#slap my ass till it’s numb

[blurboki]

topping jisung based off yesterdays poll 😵‍💫😵‍💫

“shit- wait- babe hold oN-“ the words fall from jisung’s tongue in a needy whine, head thrown back displaying his adorable heart-shaped adams apple.

one hand gripping the sheets, the other holding your waist as you drop lower and lower, taking him deeper and deeper up till the hilt. yet while you shakily sigh with satisfaction, your boyfriend beneath you is ultimately quivering, lip pulled between his teeth while tears bead on his waterline.

fuck. he’s going to combust at this rate.

he’d promised after tour that he’d let you do whatever you wanted, but han hadn’t expected this. hadn’t expected to be pushed onto the bed the moment he stepped through the door, stripped down to only his boxers and absolutely spoiled with the best head of his life.

that was, before you stopped right before he came, giving his flushed head, leaking with buds of precum, a soft kiss.

the sound he let out? pornographic, hips frantically jutting upwards in search of friction, anything to reach his high.

and you gave him the innocent, most fuckable expression imaginable, pulling your laced panties to the side to align yourself and sink.

now to the present with your cunt filled to the brim with him, han heaved, pinpricks of sweat decorating his forehead while he tried holding himself together.

“relax baby, i’m gonna make you feel good.”

no. that was his line when you took him from behind, face pressed into your pillow while he cooed at how pretty you looked being such a slut. not like this, where he was begging instead, pupils blown watching you bounce like you’re life depended it.

“a..ah, ‘m glad you’re home, ‘missed you—“ you babble, leaning down to kiss his parted lips so he can taste himself on your tongue.

whispering so sweet about how you missed him makes him want to fucking ruin you. makes him want to make you his over and over till all you can say is his name.

brows knitting with his bottom lip pulled between his teeth, he takes control of the roll of your hips, securing a orgasm-worthy view of your hole eagerly swallowing him which earns a low groan rumbling at the back of his throat.

“‘missed you, bub. ‘missed my cock, yeah?

fuck. he’s convinced you’re the fuckin’ cutest when you go dumb on his cock, too caught up in pleasure to properly reply while deliciously squeezing him with that warm cunt of yours.

patting the skin of your ass, he lands a not-enough-to-hurt but firm slap there, soaking up the cry you whine in return.

“use your words, baby. tell me.” middle finger expertly delving to spell his name on your puffy clit, he watches you unravel, movement uncontrollably stuttering as you chase approaching euphoria faster than ever before.

“oh my god oh my god sungie-— hngh, missed you so much inside of me. ugh, please! come inside. c’mon, come inside.” your words are rushed, eyes already beginning to roll back, nails raking his chest.

your voice, your scent, the downright sinful sound of your bodies rutting against each other, he’s quite literally moaning at this rate—fingers digging into your hips so hard you’ll have bruises, but neither of you can think, too focused on the mind-numbing ecstasy to consider anything else.

“gonna fill you up so well, ‘kay bub? stuff you full of me.” it’s jisung’s turn to whine, pushing you down atop him to take his hot ropes of his cum that drool onto his thighs from where you stay connected.

best part? he kept rubbing your swollen bud back n forth, chuckling when you creamed all over yourself and him that he’d certainly make you get on your knees and lick up later.

blurboki, july 2023 ©

[starboye]

pairing: cyclops x male reader

request: Can I order a fic with Cyclops (from X-Men '97) x villain!reader? Porn without plot. All you need to know is that reader has time travel powers and took Cyclops back in time with him. Y/N told him that if he wanted to return to the present with his wife Jean (who is pregnant) he had to fuck him GOOD for hours. Reader tries to maintain a joking attitude, but he's just a crybaby. Cyclops has a huge cock and degrades reader a lot while slapping his face, calling him "slut" and "whore". Size difference too!!

warnings: SMUT, cheating, lil size difference, degradation kink, breeding kink, a lil physical, rough sex

"how much longer am I gonna have to fuck you slut" scott asks roughly thrusting upward into you "well if you wanna see your wife again you'll shut up and keep going" you spit out "who's the real one in control here sweet cheeks, the one getting his ass fucked up or the one fucking you up" scott asks wrapping his hand around your throat tightly.

"the one with the time travel powers" you say laughing "you think this is fucking funny" scott asks slapping you across the face harshly "seeing you suffer through this brightens my day" you reply smirking "oh I'll show you suffering" scott says before flipping you around, face pressed against the ground before scott reinserts his dick back into you forcefully.

he slams into with full force not holding back at all "fuck this tight hole" you urge arching your back to let scott get deeper "little fucking slut" scott says pressing your face even harder into the grass "yes all yours" you joke "I'll fuck the smile right off your face" scott sternly says, you laugh at his comment but he doesn't take that lightly.

scott turns you around into missionary and continues pounding your hole with no stop in sight, you could feel the tears brimming at the corner of your eyes as you felt you climax coming and without a second thought you came on your chest and stomach "okay you can stop" you huff trying to get up but scott pushes you back down.

"no we're not done till I've emptied my balls into you, by then you should be full and pregnant then I won't have to go back to jean" scott grins going quicker and harder than before, you could feel you legs going weaker and weaker till they felt completely numb "please I can't take it" you beg "where's that smile and cocky attitude from before, all fucked out of you" scott teases slapping your face before bringing it back to look at him.

"just look at how your pretty hole swallows up my cock so easily" scott says admiring the way your hole got all red and puffy "cum" you vaguely hic "speak up whore" scott orders "cum one me" you yell "fine I guess you can have it" scott says and shortly after he fills you up "but this doesn't mean were finished" scott says slapping your ass.

scott proceeded to fuck you for the next 4 hours, cumming in you over and over till you were filled to the max and it looked like you were actually pregnant and only then did he finally agree to get taken back to the present "I'm sure when we get back beast can find a way for you to actually get pregnant" scott says rubbing your belly, you took him back to the present and it would be a lie to say everyone wasn't shocked when they saw you fucked out at filled with cum and scott naked with a messy dick.

taglist: @mailmango @spermeboy @ghostking4m

[dumbslvtforethan]

Hey! I was wondering if you could do an imagine where it's Ethan and Reader rehearsing for Heathers and their doing the song "Dead Girl Walking". Please and Thank you🫶

🎧ྀི DEAD GIRL WALKING ethan landry

warnings: dry humping, making out, no smut just plot. lmk if i missed anything 1092 words

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IT WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE the opening night for "heathers" a musical you were participating it. ever since you got the role of veronica you've been thrilled, having the lead role was a pretty big deal to you but for ethan who got the role of jd?? he was not only thrilled but euphoric, he was acting out with the girl of his dreams. everyone had already left and it was late but you were re reading anxiously your script rehearsing every line in the rehearsing room. "The demon queen of high school has decreed it She says Monday, 8 a.m., I will be deleted" you sang quietly looking at your script "hey" ethan said scaring you "hey, you scared me, what are you doing here?" stalking you of course, pathetic. "i was gonna rehearse but ill give you some space" he sighed walking out

"stay with me please?" you grabbed his wrist and pouted. you two decided to rehearse your scenes together and after "freeze your brain" you two decided to get some water "okay, what's the next one?" he said "it looks like its dead girl walking" you said looking at the script, ethan's eyes widened. it was weird but you two never actually rehearsed that song together, the teacher would always do your parts separetely so that you could "focus on your movements". "lets start from the part were veronica goes into jason's room" he layed down on the floor preparing for what was about to happen "got no time to knock im a dead girl walking" you sang quietly "wha-veronica what are you doing in my room?" he said standing up, a smirk planted on his face

"shhhh" you gave the smirk back "sorry but i really had to wake you, see i decided i must ride you till i break you" You gazed at him with wide, innocent doe eyes "cause heather says i gots to go, your my last meal on death row" he raised his eyebrows "shut your mouth and loose them tighty-whities" you approached him very closely "come on" you opened your blouse "tonight im yours im your dead girl walking" he put his hands around your waist "get on all fours" you sang as you commanded him to lower down, he landed on his knees "kiss this dead girl walking" now you looked directly into his soul "lets go you know the drill" his hands travelled up your skirt resulting in a chuckle from you "im hot and pissed and on the pill" you rolled your eyes "bow down to the will of a dead girl walking" your doe eyes hipnotyzed him "and you know you know you know, its cause your beautiful" you got on your kness facing him, he was so tall that he was still towering over you "you say your numb inside, but i cant agree so the world's unfair, keep it locked out there, in here its beautiful" you took off your blouse completely "lets make this beautiful" you whispered closely now feeling his breath on your skin "that works for me" he said with a smirk. he grabbed your face and kissed you heatedly "your not acting anymore, are you?" you said in between breaths and kisses "i never did" he said pulling you to straddle his lap, you took off his shirt, and gasped at his naked abs, you kissed him more and more trough his body

"full steam ahead, take this dead girl walking" you sang in between kisses "how'd you find my address?" ethan said "lets break the bed, rock this dead girl walking" you said, smiling "i think you tore my mattress" ethan said, kissing you once more "no sleep tonight for you, better chug that mountain dew" you sang as you rolled your eyes "okay, okay" you two breathed heavely.

"get your ass in gear, make this whole town disapear" you nodded "slap me" he slapped your ass "pull my hair" your chuckled at his unexpected and unscripted action,

"touch me there andthere and there" he got a hold of your breasts and opened your shirt revealing your bra "and no more talking" you put your finger on his lips "love this dead girl walking" you started to hump on top of him, he moaned at the sight and started to kiss you more and more, you sped up your movements.

a/n- i watched heathers for the first time for this 😭😭

- @jchampionsgf on tumblr

[hornyclownthing]

How about you get on your hands and knees and present for me, pretty thing? I can touch the insides of your thighs lighter than a breath and watch your hole clench around nothing as your breath hitches. Feel me scratch down the length of your back and press back up into my nails. I'll watch you jump as I spank you. You can whimper and twitch while you wait for another. There will be one, I promise, but I'll wait for you to relax and let your guard down. I'll tease you, put hickys on your skin and scratch you till your back looks like a bouquet of roses.

Now you're dripping, slick running down your thighs. You're still not ready, but your mess tells me you're closer now. I'll slide my fingers between your lips, brush across your entrance and tease your aching clit. I'll praise you when you moan, you sound so pretty for me, do it again. Do it louder.

When you start shaking, then I'll press my fingers into you. I'll brush against your gspot teasingly, before spreading my fingers. I make sure the stretch is just this side of painful, listening for our safe words the whole time. When I don't hear them, I add more. Guess how many fingers I have in your pretty hole, go on. Three on each hand now, and I'm pulling you open, I can see inside.

You're ready, now. You whimper needily as I take my fingers out. Your hole is warm and soft nice and loose, dripping wet. Perfect for a clutch of eggs.

Don't worry, it will only hurt a little bit.

Look down, between your legs, look at what I've prepared you for. Watch as my ovipositor slips inside you. Its long, long enough for the tapered tip to press up against your cervix as I hilt, and thicker than a cock. I'll press your face into the floor as I fuck you looser still, filling the room with the sound of your desperate moans, wet squelches, and the slapping sound of me hilting fully with each thrust.

When you finally cum, pulsing around me, that is when I finally still, fully inside, and fill you with a thicker fluid than your own slick. You need better than what you've got to take what I'm about to give you. It numbs your pain and fills your mind with a soft haze, so you cannot panic when you feel the base of my ovipositor swell against your already fucked out pussy. I reach around and rub your ignored clit, in long, slow strokes, hoping to distract you. You yelp when the egg pops past your lips, and I hush you, stroking your hair. Feel the mass of it pushing deeper, cum again and ignore where it's going for now. There's a good little thing. Here comes the hardest part.

My spend has numbed and relaxed your cervix, but you still have a fit of gasping and moaning as the egg starts to push past it. You're so close, love, this is the worst of it, the rest won't feel nearly so bad. I speed up the hand stroking your clit, and your third orgasm distracts you as you rock back and the egg finally pops into your womb. See? That wasn't so bad, you can take this. You can hold my clutch nice and safe for me, can't you?

Another egg pushes into you, but it doesn't hurt now, does it? It feels good. You feel good, you feel wonderful stretching around me, taking my eggs like the perfect little brood-mother you are. I'm petting your hair and tummy, feeling the bump begin to form at your belly as number three makes it in.

I'm sorry, pretty thing, I've been neglectful. Here, let me grope your tits and pinch your nipples. Such pretty noises you can make while I stuff you and play with you and make you mine. Do you want my fingers in your mouth? To be choked out? Your ass fingered? All you need to do is ask, love, let me take care of you. Let me make you lose track of time and eggs, you don't need to be thinking about that...

Look at you, big and round with my brood, you look so pretty. Would you like anything? Food? Drink? More eggs?

[porcalinecunt]

𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄.

→ you were never ment to be a good husband, and neither was he. so what now? simple. when the spouses aren’t home, someone else is.

🎧 𝐒𝐀𝐄 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐗 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

♟️𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 / 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓

𝐜𝐰 — infidelity. trans!reader. pussy slapping. degredation. some spanking. edging (?). rough sex. creampie. no aftercare. mean dom! sae. sex addiction (?).

a/n » i told yall i was cooking up smth ;) anyways, life sucks sm ass rn but sae brainrot + a need for angst got me making this. this might end up as a mini series but i’m not 100% sure yet. i’ll see how well it does on here and on ao3 (pls support my works there too 🤍) otherwise, enjoy the fic!

Cold. That’s the only thing you could feel besides your numbing fingers and goosebumps rising on your limbs. The house could get so cold during the wintertime, then again, it’s much warmer than when Rin was home.

Rin Itoshi, the man many would kill to have a chance with, who was your beloved husband. Together for half a decade now, marrying while still being quite young. To many, it was a dream come true and you cannot blame them for that. Rin had it all. Wealth, looks, a successful career as a pro soccer player. He had it all, or better said, almost had it all. Even for him, he lacked the very thing a husband should have. Love for his spouse.

He wasn’t the most loving husband, instead the polar opposite. Many days he was mostly cold, floating around you as if he was a ghost. You rarely hear him utter an “I love you” or any sweet names you’d give him. The most you get is a quick peck on the cheek, then off he goes. again and again.

So it was no surprise you’d find another man to spend spare time with, it was who it was that made it so taboo. And he had just arrived.

The doorbell rang, startling you out of your trance. Your body almost moved completely on its own, turning the knob till the door cracked open, revealing your company for the night.

He didn’t say a word, only standing there. Sae Itoshi, your seemingly brother in law. Then again, he doesn’t really deserve nor fit the title. He’s the very last person Rin would want in his home, and for very good reason. He’s cruel, untrustworthy, and a liar, but then again, he’s all the things you’d wish Rin was. Even if it came with the uglier bits. Sae didn’t waste time walking through the door, pulling you into a passionate kiss.

The man didn’t utter a ‘hello’, and was already prying at your pants. Palming at your soaking cunt, not breaking the kiss to let you breathe. He could be so greedy, so selfish. His lack of foreplay and even care for you was addictive, he was quick and straight to the point, useful when it comes to covering your act up quickly.

“S-Sae..”

You winced, but the man doesn’t stop for anything. Instead, tearing off the loose pajama top you had on and trailing his lips from your face to your jawline. Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his hips as he carried you off into your bedroom. Plopping you onto the very bed your husband sleeps on, the sheets still smelling like him.

“Still aren’t gonna leave him?” Sae asked, his tone condescending and almost mean.

You shook your head, hearing him scoff before he began to unbutton his shirt. You felt your stomach twist once he fully shed off his white collar top, immediately going for the belt next. You sat up, almost reaching out to unzip his pants but was pushed back down. This time, his hand gripped your wrist and pinned you down.

“So impatient, Rin has been neglecting you huh..”

You quickly nodded, your cunt throbbing with need. It’s been too long since you had a cock stuff you full, your fingers couldn’t satisfy you nor could any of your toys. Rin didn’t help either, even when you two did have sex, he lacked the intimacy and treated it more like a chore if anything. You don’t remember him even trying. With Sae, however, it was almost like the man knew your body better than your own husband. It’s a damn shame you can’t always see him.

Sae climbed on top of you, crashing his lips against yours. His tongue poked and licked at your lips till he pried them open, stuffing your mouth till you whined from the overwhelming feeling. You clung onto his shoulders, nails digging into his skin till it became red.

He snuck his fingers between your thighs, digging into your boxers till his slender fingers reached between your folds. He teased, pressing his thumb against your throbbing clit. He chuckled when he heard you shudder against his touch, prompting him to gently slap your cunt. Your legs snapped shut, but not enough before he forced them back open and placed another (and harder) slap. You screwed your eyes shut, hissing from the slight sting yet the rush of pleasure that sent chills down your back.

“S-Sae please—“

“Please what? Speak up.”

He leaned closer, spitting his venom in your ear. His lips touched the flushed lobe, to the point where you nearly fell backwards.

“Please fuck me, please i’ve been waiting for—“

You whispered, already breathless. You couldn’t finish, however, as Sae once again landed another and harsher slap on your soaked cunny. A loud yelp tore from your throat, before a string of sobs filled the room.

“C’mon, giving up already..?”

He inched his hand away, causing you to grab his wrist and place it back onto your weeping cunt. You pleaded, and oh did you plead. Begging for his cock, for him to use you to his heart’s content, even if he broke you a little bit. He was yours, torn out of Rin’s arms and onto his dick effortlessly. It was embarrassingly easy, but then again, Sae always gets what he wants. Always.

He finally tore your boxers off, discarding them and looked down at the view in front of him. Flustered and eager, your legs spread wide open and your eyes syrupy from the tears you shed earlier. The sight made him harder than a rock, prompting him to fish out his cock from his tight pants. It was already leaking precum, the tip a flushed red as he stroked it, lubing up his dick. You took him plenty of times, so he’d stop using lube and fuck you raw.

“You like this don’t you? Taking another man raw while Rin is away. So fuckin’ shameless..”

He hissed, emerald eyes staring down at you like a predator. His face filled with lust and a carnal desire that begs to be released, released onto someone like you. Slowly, he sunk into you, biting back a groan. He looked down, watching his cock dissapere in your tight cunny. He watched your face shift, your mouth opening into an O shape and your eyebrows tilting upwards. It was a sight he could never get bored of. He leaned down, bottoming out while pressing kisses against your cheek and jawline. You were caged between his large arms, his body hovering over yours. You couldn’t help but open your eyes a bit and stare at your lover’s face. He was so damn beautiful, almost unreal. It’s no surprise he caught your eye when you saw him for the first time.

Sae moved slowly, dragging his cock in and out while peppering open mouthed kisses against your neck and chest, his mouth eventually catching one of your nippled. He licked and toyed with it while pinching the other between his fingers, grinning when he heard your mewls and cries. The sounds you made went straight to his dick, an insatiable appetite growing in him. He just couldn’t get enough, no matter how many times he stuffed your greedy cunt.

The sound of skin slapping against one another got louder once he quickened his pace, fucking every little sound your throat hid out. “Ah-ah-ah—“ choppy moans and cut off sobs from his sharp thrusts filled the rooms till its all you could hear. You could barely hear Sae’s degrading names and the rare groan that slips off his tounge.

“Greedy thing, aren’t you?”

He muttered against your skin, pulling away as he slowed down a bit but his thrusts remained harsh. Inching closer and closer to your cervix, your eyes rolled back till you began to see stars. Your fingers curled into the sheets below you, the pit in your stomach growing till you felt like you were gonna pass out from the heat and pleasure.

“Sae..! Why did you slow do—“

A loud smack along with a stinging pain on your inner thigh cut off your whines and forced a crooked sob out of your sore throat. Before you could look up, Sae pulled you up by your arms and flipped you onto your stomach. Pulling your hips up till your on your knees, you looked up from the pillow to meet Sae’s eyes. Strands of his hair stuck to his face, his gaze focused on your current position. While he lacked the love Rin at least had, his tone dripped with lust along with his seductive details in his face and body made you disregard how he could care less about you.

Rin still had the decency to treat you like how a lover should, you were just another paramour to Sae.

And he treated you as such, slamming his heavy cock back in your abused cunt. His hands gripping on your hips, enough to surely leave hand marks. You couldn’t keep up with his pace, to the point where Sae was just pulling your numbing body onto his dick. Fucking you hard and deep like if you were a damn fleshlight.

“Sae! Sae! Sae!”

You sobbed, clawing at your bedsheets until your fingers curl into the already ruined pillow. You stuffed your face into it, trying to muffle your screams. You’d hate it if any of your neighbors overheard what you were doing when your husband was away.

“Y-you’re too good, fuck..! Ah..!”

He abruptly stopped, grabbing a fistful of your hair and forcing your head up from the pillow.

“Yeah? Better than your dear husband?”

In a dumbified state, your lover balls deep and your body hot and numb, you nodded.

You admitted it, you actually fucking admitted it.

He laughs, breathlessly. In a mixture of shock and appeasement, he picked up his pace until your body was practically rocking up against the bed. He kept your head up, deep emerald eyes staring holes into your mind. He didn’t have to keep guessing, he already knew anyway. He just didn’t expect you to admit it in your most vulnerable state. Usually, a good husband would reassure his love for his significant other, even in the act of infidelity. Whether it was a lie or not, the spouse would always be first and everything.

But he could make someone break that rule so easily, and it fueled his ego to no end. The rush and pleasure he gets from this, from fucking his brother’s husband dumb till his cunny was filled with his seed. Even the image of it gets his dick hard. No matter what Rin would do, Sae would always get the upper hand. Even when it came to the very person who vowed up and down to be with him till death.

That gut wrenching feeling pushed Sae over the edge, as he shoved your head into the pillow once again and pressed his body against yours. You let out one final cry as the warm feeling of his cum filling your cunny overwhelmed you, twitching and shaking underneath him. Your mind went blank, only thinking about his cock that still sat in you. Not at all about Rin, or the fact that you're doing this behind his back. You didn’t remember the overwhelming guilt that would wash over you once Sae leaves the room. The short afterglow of it all, that’ll slowly melt into the same loneliness that had you running into his arms anyways.

An addictive cycle, one you refuse to break despite the consequences it’ll bring soon enough.

Sae pulls out, the feeling of your empty cunt ruining the afterglow. You weakly turn your body around, watching him redress himself. He didn’t have the decency or time to give you proper aftercare, after all, he has better things to tend to. Better yet, a better person.

“Still with her?”

You asked, annoyance and jealousy made clear in your tone. Your lover turned around, just as he was buttoning up his shirt. His face was traced with irritation and maybe a bit of anger with the way you referred to his wife.

“Tch. Think I'm gonna leave her for you?”

“You might as well, Sae..”

He turned away at your response, clearly not listening. You rolled your eyes, staying quiet as he slips his shoes on without saying another word. He leaves the room, as you listen to him walking down the stairs and out the front door. Cold and alone, once again.

Being selfish was the worst decision you could’ve made, and not just for you.

Your phone dinged, revealing a text from your husband. With a grimace face, you opened it much to your regret.

rinnie 💙: I miss you y/n. Let’s do something together once I get back, yeah?

You clutched your phone. Rin almost never texts, let alone even says “i miss you”. Reading that message was a punch to the gut, as you could almost hear the sincerity of his message.

Bastard. Why now?

🎧 this work belongs to @porcalinecunt. reblogs and feedback are appreciated. <3

[baldeslut]

Lies

Warnings: p in v sex, etc just smut again

This is a blurb i wrote on my wattpad! Im just putting it here because i have 2 blurbs sitting in my drafts rn and im waiting till the morning to write it on my laptop bc writing on my phone is a struggle. Anyways enjoy☺️

You're laying on the bed after overthinking what you just told Alejandro. What made you think calling him a bitchy liar would do anything? You loved him too much, but you knew he was right. He didn't cheat on you. The sniffles coming right out of your door knowing he will dash out of the house any second. Just go for it.

"ALEJANDRO" you yell

You can feel the tension in the air becoming more heavy on you. Your heart just paces as you just yelled out his name. As he comes in to your room shirtless, he starts walking towards you. He kisses you sloppily from your lips and down. He places himself under you sitting on the bed with you. No words in exchange but just the sound of heavy breathing all around. As you play around with the waistband of his boxers, his sweats start to fall off from him squirming around. You even try to keep his hips locked by keeping one hand on his hips and the other on the back of his head.

"Mm fuck you Y/n" he says

You chuckle and start pulling his boxers down leaving him bare. His kisses are leaving you weak as you slowly ride on his dick. His hands play with your hair as he gives hickeys all over your neck to indicate that he's yours and only yours. You seize his jaw pulling it away to make eye contact in between your kisses. The tingling and cramping of your thighs slow you down but you'd literally do anything for this man. His puppy eyes looking up at you knowingly that he wanted more, still. He thrusted hard into you; intentionally. It made you gasp. He clasps both of your thighs down to keep them spread apart. The thrusts of your hips set the mood; fast but swift. The way he throws his head back and his jaw loosened just turns you on even more. As you two still making out, your lips slip away from his but still containing the eye contact. His tired eyes look, and both bodies pressed against each other on the huge bed. The soft moans and groans coming from him can just lull you to sleep. Your thighs are numbing, you just can't feel them anymore. You need Alejandro to give you the support. He slaps your ass and puts his grip onto them; one other hand on your hips. Moving them back and forth, up and down bouncing on his lengthy dick. Both of you can be as vocal as you wanted. It was an isolated space, away from everyone. The feeling of pleasure escalating in your body as the sound of skin slapping against each other continues.

Your name slips out of his mouth as you can feel his shaft twitch inside of you knowing that he'll cum in you anytime soon. He tries to make you go a few more thrusts until he cums all over you. You're still deciding if you gonna hold a grudge on him after that, but it can't be.

In any way, you can't let Alejandro down after this.

A/N yes its very short and honestly i dont like it i wrote this back in may😭

[hyunniiees]

Bless your heart for that dom daddy Seulgi bit that you wrote! <3 I’m so in love with the thought of Seulgi ruining my pathetic little self

teeheeh SAME OSKHDJS

seulgi.. she's a really soft person, cute and baby can't even bear to hurt a flower. and like what everybody says, she's the definition of pure and innocent. of course, she is all that but if you constantly go out of your way to provoke and tease her, ooo.. she will get back at you.

with proper coaxing, she definitely will take matters into her hands and dick you down the way you like it. imagine after a day out with your friends, with you constantly clinging onto them, laughing at their jokes and kissing their cheeks, you notice seulgi looking a little annoyed, though still trying to keep her composure. you know your plan's working when seulgi turns quiet. (prob thinking of how to get back at you)

once you both get home, she'll pin you against the wall with her front pressing against your back. whispering huskily in your ear, "what do you think you're doing?"

internally smirking, you try to provoke her even further, "what? i wasn't doing anything."

"you were acting like a whore with your friends," seulgi grips your jaw, turning your face to the side fully before continuing, "is this a game to you?" oh. she must have noticed your glances at her whenever you placed kisses on your friend's cheeks.

looking at her smugly, you continue, "were you jealous?" the way her eyes darkens at your question as she pushes you harder against the wall, a gasp leaving your mouth when she cups your pussy through your skirt, hand sliding down from your jaw down to your neck.

wrapping her fingers around your neck gently, she whispers hotly against your ear, "what for? i own you, remember?"

biting your lower lip, you try to push your pussy against her hand in hopes that you could get a little friction from it but she scoffs, pulling her hand away. she then presses her palm on your lower back to get you to bend over before lifting your skirt up to your waist then slapping your ass harshly.

"huh. all you know how to do is hump my hand like a bitch in heat. like a slut begging to be fucked all day long. and it's exactly what you want, isn't it? you want to be fucked by daddy, don't you, princess?"

you could only let out small whimpers as she continues to degrade you, "hnng.. please."

landing a harsh slap on your ass again, she pulls your hair back slightly, "please what?"

"please, seulgi.. fuck me hard, use me as much you need, daddy.. just please- i need you to fuck me so bad, daddy"

oh, seulgi will gladly give you exactly what you desire.

perhaps you don't even have to think about walking the day after. got your ass and pussy feeling REAL sore.

but at the end of the day, she's still a cute little bean and will help you run your errands bc she feels bad for fucking you into the bed till your legs turn numb. (though she is kinda proud of it)

anyways. dom daddy seulgi <3 (also a huge softie)

[scholastic-dragon]

Oooooo

Part 2 of my poll is here!

This post does have spoilers for Guardians of the galaxy vol 3 and what happens to Peter so keep that in mind while reading!

Rocket x fem!reader x Quill

Yard Work

Warnings: SMUT, a little plot this time, causal hooking up, threesome with a raccoon, spelling mistakes, dirty talk, praise, Quill and rocket banter, pussy slapping (like once), little bit of aftercare, cum eating,

The situation was already a mess before Peter's friend, Rocket got involved.

Your neighbor Mr. Quill's grandson had finally come home, he was a handsome man which you met at his welcoming home party.

You weren't sure if it was the beer you had shared, or the flirty banter, or maybe because it felt so wrong, but you'd ended up bent over the bathroom sink that night.

You two weren't dating, nothing close to it. You both had a silent understanding that this was simply, mind numbing, fantastic sex.

Things got awkward when he was hired to mow your mother's lawn (yes you lived at home, you'd just graduated and hadn't saved up enough money to buy your own place yet). And what made the situation worse is that your older brother would simply sit outside and watch him do it.

"Lazy ass," You mumbled, watching him from the window, seeing him relax with a beer while Peter did all the work.

And work he did. In the hot morning sun, wearing tight jeans that hugged his thick ass and thighs, thin gray t-shirt drenched in sweat. Halfway through the yard, he pulled his shirt off, but in the hot way where he reached above his head, pulling at the back of his collar.

He had a gorgeous chest, large and firm muscles with a bit of chair between his pecks and a happy trail that you desperately wanted a taste of.

As Peter put the lawn mower back in the garage, you met him there and let him take you against the hood of your brothers car.

Two weeks later, Peter was back to get the backyard this time. You had a tray with three glasses of lemonade and as you opened the back door, you caught the tail end of an argument.

Your brother rolled his eyes, stomping past you inside. Peter - shirtless - standing next to the mower with his hands on his hips.

"Peter, what happened?"

He sighs, opening his mouth, but a third voice answers.

"Your brother has shit manners," To your shock, a raccoon was leaning against the side of the mower.

"Y/n, this is one of my buddies, Rocket. Rocket this Y/n," He gestures between us.

"So this is the pretty Betty you've been fucking on the side?" Rocket's eyes scan your body, little crop top and booty shorts.

"Rocket!" Peter groaned, making a face that clearly said he wasn't supposed to say that.

You laugh, coming down the steps and holding out the lemonade. "I brought drinks, would either of you like one?"

The next half hour moved faster than you'd ever imagine. Now in your room on all fours on your bed, sucking off Peter while Rocket railed you from behind.

"Damn, Quill," He groaned, nails digging into your hips, his smacking against yours with an inhuman speed. "Thought you were lying about how good Earth pussy was,"

You moaned around Peter's cock, you loved how he talked like you weren't there. You sucked harder, flicking your tongue against his head. Watching him stifle a moan, threading his hands into your hair.

"Wait till you feel how she clenches around you when you cum,"

You moan, eyes rolling back as you remember the several times Peter hadn't pulled out, letting his cum drip down your legs as you rushed to the bathroom to clean it up. Thank god for birth control.

"Oh, I'm not even gonna think about that until, this pretty girl cums on my cock," He leans over your back, pressing his wet nose to your ear. "Is that what you want? To cum on my cock? A complete stranger you just met today pounding and breeding this pretty pussy?"

Your body was sweaty and flushed a bright red, your eyes watering with the large cock in your throat.

Rocket's hand scratched your soft skin as it traveled from your hips down around to your clit, pinching the bean between his fingers.

You squealed around Peter's cock, making him gasp and moan, his thighs tensing and chest flushing. Rocket massaged you clit in rough hard squeezes, making your body buck against his, you felt the band tightning in your core, pulling and pulling.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," Quill whines, panting loudly.

"Figured you'd last longer than that, Quill," Rocket grunted loudly, snapping his hips harder into you. "But if her pussy feels good I can only imagine her mouth,"

He nips your ear, pulling hard enough to hurt. "Cum," He growls, pulling his hand back and smacking your pussy with his open palm, directly hitting your clit.

You scream, honest to god scream as your orgasm rips through you, your eyes rolling back, jaw dropping open. Peter moans loudly, pulling out of you mouth, stroking himself in quick short thrusts and cumming all over your mouth and cheeks.

"Fuck," He pants, taking a step back to sit down on the edge of the bed.

Rocket nails dig into your hips again, your knees starting to hurt from being this way for so long.

"Rocket," You moan.

"I know, Princes, I know, I'm gonna cum, don't worry, you'll get my cum," He moans, his hips smacking against yours. One of his hands moves to your upper back, pressing your face down into your comforter.

"Shit," Rocket gritted as you squeeze his cock when he plunged into your sopping depths. "I'm gonna cum," With three final pumps, he groans loud and long, filling your pussy, some of it spilling out and dripping onto your thighs and blanket.

Rocket pulls out, panting heavily. Peter got up, walking to your bathroom, coming back with a wet washcloth. He gently wipes his cum from your face, pressing a kiss to your lips.

"You alright?" You nod, dazed, giving him a firm kiss.

"Here," Peter folds the washcloth to the clean side and offers it to Rocket.

"What's that for?" He pants, sweat making his fur stick up in all different directions.

"For your cum,"

Rocket scoffs and you feel him move. You move your knees to take the cloth from Peter and do it yourself when Rockets tounge is suddenly licking at your thighs,

"Rocket-what're you-"

He drags it up the sensitive skin, making you moan and your legs shake. Then he's at your pussy, licking and sucking his cum out of you like he's in the desert and you're the first drink he's had in months.

He's relentless, making you sweaty and overstimulated, body shaking and trembling as you cum again on his tongue, screaming into your blankets.

"That good enough for ya?" Rocket sasses at Quill, using the back of his arm to wipe away your mess.

Peter rolls his eyes, sitting down on the bed next to you. You finally had the strength to roll over onto your stomach, looking up at the ceiling with a wide grin.

"Is there anything you need?" He brushes a hand over your hair, pushing it behind your ear.

Rocket leans over, both men, panting, looking sexed out and very handsome.

"Yes," You laugh. "For this to happen again,"

@aliasrocket @caesarhamato22 @m1dnyt3-w0lf

[itjazzbicch]

Lucky

Pairing:  Vampire!Dio Brando x Fem Reader 

First time writing for Dio so I hope I did well! 

Summary: Nothing in particular tbh! Just wanted to write for Dio lol So this is just a drabble!

Warnings:  SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) (Implied brat taming, blood, biting, spanking, hair pulling)

Word Count: 0.6k 

"Have you learned your lesson, you little, disobedient brat?"

Everything was a blur, heavy eyes only able to see piercing red eyes looking down on me like I was pathetic, but actions showed that he was testing me, seeing how far he could push me.

"You should consider yourself lucky," Stroking some hair behind my ear as he dropped to his side, in a spoon position, meanwhile, his cock still fucking me with no mercy, he purred, tongue tracing my earlobe, "I could end you in less than a second, but instead, give you a chance to scream my name, and you still decide to be a brat?"

"D-Di-" No matter how hard I tried; it was as if the atmosphere around us had no oxygen for me to breathe in. Fist slipping over silk sheets while attempting to take a handful, needing something as my walls aching with every clench, "I-"

Not getting a chance to speak, I buried my face into the mattress and screamed, not even slightly muffled when a searing jolt shot from my ass through my entire body, able to feel the steaming outline of his handprint that his spank left behind.

Being yanked back by the hair, my moans were echoing through the darkness and seemed to never end. The vein in my neck was throbbing against my hot skin, shaking along with the form of goosebumps as his sharp fangs traced my neck, tongue traveling down that vein ever so slowly.

"Can't even say my name?" His laugh alone was proof that he was the embodiment of evil, and there I was crumbling below him, letting him use me as his human sex toy. The hand in my hair traced my scalp, pulling back to keep my neck open to him, growling, "You shouldn't get yourself in trouble if you can't take it."

"I'm sorry, Lord Dio!" I never spat out words so quickly, using the tiny breath that I managed to take in, jumping and whining at the slap on my clit, body trying to curl at the smack of his tip against my cervix.

"So, you were listening," His last snicker turned into a deep, commanding whisper that would surely have consequences if I didn't listen, "You better cum then. Now."

"Yes-s," I stammered, his hips rolling up at an imaginable speed, looking for a moment only to find the confusing sight of there being more than one of him, screaming helplessly at my uncontrollable squirting.

It was all down my thighs, back around my ass, the slaps of our skin echoing along with my moans as he didn't slow down for even a second, not sure if I heard things, but swore I heard him cuss under his breath, but suddenly opening my mouth to scream.

Nothing. Not breathing, vision and mind swirling while his fangs sank into my neck, starting to feel numbness while he took his time to drink my blood like wine, the tingling numbness only allowing me to feel blood oozing down my neck, across my breasts, and his cock that was still beating my walls.

For a moment, I was brought back to the world, feeling his fangs sink deeper, a slight hum in his throat as he drank, the pain surprisingly pleasurable, mouth still open wide and finally getting out:

"DIO-OOO!"

His name trailed off in an echo that lasted for seconds, Dio making sure that my nerves were on fire for every little moment till he was completely done, sharp nails twirling around my nipples, tracing my goosebumps, still humming as he took his last sip.

"I'll let you off easy," Listening while desperately taking in some air, everything he did from his words to his actions was the opposite of easy, trembling at the aftershocks his tongue left behind while licking up the blood left behind, laughing at me, "I won't drain you dry all at once." 

[callsign-magnolia]

Lost In Translation // Third Wheel? Hell No!

MATURE CONTENT (18+)

Warning: Angst, cursing

Collaboration w/: @crystalkaanngg

Bradley Bradshaw as Noah

Bob Floyd as Harrison

Most Awkward Date | Masterlist

"Morning Harrison!" I said walking by his office that sat adjacent to my desk. Harrison has worked here just a year longer than me, but it took him a while to talk to me. The man was a total catch but the poor thing was so shy, it took him three months to work up the nerve to talk to me. I sat down at my desk sipping on my coffee as I logged into my computer. Mondays were always the worst. Any malfunctions with any jet, helicopter, or plane comes straight to us and sometimes they can pile up over the weekend. “Elizabeth!” I looked up to find Daniel, my director, walking over. “They had an F/A-18 go down over the weekend during a test flight. Think you can get out to the hangar and look at it?” I nodded at him, a little frustrated to be going out to the hangar at eight-twelve in the morning. “Yeah, let me check my emails and I will.” He nodded, slapping my desk before walking away. After scrolling through all the mind numbing emails I got over the weekend, I made my way to the hangar. 

“So it looks like we need to reinforce the canopy, that birdstrike did a lot of damage.” I said as the mechanic made a note. “Then the right engine,” I walked over to it, pointing out the damage. “Go ahead and completely replace those turbines. I don’t want to risk a flame out when they get back in the air.” He nodded. “That’s it?” I nodded. “They’re lucky they were even able to land it. If the left engine had gone out then they would’ve burned in.” He nodded. “How long do you think they’ll be down?” He shrugged. “A week, minimum.” I nodded. “Anything changes, let me know.” He nodded at me, finally setting down his clipboard. “Yes, ma’am.” I nodded in thanks before making my way across base and to the office. 

My phone buzzed repeatedly with texts from Noah. He texts me at least once a day now, far less than he used to and he never stops by the office anymore, he has to rush home to Katy. I huffed and looked down at my phone, the text popping up immediately. ‘Remember, Amelia’s engagement party is this weekend.’ I groaned, I did not want to go. She’s a friend from college but really we aren’t that close. ‘Find yourself a hot date while you’re at it.’ I rolled my eyes at his words. Who gives a damn if I have a date? I can go alone, right? In reality he just doesn’t want me glued to him and Katy all night. Well I’ll show him that I can function just fine in a public setting without him stuck up my ass. “Hey, Liz. Want anything from Gunther’s?” Harrison asked and I nodded. “Um yeah, actually. Could you get me a cheeseburger with their seasoned fries?” He nodded, giving me a toothy grin. “Sure thing.” I thanked him before turning back to my desk.

Suddenly a light bulb went off in my head. Why would I hang around Noah and Katy, if I had someone else to keep me company? I could go by myself, but another person is a great way to get out of those awkward conversations that strangers tend to kick up at these kinds of things. I spun on my heel quickly and rushed over to Harrison as he made it to the door. “Hey Harrison!” He turned to me, seemingly confused. “Do you have any plans this weekend?” A blush crept up his neck till it hit his face. “Um, I have a- no, no I don’t.” I flashed him a grin, hoping it would convince him to say yes. “I have an engagement party to go to this weekend and I considered going alone but was wondering if maybe you wanted to go with me?” I felt my face flush, figuring he’d tell me no.

“Like a date?” My voice caught in my throat. I didn’t expect that nor was it my intention to make it seem that way. “Do-do you want it to be?” I stuttered out, surprised at my own bravery. “Yeah, um, I-I've been thinking about asking you for a while but I thought you were into Noah and you never really seemed interested in me.” I bit my lip, feeling a little bad for passing him over. “No I-truth be told, I’ve been into Noah for years but I don’t think it’ll ever happen at this point.” He nodded slightly. “So no date?” I gave a little laugh at his words. “No, I think that would be nice. If you’re okay with it.” He nodded. “I’m more than okay with it.” I smiled at him. “It’s this Saturday at one, it’s kind of like a brunch thing so a button down and slacks should work.” He nodded. “Can I pick you up?” I nodded. “I’ll text you my address.” He smiled at me, a lopsided grin. “I'm gonna go get our lunch.” I nodded. “Thank you.” I said as he walked out, my thumb made its way to my mouth as I chewed on the side of my nail. Holy shit, I have a date.

[adepressedartist]

NSFW

Sooo... As for a few wishes i desperately have-...

God, too many. Big one, having you fuck me. Not have sex with you; but getting fucked by you. I'm not saying I don't enjoy having sex with you; but I want to get fucked.

I want you to tease me, have your fun with me, making me push my legs together out of shame and arousal, getting touched in inappropriate places outside, risking someone seeing it.

I want you to dominate me; and not only subtle, let it all out like you never could, even before you're actually going to fuck me. Push me around, control me, threaten me, hit me if that's the only way you see working on making me obey you if i shouldn't. Use my body not only for my pleasure; but your's too, which is why I'm giving you permission to, only this time, also put maximum a plug in my ass if you'd enjoy that. Try things you never could or dared to before, experiment with my body, use my body to please yourself physically, however you may wish, wether that be making use of my otherwise useless mouth or riding me. Get revenge for the last time and drip wax on me, use ice cubes on my body, use my body however rough you see fitting. Fuck your anger and frustration out on me, not having to care about my reaction to it. Choke me till i'm unconscious, fuck me till i pass out from the pleasure, and don't stop because of that, make use of my unconscious body and having even more options then.

I want a slow build up-... Tease me, touch me, play with my nipples and every other sensitive body part. degrade or praise me accordingly to how i'm doing. I want you to fuck me with the strap on doggy and feel you until you think you want to unload your shoot in me, edged to prove that I'm even worthy of having your fingers nestled deep inside of me.

Please don't immediately jump to the highest setting of the vibe;.. I noticed that tends to just make the area numb and thus the road to feeling pleasure v difficult and at this point almost impossible;(.

Please, for the sake of anything above, make me entirely immobile and take my eyesight and cover my face. You could tie each leg together, and tie them each to my arms that will be on the back

Not only because you then can make videos in any position and framing you like, to have good material to jerk off to; no, also because I want to be completely at your mercy. My twitching and jerking body, overtaken by the pleasure you will be giving me, will not be bothering you then. You won't have to pry my legs open inpatiently. You can just use your living sex toy as rough as you please to. Bruise me, mark me, spank me, slap me, hit me; just show the world i'm yours and give me a reminder of how well you ruined me. Try to stretch me out way more than i should probably ever be, make me cum until i'm pleading and begging you to stop, or continue if you want.

Mhh, yk what the best thing is when you managed to get the whole hand in..? The knuckles-... When the knuckles are slipping in and out, and you fingers roaming my insides, pushing the right buttons. I don't know why, or what exactly that is, but this feeling is awesome. Maybe, you could even add onto that and try to fit more than just one. Experiment if my body is able to, but even if isn't; force yourself upon and into myself, what doesn't fit will be made to fit, no matter how much i plead. You're the only one allowed to ruin my body like that.

I want to talk with emma in the meanwhile, and when she's starting to get weaker i want you to force me to smoke a w h o l e b0ng head quickly, which, totally tied up i will need your help with, but i want to be intoxicated badly, so i can be fully docile, compliant and obedient for you. I'd just have the request for some water inbetween <3

I don't have necessarily many rules, but;...

the safeword for my part will be simply toast. On the other hand, i want a milder safeword which isn't a full stop; 'hoch' out of context and said singulary, which I'd use when you're inside too deep in a way it feels like it's gonna cause serious health issues. This time, please don't leave any cuts if you should use a knife or anything, as this would be problematic mentally atm. And pls don't punch me, hitting and spanking is okay, just be careful not to dislocate my jaw <3 + lube. Even if i'm wet, please use lube because otherwise i will just be ripping open in different spots again because my wetness is not lubricating enough and that's not a kind of pain that could be in any situation pleasurable. Tons of lube <3 And no popping pimples or blackheads. Otherwise; as long as you cover my face with a pillow or blanket, you can take videos and pictures however you like as long as i receive all of them. And if you are going to put something in my ass, actually only please use the plug if you really want to put something inside. Not a fan, but I want to give you the chance to try what you feel up to <3 I'd like you to take your time not only because you promised me to go two whole days hehe, but also because I want my body to be fully ready for you, and only you <3 I just recommend you putting on the water proof beed sheet, or i can help you with at and serve my master a bit <3

Otherwise, you don't have to give a single fuck about me crying out in pain, begging you to stop, or anything else. Take me, dominate me, degrade me, hurt me. Take your sweet time or go as fast as you can. Leave me unknowing of what's about to happen to me next. I need my master inside me. Turn me into your obliging pet that's your's to take. Fuck, daddy please.. I can't wait for you to ruin me. I want to be able to see your marks and bruises, and wear them proudly just like a trophy, because nobody else would ever be able to turn me into such a mess. The thought of you taking me turns me on so much. If it's the case, and i kind of hope for it regardless, and i won't be able to walk without your help, i thank you and apologize for you having to help your cumdump to the bathroom <3 fill me up real good with your loads <3 i will promise to keep them inside as best as i can <3 can't wait for you to take what's yours, making me plead and beg in agony and pleasure, pushing me far beyond limits and corrupting my mind by letting all your darkest dreams out on me <3 if you got any specific wishes for clothing n stuff for me to wear or bring along, let me know before sunday <3 push me to the edge of insanity with overwhelming pleasure, and satisfy your own needs as well <3

[howtokill8sporesandarabit]

Tentacle smut , mentions of furries minors DNI. Shark boys, monster f*ck1ng, hardcore, uncensored, insane sex, long dick, noncon enjoyment, prisoner play, mentions of m & f parts on mc, orgy, 5mx1mc, not for general audiences. Slight homophobia, rushed.DNI MINORS

Skip the foreplay head 2 the smegsy .. bad writing but u can ignore it if u..

barely proof read btw .. u can also ignore it if u..

His tentacles dragged my figure around the wispy ocean, only my muffled screaming the only sound heard for miles. I knew i couldn’t leave. abandon even the thought of leaving the thought of getting away. was slowly fading from my mind. 

-

I held my breath, and rather than in a desperation to leave, I was trying to flail my arms away from the tentacles, tightly suctioned on my cold skin to hold my palms over my mouth, I knew I could breath. It was human instinct.

 “I’m so afraid, I can’t escape, will I see my family again? Will they believe me? Can I go free alive, will my limbs be intact. Could I even face this beast? Surely I’ll go free. I need to, but can I now?” 

Useless thoughts flowed endlessly like a river in my mind. My limbs had gone numb from the tight gripping of the tentacles, 

-

I winced in pain. 

“I winced?” Words had came out of my mouth. Suddenly the word felt still. The tentacle beast spoke to me, in a 

Raspy.. coarse voice, so deep it trilled like crazy. Which was hilarious.. How could a voice be so raspy, we were in the ocean, He’s so dehydrated. But I should wake to the real world, I can’t find something funny especially towards my kidnapper.  Not in this situation. 

“Why are you doing this? What’ve I done?” I whimpered as I shouted, trying my hardest to be pitiful for the slimmest chance it’ll let me go.

“Agh, You bastard… did you even listen to me speak.. You only asked more without regard..” The tentacles tightened, a scream came out of me. “I’m sorry, it’s a stressful… Ngh!” I felt something around my asshole. “I’m sorry! I’m so- Mphhhh!” a tentacle suddenly went into my throat, violating me. “Shut up! Shut up!” The tentacle beast had said, immaturely. He grunted a terrible amount, it was turning me off, slowly..

The tentacle came out my throat , leaving me more breathless than I already was. “Ugh.. just shut up.. Don’t talk till I say so.” I was afraid, isn’t this rape ? This was always hot when I masturbated to rape.. I guess it’s scary. When I get home I’ll stop. I should grow morals.  

Quickly, we arrived to a pocket of air in a huge underwater cave. “Get on your knees.” He said as his tentacles got off my eyes. He was handsome.. wait.. what? This is Stockholm. Shut up you sick ass. I slapped myself “Why are you taking so long, get on your knees.” He said demandingly. Tentacles came from his back.  Long black shiny hair streaked from his face, slit eyes, thick lips a perfect nose and great cheek bones. A massive dick too. I gulped hardly, getting on my knees, on the black sheets. “Suck it.” Huh? What? Suck it? This gay bastard… “Ngh!” A sensation  I felt when a tentacle was shoved in my little throat happened again. His huge veiny hands had pushed down on my head. “Gah! Ngh!” I was out of breath. “You’re shit at this, the shrimps in the sea do better at this than you. Did I overestimate humans?” He slapped my ass, hard. “Mmm! Ahh! Ngh.. ha…” I moaned, I came, and enjoyed this. “Yes.. yess.. more!. ahh!” I mumbled.  “What did you say? Louder.” “..I said I wanted more..”  shamefully, my head went redder than it already was. “Is that so now? He slapped my ass more, tentacles entered my ass, and his long 20 inches has entered me. “I’ll allow you to speak.” I gulped.. “Thank you…?” “It’s master.” “Thank you master!” I said nuzzling my head onto the sheets. Whoring like the bitch I was. “You’re such a cute lil bitch.” He slapped my ass, gripped my back and dragged me onto his lap. He held my waist, and swung me up and down, my belly inflated like Avalon! This crazy. I couldn’t move. His tentacles were holding me from movement, with my arms now in the air I felt embarrassed from my tits showing to him, as I rode his long.. inhumane penis.   “Fuck! Fuck! Yes!” My eyes reached so high, my tongue out and drooling. His dick reached my G spot, it felt like he had entered my belly. “Your man pussy, damn tight!” He started choking me, “Ahm… ugh… shit! You got tighter… you’re so slutty!” And as he cream pied my man pussy he let go, his tentacles freed, and I stretched my man pussy with my fingers. “Cream-pie me more master!” “I can‘t. I don’t like needy bitches bunny. I’ll call my friends to gang fuck you instead bunny.” “G..gang fuck? Alright master..!” I said, although I was afraid it was what I wanted.. “Wait 10 minutes bunny. They’re quite speedy.”  Gulp.. 

-

Suddenly, a group of men who resembled sharks with their muscular and dominating presence barged in. A man with dark brown hair asked “This your bitch? He’s small.” And chuckled. He was At least 9ft tall.. 5’7 was totally normal for a.. oh it’s not.. still! I wasn’t small..

He suddenly gripped my by the chin and made me face him, since I was distraught by my thoughts “Wipe your ass bunny, they’re gonna fuck you hard.” “Yes master!” Enthusiasm bloomed from my voice, I took a cloth and wiped my ass in a small crevice of the cave. My head had gone numb! I new it’s stupid to accept but gangbang!

 A red haired man, who looked outgoing also exclaimed. “He looks so tight, to make the so stubborn Kiel cum, insane. Or have you gone sensitive! You can be my bitch instead Kiel!” Then was suddenly air punched, he seemed talkative. And the annoying type too.. I found out it’s Kiel. Kiel is masters name !

And a man with mid length hair and white hair with blue ends said, “Looks great, look at his slapped ass.. subby.” He was a great contrast to that red haired over sharer. 

a man of few words. Then 2 more spoke, a cheeky prideful blonde aswell as a sly looking man with  green-ish hair. 

“Is that really a man? Looks damn feminine…” Which was… offending.  “This boy? Is he into bondage? The most important question.” …. I don’t want to fuck this green man. He doesn’t seem good.

-

“ Bunny, are you done?” “Yes master!” I gulped, as the men took their pants off, shirts off and showed their big not-stiff shlongs. Is that really not hard? It’s massive. Bigger than my feet… and it’s a size 13!  “Crawl here bunny, and spread your legs.” I heard murmuring, “Those clean bare legs..” “Nice tits!” “Kinky.” “How adorable.” “Looks edible!”  It was surely shameful… 

2 men came up to me, and put restraints on my legs. The red haired man whispered, “I’m Samuel, nice to know you.” A cold seductive tone, which was a starling contrast to his fiery tone of speech. And simultaneously long slender fingers traced my stomach, “Ngh..” a light moan came out of my mouth. “I’m Ivette, sweetheart.” Ivette pinched my nipples as he licked my milkers with his big, monster-slender tongue which made me moan.  

the green haired man whispered aswell. Chills ran down my spine, I gulped hardly. I heard  a box rip, and out came sex toys, vibes and an injection.. probably an aphrodisiac.. They seem experienced. A lot of these items come from land. We’re deep underwater.. which makes this more fearful, could these beasts also be hiding in land. “Ngh!” I was lost in thought, 3 vibrators were placed in my ass, 2 on my dick and 5 on each man breast.. Aggh! Mph! I felt  a sharp pain in my dick, and hole! They were syringing lube and aphrodisiac in my rectum and urethra ! No way no way! I felt sensitive to the point the breeze had me jizz!

“When did my masters do- mph!” The white and blue haired man was called Park-yeonwo. A Korean? To think we’re the same- “Ahhh! Oh! Ngh!” 2 massive schlongs fucked me, railed me, 2 people on each breast sucking, my masters tentacles suctioned around me, my masters dick shot in my mouth! Its like my gag reflex is gone! My head is insane! All their cum is delicious! This overstimulation was too much! “Fuck fuck fuck!” Their eyes squinted and their eyebrows furrowed! It was so hot, steam filled the room, their fuckin massive schlongs defiled me! My moans defiled the oceans! My cum sprayed like a fucking fountain! I shot shot and shot! My belly inflated with the massive dicks in me! My head fogged with the sound of sucking, my sweet virgin ass was fucking slapped abused and raped!  “I’m being impregnated !!!impregnated !!!impregnated!!!!” FUCK!!! I came on that sly man’s face, I was avoiding it… shit shit shit! He turned all the vibes up to max, laughed and slapped my ass, thee rest followed and slapped too!!! Ngh! Ngh! Ngh! Ahhh! Ahh! Aghh! I heard moans everywhere, from all 5 of them! All 5! I’m afraid but ♡don’t want to leave! Please make me cum more daddies! The three of them thrusted inside me while screams of love filled the whole room ! ♡ They came into my womb and.. mph! Next thing I knew I passed out with my eyes rolled up, with cum spewing on both ends.. shameful.. “Ah he passed out.” “Seriously? It wasn’t that intense anyways, boring.” “Humans are so weak..” “No, we’re just the strongest of our tribes.. dunce.” “Whatever, chain him up. Let’s bring him to land.” Chains bolted on my legs, I was shoved in a suitcase. “Mph! Mmpph!” I woke up  on a bed, in a huge room bigger than my home. It had tinted glass windows all over, yet had the things of a sex dungeon. I should wake up though, not the time to admire my surroundings.. after all. My slutty ass got myself into this by masturbating in the ocean..

“You bastards! Let me go you rapists!” I exclaimed but The smirks on their face showed that they wouldn’t.. I was treated like a sex sleeve! … “Let me rest you…” They showed a disappointed look on their face, yet murmured together and eventually let me off for a few minutes, they handed me water to drink after my throat was dry from all the deep throating and Moaning.. During my “break” I remembered how I acted while they fucked my bones out. Mind breaking.. How did I succumb so fast!? How embarrassing! It’s a bit.. overwhelming how they’re staring at me from above the bed, and shoving water down my throat.. sigh. This has got to be a nightmare, if I fall asleep I’ll wake up. 

-

I dozed off, slowly, and had such a good rest. “Ngh.. Ngh… Ahh!” I heard a  moan escape from my lips, “Already awake? Bunny!” He said as he made me ride his dick while holding me up and down. “It’s not bunny.. it’s lee.” I said sternly, but was only treated by a cheeky smile, and him mouthing bunny. “Wa-wait! Wait! Hold up.. Ngh!” His big beefy cup of sperm ejected from his dick that was inside me! My ass sluttily gripped onto his dick tighter, and went down balls deep! As if that massive meaty shlong was bad enough! His balls were huge! “Haa! That’s refreshing! Let’s go again!” “No. I’m tired.” I gulped anticipating him to allow me to rest. Like come on! Couldn’t he have woken me up? This sex driven shark boy! The only thing he has is a handsome face a chiseled body.. a huge penis.. and godly sex power.. As thoughts flooded my head, he answered, with a grin forming on his face, he whispered. “No way? I didn’t ask you?” His menacing figure suddenly became even more fearful. His aura was oppressing, instead of a cheerful and energetic muscle head. “S-sorry..” “Good doggy!” 

I think it’s obvious what happened afterwards. “Ugh.. it’s not closing.. I feel it dripping out..” I obviously was agitated and afraid, I’m being raped. Why would I like this? I may have sinned, but why would I be thrown in this situation. I’m sorry God, is this another trial I must past before I get happy? I prayed despite being religious as all alone, I desperately had to pray to someone who i dislike. I’m an ordinary person after all.. I can’t go through this alone. “Excuse me.. I asked anxiously, Please bring me to the room I was in a while a..ago..” “Huh? Sure. Though I still got some left in me..”

[suna-reversed]

kiss me more

Toji Fushiguro x fem!reader

head empty, just soft dom! toji fucking his girl stupid in full nelson :)

minors dni!

the header is made by me, do not repost

a/n: here with another one of my shitty hub headers😀 this fic was solely inspired by the lyric “I feel like fucking something”, powered by @neeqzs and my thirst for this dilf😩

(warnings/tags): modern au, unprotected sex, oral (f.receiving), soft dom! toji, nipple play, bulge kink, daddy kink, squirting, creampie, full nelson, edging, overstimulation, orgasm denial, slight choking.

It’s 2:47 am on a Thursday when you feel the mattress shift, a small hiss accompanied by a “fuck” as something falls to the wooden floor with a thud.

There’s a guilt ridden expression on the face of the same man who’s known for his coldness and stoic demeanour amongst all.

“Is he strict?” “Doesn’t it get boring?” “Do you just stay for the money?”

It’s a string of questions you’ve heard a dozen times ever since you started dating the man who now stands in front of you, scratching the back of his head, upper body bare as he meekly stands there in nothing but a pair of sweatpants.

Your eyes still burn from the broken sleep as you lift yourself on your forearms, a small yawn escaping you as you try to get a peek over at what the giant of a man had knocked over.

“I needed a new alarm clock anyways.” You mumble groggily.

He chuckles before lifting the sheets, sliding in beside you as a tattooed arm reaches across the small of your waist to pull you into his warm chest.

“Didn’t mean to wake you up angel.” His nose is nuzzling against the top of your head as he murmurs a small “I missed you”.

All he’s met in response with is a light huff.

“What was that?”

There’s another huff, followed by a small nudge against his chest. Toji smiles to himself, slightly shaking his head before pulling away so that he can get a clear look at your face.

“What’s got you upset?”

You don’t respond, opting for a roll of your eyes instead.

“Oh?” He raises a brow, thoughtfully tapping a a finger against his chin,

“Is it because I woke you up?”

“...”

“-because of the alarm clock?”

“...”

“-because I came home late-“

“You know exactly what it is!” You whine, swatting at his chest as you attempt to roll over and away from him.

You’re halfway through doing so when you’re suddenly pulled back against his sturdy chest, the burly man easily settling you against the pillows on your back as he comes to lean above you.

“Toji!”

You gasp as his head dips into the crook of your neck, tongue licking up a stripe to the back of your ear as his other hand easily slips underneath the fabric of your shirt.

He pulls back, the wanton need in your eyes making his cock twitch as he fondles your breast, making quick work of your shirt as he pulls it off.

The sudden gust of cold air prickles your skin, contrasting with the hot mouth that comes around your nipple, sucking it with fervour as Toji’s hand pinches and twists the other.

The sleepiness in your body seems to be replaced with electrifying hunger and you wail out loud as he pulls away, only for him to shush you as he positions himself in between your legs, fingers hooking into the waistband of your shorts.

“Let me make it up to you, okay?”

It’s not until he mentions it that you remember why you had been upset in the first place. Nonetheless, the sight of his chin resting against the apex of your stomach as he waits for your response and the ache in between your legs makes you mutter out your agreement.

It barely takes less than a moment for him to have you bare and dripping in front of his mouth, one of your legs propped over his shoulder as his thumb ghosted over your clit.

Toji’s still aware of the small pout that rests upon your lips, so he decides to not tease you any longer; licking a flat stripe against your wetness, tongue exploring your folds as his nose nudges against the small nub above. He hums against your heat as your hand comes to tug on his hair, his own instinctively reaching out, scrambling around the sheets till your other one comes to intertwine with it.

Lewd slurping sounds fill the room as he suctions the sensitive bundle of nerves into his mouth, two fingers coming to join his tongue as they easily slip inside of you. Your hips lift off the bed as you grind your cunt into his face, his fingers pumping in and out of you in a curling motion as he finds your sensitive spot, a tightness beginning to form in the pit of your stomach as his tongue continues its assault against your abused clit. Your thighs tighten around his head as you feel your release coming .

“fuck- ‘m gonna- gonna cum toji.”

Your back arches against the bed, the tension in your stomach about to snap just as he suddenly detaches his mouth from your cunt.

“No-” You cry as the waves of a half orgasm wash over you, an unsatisfying feeling crawling in your gut.

He’s panting as he regards your mewling form, glassy eyes filled with accusation as you glare at him.

“Fuck you, Toji.”

“That’s not my name, you know that doll.”

You groan in annoyance as he smirks.

“Oh? Want me to punish you more, do ya?”

There’s a smug look on his face as you shake your head in defeat, his hand reaching down to pull his hard member out of its constraints, letting it slap against his lower abs. You suck in a breath as he positions it in between your soppy folds, nudging your clit with his pre-cum covered tip.

“Please don’t tease, daddy.” You plead, jutting your bottom lip out.

“What do you want baby?”

There’s heat crawling up your face even as you lay bare and soaking in front of him, muttering out the words in a small voice as you hope he feels lenient enough to let you off the hook this once.

“What was that now?”

“Ah!”

The swift impact of the slap that comes against your cunt has you flinching in surprise.

“Need you to fuck me daddy- want you to fill me up with your cum, please-”

“There you go-” He groans at your words, the restraint snapping inside him as he slides a hand up your body to firmly grip your throat, “good girl”

You’re sure he’ll finally fill you up now, instead you’re left baffled once more as he slides his arms under you, rolling you over so that he’s on his back, reclining against the pillows with you on top of him.

“I wanna try something new, that okay doll?”

His mouth is right next to your ear as he speaks, hot breath against the side of your face as you nod.

“Turn over.” He’s lightly tapping your hip to usher you off him and turn around so that your back is pressed to his chest, cock placed right below your ass.

You’re such a pliant little thing for him, Toji feels a small burst of pride bloom in his chest as he regards how obediently you follow and listen, even though it was him who had supposedly been “making it up” to you.

“Such a pretty little slut, all for me.” He murmurs against the back of your neck, pressing a kiss there as he lines himself up with your folds once more, making a shiver run down your spine as he enters into you at the new angle.

There’s a burn in between your legs from how his massive cock stretches out your walls as you try to take as much of him as possible, your juices dripping down the length of his cock and down onto his balls. Both of you groan in unison as he finally bottoms out, your head falling back against his chest, eyes clenched shut as you feel him twitch inside of you.

“C’mon, open your eyes doll, look here.” His voice is gruff as he brings your attention to his hand that’s pressing against your belly, the outline of his cock visible in the slightest from where he’s buried deep inside of you.

“Look at you taking daddy’s cock so well.” A broken cry escapes your overstimulated body as his fingers move to flick over the sensitive bundle of nerves below, “You deserve a reward, hmm?”

“Ah, daddy! What are you-”

You yelp as he suddenly moves, his cock rubbing against your insides as he slides his arms under your knees, bringing them up till they’re pressed as close to your chest as possible, your legs left to dange in the air as his muscled arms support your form.

At this new angle, you feel like his cock’s moved in so deep that you might just feel it in your throat soon. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he starts moving his hips, bliss taking over your mind as he deeply thrusts into you, making you whimper with each stroke of his thick cock.

You let your gaze fall to where you two meet, a clear view of his slick covered cock sliding in and out of you, a clear ring of white forming at the base of his shaft as he continues to rut into you like a feral animal.

“Fuck- daddy, ‘m gonna cum- please let me cum daddy!”

Your words turn into incoherent gibberish as you go on, pleading for him to not rip away another orgasm.

“Go ahead and cum doll, show daddy how good he’s making you feel.”

You can feel his thrusts getting sloppier as he pants his words out, his pace still relentless as he pounds into you, making your legs tremble from overstimulation as your release crashes against you, gushing around his cock with a loud cry as he continues to fuck you through your high.

You hear him hiss as you squirt around him, your cunt clenching as he fills you up with his seed, balls twitching as he keeps fucking into you till both your liquids have made a mess of your cunt, not stopping until you’re rapidly tapping at his forearm.

He carefully sets your numb legs back down before pulling himself out of you, your completely spent figure near close to passing out as you slump against him.

“You did so well.” He murmurs as he pushes out the hair plastered onto your forehead, your eyes fluttering closed with exhaustion as you give him a lazy smile.

You wake up to the scent of vanilla drifting past your nostrils, warm water swishing around you as you take in the candlelit bath. You’re placed in between Toji’s legs, head resting against his chest as he massages your shoulders.

“There you are.” He whispers as you gaze up at him from beneath your lashes, “How do you feel?”

You give him a small grin, mind still a little too hazy to form a coherent answer before you realise what exactly had led up to the events a few hours ago.

“Did you really forget?”

There’s a small pout settling across your lips once more, a furrow in your brows as you look up at him, only to feel slightly annoyed as he looks back at you dumbfounded.

“It’s nothing, forget it.” You sigh, fingers tracing random shapes onto his chest as you look away.

A hand comes to your jaw, lifting it towards him again as he looks back at you with a knowing smile.

His hand is sliding through yours, something cold being pressed into your skin. You lift up your hand, opening your fist to see what lays in the center of your palm.

It’s a gleaming silver ring adorned with a diamond, and on closer inspection, you realise it has yours and Toji’s initials on the inside of the band.

Toji’s head dips down from behind you to press a kiss against your shoulder and you can feel him smile against your skin as he whispers,

“Happy birthday doll.”

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𝙁𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙬/ 𝙞𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙞 <3

Warnings: daddy kink, full nelson, exhibition, voyeur, pussy slapping, overstim, squirting, seijoh four, size kink, masturbation cum play, bukakke

Hajime Iwaizumi gets off on fucking you in front of his old teammates. All of you sat in the living room, the TV playing some game in the back, no ones paying attention. Hajime’s got your legs thrown over his arms and your back against his chest, full nelson. The crook of his elbows locking around your knees and hold you open for his friends to see, pussy on display so they can lean in and get a close up to your twitching clit. It’s enough to have tears streaming down ur face at the sheer stretch, feeling him all the way in your tummy.

Pounding up into you from underneath, cock sliding in like a charm. It makes a loud squelching sound each time his hips make contact with your ass. Tits bouncing as you whine and gush all over his lap. You can’t even get out the words to tell him to slow down, give you a minute to find something to hold onto to. Grabbing onto his neck, arching your back and pushing your breasts out more. Makes the men want to reach out and tweak your nipples, but they can’t - not unless Hajime says they can.

“Love bein’ a whore for my friends huh? Spreading’ your legs for anyone that’ll shove their cock in you.” Hajime growls, nipping your jaw from behind. You shake your head at his words, more tears slipping down your hot cheeks. And the boys groan at the sight.

“Aww, don’t be too mean to her,” Tooru coos, voice a mocking sweetness. “After all, the little slut might like it.” You keen, whimpering at Tooru’s words. Camping down harder on Iwa, and gripping his neck tighter. Haji hissing when he feels your nails dig into his skin.

“Told you she’d like it.” Hajime grunts, pace never faltering.

You can barely keep your eyes open, but the sight of the other three men fisting their dicks makes you try harder. Tooru is leaning forward, staring with a smirk on his face. He keeps teasing you both, saying he could do better - which makes Hajime pound even harder. Makes a brutal ache form in your pelvis, the tight coil in your tummy grow tighter.

Issei’s got a loose grip on his monster cock, and you’re almost glad Hajime said no to sharing, because even being stretched to your limit on your boyfriend, you don’t think you could take Issei whole. Makki looks so good, bare chested and tightly pumping his cock to the sight of you. Head slightly down as he stares only at your gaping pussy.

It’s all too much, the brutal snap of Hajime’s cock hitting your cervix, pussy sore and aching. The three gorgeous men who’re jerking off to you and your whines. Telling Hajime to go harder, go faster, do it all over again till you’re spent. Till you’re creamin’ around his length and leaking, a small ring of sticky translucent white wrapped around the base of his dick and dripping down his heavy balls. You’re spaced out and delirious, drool pooling and slipping out of your mouth, teary eyed with a misty glazed look that makes the rest of the guys moan and tug their cocks harder. God they all wish they could have a turn.

“Come on princess, give me a few more.” Hajime demands, panting next to your ear. How is he not tired yet? You throw your head back on his shoulder, “can’t, too much Haji - please,” you whine. Your legs are absolutely useless from being pulled apart so long, numb down to the bone and there’s a cruel soreness in your hips. Hajime pinches your thigh and you yelp,

“You know what to call me baby, won’t ask you again.” You whimper at his tone, it’s more embarrassing than being split open on front of his friends. And they all look at you with wide eyes expectingly. You mumble out the words, so soft they can’t hear you. But if it’s what they think it is then they want you to scream it, and they antagonize your for it.

Issei is grinning, sitting up and cupping his ear, “what was that? I couldn’t hear you over the sound of you getting your cunt stuffed.” You flush, heat burning your ears as you try to look away from the group. More tears welling in your eyes, you secretly like it and Hajime knows it because he can feel you leaking over his thighs, feels you get slicker and your gooey walls get tighter around him. You can hear their snickering, even Hajime is chuckling quietly behind you. “Come on baby, tell them what you call me, ‘else I’ll have to punish you.” He spits with a particularly angled thrust, hitting that deep spot inside you that makes your eyes roll back and gasp.

Your eyes go wide, yelping loudly when you feel a harsh slap against your clit. “Sorry! Sorry daddy! Pleasepleaseplease I’ll be good daddy I promise!” You scream, gushing all over his cock, spraying out all over his lap. The men swear you make it it over their legs, and the entire group is groaning. You know they’re all going to bust soon, and your Hajime is going to as well.

“You guys can do it now.” You croak out, voice hoarse from screaming. They all take that as their cue to stand over you, busting over your chest and tummy. Iwa letting a moan slip from his mouth at the sight of you covered in his friends sticky cum, letting go as his tummy clenches and he’s pumping you full again. Your tummy aches from the amount of cum inside, and you know it’s gonna hurt tomorrow. You’re all panting and spent, you the most.

“We’ll that was fun. We should do it again.” Comes Tooru and the entire group is nodding. Hajime kissing your cheek as you doze off, yeah you’ll definitely do this again.

[peachycoreroo]

i was thinking, what about boys from haikyuu losing game and taking their anger on their s/o in bed to the point s/o is saying safe word, crying? if that's too much, just make them really angry, hurting s/o with words.

i was thinking about Suna, Kita and maybe Shirabu?

characters: suna rintarou, kita shinsuke, shirabu kenjirou

genre: smut, slight angst, fluff at the end

word count: 1.8k

warnings: fem!reader, angry boys, established relationships, spanking, one (1) face slap, choking, vaginal penetration, oral m!receiving, usage of ‘whore’, ‘bitch’ and ‘slut’, heavy degradation, semi-public sex, pretty harsh words are said, safe word is used

authors note: uuu this is my first darker piece for hq, but it does end in fluff!! i tweaked it so it fits the timeskip, but just a friendly reminder that this is pure fiction, your favs love you and would never hurt you<3 here's a link to my masterlist

pt.2: kuroo tetsurou, oikawa tooru, tsukishima kei

suna rintarou:

it wasn’t often that your boyfriend resorted to pounding the living shit out of you immediately when you had sex, usually opting for teasing you till you couldn’t take it anymore and begged him to fuck you or took the reins in your own hands and rode him till you were both shaking from overstimulation.

this time, was bad though.

the japanese national volleyball team just lost the finale of the olympics, resulting in them only getting the silver medal. no matter how amazing the second-place sounded, it still hit hard to miss the big gold by a hair.

just like how hard suna was currently hitting your ass, as he fucked into you in the empty changing room of the team. you only wanted to check on him when you saw how dejected he looked as he left the field with the team, when the tall brunet just ripped down your clothes and bent you over, fury dancing in his greenish eyes.

you knew how hard rintarou and his teammates worked for this. it was only natural they couldn’t celebrate. losing is still losing, no matter if you’re getting a medal.

“f-fuck, rin, it hurts”, you wailed, tears already streaming down your face from the full-force slaps that were delivered to your sore ass cheeks. being bent over with only the locker in front of you and sunas’ hands on your hips as a leverage to not fall face first on the floor, slowly took a troll on your tired body. it also didn’t help that your legs were barely able to keep you up with how powerful his thrusts were.

“shut the fuck up and take it, worthless whore”, he growled furiously, thrusts only increasing in speed, and a hand sneaking to your front, wrapping itself around your neck. the cruel comments that usually caused your cunt to flutter and eyes roll back, suddenly made your heart sink.

you knew he was angry at being defeated by the opposing team and not at you, but you couldn’t stop the heavy feeling in your chest, or the tears that seemed to multiply at his cold remark.

when the adjustment of his hips caused him to hammer his fat tip painfully against your cervix and his hand tightened harshly around your throat, your knees gave out and you tried to scream only for nothing to come out of your mouth.

“useless, fucking bitch, can’t even stand upright. why do i even keep you around?” he aggressively huffed, not paying any attention to your comfort. you couldn’t take this anymore.

your body went completely limp, as you whispered a small, choked ‘silk’, not even being sure if he heard, when his mind was so clouded by rage.

but he did. and his heart painfully clenched when he recognized the hurt tone in your voice, instantly letting go of your bruised throat and ceasing his thrusts.

guilt filled him as he pulled out and finally looked at you to see you sobbing uncontrollably, arms wrapping protectively around your form as if you were afraid of him hurting you.

“hey… hey, y/n, sweetie, look at me.” suna’s gentle tone had you looking up at him, your vision blurry as your pained expression met his tender one.

“’m s-sorry i couldn’t help you, r-rin’. ‘m sorry y-you lost”, you stuttered out helplessly.

here you were, crying and in pain, but still thinking about him. the brunet was sure he didn’t deserve you.

“no, i’m sorry, pretty. i got carried away”, the tall volleyball player whispered softly, his large palms cupping your cheeks, “i love you and i never want to hurt you. please, forgive me.”

the guilt etched into his handsome face showed you just how bad he really felt, your lips lifting in a small smile. “’s ok, rin’. i love you too.”

the tall male breathed out a sigh of relief as he embraced you tightly and kissed your forehead. suna rintarou would never get carried away like this again. that, he promised himself.

kita shinsuke:

when kita got home, all dejected and upset because some assholes decided to trash grandma yumie’s precious crops in the darkness of the night, you opened your arms with love and understanding. what you didn’t expect however, as you asked how you could help, was to end up on your knees with your boyfriend abusing your throat for what felt like hours.

your knees were aching from the uncomfortable position on the hardwood floor, throat painfully contracting around his thick length as he pounded your mouth as if it were your cunt, jaw hurting from holding it open for so long.

you felt like you would pass out any minute, and while normally kita would immediately sense any of your slightest mood shifts when you were being intimate, he didn’t this time.

where there was usually a caring boyfriend who wouldn’t take his gaze of your face and always asked if you’re doing okay, was a guy who had a far away look on his frowning face, only using you as an outlet for his anger.

the white-black haired male was almost scarily quiet, only occasional grunts and growls escaping his lips. your gurgling and gagging sounds as he hit the back of your throat with every forceful thrust were painful to listen to, and you couldn’t wrap your head around your boyfriend not realizing what he was doing to you.

as tears streamed down your numb face, you weren’t able to stop your teeth from grazing his fat cock, your throbbing jaw not cooperating with your brain anymore.

kita let out an animalistic growl as he pulled out of your wet mouth at once, a sudden slap to your tender cheek startling you.

“you asked how to help and you’re doing exactly that, but can’t even do that for me, huh?”, he spat almost hostilely.

the hurtful words, the harsh slap and the rage painted on his usually calm and kind face made your heart ache, as you sobbed out a ‘peach! shin’, please! peach!’

kita suddenly felt as if he awoke from a hypnosis, when he heard you cry out your safe word. as his -now clear- gaze fell on you, he couldn’t help his chest from painfully tightening. you only offered to help, and he’s gone and hurt you like never before.

falling on his knees in front of you, he pulled you into his strong arms, rocking you both side to side as he apologetically murmured ‘i’m so sorry, angel’ and ‘i love you’ over and over again into your messy hair.

“m’ okay, shinsuke. just wanted to help", you sniffled against his chest, making kita close his eyes out of pure shame that he did that to you.

“let’s get you into the bathtub and i’ll cook your favorite, how does that sound love?”, he whispered softly, as if afraid that any of his next movements would make you break.

the next few weeks you barely got to do anything, kita shinsuke always glued to your side and immediately taking over any task that was thrown at you.

shirabu kenjirou:

being a med student was fucking exhausting. shirabu had spent months writing a very important thesis about certain brain tumors on newborns, only for his professor to give him a c. something about it not being detailed enough.

“fuck you”, shirabu spat as he was sitting in front of the fire place in your shared apartment, throwing all 80 pages of the “not detailed” dissertation into the fire.

“ken’? what are you doing?”

“burning this fucking nightmare. ’m gonna drop out, fuck this shit”, he almost growled furiously. coming up behind him, you wrapped your arms around his neck from behind, leaning down to ask lowly: “you want a better way to deal with your anger?”

that’s how you found yourself bent over his lap with your panties dangling at your ankles. the spanking wasn’t new, your boyfriend being super pissed while doing so, was.

the first few slaps went as usual with you clenching around nothing and enjoying the rubs to the tender flesh shirabu hit a few seconds prior. after, it suddenly went downhill.

all at once, the soft caresses ceased to a stop, his calloused palm from years of playing volleyball coming down on your ass with full force and the copper-haired man spewing some of the most degrading stuff you’ve ever heard.

“fucking slut, getting off to this. you like it when i use you to let out my anger? i’m having a hard time while you’re just being a horny, selfish fucktoy”.

at the last sentence, you froze. did he really think you were using him? you only wanted to help, but his cold words continued. “gonna beat your ass till it’s sore and aching, you won’t be able to sit without remembering what a useless fucking girlfriend you were while i needed support.”

the logical part of your brain knew, that your boyfriend didn’t mean it. the anger got the best of him, and he just threw around accusations like he wished he could do at his asshole of a prof.

but the bigger, sensitive part of your brain convinced you that he meant every single hurtful word. you weren’t even hearing what derogatory stuff was spilling from his lips anymore, vision blurry and ears ringing from the pain you felt in your chest as well as your ass cheeks.

was this your fault? was it wrong to try and help? maybe you should’ve given him some space.

a particularly hard spank brought you back to reality, suddenly tasting the salty wetness of your tears seeping into your mouth as you cried out a loud ‘pumpkin!”, trying to push yourself out of his lap and landing on the floor with a loud ‘thud’ as his hands instantly let you go.

shirabu could only look at you wide-eyed when he saw how you were choking on your sobs and crawling backwards, just to get away from him.

“please don’t hit me anymore!”, were the words, that would haunt kenjirou for the rest of his life. he could feel himself tear up when it hit him what he did to you, his precious girlfriend, just because he was angry at a prof.

“baby, i- please i would never hit you like that on purpose, i- “, the male felt his throat tighten up and with a quiet sniffle he embraced you tightly, craving the warmth of your body. “forgive me, i love you so much, please don’t go.”

as you started to calm down, your arms wrapped themselves around him, wanting to be close to him as well, because no matter what, he was your biggest comfort and you still loved him.

“’m not going anywhere, kenji’. just… please don’t do that ever again”, you murmured against his temple.

“never.”

[lorebite]

i promise || Dylan x Ryan (The Quarry)

Inspired by this cute little piece of art by @mayugoo.

Warnings: none. Just some tooth rotting fluff. This is an AU where the events of the game didn’t happen and everyone goes back home safely.

It had only been a short few minutes of silence and the tires jostling over rocks before Jacob’s obnoxious choice of music began blaring through the speakers. The heat, the bumpy dirt path and everyone pressed together in the backseat made the drive almost unbearable even though they had just pulled out on the road.

“Dude, can you turn that down?” Kaitlyn’s hand resurfaced from the can-of-sardine-esque cluster of bodies to slap Jacob harshly against the shoulder. “I can’t even hear my own thoughts.”

Jacob flipped the volume button down before peering at her over his shoulder with a toothy smile. “Since when you use that moldy brain of yours?”

“Since I decided I’m gonna karate chop your stupid ass.” She fired back.

“Yeah, well, good luck with that,” he turned the music back up. All the way up. Almost as if to taunt the girl. He wiggled his eyebrows playfully at her. “It’s a six hour drive to the main road. So, suck it up, buttercup.” He yelled over the music.

Kaitlyn resigned with an irritated scoff and sunk back into her seat, muttering incoherently to Emma on her left.

Dylan shifted uncomfortably. His leg had grown numb under half of Ryan’s weight who had seized the right side of his body since they took off. He tried to adjust himself, unwittingly sliding his arm around Ryan’s shoulder. By the time he noticed where his palm sat – hanging limply over the other boy’s chest – he decided he was only going to move it if he heard him complain.

Dylan stared at Ryan’s side profile; he was lost inside his own labyrinthine world once again. And Dylan found himself envious of it. Of how he easily could slip into his shell and let the outside world roll off his back on demand.

Ryan’s eyes followed the slender line of trees perched on the side of the road, the chaos inside the car lost on him as he engulfed himself within the noises resounding through his earbuds. He was listening to another one of his podcasts, no doubt. Dylan tapped him gently on the shoulder with the same hand resting against him. He turned his head and pulled an earbud out, a soft questioning hum flitting through his lips.

“Are you listening to that – what were you listening to again?”

“Oh, it’s just… um… it’s another one. This one’s a true crime podcast.”

“Can I listen, too?”

Ryan gave a one shoulder shrug and handed him the idle earbud.

Dylan could still hear the ungodly loud music through the other ear, now weaving frustratingly into the narrator’s voice as they spoke quietly over the uneasy clanks of piano keys. 

He could make out words, chops of sentences, and he tried – he really did – to fill in the blanks himself but it proved to be more of a chore than an enjoyable experience. And he soon found his mind wandering, the world around him sinking beneath the weight of his thoughts.

This felt oddly normal. Domestic. Like an everyday occurrence for him. For maybe Ryan even. Like a kiss on the cheek when he came home after a long day. And why wouldn’t that kiss be from Ryan? Why shouldn’t it?

The image made his heart swell with warmth. The idea of having Ryan as a bigger, stronger presence within his life. But he had, yet to give Dylan a proper answer that would account his feelings. If he had any for him, to begin with.

And so, the warmth in his chest gave way to a dull pang of hurt. This was stupid. Wishful thinking. They didn’t even live in the same state. Once they hopped off on the main road, it was good bye till next year.

Dylan’s string of thoughts was torn as he felt a foreign, yet welcoming pressure on the back of his hand, and the gentle brush of warmth against his skin. He looked down to see Ryan’s pinky finger creeping across his, slowly curling into a loose half circle as if he meant to hold his hand just by that pinky.

A grin took up Dylan’s face at the sudden realization. He looked back up to meet Ryan’s soft eyes. His lips bore the reminiscence of a smile and his eyes glimmered in the sunlight, like a pair of dark marbles with swirls of smoked honey.

Dylan’s ear suddenly opened way for the familiar gentle plucking of strings and the quiet lilt of the vocalist. It was his “wake up call” song he played over the radio every morning back at the camp. Ryan had argued once that the song was too soft but he couldn’t argue against its charms.

I won’t run away no more. I promise…

And now it felt as if he was speaking through those lyrics.

“Hey, that’s my song.” Dylan said softly.

“I know.”

The smile on Ryan’s face grew as Dylan averted his eyes shyly. A pleasant warmth flooded his cheeks, his own lips curling into a smile. Ryan clasped his hand around his, threading their fingers together as he peered out the window once again.

That future – maybe it wasn’t so uncertain anymore.