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𝑱𝒐𝒉𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓
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➵ title came from putting kinky and pink together. Pinky just didn't sound right, so I put both, lol.
➵ tw sex toys, price being the sweetheart he is. Oral sex, p n v, not very kinky, but idk what to put for a title 😭
Tip: If you just want to skip to the smut, go to the image of the cat! (It's okay, I understand).
He loved your pink room, your pink clothes.. your pink everything. (And your pussy obvs) He loved spoiling you for your plushies and makeup... even going as far to get you hello kitty toilet paper. Which you only convinced him to do by telling him it was limited edition or something. He couldn't quite remember. But what he did was one of your orders following that one.
You often asked him to get you things, which he wasn't opposed to. He'd do it every time, happy to see your joy when the packages came. But this time, he just liked to see what you would get.
It was some link you sent him from Amazon. A link to a cart. Which he rightfully looked through, curiosity taking over his thumb. He was greeted with multiple sex toys. What my cock isn't enough now?
Needless to say, he was a bit jealous. Jealous of a dildo? Maybe. But could you blame him? It was a fucking pink one too. Even the dirty stuff had to be cute. He continued through the order, buttplugs.. specifically the ones with gems. All sizes for some reason. He knew you were far too tight for all of them, but that would be a problem for later.
Ribbons. Ribbons? Why ribbons? And why is it the thickest ribbon he'd ever seen? He knew. But he didn't want to know. Not now.
Up until this point, you thought he'd never go through your orders. He had never before, why would he when you decided to get sex toys the one time?
One time, it was indeed. Price kept looking through the order, the classic fuzzy handcuffs making eye contact with him. He loved you. He really did. He loved the sex life you guys had. He loved everything about it, but everything in his being was him praying those ribbons weren't to tie him up and do weird shit to him.
John wasn't a very kinky man. Dick inside pussy, done. He never got the extra stuff. It was sex, not a Damm puzzle trying to figure out which hole the toy went in? He knew you. Inside out, and this was something he was.. clearly not familiar with. He was a bit scared. But at least the rest of the order was body wash.. and 2 large bottles of lube.. for some reason.
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You never knew he had gone through the order, so when it finally came a few weeks later you were intending on surprising John.
So when you perked up on the couch bolting to the door, John was already getting nervous. He really hoped you weren't about to cuck him with a damn dildo and tie him up with those fucking stupid ribbons. John was making his own personal vendetta against the ribbons.
Like you didn't have enough already? He groaned, rubbing his face as you had already brought the package on the dining table. He got up walking over to you.
"Why don't we open it later, yeah? Watch a movie?" He suggested. Jesus, he could already feel his body betraying him. Getting tied up wasn't something he would like, but his groin was really telling a whole other story. Maybe it was just ribbon? Right?
"No.. I wanna open it now. You'll love the stuff I got, I promise." You smiled at him, not noticing his whole little crisis going on. You just went to get a knife to open the package, revealing.. thankfully, the body wash on top.
"I wanted to try out a new scent, I heard good things about it." It was vanilla macaroon or something like that. He was mainly focused on the pink underneath the bodywash. That dildo hated him. Stupid fucking piece of plastic.
He could see the fuzzy pink.. the shiny metal of the 3 fucking butt plugs. Fucking three. "I bet it smells good." He choked out. It was only now when you finally started to notice his demeanor. And his odd placement. His hands were on the table, right at the edge. His body was pressed into them, perfectly aligning his junk with his hands. Thankfully, he was able to hide it.
You grinned, knowing what was under the bodywash before pulling the bottle up, revealing your.. toys. John let out an audible sigh, slight relief he didn't have to act like he didn't know. Now, he didn't know what to say. Maybe what he had thought about the toys?
"Why'd you get all this? Is my dick not 'nough now?" He said in his gruff voice, slight chuckle following. You just laughed, shaking your head. "No, I just thought it would be funny. I already named the dildo, his name is Bartholomew."
"Wonderful name." John followed, swallowing. You even named the thing. Part of him wanted to know if you had named his.. or if that would just be weird. Maybe it's just john? Or captain..? John was really overthinking the dildo. Hated the dildo.
"You really need the dildo- Bartholomew?" He corrected, immediately feeling self regret. Was he now respecting it?
"Yes, because what If you're not here and I'm lonely?" You were really just fucking with him. It was a dildo, just something to fuck when you were bored or something. Or when john was deployed.
"I think that I'm much better than a hunk of plastic, love." He said, glaring at it. He couldn't stand the thought of that taking his place. If anything, you could've gotten a mold of his instead. Not some pink thing with little to no detail.
"I agree." You responded, glancing at him. "I think it'd be better if you had cuffs on, though." You added, watching him turn his glare towards you. "If anything, you should be wearing the damn cuffs, sweetheart." He moved off the table, pouring the box out on the table.. little clunks following before he grabbed the dildo packaging, opening it and pulling it out before putting it to his junk.. trying to compare sizes with his memory. "Mine's bigger anyway." He concluded, dropping the dildo on the table with a plop.
"What if this is bigger? You jealous?" You teased, grabbing the dildo as well before slapping it for fun. It did have recoil. That was obvious.
"No." John replied dryly.
It was a few weeks after the purchase of the sex toys. You had really forgotten about the dildo until john walked in your room one day, messing around in there for fun. He was just messing around with you, looking at the various things in your room. It was all pink. All of it. Pink comforter, pink anything. If It was in there, it had pink.
"Why do you have so many serums..?" John turned back from your vanity, looking through all of them. You did have too many, but they had cute packaging, so it was fine. "'Cause." You replied, leaning back on your bed. You had a princess bed, obviously. You were a princess, after all. John was the one that insisted on them, actually. And he was definitely correct on getting them. You had little things scattered through the curtains, like personal items. Pins from places you been, little self awards, etc. John looked at your vanity for a second more before going to your nightstand out of curiosity, opening the drawer, only to be met with what he dreaded most. That stupid fucking dildo. He'd stand by that til the end of time.
His dick was better. He knew that, you knew it. So why did you need this pink dildo? "Why you still got this?" He held it out, earning a laugh from you. "I was gonna put a sharpie face on it, never got around to it. Do you want it?" You teased, and he just gave you a glare. "No." He said, observing it before dropping it in the drawer and getting on the bed as well.
"You have a boyfriend, dear." He said dismissively of the dildo. He no longer wanted to call it by its name. It didn't deserve to. If anything, his dick should have its own wardrobe and identity. But even his dick knew he belonged with you.
"So I'm just supposed to suffer without you when you're gone? Or use my fingers? It's not exactly ideal, john." You said a smile on your face. He only watched you silently. Thinking.
"Have you used it yet?" He asked. He really hoped you hadn't.
"Why are you asking?" You only answered with a question, john moving atop you.
"I just wanna know.. tell me." He purred, obviously sweet talking you before he kissed your neck, nibbling on it as you only giggled.
"Why should i?" You said, playing with his dog tags as he practically ate at your neck.
"Dont make this hard for me..." He pecked your lips, one of his hands creeping down your legs and rubbing them.
"What're you doing, john?" You asked playfully, watching his hand cup your pussy, rubbing it through your panties. His hands were always better than yours. John really knew how to make you melt because soon he was in between your legs, his tongue lapping at your heat.
His nose pressed against your clit as his beard tickled you a bit.. you hands tugging at his slightly grown out hair. "Fuck- god..!" You bucked your hips, watching as he grinned. His hands were placed over your thighs, keeping you close as he licked and sucked your poor clit. His nails dug into your skin while he continued to ravish your pussy, keeping you still.
You were a mess already. John knew you. Like he knew every spot to make you moan his name, to make your hips jolt into his face.
He shook his face in your cunt, your breath hitching as he slurped vigorously. His lips moved up and wrapped around you clit, sucking hard as he watched you writhe above him.
One hand came down.. one finger probing your entrance as he sucked your clit hard.. then soft.. then only giving it little licks as his finger slipped inside you, easily with how wet you were. He curled it, watching as you squirmed even more. He added a second finger, repeating the action, but faster. You moaned, eyes rolling back. It felt so good coming from him. Any other man and you would've been dry, but john wasn't some stupid man. He was experienced with you, of course.
"You like that ?" He edged you on, only making you nod as he continued to slurp at your cunt. You were so much wetter than you thought. The room was filled with lewd sounds of John's fingers entering you and leaving you and his sucking.. it was all too much. "John.. oh my God. Don't stop.." Your words were barely audible as you shut your eyes, your pussy tightening around his fingers as they slowed down, his tongue hardly licking your clit now as he watched you melt above him. You licked your bottom lip, looking at john as your thighs tightened around his head, his tongue gliding back down to suck your juices. "Tastes so good, babe." He purred, only making you more lustful.
He finally stopped, moving up between your legs before giving you a kiss, John's hand slipping up your top to cup your tit. You kissed him back, tasting yourself on his lips before he began undoing his belt, quickly getting rid of his pants and boxers.. slipping his shirt off as he nibbled on your neck, his cock rubbing against your clit as he moved his hips slowly. It was purely just to rub your clit and get him off while he groaned softly, taking in your scent.
John was covered in hair on his chest, and his happy trail made you go mad. His dick had to be better, though. As you bucked your hips, moaning a bit yourself while you tried to get more stimulation. John then slipped himself inside you, earning a gasp from you as he started slow. Even after fucking him so many times you never really stretched enough for it not to hurt a bit.. so every time you did fuck his cock always managed to make your cunt falter. And that's what he was doing now. "Tell me.." He taunted.
You watched him slip in and out of you steadily.. his nose still buried in your neck as he began to get quicker.. your hands squeezing at his back a bit only for him to begin to pound into you, at the perfect spot. You moaned, not holding back as he suckled on your neck, surely marking you. He didn't hold back, eventually moving from your neck and holding your face in place as he fucked you.. really pounded into you relentlessly. "No.." you weakly responded, getting a smile from him.
"I can tell you're just as tight as were last time.." He grinned, knowing his effect on you.
You weren't really capable of making noise now. Not when he was hitting right at your cervix, little whimpers streaming from your mouth as he kept going. "Is that dick good? Hm?" He grunted out, hardly getting a little nod from you. You could barely move. Your nails were clawed in his back.. and you could only register how good it felt... and how good he was. "Yeah?"
He fucked into you, beginning to rut his cock further inside you instead as he inched closer to release, only making him go rougher. "Fuck.." He hummed roughly, keeping a strong hold on you as your cunt only leaked more arousal.. he was practically milking you of everything you had while you just let him, the pleasure far too much to stop.
Soon, john was even getting sloppy, trying his best not to cum, but it really was the inevitable. He stayed inside you, rubbing your clit as gentle as possible, strings of little whimpers and moans coming from you. Your neighbors were definitely sick of the weekly fucks.
"Shh.. quiet, princess." He said softly. He was a gruff man, so his soft voice was more of a soft smokers voice. To shush you, he leant down and gave you a long kiss.. rubbing circles into you clit while his cock began to slowly piston into you. You kissed him back, his tongue entering your mouth as you made even more noise for him.
Your back arched, hips bucking into his hand while you tried to get more stimulation, and john gave you exactly that. His hand quickened, as well as his thrusts, while you just couldn't take it.
Your pussy was absolutely covered in your arousal, and the base of his cock was collecting your juices, creating little froth. John's finger grazed over your clit, and that was what made you break. You let out a lengthy moan, and it didn't take long for him to realize you came. He took his finger off, instead pulling from the kiss, creating a string of spit between you two. "Good girl.." Your pussy appreciated those words, your thighs trying to close desperately as you shook a bit, squirming while you felt him fuck you a bit faster, helping you come from your high.
Your mind was blank.. you couldn't even think of the consequences if he came inside you, but by then he was buried deep in that cunt of yours, fighting back moans as he came.. rutting up a few times. "S'so good." You mumbled, barely audible. John just chuckled softly, pulling out despite your pussy trying to suck him back in.
He moved back up, kissing your neck again before getting off the bed and slipping his boxers on, taking your shirt off. "I'm gonna run you a bath, alright?" You nodded, him picking you up while you clung to him, allowing him to bring you to your shared bathroom, turning the faucet on for the bath while you stood in it.. only feeling his cum seep out of you. John acted with a towel, cleaning you off with pleasure and a sweet smile. He was definitely better than your dildo.
He would be throwing that out tonight, for sure.
Honestly, I lowkey hate the dildo too. Don't blame him.
Anyways, this took a while. Sorry if the smut is bad, I tried my best, lol 😭🫶🏻 I could've added more detail to the smut, but idk I kinda just wanna get this out of my drafts, so here you go
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*eats the incubus x angel writing* delicious, absolutely delicious! (*˘︶˘*)♡ i really enjoyed it, and i completely understand!! also, the wait was totally worth it!!! i luvved it!!!!X3♡ (also, also, random wittle thing, could i gets a part 2?:3 i have become enamored with the idea of large, angel reader just being the most submissive and obedient top for a dominant and flirtatious incubus^ω^)
:3 anon
... for you.... merry valentines :3
dombot afab incubus x amab subtop angel...... realness. chillin on earth, cw;; glimpse of amateur pussy eating and missionary.
it was confusing.. your relationship wirh him and all. making you learn all sorts of new things about your body... you couldn't not be near him. he was just so pretty and tiny, you can't control your urges to not be around him !! going as far as bringing him to one of your favorite places on earth.. showing him around without knowing that he's totally seen everything ur showing him but willing to play dumb and indulge you just to see ur face light up as he expresses his delight. so cute.. finally, bringing him to a spot, seemingly uncharted yet tamed island.. it was calming,, even having a little nest for him to lay in, acting all shy as you present it to him... butterflies swarming his tummy as he reaches up and squishes your cheeks in his fingers, smiling and showing off his sharp teeth,,, pulling you down til you were practically hunched over just to meet him face-to-face and tonguing you out LOL.
indulging in conversation, somewhere comfortable.. him mentioning something about his pals from faraway land... your face, seemlingly without realizing, growing stoic as he mentions a close "friend" of his. not even such.. he didn't have friends... he only had you. you would be happy to now that he didn't let himself be used for the fun of it, instead using your semen to live off of.. who knew angel cum was so energizing? who knew angels could cum? he didn't think they had it in them, so damm judgy when they happen to cross path. assuming they all had some sort of stick up their ass; something along the lines of punishing themselves by denying their own orgasm... happy to have met you. you were so happy and excited to see him. completely different aesthetics.. complimenting each other so well, he likes to think so.. your large wings fluttering as he greets you sweetly, wings that seem to disappear in existence and suddenly pop back in whenever you so pleased them...
a bit startled at the sight of your dead face... but so welcoming. he hadn't seen this expression before.. immediately assuming; "huh? wh-what.. what, are you jealous?" his face lights up at the thought of his big strong angel being jealous over him mentioning someone else. gazing up at your hulking frame with dazzling crimson heart-shaped eyes, his thin tail, tipped with a heart shape, swishing around in interest.. thick, grey toned thighs rubbing together for friction to ease his poor aching pussy,,, he can't help himself - just being around you gets him so riled up, even without trying! so cute, seeing you get all surprised and bashful... his eyes glancing downward to your thighs; wanting to see the thick muscle that rested in-between underneath your robes..
"what? i am not.. jealous.." your face darkens in color; embarrassed and looking away from the tiny... short incubus that stares up at you, knowing everything there is to know about you and your body... "that's.. i could never.." hunching over to make yourself smaller, rubbing ur thighs together as you look away..
"you are.. you totally are!" he snickers to himself, covering his hand daintily over his plump lips.. what a perfect time to take advatange of your spluttering form.. laughing and teasing while guiding you down, face leveled to his pussy... talkin bout;; "gotta make it up to me now.. lying to my face like that, angel.." he tsks softly, hand trailing down and spreading his dripping cunt; watching as your eyes seem to lighten,,, "why don't you start by.." trailing off as you finish for him - a bit too eager to please, no?? inchin closer and sliding yr tongue up his fleshy folds,, catching all his juices on yr long tongue that he seemed to take a liking to... spreading his lips open yourself; lips attaching to his clit just like he showed you; sucking, licking... holding his thighs from squeezing your head too hard.. before he was pulling you up and hurriedly grinding his cunt along your dick, no time to act startled as he was aiming yr dick to his slit and pulling you forward by your hips roughly, his tail wrapping around your thigh awkwardly as you fil him up to the fucking brim - choking on his breath from the sting of his pussy stretching to accomdate yr thick cock, never able to get used to the size of you... butterflies swarming his tummy, all giddy;
wrapping his legs around your waist and pulling you deeper into his cunt, leam arms laced in leather straps around his biceps around your neck as you bury your face in his shoulder... whimpering like a big ol baby as you throb in his snug ribbed pussy,,,, stretching him painfully open. of course, cumming relatively quickly with soft cries that would one mistake you as being really upset... but showing for it as you make yourself last second time around and positively ruining him.. obviously that deserves some praise for ruining him of all things..,, "its like we were made for each other, angel... we just fit each other so well don't we????" and yr cock bulges from his tummy. him looking at it in wonder and pressing on it, breathless. so eager to watch it fall and rise every time you pumped into him.,,,, hand curling over your neck and convulsing on yr dick as he cums on your dick, riding it out and grinding into you as you hump him into the soft surface he was lounging on...,, pussy overtly ensitive, but shrugging it off just so he can feel you rock into him at a sloppy pace..
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