#the fucking hickeys lmaoo

[reidsworld]

Parties

Summary: Spencer, Reader's boyfriend, gets jealous of the Readers family friend at a party.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!Reader

Category: Smut

Content Warnings: fake blood, fake knife and axe, Spencer being jealous, cursing, kissing, hickeys, semi-public oral sex(m receiving), face-fucking, praise/degradation, I think that's it, lmk if I missed anything! — you are responsible for the content you consume, if you are not comfortable with any of these warnings or are a minor, DNI!!!

Word Count: 1.7K+

A/N: For the readers parents house I was envisioning something like the Mikaelson mansion from TVD. The reader is described as having longer hair w/ curtain bangs! This is also my first fic so sorry if its bad lmaoo

Masterlist

Walking onto the jet, you sat next to Penelope, across from Spencer. This case had been a hard one, Hotch had Penelope come along as you needed all hands on deck.

ping!

You sigh taking out your phone to see a text from your mom.

Mother Call me, please.

"What's wrong, Sweets?" Penny asks, concern lacing her tone.

"Nothing, my mom is just trying to call me and I really don't want to deal with her right now." You reply with a groan. You click on your Mothers profile, hitting the call button. She picks up right away.

"Sweetie, let your team that they're invited to this year's Halloween party. Your father and I agreed on the Friday- the 25th, but we would appreciate your input on the date. It starts at 8 PM" she says into the line.

"Alright, the 25th sounds good. If we have a case I might not be able to come," you say with a fake-disappointed tone, praying that a case came up on the day of the party.

"Your father and I are excited to see you so please try to be there."

"Well I can't really control when serial killers decide to strike but you know, I'll try!"

Sighing, your Mother speaks, "Don't be like that honey, your father and I are very excited to see you. If it's any encouragement to come, Julius will be there!"

"Alright fine, I'll try my hardest to be there." you say, smiling at the name.

You exchange 'goodbye's' and 'I love you's' with each other before you hang up.

“Who’s Julius?” Morgan asks with a smirk, drawing your attention to rest of the team who’s staring at you. Spencer couldn't help but feel jealous at the way you smiled at this ‘Julius’ person.

“How did you-? And you’ll meet him at the Halloween party my parents are having on the Friday 25th at 8 PM. No extremely scandalous costumes or my parents will probably never invite you guys back.” You say with a laugh.

Luckily, on the day of the party there was no case. Even so, you had asked Hotch to get off early as you needed to get ready for the party and be there early, as per your parent's request.

Once he agreed, you rushed home and showered before getting ready. You wore a black velvet strapless body-con dress that cut mid-thigh. You had fishnet stockings and black gloves that reached just below your elbows. There was a knife strapped to your leg as well. You had your hair down, styled with curtain bangs.

Once you finished getting changed, you put on dark red lipstick, mascara, and did cat eye eyeliner. Finally, to complete the look, you grabbed the scream mask and rested it to sit securely on top of your head as if you had pulled it up to reveal your face.

You grabbed a small black handbag and put on some Doc Martens, heading out the door to your parents mansion.

Once you got there, their mansions was decked out with Halloween decorations. You parked your car in the garage and went inside.

"Y/N, sweetie, we missed you so much!" Your mother greeted as her and your father hugged you.

"I missed you guys too. And I love the costumes." You said when you pulled away from the hug, referring to their matching Gomez and Morticia Addams costumes.

"Thank you," your father smiled.

It was 8:45 and most of the guests had arrived, so you decided to go and mingle.

You were standing by the food when you heard a voice come from behind you.

"You look good, baby," Spencer said, giving you a kiss on your temple. You looked up at him. He held a fake bloody axe in the one hand and he was wearing a suit with a clear rain coat on top of it. He had his hair slicked back and fake blood splatter covered his face.

"Thank you, you make a hot Patrick Bateman," you winked.

"Well hello gorgeous." You turned to see someone that you hadn't seen in years.

"Julius! Hi, oh my gosh, don’t you look handsome. It's so good to see you." You smiled, hugging him. He was dressed in a orange jump suit with handcuffs on one hand. When he pulled away, you could see him check you out.

"It's good to see you too, love," He grinned.

Spencer would deny being jealous of how low Julius had his hand on your back, of how you smiled and hugged him. But who was he kidding, he was incredibly jealous. So, he stepped forward, wrapping an arm around you, smirking.

"Aren't you gonna introduce me, baby?"

You smiled, knowing exactly what Spencer was doing, "Spencer, this is Julius. Julius, this is my boyfriend Spencer."

Julius stuck his hand out for Spencer to shake. "I don't shake hands, too many germs. But it's nice to meet you," Spencer said, leaving Julius hanging.

"I'll be back, Spence, I gotta go to the washroom."

With that you walked off into a hallway, Spencer following quickly behind you. When he caught up, he grabbed your arm and pulled you into the laundry room, locking the door behind you.

“Spencer what are you—”

Your words were cut off as he pushed you up against the door, smashing his lips on yours. His hands roaming all over your body as you threaded your fingers through his hair, tugging on it and earning a soft groan from his lips.

He tugs on your bottom lip with his teeth, making you moan, before breaking the kiss moving his lips down your neck. He lightly bites down on a spot before soothing it with his tongue. He repeats this all over your neck, surely leaving multiple hickeys.

"Fuck, you see what you've done to me? Walking around with that pretty little outfit and flirting with some other guy who would never be able to make you feel as good as I do," he speaks with a low tone, pushing your hips against his growing bulge as his hands grope your ass.

His words make you weak at the knees, the pool in your panties building with every passing second. Spencer's eyes are filled with hunger and lust as he pulls you in for another kiss.

"On your knees," he says into the kiss, lightly pushing you down by your shoulders. You get on your knees, making quick work of taking off his pants.

You slide off his boxers, freeing his cock, precum leaking out of the tip. You grin before licking a stripe up the underside of it, making him groan.

You spread the precum around the head of his dick before taking it in your mouth and swirling your tongue around the head. Spencer's breathing picks up and you start taking more of it into your mouth.

He takes the mask off the top your head, tossing it somewhere in the room. He grips your hair, making a make-shift ponytail. You hollow your cheeks and start bobbing your head.

You swirl your tongue around his dick as you suck harder. He groans and throws his head back, "shit, baby." As you take more of his dick into your mouth, his hips buck, hitting the back of your throat.

You gag around his dick, making him let out a low groan. He looks down at you for approval before he starts thrusting into your mouth.

He fucks your throat, making you gag and moan around his dick. Tears begin to fall at the feeling and restriction of air flow. He pulls back a bit, letting you get some air.

Once you give him a small nod, he resumes his motions. "Fuck Y/N you take my cock like such a good little slut.”

You feel his dick begin to twitch in your mouth, indicating that he’s close. You look up at him as he pushes in and out of your mouth, moaning so loudly, you're sure people can hear you.

"I'm close," Spencer moans, sloppily thrusting into your throat, hitting the back every time. After a couple more thrusts, he pushes his dick as far into your throat as he can, making you gag. The vibrations send him over the edge. He holds your head still, sending warm ropes of cum down the back of your throat.

He pulls out and looks at you, your mascara is running and your hair is a mess, "you look so pretty like this baby." He caresses your cheek before helping you up onto your feet. He pulls his boxers and pants back on before kissing you on the forehead.

"I love you," you smile at him.

"I love you too."

He picks your mask up off the ground and hands it to you. You take him to the washroom and take out makeup wipes from the cabinet. He helps you take off your make up so you can reapply it.

You both walk out of the room and into the hallway. Just as your leaving you bump into Julius. His eyes flicker down to the dark marks scattered across your neck and Spencer smirks.

"We're leaving now, it was good to see you," You smile at him, holding Spencer's hand.

"Yeah, you too."

As soon as you got home, Spencer pulled you onto the couch to straddle him. His lips were on yours, engaging in a heated kiss. His hands roamed to the back of your dress, pulling the zipper down and sliding the dress down to your hips.

He unclipped your bra, freeing your breasts. he pulled back, looking down and grinning.

"Are you just gonna stare or are—” You were cut off by Spencer's lips on your nipple making you moan. He swirled his tongue around the bud as his other hand kneaded your other breast. You were moaning, running your hands through his hair.

Just as he was about to move to the other nipple, your phone pinged. You groaned and got off him. you walked over to your phone and unlocked it.

Mother Your car is still here...?

Y/N I'll pick it up in the morning, I went home in someone else's car

With that you put your phone down and walked over to Spencer, swaying your hips.

"Now, where were we?"

A/N: chat I’m rlly debating posting this rn. I wrote it in 2022 and now, 2 years later, I found it in my drafts. I decided to edit it and fix it up a bit. I’m pretty happy with how it turned out, when I first found it, I expected it to be a lot worse lmao. lmk what you think of it!! if no one reads this I’m taking it down cause I’m kinda out of my criminal minds phase lol. Any feedback is greatly appreciated🫶

[cupidkyu]

! ALASTOR IN RUT.

sub!reader,gn!reader(as possible),dom!alastor,sub!reader,bunny!reader , mention of blood,praise kink for reader if u kinda squint, alastor is rough in this but he praises u,alastor in rut,alastor owns your soul,dacryphilia if u kinda squint!!!, nicknames (ex.dear, darling),prbly have grammar mistakes, really short+ending lets you imagine the rest,straight to p0rn LMAOO

a/n : help I tried to make this gn reader as possible

MDNI

you were in the hazbin hotel,in your room, doing the paperwork charlie asked you to help with,of course,your 'owner' would check up on you frequently!

this time,he was more late than usual.

realization then kicked you hard,,

he's in a rut

suddenly,you hear a knock on your door,you place your pen on the table and get up from your desk, walking over to the door,,you place your hand on the doorknob and slightly open the door,just enough to peak through.

"why hello,my dearest!" alastor said,his eyebrows furrowed,he looked quite.. distressed? his hair was messier than usual and his ears were twitching, somehow still plastering a huge grin on his face,,

"mind opening the door for me?" he asked, tilting his head,"right-.." you murmured, opening the door like the good pet you are for him. he pushed you aside to get in,his back facing towards the door,,

"lock the door."

♡

,,your face was pressed against the pillow,,sobbing and moaning into it uncontrollably, gosh your noises just made alastor rougher-

"hah—..~ taking me so well,my dear..~ fuck- ah..always so good for me,hm?" he grunted, thrusting inside you, leaning down to leave hickeys on your neck,"always taking me no matter what— ..even if it's for my own pleasure-..~" ,, his praises just made you whimper more,you always get excited when he praises you,you can't help it! ,your fluffy tail just keeps wagging whenever he does,,

pushing inside you,his clawed fingers against your soft skin, drawing blood while you cry so pathetically, gripping onto the sheets,, your tears staining the pillow.

how many rounds has it been? you've lost count,you only know you're filled to the brim, you're absolutely shattered.

"my darling bunny..you feel so good around my cock..~", he said,,he was so animalistic in this state,so rough,but such gentle words,, you're whimpering so helplessly against the sheets,

it's gonna be a long night.

[mouseymilkovich]

Pull Over | Criminal!Carl x Reader

masterlist | playlist

Content Tags: smut btc, possessive Carl, lots of biting, fingering, m receiving oral while driving lmaoo

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It was another day on the road, you finally left the grungy motel and were moving on... to, well, probably yet another grungy motel. You sat in the car that Carl's colleague had just stolen and switched the plates on, at least it was a nice car.

You glanced at Carl, one hand on the steering wheel and the other gently resting on your thigh. When he noticed you looking at him, he smiled and gave your thigh a little squeeze.

"You hungry, baby?" He asked softly, seeing a sign for a small diner off the next exit.

"Yeah, I could eat." You nodded.

The car parked, and you two walked into the grungy diner - some guy on the waitstaff immediately started eyeing you up. That made Carl's grip on your waist tighten.

"Bathroom. Before we sit down. Now." His voice was quiet and sharp, sending a chill down your spine as he huried you into the only cramped bathroom in the place.

He locked the door behind you, then eyed you hungrily.

"Nobody else gets to look at you like that. Need to mark my territory." Carl muttered as he pinned you back against the sink. You let out a little whine as he started peppering small kisses on your neck.

"I-I know-" You said softly, then let out a little yelp as he started biting gently at your skin.

"You're my girl, right? My girl." He growled against your neck, then started sucking to form a dark hickey on your skin.

You whimpered, one of your hands went up and tangled in Carl's messy hair. "Uh huh."

His hand slid down the front of your shorts, his palm pressing against your underwear while he smirked against your neck. "Who does this belong to, pretty girl?"

"You, y-you." You murmured, biting your lip.

"Good girl. Now, you want me to take care of you, angel?" Carl asked softly, leaving more little bite marks on your neck.

"Please?" You whispered softly.

"That's my good girl." He praised, you were soaking up every ounce of it as his middle finger slipped into you while his thumb teased at your clit.

He worked his way up to three fingers being inside you, his other hand went over your mouth to help muffle your sounds just a bit. Sure, he wanted everybody to know who owned you, but he wasn't about to get you kicked out of the diner.

When your climax washed over you, he dragged you through your high, and held up your trembling body as his fingers slipped out of you. He smirked a little, holding his index finger to your mouth expectantly.

You fluttered your eyes, gently sucking your fluid off your boyfriend's finger. He helped himself to the rest from his other two fingers.

"Alrigh, baby, let's go get some food." Carl muttered softly after you two put yourselves together, giving your ass a gentle pat.

Nobody else approached you in the diner once Carl's protective mode set in. He was short, but much like a chihuahua, people kinda seemed to get the vibe to know better than to fuck with him.

You guys headed back to the car, Carl hadn't noticed you tucking the seatbelt behind yourself. You had a plan repay him for earlier.

"Baby girl, what are you- oh fuck-" He groaned softly as he felt you starting to palm him over his jeans. "While I'm driving? Are you tryna get us killed?"

"Focus on the road. I'll focus on your dick." You said with an innocent smile, unzipping him and adjusting his boxers so you could pull his cock out.

Carl gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles as he felt your mouth around him, so warm and sweet.

"Fuck, you are so in for it when we get to where we're goin'." He groaned out as his tip hit the back of your throat. He was hell bent on focusing on the road though, so he didn't swerve into the ditch.

You, however, were quite satisfied with yourself when you made him cum, and swallowed all of it like a champ. You sat up after you fixed his boxers and jeans, then fixed yourself up so you were sitting in your seat properly.

"Sorry, didn't get the opportunity in the diner, and I didn't wanna wait." You giggled.

Carl grinned at you and rolled his eyes. "You're fuckin' trouble sometimes, angel."

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[oomisluvr]

DREAMS, FAIRYTALES, & FANTASIES (WHEN YOU'RE AROUND ME)

synopsis: sakusa thinks your confidence is sexy. give him a twirl, won't you?

warnings: flirty!sakusa, suggestive, allusions to sex but nothing graphic i promise, reader is fine as hell, sakusa is horny because reader is fine as hell, swearing probably, proof read exactly one (1) time, can someone please buy me a skims dress

SAKUSA has always been comfortable in the role of an observer. Distant. Disconnected. Always calculating. There’s so much you can learn about a person by just watching them.

“Do I look okay?” You ignore the intensity of his stare, smoothing away any wrinkles in your skintight dress with a sweaty palm, “It’s not too much for a company dinner?” 

Kiyoomi’s eyes sweep up and down your figure, before flicking them up to meet yours through the mirror.

“I’m not sure,” He hums, doing a terrible job at hiding his intentions, a lazy smile on his handsome face, “C’mere for a second.”

Abandoning the array of makeup on your vanity, you skitter over to where he sits on the edge of your shared bed. Kiyoomi’s gaze almost has a physical presence; you can practically feel his eyes on you.

“Give me a twirl, pretty.” 

You laugh easily, giving into his request and making a show spinning on your heels to highlight every angle of your outfit. He offers a low whistle in return. 

“This dress is a little tight, no?” You can hear his smirk.

“Is that a problem?” You sass, breath catching a bit when you feel the calluses of his hand smooth over your waist and hips, dipping down to toy with the exposed skin of your thigh at the hem of your dress.

“Not at all,” He responds with a breathy chuckle, “You look beautiful, baby. I love how confident you are when you get dolled up.”

“Y-Yeah?” 

“Yeah,” he parrots, a little breathless because you always seem to have that effect on him, “It’s unbelievably sexy.”

Like an alligator nabs its prey, Sakusa’s arms reach out to you, pulling you into his lap. He chuckles a bit when you squeal, feeling the vibrations of the sound everywhere.

“God, you look amazing.” He mumbles to the sweet skin of your neck, like it’s a secret belonging only to him, “I’m sorry I couldn’t come with you. I would love to be your accessory for the night.” 

You giggle at the comment, ”Accessory?”

“Accessory might be too kind of a word, actually.” He jokes, “I’d look like hot garbage standing next to you. God, how could you settle like this?”

“Stop!” You playfully demand, not a fan of his self-deprecating sense of humor, “I happen to find you quite handsome! You look good! Sexy, even!”

“Wrong,” he hums to the shell of your ear, wrapping his arms around you and pulling tight because somehow sitting on his lap wasn’t close enough for him, “You make me look good. I love showing you off.”

“You’re a terrible flirt.” You soften at his admission, angling his head with a manicured finger and closing the space between the two of you. Slotting your lips against his, you let Kiyoomi lead, the kiss keeping a lazy rhythm. It’s all tongue and soft sucking; slow because you know he’ll miss you, even over a few hours. You pull away dissatisfied–no amount of kisses will ever be enough, “I love you.” It’s barely above a whisper.

“I love you, too.” You can see the hearts in his eyes, “Be safe tonight, okay? Call me if anything.”

You nod, wiping away flecks of red that transferred from your lips to his, “You’re still picking me up?”

“And dropping you off.” He confirms. 

You frown a bit, suddenly nervous again, “Is it lame if I show up early? What time do you think we should leave?”

“Well, you have two options,” He grins, “We can leave now and get there by 7. Very much on time.”

“And the other?” He grins, equal parts flirtatious and predatory, pointed canines coming into view, “We fuck right now and you show up fashionably late.”

(jump cut to reader showing up 90 minutes late with a dopey smile and a poorly-hid hickey on her neck. the camera pans to reader also leaving early LMAOO)

[yummyyumberries]

WELL I'LL BE. your writing is SO scrumptious ma'ma!?

Lemme get 2 the point 🤦

JONGSEOB.

I NEEEEEEEEEEED IT. I NEEEEEEEED MORE.

can you maybe do a write abt a fem reader having a thing for being marked, but like too shy to say?

Idk where I'm going w this y'all 🧍

DO WHAT YOU WILL WITH THIS

(like a gentle dom jongseob x fem reader who wants/likes being marked)?

Neck Kisses 💋

gentledom!jongseob x afab!reader

warnings : smut, hickeys obviously, making out, fingering, lmk if i missed anything

a/n: sorry for no uploads for a minute ur girls brain was DRY 😢😢 TYSM RAE FOR SAVING ME!!!! i had a seobie fic in the works but when i saw this request i shoved it to the side SO FAST LMAOO ilysm rae and i hope u enjoy reading 🤍 (also wanting to dedicate this to literally the best seobie writers ever @kisseobie @348kg love these guys and make sure to check out their work bc LORD.)

you and your boyfriend, jongseob, have been dating for a while now. you had noticed very quickly that he LOVES neck kisses. while everyone else’s boyfriend were kissing their cheeks, hands and lips. he would always give you a soft kiss on your neck, and it always turned you on. you loved every time he did it, internally hoping that one day he would bite down marking you.

while you were at his house you decided to ask him about it. “Seobie?” you say while you were laying on his lap. “yes angel?” he says putting his phone down, giving you his full attention. you sit up from his lap and ask “why are you always kissing my neck?”. his gaze softens and he slightly tilts his head. “do you want me to stop?”. your eyes widened and you quickly reassure him and sit closer.

you place a soft kiss onto his lips and you feel his familiar hand go up your shirt. jongseob deepens the kiss and starts to pull up your shirt. you break the kiss and help him take off your shirt, leaving you in a bra and shorts. jongseob being jongseob he starts to kiss your jaw slowly going down to your neck. you feel him smile against your neck and you immediately get nervous. whenever he did that it always meant he had an idea.

you were scared until you felt him bite down on your neck. “ah..” you let out a small whine and he immediately stops to look at you. he cups your face with his hand “are you okay? did i hurt you?” “i’m fine.. don’t stop” you were looking down avoiding eye contact but you could tell he was smiling.

“you’re so adorable” he says softly laughing. you open your mouth to respond but he latches onto you neck before you could. his hand was fidgeting with the button of your jean shorts. you would take them off but the feeling of him biting your neck and all across your chest is insanely distracting.

he manages to get your shorts off without your help and you didn’t even notice before he shoved his fingers into you without a warning. you let out a cry of pleasure and you look down at jongseob to see a display of hickeys all across your chest.

“seobie..” your voice is cracking and you could barely get any words out. he ignores you and laughs against your chest. he detached from you chest and stares at his artwork. you could feel your mind going fuzzy as he quickens the pace of his fingers.

you were trying to be quiet beforehand due to the thin walls (you learned your lesson from last time..) but you couldn’t anymore.

he added a third finger, stretching you, scissoring you open as he worked your clit with his thumb. "You're so fucking wet for me" his fingers pumped in and out, curling to hit that sweet spot inside you that had you crying out and squirming.

" 'm gonna cum," you cried, your body tensing. "cum for me, angel," he urged, speeding up his fingers. "let me feel you come around my fingers."

your orgasm crashed over you, wave after wave of pleasure rippling through your body. you cried out, shamelessly, your hands grasping at jongseobs shoulders as he rode out your climax with you, his fingers never stopping their magical motions. Gradually, the intensity of you orgasm subsided, leaving you spent and breathing heavily.

he pulled out his fingers and put them in his mouth licking them clean. you were panting still trying to catch your breath. his hand grazed over your chest and neck. he lets out a small chuckle “i think i got a little carried away.” “you think?” you reply jokingly. “i’ve been wanting to tell you about this for a while actually..” you say as your hand pushes the hair out his face.

“really? you should’ve told me sooner” he smiled. “i was too shy..” you smile back and look down. “what a shame, i had just bought a new tube top” you say looking down at your chest. “who says you can’t wear it?” he tilts his head “are you trying to get me in trouble?” you spat. he shakes his head “you can show off that you have a beautiful, amazing boyfriend”

[tomssexdoll]

Heyyy! Can i ask for sm request where Tom is littrally obsessed with y/n tits?? Like he just can't stop touching or even lick them?? Please💋🙏

im gonna turn this into a fic i just wanted to do headcannons for now since it really fits <3

NSFW IN THIS!!

tit obsessed tom headcannons

he literally STARES at them during sex

grabs them, squeezes them, plays with them, bounces them, jiggles them, you name it, he's doing it

loves teasing your nipples with his lip piercing

when you cuddle sometimes he'll just grab them and you'll sit/laythere like that for hours

when his hands are cold he'll use your tits to warm them up

he always says to switch to his eco friendly version of a bra aka his hands LMAOO

sucks on your tits during sex

leaves hickeys everywhere on them

pinching, biting, teasing your nips

sometimes he'll just get fed up with using his fingers and fuck your tits with his cock

shoves his face in them

when your cleavage is out he'll go CRAZYYY

literally motorboats you

jokes about them constantly

just puts his face in your tits and lays there for a couple of minutes

when you're showering he HAS to pay extra attention to your tits

rubs then, massages them, kisses them

he literally treats them like they're his prized posessions

loves buying you new bras, always good and expensive ones

he literally just put his jealous and possessive side to bay so he could see your cleavage in public

begged bill for an album cover to me your boobs (ofc he said no TF?? LMAOO)

literally cries when he can't see your tits

when you're mad at him you ban him from seeing, touching, feeling, doing anything to your tits and he goes crazy, literal withdrawls from it

bro begs you to suffocate him with them, that's his dying wish

does little dance moves with them or just moves them in weird ways

tags: @itsmealaiah @itsangelll @ballhair

tags: @kaulitzsbabyy @kaulitzswhxre @cosmicck

tags: @miyukafujii @ge-billsgf @bkaulitzlover

tags: @20doozers @ella1289 @tomsonlyslut

[wekiamo]

hcs about being fuckbuddies with 2009/2010 Tom?

★ TOM KAULITZ; 2010 FUCKBUDDIES NSFW HEADCANONS

minors dni for the love of god‼️

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whenever or wherever he saw you, he’d somehow always manage to approach you firstt

tom would take you to his room sometimes but y’all prefer the adrenaline of quickies and almost getting caught 😭😭 (never getting caught tho

he gets turned on when you play hard to get 😭

when tom sees you in public he just CANNOT keep his glances from afar and hands to himself when near you

if he likes being around you, he will bring you to sone of the tokio hotel concerts

he’s kinda selfish… 👁️ like he can fuck other girls but when you fuck other guys he isn’t really happy about it, but never forbids you from doing it ofc (like he could 🥱)

tom likes your boobs too much LMAOO

also in some interviews where they end up talking about sex (they always do lmaoo) he thinks of you instantly and starts smirking a bit to himself 😭

that boy LOOOOVES teasing you. the sight of you contorting yourself just because of his touch makes him go crazy. FOREPLAY ALWAYS

he also loves giving you neck kisses and hickeys 😍 especially when it’s your weakness (teasing again ofcc

his fav positions are doggystyle and missionary but mostly missionary bc he loves seeing your boobs bouncing or your facial expressions SORRY

as we all know, he’s too good with his fingers and that is no different in sex. loves fingering you and playing w your clit 🤞

tom brags you to the band members whenever he can lmaooo

NO BUT LISTEN. HE LOVES YOUR COLLARBONES AND ALWAYS STOPS THERE WHEN YOU’RE AT IT. there’s just something about them that he gets jajsjsjajds

alsooo he feels more pleasure from seeing your pleasure… turns him on fr. so he pleasures you more than you pleasure him yk. giving you head, making you cum first…

praising. that’s all i’m saying: PRAISING 😫😫

he’s a DOM. not a switch, not a sub, he’s a dommmmmm !! i don’t make the rules 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

[xotication]

hear me out okay..

kaneki loves to leave marks. whether it’s hickeys, bruises, literal bite marks.. you’ve had your fair share of it all. you can’t even complain either, because it doesn’t change anything. poor ken just thinks they look really pretty on you nd he can’t help it :(

sometimes it’s kind of embarrassing how many hickeys he’ll leave on your neck.. you hate having to cover them all the time so at some point you just give up & he’s ecstatic about it. you could be doing your makeup at your lil vanity, nd he’ll come up behind you just to lift your chin nd admire the love bites in the mirror. he’s sosososososo fucken proud of em too.

one time he took a video & posted it on YOUR insta story.. you knew he had your password but you didn’t think he’d do that. what’s funny is that you didn’t even realize until people were replying to your story going crazy.

“wtf??”

“are you dating a vampire??”

“did it hurt..”

“what’s wrong with you..?”

all types of things were being said. kaneki didn’t care though, & he didn’t necessarily understand why you did either. in his eyes it just let people know you were his nd his only.

the bruises he’d give you would be on your hips or thighs from gripping them too hard during sex. he tells you he’s sorry nd that he feels super bad afterwards but he’ll never admit that a big little part of him enjoys hurting you like that.. he doesn’t know what you’d think so he keeps it to himself.

he’ll always make sure to give you an ice pack wrapped in a towel so that it helps the bruises go away but if you say you’re fine without it, he doesn’t pry.. he’ll even ask if he can take pictures but you never really wondered why. you’re just a good s/o so you let him!!

oh nd don’t even get me started on you leaving marks on him.

he LOVES IT. he genuinely thinks it’s so cute nd he leaves them on display if & when the chance is given. he doesn’t care what anyone thinks. even if he goes to work, he couldn’t give less of a fuck if they’re “unprofessional” you try & tryyyy to tell him that he won’t die if he covers them up.. but he begs to differ.

“how will other people know i’m taken if they’re covered?”

“well, you could tell them.. if they ask you anything”

“too much work.”

kaneki’s using any excuse that he can. nd idk if you’ve ever seen those pics of the girls making lil hearts on their bf’s chest out of hickeys but kaneki BEGS you to do it for him. nd when you do he doesn’t wear a shirt for days.. “i should get this tatted” LMAOO ND HE’S SOSOSO SERIOUS.

his obsession with you nd everything you do is absolutely insane. it’s to the point where he’s literally told you he doesn’t even like looking at other girls/boys. like seeing them in public or at work is an ick for him. you leave him wondering why they even exist.

if his friends ask about the marks or tease him about them, he doesn’t let it slide at all. like omg.. this man is all like “mkay & when’s the last time you got play..? ohhh okay” HE’S SO SASSY FOR WHAATT. like baby sit down. it’s just a jokey joke.

n e wayz. he’s all for the love marks. you guys could be 40 nd he’ll still be laying them across your skin.

we love a crazily obsessive man!! ^-^

[leclerced]

lando's got his girl so trained that she asks him for permission when oscar is about to make her cum, he has to remind her of her manners ofc because oscar deserves praise too

LMAOO oscar would be petty.

he’s fucked her twice by then, and still when she’s about to cum she looks over to lando and asks him if she can cum. this time, lando tells her she needs to ask oscar. her gaze snaps back to him as she whines, “please, can i-“

“not yet.” she whimpers and he presses two fingers into her mouth to shut her up before she can complain, “i said no.” she whines as she wraps her lips around his fingers and sucks them into her mouth, almost gagging on them when he begins fucking them in the same rhythm as his cock. she’s trying her hardest to hold off her orgasm, but everything feels too good.

she grabs his wrist and pulls his hand from her mouth, “osc- i can’t- it- you’re too good- i- please-“ he smirks down at her as she begs, and suddenly stops fucking her the next time he bottoms out. she suddenly goes silent before whining loudly, “i- you stopped”

he hums above her, “didn’t want you to cum yet.” she tries rocking her hips into his and he presses them back into the bed with his hand on the flat of her stomach. she whimpers and squirms underneath his firm hand, looking over to lando pleadingly but he just shakes his head and tuts at her, tells her to be good for oscar if she wants to cum because he’s in charge right now. oscar denies her until she’s sobbing and begging for him, her skin damp with sweat and he can feel her pulse under his tongue when he licks across the hickeys he’s strewn across her neck and chest.

[nkogneatho]

How about Toji's girlfriend cheating on him with Megumi?

A/n: Oh let me tell you megs will take his revenge for the trauma toji had caused him lmaoo.

Megumi's breath was getting heavier with each time he pushed himself in you. He waited for this for so long. Now that he finally had you, he was going to make sure to corrupt every inch of yours Toji has touched.

He left bite marks wherever he saw a skin bruised with hickeys.

"Megumi, Ah! Don't do that. He'll know," you hissed in pain.

"Good. I want him to," long fingers playing with your nipples. "I want him to know how fucking nasty his girlfriend is."

"Ngh! Too deep. Ah—megumi."

"Don't want him to find out yet you're moaning so loud. What my old man would think if he hears you in the next room?" The taunts leaving his mouth humiliated you more. You tried to bite your lip, pathetically trying to hold back the filthy noises leaving your lips. Although, it only fueled Megumi's ego. With a low chuckle, he increased the pace, making it even harder for you. At last you gave up.

"Mhm, f-fuck!" you mewled. "Right there, megumi. Yes."

"Do I make you feel better than that asshole?"

"Ye—oh my god. Yes, you do. I love your dick so much." It drove him crazy. He lifted you by your waist, your body half in air and pushed so deep, it made you come. Your vision went blank. You should've come to your senses by now, knowing what you were doing was wrong. But you only craved him more.

[multifandombxxch]

Nct members who would mark you in hard to hide places so others could see

(When I say mark I mean hickeys or bites .🧍🏿‍♀️)

YUTA- bcz he’s that possessive “don’t hide it. I did it so everyone could see”

Jeno - likes to see you flustered and is also that possessive . “Turn your head so I can see it.”

Jaemin- also likes to see you flustered and just a little 🤏🏿 less possessive. “Look how pretty it looks on you”

Johnny - could rival Jeno except he just does it for the heck of it. “Why not?”

Daddy Kun - cause you’re his. He doesn’t feel the need to justify it. “Yeah I marked you there…so?”

Jaehyun- he would do it if provoked. not as frequently as the others would. “Yeah I bit you there just so he (a dude who approached you once) could see.”

Hendery - he was most likely fucking around and then realized what he did. Would play it off like he meant to do it. “So what if they can see it? Don’t they know you have a boyfriend?”

Yangyang- he made a mistake. Got a bit too carried away…Lmaoo would buy you all the concealer in the world to cover it up. “Babe what shade are you…an espresso or toffee?”

[dokoni-mo]

Warm Water || William Afton x GN! Reader

summary: you find yourself exausted, but he knows just what to do.

mostly SFW // Fluff

word count : 3773

warnings: age-gap relationship (reader is 20, Will is almost 40), dom/sub undertones, secret relationship, will is obsessive but not as much in this one, fluff, kisses, non-sexual nudity, cuddling, Willy has scars, pet names, exhaustion, hickeys, swearing, Will likes being called sir i just know it, cuddling, non-sexual intimacy, not very proofread, also just laregly a lot of rambling adfjafk idk im so tired, very very slight sexual themes so minors dni

a/n: i'm tagging my normal people for Crave (aka the peepaw chronicles) for this because it does take place in the same universe, but i'll leave it up to interpretation on whether or not you deem it cannon to the story (so im sorry if you didn't want to be tagged!!),, this is probably the most-self indulgent thing i've ever written so please bear with me,, i'm just very tired from school LMAOO and wanted to write smth more fluffy with willy and his lil bun

~~~

William Afton fucking hated baths. He hated a lot of things, but baths were probably towards the top of the list.

Even thinking about them made his skin crawl. Just the thought of sitting there, in your own dirt and grime? In a stuffy, humid room next to where the toilet is? Disgusting. He didn't consider himself to be a germaphobe, no. That wasn't it at all. He worked with children on a Monday-through-Friday basis. He wasn't scared of germs or getting sick. He'd built up quite the immune system over the years of working at the diner.

He just found the notion of sitting there like a big, sweaty dumpling inside of a soup comprised of water and your own dirt, sweat, and germs revolting.

But you liked them. You liked them a lot.

It was one of the few things William didn't quite understand about you. How could you like something so gross? You had explained your reasoning to him before when he had first found out. Something about how the warmth all around you was comforting, as well as the various different soaps and scents you could use to spruce it up. But, try as you might to explain it, he still didn't understand. Couldn't a shower do the same thing? Without you having to sit in your own filth?

Whatever. He wasn't going to argue with you about it. His bunny enjoyed many strange things, but he wasn't going to take any enjoyment away from them just because he didn't understand. He loved you. He'd never do such a thing.

As out-of-character as it was for him, he found himself buying more bath-related things to secretly store away in his bathroom. For when you came over, of course. You seemed to appreciate it when he gave the array of soaps and other liquids to you, giving him a nice kiss on the cheek. As much as he didn't understand your reasoning, your little smile was all he cared about at the end of the day. He could tolerate your conflicting views. That's what love is all about, isn't it?

William didn't share too many disagreements with you. Not as much as he initially expected when he first made you his. You were soulmates, after all. It's only natural you share similar perspectives.

It was both a blessing and a curse, however. As much as William liked how similar you were, there was a few things he wished he kept for himself and himself only. Such as the work-ethic the two of you shared.

The older man was somewhat of a workaholic. While he reserved the weekends for you and only you, he was much different during the week. He would spend extra hours at the diner frequently. And, when he wasn't at his restaurant, he was tinkering away at some side-project down in his cellar. It wasn't very healthy, but it's how he liked to do things. Gave him character, but also made his hair turn grey.

You liked his grey hairs, though. And he was still handsome with it.

But, his bunny was the same way. You being in college, you had a lot of work to do. Sometimes so much that you'd have to bring your assignments over to his house on the weekends and do them there, even though the two of you agreed long ago that the weekends were couple time. You were a driven little thing. William could see it when he got to watch you work, in the pain in your lower back and shoulders, and in the dark circles under your precious eyes when you fell asleep next to him.

Poor bunny. He didn't want you to work so hard. It hurt his heart seeing you so stressed all the time. Your schooling is important, yes, but you mustn't be so hard on yourself. You're a clever little rabbit. You don't need to devote so much of your time on work, surely not.

Besides, sometimes, William couldn't help but feel a little jealous when all your attention was on your books and papers rather than him.

This was one of those times.

With the turn of the seasons, your professors had also swamped you with several different tests and assignments to turn in sooner rather than later. You never really liked to complain about it to William, he found, but he could tell that the pressure was weighing on you. This had been the third weekend in a row that you had brought your coursework over to his house, your nose buried in the pages; your eyes on the words rather than him.

William kept you company while you worked to have himself nearby, but he couldn't help but be a little peeved. The weekends were sir and bunny's time. Not boring old college.

The brit was watching your back as you scribbled away in your notebook, sitting on the floor in front of him with his coffee table used as your make-shift desk. You had been at it since the moment you finished the breakfast he made you this morning, and now the Utah sun was just starting to creep below the horizon. Worry was in the older man's grey eyes. When was the last time he saw you stand up? Or even scurry yourself to the bathroom? Or get a drink of water? He couldn't remember. And that wasn't good.

He was a patient man, yes, and did value a college education. But William was tired of waiting for you. He barely gets to see his adorable bunny during the week. He'd rather spend this time with you curled up in his bed, closer to him on his lap, or just talking to you. But you hadn't said a word in hours. Even though you were right in front of him, he missed his bunny. And the amount you were working was getting a little ridiculous for his tastes.

"Love?" He asked you through the silence, gently reaching out a hand and rubbing circles into your back, "Are you almost done? It's getting late, little one."

He watched as you looked over your shoulder towards him, but not enough to have your full attention. You seemed just a tad annoyed with him, but he understood. When you were concentrated, you didn't much like him disturbing you.

But he didn't much like not having you in his arms right now.

"Umm..." you breathed, "I dunno, Will. I have, like... two chapters left? To take notes on? So just a little longer, okay?"

The older man felt his jaw clench, "You said that three hours ago, bunny."

"I know, I just... I need to get this done before the deadline. I'm sorry."

"And when exactly is all this due then, hm?"

"Uh... friday?"

"It's Saturday, love."

"I know, I know, just... Just gimme one more hour. Then I promise I'll be done."

William let out a sigh. You had said that three hours ago, too.

The brit watched as you went back to scribbling away in your notebook, finding himself more annoyed. Not at you, of course, but by the situation. You didn't need to work this hard, no. You were William's bunny, after all. You shouldn't ever need to lift a finger around him. But, you were a workaholic just like he was. You liked doing things yourself

He loved and hated you for it.

His fingertips still on your back, William felt his other hand reach up to smooth your hair away from your face. Even though he didn't get a direct shot of you, he could tell that you were tired. He could see the dark circles under your eyes from his spot on the couch, and the slight redness that had crept into them. Hell, your back must be aching too from sitting on the ground for so long. And didn't your pretty little head hurt? Surely it did.

Sweet bunny. You needed a break. You needed to be done for the day. Plain and simple.

Reaching forward, William pressed a few soft, warm kisses to the side of your cheek and hair as he took your pencil away from you, laying it on the table. When you turned around at him to protest, he seized the opportunity to capture your lips into his, lingering on your sweet taste for perhaps longer than he should have. He pulled back and brought his hands close, cradling your jaw a few inches away from his face.

"I think you've done far enough for today, little one." He said to you, using his thumbs to caress your cheeks, "Wouldn't you agree?"

He could feel your cheeks heat slightly under his touch, "Will, if I finish today, I'll have time to visit your office during the week. So I really need to finish."

William let out a chuckle. He always did like having you in his office. It was cute you were thinking of him.

"But you're here now, my love." He said, "And I want you now."

"I... I want you too, but-"

William shushed you before you could continue, leaning in and giving you another sweet, long kiss.

The brit pulled away, looking into your tired eyes again, "You work far too hard, bunny. You'll burn yourself out. And I want my little rabbit to be happy, yeah?"

You nodded in response.

"Of course I do. And I'd hope you'd want the same for yourself, yes?"

You nodded again, "Yes... sir."

William's soft smile widened as he let out a pleased hum, "Good bunny. Now, why don't we relax a bit, hm? You've definitely earned it, my darling."

He watched as your cheeks heated up some more, your eyes flickering downward, "I... I think I'm gonna be too tired to-"

The brit chuckled, "No, love, no. I'm not talking about that. I was thinking of something a little different for tonight."

"Like what?"

"You still like baths, right bunny?"

"Yeah? Why?"

William couldn't believe he was saying this. But, he knew it'd have to be something special to get you away from your work. Luckily, he knew just what to do. Even if it wrecked his pride just a hair.

"Would you care to join me for one?"

You furrowed your brow in confusion at his words, but a soft smile still remained out of amusement.

"Join you? For a bath?" You asked.

"Yes, love."

You let out a little laugh, "Will, you hate baths. You've made that really clear over these last few months."

William let out a hum, brushing some more hair away from your face, "Yes, I do. But I love you far more than I hate them. And I know they're always relaxing for you, love. And I want to help you do just that. You're tired, bunny. I can see it."

He leaned in and gave you a quick kiss on the forehead.

"Just let me take care of you." He continued, "Like I promised I would. Can you do that for me, love?"

The older man saw how your smile widened at his words, "Fine, fine. Just promise me you're not gonna complain the whole time."

"Of course not, bunny. Now, come here. Let me pick you up, yeah?"

William took you wrapping your arms around his neck as you accepting his invitation. Leaning down a little more, he scooped you up into his arms and held you close, pressing a kiss to your blushy cheek a you giggled as his strength. Your legs wrapped around his waist, he carried you all the way from his living room into his master-bathroom, placing you down so you could sit on the lidded-toilet.

Rolling up his dress-shirt sleeves, William opened up the cabinet under his sink and looked at the vast array of bath materials he had collected for you. He pulled out each one and laid them on the ground, making sure the labels were pointed towards you so that you could read them.

Once all of the products were out, the brit closed the cabinet and took a knee in front of you for you to discuss with him which ones you wanted to use.

"Do you even know what these things are?" You asked, picking up a clear bottle to read it more closely.

"If I'm being honest, love," he said, "I have no idea. The woman at the shop helped me pick a lot of them out."

You giggled again, "Well, this here is a bubble-bath. You put it in the water while it's running and it makes a lot of bubbles. And that baggie is bath salts. It just makes the bath, like... mineral-y."

The older man quirked a brow, "Mineral-y?"

"It's hard to describe! It's just good for your skin."

"I see." William reached down and picked up a pinkish jar, "What about this? It doesn't look like you've used it that much."

"Oh, those are petal-soaps. They look like flower petals but they're actually soap. They dissolve in the water after a while. They make the water smell like roses too! I was saving them for a special occasion."

"Well, is this a special enough occasion?"

"Getting the Mr. Afton into a bath? Hell yeah it is."

William chuckled, "You flatter me, bunny."

You smiled back at him, "The petals and the bubble-bath will be nice. That's what I wanna use."

"If you say so, love."

With your final approval on the products being used, William shifted himself over to his large, porcelain-white bath, reaching in and stopping the drain before turning the hot-water valve on. The sound of the water hitting the dry tub filled the air, the pipes creaking just a tad at the rare usage. While the water poured down, the brit used the opportunity to pour in some of the bubble bath liquid. William then let the water run for a few minutes more, leaving his fingertips under the water until it warmed up.

"Is this too hot for you, bunny?" He asked. You reached forward past the older man to feel the water.

"Nah, it's good. I like it to be real warm."

"Perfect. Wait here then."

Shaking the water off his hand, William stood up from his kneeling position over to one of the longer, taller cabinets nearby. Reaching inside, he pulled out a few of his favorite soft, lush purplish-grey towels, walking back over and handing one to you.

"Here, love." He said, "So you don't freeze to death before the bath fills up."

You took the towel with a soft thank you as you stood up from your seat on the toilet. You turned away from the brit as you pulled your shirt off over your head, his eyes fixated on your bare back as he unbuttoned his dress shirt. As you slipped off your pants and underwear, William could see the ghosts of former hickeys he had given you past weekends on your shoulders and thighs. You were a good bunny and didn't try and cover them up with any makeup or anything, just like he wanted. The more recent ones were fading, though.

He'd have to fix that soon.

He continued to watch as you kicked all your clothes into a pile by the foot of the bath and wrapped the towel around you. Your nude body no longer available for him to see, he went back to removing his own clothes.

Once they were all off, and neatly folded on the edge of his sink, William wrapped his towel around his lower half and stepped closer to you. You were watching the water fill up and he snaked his long, scarred arms around your middle, pulling you close to his chest. He could feel how you smiled as he pressed his kisses into your hair.

"I love you, bunny." He mumbled against you, feeling your little hands glide over the scars on his forearms as you leaned back against him.

"I love you too, Will." you responded.

He continued his assault of kisses onto your cheek and jaw, "Are you feeling any better, my love?"

"Definitely. I didn't even realize how tired I was."

William let out a hum as his kisses found your neck, "You have been working for almost 12 full hours, bunny."

"Oh my god, really?"

"Mhm."

You let out a groan, "Oh my god, that's so embarrassing. I'm sorry, Will. I didn't even realize. You must've been so bored."

"Don't apologize, little one. I know how much your Uni means to you."

"Yeah, but still... I feel bad. I don't want you to be bored. And we only get to see each other on weekends. It doesn't help I already pissed half of it away."

"It's not your job to entertain me, love. You know just having you here is enough."

"But I don't wanna be just enough. I wanna be like... better. Because you do so much for me. I... I feel like I don't try hard enough sometimes. And I'm sorry."

William let out a sympathetic hum and he lifted your chin up to him, giving your lips a sweet, reassuring peck.

"Everything about you is perfect, bunny. I wouldn't change one thing about you. You try more than you realize."

"How?"

"Well, you did say you were working so late because you wanted to see me in my office, yeah?"

"Yeah..."

"And why is that?"

"Because I know you like it when I do."

William gave you another kiss, "See?"

You smiled at your own silliness, standing on your tip-toes to kiss him one last time, "Fine, fine. You win."

William smiled to match your own, "You worry too much, bunny. I understand what's going on in that pretty head of yours. I love you, and nothing's going to ever change that."

"What if I was ugly?"

"You're not ugly, love."

"But what if I was?"

"I'd still love you."

"What if, like, I only spoke in rhymes or something?"

"It'd be... odd, but I'd still love you."

You giggled, "What if I burned down the diner?"

"Well... you know, I never really liked it much. You'd honestly be doing me a favor, love. So I'd probably love you even more."

"Should I go do it then?"

"Maybe later, bunny. Looks like our bath is full."

Giving you one last kiss on your cheek, William padded over to the running faucet and turned off the valve. In his peripheral, he saw you grab the can of the fake petals and open it up, grabbing a fistful and throwing the small soaps on top of the bubbles. The reddish-pink hue contrasted greatly over the white bubbles and water, making the bath look rather pretty. William was impressed.

William allowed himself to step into the bath first, unwrapping his lower half, folding and placing the towel on the ground nearby. The bubbles dispersing around him, William made sure that water was still a good temperature for you before he sat down in the bath. Once situated, he held out his hand for you.

Placing your soft, small palm in his, you let your towel drop to the floor as you got in the bath yourself. Using his hand as a balance, you sunk your legs in beneath the bubbles as you sat down in the water as well. William spread his bare legs apart beneath the water to make room for you, holding onto your waist and guiding you to lean back against him. You followed his silent order, your bare back against his scarred chest as you rested your head on his strong shoulder. The man pressed a few kisses to your hair as he wrapped his arms around you beneath the water. You relaxed against him easily, and your eyes fluttered shut at the warm feeling around you.

"Is it too hot, bunny?" He asked you, already knowing what you would say, but still wanting to make sure.

"It's perfect, Will." You mumbled, "Thank you."

The brit felt himself smile, "There's no need to thank me, little one. I'm just happy I got you to myself now."

You breathed out a laugh, "Didn't like third-wheeling my textbook, hm?"

"Not at all." He pressed another kiss to your cheek, "You're mine. I should never be the third wheel."

"I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to."

"I know. It's alright. Just relax, bunny."

Leaning down to press more kisses into the back of your neck, William lifted up his wet hands out of the water, making a splash echo through the bathroom. Steadily, he grabbed onto your shoulders and rubbed firm, massaging circles into your back with his thumbs and the heels of his palms. You shut your eyes tighter at the feeling, a few low groans escaping the back of your throat.

"Feel good?" He asked. All you could do was nod as he chuckled, "Good. I'm glad. Your muscles are quite firm, love. You shouldn't be sitting on the floor like that for so long."

"If I got on the couch," you said, "I knew you wouldn't let me get off it again and back to work."

William laughed, "You know me far too well, bunny."

"You're just very predictable sometimes."

"Oh? Am I now?"

You nodded again, "Only sometimes though. Like today when I woke up, I would've never guessed you'd be in here with me right now."

"I can't say I predicted that either, love."

You breathed out a laugh, "If you don't like it, you don't have to stay, Will."

"No, no." William pressed more kisses to the back of your neck, rubbing deeply into your more firm muscles, "I actually think it's rather nice in here."

"Really? Or are you just trying to not make me feel bad?"

"I mean it, love. It's nice. But, perhaps I'm biased. How could I not enjoy being so close to my precious rabbit, hm?"

Your smile grew as you leaned back against his chest again, making his arms return to their home around your waist. You had scooted down so that your head rested more so on his collarbone, allowing you to look up at him more clearly, and him at you.

"Along with predictable," you said, "You're also really cheesy sometimes."

"Oh, you love it though, don't you bunny?"

"I do." You leaned up and gave the brit a kiss on the jaw, "And I love you too. Thank you for everything tonight, Will. I really appreciate it."

The older man felt his heart swell in his chest as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"Anytime, my love. Anytime."

~~~

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[elsfairy]

So uh, you got any headcannons on Sevika sucking reader's tits?? Like, not even in a sexual/erotic way. I meant like, sucking the nipples just because; aside from her being obviously obsessed their tits, it kinda relaxes both of them to have this kind of moment and the overall intimacy of ducking her head under reader's shirt to have skin to skin contact with said tits seals the deal. Maybe Vika having cute aggression and leaving bite marks on the boob's skin??

Bro, i would ascend if that were me. Also, kinda out of it cuz of sleep deprivation, so if anything sounds weird, ignore it lmaoo😂😂😂🩷

I absolutely love your writing, love how you treat the wholesome, relationship intimacy outside of the sexual aspect. You're the reason my standards are this high😌💅🏻

───── DEVOTED

I think it would be something that came a little later into your relationship with Sevika. Maybe a few months before she randomly starts to start her small habit.

Would probably try doing it discreetly at the start, although I don't think her sucking your tits discreetly is ever going to work, but she tries her best, poor soul.

At first, you didn't really think much of it. You were used to the random things she would do, just sometimes you couldn't quite expect what she was going to do next.

It happened once when she got home from work, all stressed and tired. She had missed you the whole day, and without you near, made her miss you even more.

You're very used to her just randomly undressing you for bed, but it was slightly weird for her to not do that, and instead just shoves her head under your shirt the minute she climbs into the bed with you.

"Vika, what are you doing baby?"

"Nothing, just missed you today"

Always gentle with you, never being too rough but also won't do it to just tease you. It was a way of comfort and she wanted you to just relax, and be comfortable.

Loves to massage your hips whenever she leaves soft, gentle kisses on your tits. they were light, but she put her all into giving you the love and affection you deserve.

Has a habit of biting your nipple hard the first time. Which always ends up with you slapping her head, but she just chuckles and soothes the pain with her tongue, every time she did it.

Can always find previous bite marks and hickeys left on your boobs from a week ago, she enjoyed your tits a little too much but you didn't mind.

Will 100% retrace said marks just so you will remember them whenever she's working or not at home.

If her mouth is occupied with one tit, then of course her hand is already occupied with the other, pinching your nipple carefully. Never leave one alone, they both deserve attention, at the same time.

Enjoyed the small hums and gasps that left your lips, and how you moved around to get more comfortable.

Your hands always find their way into her hair, pulling and tugging.

Sevika's messy most of the time, but moments like these? She takes her time, she doesn't want to rush anything purely because she loves to see and feel your body relax under her touch, her kisses against the swell of your tits.

Might be a little obsessed with sucking your nipples. She's in love with them honestly, she's too far gone to stop.

Adores the way you blush whenever she slowly flicks your nipple with her tongue and the way you shudder, gripping just a little harder onto her hair.

Don't be fooled, she's probably resting her face right on your tits for a while before she even gets to work on them. They were soft and comfortable to her.

"How many this time?"

"An extra 4. Your tits look pretty with my marks"

Admires every mark she's made that night, squeezing your breast just lightly. She knew they were sensitive most of the time.

Believe it or not but she's always got fucking spit running down her chin when she looks up at you, grinning.

"Hi, Sweetheart"

"Hi, baby"

this will probably sound insane but, that shit relaxes the fuck outta me, like it fr doesn't even have to be something sexual, it can just bring a couple closer together. Or the mere contact of them together, it's fucking helpful and comforting, especially if you're stressed.

Thank you for reading my work and for your kind words, it means a lot to me, baby ♡ sorry this took so long :(

[angelustful]

The brothers celebrating the holidays with Hispanic Mc’s family! [dateables version]

notes: sorry this took a bit long anon🥲but I got to finish it🫶🏽Thank you for requesting this anon, hope u have a great day/night! Sorry if this isn’t what you exactly wanted but hope you enjoy cariños! Part 2 with the dateables will come soon. Creds to my dear Emi @cosmiic-world who helped me write this and get motivation<3333

details: demon bros x Hispanic reader/Mc! This could be crack and fluff< 3

content warning: suggestive content, mentions of drinking, wine. Not eating a whole portion (?)

warning: English is not our first language so we’re sorry if this didn’t made sense or have spelling errors🥲🥲

requested by anon<3

Lucifer would definitely bring cerveza to the party once you told him that he and his brothers are going with you to celebrate with your family. He knows how big your family is so he brought a lot of cerveza (as he should💁🏽‍♀️) He would be defending your ass of your tías saying “Y el novio?” to you by being behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist saying “Pues, aquí estoy señora, cómo estás?” WHILE SMIRKING. Your tias would be so shocked that you got such a handsome man that they would probably try to flirt with him and laughing every time something comes out of his mouth and chismeando to your other tias about you guys😭😭Your dad would probably (or not) approve of him since he got cerveza and he takes care of you🤷🏽‍♀️though your dad will have a talk with you later about your relationship and why you didn’t tell him😭(praying for you que no te chingo🥲🙏) He would love the food your mom has cooked, the desserts, the BREAD, el pinche pan dulce that he loves so much. Your mom would tell him to take some for home and he would gladly do so. He loves watching you dance with your primos and stealing you from them to dance with him when a slow song comes up. He really likes how your family celebrates the holidays and how you enjoy it. He would make sure his brothers don’t cause chaos and show some respect for your family members. Basically, your family approves of him and want you to bring him over again anytime.

Mammon would fuck with them tbh, he would hang out with your primos and would talk with your dad about you and how you’re the best thing he could ever asked for. (He won’t tell you tho🥲🤫) He would be prepared, his outfit is just🤭😫y’all look like you guys are matching (you are) Another one who would defend your ass from your tias saying “Y el novio?” by kissing your cheek and smirking at your tias saying “Aquí estoy señorita!” and wrapping his arm around your shoulder. Your primos like him and your young tío would duck with him too. He would tell you to bring him again for them to talk more😭HE WOULD DANCE WITH YOU. Don’t tell me otherwise that he won’t cause he will. He would eat that shit up and would steal the spotlight with you both dancing sexily and roaming his hands around your body and y’all look like y’all in love (which y’all are🤭) that the tias would be on Facebook live and record y’all and your primas would hype y’all up or be jealous you got a man.😭Tú papa would be mad lmaoo.💁🏽‍♀️ He’d probably take you to a private corner for y’all to kiss and make out, leaving hickeys or sum, though you would get mad at him cause your outfit shows skin and you have to go to your room to get your makeup to cover up.��🏽‍♀️ He would love the food your family would be serving him. Your mom would convince your dad that Mammon is a good guy cause he likes her food😭 Anyways, he likes your family and would ask you if he can come with you every time you’re visiting them. Of course, your family doesn’t mind (not sure about your dad tho🙄)

Leviathan.. would be unsure of it first and awkward😭He won’t know what to do and just hang out with you, staying close to your hip. He’s not sure what to do with all this attention on him. He would probably not understand what your family is saying and would tell you to translate for him. He would speak a bit when he knows what they’re saying but he would be embarrassed about it cause..his Spanish is not that good..but he would probably use magic to make his accent and Spanish better than what he usually speaks it. He would probably hide in the corner playing with his phone unless you drag him everywhere you go. Though he sees your little primos hanging around and running, he would play with them, your little primos like him and would want to hang out with him more and your heart literally melts🥹🫶He would watch you dance with your family and would be embarrassed if you ask him to ask with you. If he doesn’t, then you can just be by his side and he would be so grateful cause he doesn’t like being alone🥲either way if he does accept, he would be a bit stiff but would try his best to dance well. For your sake, he would. He likes the food, he appreciates it and would ask for a second plate. He would probably not come again but if you want him to come, he would, just to see you smile and be happy.🫶🏽

Satan would vibe with it tbh, but he would prefer to be in a quiet place with you and him alone🤭😭Your family would probably call him a gringo because of his blonde hair and pale skin but once they know that he understands what they’re saying and spewing Spanish perfectly, they would regret every saying that word ever again. You see, he’s ANOTHER one who would defend your ass from your tias (basically all the brothers would🤷🏽‍♀️) and he would just kiss you in front of them and smirk, not saying anything to them. Not sure how your dad feels about it tho.🫢 He also wants to make a good impression on them so he tries to be respectful too. He would dance with you too🤭, would love being by your side and speaking with your primas and tias. He would probably get interviewed by your dad as he asked how he’s treating you. He would tell him everything and how you’re a sweetheart and someone so precious to him💁🏽‍♀️. Your dad would probably approve but not sure how to feel about you guys being together.

Asmodeus, he would hang out with them. He likes parties so he’s going.💁🏽‍♀️ He would understand what they’re saying a bit but not a lot either. *Sigh* Another one who would defend you from your tias, would get offended by them saying “Y el novio?” to you and he just pops out of nowhere and goes behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning his head against your shoulder saying “Aquí estoy! Como están señoritas?” To be honest, he would probably flirt with them a a joke or something until you tell him to stop before they start bringing him to bed😭. Anyways, he loves the celebration, the food, THE DANCES, he would try his best to learn the dances you guys are doing so he could dance with you later on, either way he would just record and watch you dance. When it’s time for the food, he will probably not finish his whole plate but he likes the food, he just won’t eat the whole plate, leaving a little portion left🤷🏽‍♀️. Secretly brings demonus to the party to get himself drunk. 10/10 would want to come again but you’re thinking about it, your tias would like to see him very soon, your dad doesn’t know how to feel about him and your other family members just wish you all the best.

Beelzebub WOULD ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE FOOD. He loves your culture and the way you guys celebrate holidays and traditions. He especially enjoys the food y’all make. Though he doesn’t understand quite well what they’re talking about, you’ll translate for him but sometimes he can speak for himself. You know it, another one who would defend you from you know who to you know what they’re saying. The conversation would be funny tbh, and their surprise reactions would be worth it. Just your tias seeing him being talk as fuck, wrapping his arms around you basically almost covering you, his head literally touches the ceiling, he has to bend down slightly to go through the door😭. Your primas could be jealous tbh. Your primos would like to hang out with him and ask him how he got so tall. Your dad might be a bit intimidated but would interview about your relationship. Your mom is just proud of you🤷🏽‍♀️. Anyways, he would like to see you dance and having the time of your life with your family, he likes to see you happy so he enjoys seeing you smile at your primas/primos while dancing. When it’s time for dinner, you have to tell him to be careful to not eat the whole food, because your family would question him how he can eat all that without throwing up. Either way he loves the food and would ask for more to bring home. Your mom likes his company and would want to ensign him again, your dad doesn’t mind him, your tias would probably talk about him behind his back to you and your primos/primas or tíos would not mind his company either, they like him.

Belphegor wouldn’t mind, at first he wouldn’t want to come because it’s a party and he wants to take a nap but since you want him to go and it gets him a chance to spend more time with you, then he decided he will go. He would think it’s way to loud for him but either way he enjoys it. You know, another one who would defend you form your tias. The conversation would be like “Y el novio, ya tienes uno?” and he is just there behind you out of nowhere (like Asmodeus) and his head on your shoulder, eyes are droopy like he’s ready to fall asleep any minute and he would just like smile, not saying a word, but it’s making it obvious that he’s the boyfriend. He would try to be polite would probably try to charm your family. Him with your dad would be awkward tbh..he puts on a polite persona for your dad’s approval of him being your boyfriend. Again, he likes your culture and would love the food, he feels welcome and appreciates your mom’s politeness and would not hesitate to take the food back home when your mom asks him to. He would try to dance with you because he knows how much this means to you so he gives his wastes his whole energy for you. He emoji ya seeing you enjoying your time with him and after that’s over he would take you to a private place for you both to chill out and hang out with each other. Your mom likes him and wants him to come over again, your dad is neutral about him, your primos y primas don’t mind his company, your tias would make chisme about him to you or behind your back too😭. Either way, he enjoyed the party and if you asked him, he would come again:)

© 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙛𝙪𝙡 2022, 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙙. 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙮, 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙮 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣.

[nixieisaloserr]

Hi :) (nsfw/suggestive) Could you write some HCs for how Masky, Hoodie or Jtk would react to a partner that has cute moans?

Gahdayum my first NSFW ask. Im assuming JTK means Jeff the Killer, who I do not write for. I dont really like him because of a video I was shown when I was younger which is absolutely disgusting—I’m so sorry if I disappointed you :( The reader will be AFAB but gender neutral petnames/ pronouns are used. I was listening to Closer by Nine inch nails while writing this and the experience was absolutely heavenly.

Criticism and feedback is welcome and appreciated, thank you for requesting! <3

Masky and Hoodie with a s/o who has cute moans

Warnings: NSFW, praise, fingering, oral (reader receiving), overstim, slight breeding if you squint, oh no where did my pants go?? I am going to hell for this.

Masky

When you two first decided to get intimate, he didn’t know what to expect from you.

So he was careful at first, making sure to slip a finger or two inside you while peppering your face with kisses.

When he started pumping his fingers a little bit faster was when it got difficult to hide your moans and whimpers.

He was focused on sucking a hickey onto your neck when he heard your sweet sounds.

Fuck, did it make his cock throb <3

It was hard for him to focus after that, opting to press kisses to your jawline while hitting that deliciously sweet spot inside of you.

He hated the fact that you tried to hide your pleasure by covering your mouth or biting your lip—come on, he wanted to hear you…

As soon as you came on his fingers, he was already taking off his pants and prodding at your entrance.

His hands roamed your body as he pushed inside you, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

Soon enough, he was pounding into you.

Each moan, sputter, whimper, and curse that left your mouth spurred him on.

He just wanted to hear more of you—he wanted to have your moans burned into his memory.

He outright debated recording it just so he could listen to you on repeat.

He just couldn’t get enough of you and your heavenly sounds—which lead to him making you cum multiple times.

It was so hard to stop when all he wanted was to hear you <3

Hoodie

When he first asked if you wanted to have sex with him, it was literally just an excuse to eat you out.

He kind of just…disguised it as foreplay.

He made sure to tell you how beautiful you looked all splayed out for him, legs spread and all.

He kissed your inner thighs and left bite marks and hickeys, making sure to take his time to rile you up.

This man is a pussy eating CHAMP

Since he was so damn good at it, you couldn’t help but let a few moans slip.

You were now his favourite sound.

Your moans mixed with your thighs squeezing around his head was a match made in heaven.

He almost came in his pants as he listened to your whines.

It didn’t take much for him to get addicted to you <3

Honestly, if it meant he would get to hear more of you, he would fuck you till the sun came up.

Absolutely hammered into you when he finally took his damn mouth off you.

His pace was brutal, but he was so sweet with his praise and words of affection.

He was absolutely filthy with dirty talk.

“So good for me..so-so damn good…”

Probably so horny he could feel it in his throat LMAOO

Poor baby wanted nothing more to fuck you silly, but didn’t want to hurt you :(

Oh well, there’s always a next time! <3

[evansbby]

DETAILS?!? PLS//

so I’ve known this girl for like two years, we met at uni, and she’s rlly nice. we’re really close and do a lot of stuff together (yes, I feel bad about doing this behind her back 😭). we’re in a lot of the same classes, so when we have an assignment or have to study, we meet up, and do it together. a few days ago, she invited me over to her place to study. who opens the door when I get there? the most delicious man I’ve ever seen in my lifeeee. man is 6’7, puerto rican, biceps the size of my head and has sleeve tattoos 😖😖 he’s like 43/44, I think? we eventually settled in their dining room to study, and from there, you can see into the living room if that makes sense. so I was waayy more focused on watching him than my studies. we were constantly flirting every time he ‘checked on us’ or if I saw him in the kitchen or hallway. did I act stupid so he could help me? abso-fucking-lutely. (he’s so smart which instantly makes him ten times hotter) anyway, it got really late and I got an uber there, so he offered to drive me back home. long story short, we started making out when we arrived at my apartment, and I ended up giving him head in the car 😭. I told him that I’m a virgin, so we exchanged contacts so he can, and I quote, “take my time with you”. so yeah, he’s coming over tomorrow to blow my back outt LMAOO. this happened like a few days ago, so he’s been teasing me endlessly on the phone 😪😪. plus, my bsf knows there’s a guy bc she saw the hickeys on my neck, she just doesn’t know that the guy is her dad 😬. I’m sorry, but he TALKED ME THROUGH ITTT. like I can’t not hook up with him 😭

PSA!!! before anybody says anything, he’s divorced and single. I’m 21, and I only JUST met her dad, so he didn’t know me as a child 💀

Okay firstly, a disclaimer; I know you’re an adult and you can make your own decisions. But I just have to say this, bc I’ve been staring at this ask for a while now thinking of how to answer it, PLEASE DO THINK THIS THROUGH! And yeah, maybe I’m being a party pooper but do think it through and if definitively yes, then go for it girlie!!! I know you are a legal, consenting adult. But yeah pretend I’m like your older sister with your best interests at heart bc this is what I’d tell any friend or cousin of mine who is 21!

EDIT: I FORGOT TO SAY THAT MUSCULAR PUERTO RICAN DADDY DILF WITH TATTOOS SOUNDS LIKE THE DILFIEST DREAM DOME TRUE BESTIE FR 😭😭😭🥵🥵