#sub!Sebastian

[safetycar-restart]

Which one of the subs would be into temperature play? Like candle wax and ice cubes?

Or just imagine maybe boypussy seb with hot wax on his nipples but icu cubes on his clit?

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I... 🐞 anon you rarely come into my askbox but when you do, you drop absolute masterpiece brainworms like this. I've been thinking about this for like two days. Incredible. I'm gonna write a bit about a few drivers, including boypussy seb :))

CARLOS:

Carlos was my immediate thought for temperature play, because I think he loves bondage? So tying him up, blind folding him and then having fun with different temperatures would drive him insane.

You swop between wax and ice, never letting him being able to predict what the next sensation will be. You also drip the wax dangerously close to his cock. You would never actually drip wax on his cock, and Carlos knows that, but he loves the rush he gets when you get close to doing it, loves that he has the trust in you to know you never would.

PIERRE:

Temperature play forms part of his pain kink I think? And he also loves being marked up. So seeing himself with drying wax all over his chest is fucking amazing. Sometimes you'll even take pictures of him like that? You show him once he's recovered and it very nearly makes him get hard again.

He also does actually like ice on his cock. Well not likes, but he wants it. He especially loves when you put an ice cube right on his balls. He loses his mind, crying and begging for relief.

BOYPUSSY!SEB:

Firstly, I think his nipples are really sensitive? He loves when you pinch his nipples or suck on them, loves when you leave hickeys all over his chest too. So when you decide to try wax, it's a no brainer that you try it on his nipples. And yeah he fucking loves it.

The ice on his pussy is a complete surprise though. He he has his eyes closed, and he knows you're playing with temperatures. But he has no idea he's about to get ice on his pussy. You don't tease it either, just press it lightly on his clit without warning. He yells, thighs clamping on your hands.

You swop between the hot and cold sensations without break, and seb is going insane.

Maybe you put a vibe inside him? You only stop when he cums.

[sleep-0-deprived]

I shouldn’t cry, but I love it

Men that are protective over you and are very touchy when you cling to them. Men that comfort and hold you when your sad and put their arms around your waist from behind

Men that treat you to dates and let you rest your head on their chest. Men that like it when you are clingy and give you everything you’ve never had.

Men that will handcuff you to the bed and dress you up in the finest lace. Men that are very carful when prepping you and treat you like a precious doll.

Men that call you “sweetheart, baby boy, doll” in your ear while they fuck you roughly. Men that love the smell and taste of your body and drives them crazy.

Men that spoil you and will fuck you anywhere. Men that will worship and praise your body like you are a god but will fuck you until you can’t walk.

— Toji, Geto, choso, Nanami, Fyodor, Crocodile, Mihawk, Daisuke, Gyomei, Kakashi, Gojo, Jean, Sebastian, Itachi

[maxillness]

I Love You || Toro Rosso!SV5 x Engineer!Reader

Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, taking virginity, virgin!seb, alcohol consumption, thigh grinding, praise kink, orgasm denial, nipple play, sub!seb

Wordcount: 1.6k

Tag list: @e-nonsense @babyprofessorsharkpalace

He knew it was wrong. He knew it was wrong to imagine it was her hand wrapped around his cock while he jerked himself off in his drivers room with her on the other side of the door

But, mein gott, did he want her bad

He loved seeing her hands work so delicately on his car, and absolutely anything around the garage

He loved seeing her hips sway slightly as she walked around the garage

He loved her

But she was a few years older than him, and well… He was a virgin, so, she probably didn’t want him the same way he wanted her

They were out celebrating his win. The whole team and some of the other drivers were at the closest club they could find

They were all drinking, talking, having fun. But she felt bad for Sebastian. She knew he had a hard time with flirting

So seeing a girl walk away from him after they had talked, made her stomach drop

She slowly walked over to him, sitting on the bar stool beside him, turning her body towards him

“I feel bad for you, Y’know?” She started by saying “That you have a hard time flirting” Taking a sip of her glass

“Didn’t want her” He avoided her gaze, feeling it boring into his soul

“Why? She’s pretty” He didn’t answer “Wait. Did you finally get a girlfriend?” She asked with a big smile on her lips

“What? No” He finally looked up at her with knitted eyebrows “Just have an eye on somebody else” He mumbled, feeling the heated crumbled up on his cheeks as he looked down into his almost empty glass

“Really? Who? I wanna know” She said, leaning more into his space

“It’s… I doesn’t matter” He said, trying to find the words before regretting it

“You obviously like her a lot if you’re going to reject such a pretty woman, so it must matter” She said, putting a hand on his upper thigh

He hid his face in his hand, hiding the blush away. She pulled his face to look at her, pushing his hand away. She smiled lightly seeing the blush on him

“Who is it, Sebastian?” She felt him relax into her touch

She didn’t expect his next actions. He pushed her hand away from his face, taking his own on the back of her neck, pulling her into him, smashing their lips together

He didn’t expect her to kiss back, he really didn’t. Neither did he expect her hand to travel further up his thigh, closer to where he needed her the most

The kiss was messy and wet, Sebastian clearly inexperienced

“Take me. Please” His grip loosened on her head, mumbling into her mouth, eyes still closed

“Seb-“ He attached their mouths again, cutting her off to say something he didn’t want to hear

She stood up from the stool, pulling away from him, earning her a whine from him. She dragged him with her, pulling them out of the club

She didn’t care if any of the others from the team saw them. He needed her, and she happily obliged

She was forcefully pushed up against the wall of the elevator, pushing the air out of her lungs

It hurt when she made contact, but it was soon no matter when Sebastian’s lips was on hers again

Her hands went from his waist down over his hips and settled neatly on his ass. She squeezed lightly, making him whimper into her mouth

He barely got a chance to grind his hips into hers when the door to the elevator opened. She pushed him off of her, pulling him with her down the hall

He held tightly on her hips, pressing his hard-on into her ass as she found her key-card. They had barely entered before she was yet again pressed up against the wall

His grip wasn’t hard, so she could easily turn them around, and so she did. She had him pressed up against the wall, pressing on his waist

“Just let me take care of you, Sebastian” She said, almost in a whisper, her lips grazing his neck

“What? N-no! Let me-“ He tried wriggling his body out of her grip, but with no use

“You’re inexperienced, Seb… Let me take care of you” She finally fully attached her lips to his neck, making him hold in a whimper

“I’m not inex-“ A moan ripped his words from his throat as she put her knees between his legs, pushing slightly at his crotch “Bitte…” He whimpered, pushing further down into her knee

“Wanna let me take care of you?” She said, smirking to his skin on his neck

“Fuck, yes, please” He started rolling his hips, using her thigh to get harder and more aroused

“Good Boy” He shivered when her cold fingers lingered on his body as she pulled his shirt over and off of him

Her hands went down his body, feeling his skin on her. Her hands stopped at the waistband of his pants, sucking lightly on the skin of his neck

“Bitte… Fuck me, please” He grabbed her wrist guiding one of her hands down to the button of his jeans

“So impatient” She grinned, soothing the bruises with her tongue

She worked on the button and zipper with one hand while the other pressed on his abdomen, stilling his motions on his hips

She noticed the wet spot on his boxers the second she pulled his pants down and let the fall to his ankles. She chuckled at the sight, making his knees feel weak

She put two of her fingertips on the wet patch, making him moan low and hold onto her biceps

“You’re so wet. All for me?” He shyly nodded his head “I need words” She said, pushing hard on him

“Yes! Yes, all for you. All because of you” His eyes were screwed shut and head rolled onto the wall behind him

“Thought so” She smirked and sank down to her knees, making her look up at him

He managed to open his eyes when she pulled down his boxers, making his fully hard cock spring free and land against his abdomen

She let them fall down with his pants before placing small kitten licks on his tip as she grabbed the back of his thighs

His moans were loud but breathy “Sheiße. Stop teasing, bitte” He tried rolling his hips into her mouth, but she pulled away “Please! Es tut mir leid!“

“Behave” She said, looking up at him with hooded eyes. He whined, but put his hips against the wall again “Good boy”

She got back to his tip, swirling her tongue around it, smirking as she heard the beautiful sounds she drew out of him

She finally gave him what he wanted. She sank down on him, hallowing her cheeks. She started setting a slow pace, making sure her tongue traced his vein every time

His body was already shaking slightly, his moans shuttering. She sped up, making his body shake even more rapidly

“I’m gonna-so close” He barely managed between his moans. She pulled off of him, earning her a whine from him “Why-“

“Wouldn’t want you to come to fast, now would we?” She asked kissing his lips softly “Step out” She mumbled into his lips, and he obeyed immediately

Her still clothed body guided him towards the bed, pushing him down lightly “It’s not fair” He pouted, hands tugging on her shirt

She chuckled, but obliged. She pulled her shirt over her head and pulled down her pants, leaving her just in her bra and panties

When she got her panties off, she sat in his lap. His hands went to her waist as her own on her back to unclasp her bra

His lips immediately went to one of her nipples, making her sigh in pleasure. Her hand tangled in his messy curls, soothing his scalp

“Lay on your back for me” She said, tugging lightly at his hair. He did so, still holding her waist

She bend down, lips going to his collarbone, kissing light kisses “We don’t have to if you don’t want to”

“No, no. I want to. Please” He said, arching his back off the bed

She chuckled, leaning back. She raised her hips, lining herself up with him. She slowly sank down on him, earning them both a moan

She let herself adjust to him before starting a slow pace. He gripped her thighs tightly, encouraging her to go faster

She found a steady rhythm, meeting his upwards thrusts halfway. Her hands and arms trembled as she placed them beside his head

“God, you’re taking me so well” He whimpered at her words, blushing “Filling me up so good” She kept praising him, kissing over his face

“Fuck, feels so good” He whimpered, his eyes screwed shut, head rolled into the bed and arched back

His body was starting to shake again “Are you gonna come for me, Sebastian?” She teased, one of her hands going to her clit, circling it

“Yes, fuck, so close” His voice was shaking as well, barely understandable words coming out

“Come for me, good boy” It only took a few thrusts before he came, holding her down onto him

The feeling of him filling her up sent her over the edge, her whole body shaking. She caught his lips in a soft kiss as his breathing came back to normal

She pulled off of him, earning her a whine from him. She went to the bathroom, finding a damp towel, cleaning them both up

She pulled the sheets over his body before laying down beside him, his back pressed against her front

“You okay?” She asked, wrapping her arm around him, kissing his shoulder

“Mhm” He said, nodding, obviously too tired to answer “I love you” He managed out anyways

She was startled at his words, but smiled anyways, pulling his body further into hers

[yvng97]

The wayyy she slam him against the door…. It was giving omega!Bucky REAL BAD 🫦

[animasola86]

SMUT DRABBLES*: Toy

A/N: Another snippet of a smut scene, *a little more than a drabble, but oh well, it kept evolving. Again, you can imagine any character here! This time, we have some oral sex, deepthroating, masturbation, edging and a little dom/sub dynamic.

WARNING: NSFW! Explicit sexual content! // WORDS: 689 // AO3

He's given her a toy to practice with.

It's big, looks like his cock, can be suctioned to surfaces. It's intimidating.

She's kneeling in front of it, imagines she's sitting between his legs, arms folded behind her back. Eyes closed, tongue extended, exploring the stiff ridges, round edges, hard, cold material. Not the same.

It's better when it's covered in her saliva, warmer, but it's not him, doesn't twitch and throb, there are no groans and grunts, no hand gripping her hair, guiding her head, forcing it deeper.

It's all her. She sucks on it, hollows her cheeks, slurping it into her mouth, tongue flicking around it. Eyes closed, imagining him, remembering his scent, his taste, his dominating presence.

She pushes her head down on it. It's so rigid, too hard, unyielding. She forces on, tongue flat against it, lips strained, back of her throat. Her body jerks when she gags around it, coughs, splutters, keeps going. Eyes watering, can't breathe, imagines his big hands on her head, pushing down.

It's in her throat, she's dizzy, there's so much spit, no precum, only her. No air. She holds it, hears his voice in her memory. “Good girl.” Back and forth, head bobbing, tip on her tongue, tip in her throat, up and down, in and out.

There's no release, no thick creamy cum filling her mouth, dripping down her throat, filling her belly. Just spit and tears. She practices until she almost faints, fighting the gag reflex, getting better, wanting to make him proud.

She's drenched once she's done, sweat, spit, tears, arousal. When she forces herself to stop, she falls over, hands between her trembling thighs. Fingers not enough. The toy is off the wall and slips into her with ease. She's shaking, can barely hold it, wants him to hold it, push it in and out, mercilessly, ignoring her whines. Forcing her to the edge.

“Not yet, baby girl.”

His voice is in her head, so close, so warm. She fights the pleasure trying to devour her, pulls it out, pants, pushes it back in, always close. She's whimpering, crying and sobbing, pleading with her eyes squeezed shut.

“You may come.”

Relief. Release. Exploding pleasure, body convulsing, hips off the ground, thighs pressed together, shaking, gasping, coming so hard she's seeing stars. The toy is forced back in.

“Again.” She obeys, keeps going, pushing further. All for him, through tears and hand cramps and body spasms. Mouth wide open, gasping for air, for reprieve.

Her head is being lifted, supported by strong hands, his scent fills her nostrils, something warm on her face, bent back, neck tilted, upside down. Warm and heavy and soft. Him.

“Keep going.” Fingers cramping around the toy, imitating his cock, and the real thing slips into her gaping mouth, straight into her throat. She doesn't gag, doesn't open her eyes, feels her throat bulging, feels full on both ends. Content, satisfied. Sucks around him as he moves his hips against her face, in and out, tip on her tongue, tip squished in her tight throat.

“Gag.” She does, body convulsing, cunt clenching, spit and precum in her mouth. She's so dizzy. “Good girl.”

The reward comes with a groan, a grunt, a jerk of his hips, tightening balls slapping against her nose. Release. The toy is forced out, muscles tense, fluttering, her hands and thighs wet, a muffled, helpless moan from her stuffed throat. She can taste him as he fills her mouth, rewards her for her effort. Warm, sticky, thick, slipping down her aching throat, gulp, gulp, gulp.

The pressure is gone, he remains, his taste on her tongue, heavy in her belly. His hand on her sweaty face, caressing, wiping away the remnants of her devotion, a thumb pressing against her quivering lip.

“Such a good girl,” he says, and she smiles softly, tiredly, eyelids too heavy to open. “Now turn around. We gotta practice on the other hole today.”

A deep shiver, instant tension, anticipation. She scrambles to her feet, turns, positions herself, presents, ready for more practice. For him.

“Yes, sir.”

MASTERLIST // AO3 // ORIGINAL WORKS

MORE SMUT DRABBLES:

A Steamy Shower

Car Inspection

Sleepy

Tension Relief

[concreteangel92]

Letting Go

Noah Sebastian x female reader

18+

Warnings: sub!noah, dom/sub relationship, bdsm, oral (f&m receiving) PiV, whipping (kinda) being restrained, praise kink, wearing a collar and lead (not pet play as such but take it as you will)

So after writing my little headcanon the other day (read here) I had to write this immediately, sub Noah just hits fucking different, scratches that itch ahaha hope you all enjoy!!

Tags: @reyadawn @bruisedleftknee @like-a-omen @ladyveronikawrites

MASTERLIST

It wasn’t often you switched roles. Noah was always the dominant one, the one in control, the one who held all the power.

But sometimes he gave that all up to you.

Recently Noah wasn’t himself, he was withdrawn, exhausted and stressed, he was clearly over worked and burntout. Thankfully he’d made the decision to cancel his summer tour and focus on his health and mental wellbeing. Something you were immensely proud of him for.

You were there for him when he needed it. You held him while he cried, stroking his hair and holding him tight to your chest. You done everything you could to take his pain away as best as you could.

Seeing Noah this way, it was no surprise when one night he snapped at you extremely harshly over nothing, he was just letting out his emotions, something he caught straight away. Noah looked so defeated, you gave him a gentle kiss to ease his fears and you saw his soft eyes looking back at you, he wanted to let go completely, he pressed his forehead against yours and said how he wanted to please you, make it up to you, how he wanted you to take over and that’s exactly what you did.

Now you had him naked and tied up with his arms wide across the bed, you wearing one of his favourite black lace lingerie sets, his head was thrown back, letting out low guttural growls as you whipped his chest with your leather flogger.

You’d been using it to run feather light touches across his body with the tassels before bringing it down harshly leaving red marks that no doubt stung, you’d be worried that Noah wasn’t enjoying it, but seeing him hard and heavy against his stomach told you otherwise.

“Did I deserve those harsh words earlier?”

Noah shook his head, that wasn’t good enough so you whipped his chest hard again.

“I believe I asked you a question!”

“No mistress, you didn’t deserve it, I’m sorry”

You rang your fingers gently across his thigh making his cock twitch.

“And now you want me to look after you?”

Noah opened his eyes to meet yours, a true vulnerability in them.

“Please”

Putting your toy down, you crawled between his legs, nails running down his sides as you heard his sighs. He was so hard it looked almost painful, you saw the beautiful vain running up his shaft while his tip was bright red with pre cum already coming out and you’d barely touched him.

You grasped him in your hand and gave a slow, firm stroke which cause his hips to buck upwards. Leaning forward you licked him up and down before you swirled your tongue around the tip.

Noah cried out while pulling on his restraints, you moved one hand into his hip to keep him as still as possible while your other hand continued to gently stroke him at his base and you took him into your mouth hollowing out your cheeks and then moving up and down, still holding his hips down which he was struggling to keep still.

“Fuck…your mouth feels incredible”

You hummed around him and picked up your pace while your other hand reached to gently massage his balls. Noah was a groaning, whimpering mess which had you clenching on nothing, he sounded so beautiful when he was like this.

You pulled your mouth off of him and crawled up his body until you were hovering over him.

“You ready for me my sweet boy?”

Noah vigorously nodded his head.

“Please, please I need to feel you”

You stroked his face gently, letting your thumb dip into his mouth slightly which he sucked onto. You sat up more while grabbing onto his hard length, you waited for Noah to make eye contact with you before you simply moved your underwear to the side and slid yourself down onto him causing you both to moan out.

“You fill me up so perfectly baby”

Praise was Noah’s true weakness, you felt him twitching inside you immediately.

You placed your hands on his chest and started to move your hips, your pace slow at first but soon picking up.

“Fuck yes….I don’t think….I’ll last…. last long tonight”

Noah was so worked up already, his cheeks were flushed red, sweat had formed on his brow, his hair was a tussled mess, you could see tears in the corner of his eyes as he screwed them shut and the groans he was making you could feel in his chest. His hips started to rut up into you and you knew he was close.

“Mistress…I’m going to….

You cut his sentence off bluntly.

“Beg for it”

You slowed your movements ever so slightly, causing him to whine.

“Fuck mistress please, please, please let me cum”

“You going to fill me up like a good boy? Go on then baby, cum for me”

That was definitely what tipped him over the edge as you slammed your hips down onto his faster, he let out a choked cry as tears slipped down his face and his head rolled back as you felt hot ropes of cum paint your walls causing you to moan with him.

You rode him gently while his high came down and when you felt his body relax, you stilled your movements letting Noah catch his breath.

“Oh my god, that was amazing thank you”

You gave him a smile and reached over to the bedside draw and pulled out a collar and lead and waved them in front do him.

“We aren’t done yet pup, I’m going to put these on you and then release your hands”

Noah nodded his head, knowing what was to be expected of him.

You gently put the collar around his neck and hooked the lead to the end of it before reaching over and undoing both of his restraints. Noah let the feeling come back into his arms properly and then you tugged on the lead to bring him up to you.

“You’ve made me very dirty baby, so you’re going to clean me up. Every. Last. Drop”

Noah groaned and you felt his cock once again twitch inside of you. You slowly slipped yourself off of him and rolled onto your back, you pulled on the lead to bring Noah in between your thighs and hooked it under your right thigh so you’d be able to pull him in.

You spread your legs and watched Noah’s eyes dilate. No matter what roles you two played, Noah could spend hours going down on you.

“I’m waiting”

Noah wasted no time and dove straight into your dripping cunt, his mouth attached to your clit first which caused you to arch off the bed and cry out when he started his almost starved attack.

“That’s it baby….clean me up”

Noah dipped his head down and stuck his tongue straight in, gathering both your juices into mouth with no hesitation.

You pulled on the lead to bring his face even closer and wrapped your other hand into his hair keeping him in place, not that he minded from the loud groan you heard and felt on your core.

“Oh my Noah…don’t stop”

Noah continued to eat you out and taking what was left of his own release, once he was satisfied, he moved back up to work on your sensitive bud while he slipped two of his inked fingers inside, setting up a relentless pace.

You felt your release coming, your stomach was getting tighter, your legs were shaking around his head and you couldn’t stop the moans and cries coming out of you. Pulling on the lead even harder, you felt that coil inside about to snap as you grinded into his face.

“Fuck….Noah right there, I’m going to…”

Your words got stuck in your throat as you screamed out while your legs clamped around his head still shaking and you arched off the bed. Noah kept a good grip onto your legs to keep you grounded and carried you through the aftershocks of your orgasm.

You eased up on the lead so Noah could pull back and what a sight he was, the lower half of his face was completely drenched, his eyes blown and his hair messy from your own hand. He looked beautiful.

You tugged on the lead gently and pulled him into a kiss.

“Thank you baby, you were so good for me, always my best boy”

“I will always be your good boy mistress”

Noah kissed you again sweetly and you removed the collar from his neck and discarded them next to the bed. Noah then cuddled up next to you and you wrapped your arms around him, he rested his head into your chest and you started to rub soothing circles into his hair until he fell asleep.

You knew when he woke up, the roles would once again be reversed, but in this moment, he was your most special good boy who needed to be looked after.

[niilue]

Congrats on 3k!!

Could I get Sebastian + pegging + pampering with a female reader plz? 💗💗💗

⎯ sebastian michaelis • kuroshitsuji

cw: dom reader, female reader, pegging, pampering, very sensitive sebastian, mention of mistress, third person pov

niilue's 3k event

sebastian's mistress, (name), wastes no time in undressing him, roughly pulling off his clothes and tossing them aside. her hands trail down his chest, over his hardening nipples, and further south, over his stiffening cock. she licks her lips as she takes in the sight of him, knowing exactly how to make him lose control. she straddles him, positioning her wet center against his throbbing length, and slowly begins to lower herself onto him. the feel of her warm, wet skin sliding down his shaft is almost too much for him to bear.

as she begins to ride him, her breasts bounce freely, teasing him with each thrust. she leans forward, her weight pressing him deeper into the mattress, and takes hold of his hands, lacing their fingers together above his head. with each powerful stroke, she drives herself harder onto him, grinding her hips against his pelvis. she can feel the strap-on against his ass, teasing the entrance, and she knows he's ready for her. with a sharp thrust, she pushes the head of the toy against his entrance, slowly penetrating him as he arches his back in anticipation.

the sensation is overwhelming, both foreign and yet somehow familiar. she begins to thrust harder, faster, feeling him stretch and yield to her command. his moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as she takes him roughly, claiming him as her own. she can feel the tension building inside him, and she knows he's close. with one final, brutal thrust, she pushes him over the edge, feeling him tense and spasm beneath her. as he comes, she holds him tight, rocking gently against him as he releases himself into oblivion.

as sebastian's orgasm subsides, (name) continues to ride him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. the strap-on feels incredible inside him, stretching him in ways he never knew possible. she leans down, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers, "that's it, baby. take it all." her hips buck wildly, driving the toy deeper and harder, triggering pleasure centers within him that make his toes curl and his fists clench.

"oh god, mistress…" sebastian moans, his voice strained as he feels her ride him harder. he clenches his fists in the sheets, feeling her breasts brush against his skin with each thrust. "please, don't stop…" he arches his back, pushing himself deeper into the mattress, needing the release that she's teasing him with. with each passing moment, the strap-on feels more and more intense, stretching and filling him in a way that he's never experienced before.

as their bodies move together in a frenzy of passion, he feels his own climax building, threatening to break free at any moment. "i'm close…" he gasps, his hips bucking up to meet hers. "i'm so close…" he can feel his orgasm building, the sensation growing more and more intense with each passing second. "please, let me come…" he begs, his voice cracking with desire.

with each thrust, the head of the strap-on massages his prostate, sending waves of intense pleasure coursing through his body. he feels like he's on the brink of another orgasm, but this time it's different. it's like his body is being rewired, reprogrammed to accept this new sensation, this new kind of love.

as (name) picks up the pace, their sweat-slicked bodies slide against each other in perfect harmony. she reaches down, grasping his cock, which is still semi-hard, and begins to stroke it in time with her thrusts. "that's it, baby," she urges, "come for me again." and he does, his orgasm crashing over him like a wave, his body convulsing as he releases himself deep inside her.

finally, spent and satisfied, (name) collapses onto him, their chests heaving in unison. she kisses him tenderly, her breath warm against his skin, and whispers, "you're such a good butler. so very good." as he lies there, catching his breath, he can't help but feel a sense of euphoria washing over him. he's never been so thoroughly and completely taken care of, and it feels… perfect.

(name) rolls off of sebastian, her breathing heavy as she lays beside him. she strokes his hair, her fingers lingering on his sweaty brow. "there's my good boy," she coos. "you did so well." she kisses him softly, her lips lingering on his for a moment before pulling away. "now, it's time for you to relax."

she stands up, walking over to a chest at the foot of the bed and retrieves a warm, damp cloth. she returns to the bedside, gently wiping away the sweat from sebastian's face and chest. as she does so, her touch is soothing, almost maternal. "there's my good boy," she repeats, her voice soft and soothing. "that's it, just relax."

sebastian feels himself drifting deeper into relaxation as she continues to tend to him. his body aches pleasantly, and he feels a sense of contentment he's never experienced before. he watches her as she works, marveling at the way she seems to radiate warmth and love. when she's finished, she climbs back into bed, spooning him from behind. she wraps her arms around him, pulling him close, and nuzzles her head against his shoulder.

"there now," she murmurs, her breath tickling his neck. "you're all cleaned up, and you're safe with me." sebastian feels a tear slip down his cheek, followed by a shuddering sob. he hadn't realized how much he'd needed to hear those words, how much he'd needed to feel this kind of love and acceptance. (name) holds him tighter, kissing his shoulder gently, and whispers, "shhh… it's okay, my love. you're safe with me." and in that moment, sebastian knows he truly is.

word count: 950

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Certified Good Boy Posture™️

[animasolaoriginal]

I N F A T U A T E D ♦️MASTERLIST

original story ♦️ unnamed characters ♦️ very explicit smut

ruthless nightclub owner ❌ innocent young woman with a crush

SUMMARY: She is a girl dancing in the club that he owns - and one day, their eyes meet, things unfold and escalate quicker than any of them expected, she specifically. He soon declares her his, and she follows, submissive and infatuated as she is, unaware of the sexual journey she is about to embark on.

GENERAL TAGS/WARNINGS: NSFW! Age gap. Size difference. Dubcon elements. Dom/sub dynamic. Praise kink. Free use. (More tags at the beginning of each chapter! Read carefully!)

S E A S O N ◾️ O N E (10 chapters/~60k words total)

chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 4

chapter 5

chapter 6

chapter 7

chapter 8

chapter 9

chapter 10

S E A S O N ◾️ T W O (10 chapters/~70k words total/WIP)

chapter 11

chapter 12

chapter 13

chapter 14

chapter 15

chapter 16

chapter 17

chapter 18

chapter 19

chapter 20

NOTES: I tagged this Dead Dove: Do No Eat for a reason. Please be aware of the themes mentioned above and at the start of each chapter. This is dark, unhealthy, and frankly very self-indulgent. And fiction, never forget. None of this is real. If you don't like any of these themes, please do yourself a favor and do not read/engage!

On a different note: I kept this purposefully vague when it comes to physical descriptions, so you can imagine any character here, if you like, or keep it neutral and anonymous, it's totally up to you!

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[domreader-headcannon-scenarios]

Inspiration for muzzled Sebbie?

It's spring, so heat and mating time!

Sebastian gets touchy feely and keeps trying to give you hickies and smooches to try and release his feelings as well as get you aroused (even doe he knows you have important work to do...)

He won't come and ask for help when you're free. It's always. When. You're. Working.

So what do we do to bad demons that can't learn to be patient or properly communicate their needs? We muzzle them. (Desensitisation too if you're okay with that)

Leash him. Tie him to the table and have a bar (idk what it's called) separate his legs permanently so he can't try to rub himself out. The only way he can get pleasure is try to hump your foot till he admits he's been bad, apologises and asks for help directly

Oooh!! This is so good!! (A spreader bar I think is what you’re talking about? It forces a subs legs apart and keeps them like that)

(ALSO I CANT BELIVE I HAVEBT DONE FOR DESENSITIZATION??)

Sebastian (demon forms, teasing, nuzzling, basically underlining pet play, ed:ging, slight pact play, ruined org*sm (once), )

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Spring caused a lot of things to bloom, and you don’t mind when it comes the only thing you get annoyed by is your butler getting into his yearly heats. He couldn’t wait till you finish any work before he’s getting handsy, practically inhaling your scent as he whines about how badly he needs you.

You’ve spoiled him in the past really, you indulged him preavously during his heats and now he things you’ll drop everything you’re doing to stroke/blow him whenever he’s aroused. (Which is basically 24/7 with this horny demon’s heats) He oversteps boundaries, nipping and biting at any exposed skin he can get close to, leaving a ton of sharp, clearly in human bites around your wrist, neck and shoulders.

You had to wear scarfs when it’s 70 degrees out! It was so frustrating so you had to get a few ‘gifts’ to remind your dumb mutt his place. A pretty black muzzle, it would fit him perfectly and a bright pink collar and a matching leash! Even a little name tag for him (along with a phone number to call) to wear.

Before you were even in your house, Sebastian was on you, shoving you against the door, pressing his body right against you and leaning down to kiss you. You bring your free hand up to push him away, he quickly nips your hand and holds it firmly in a painfully sharp grip between his teeth.

You hiss in pain. “Let go.” You say firmly, you get a playful growl in response but he doesn’t let go until you make it an order. You glare at him as you bring the bag up to his eye level. He huffs and looks you over, seemingly not interested in the bags contents as he reaches to fondle your chest.

You grab the leash first, showing it to him. The clink of the tags and the leash get his attention and he stares at it for a second and shakes his head. “No, M-Master just, a hand?” He guides your free hand between his legs and you have to force his pact to stop him. You drag him in the house.

You snap the collar on and give the leash a firm yank, Sebastian in turn bows his head as he lets you pull him along. He whines as you drag him him to your kitchen. You notice the heavy boxes stacked on the table and without missing a beat, you tied Sebastian’s leash tightly. He looked at you like a kicked puppy, lightly tugging at the leash, the table moving as you step away. “Stop.” Your order forces him to freeze.

“M-Master, I cant r-reach you?” He ask in a confused tone. He tries to resist the pressure by rubbing his thighs together to stimulate his aching cock. You had just the item for this! You ordered him to strip (much to his delight) and grab a spreader and once he had kicked off his pants and undergarments, you spread his legs and lock it in place.

Unsurprisingly he was hard, making a mess. With a hushed tone, you speak clearly and slowly. “Don’t. Move. The. Table. That’s an order.” Sebastian groans and presses as far as he can without moving the table, when he reaches for you, you step just out of his range. A whimper escapes him, he claws the ground in frustration and uncomfortably sits on his heels, legs still forced apart. His cock bobbed and given how swollen it was and it was already dripping, you imagine how much it must ache when he can smell that this is arousing you as well.

Not to mention his heat, you can tell all he want is to just buck into you until he’s seeing stars, but now you won’t even let him touch you. “M-Master? I need you…why aren’t you…” He trailed off with a whine glancing between his cock and then to you. “Please?” He whines out.

His cock gives a few hopeful bobs before you step forward. You press a leg between his legs, watching him quickly buck up against your leg. You pull back before he even gets to touch you, earning a growl. “Bad boy!” You step out of his range right before he can grab you. To his embarrassment, his cock was drooling in anticipation, a small puddle of pre pooling between his legs.

“You cant take what you want. You are my dog. You only get what i give you, and you obey me. Be good, I’ll reward you, as your first punishment…” A grin spread across your face as you grab the last item in the bag. You are quick to put it in Sebastian, startling him enough that he didn’t struggle, seemingly not sure how to respond.

Once it clicked in place he seemed to snap out of his trance and you step back. To your amusement he shook his head first, but the muzzle didn’t come off, without being able to see the clasp, he cant easily get it off. He reaches up and feels the contraption on his face.

“Master…you’ve….m-muzzled me? I cant… bite you. I-I cant kiss-“ You force his head up to face you. Before you can speak, he pulls you down, nuzzling into your neck, you can feel his tongue drag over the bars to try and taste you. You growl at him.

“I order you to let go right now and sit like a good dog.” He releases you instantly and sits on his haunches. You step to the other half of the room before you release the order. He huffs and before he can do anything you add. “You are not to touch yourself, you are not to grab me, or touch me without permission.”

A whine escapes him as he listens to you. “And,” You add with a glare. “You need to learn self control…” You step forward, taking his cock into one hand, teasingly rubbing the head of it. You could see his entire body jolt as the pleasure shot through him. He bucks up instantly, but your hand lets go of his cock as soon as he moved.

“W-why..?” Sebastian whimpers out as his cock painful bobs in excitement. “I’ll be good, w-what am I supposed to do?”

You hum and reach down but stop short of his cock. “Don’t buck up when I touch you, if you want something, just tell me. I am sick of you bothering me at work, so today I’m training you.” Sebastian gave you a shocked look, a tremble goes through him at the authoritative tone you use on him.

“M-my heat! I-I can’t train l-like this! This is cruel!” He whines like you caught him stealing a cookie, not him dry humping you while you work. You lean down enough to be eye level with him.

“Higher stakes.” You half joke as your hand goes to his chest instead of cock, teasing his man hood with your other hand, avoiding the tip as you barely rub it between your fingers, intentionally putting too much pressure. “I don’t mind if you ask for it. Politely. But instead you bite me, leaving marks like a dog, so I’ll treat you appropriately. You can use your words when you’re ready to tell me what you want.”

You release his cock once more to his dismay. “You’re heat is going to make this more…intense for you. You only act up when you’re in heat too, so if I can get my dog to keep his bone tucked away whenever he smells his bitch, only then will I let him finish.” You glare at him and disgruntled whine in return.

“I’m not a dog-“ He tries to rub against anything, but in this position his cock can’t reach the floor without you noticing. His ‘bone’ throbbed in a attempt to get your attention, the tip bright red, looking like you had been torturing it…

He pauses, seeing you look down upon him, he can feel the power of your pact keeping him from releasing the agonizing tension between his legs…as much as he wants to fight…he just whimpers in response, tongue lulling out as he pants. “Please, my cock, touch me!” He sits up, almost like he’s presenting his cock to you.

You reach forward, lightly touching it, working it until you wrap a hand around it, you could feel it pulsing in your hand, but you didn’t move…you held his manhood their as he trembled, the pact preventing him from grabbing your hand, leaving it hovering above your hand. He growls in frustration, his teeth clear even with the muzzle, you let go of him and jump back just before there’s a change the in atmosphere.

His wings are out, trembling as his scarlet orbs desperately eye you. You watch him claw at the ground as he bears his teeth in frustration. “B-but I asked!” You nod, but don’t respond right away. “Master, it hurts! Please!” His wings flap desperately, leaving feathers to scatter.

When he sees the scowl on your face he freezes, and to your amusement, he bucks under your gaze and you hear the distinct sound of his cock smacking against his stomach. You let out a short laugh, watching his face turn red as he takes in the situation.

“Puppy,” You wait till he acknowledges you to continue. “You told me to touch you, so I did, you didn’t ask for me to help you, just for a touch.” Sebastian freezes and lets out a drawn out sight.

“Stroke m-my cock! I need you pleaseplease-“ He cries out as you tighten your hold of his throbbing shaft. You stroke him at a leisurely pace, watching the way his hips tremble as he tries to stay still. You barely have a grip on him, you don’t even move all the way to the tip with each stroke! “Please, please! Squeeze my cock! Stroke f-faster, p-please!”

His tone hurried, the ache between his legs worsening with each stroke. You know what he wants, but you’re dragging it out to drive a point home. You do show mercy this time though, hand speeding up and tightening more than he liked. Sebastian moans out a couple “Thank you!”s before he’s trembling.

“Close?” Sebastian nods, his man hood giving a heavy throb before you stopped and let go of him once more. Sebastian cries out, he couldn’t buck fast enough, he’s left trembling as you let him ruin his orgasm. You hear him near wheezing as he pulls on the collar, harder than he should, the table jerks forward and you see him try to get up to stop the boxes from falling, but the spreader causes him to lose his balance and practically bow in front of you. He glanced back to see a few of the boxes on the ledge, if he pulls again…you will definitely punish him if any of those fall…

When he turns back to you, he can see you’re think the same thing, he moves back to give his leash slack before putting his arms behind his back. His cock hung between his legs, still fully erect. “Master, I n-need you to stroke my cock. Please, let me cum! I want to feel good!”

You praise him and lean down, he meets you half way but with the muzzle, he cant kiss you. He let out a defeated whimper. “Muzzle off…please?” You eye him carefully.

“If you bite me once, I’ll leave you like this till tomorrow.” Sebastian whimpers but nods. To his confusion, you don’t touch him or take the muzzle off. Instead you shove your leg between his. You stand up straight and grin. “Hump my leg like a good dog, you can cum as much as you want on one condition.” Sebastian gives you his full attention, his manhood throbbing hard against your calf. “Admit you were a bad boy. Apologize.”

He whimpers and quickly caves. “I’m s-sorry, I’ve been bad, I need to cum please…” He’s bucking against your leg, you show him mercy and bounce your leg with every few thrust. You can feel that he’s close and you let him cum on your shoe, he collapses against you, too tired to support his own weight.

You step aside and he falls forward, dragging the table forwards, making the boxes fall with a loud thud….

Sebastian whimpers in response, he submissively bowed and apologized again with a tremble in his voice. “I-I’m s-sorry! I’m-I didn’t mean to…” You ruffle his hair but don’t punish him over it. Besides you can see his cock starting to come back to life, he’s gonna have to be good if he wants to finish again!

[safetycar-restart]

Any head cannons of Mick/max in d/s au

OH AND SEB TOO please

Is there anywhere besides the d/s au tag that I can find the origin story of the tag. I scrolled all the way through the tag and couldn't find it; I found the spoiler alert version. Thank you

-🌺

Hello!! I’ve missed this AU so I’m just gonna say a little bit about each of them :))

As for the origins, if it’s not in the d/s au tag then I have no idea where you would find it. But basically I came up with the idea of an AU where everyone is either a Dom, a sub, a switch or neutral. Because of this, the teams have professional dominants and submissives who are in charge of their drivers. You get hired by a team to look after their driver/s. That was pretty much what I posted when I came up with the AU and it all went from there.

MAX:

For max, I immediately think of Max not having taken proper care of himself until you? Max is a submissive. He needs to enter subspace. He needs a Dom to help him. He needs to feel cared for and loved.

But he always saw being submissive as something to hide away and ignore, not as something to indulge and take care of. But Christian was not having that. Max was his driver and his drivers got the attention they needed.

So Christian hired you. And to be honest he kinda just went “I’ll pay you whatever just… max is your problem now. Deal with him.” and that about the most info you received.

And yeah, max is a challenge. He doesn’t like to admit when he needs you, and so you need to always be there and watching for the signs. He can’t do it himself. He can’t make himself inform you that he needs your attention.

But honestly? He’s the best boy. When he’s relaxed and comfortable, he’s the best. He’s snuggly and cozy and makes jokes and thrives on praise. He’s actually one of the easiest subs you’ve ever worked with. It’s just getting him comfortable that’s the issue.

MICK:

We have a whole past d/s au with Mick where he moved to Mercedes and finds a Dom who actually cares for him, I love that AU so much. But since this is just the normal d/s au, here are my thoughts:

My first thought is just Mick would be desperate to have you come with him to Mercedes? You met him at Haas. You were the Haas Dom, and Mick had never been happier.

Mick had no problem with being a sub. He was comfortable with himself. He knew what he needed, knew how to communicate. Honestly he was the perfect sub for a professional dominant.

In his first season at Haas he connected with you far better then he ever imagined. He had professional doms before, but none of them were close to what he has with you. And then when his second season came, and he started being under so much stress to perform impossibly well, he got closer to you.

You were always there for him, providing him with unconditional support. Often being able to kneel for you, to feel like he’s good at something, to reach subspace for a few hours, that was what got him through the race weekends.

He’s overjoyed when he signs for Mercedes, really he is. But he’s so scared that he won’t be able to take you with him. It’s scary to realise that he no longer knows how to function without you, that he can’t imagine himself with a different Dom.

Maybe he tries a scene with the Mercedes Dom? And that Dom is fine. Really they’re fine. But he safe words almost instantly, just crying to himself because he feels terrible about submitting to someone other than you.

SEB:

I’m just thinking about retiring with Seb?

You meet him at Aston Martin. Within one conversation with you, Seb knows he wants you to collar him. He’s had plenty of doms before, plenty of team doms in particular, but never like you. He knew instantly that you’re the one. There’s not a doubt in his mind.

He tells you about two months after meeting him. He says it right after a scene. He’s cuddled against your chest, still trying to catch his breath. You brush it off at first, thinking that he wasn’t thinking straight so soon after a scene. But he was thinking straight. He knew exactly what he wanted.

When he tells Aston Martin that he’s retiring, they offer him an incredible severance package. He turns it down. He doesn’t want money. All he wants is you. His only severance package is Aston letting you out of your contract.

[sarahowritesostucky]

Sexuality Profile: Bucky

Mature Content below the break. Consume Responsibly.

Bucky Barnes is the biggest sweetheart, not only of your five daddies, but of ALL the clients you ever had in the past.

Your other daddies all assume positions of dominance and power, whereas Bucky is largely submissive.

But more so than submissive, you think of him as needy. He needs a lot of tender affection, reassurance, and care.

Bucky's one of those guys who goes to his sex worker in lieu of therapy. He's been through a ton of trauma and needs the comfort and safety you offer.

He's the shyest and most guarded of all your guys, it took a long time to get him to open up to you.

He has a massive service kink.

He brings you fresh flowers every. single. time. he visits you.

When he visits you, you always have him kneel and offer up whatever guns and knives he's carrying to you. It's more an act of trust and submission than it is about true safety.

He calls you "Doll," "Sugar," and "malyshka."

When he's feeling very submissive he'll call you "ma'am," and when he's even more submissive and open, he'll call you "mommy"

He can tend to regress during sex, though you'll never bring it up because you know he would balk at being told he exhibits any sort of "little" behavior.

You call him James more often than you call him Bucky.

Of all your guys, he makes the sweetest whimpers, whines, keens and mewls. It's equal parts sexy and adorable.

He was forcibly castrated during his time with Hydra, and has no scrotum or testicles, just a slightly looser bit of skin where they were.

He is extremely self-conscious about this.

When you first met him, he was impotent and only hired you to snuggle and have non-sexual intimacy.

Once you found out what the problem was, you told him about testosterone replacement patches. He was so happy, he cried.

He's been the most vulnerable with you out of all five guys, and as a result you feel the most tender towards him.

He first hired you right after his friend Steve left him. He was in a very bad place, at the time.

You play with his hair a lot.

He likes to have his arm off during sex. It's almost like a kink or ritual, for you to specifically take it off of him.

He's the only one of your guys who is uncut. And you love it. P in V sex with him feels better than with any of your other guys.

Bucky cares much more about your orgasm than his. He likes being told that he's making you feel good and that he's being a good boy.

He's often very desperate, needy, and flustered during sex, just whining and humping you like a puppy.

You give him a lot of oil massages, both for his back from how much the arm pulls on his muscles, and prostate massages.

Because of the serum, he's capable of having multiple orgasms with almost no refractory period. You love edging him until he's trembling and begging.

Lloyd and Kemp don't mind a finger during blowjobs, but Bucky really loves anal play. Pegging is something you two do fairly regularly.

And his one fantasy that he hasn't yet confided/fulfilled? Having you say his trigger words and controlling him but not hurting him at all, just taking care of him (He's already been "deprogrammed," he just imagines that as the ultimate level of vulnerability and intimacy with you).

If there's something you want to know about Sugar Baby and any of her five daddies, feel free to shoot me an ask!

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[maxillness]

╰┈➤Gorgeous || SV5 x Mark’s gf!Reader

Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, cheating, bathroom sex, public sex, blowjob, sub!sebastian, fingering (for like a second), orgasm denial

Wordcount: 1.2k

Mark’s girlfriend was lovely, she really was. She was younger than Sebastian, but it was something nobody paid any attention to

They were out celebrating one time, she had gotten drunk and made fun of the way Sebastian talked

It made him kind of sad, but she was drunk, she wasn’t thinking straight

Later in the night, she was sat opposite to him after Mark had left for some shit

They didn’t talk. She looked at him, but his eyes were into his almost empty glass at the table in front of him

“You’re so cool, it makes me hate you so much” She muttered to herself, too low for Sebastian to hear over the loud music

She had never seen anyone as gorgeous as Sebastian. She couldn’t say anything to his face, cause, I mean… Look at his face

He should take it as a compliment that she talks to everyone else but him

She had left the table to get another drink at the bar, in the meantime, Mark had returned to their table

“I don’t think she likes me” Sebastian said to Mark as he sat down

They both looked up at her as she stood at the bar “No, she likes you. She just needs a little warming up” He said, turning back to his teammate “Try go up and talk to her” He suggested

“Are you sure? I really don’t think she likes me” The German sighed

“Just try and go up and talk to her. She’ll come around” Mark encouraged him

He sighed and nodded shortly before leaving his glass and walking up to the woman

“Hey, can we talk?” Sebastian asked, touching her hand slightly before retrieving it

She turned around, sighing softly “What?” She Said more firm than she had intended

“Why don’t you like me?”

She looked into his eyes. The ocean blue of them made her feel like she might sink and drown and die

She looked over at Mark who was talking to someone before she turned back “I’m so furious, that you make me feel this way, but what can I say? You’re so gorgeous” She sighed, subconsciously leaning towards him

She sighed as they were way too close now, but she was way out of it to pull back “You should think about the consequences of touching my hand” She said softly

“What are you talk-“ He didn’t get to finish his sentence before her hands were on his waist, her lips softly against his

“Why… You… You’re with Mark- I can’t-“ “Just shut up” She demanded as she kissed him again

“Come on” She took his hand, leading him to the bathroom, taking a quick glance over at Mark, making sure he wasn’t watching them

She has him pressed up against the door, her lips aggressively on his, her hand locking the door, her other hand pushing on his hip

“You’re with Mark” He said it more to remind himself that she was a no touch zone

“You’re all that I want” She panted, her lips going to his neck, kissing and sucking harshly, making Sebastian’s mind cloudy, and forget everything about her dating his teammate

He had tried so hard not to let any sounds slip, but the feeling of her lips sucking on him, made him slip and moan softly

He didn’t realise her lips was gone from his neck before she was on her knees and her hands unbuckled his belt

“If Mark finds out-“ “Don’t talk about him when I’m about to give you a blowjob” She interrupted, pulling his pants and boxers down to rest at his mid thighs

“I just don’t- fuck” He interrupted himself with a moan when her tongue slipped over his slit

“You don’t what?” She asked in a teasing tone, holding his waist with his shirt ridden up

“Nothing- fuck. Scheiße“ He panted as she hollowed her cheeks, taking most of him in

She gaged slightly as he hit the back of her throat, sending vibrations through him, making him moan softly

“We shouldn’t-“ He cut himself off with a moan as she started bopping her head slowly

One of his hands threaded with her hair, holding the locks, not moving her, while his other hand settled on her shoulder

He shut his eyes closed, his head falling back against the door as he bit his lip, trying to hold his sounds in as her tongue traced a sensitive vein

She sped up her head, holding onto his waist tightly, her nails digging into his skin

“He’a gonna kill me” He whispered to himself, moaning slightly

She scratched at his skin, reminding him to not talk about Mark while she has his cock in her mouth

He hissed slightly at the pain, but was quickly turned into a moaning mess when she sped up her head again

He started bucking her hips into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat, making her gag and sent vibrations through him, getting him closer to his orgasm

“Mh… So good” he moaned “Close” He chocked out

She got off of him, a string of spit connecting her mouth and the tip of his cock

She wiped her mouth, chuckling slightly at his whine of denial

“Don’t be so sad. I want you to fuck me” she said, kissing his jaw softly “Can you do that for me?” She teased to which he nodded

She bent herself over the sink, lifting up her dress, revealing her soaked panties

He walked over to her, almost drooling at the sight

He pushed her panties to the side, one of his hands on her waist, holding up her dress, the other hand feeling the wetness with two of his fingers

She whimpered softly as he pushed in his fingers. She was looking over her shoulder, biting her lip softly

He pulled out his fingers, lining himself up with her. He slowly pushed into her. Her whimpers and soft moans music to his ears

He sat into a slow pace, gradually getting more rough, his hands tight on her waist, holding her as he pounded into her, moans escaping both of their lips

One of his hands went to her front, his fingers circling her clit, making her moans louder while she clenched down around him, pulling him closer to his orgasm

“Ah- so close” He moaned, his cock twitching side her, his thrusts getting sloppy and out of rhythm

“Come on, baby. Come for me” she encouraged him, holding on to his wrist on the hand that was rubbing her clit

Her encouragement and her touch sent up of the edge, his hips stilled as he filled her up with his cum

He moved his hips slowly to ride out his orgasm. The feeling of his cum filling her up was sending her over the edge as well, clenching down rapidly around him, his name rolling off her tongue

“No mentioning it” she said, trying to fix her hair in the mirror

“Of course” He sighed “Is this gonna be a casual thing, or was this it?” He asked, fixing his clothes

She sighed at his question “We’ll see” she smiled, kissing his cheek before leaving the bathroom

Mark looked at them both confused “Took you long enough” He said

“We fell into talk” She nodded

[buckybabieboy]

Heyy! I was reading you work, which I love btw, and I wanted to request a one-shot or blurb for little!bucky accidentally getting drunk, like how would he act, what would he say. I feel like he’d be super clingy and needy. With cg!mommy!reader please 🥹 Love you writing <333

Lol this is gonna be the cutest thing ever😭. Thanks for the request Babie!

Tipsy Baby.

☁️ Summary: Bucky has way too much to drink at Natasha’s party, leaving you to take care of your little boy.

⚠️TW(READ.): sub!touch-starved bucky, dom!fem!reader, Bucky is so touch starved😭, reader is able to carry bucky, lactation kink cuz I felt like it, mentions of alcohol, Bucky can get drunk if he drinks an abundance.

📝A/N(PLEASE READ): DO NOT READ IF YOU DONT LIKE. ITS THAT SIMPLE. DON’T REPORT MY WORK JUST BC YOU DONT LIKE IT. Anyways, pls enjoy this lil blurb! drunk Bucky is just the cutest 🥰. and your right, bucky is VERY clingy AND FUCKING TOUCH STARVEDDDD when he’s drunk.

“Mommyyyy!” Bucky slurs out as he dramatically falls in front of you on the compound’s floor.

“Mommy pay ‘tenttion to me!”

You peer over your phone and watch as your baby heaves and pants on the ground, his beautiful pale skin flushed with pinkish-reddish tones, and his big puppy dog eyes red and puffed.

“Baby, are you drunk?” You question him, though you already know the answer. He only whines and thrashes his limbs around in a hissy fit, not using his words.

“W-why are you so faaarrr?” He wails petulantly, completely ignoring your question.

“M’ not far, sweetheart, ‘m right in front of you.”

An empty bottle of Tiger Beer has accompanied him on the ground, clutched inside his sweaty palms.

“Gimme that!” You sigh before getting off of your comfy spot on the couch and snatching the bottle out of his hands. He whines even more.

“Who let you have this?”

Bucky pouts and mutters something, but it’s almost impossible to hear with the music and noise that flood throughout the compound.

“Can’t hear you bud, you’re gonna have to speak up f’me, okay?”

“T-tasha…” He hiccups. “N-Natasha lemme have some, mommy…”

Another exasperated sigh escapes from you as you begin to regret supporting Bucky’s idea to come to Natasha’s party. It didn’t really surprise you though, since he was always a party guy when he was younger. You rarely ever drank, especially when you were going to an event. You opted out of that a long time when the both of you got drunk, which you both know didn’t end well.

Natasha had invited everyone to her floor for a party. You weren’t too fond of the idea when you heard there was going to be alcohol, but Bucky was very excited and begged you to go. He assured you that Steve and Sam would be there to watch him.

So eventually you gave in, but not before making him promise that he wouldn’t drink.

When you arrived at the party, Bucky was acting more than normal. He immediately started chatting and playing party games with Wanda and Vision. He even played Twister with them, which you knew was a surprise to everyone. Despite the fact that loud noises triggered him, he seemed to be having a good time. Needless to say, you felt comfortable with letting him go off on his own for awhile.

Scanning the room, you spot Natasha by the fridge, a Tiger Beer in hand. The trash can next to her was filled with empty bottles of that stuff, and you knew they had to be Bucky’s. He couldn’t get drunk easily so it would take a copious amount of alcohol to get him drunk.

The blame wasn’t all on Natasha, though. Wanda, Vision, Steve, Natasha, and Sam all were made aware of Bucky and his little space—you’ve told them a numerous amount of times for his safety. So Natasha could’ve given him a bottle, but Bucky must’ve gotten his hands on this much alcohol all by himself.

You’d have to talk to them about that another day though, because right now, your little boy was cemented on the cold floor, spacey and dazed below you.

“S-so pretty. Mommy so pretty!” Bucky giggles, his head cocked to the side in awe as he gazes up at you. He wasn’t thinking about anything else. He literally couldn’t. His little brain couldn’t process anything while in little space, so him being drunk definitely amplified it X10.

“C’mon, baby boy. Let’s get you taken care of.”

You offer your hand to him. He doesn’t budge though, instead he whines, and mutters more incoherent sentences. This wasn’t the first time Bucky lost all of his words. When he was little, most of the time he would gesticulate instead of speaking up.

“Hmm…” You tap your index finger on your chin, prenteding to brainstorm. “Oh! I know what you want! You want uppies!”

Bucky nods and squeals, making grabby hands up at you. You place your hands under his arms, pick him up, and set him on your hip. A precious little noise escapes from him as he wraps his legs around your waist, his arms around your neck, and leans into your touch. The smell of your hair seemed to be the only thing he was able to process.

Once you make it to your floor, you set him down on the bed. He whines once again when you leave and you quickly shush him, reassuring him that you’re just getting his pj’s out for bed. Bucky stands up to take off his pants but stumbles and trips, landing face down on the floor.

“Hnnngh..” He whines, starting to pick up his thrashing and wailing from earlier.

“Hush, my little boy, let Mommy take care of you.”

“M’ dizzy…” He fusses. “Everything’s spinning…”

“I know baby, I know. Let’s get you in your PJ’s, okay?” You hush him a little bit before helping him off the ground and settting him back on the bed. It was a struggle, but you got his pants and shirt off. Now the task was to replace them with his nighttime ones. You take one leg of the pants, grab his leg, and slide it in.

“Good job, Jamie! Now your right leg!” You praise your little boy. He giggles when his pants are all the way on, and doesn’t even fuss when you put his shirt on for him.

“Perfect… now let Mommy get changed and then we can go sleepies, okay?”

He fussed, but you got changed in no time, and his fussing quickly became coos of happiness once you cradled him in your arms.

“My little baby.” You fawn. “Your mommy’s boy aren’t you?”

Bucky’s eyes flutter, as he tries to stay awake. His baby blues are glossy and clouded from the substance earlier.

“Mmm… uh-huh! M’mommy’s boy! Mommy’s goodest boy!”

“Yeah, except for earlier. What did I tell you about drinking that much alcohol? You know your little mind can’t take it.” You scold, and he pouts up at you.

“Sammy was watchin’ me! But then he drank some too, ‘n we-” His hiccups interrupts him.

“W-we made a stupid bet. Who could drink the mostest, ‘n I won.” He giggles at that last part, obviously proud of himself for beating Sam at literally anything.

You were about to respond when you noticed his eyes flutter. His metal fingers tug on your tank top—you already know what that means by now.

“Awh my baby’s hungry! You hungry, sweetheart?” You coo at him in the softest tone possible. He does nothing but nod, his words are becoming little to none—indicating that he was deep in.

“Go ahead, Jamie. You can have some, mommy doesn’t mind.”

You help him out a bit by tugging down the top yourself, your leaking tits out for Bucky to suckle on. He wastes no time, immediately latching his pink lips on your right nipple. His suckles were harsh and rapid. All he wanted right now was to taste your sweet nectar. A few strokes to the scalp and he’s almost out—his stamina completely gone from earlier.

You praise your little baby. Whispering to him all of the things he loved to hear. Calling him all of the names he loved to be called while in his little space.

The meekest whines and whimpers come from him as he suckled more frantically. As time went on he became frustrated—frustrated at the fact that he was too exhausted to keep going.

“Shh, it’s okay. I know… your so exhausted, hm? So exhausted from having so much fun earlier?”

You stroke his scalp with your fingers, keeping the movements slight and slow for him. Bucky could never describe it, but there was always a certain tactic, or pattern in which you’d scratch his scalp that made him feel so innocent. So vulnerable.

You know this, You know what touching Bucky’s hair does to him, what it does to him when he’s completely reliant and under your control.

“I’ve got you, Bucky Bear. Hush now.”

Bucky eventually quiets down, and so do his suckles on your nipple. He lets your nipple fall free from his mouth, some milk dripping down his parted lips. You wipe it off gently.

“Mommy m-mines?” He whimpers. “All mines?” He nuzzles himself into your chest, the warmth of your body and vibration of your voice as you cooed to him always calms him down.

“All yours, honey.”

[thelastharbinger]

So Anyways These Are My MCU Babygirls

[concreteangel92]

We are all in agreement that this beautiful little bean switches and has such soft boy, puppy energy and will practically crawl into your skin for a cuddle

All 6ft3 just crushing on top of you so he can feel close while you stroke his hair and he’s nibbling on your skin 🖤