#sub twst x dom reader

[onirique-amaranth]

⎮Is that a dog collar?⎮

⏤ Characters: Crewel⎮reader

⏤ Including: nsfw (-17)

⏤ Warnings: sub/bottom Crewel, top/dom male reader, jealousy, worshipping, blowjob, mind-breaking, size kink, overstimulation, mention of breeding, creampie

⏤ 5.500 words

You were a new teacher at Night Raven College. The atmosphere of the school was surprising, but it was pleasant. A sort of dark thick fog hiding you from the world, you felt like you found a nice place to enjoy the peace… if you don't think about the students possibly causing new troubles. The Headmage was kind enough to take care of everything before your arrival, preparing your classroom, materials, and books. And like any other teacher, he let you have your own classroom and also one free room, so you could take breaks, it was surprising to have an entire room only for you, but you guessed that the school was big enough for this. He has even got as far as planning to leave an entire corridor for you, which was quickly refused, not wanting to have any preferential treatment for any reason.

You weren't an extravagant man, sure, like most, you appreciated a bit of luxury, but a whole corridor was too much. What could you even do with so many rooms? You could see the pout on the Headmage's face but ignored it. As he was showing you around, you learn about the school's history and notice how most people were avoiding you. Or maybe you were just intimidating, so you keep smiling at them, but they turned red and left suddenly, making you wonder if you were this scary? On the way to your classroom along with Crowley, you met three other professors at a corridor turn.

A strong and burly man was standing in front of you. He looked at you up and down before clapping, giving you a harsh tap on the back after his introduction, saying you were going to get along just fine. His muscular appearance but short height took you by surprise since he looked a bit taller from afar, but he seemed like a nice man. He started to ask you about your routine, what you were eating and what sport you were practising. You managed to answer all his questions with difficulty, his energy overwhelming you.

The second was clearly older, he was holding a black cat in his arms with a stern expression. Sensing it was better to not get on his bad side, you greet him polity, nodding at his cat too. He looked satisfied with your politeness and bowed too. You could see from the corner of your eye Crowley's disbelief. You heard a meow and watched with amusement as the cat jumped from his master's arms to rest in yours. Trein looked surprised but still gave you a weak smile, implying that he could bear your presence. With a chuckle, you gave Lucius back to his master, not without petting the cat a little.

And that's when the third man stepped closer, you felt your heart skip a beat at the sight in front of you. Surely you saw handsome men before in your life, but this one…

Even if he was taller than the two others, his head was still only reaching your neck. You could see him look up at your face, his pointer digging into your chest as he introduces himself. His prideful expression crumbled down when you grabbed the end of his teaching pointer, moving it away from your torso as you kissed the tip, looking at him straight in the eyes with a smirk. If he wasn't flustered before, now he certainly was. You step closer and gently, you held his hand, kissing it over the red gloves, watching as he flushes under the touch.

The tension was palpable until the Headmage moved in front of you, he grabbed your sleeve, and bowed to the three professors before leading you away to show you the rest of the school. You could still feel an intense stare fixed on your back as you walk away. You turn around to send a smile to the handsome man while half listening to whatever Crowley was saying.

Months have passed, and you got used to this school. You easily became the student's favourite teacher, you were easy on the eyes, understanding with the students, and you took your time to let them comprehend everything. It was not uncommon that after some class you found a cup of tea or coffee on your desk and a nice note. You even got a gift from your students on your anniversary and would often find a bouquet of flowers before the holidays.

You were getting along well with Vargas, frequently working out together, and conversing about bodybuilding, since it was Vargas' passion. Surprisingly, not only for you but for all the staff, and students, you had a good relationship with Trein. He would regularly let you participate in some of his classes since you had great knowledge about the history of magic. And even if he never told you this, it was also because Lucius really liked you. And when you were in his classes, it was an excuse for the cat to sleep on your lap.

For Crewel, you had more than a great relationship. The students never saw you away from each other for more than a day. Even in the exam period, you would be seen marking scripts together, sitting next to each other at a table, and sharing a cup of tea. It was also not uncommon to see you lean on the wall beside his classroom, waiting for his class to finish. Students would often greet you or stop for some seconds to talk with you, making Crewel wait inside impatiently since they were wasting your break. Some students even started to talk a bit longer only to see their teacher's annoyed face, especially if he was strict with them during the previous classes.

But they would always run away the second they see him take out his teaching pointer, ready to teach them a lesson. But not all students were annoying since some of them would talk to you, and whenever you were away, they would tell Crewel whatever they learn about you, from your favourite food to what you did during the holiday. And it always remained a mystery to you, how Crewel was able to bring the food you liked during your breaks or would always know about the last city you visited or group you listened to.

Today, after finishing reading a book out loud to your class and making sure they have all understood the topic, you let them go. Both you and your students were working efficiently and so, you were able to let them finish earlier almost every time. It was nice for them, but also for you. It was enough time to get out and buy something for your break.

This day, you make a run for a shop you were visiting regularly, buying raisin butter tarts before heading back to school. If you remembered correctly, one of your students told you it was Crewel's favourite food and so, you planned to enjoy them with him, which explained why you dismissed your students this quickly. You were feeling guilty since he would always bring one of your favourite drinks or pastry, and you wanted to return the favour.

You were waiting like usually beside his classroom, checking your phone in silence as no students were out in the corridors yet. You heard chairs scraping against the ground and as you were going to enter the class, the Headmage stopped you. He motioned for you to come closer, which you did, curious about why he wanted to talk to you. Turns out some students had caused trouble again, and he wanted you to talk to them soon, you nodded, listening to his complaints about the damage they did.

You were too focused on the man in front of you to notice the students going out of Crewel's classroom one by one, watching with curious eyes as you were conversing with the Headmage. And soon enough, every student has walked away, going back to their dorms, or at least most of them. Crewel was surprised when you did not enter his classroom immediately and checked to see if you were just late, but stared at you bewildered, talking to Crowley. He clenched his jaw when he saw Crowley laughing with you, the hand that was resting on his hips moved to hold your forearm.

That's when he noticed the box you were holding in your right hand, surely a gift you brought for him. At least that's what he thought until Crowley took it from your hand with a big smile, opening it with wide eyes. Crewel clicked his tongue, showing his irritation openly as he got back into his class, tidying up his desk before getting ready to leave. The students outside were chuckling at his behaviour, how he was not able to conceal his jealously. Everyone noticed the obvious tension between the prideful teacher and you. After all, he was always buying things for you, as you were always waiting for him, replacing his coat on his shoulders or simply spending all your breaks together.

Meanwhile, you promised to the Headmage to take care of the students before bowing, watching as he was walking away, satisfied. You head to Crewel's classroom, knocking since the door was closed, but you did not get an answer. You stand there for some seconds before knocking again, annoyed, you just opened the door, jumping a bit when he stood there just in front of you. He had put his coat on and was ready to leave, you looked at him a bit confused.

“Did I get the time wrong? I thought you had a break too.”

You're even more surprised when he did not look into your eyes, saying he had something else to do. He was going to walk forward until he saw how you haven't moved out of the way. The handsome man sends you a glare, ready to make a fuss as he points behind you.

“Thought you were busy. Don't let Crowley wait-”

He stopped in the middle of his sentence, noticing how Crowley wasn't here anymore. He opened his mouth only to close it back, confused at what just happened. Weren't you offering something to Crowley just a second ago?

“Crowley? He wanted me to scold some students I had in my class.

Oh, and I brought raisin butter tarts. Aren't they your favourites?”

You raised the box that was in your hand, enough for Crewel to notice it. You see him freeze on the spot, his eyes going from your face to the box in your hand, mouth slightly open in shock. You were confused. Does he not like these?

“Oh. You don't like these? Sorry, I thought-”

Crewel bit his lips, flustered by the childish behaviour he had just shown. He felt so stupid, he was so confident all the time and still, he got jealous because he saw you laughing with someone else in front of him. You even took the time to get his favourite pastry, and he was ready to leave you there, in that corridor, confused as you were waiting for him to show up. You were so nice to him, he knew you had also a class just before, which mean that you had to run to buy these, just for him.

He was holding his pointer with shaky hands, panicking since he did not know how to explain the situation to you. Your eyes looking at him so softly when he was being horrible, it was one of the first he really felt guilty. He wanted the ground to swallow him. How did the thought of you being a two-timed guy even dare to cross his mind? You weren't even together yet. He noticed how you were wearing the coat and shoes he gifted you, the leather shoes were perfectly shined even though you were wearing them every day. He even heard from one of his students that you were going to the dry-cleaner every two weeks for the coat.

You called out his name softly, trying to get his attention without success. You tried again, many times, watching as he was lost in his thoughts. You could see some students observing the scene, curious, and so you grabbed his waist, dragged him inside his classroom and close the door behind you. You placed the box down on his desk and took off your coat, placing it carefully on the desk too. You thought Crewel would have been back by now, but he was still internally panicking.

You stood in front of him, trying to understand why he became anxious without reason. That's when everything made sense, when he tried to leave and talked about Crowley suddenly. You chuckle as you understand that he was just jealous. You stepped closer to him, your taller frame hovering over the pretty man, as you grip his left hand, your body pressed against him. It tugged him back to reality, and he blinks harshly, clearing his mind.

You raise his hand to your lips, kissing it over the red gloves softly like you did when you met him for the first time. The cold leather sends a shiver down your spine, as you let your kisses move higher. Your lips graze his wrist, finally in contact with his skin directly. He jolts at the feeling, the warm lips on his cold skin, and with your body being so close to his, he feels your warmth and the protective hold your arm had, wrapped around his waist.

You moved even closer, nuzzling your head into his neck, nipping at the soft skin. He gripped your hair, but never tried to tug you away. You were licking and sucking on the accessible skin, but soon, you got more greedy, and you undo his tie, sending it somewhere else in the room before opening the first three buttons of his black shirt. You smiled against his skin, biting down roughly, forcing a moan out of him.

Before you could tease him, he placed his hand over your mouth, looking at the door. He was focused on listening to what was happening outside, as you hear Crowley's voice asking the students if they saw you. That's when you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket, you could feel Crewel become tensed against you. And you can't help but chuckle against his glove, while he was distracted by what was happening outside, you let your tongue loll out, licking the skin that was not covered between his gloves and his black shirt.

He gasped, sending you a shocked glare while you could just laugh. You were going to focus back on his neck when he pushed you away, cheeks turning red. You sigh, running a hand through your hair as you head for the door. You simply tell him that you'll be back as you turn the doorknob, planning to talk with the Headmage quickly, so he could leave you alone, but Crewel felt his heart break as he thought you were leaving.

He grabbed the back of your shirt, tugging you backwards, almost making you fall from the sudden force and movement. Crewel refused to let you walk out of this room, especially if it was to talk with Crowley. He lets go of your shirt, sitting on his desk, before motioning with his fingers to come closer. As you step forward, he let his coat hit the desk, his black shirt and vest still on him.

When you finally stop in front of him, he spreads his legs a little, leaving some room for you as he wrapped his arms around your neck, tugging your face to his. Your lips meet slowly, his tongue sensually gliding over your lips as you open your mouth. Your hands resting on his thighs as you can't help but squeeze a bit, earning a whimper followed by a slap at the back of your head. You laugh at his flustered face, the oh-so-proud professor shying away when someone kisses him and start to tease him.

Crewel felt like he had no control over the situation, as you were standing in between his legs, and you looked ready to pounce on him, devouring anything he could give you. The way you were licking your lips while looking at him make his body heat up, he could feel your crotch against his thigh, the way your dick was hardening while just simply admiring him. It boosted his ego, but he was also getting worried, the bulge in your pants was clearly too big. He would never be able to take in something like that.

He thought about stopping right now, but when he heard Crowley outside again, saying your name and your head shot up, the jealousy was too much. You were here, in between his legs but not paying attention to him. He gripped your soft hair, swallowing the surprised groan that flowed past your lips when he dragged you closer. He wrapped his legs around you, making sure you could not leave, he needed all of your attention and affection.

You were taken aback when he trapped you, you could get away if you wanted to, you were clearly stronger than him, but he was too cute to even think about leaving. You kissed his forehead, moving to his nose and cheeks, to his lips and jaw, just peppering kisses everywhere on his face as your hand moved higher.

You slowly unbuttoned his black and white vest, and pull it off of him, as your hand moved smoothly over the black shirt, tempted to just rip it open. The warning tone he used to say your name was clear, he knew what you were thinking about, and he was disapproving. And that's why, you looked down at him with a smile, ripping his shirt open. Your second hand moved too as it hold his small waist, you observed as your hands looked so big as you held him like that. His snatched waist was made for you to grab, digging your nails into the soft skin as the marks on his pale complexion would stay for a while. He was glaring at you as his shirt was lamentably ripped apart, as you did not even care one bit.

“You-”

“I'll buy you another one.

Or… I can let you wear my shirt.”

And suddenly, he was not complaining anymore, saying that he did not mind if you ripped all his shirts open. You chuckle at his shameless behaviour, with his hand now griping your tie, he forces you to kiss him, the door of his classroom still unlocked as he was half naked. He thought you were going to take off his shirt until you kneeled, taking off his shoes, kissing up his ankles. You were groaning against his skin, kissing and sucking, worshipping his body.

With shaky hands, he unbuttoned his pants, letting them slide down his legs until he watches you yank them off. His heart was beating loudly in his chest when he raised his leg a bit more, placing it just beside your head, and swiftly, your hand was under his knee and your other on his ankle, so you could hold his leg up. Your wet kisses became more and more aggressive, teeth digging into the skin, as their only purpose was to make him bleed. He swallowed his saliva sharply, awestruck by how nice your hands felt against him. The way you would hold his leg and his waist perfectly, how you were able to move him around as you wanted, just like a doll.

Your head leaned in, nose pressed against his bulge, his underwear still in the way. The feeling in his stomach grew rapidly as you did not touch him correctly even once, his back arched a little more to let his hips thrust forward, grinding onto your face. You groaned as you could only see him, smell him and taste him, thoughts about him were filling your mind, making you forget where you were.

He struggled to hold himself up as your fingers hooked under his underwear, pulling it off and letting his dick spring out. You gripped his thigh, the only thing you were able to hold to keep you stable as the tip of his dick grazed your lips, your tongue lapping at the sensitive part. The heat was unbearable for Crewel now, and that's when your head dipped down, taking easily most of his length into your mouth. The sudden pleasure made his hand fly to the back of your head, hips jerking up as he buried himself entire into your mouth.

You were groaning around him, the vibration heightening his sensitivity as he spread his legs wider, your tongue wrapped around his length as you swallow him whole. You could not help but let your index circle around his rim, pushing against the restraints a bit, watching with amusement Crewel covers his mouth instantly.

He could feel his fuzzy mind becoming blank, your eyes fixated on his face as your mouth suck him off, spit leaking from the corner of your lips and dripping down his length, wetting the table under him. He could see you struggle to breathe properly, his dick twitching at the back of your throat, tasting his precum. Even with your mouth being full, you looked proud and were still in control, when he tried to push your head down, you gripped his hands, pinning them on the desk, refusing to submit. Crewel's back started to arch, panting harshly as he feels you swallowing around him, almost gagging when he slipped down your throat. His body was burning, legs quivering as the strong pleasure paralyse him, head rolling back as he cums into your mouth. Your throat constrict around him, taking everything he was giving you.

When you stand back up, he was laying on the desk, a hand over his heart as he shakes. He raised a trembling hand in your direction, holding your hand as he comes down from his high. He blushed, even more, when he noticed the cum at the corner of your mouth disappearing as you pass your tongue over it, a satisfied smile on your face. While he was almost naked, you were still fully clothed, the bulge under the tight fabric of your pants more obvious than before. He blushed, glaring at you as you laugh and start to undress, showing off on purpose, but not looking at him to prevent him from being embarrassed.

When you looked back, you felt your body go stiff at the sight, his legs spread apart, feet placed on the desk as he fingers himself. The drawer on his left side was wide open, showing the tub of lube placed there along with some other things. He covered his moans with his hand, looking at your body in admiration, dick twitching uselessly in between his legs, still glistening with your saliva under the light.

You stepped closer, squirting some lube on your fingers before inserting another finger in him, joining the other two already in there. He lets out a loud moan, watching as your hand and his move together to prepare him, the squelching wet noises filling the room. While his finger was stretching him open, your fingers, longer than his were pushing deeper, feeling around and trying to find his sensitive spots. Your other hand started to jerk him off, watching as he was grinding against your bigger hand, the double stimulation sending his mind spiralling.

As he almost screamed when cumming, you kissed him, swallowing his moans as there were still students outside. He looked so pretty with his flushed cheeks and teary eyes, fighting to keep his noises in as the voices get louder outside. He felt his stomach turn, his release dripping into your hand and the desk, eyes almost rolling back as he was near again. He sobbed into his hand, as it was becoming too much for him, but before he could let it go, you stopped everything, as far as tugging his own fingers away.

And Crewel was full-on crying now, hiccuping as he gripped your shoulders, begging for his release. It was as if his mind made a sudden turn and the only one that could touch him was you, not even himself. You were going to make fun of him until someone knocked at the door. You clasped your hand over his mouth, pushing your fingers in to shut him up.

Your other hand raised his leg to wrap it around your waist, tugging his body forward, ass and legs not touching the desk as you place your dick in front of his hole, rubbing the tip against his rim. You observed his face, waiting for him to nod at you. It was painfully hard for you to wait, your patience was running thin, and you felt you were going to combust. Your hand leaving his mouth to grasp the edge of the desk, tensed muscles keeping you sturdy about him, not looking away from his eyes, so you could resist the temptation. He inhales and exhales softly before nodding, closing his eyes as he waits impatiently.

The tip got in, the warm walls squeezing you, he could feel every inch scraping his inside. He was almost too tight around you, it could snap your dick in two with how much pressure he was applying. He was clenching like a vice around you, forcing you to go deeper and deeper slowly, you could not even think about going fast with how his body overheating under you.

When you felt the base of your cock hit his ass, you finally snapped out of your daze, slowly you looked up, the bulge appearing under his skin, chest heaving up and down rapidly, your hand that unknowingly moved to his neck, choking him. And his face, his cheeks were a perfect shade of red, pretty lips parted to take in as much air as he could, his eyeshadow and liner smudged over his eyelids as it seemed like he was crying black tears. His pupils were blown out, hair dishevelled as he chokes on his moans, gasping as his inside got forcefully stretched.

He was one step away from losing his mind, you were far too deep into him for him to remain sane. His body looked unusually tensed as you watch his cock twitch, just some drop escaping the tip, he just had a dry orgasm. You chuckled at the sight, pull out slowly, moving your hips at a soft pace, afraid you would break him. Wet squelching noises filled the room as every time you would pull out, you could see some lube escape his body, sliding down until it pooled on the ground. As this soft movement continues, you feel his hand grip yours, intertwining your fingers, and you can't help kiss his palm again. Your eyes focused on his expression, to make sure you weren't hurting him.

As you were going to speed up, your phone vibrated again. With a scoff, you grabbed it, answering with an annoyed tone, asking Crowley to make it quick. He sounded confused over the phone, not understanding why you were so mad.

“Shut up and listen.”

And at the same instant, you snapped your hips forward, a loud moan following that surely could be heard outside, and Crowley was behind the door. He stuttered over his words, but you just told him to call you tomorrow before turning your phone off. You snapped your fingers, using your magic to lock the door before gently grabbing Crewel by the waist, and flipping him around.

With his torso resting against the wooden table, hands gripping at the edge of the desk and his teeth biting into your coat, you started to move more freely, your rough thrusts making him jolt, and the desk moved, creaking under his weight. He did not have time to say anything before you were fucking him roughly, uncaring about the noise anymore. You gripped his leg, holding one up to hit deeper into him. His lower half being kept up by your strength only, your deep groan and his muffled whimpers filling the room, with the loud sound of skin clapping.

As you went to grab his hair to hold him up, something caught your attention and with a smirk, you unhooked the collar from his teaching pointer and clasped it around his neck. One finger gripped the loop to tug him against your body, his back arching until his head was resting on your shoulder, at this point, you were just holding him up and slamming your hips against him. His dick rubbed against his desk, sending painful shocks of pleasure through his body.

Crewel was a mess, teary-eyed and babbling uselessly as he clings to you, losing the notion of time and reality. You were practically impaling him on your cock, fucking him dumb as in the heat of the moment, you managed to find his mouth, biting and kissing, entangling your tongues. Your body was burning, almost as if you were working out, abs tightening as you kept yourself from cumming, you needed to see him lose it.

You moved one hand, grabbing his dick and jerked him off, Crewel almost mewling as you show his cock some attention. He was chasing his own orgasm with newfound strength, helping you fuck into him by moving his hips, clenching around you on purpose. His pulsating cock was leaking onto your hand, and when you speed up, his head slammed back onto your shoulder, screaming at the top of his lunges. His voice broke, as it became a noiseless scream, coming all over his desk. The tightness around you, sending your mind spiralling, cum flowing into his hole. He whimpered, thanking you over and over for breeding him and if now he could be your wife since you filled him up. Since he wanted to get bred, why couldn't you fill him up a bit more?

Crewel's eyes completely rolled back, he was too tired to even make a sound at the end of the afternoon, your break was over a long time, but you never left his classroom. His insides were now moulded to your liking, his body could only be used by you. You came into him so many times that you forgot for how long you've been here, Crewel passed out at one point and woke up a while ago. His neck was bruised because of the collar that you kept tugging at, and his stomach and the ground were covered in his cum, but you both did this for so long, that he was not able to cum anymore. His dick twitched uselessly, barely even able to get hard as his body was forced past its limit.

You weren't in a better state, your legs were giving out, your back hurt with how deeply he racked his nails onto it, mind fuzzy as you weren't far from passing out. You were more than overstimulated, barely able to comprehend what he was telling you. When finally, you came one last time, filling him up to the brim. You fell forward, catching yourself with your hand on the desk, you quickly let Crewel sit on it before you fall on your knees, on the ground.

You blinked harshly, trying to stay awake as your head was resting on his thigh, also covered in fluids. His shaky hand running through your hair, lulling you to sleep, and you closed your eyes for a second.

When you woke up, Crewel was out of light, passed out on the desk, all the papers ruined and your coat was stained. With a sigh, you enveloped him in it, since his clothes were ripped. Thankfully you were much taller than him, and so your coat was able to completely hide him. You cleaned everything and got dressed, holding Crewel in your arms as you walk to your room, avoiding all the students.

You washed him up and changed him into your clothes, which were clearly too big for him, before tucking him in your bed. You were going to leave to scold the students, so you could sleep in peace just after, but he grabbed your hand, half asleep, whining. And with a sigh, you throw your coat away, sending your shoes somewhere else before lying down beside him, holding him protectively and nuzzling into his neck. And before you knew it, you were asleep.

The next few days, the students were surprised by how close you were, almost acting lovey-dovey in front of everyone. The students that made a bet about you saying that you will both end up together were more than happy. Unsurprisingly, Crowley was avoiding you, everyone noticed that the second you were in his field of vision, he would leave quickly, cheeks burning an impressive red as he wasn't even able to look at you in the eyes.

Crewel was spending all his breaks with you, cuddling into your body and sometimes coaxing you into cancelling one of your classes to stay with him. Soon enough, your dress was filled with his clothes, and it was almost scary how you dressed the same way. After all, Crewel showed up with everything but shirts, and you were forced to buy more because he would always wear the one you wanted. He was also never seen again with the red collar on his teaching pointer.

Crewel also started to always take the time in the morning to do your liner, refusing to see you without it, so you could match. At some point, you ended up with all your clothes having duplicates, so Crewel could choose what both of you would be wearing in the morning without struggling about a missing vest, or a shirt that you both wanted.

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[angelsrcute]

I suck his dick, it's big, it's very-very big! ᝰ.ᐟ✮⋆˙

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd make you cockwarm him while he works, the door unlocked, his dick so close to your g-spot but he wouldn't let you move! hands keeping your waist in place as his dick keeps you all stuffed n warm.

“I'll be done soon, sweetheart, you can wait a little more right? So, be a good girl n stop movin’ so much.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd praise you for sucking him off so good, tears forming at the corner of your eyes as you try not to gag on his huge dick. Guiding your tongue on his dick, gently holding your hair, shooting thick ropes of cum in your mouth.

“God, your mouth feels so good, my sweets. Keep goin’ alright? looking so pretty f’ me.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd taunt n insult you while you gag on his dick, roughly grabbing your hair and making you take him fully. Your mascara n lipstick all ruined, eyes rollin’ back when he cums in your mouth. :(

“You look like some cheap whore like this, y'know. I bet you're getting wet from me degrading you, hm? As expected.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd fuck you in a mating press, his big cock stretching your insides, hitting your womb. Pressin’ his hand on your tummy to feel his dick in you, making you whine. Your tummy already full from how much he cums, you definitely can't go for another round.. + he's gonna fuck you till you need a wheelchair.

“It won't fit? Don't worry, darlin’. Gonna make your cunt remember my dick, don't worry! Even if it does forgets, I'll just fuck ya again.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd fuck you till your dumb n can only think of him and his dick if you do decide to act all bratty or he'd just tie you up n put a vibrator on your clit and watch as you squirm around trying to get a release, but he turns off the vibrator just when you're gonna cum. :(

"Should've thought before being like that, what did you expect, princess? acting all flirty with that random guy, trying to make me jealous."

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who’re either super experienced from sleeping around or just fucking virgin losers, walkin’ around with that big ass dick in his pants.

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Sub bottom Deuce Spade x gn top reader

Minors and fem aligned dni

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Sub! Deuce who has no stamina, he's never done this with anyone else before!

Sub! Deuce who is telling you it's too much before you've even started

Sub! Deuce who whines and babbles that he can't take it until you put your fingers in his mouth and he plays with them like the obedient little puppy he is

Sub! Deuce who gets louder the more you praise him, who moans so sweetly for you even through the tears you know he hates

Sub! Deuce who sniffles and asks you to kiss him, repeatedly pleading your name until you do

Sub! Deuce who needs comfort while you rail him because he was right, he can't handle all this affection! Please remind him how much you love him, he'll keep coming hard for you as long as he can.

Sub! Deuce who can't form words anymore as you play with his cock while he's already shooting blanks

Sub! Deuce who cries again when he can feel your cum leaking out of him after you pull out. Who pouts but can't move while you clean him up afterwards. He came so much more than you did, why can't you let him keep it?

Sub! Deuce who sleeps so soundly in your arms with his head cradled against your chest. Who simply can't get enough of being so close to you, even when you leave him with a limp he can't hide the next day.

[pastelclovds]

This one is for the festish rating but what's your thoughts on collars? Like one of those "always wears this when we're apart" sort of things.

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK Yes! | Oh god you don’t even know

(i feel so bad for letting these kinks collect dust 😭)

literally that is so cute. i’m just thinking about your lover wearing that collar that you’ve bought them outside of the bedroom is not only very sexy, but very adorable as well. they don’t want to be apart from you for even a second. so, they wear the collar with a tiny bell that always made a jingle at the smallest movement. the same one that you made them wear last night as you were making them see the stars and feel uncontrollable pleasure. they normally wouldn’t dare wear this in public, but they just missed you so much that they couldn’t help themselves. when you catch the collar on their neck, you whispered teasing remarks on how they must love strangers gazing upon their neck knowing that they couldn’t have them, praising them that the collars makes them look so pretty, and that if you really wanted to, you could bend them over the nearest flat surface and make them scream your name like the slut they were. your lover’s knees wobble at your whispers and quietly beg you to take them home and make them yours. you knew buying them that collar was a good idea.

douma, karaku, urogi, the riddler/edward nashton, himeno, beam, denji, tomura shigaraki, keigo takami, denki kamanari, eijiro kirishima, neito monoma, eddie munson, and leona kingscholar.

[lekkkkz]

Can you do a sub Jack Howl with Male Reader? I mean, we all just want to play with his tibbies, right? Like bite, pinch, massage, pull, anything really. And maybe slide our dick in those tittes too? And he would let out the cutest whimpers. And when you call him out on it being the tsundere that he is will deny it, but his tail wagging say's otherwise. Bonus Points we fuck him to oblivion. The faces he would make would be so cute. Big blush with tears in his eyes, tongue out. Hell yeah.

JACK HOWL X MALE READER TOP

《 Fuck tits, feminization ¿? (mention of precious only once) nipple play and anal penetration》

‐minors DNI

Jack is very sensitive in his tits, and more if you play with them, you tend to bite them when you're stressed, you like to play a lot, but who can help it? They are so delicious to look at, you can't help but put your lips around those big milkers.

Like right now.

You have your lips around her left nipple, while your hand plays with the right one. His cheeks are red when he sees how you suck, as if you could get milk from him.

His moans are so heavenly, music to your hates, you really want to fuck him hard against the mattress, but first you'll fuck his tits.

Your lips released her swollen nipple with a little "plock", you could see your saliva around it, really appetizing.

—Well honey, you won't mind me using your pretty tits for a while, will you? — he could only let out a needy moan in response.

Jack watched as your pants fell slowly around your ankles. His mind was off, so he didn't notice when you were already straddling his chest.

— Alright honey, now squeeze those pretty titties for me — with cheeks burning red she did as you asked, holding her tits together.

The friction around your cock was good, urging you to move, slowly you started to move your hips, wanting to go slow.

Jack watched as your cock came out from between her tits, the pre-cum ran down his chest and neck, seeing this scene made him stick out his tongue, wanting to taste your cock in his mouth, have your semen on his tongue.

Your eyes saw this, causing the movement of your hips to increase, wanting to cum all over her pretty face, moans came out of your mouth, from the sensation of her tits around and her tongue caressing the head of your fat cock.

The knot in your stomach was about to burst.

— Keep it up beautiful, I'm about to paint your pretty face — a moan left your pink lips.

Jack upon hearing this squeezed his tits more, and continued caressing your tip with his tongue.

You couldn't take it anymore and you let go, cumming on his face as you promised, Jack felt your hot semen running over his face and chest, his tongue licked around his mouth, tasting you, you were sweet, maybe because you eat a lot of fruits, especially strawberries, your favourite.

A satisfied sigh left your lips, a goofy smile forming on your pretty face.

—That was really cool — you said slowly, barely coming off your high.

You slowly got off him, taking a breath, Jack cleaning his face with the wet wipes you left near him, watching as you searched for the lubricant to prepare it, his cheeks blushing more knowing that he already prepared himself beforehand, so you wouldn't lose time to prepare it.

With a trembling voice I speak to you — No preparation will be necessary — when he saw that you were looking at him, he quickly turned away — I did it before coming to your room —

With a soft smile you approached him and kissed his cheek.

—You're so cute, baby—

—I'm not —he answered in response to what was said.

—You're a fool Tsundere— you said caressing his ears.

—No, stop saying that— He denied it, but his rapidly wagging tail says otherwise.

You moved away from him, to settle between his muscular legs.

— Okay honey, are you ready to be fucked hard? — your words provoked a grunt on his part, you letting out a giggle in response to that.

He wraps his legs around you, eagerly waiting for you to slide your cock into his stretched hole.

You slowly start to get inside, feeling her walls flutter around you, clinging tightly to your weeping cock.

Jack lets out a breathy moan as you bottom out, your hips flush with his ass, your fertile cum-filled balls crashing into him.

He moves his hips, already eager for you to destroy him completely, leaving his hole full of thick and hot cum.

Your hips begin to move roughly, leaving your caring side behind, fucking him hard as he wanted, the sound of slapping fills the room, hinting that a lewd act is taking place inside it.

You lean your body against him more, holding his hips tighter, fucking him faster, harder, he squeezes his walls more in response to the movement.

— Get ready baby, because I will fuck you all night, until I leave you full of my semen.

JSJAJAGSHD An apology for answering until now, I was really busy, besides procanistar, but hey, here is your request honey, I hope you enjoy it.

An apology for the spelling and grammatical errors, apart from the lousy english, I spoke spanish xdd

[azareel-writes]

i'm suffering from azul brainrot, this mer is a dumb useless sub with a praise kink. he's a soft baby boy that craves or dare i say, deserves your touch.

his business persona is highly practiced and maintained but he goes weak at any sprinkle of affection.

if you call him your pretty boy, he's thinking about it for days. he's sitting at his desk fantasizing about you whispering that in his ear. telling him he's a good boy. telling him how good he's being for you.

and? if you aren't using his love handles the way god intended then what are you doing??? railing him from every position with a firm grip on his hips. under you, riding, doggy style, in front of a mirror, mating press, bent over his desk. your darling octopus is precious from every angle~

azul loves you so soooo much! he adores you! when he looks at you, his eyes go soft and he can't stop a smile. he's totally whipped and he knows he's safe in your hands ♡

[siren-serenity]

Sub Lilia Vanrogue x Dom reader?

Btw, can this be taken in the past when Lilia was a fae general?

SUB! LILIA VANROUGE

"i've been missing your wonderful heat, lilia. care to give me a reminder?" "i could do you better." "oh?" "i could ride you."

characters: lilia vanrouge, fae gn!reader (mention of cock, but because it's fae mc, can imagine it to be a shapeshifter in gender) (mentioned to be taller) warnings: nsfw, dom/sub relationships a/n: - thank you anon for requesting! sorry it took so long, hope you like it! - feedback is appreciated!

The moment the soldiers were dismissed from the meeting, Lilia breathed out another heavy sigh. Ducking under the flaps of the tent, his magenta eyes scanned his surroundings, taking in all the ragged soldiers, the make-shift tent with the proud Draconia family crest on the flag, and did his best to ignore the screams and wails of pure agony from the medical tent nearby.

A caress near his arm made him jump; instincts made him grab for his sword only to realize that he had left it behind. Turning around, he met your amused eyes, your arms opening for a hug.

Lilia called out your name in relief, giving out a heavy sigh before jumping into your arms. With your larger frame, you easily picked him up, swinging him around, eyes meeting eyes in happiness.

"I'm so glad you're safe," Lilia sighed out once you put him down, resting his head against yours. The repetitive, rhythmic pace of your heart put him at ease, ensuring him that you weren't an illusion, that you were here. With him. Safe.

"As am I," He heard you breathe out, resting your chin on top of his long, black hair. Fingers ran through it, picking out the bright magenta streaks and raising him in Lilia's eyesight. "Oh? What's this?"

Lilia shrugged, simultaneously nuzzling his face into your stomach. "It makes it easier for soldiers to pick out who was who in the war. Plus, don't I look amazing?"

You chuckled. "I love it. It certainly suits you, my beast."

Lilia squeezed your waist tighter but blushed bright red when he felt something hard pressing against his body. You seemed to notice your beloved change color and only gave a low laugh.

"I've been missing your wonderful heat, Lilia," You murmured seductively into his ear, subtly grinding your erection onto his body. "Care to give me a reminder?"

The way his lover caged him in his arms made Lilia shiver and his body feel hotter as if there was a fire igniting in him slowly. He felt goosebumps raising on his skin the more you lovingly caressed him with your eyes, your gaze far too intimate for his heart to handle.

"I could do better," Lilia blurted out before blushing and half-wishing that he could take back his words, half-wishing that you would take him seriously. Seeing the way your head cocked to the side and your eyes gleamed with interest made Lilia stutter and continue.

"I could ride you."

You let out a little chuckle and Lilia felt himself get slightly nervous. Things were never good when you chuckled, especially during the war. They called you a 'wild card'; unpredictable, even to your lover of many years.

You squeezed Lilia tight before suddenly hoisting him into your arms. Lilia let out a mousy squeak before wrapping his legs around your waist. His cheeks flushed red at the number of eyes staring.

"W-what?"

You only stared at him, a lustful glint hidden in your eyes. "You think I can wait? I waited weeks for you, my beast."

You murmured a warning to duck before entering the tent you both owned. There, in the middle was a bed and you gently laid Lilia down before stripping, not at all ashamed by your hardened member protruding against your military uniform. You tossed it carelessly to the side before sitting on the edge. Lilia had already removed his clothing with magic, too impatient to do it the manual way, and was impatiently straddling your waist.

His cute little cock was already leaking pre-cum by the tip, the pearly white substance coating it and making it drip all over your stomach. Lilia shamelessly ground onto your stomach, completely contrasting to his shy mood for not even two seconds. He looks at you pleadingly and you nodded, a smirk on your face.

"Give me a show, Lilia," You purred, caging his wrist in your grasp. Lilia was forced to stare at you and you gave him a grin. "Give me your best. Make me cum inside of you. Then, maybe, I'll give you a good fuck."

Lilia nodded frantically before piercing himself on your cock, letting out a loud and slutty moan as his slick entrance, so wet, so slick, so perfect for you to slip in and brush against his prostate. He felt like he got even wetter as you watched himself slowly sinking into your body with such a lustful glint in your eyes.

His magenta eyes rolled back, his mouth opened, and panting slightly. There was already a little bead of drool that was threatening to fall. Lilia braced himself, his cold hands on your stomach and yours gripping onto his waist as if forcing him deeper.

"Ngh," He moaned and began moving, bouncing as he tried to make each thrust deeper and deeper until your tip was hitting that spot- the spot that is giving him so much pleasure.

His lubed up walls clamped snugly around your length with every slap of his bottom against your hips.

You let your head fall onto the bed, closing your eyes as you felt the euphoric feeling of Lilia squeezing so fucking tight around your dick, his walls seemed like they were determined to milk every bit of cum from you. The fae felt himself squeeze your cock even more, the tingling in his stomach signaling his first (and most likely not last) orgasm quickly approaching.

Lilia only moaned and groaned aimlessly, the lustful noises filling the tent. The heat between you was already causing beads of sweat to form, the scent of lust and sex was empowering. Sweat glimmered on his pale skin while his bright pupils dilated into thin slits.

"I'm close, I'm close," Lilia cried out like a prayer but you sat up suddenly and grabbed him by the waist. Fuck, he was so tight around you, you didn't know if you had much patience anymore. Lilia whined and continued to grind, trying to chase his high. He was so close!

"Please! Let me cum-"

You suddenly halted your thrusting and moved to reposition Lilia so he was now cock-warming you with his legs wrapped tight around your waist so he could push your length deeper, and your faces were on the same level. You murmured a "well done, beasty" harshing locking lips with him. His eyes widened and he melted into the kiss, groaning into your mouth. He quickly resumed grinding on your throbbing member, chasing his high so he could finally be on cloud nine. Lilia's sharp nails clawed at your back and you knew despite being under the hazy spell of sex that your back would be filled with those crimson marks.

Lilia unlocked lips with you to cry out a "You feel so good, fuck!" as you continued to thrust wildly into him, feeling your member hardened, and that fire pooling in your abdomen made you desperate to unleash your cum into Lilia's delicious warmth.

He saw stars, blinding his vision white as he came close to his orgasm. He groaned, burying his face into your sweaty neck.

"Please," Lilia moaned out, his sharp nails scratching onto your back. You let out a hiss at the feeling but at the same time, it was oh-so pleasant. "Can I...ngh!...can i cum?"

You nodded, hair wet and dripping with sweat before thrusting your member in one last time before you groaned loudly. Lilia gasped as he felt his walls clenching around your dick as you came into him. He couldn't resist the urge anymore; Lilia simply let out a hoarse moan, his back making a clean arch off the bed and eyes clenched tight. He sees stars, blinding white in appearance; he feels the tension growing within himself, signaling his orgasm. His walls squeeze tighter around your cock, and you threw your head back to let out a moan.

"Lilia," You moaned out as Lilia panted. Heat breaths escaped his mouth, his body lazily stretching on the bed as you pulled out; the combination of sweat and cum made the action sound so lewd.

"Did I do good?" Lilia murmured as he sat up before groaning in pain. His legs felt so weak and sore, but Lilia couldn't resist the silly, lovesick grin climbing onto his face.

You hummed as you came back with towels in hand. Your body was void of anything; magic was really useful in times like this. But when it came to Lilia's aftercare, you were sure to do it manually. Another non-verbal way of showing your love to your everything. Blowing onto them softly, the towels became warm in your hands with your enchanted breathes and you motioned for Lilia to come closer. He blushed bright red and you tilted your head.

"Can you...help?" Lilia coughed out, his normally pale face the shade of tomatoes. "My waist and legs..."

You laughed. "Of course! I caused it, so it is my responsibility."

Carefully, you cradled Lilia into your lap, settling him gently; your eyes were always so loving and kind. You murmured soft compliments as you wiped the sticky combination of sweat and cum off Lilia's body, pressing soft butterfly kisses onto his clean skin immediately.

Lilia suddenly tilted his head so he looked at you. A grin was still on his face, his cute little fang poking out.

"Can we cuddle afterward?"

"My beast, of course."

[moraysoiree]

heels

Awestruck, Rook wraps his arms around your body, enjoying every second of you looking down onto him from above, just like you should. Perhaps he would very much prefer to be at your feet at all times, conquered, vanquished, and powerless.

characters: Rook Hunt x gn!reader tags: smut, dom!reader, reader is shorter than Rook, gn!reader ('reine' – french for 'queen' is used), clothed sex, heels, biting, mentions of blood, slight humiliation word count: 1354

Halloween is the busiest time of year, and most important in terms of boosting the prestige of your alma mater, too. All the more reason to spare no effort in preparation. And so you do, making sure to look your best in the vampire getup Pomefiore have chosen this year. The last touch to your look being the highest heels you could find in Vil’s wardrobe, the deadly and imposing creature of the night image is designed to inspire the basest of fears in the onlooker and pin them to the ground for the taking. And you get the chance to see it in action rather quickly, with your lover as lab rabbit, no less.

As you enter the still empty Hall of Mirrors, the first one to notice you is Rook. He freezes completely right in the midst of a conversation, staring at your form as you approach him, making it more and more obvious that your heels give the usually much shorter you a rare opportunity to tower over him. His conversation partner long gone (everybody knows how insufferable you two are together and prefers to avoid those displays to the best of their ability), Rook comes closer to you, admiration written all over his face as plain as black ink on white paper. ‘Mon amour,’ he takes your hand to his lips and presses a kiss, looking up at you in reverence, ‘Your radiance is most blinding today.’ His eyes travel up and down your body, soaking in this new position you two find yourselves in. ‘Had I known high heels would impress you so, I would’ve worn them much sooner,’ you giggle. ‘Nothing is ever to escape your attention, as expected of the possessor of my heart,’ he laments at being discovered so easily, but you stop him with a finger to his lips. ‘Meet me in the sideroom in an hour,’ and you’re gone with a quick kiss on his cheek, leaving him longing and yearning for your withdrawing presence.

Awestruck, Rook wraps his arms around your body, enjoying every second of you looking down onto him from above, just like you should. Perhaps he would very much prefer to be at your feet at all times, conquered, vanquished, and powerless. ‘You are positively enchanting today, mon amour. I feel like I would do anything under this mesmeric gaze.’

You are stricken with a curious idea at that declaration. ‘Anything at all?’ you question, all but baring your teeth in a carnivorous smile. ‘Anything, ma reine’, he echoes and kisses a lock of your hair gently, as if to underscore his intent. It takes you a lot not to let out a chuckle of anticipation for what’s to come next.

‘Kneel,’ your voice is firm and leaves no room for debate. Not that there would be any, really, with the way Rook’s eyes widen a bit, laying his emotions to you out on a plate. He processes the order, his eyes crease in delight. Without a word, he complies, slowly descending before you as his hand finds the slit of your dress and slides up your leg. His gaze unfalteringly fixed on yours, Rook kisses your thigh time after time, leaving black lipstick marks all over. His eyes are deep and hungry, you’ve ever seen him look like that at you – as if you are the most fascinating and delicate songbird an archer could lay his gaze upon. And this archer, as of now, is caught in the headlights and at the edge of the arrow you are pointing at him.

With a smile, you tangle your fingers in his hair and tug, making him fall back a little in surprise. It’s painfully obvious how much this little game of cat and mouse is affecting him. Rook’s expression becomes a tiny bit frenzied in agitation, you know this look to emerge a short moment before he loses control. ‘Uh-huh,’ you chide. ‘Was it not you who said he would do anything for sa reine?’ His face falls theatrically and he throws his hands in the air in defeat, ‘I beg you to pardon my frivolities, but however am I expected to stay still when overwhelmed with such all-consuming beauty? Will you grace this lowly servant with your forgiveness, votre majesté?’ You giggle. ‘I will, for I am a kind ruler,’ you catch yourself thinking that that just now has sounded like a very poor impression of Crowley, but throw this annoying face (or mask, actually) out of your head immediately. ‘Now, how shall my chevalier repent, I wonder,’ you hum. Then your eyes sparkle, and you put your heel onto Rook’s chest, making him fall back even further as he caresses your calf and lowers his head to leave kisses there, too. The way he holds your shin is nothing short of a person holding the most exquisite of treasures, worshipping every inch of your skin with his lips.

His face is thoroughly flushed, and the hooded eyes, fixed on yours with an overflowing desire, leave little to imagination. ‘My, what a peculiar hunter! How he enjoys being driven into the corner,’ you drawl as you slide your leg down to a very telling bulge in his pants. ‘What an unusual display.’ His breath hitches when you press down, fingers tightening around your ankle. ‘Ma reine claims to be merciful, only to mock her poor servant so’, he sighs and shakes his head in fake dejection. You ignore his jests, silently lower onto his lap and push him down by the shoulders, still meeting no resistance whatsoever. You feel Rook grasp your waist with his hands desperately, but don’t break eye contact even for a moment, as you know that your prey will leap onto you the second you lose vigilance. You wrap your hand around his neck and close the distance between your faces, kissing his jawline. ‘Look at you, completely at my mercy now.’ ‘And wouldn’t have it any other way, mon amour,’ Rook whispers, not even trying to hide how he revels in this defeat. You tighten your hand on his neck, and snake the other one between you to cup his dick through the clothes. ‘Tell me?’, you urge him playfully. ‘You are the most fascinating creature to ever grace the lands of this world,’ he manages in a shaky voice as you continue stroking him through the velvety fabric of the fancy vampire costume. He looks the most breathtaking like this, elegant and strong yet still overpowered and bound to your will of his own volition. ‘Were you a wild savannah beast, I would gladly be devoured by your razor-sharp canines and torn by your knife-like claws, if only to surrender to your majestic beauty one last time and quench your bloodthirst,’ white-hot wave engulfs your mind and you clutch his dick harder, letting go of the neck just to yank his head back by the hair and clamp your teeth down on the tender skin so hard as if drawing blood is truly what you intend to do. He comes with a moan, and you keep stroking him through the aftershocks without unclenching your jaws. Only after you feel Rook still do you stop and raise your head to look at him.

The sight awaiting you is gratifying: ragged breaths escaping his chest, parted lips with smudged black lipstick, and, all the more thrilling, the delirious and disoriented look in his half-lidded eyes – it satisfies your hunger better than any hearty meal ever could. You leave a tender kiss on his forehead and get up, leaving Rook down on the floor beneath you, motionless and utterly ruined. You plant your heels on both sides of his head and look down, making sure to commit this sight to memory. ‘Come on, mon petit lapin, it’s high time we got back to work,’ your right shoe nudges his cheek softly and you leave, the clacking of your heels thinning out as you exit the room. Paralyzed, Rook moves no muscle in his body, his glassy eyes just boring the ceiling with a thousand-yard stare.

‘Beauté…’

[dddomenstarstwst1]

Merveilleux! Magnifique! Can we get Silver and somnophilia with the addiction with recording…

I've decided to combine these two, because they were very similar in concept. Also the format is headcanons, because i got sick and heads are easier to write right now, sorry!!

Punished and recorded (ft.silver)

Warnings: sub!Silver, dom!gn!reader, somnophilia, edging, overstimulation, punishments, recording (consensual), reader is mean, toys (dildos), bondage, a bit of humiliation and degradation (silver called slutty once)

a/n: a character is aged up and depicted as 18+ y/o

silver

° first of all, silver doesn't even complain. He knows he's been falling asleep way too many times, even when you two go on dates. It's not even funny, because one time he literally fell asleep face-deep in his dessert

° you've had enough, so it's time to discipline your knight. Tie his hands behind his back, while silver lays on his stomach, and shove a dildo up his ass. It's nowhere near enough to make him cum, just to keep him on edge

° well, you could of course help him out, especially when he's begging you with those pleading eyes filled with tears, but he doesn't deserve that. Snap a couple of pics, record a few clips of him shivering under your hungry gaze, tease silver about how slutty he looks right now and how you're gonna send them to his dorm mates

° he might start full on crying, the idea of being exposed to his friends is definitely making his heart race and dick leak pre-cum. Silver won't admit that, but he's lowkey gonna start posing for you, arching his back more, spreading his legs wider, etc

° once you've played with him enough, it's time for the real punishment to begin. Let your hands slide to his tied wrists, freeing him from restraints. Lay him on the back, only ever leaving feather-light touches on his erection and thighs

° overstimulate him by almost giving him what he wants, yet not exactly. His head is spinning from all the sensations he's experiencing, he could explode in an orgasm only from them. But it wouldn't be fun, so wrap your hand around his dick and milk him dry, leaving the dildo inside

° by the end of the punishment silver is trembling and shaking, clear watery spurts shoot from his tip, he's been completely emptied, both in mind and body. And you're thinking he finally learned his lesson, but something tells you it wasn't your last time punishing him for falling asleep on a date. Perhaps, it's the look he gives you

[l1tw1ck]

Secret Online Life

While trying to befriend your stepson, you find something you weren't quite expecting to see

Stepdad Reader (No Pronouns)

Bottom!FTM Idia x Top!Masc Reader

{Request} [Series] | [No AFAB Language Ver (AO3)]

CW: Getting Caught, Cheating, Daddy Kink, Oral, Praise, Cum Shot, Taking Pictures, Lingerie, Belly Bulge, Squirting, Nipple Play, Creampie

📝 1,975 Words

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You've been married to Idia's dad for about a year now and you can count on your fingers how many times you've seen Idia. He usually stays holed up in his room all day, only leaving to eat, pick up packages, or go to the convenience store.

When you do talk to him, he's shy and his face gets red. He avoids eye contact and looks like he wants to leave the conversation as soon as possible. You managed to ask him, your husband, and his brother if Idia hates you and all three of them said no. You figured he's just nervous so you decided to try and get him to warm up to you.

You asked his brother what he likes and got him some snacks. You walk down to the basement and knock on his door a few times but get no response. You open the door to make sure he's okay and the sight before you causes your mouth to hang open.

Idia's wearing a white lacy lingerie while sitting on a chair, not his gaming chair as he'd probably struggle to...ride the dildo he's currently on. His panties seem to have a hole in them and the dildo inside him is thick and transparent. He's pinching his nipples and talking to the multiple cameras pointed at him, one pointing in between his legs. You've never wanted to be a camera so bad in your life.

"You think I'm pretty?" Idia questions shyly. "Thank you.."

You stare at him intensely, eyes moving all around his body before focusing on his lower half as he grinds down on the dildo.

You're the only one home so you stay there, stroking yourself to the sight. He may be your stepson but by all hell is he irresistible. You stay there until he shuts off the stream.

Now you know why he chose to live in the basement of all places. The house had plenty of rooms but the basement's practically soundproof and very secretive. The perfect place to record adult content.

You pull your pants up and leave to take a shower, planning on talking to him about it tomorrow.

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You started to think about his body language when he's around you, the way he'd squeeze his legs together and chew on his bottom lip had you wondering if it was less about being uncomfortable with someone unfamiliar and more about being attracted to you.

And so, you decided to take a shot in the dark. More like a dimly lit basement, metaphorically speaking.

You knock on his door and he says "hold on" just loud enough for you to hear. You hear some shuffling and then some soft footsteps.

"Oh.." Idia looks up at you then down at his feet. "Yes..?"

"Can I come in? I need to talk to you."

Idia's heart pounds faster, he knows he's done something but he doesn't know what. He wonders if you opened one of his packages or even worse found one of his social media accounts. He lets you in but lets his mind wander to different things.

You motion for him to sit on the end of his bed and he does, looking at anything but you.

"I found out about that little hobby of yours, Idia. You're an adult and I'm no prude so I'm not upset at you, however, since you're doing this under my roof and likely buying things thanks to the allowance I give you...I think I'm entitled to some benefits."

"My...my money..?" He asks. Idia gets all his money from you, some from his father, and from being a camboy. With the money he gets from you and his father, he isn't really bothered by having to give you the other money. "Okay.."

"You know I don't need money, sweetheart." You chuckle. "I'll put it bluntly, I wanna fuck you."

Idia's face gets redder than before. He wonders if he had an auditory hallucination. "Me..?"

"If you don't want to, that's fine."

Idia finally makes eye contact with you, his lips trembling as he forms the proper words to say. "I want to.."

Your guess was right, he likes you. You move back and point to the floor, Idia immediately gets on his knees and looks up at you.

You pull down your pants and boxers, your semi-soft cock flopping onto his face. A small moan leaves Idia's lips.

You jerk yourself to full length, the sight making Idia ache in anticipation. You're bigger than all the dildos he has and he can't wait to feel you inside him.

You guide your length into his mouth and Idia stays pliant for you, eyes turning half lidded as you slide your cock in and out. "Such a good boy, taking me so well." You push his hair back gently. Even when you hit the back of his throat he doesn't gag, his mouth is perfect.

Idia moans vibrate along your shaft, his hand reaching down in between his legs to relieve some tension. He ruts against his palm erratically, loving the feeling of your thick length in his mouth but also anticipating it's entrance inside him. The more you thrust into his mouth the more he anticipates it.

"Getting desperate, Idia?" You chuckle, pulling out of his mouth and pumping your cock a few times before coming over his face. "You don't mind if I take a picture for myself, do you?" You take your phone out.

Idia shakes his head and looks up at the camera, unintentionally making a cute face for you.

You snap the picture and move him onto the bed, making him lay on his back. "Such a pretty thing.." You move your hand up underneath his shirt, feeling a lace bra. "Oh? Were you about to stream?"

You notice his weirdly put together outfit, a big wrinkly t shirt and some pajamas pants. He clearly put it on when he heard you knock.

Idia shakes his head. "I was just gonna...take pictures.."

"Really? Where's your camera? Can't have me be the reason your fans miss out on some sexy pictures."

"You don't have to.." Idia bites his lip, not wanting to wait any longer. "I...want you to- to fuck me already.." He says, his body language and voice madly sinful yet somewhat innocent.

You press a finger to his lips, resisting his charm. "Not yet, princess. You're going to be patient for Daddy, okay?"

Idia pouts, getting even more aroused. "Okay.." He shakily points to his high quality camera.

You take a few pictures of him with his clothes on, some pictures focusing on his cum drenched face. Then you push his shirt up, showing the baby blue lace bra he has on. They hold his small breasts nicely, squeezing them together perfectly.

You squeeze one of them and snap a picture before moving down to his pants. You help him pull them down and you pause, a grin growing on your face.

He's wearing garters, which are holding up two white stockings.

You squeeze his soft, thick thigh before taking a few more pictures. Idia forgets about his whiny complaints, getting turned on by your focused and lustful expression. He feels like a work of art being observed by an art critic. He's never felt this beautiful before.

He looks at you dreamily as you bring his legs up in the air and point the camera at his clothed pussy. Idia lets out a soft moan when your finger slides up to his t-dick, brushing against the sensitive growth before moving your hand down to push the fabric aside.

You take one final picture of his wet pussy and then one of his whole body before placing the camera down on the side drawer. You wipe up his face so he doesn't have to have cum on his face all night.

"You're so wet, baby." You slide a finger into him with ease, adding another to loosen him up a little. "You've been so patient for me, such a good boy.." You kiss his little dick, licking it a bit before pulling away.

Idia moans, twitching from the contact. "Please...please fuck me.."

"Daddy needs to loosen you up first, 's gonna hurt."

"I don't care...I need your cock, please, Daddy."

You bite your lip, you're painfully hard and Idia's doing an amazing job at seducing you so you sigh and let him win. "Fine, all good boys deserve rewards after all." You climb onto the bed and slot yourself in between his legs.

Idia watches as you push the tip of your cock inside him, stretching his hole out nicely. He bites his lip and hisses as you move further. You pause and look at him in worry. He shakes his head. "Keep going.."

With that reassurance, you do as he says, pushing your length further and further inside him until he's completely filled up. His hand moves down to his lower stomach, pushing down the bump. He'd been masturbating to the thought of this, fantasizing about what it could look and feel like if you ever had sex with him. Idia almost came from seeing the bulge in his stomach.

You smirk, feeling him clench your cock. "See how good I'm filling you up, baby?"

Idia nods with his cheeks flushed. His toys pale in comparison.

You grab hold of his waist and slowly pull out before thrusting hard, making Idia mewl. You set a fast yet comfortable pace for him. "You feel amazing–"

Idia moans, feeling pure bliss from having you take his virginity. Barely comprehensible mumbles of pleasure leave his soft and wet lips, hands making its way up to his chest. He pinches his nipples through the thin lace, feeling more pleasure from the fabric tickling the sensitive buds.

You move one of his hands away, replacing it with your mouth.

Idia rolls his head back, gasping as a sudden sensation of pleasure overwhelms his body. "Da- Daddy~!" He chokes out. "Gonn- gonna co- come~!"

You keep going, your hand fondling his t-dick and instantly bringing him to an orgasm. He arches his back and squirts, walls spasming around your cock.

You pull away from his nipple and kiss the tear that fell from his eye, slowing your thrusts. "That's right...squirt on Daddy's cock." You groan in his ear, nibbling on it.

"No- no- keep...keep going..faster..." Idia weakly rolls his hips. "Want...want Daddy to co- come too-"

"I can't or I'll come inside you, baby, I have to pull out." You kiss him softly, retracting yourself from inside him.

Idia wraps his legs around you, giving you a pleading look. "Come inside." He says with a surprising amount of confidence while he tries to fuck himself on your length. "Wanna feel it inside me...'M on the pill." He takes it to stop his period but he always hoped he could use it for one of its other functions.

You bite your lip and grip his hips hard enough to bruise them, fucking him hard enough to bring you to your orgasm quickly. "You're perfect.." You groan. "Gonna fill your pretty pussy up with my cum, sweetheart."

"Yes~! Oh- please~!" Idia moans, jerking himself off to come with you.

You kiss him sloppily before moving to his neck, nipping away at it as you reach your peak. Idia lets out high pitched moans and comes quickly after you.

You slowly pull out and watch the cum drip out of him. You quickly grab the camera and take a picture, wanting to savor this moment. You give his pussy a harsh but loving smack, you smirk when it squeezes around nothing.

He looks so pretty with his face flushed and his body trembling.

Makes you want to go another round.

[angelsrcute]

Baby, keep your eyes on me. ౨ৎ

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — yandere men who'd tie up someone and fuck you infront of them if they jealous. Gosh, the fucking audacity. How dare that fucker look at you in a wrong way? it's as if his hand on your waist and the way he clings to you isn't enough. Your head pushed into the pillow, your ass up in the air as he fucks you to next week, his other hand gripping into your waist. Ouch, that would leave marks.

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ— The bound stranger struggles to get out of the chair, screams muffled. Loud moans echoing in the room, your ass red from the spankings, it hurts! Well, who cares, at this point you can only think about how well his cock slides in n out of you, stretching you out, hittin' all your good spots. The lewd sight, full on display for that unfortunate man :(

“Such a stupid slut, gettin' off of this, do you like this? gettin' fucked in front of someone? tsk, can't even keep quiet like a good girl,”

Oh, well what happens to the guy after that is a mystery! :3

Leona, ROOK, Leech twins, Blade, Boothill, Asmo, Barbatos, Childe, Sukuna, TOJI, Scara, Pantalone, Chuuya, DAZAI, Akutagawa + your favs.

[domxmarvel]

Quiet

Masterlist

Pairing: Vil x Female!Reader

Slot:Accidental stimulation+Party

“Something wrong?” Vil asked,when he noticed you looking around. 

“Just looking for a seat,the heels are starting to hurt”

“Follow me” He led you to the chair that was revered for him,no one dared to even sit next to him. He sat down and pulled you into his lap,you moved slightly causing him to wrap his arm around you and pull you against his chest. You weren’t used to sitting in his lap,suddenly he held you tighter. 

“Vil?” You turned to look at him,he was staring daggers into a group of other men. Who were now running away. You leaned in,mere inches from his ear. “You look really hot when your jealous”

“I’m not jealous,they could never match me” He was right,you didn’t even know how you two ended up together. Suddenly you felt something pressing against your back. 

“They never could” You turned and kissed him,his hand grabbed your thigh and pulled you even closer. “You’re a luxury” You said it in a teasing tone,although you meant it. He smirked. 

“We should leave,I’m sick of everyone looking at you”

“I don’t think you can,with this” Bruising your hand over the bulge in his pants. “If you stand up everyone will notice” He realized that you were right,right now the only thing stopping everyone from seeing is the table in front of you and you on his lap. “I could help,but you’ll have to be quiet” Sliding your hand under his pants,you wrapped your hand around his cock.

*

His face was cold and unemotional,it was like he wasn’t even there. Like you didn’t have your hand around his cock,slowly moving up and down. The party was still going on as if you weren’t there,you were surprised he actually let you do this to him. You speed up,making him jolt but he quickly recomposed himself. 

“Y/N” His voice on the other hand,clearly showed that he was anything but composed. He buried his face into your neck. “Faster..please” He bit down on his lip as you moved him faster and faster. 

“Vil” He looked up and you kissed him. He suddenly pulled away.

“Y/N,I can’t wait”

“Just stay quiet” He bit down on your neck,making you bite your lip to keep quiet. He came all over your hand. “Maybe we should do this more often”

“Not happening”

[lovememoreplease]

I missed you...

vil x male!reader

Part two

☆ sub reader, dom vil, male reader, mention of amab body parts on reader, pet names, creampie, fingering (if i forgot something im sorry)

an/ it was supossed to be longer...

☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆

its been months since you and vil had time for each other. he was busy with his housewarden work and you were busy with work that crowley gave you.

the lack of time spended together and load of work on yours as well vil shoulder made both of you exhausted. you had enough of the distance. one day when it was little bit dark outside you decided to sneak in pomefiore dorm and maybe find your beloved vil. and you succed as first thing you saw when you walked inisde was vil. as your eyes meet he wasnt really happy. "really? sneaking into my dorm?" he asked with sigh as he walked up to you. "sorry, couldnt wait any longer" you replied pulling him into a tigh hug. "gosh… i missed you" you whispered pulling him even closer. vil just smiled softly and hugged you back "missed you too, dear". "youre free now?" you asked with hope that he will say yes. vil stayed quiet for some moment thinkin about answer but eventually agreed "i do have some times, yes" you smiled and pulled him in a kiss whitch he pulled away from "y/n, not in public. i cant let other students just see us kissing in the hallway. you will ruin my make up!" vil said creally not happy with the kiss and possibility of ruining his make up on the eyes of many other students that can pass by. "then can we go to your room?" you asked with sigh. "its late anyway and you would remove it soon anyway" you added. "what i have with you…" he sighed in disaproval but agreed "fine, but please dont stay too long… i dont want my skincare routin to delay." he spoke taking your hand in his and tucking you in his room closing the doors after both of you walked inisde. as fast as the doors closed you pressed vil to the doors of his room and kissed him passionately pressing him more and more into wood of his doors. his hands wrapping around your neck pulling you closer. when both of you are now in private… he can let his makeup get destroyed little bit…

hi leg moved up hooking up on your hip as your hand went down to hold his leg under his keen and lean more into him. "gosh i missed you soo much, my prince" you spoke kissing his neck nibbling on it. "i missed you too, potato" you chuckle "is there really a need to use this nickname in such romantic moment?" you comment while continuing to nibble on vil neck leaving soft bite marks that will soon fade. "oh? you dont like it, dearst?" he asked teasing. "better" you hum and pick him up. he wrapped his legs around your hips. "vil…. gosh i missed you baby" you mumbled kissing his lips squeezing soft moan out of your boyfriend. "I-I missed you, too, darling… It feels like it's been way too long since we've been able to truly be with each other. I'm sorry I've been absent so often…" he replied searching your lips with his own until he found them and pressed them together in another heated kiss.

your bodies pressed against each other as you move both of you to vil bed and lay him on it getting on top of your boyfriend. "its fine…" you reply and start to slowly take off his uniform as he starts to take off yours as well. "i love you, y/n" he said kissing your lips and then your jaw trailing down to your neck and staying here leaving wet kisses. you let out a small moan and chuckle brushing your hand in his hair "i love you so much, vil" you repeat. the amout of love and longing form him in your body makes you crave him more and more.

"You don't have to say it over and over again. I already know, sugar~ I can see it in your eyes, I can hear it in your voice, I can feel it in the way you press close to me…" Vil's fingers continue to gently caress the exposed areas of your body. "I love you too, y/n, with every beat of my heart~ Let's have what we truly want." he chuckle pulling you closer and kissing you once again. his tongue moving into your mouth playing with yours as he moan softly from time to time. your bodies pressed even closer together at the lust and need in both of you get bigger and bigger with every passionate second that is passing.

after long make out session vil push you gently away only to sit on top of your hips rolling his own. "god… what was the last time i you inisde?" he asked reaching out to his night stand taking out a bottle of cherry scented lube and let some of the cold liquid fall on your hard cock. you hiss at the cold feeling but it quickly dissapers because of vil warm hand stroking you to cover the whole thing up in lube. "hmmm, im quiet impatient, baby" vil sigh leaving alone your dick to streach his hole out to get ready to take you inside. soon you can feel your lovers body slowly sinking down on your hard on. you let out a whiny moan as he soon bottomed out. your hands resting on his hips as he slowly starts to roll his hips getting used to the fullnes and in no time start to bounc up and down. "o-oh god, it feels sooo geat" he moan moving his fingers to his hardened nipples and play with the sending even more simulation through his own body making him let out another and another sounds.

"i missed you so much love, so so so much ♥" he slurred out as his hips move up and down over and over again. "mmm~ you feel soo good" he smirk letting go of his nipple so jerk himself off "im close" you whmper out as knot in your stomatch starts to tighten. "me too" he reply clenching his hole around you bringing you even closer soon cumming inisde him. "o-oh god" he whimper shooting his own realise on your abdomen and little bit on the chest. he ride out your and his own orgasm and stop panting. "i needed it" he pant out trying to catch his breath "me too…" you reply pulling him into a hug kissing his cheek.

[mylovelybutler-786]

— DDD Special —

Dec’8 - Female Malleus x Top Male reader

Gift: Are you touching yourself right now?” — “Is the princess begging for some dick? That isn’t very ladylike, my dear”

Warning: Genderbent character, bottom character, Top male reader, Teasing, Pet names, Masterbating and fingering in front of a mirror, wet dreams.

— Malleus sneaking into your dorm to stay the night was nothing new, you both enjoyed each other’s company and the cuddles you had. But what happens when your lovely Malleus wakes up from a wet dream with you still completely asleep next to her?  .

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The ramshackle dorm was rather quiet tonight, the soft sounds of the wind blowing along with some crickets outside just barely audible. Well, it was until a soft gasp existed Malleus’s eyes as she shot them open, with flushed cheeks. The fae slowly blinked and looked around in a sweat, only noticing your arms wrapped around her with you sleeping soundly against her. 

Malleus slowly blinked her eyes while a heavy and shaky sigh left her lips. She slowly bit her bottom lip and shut her eyes. She could feel something wet dripping down her thighs, as a pool of arousal grew in between her legs. She couldn't help but feel a bit frustrated, especially when she figured out her wet dream was not reality. 

Malleus nervously glanced back at your unconscious state and gently sighed noticing you were completely asleep. The fae slipped her hand onto her stomach and slowly slipped it down her shorts to reach her soaked panties. Her lips twitched slightly as she began to rub her cloth clit slowly with one finger in a circular motion. 

A quiet whimper left her mouth as she pressed against the wet spot a bit harder while she furrowed her eyebrows. Malleus opened her eyes to see a large mirror leaning against your bedroom, showing her reflection of herself with the light of the moon through your window. 

Ragged breaths came through her nose and could be heard if you were listening close enough. The fae closed her eyes out of embarrassment while her chest was rising up and down from her short breaths. 

When Malleus had enough of the slight teasing pace, she decided to move her hand underneath her panties. She bit the inside of her cheek as her finger slipped in between her folds. Her other hand covered her mouth to keep you from waking.

Her head slowly drifted off to imagining it was your hand touching her like this, the way your fingers would always teasingly rub up and down on her wet folds as she tried not to make lots of movement. 

Her hand moved up to her clit, pressing against it with two fingers and lightly tapping against her clit as if giving it a flick like you’d always do. Her fingers lowered along her folds till she reached her soaked entrance. She slipped a finger inside her slowly pumping it in and out while she moaned behind her hand. 

Slowly three fingers were inside her, pumping in and out quickly making a lewd squelching noise. Malleus' head spun in a daze, though sadly her fingers couldn’t reach as far as yours could. 

“Hahh……” Malleus moaned as she bucked her hips against her fingers, imagining she was grinding against yours. The sound exiting her mouth was enough for you to stir in your sleep, before opening your hazy eyes to see the back of Malleus's head facing you, her hips rocking back and forth while audible moans left her pretty lips. 

Your eyes adjusted to the dark and you could see the large mirror Malleus was facing, through it you could see her face a flush red color with shut eyes, to focus on her fingers pumping into her to even notice you had awakened. 

Your breath got caught in your throat as heat ran down to your dick. Was Malleus just shamelessly fingering herself while you lay asleep next to her? Well obviously, yet your lips curled into a small grin. 

You slowly moved your head towards Malleus' ear, and gently whispered into it. “Are you touching yourself?” You said in a teasing tone while Malleus yelped, her eyes widening in surprise as she looked up at you, her hand completely stopped its movements. 

A small whine exited her mouth as she felt your gaze on her, she slipped her hand out of her shorts before squeezing her thighs together in an embarrassed manner from getting caught. You hummed as she didn’t answer, slipping your hand to press against her stomach. 

“And doing that in front of a mirror? How kinky princess” You teased as your hand trailed to the hem of her shorts, slightly tugging them down. 

“It wasn’t on purpose……” Malleus blushed and turned her head to the side, lifting her leg a bit so you could take her shorts off with ease. 

You chuckled a bit, before taking off her shorts and underwear. You glanced back at the mirror to see Malleus glistening pussy on display, slick wetting her thighs. Your cock twitched in your sweatpants as you place your chin and Malleus's shoulder.  

“What’s got you all worked up this late at night princess?” You purred, slowly slipping your finger through her wet folds and gently pressing her pussy with your hand.

Malleus’s hip twitched as she gripped her hand around your arm, holding onto you as heavy panting left her mouth. “…A-a dream” she pleasurably sighed as she felt your finger teasingly prodding against her entrance. 

“A dream? Oh my, I wonder what you were dreaming about to get you this excited..~” You teased as you slipped a finger into her, her walls were welcoming and warm as you slowly curled your finger causing the fae to let out a dragged moan, and tighten around your finger. 

“Y-you…nggh…!!! W-Were..having s-sex with me..” Malleus said panting as clawed her nails against your arms causing you to let out a small groan into her ear. “F-fuck…~ it was l-lewd..!” 

You let out a small pant and slipped another finger in her, making a scissoring motion with your finger, watching through the mirror as her thighs twitched. Malleus's eyes closed blissfully while whiny moans left her mouth and she started to grind her hips against your fingers desperately. 

“You…w-were touching me so roughly a-and..!!” Malleus's breath hitched feeling you slip another finger inside her, stretching her out a bit. Malleus bit her bottom lip, suppressing a loud moan as her thighs shut closed around your hand. 

“Keep your legs open princess, I wanna see you” You mumbled against the fae's ear which turned red, as she slowly lifted her leg with an embarrassed whine. “Good girl,” You said, kissing her temple. 

 You pushed your finger's knuckles deep into her watching her open her eyes and watching your finger fuck her. The loud and lewd squelching sounds her wet pussy was making could be heard loudly. 

“Fuck princess, you're squeezing around my fingers so tightly..~ They're all so soaked” You mumbled into the girl's ear, pressing your finger against a certain spot inside her causing her to throw her head back into your shoulder. 

“A-ahHh!~ O-oh fuck yes..!!!” Malleus said with her mouth wide open, drool slipping from the corner of her lips, she looked so pretty already dazed out from just your fingers. 

“N-need bigger!~” The fae moaned, looking back at you with pleading eyes as her spongy walls quivered around your finger tightly. “I-I want something bigger……Please~” She begged as her eyes slowly rolled to the back of her head. 

“You want something bigger?… Should I add another finger inside you?~” You teased, knowing what she meant before Malleus let out a frustrated cry. 

“You’re c-cock! P-please [R-reader]! I want it so bad!! Haaa!~” Malleus pleaded with a sob as she gripped onto your arm. “Please,Please,Please I need your cock so bad!~” She cried as she stared into the mirror with blurry eyes, watching your hand finger her tight pussy. 

“Is my princess begging for some dick?……That isn’t very ladylike” You said while kissing her neck, shivers ran down her spine as she felt something in her stomach start twisting. 

“Be patient. For now, look how well your pussy takes my fingers. Look how much you're sucking them in” You cooed as you moved your hand to Malleus chin, forcing her to look into the mirror where her pulsing pussy took in your fingers like it was the last thing she’d get to cum around. 

The warmth in her stomach became hotter as her walls twitched more frequently around your finger, squeezing them as if she didn’t want them to leave her. She let out a groggy moan and arched her back off you, shutting her eyes close. “I-I’m cumming! N-ngh!!~” 

Malleus's eyes rolled to the back of her head and your name rolled out her tongue as she finally came around your fingers when you pressed your fingertips against her g-spot. You felt her cum all over your fingers with a high-pitched cry, before she slumped down against the bed. Panting loudly as she tried to catch her breath from her orgasm. 

You stared at the mirror to stare at Malleus beauty, her thighs covered in slick cum, along with the fucked out look she had on her face. Mallues let out a cute whine when she felt your fingers slip out leaving her feeling empty before she felt your arms wrap around her tightly. 

“Fuck, you got me all excited now” You grumbled “How about it princess? Let’s make that dream of yours come true.” 

[knoxmares]

housewife in the making - mozus trein x dom top amab reader

MINORS DNI

tags: feminization, breeding kink, alcohol mention

“What’s wrong, love?” you allow your fingertips to span across Trein’s exposed chest, holding him close to you as you teasingly whisper in his ear. “You act like you’ve never poured wine before despite doing it for the better part of two decades.” your eyes focus on his quivering hand that hesitates in lifting the bottle. 

“Forgive me if I hesitate in this particular circumstance” a breathy exhale escapes him, hole clenching around your length, which is buried inside him. He might as well not be wearing anything at all with the way you have his thin silk robe gathered at his waist, lapels pulled widely apart. “You mustn’t move.” He orders gently. “It’s expensive wine.”

“So… I shouldn’t do this?” you slowly yet forcefully roll your hips into him, rubbing his prostate. Your hands rise with his quick intake of breath, and his hands grip the counter.

“No you shouldn’t” his exhale comes in the form of a low chuckle, a grace the strict man would never give to anyone else so froward. “You are so insatiable tonight, requiring me to present you with both a late night refreshment and myself” fond amusement overlays his words, one hand now affectionately laying atop your own. Fingertips dig into your skin as you begin to move again, your gentle thrusts bringing on a wave of pleasure. 

“Yet I know how eager you are to satisfy me, Mozus.” He lets out a soft moan, tilting his head backwards. “You’re like my perfect little housewife” your hand not held in his tight grasp slowly trails down his abdomen. “I should buy you one of those frilly aprons, so you’re always ready and exposed for me” his cock twitches at your slight touch, fingertips grazing the underside of his erect shaft. 

“Please” he begs barely above a whisper. The sound of his cute whining soon punctuates his shallow breaths as your hand wraps around him, stroking him slowly. 

“You sound so pretty when you beg, baby.” You can’t help but speed up the movement of your hips. “Makes me wanna fill you up” he moans your name loudly in response. “You like the sound of that, do you? Love the idea of having my babies?” Your balls slap against him as you thrust into him deeper, not slowing down. His cock is so slick with precum it glides easily in your hand as he’s pushed forward from the force of your thrusts. 

“That’s it. You feel so good clenching around me. I can tell you’re close, so go ahead and cum with me, baby” his body shakes, a high pitched moan being ripped from his throat as he finishes in your hand and you spill your release into him. You hold him flush up against you as you both come down from your highs, pressing a kiss to his shoulder that is revealed now that his robe has slipped off of it. 

“Okay, I’ll let you pour the wine. I really am famished now” you attempt to swipe a cracker with your clean hand, but Trein pulls it back against his chest. 

“You go get yourself cleaned up and wait for me. I’ll tidy up myself and take care of things here. Better to avoid any further distractions” he pats your hand and glances back at you pointedly. 

“Whatever you say, darling.”

[siren-serenity]

SUB! TREY CLOVER

"please...please! i've been good" "mhmm...ahhh!" "patience, my love"

characters: trey clover, gn!reader warnings: nsfw, dom/sub relationships, mc giving oral a/n: - feedback is appreciated!

Trey shivered, body bare and goosebumps raising across his naked skin. You caress his smooth face with cold hands, igniting a chill down his spine followed by a low groan escaping his lips; "Mhmm, urghhh." He buried his head in the crook of your collarbone; his veiny arm wrapped around your waist where you were straddling him. You continued to grind onto his erection, igniting another moan from his lips; "Please..." Trey panted, squeezing his eyes shut when he was oh-so-close to an orgasm but resisted a groan when you stoped.

You hummed before slowly getting off; Trey's arms quickly rose to tug you back down; " but his amber eyes widened adorably when you position yourself between his legs; "Open for me." Trey eagerly followed as you held his length in your hands, fingers slowly stroking it. He responds immediately, groaning and fisting locks of your hair in his trembling hands. You quickened your pace, pumping it as Trey's amber eyes roll back in pleasure. His mouth was wide open, drooling leaking slowly from his lips as he moaned.

"Quicker, quicker! Please, I'm so close-"

Trey's voice hitched as you pop! your mouth off his length before groaning and limping onto the chair.

"Please, please, I've been a good boy!"

He looked at you pleadingly with amber eyes that shined like spun gold. A red flush tainted the pure, pale, smooth face that made countless people fall for him, you included. You chuckled before straddling him again. Trey's eyes dilated as you grinded on his erection, playfully moaning as you continued. He shivered as you leaned in, pressing warm, wet butterfly kisses onto his body that felt too warm and too hot.

"Ngh~"

You lifted his chin, so Trey's begging, pleading amber eyes stared into your smirking ones. He looked utterly submissive, so weak and like a bird drifting in a strong win. Watching the vice dorm leader of a noble dorm like Heartslabyul now, with him begging for release...it gave you a power rush.

"Patience, my love. I want to drag this as long as possible so by the time you orgasm, you'll taste divine."