#the one i got from my gym tastes so sweet

[edwardslostalchemy]

Hhhhhhhh I hate you, protein powder. 🙄

[classyrbf]

please please please write one where everything toji does just turns reader on so much that she can’t let go of him and he literally begs and whimpers for her to give him a break and she keeps saying “just one more”? (established relationship ofc)

SWEET SPOT! — TOJI FUSHIGURO

SYNOPSIS...after you husband comes home from the gym, you find yourself getting all hot and bothered, pouncing on him the second the opportunity arrived

INFO...toji x fem!reader, reader is extremely needy for toji, creampies, overstim, riding, squirting, messy, not proofread

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

thanks for the request anon!

“Hah—fuck nngh! Baby, slow…down!” Toji says through gritted teeth as you bounce up and down on his cock for what seemed like hours now. Your hips slamming down on his as you milked his cock, swallowing him whole and taking him for everything he’s worth. He doesn’t know what’s gotten into you, ever since he walked through the door you’ve been acting like a bitch in heat. His hands gripped at your ass, eyes rolling back as he felt his third orgasm approaching. He doesn’t even know how he’s still hard, but goddamn do you make it hard for him to stop.

“Gonna cum again, Toji? Want inside of me again,” you pant, eyes glazed over with lust as you stare at your husband. His jaw was slack, moans and whimpers escaping his throat while his hips twitched beneathing you. “You make me crazy, baby. I love it.” You messily kiss his swollen lips, feeling his hot cum coat your insides, your back arching into him more as you continue to fuck him.

“Baby…baby…nngh! Please, fuck! It’s too sensitive. I need—ah!” Your pussy grips around him like a vice, the mess made between you two makes lewd sounds echo through your bedroom, something out of a porn movie. “I need a break, baby, please,” he begs, desperation written all over his flushed face. His hands are roaming all over you body, a reaction from the overwhelming feeling of you wet cunt pleasuring him.

“I…I can’t stop—hah! Need…need you so bad. Just wanna keep fucking you and fucking you and—mmm fuck yes!” You squealed once you feel his bulbous tip hit your sweet spot. “Got me all worked up, baby.” You press your sweaty bodies together, holding him against you tightly as you focus on rolling your hips just the way you like. You pull at the hairs on the nape of his neck, mewling each time he grazes over your g-spot, feeling his dick throb inside of you.

“Shit! Oh my god!” His eyes screw shut, chest heaving up and down as he ascends to an ethereal plane of pleasure, a place he’s never been before. “Gonna…fucking…c-cum—nngh fuck!” He’s cumming for a fourth time now, brain turned to mush while you sit there and take it, only turned on even more than before. Hard nipples press against his broad chest, a lazy smile on your face and you caress his cheek. Pools of cum leak from your pussy and down to his balls, creating a sticky mess on the sheets that neither of you cared about at the moment.

“I just wanna keep fucking you—need to keep fucking you,” you whisper in his ear, licking a stripe down his neck, a slightly salty taste lingering on your tongue from the sweat. You pepper kisses along his sharp jawline, gentle compared to your movement below. “Hah, Toji, baby, I’m gonna cum!” Your brows furrow as little whimpers form into pants and moans. “Fuck! Fuck!” You fuck him harder out of pure greed feeling the pressure in your lower abdomen when you finally lift your hips and let go. Streams of clear liquid shoot from your dripping cunt, soaking your thighs and Toji’s as well, his cum mixing in with your juices and dripping out of your hole.

You’re holding onto him for dear life, body quivering and growing weak as you continue to squirt, sheets soaked. “Oh my god!” You suck in a breath, falling into his arms as you try and come down from an orgasm that strong, shaky breaths leaving your lips. You stare at him through thick lashes, sloppily kissing his lips while his hands grope your ass, pulling you closer on his lap. You still felt needy, horny, rocking your hips back and forth to find any sort of friction. You moan into the miss before pulling back from your husband. “I just wanna sit on your face now,” you say without thought.

You push him back on the bed, his head falling against the plush pillows. You climb over him, each one of your legs on either side of his head and it takes no more than a second for you to properly sit on his face. A blissful sigh escapes you, throwing your head back in ecstasy when you feel his tongue dip between your folds. “Always make me feel so good,” you moan. One thing Toji knows, is he’s gonna be here for a long while.

[lunamochii]

xavier's version, zayne's version

"You wanna lick my what now?"

Rafayel cock his eyebrows up, lips curve into a amuse smile. To think that you would say it loud, you can die in humiliation now.

"It's nothing!"

"Saying that you wanna lick my sweat ain't nothing, dearest."

He got off on the treadmill and walk towards where you are doing your own exercise, he stands infront of you and eyed your gym wear. His eyes following the sweat that trickled down from your chin to your neck.

Without saying a word he put his sweaty hands on your hips and dips his head forward, licking your sweat then move away. He smirk at you and pulled your body towards him

"Salty. Although I prefer tasting something other than your own sweat."

He whispered and lick your ears, his hands slowly massaging your ass then move one hand to slid inside your shorts. You let out a soft moan when his fingers glide over your slit.

"Rafayel.."

"Shhh.. you're fine, baby."

Rafayel gave your lips a quick kiss before kneeling down, your shorts pulled down along with your undergarment. He groans seeing how puffy your pussy is, you grab on the nearest pole as your legs wobbled when he lick your thighs.

Pressing open mouth kisses on your thighs, you whine on the way how he teases your begging cunt making his lips hover over it before moving to kiss the other side of your thighs

"Goddamnit babe, wet for me?"

"Yes, wet for you Yel'"

He smiles and lick a strip on your clit and it made you jolt away but he held your legs firmly, slinging one leg over his shoulder

"Be a good girl and stand still for me."

He says before closing the gap between his mouth and your glistening cunt, your hands flew to your mouth but he slap your thighs and you immediately move your hand away

"Fuck- such a obedient doll."

He presses his face more to your cunt, as if trying to get drunk on your juices. It's salty and sweet at the same time. Your sweet juice mix with your sweat, he had you begging for more as he lap and suck on your pussy.

Rafayel open his eyes and look directly at you, the way your jaw slacks and how you try so hard to grab for support, legs wobbling is making him want to fuck you dumb.

Dumb for his cock.

"M'cumming!"

You shout but when you were this close on reaching your high, he move away and stood up, letting your leg drop down the floor. Before you could protest he grab your jaw and kisses you fervently.

His three fingers replacing his mouth and you thrash around his arms as he fuck your needy cunt with his fingers.

He will fuck you later with his cock. For now, he wants you to cum on to his fingers.

"C'mon~ didn't you say you were cumming?"

He teases and kiss the tears away from your eyes, your legs clenching around his arm as he curl his fingers inside. You let out a loud moan of his name when he finally found the sweet spot inside you. And Rafayel is no gentleman, he abuse it, until you were a babbling mess before him

"Ah! I-I love you hmm- Rafayel~"

You lean in and lick the sweat off of his neck then move your head on to his arm and did the same thing. His glad that you're too high right now to notice how his ears are red as fuck.

"Naughty girl."

He bit your ear and fasten the pace with his fingers and you're back moaning his name, he felt you clench and he did it more harder and faster

"Rafa- ahh hnngg!"

Your nails dig right on to his biceps as you came undone on his fingers, he didn't stop pumping it letting you ride your high down. Once you're done, you slump into his chest as you catch your breath

"Are you okay, pretty?"

"Yeah, I am..."

"Good, cause I ain't done yet."

He kiss your cheeks and rubs his bulge to you and you just know that there will be no workout anymore for today.

[imaginesmai]

Your name on my body - modern!Azriel

Beautiful and amazing @thehighladywrites posted this INCREDIBLE idea and I had to try it. I've never written a modern!acotar AU, a college!acotar AU or nerdy-tattooed!Azriel. I haven't written bimbo!reader, and since English is not my first language, I don't know if I have done it right. I enjoyed this sooooo much, let me know if you want more or have some requests!

Extra points for whoever gets the crescent city saga reference!

Plot: nerd-tattooed!Azriel gets a tattoo with your name and it leads to smutty time.

Warnings: porn and porn and Azriel being freaky and porn with just an inch of plot. This is dirty.

The door of the apartment closed behind your back and you were met with an empty living room. You usually didn’t come in unannounced, because Azriel’s shared apartment always had some type of surprise. But your boyfriend had asked you to do so, and to use the spare key he had given you a while ago.

Azriel had been studying for his finals for weeks, and had finally finished them. Instead of going out to celebrate like you had, he had stayed in with his friends. You hadn’t seen each other too much, apart from the long hours in the library where he tried to help you with your exams – and you didn’t count those hours, since you did nothing more than stare at him.

The apartment, as expected, was trashed. There were beer bottles in the ground, suspicious stains in the carpet and a very naked Cassian sleeping in the couch. You had just barely gotten out of your hangover, and Azriel’s roommate was about to start his.

Through all the chaos, you were certain none of it belonged to Azriel. He liked to party, sure, but not hard and long as you. He preferred to stay quiet and observe, with a drink that lasted him the whole night. You were trying to remember if the heel that poked through the back of the couch was from your friend when you heard him coming.

“This way, princess”

His deep, morning voice made you turn around and stumble to his presence. Like a serpent caught in a sweet melody, you were always pulled towards him. Azriel was wearing a grey t-shirt and black shorts, that fit him like a globe. Dark glasses and disheveled hair. And lots of tattoos that you had traced previously with your fingers and tongue.

“Hey, handsome” you greeted him, not hiding your bright smile. “Got your text this morning. What were you doing up so early?”

“Hit the gym before breakfast. Not all of us are hangover”

“Tell that to the other half of the campus or your roommates. Rhysand spent the night with Feyre in the rooftop”

Your roommate hadn’t appeared last night, and you had found a very cryptic text that morning that led you to the rooftop – where both her and Rhysand were fast asleep with the bottle still uncorked.

As soon as you were within reach, Azriel pulled you closer by your waist and smashed his lips against yours. He tasted like coffee and mint, and erased any trace of drunkenness from last night. You tangled your manicured fingers between his locks, shamefully scratching the nape of his neck with your long nails.

They differed from Azriel’s bitten ones. Your short dress from his baggy clothes, and your dyed hair from his untamed ones. While you liked to shine in the public, to dress up and party, Azriel preferred to be quiet, thrift clothes and study. To the campus, you were the bimbo, and he was the nerd.

But you were his bimbo and he was your nerd.

“How was the party?” Azriel asked between kisses, his lips not staying for too long on yours.

“Good. Missed you” you almost whined when he pulled back too soon, and he chuckled.

“Missed you too. Did you have fun?”

You hummed as his hands lowered until they cupped the edge of your ass. The dress was short enough he could pull it up until anyone could see your panties, but neither of you cared. He had to lean down to do so, and you took advantage to deepen the kiss.

On the outside, Azriel might have looked like the shy, nerdy student, but he was freaky. You had been surprised when a hook-up with your assigned tutor turned out in the best night of your life, and there was nothing that could unhook you from him.

His hands were big enough to squeeze most of your ass, kneading it just like you loved it. Roughly, you were pushed into his body. Azriel was always semi-hard when you came to view, and you always took care of choosing the shortest and most provocative dress in his presence.

Few things were better than a good night out and a good morning fucking.

“I’ve got a surprise for you. Can I take you to my room?”

“You don’t have to ask”

But he did, breaking away your heated kiss. Azriel pushed the bridge of his glasses up and gave you a crooked smile, offering you his hand. You gladly took it and let him guide you to his room. The farthest, the darkest, but also the neatest. Azriel spent a good part of his time in there, and you loved it. He had incorporated you slowly in it, from the spare clothes in his closet for you to the stupid crafts you did together when you were bored.

“And what did you do last night? Started studying for the next semester?” you teased him, and he gave you a sideway look.

“I could, but I was busy with Mor”

“What were you doing with Mor?”

Your frown was instant, as the jealousy that rose to your chest. Morrighan was his friend, and you respected that, but you knew he had liked her in the past. That the woman was gorgeous, brilliant and smart in ways you didn’t complement Azriel. You liked her enough to be kind and maybe envious, but the notice of her with Azriel left you with a sour taste in the mouth.

Azriel chuckled at the edge of your tone and didn’t answer. If anyone had reasons to be jealous, was him, yet he never was. You had quite the reputation in college, and dressed to impress. More than once, you had been walking with Azriel and received not so subtle glances. You had even gotten the barista’s number when you asked for his order. And through all of that, Azriel had just shrugged and told you he trusted you.

So, for his sake, you tried to do the same.

During the longest seconds in your life, you were quiet. You sat on his bed and crossed your arms across your chest. Azriel closed the door behind him, just as you heard the first groan from his roommate, and turned around so he could face you.

The height difference, the size difference, warmed you in every place of your body. Azriel loved the gym just as he loved his books, and there was not a part of his body that he didn’t work. You liked the difference, liked his big form and how it towered over you even standing. As you sat in silence, you bit the inside of your cheek to control yourself.

“We went to the tattoo parlor, since she knows the owner. I wanted something done” he watched your frown with diversion, and continued when you said nothing. “So, you can be jealous of her, who has a girlfriend now, but I’m supposed to be fine with guys drooling over you last night?”

“I didn’t look at them”

“I didn’t look at her” he answered back, and took off his tee.

The sleeveless piece of cloth didn’t hide much, but you still lost your breath when it hit the ground. His muscled, tattooed chest came to view, and that was enough to make you get up. It wasn’t Mor’s lips that had left marks two nights ago on his left shoulder, or who had bitten his pierced nipple until he had come into his pants in the library’s bathroom.

It was you who had caused the tent in his pant, that caused his eyes to darken when you stepped closer. You placed your hand over his right thigh, the muscles tightening underneath. His boner hit your stomach and you pushed yourself against it, opening your mouth to apologize, or maybe to suck the life out of him.

“Don’t you want to know what I got?” he asked, sounding on edge.

“I don’t understand half of your tattoos. Whatever you got is hot and perfect, just like you”

“Look down, princess” Azriel groaned when your nail touched his dick.

“On my knees?”

You were ready to do so, or let him bend you over the table. He could do with your body as he pleased, but you were caught off guard when you noticed the reddish, new ink wrapped in invisible paper. It looked delicate against the rest of his tattoos, new and beautiful. Right between his hips, where the dark trail of dark hair had just been removed, was a new tattoo.

In his v-line, that you licked and adored and stared at so much. With the nickname he had gifted you since he met you and the stupid, childless heart you drew on every notebook of his.

Princess ♡

Your breath came out shaky as you traced the letters with your finger. If it wasn’t for the make-up, you had so carefully put on that morning with a killing headache, you would have burst into tears. His own hand covered yours and helped you trace the missing letters, and the heart.

It should have been distracting to look at it while his dick demanded your attention inches lower, but you couldn’t look away. Not when you felt a hard clench on your heart that left you lightheaded.

“Do you like it?” it was a whisper in the dark room, a spark of doubt that made you look up.

How could you not like it, not like anything about such a perfect man? You nodded enthusiastically, your other hand searching blindly for his.

“Why did you get that?”

“Because I love you, and I want to carry you with me always” Azriel’s eyes were kind, and soft, and loving – and they were making you dizzy with desire.

“Did it hurt too much?” you asked, looking down again at the tattoo. You, who had smooth and unmarked skin, couldn’t phantom the pain of a nursing needle to draw blood. “It must have”

“Worth every second. Lay in bed, princess. I need to be between your legs”

He didn’t let you take the initiative and threw you on his bed with a quick move. Azriel towered over you for a second before kneeling between your already open, wide legs, and leaving his glasses on the. He smirked with no doubts as he pulled the hem of your dress over your panties. His fingers were rough, pressing hard enough to leave red marks on its way.

You only bit your lower lip when he rose your dress to your waist and sneaked his hand beneath, the edge of his fingers pressing over your breasts.

With the idea of that outcome, you hadn’t bothered with a bra, and his eyes darkened even more at the discovery. You watched his throat work around the new information as he rose his body higher, now covering your breasts with his hands. He squeezed them, keeping them trapped in his palms as he lowered where you needed him.

“I’m gonna erase all those looks from last night” he promised, hands retreating following your curved. “Whose got you this wet, hm?”

“Azzie, don’t be mean”

Azriel was in your hands the moment his nickname fell from your lips, and at your mercy when you used that whiney, flirty tone. He didn’t even bother taking off your panties – he tore them off. Like a sheet of paper, like a piece of cake. You moaned his name, and it came out like a yelp when he dug in without reservations.

His tongue was feral as he licked a long stripe between your entrance to your clit. He pressed it against your clit and actually trapped it between his teeth for a moment. The barrier between pain and pleasure was hard to tell when he snuck his hands under your ass and lifted you a few inches for him to devour.

“Love this so much” you spoke with a content smile, as he massaged your ass in silent appreciation. “Love you”

One of your hands reached to his hair, pushing his face closer to your center. He agreed and pushed one finger inside you. Your mind emptied when he began pumping it in and out, curling it just in the right spot before pulling out and replacing it with his tongue.

Cassian pounded on the wall and yelled at you to be quiet, and Azriel pounded back harder as a fuck you response. You didn’t have it in you to care about him as Azriel pulled you closer by the ass, your legs laying boneless against his wide back.

His nose brushed your clit, up and down, and you weren’t sure he could breathe from how passionate and hard he was eating you out. You called his name wordlessly, your mouth emitting only broken noises.

“So good for me, princess. My beautiful princess” his voice was guttural, so primal it made you lock his head between your legs. “Give me one, come on. Give me the first one so I can wreck you from behind”

“That sounds clinically dangerous!”

Azriel growled against your clit and parted your folds with his chin. He ran his lips through all of them, and by the time he pushed his finger back in, you were cumming on his face and screaming so loud his name you could have woken up the rest of the campus. He caressed your lower regions as you came down from your high, accompanying your orgasm with lazy, long stripes through your folds.

When Azriel came back up, his chin and mouth bright from your juices and his hair sticking in every direction, you were already ready for round two. He didn’t need to be told, and he rose leaving a trail of bites up your body.

He briefly stopped to leave two twin marks between your breasts, so round and perfect and purple you were squirming under him again.

“Azzie” it had been the only word you were capable of saying, and your mind cleared down for a second

“Was that good? Worthy princess treatment after a night out?” Azriel asked, leaving wet kisses on your neck.

“Perfect”

You hugged his back as he pulled himself above you, and your nails left angry, red marks across his lower waist. You pulled the band of his sport shorts and underwear down, and squeezed his hard ass just like he had been doing to yours. His dick sprung free with little effort, and he rubbed himself against your side as you caught your breath.

It wasn’t a one-time thing with Azriel, and you heard Cassian muttering about calling 911 before turning on the music. It took Azriel at least three of your orgasm to be content, and he could cum another three before he let you go. He always stopped, for your sake, when your legs couldn’t hold you up anymore and you had tears ruining your perfect make-up.

Few things turned him more on than being the cause of that ruined make-up.

Before he could empty your mind again, you quickly brought up the only coherent thought that kept pounding your head.

“I want your name too. On me”

“A tattoo?” he raised a brow.

Azriel didn’t stop rubbing himself slowly but tightly against your thigh. His hand was over your sore cunt, in a possessive manor he only showed inside the bedroom. At your petition, he pressed his finger tighter.

“Here. Between my breasts, with your name” you quickly explained. “I want Azzie between my breasts, so each time someone looks at me, he knows these are yours”

“You are mine”

None of your relationships had lasted as long or had been as deep. You were the type of girl who would have his ex-name tattooed, but truth was you were wary of tattoos, and Azriel knew that. He had tried to get you into a simple one, something he could draw for you and hold your hand through it.

His body was a map of ink and drawings, some of them goofy and some of them deep. He liked your innocent, smooth skin, but he found himself breathing harder at the thought of his name on your chest. Thinking of how many kisses, how many marks he would leave there every given moment.

Azriel recalled not a month ago pulling down your cleavage between classes to kiss your nipples sore, the hand he always sneaked to unclasp your bra and touch you beneath the lace. His name, the nickname that brought him to his knees, decorating that skin.

“Are you sure?” he didn’t want to get his hopes up, not when he was ready to tattoo you himself right then and there. With Cassian playing loud classical music in the next room.

“And a crown drawn by you on the top” you rose a teasing eyebrow at his lack of movement, given the discussion for finished. “Are you going to wreck me from behind or do I have to ask Cassian for help?”

Azriel broke into a loud laugh before smacking your cunt loudly, then manhandling you around. With his left arm holding you by your waist, he pressed himself against your back. His dick brushed all the right spots between your bodies, but your hands were trapped under you and you couldn’t touch him.

Complaining would only make him take out those beautiful handcuffs you knew he owned so you only bit your lip and whined like the good girl you were for him.

“I’m gonna tattoo my name between your breasts, if that’s what you want” he whispered against your ear, his other hand appearing around your throat. “I love you so much, princess. So fucking much”

Azriel squeezed your throat at the same time he entered you with a rough, only thrust. It avoided the moan that died in your chest, that had you rolling back your eyes in pleasure. It didn’t stop Azriel from moaning your name out loud, loud enough for Cassian to turn up the stupid music.

The headboard banged against the wall and his glasses fell to the ground, as he left you no room to breathe, to recover. Maybe he had managed to shut you down, but he was doing nothing about his own sounds. You were vaguely aware of Cassian slamming the door of the apartment after screaming some profanities, but you didn’t acknowledge him.

Not when Azriel seemed to be trying to tattoo his name deep into your body and soul.

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[haesunflower]

moments that makes everyone think you're dating (zb1).....₊˚⊹♡

genre: fluff/comedy

pairing: reader (mostly gn) x zerobaseone

about/tags: you're not dating, but everyone seems to think you are? hmm i wonder why?

just cute things hehe...

⠀⠀♡ kim jiwoong ♡ ⠀⠀

for some reason, you are always invited to movie night at the dorms

the boys initially teased jiwoong, but you cleared the air and told everyone that you were just childhood friends and you've never dated

the boys reluctantly accept the story

but your legs are always intertwined at the couch, and your head is always finding comfort on his chest, and his arms are always draped around your figure

members are dumbfounded, confused, then disgusted. friends??? always holding each other like that??? in front of us????

taerae who was getting popcorn, throws a singular piece to the both of you after he sees jiwoong nuzzling his nose into your hair

"the both of you...get a room please we're trying to enjoy the movie"

"you're just jealous taerae" you snipe back, throwing back the popcorn piece

jiwoong giggles and says "taerae-ya if you wanted to be cuddled you could have just said so"

everyone in the room is laughing except for taerae

⠀⠀ ♡ zhang hao ♡ ⠀⠀

you're his lockscreen in one of his many phones

when members would ask who that is – gyuvin, ricky, and yujin (the ones that have known hao the longest) would snicker and giggle, egging the question on and insinuating that you're hao's significant other

"oh, that's y/n. my best friend from when I was in school"

"best friend huuuhhh" gyuvin teases, raising his eyebrows up and down

hao throws a pillow at gyuvin to get him to shut up

one time, ricky caught hao going through your old pictures together and compiling it for a sweet birthday message he was gonna send to you

best believe that ricky immediately informed gyuvin and yujin about what he was doing and he got teased relentlessly that day

the 3 other yuehuaz end up gossiping to the rest of the members that they have in fact, met you in person and that you are in fact, insanely gorgeous that hao is out of your league and that in fact, gyuvin said he found you stunning and hao in fact, gave gyuvin the silent treatment for 2 weeks.

⠀⠀ ♡ sung hanbin ♡ ⠀⠀

hanbin asks for your help often to meal prep and cook at the dorms with him – it's mostly stuff that can be frozen and reheated for the week so that the boys have healthy homecooked meals to enjoy

it's grossly domestic, you'd think the both of you were in a long term relationship

sometimes, the members catch you feeding each other

hanbin would blow gently on the spoon before catching your attention by tilting your chin upwards, "how does this taste?"

he brings the spoon to your mouth and he beams when you smile and give him a thumbs up

in the summer, the kitchen gets too hot so you find yourself dabbing at hanbin's forehead sweat while he stirs the sauce

he shoots you a grateful smile, cheek dimples on display

"god, are you two married or what?" jiwoong grumbles as he passes by

you two just chuckle

⠀⠀ ♡ seok matthew ♡ ⠀⠀

you're his gym buddy and actually no one knows that you exist up until a few members started asking matthew if they could join him at the gym

you always greet matt so cheerfully, giving him a hello hug (you're both foreigners)

every time you finish a set you guys high five one another, and if you lack motivation he'll say something like: "one more set and i'll give you a reward"

"oh yeah like what, matt?"

"guess you'll have to finish up and see" 😉

harmless flirting is an effective motivational tool for the both of you

the rewards range from: a pre-workout smoothie treat or a signed photocard of himself haha

gunwook and jiwoong once caught matt staring at your ass :D not his fault your ass so fat :D

so it comes as a shock to gunwook when he hears you answering a phone call from your boyfriend, right after the three of you finished a circuit

when you leave, gunwook turns to matthew and says "she has a boyfriend? i thought you were the boyfriend!"

matthew has a shit-eating grin plastered on his face and says "nah we're just friends" and takes a sip of his water

⠀⠀ ♡ kim taerae ♡ ⠀⠀

he's like your driver, and you're the ultimate passenger princess/prince

taerae rushes out of practice the moment it's over "sorry guys gotta go, y/n is waiting for me to pick them up from school"

matthew calls taerae out for being a simp, while hanbin scolds matthew to leave the loverboy alone :(

taerae has no time to correct hanbin and just rushes out of there

he doesn't like making you wait after all!!

whenever it starts to rain too, he would leave the dorms telling members he's running an errand, when everyone knows he's just going to where you are so you don't have to commute in the rain

one time, taerae and hao were out to run an ACTUAL errand when you called him in a panic to ask if he was in the area – you were drenched in the rain and your phone was about to die

taerae of course, said he would come get you :) he also made hao move to the backseat so you could be right next to him :)

⠀⠀♡ ricky ♡ ⠀⠀

he's always on his damn phone, grinning from ear to ear or giggling to himself

when members ask him what's so funny, his face goes back to neutral and says "nothing"

the members don't know who he's texting and facetiming

while you were talking on facetime, ricky left his phone on the kitchen counter so he could make himself some food, and gyuvin took this as an opportunity to snatch his phone to figure out who you were

gyuvin was so quick, ricky didn't even realize it happened

gyuvin brought the phone to gunwook's room where they eagerly said hi and introduced themselves, then continued to ask you a bunch of questions like "how did you meet?" "how long have you been dating?" "what do you like best about ricky?"

i mean, you could answer all the questions but you had no time to – as ricky busted the door open and snatched the phone back

"sorry about that y/n, my members obviously don't have any common courtesy"

"haha it's fine ricky, they're very cute"

"cute??? cute you find them cute???" ricky sounds offended as he walks away from the two other members, shooting them a look and faking a punch

⠀⠀♡ kim gyuvin ♡ ⠀⠀

any free time he gets, he visits home so he can spend time with eumppappa

both you and gyuvin were the dog sitters and dog walkers for your building before he debuted

but he's getting a little busier nowadays, and his visits to his family home have been less frequent

you decide you'd walk eumppappa and your dog aiki to gyuvin's dorm for a quick visit, which has then become weekly tradition

the members just assume you're his significant other with how often you visit with his dog

that, and the fact that gyuvin refers to you as "eumppappa's eomma" and you refer to gyuvin as "aiki's appa"

the members don't know it's because you bought the dogs together

whatever tho, everyone thinks it's so cute

⠀⠀♡ park gunwook ♡ ⠀⠀

he's inserting you in the conversation any chance he gets

like when the boys are just playing overwatch or league of legends gunwook goes "ahhh i should invite y/n to play"

or when gunwook is trying food from a new restaurant he would excitedly take a picture and say "y/n would like this i should send some to her"

or when he's out shopping he would say "this would look so great on y/n"

or when he's helping yujin with school and he surprisingly doesn't know the answer, he says "y/n would know this, hold on let me ask"

again, every chance he gets. your name is mentioned. he's like an excited little puppy when your name gets mentioned by other people too

example, "gunwook i got ice cream - maybe you can share with y/n" and then he's bolting to his phone asking you to come over

the older members thinks it's adorable, how much he likes you

and when you actually meet the members clad in gunwook's sweater they all come to the conclusion you feel the same way for him

A/N: i missed writing and being delulu

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[hunnidmilly]

…..so what was you saying about the gym, boo? i’m waitinggg.

ꨄ i put that boy on rock rock. jey u.

- small little thot if i must say. LMAO yall i workout to fergalicious, and i love that little “I PUT THEM BOYS ON ROCK ROCK.” so im like deg imagine putting jey on rock rock. i also imagine that song where beyonce sings, “let me sit this asssss…on you.”

- YALL I GOT A SINUS INFECTION FROM HELL. WTF. also i’m still working on a masterlist and i need a bit of help. if anyone specializes in those hmu pls. xoxo love you.

warnings: smut, thumb in b, no protection, oral, minors dni.

you unzipped your pink lululemon jacket as heat began to overtake your form. you finished 30 minutes on the stair master on level 6. sweat beads dripped from the top of your chest drenching your white juicy couture sports bra. it was late night, and you couldn’t sleep. deciding to tire yourself out, you came to the gym. unbeknownst to you, your shorts hiked up causing your ass to have a bit more shelving—something the man on the other side of the gym took in.

you went to grab the sanitizing spray infront of the machine. you glanced up to see the man eyeing you before he adverted his gaze towards the weights again. it was your turn to take him in, wearing black gym shorts and a white muscle tank. you smirked to yourself at the attention. you weren’t one to show out for the male attention, but he was fine ass fuck.

fuck it.

you walked over to the stretching machines near the weight lifting racks. backing against the wall, you spread your legs open pushing backwards bending down; your ass pressed firmly against the wall. what to you was extending your glutes, looked like you nearly doing a split on the wall. his eyes were on you now watching you move against the wall, his workout far in the back of his head. you moved towards the ground into a doggy position arching your ribs towards the ground as deep as you can.

you couldn’t say you knew him, but he attended the gym quite a bit—his name was, jey. when you stood you could see the man not even hiding his gazes anymore. he leaned against the wall taking in your show, with his lip between his teeth. you let out a small laugh before grabbing your water bottle heading towards the gym showers, keeping your eyes on him secretly inviting him to join. since you were the only one, without shame you shed your jacket and sports bra leaving you in only your shorts.

you turned on the shower to the hottest setting waiting a second before steam started to rise. before you could take off your shorts, you let out a gasp as someone pulls your body towards your front wrapping their arms around your mid section

“you thought you was gone get away with that lil show back there, mama? i wasn’t gone say nun?” jey speaks into your neck before placing kisses on it pressing himself against your ass

“what’re you gonna do about it than?” you respond pushing your thumbs into your shorts, pooling them at your ankles. he briefly takes in your lack of panties under your shorts. you turn around to face the man smashing your lips to his.

“you was tryna get fucked, ma? where you thought you was goin’ like this?” he grunts against your lips, his hand snaking down towards your pussy rubbing your clit.

he rubbed in vigorous circles stimulating your juices, “yea…you wanted some dick tonight didn’t you? wet ass pussy.” he rasped out sinking his fingers into your pussy curling them towards your spot

“mmmm, right there.” you sighed into his mouth sucking on his tongue as he pushed his fingers in and out of your pussy, the noises bouncing off the walls. “ahhh, baby!” you whimpered

“nah, you not cummin on my fingers. tryna taste you on my tongue, ma. just know it’s sweet.” jey pushed you both into the shower, pushing your back against the wall shower wall.

he took off his muscle tank before stepping out of his shorts. his 3rd leg slapping against his stomach, pointing towards you, long, thick, and hard. he used his hand that was inside of you to moisten his dick. he dropped to his knees before lifting your own over his muscular shoulder. his tongue darting out to your clit before sucking it into his mouth.

“m-mm! shit!” you reached down gripping his hair pulling his face closer towards your soaking pussy. your juices coating his beard. you felt the tightness in your belly before you came into his mouth. wet heat drenching his tongue as he made sure not to miss a drop.

as you rode your orgasm out on his tongue, you felt him slide in two fingers againbefore pulling his mouth away, “tight ass pussy, mama. bend over.”

jey quickly spun you around before bending you over. he spread your ass cheeks watching your juices seep out of you, making a mess in between your thighs. his eyes moved upwards towards your asshole before letting a glob of spit out over it. he rubbed his dick through your slit to lube himself up, before pushing inside of you and pushing a finger into your 2nd hole.

“ssss—ahhh. jey!” you hissed out as his dick split you wider with each inch he fed you and the intrusion of his finger inside your asshole.

“shit! you grippin’ me so good ma. my pretty girl.” he groaned before starting to fuck into you “relax, you can take it. stand on your toes…there you go, baby.”

he starts moving slowly, dragging his hips back until he’s just at the tip—nearly empty before plunging back inside, earning a squeak from you. his thumb thrusting in and out, as his other grips your hips pulling you to meet his thrust. you're moaning his name and begging him to move faster, harder, and deeper.

he raised his leg up onto the shower bench next to you, the new angle allowing him to dig deeper into your pussy. his dick bottoming out each time as he sped up. that thumping vein rubbing your spot. the beautiful mess you both made dripping between your thighs. jey threw out a string of praises; nearly chanting about how wet you were.

“so fuckin’ wet, baby. wet ass pussy.” he cracks a hand against your ass, “i’m slidin’ right in, ma.”

“just like that, jey…ouuu, fuck daddy! i’m cumminn.” you whined out. you placed your hands on the wall before throwing your ass back onto his lap.

he reaches his hand over to vigorously rub your clit. the friction sending you into overdrive and moments later your clamping down onto him squirting all over him. the heat melting your body, eyes rolling back, and unable to string coherent words other than his name.

“keep cummin’ for me, baby.” he groans fucking you through your orgasm chasing his own, his pace becoming rapid. “doin so good, mama. get whatchu’ need from me, baby…get your nut.”

him sliding all the way out and pushing all the way back in. his big mushroom tip brushing over your clit. the combo making your pussy clenching again for a 2nd time as he curses at the feeling before painting your walls with his cum, plugging his dick into you making sure not one drop of your love making spilled. you released a whine at the sensation of his warm cum splattering all over your pussy for awhile, mixing with your own.

you wanted to relish in it—the euphoric cloud over the both of you nearly dragging you under.

“damn, girl. i been waiting to do that for a min’ now. shit better than i dreamed about.” he pants before pulling out of you

your pussy clenching down to do everything in its power to keep him in. the feeling of being stretched so full with his dick and his cum becoming an obsession. he licked his lips at the sight of everything spilling out of your pussy.

“how oft—often do you come to the gym?” you ask after catching your breath and standing to face him

“however often you want me. literally too.” he joked before placing a kiss on your lips

[bengals-barnesbabe]

“Pick Up Lines” w/ #9

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Black!FemReader

Word Count: 670

Warnings: Minors DNI, literal crack with a heaping sprinkle of smut

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“Joe, what trait would you say you find the sexiest about a woman?”

It wasn’t the most common question he got from these press conferences, but the newly single quarterback was definitely intrigued.

He let out a light chuckle then quirked the side of his lip up. “Confidence, no brainer.”

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The concept of women throwing themselves at him wasn’t foreign to the quarterback, but for the last few years he’s been taken. So now being one of the NFL’s hottest eligible bachelors, Joe has the opportunity to entertain himself with all the attention on him.

It started with making eyes with women in clubs that were too shy to come up to him. Then short makeout sessions during his teammates parties. And some showing up to his open practices just to fawn over the work he puts in at the gym.

It was fun until it got boring, he was waiting for that one girl with the ability to keep him on his toes. So far he was flat footed. Until he got a DM from you.

At first glance it looked like a regular fan account that’s obsessed with him, but two things stood out: your picture and your bio.

The picture was of a brown skinned woman wearing his orange jersey showing ample cleavage, head tilted down with a Bengals SnapBack on top of a head of tight black curls.

Your bio only said one thing: ‘Slut for JoeyB and JoeyB Only’

Without glancing at the time, he taps on the dm and indulges in what he thought was gonna be pure flattery.

_joey.bde: Confidence huh? You sure you’re ready for that?

Joeyb_9: I’m ready for anything

_joey.bde: oh yea

_joey.bde: those balls look heavy, want me to hold them for you😊

Joeyb_9: come on give me something original, I thought you were a slut for me😉

_joey.bde: ever met someone that could take all 9👅

Joeyb_9: depends how you want it baby

_joey.bde: down my throat, on my knees in your locker room after a game😈

Joeyb_9: fuck you really are a slut, got anymore

_joey.bde: I have more holes if you’d like to fill them☺️

Joeyb_9: yea you’d be a pretty little cumslut for me wouldn’t ya

_joey.bde: I’d do anything for you daddy🤤

Joeyb_9: prove it😏 *address*

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“So any new developments in your personal life since we last spoke?”

Joe’s face flushes with heat as he thinks about the photos of you in his phone; your pretty face and tits covered in his seed as you suck on his thumb, his fingers buried in your cunt and his favorite you completely fucked out asleep in his bed.

“No, not really. I’m just chilling for now.”

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*nsfw under the cut - minors dni*

“Joey please, I can’t.” Your cries turn into breathy moans as he stuffs your cunt with four of his fingers.

“Come on give me one more then I can give you my cock.” He says lightly kissing your cheeks then slowly bringing them down to your neck.

“Don’t you wanna be good for daddy, so suck it up and come.”

Your French tips dig into the bed as his thumb rubs slow circles on your clit. “Fuck I’m gonna-!”

His other hand comes up to your tits squeezing and tugging at your nipples, “yea that’s right, let me hear you.” His voices muffled as he sucks on your neck.

With one last curl of his fingers, your body shakes as you come for a third time. The whine of his name in your throat goes silent due to overstimulation.

Joe removes his juice covered fingers and puts them in his mouth. “Fuck you taste so sweet.” He moans.

Your mouth agape watching him while still feeling the after effects from your orgasm. “Wanna try?”

Lazily shaking your head, he bends down and kisses you, your tongue licking around sucking your juices from his mouth while he just smiles, then pulls away. “Good girl.”

a/n: procrastination at it's finest everyone :) main masterlist

[bluecollarmcandtf]

My Found Family

I never grew up with the luxury of family. As an orphan, my childhood was lacking to say the least, and it left me jealous of any kid with caring fathers and siblings. That's why I had to find my family. Nobody's perfect, but with a little reconditioning, I've trained them to be exactly what I was looking for.

This guy is now my father...

"Breakfast is ready, boys!" I call, using my lower register like I'm supposed to, "Whoops! I mean bacon-fest!"

Guttural laughter comes from my stomach even though I don't find my joke that funny. Bad jokes like this have sort of become my personality lately. In fact, my whole life has transformed over the last couple days. A week ago, I would've never imagined myself strolling around my house in nothing but underwear and a robe! My standards for style seem to have vanished along with pretty much every other part of my old way of being.

It happened three days ago at a grocery store, when I ran into this guy in the produce section. He caught me examining avocados for ripeness and walked right up, beginning to talk like we'd known each other for years.

It was all a bit bizarre, but I found myself unable to turn away. He was explaining my life to myself. Well, not my life, but the one he wanted me to live, the one I was meant to live, and I hung on his every word. He was maybe six years younger than myself, but I was to be his new daddy. It was a role I was proud to fill.

"Here you are, son," I grin widely, unable to contain the feelings of pride I have as he walks into the room.

"Thanks, old man," he answers and grabs the plate gratefully.

For a moment, I stand there and stare. My heart beats for my boy as he tears apart the food I made for him. My paternal instincts have been working overtime lately. I can't help but love that boy with every fatherly fiber of my being.

It doesn't matter that I never wanted kids before. Previously, I'd wanted to remain a bachelor forever, but I have them now, and it couldn't feel more perfect.

With a content grin, I turn back to the sizzling bacon and think about my day. Things I used to hate were now what I looked forward to; mowing the lawn, washing the car, cleaning the gutters. I have a full day of work ahead of me to keep this house in tip top shape. Of course, I'll do it all with an ice cold beer in my hand. I never had a taste for the stuff, but my boy thinks I should grow a bit more of a gut.

I know what I say goes around here, but I could never say no to my favorite son...

I obviously have dad wrapped around my finger, but he's not the only member of this family. This next dude is my new big bro...

"Fuck yeah," I grunt and sniff up the ripe stench under my arm, "Smells like a real fuckin' man!"

I toss the barbell down, finishing a new personal record on the bench press and I couldn't feel more pumped. My tank top and sweat pants are drenched with sweat, but I love bein' a nasty gym rat: at least, I do now.

A week ago I was waiting tables at this fancy restaurant, when one of the customers got to talking with me. He was sitting alone and looked kinda sad, so I tried to be friendly and I'm sure glad I did! I got a whole new family out of it. He made me quit my job and move into this sweet place. Now I'm his big brother!

Of course, like all big bro's, I'm supposed to work out in the garage all day. I was never one for weights, but I couldn't imagine my life without them anymore. I like to push my limits and get all hot and sweaty. Then I march around the house flexing and farting all over the place. It's not the most refined thing in the world, but my bro explained to me how much I don't care about hygiene and all that crap.

"Wassup, little man," I call as he saunters in.

"Nothing much," he answers, staring at my arms while I show off my biceps.

"Alright, get out of my space. I'm tryin' to work out," I snarl, acting as tough as possible, "Do I need to wrestle you again to prove my point?"

I definitely didn't used to be like this. I used to be the most polite and approachable guy in the world, always chatting random people up, but that guy's gone. My bro got rid of him and his old family. This new family is the only one I'm interested in now, even if I'm not supposed to show it. I'm supposed to be muscular, rude, and gross. It's who I am now.

"Alright, I'll leave you to it," he replies, "You can wrestle me though."

"I will," I frown, flexing even harder, "And this time, I'll win!"

Whenever we wrestle, I always end up with the urge to let him win. It sucks because I could easily beat him, and I should put him in his place, but for some reason, I just know I have to let him win. He just deserves it I guess.

I give him an intense glare and then return to my weights. These arms aren't going to pump themselves...

My big bro always makes my legs quiver, but I love seeing how cocky he can get. Of course, he'll never out wrestle me no matter how big he gets. I programmed him to let me win. Just like I programmed the breadwinner of the bunch...

A short groan rumbles from my lips. For some reason, everything has been disappointing me lately: my sons, my husband, my job has all been leaving me grumpy and frustrated. Even the channels on the TV aggravate the living hell out of me. I have to fight the urge to chuck the remote across the room.

"How was your day, honey," my husband asks, walking into the room and handing me a beer.

"Great," I moan without any emotion.

Everything's been changing so fast lately, and I couldn't be more over it. I was married to my work, busting ass for years to get promotion after promotion, and I had a job I loved that paid extremely well. I couldn't be more happy, even if I was the only unmarried guy in the office. I didn't mind. I loved my bowling league and my solo trips to Vegas too much to settle down.

Then I met him, my son. Well, he wasn't my son at the time, but after talking, I quickly realized who he was and who I was to him. I'm the head of the household, the disciplinarian, the breadwinner. At least, that's who I've become.

"What's for dinner?" I grunt, peeling my eyes away from the TV.

Looking at my husband, odd feelings bubble up. I used to know him as my neighbor, a nice enough guy, but now I'm married to him. It all happened so fast. He's changed too recently, I think. The guy I knew a week ago would've never walked around all day in a robe and underwear.

His hand reaches out and holds my own, "Steak and potatoes if that's alright with you."

I grunt in agreement, turning back to the TV. My husband's presence stirs my cock to life, straining my member against my work slacks.

This is another new development.

Until now, I'd never had a gay bone in my body. In some ways, I still don't, but my son explained how I should feel about my husband. I should love him, I should be turned on by him, and I should get it on with him. He's right, I suppose.

"Hey, I could use a blow job before you get cooking," I gesture to the thick tent in my pants.

My husband pauses for a moment like he's unsure of what to do, but then it comes to him, "Of course, babe, but we need to be quiet. Both of our boys are home right now."

"Don't worry about it. If they walk in without knocking they'll get the belt," I snort as my husband gets on his knees in front of me.

"You shouldn't be so hard on-" before he can finish, I've shoved his face into my crotch.

Somehow, I know I can be rough with him, just like I can be rough with our sons. I'm the man of the house after all. Within seconds I'm grunting in pleasure while staring at the evening news broadcast. For some reason, I always find myself watching it and complaining about current events. It's just who I am now..

I grin, sneaking a peak at my two dad's going at it in the living room like the good little couple they are. My new family couldn't be more perfect, but no family is complete without the dog...

"Ruff!" I bark, gleefully scampering over to the bowl of food that was just placed on the floor.

Without hesitating, I shove my face into the bowl, sending the little pellets flying everywhere. They taste like cardboard, but for some reason, I can't get enough of them! I've done nothing but drool and whine for the last hour while the real humans eat their dinner at the table.

"That's a good boy," a voice coos, and I feel fingers running through the hair on my head.

I can barely acknowledge being petted. I know I'm supposed to act like a hungry animal right now, so that's what I do.

I would've never thought I'd find myself as a house pet, but a couple days ago, this guy just walked up to me and talked me into it. It'd just been a normal day for me, working at the car garage when he became my master. I knew right there and then that I had to drop to my hands and knees and follow him home with my tongue out.

My new life has been great ever since. My masters play ball with me outside, they hose me down when I get muddy, and they snuggle with me on the couch at night. I barely even miss my old work and fiance!

"Alright, boy," one of my master's commands, "That's enough. Get in here!"

It's the mean one. The one who used to own this house, but is now just a working dad. He's always the one who hits me with a newspaper when I drink from the toilet. I don't know why, but I just feel compelled to do it!

Licking the bowl clean, I abandon it and crawl into the living room. There, the entire family is gathered around the television.

I stop by the smelly one and sneak in a few licks. I love licking him because he's always salty with sweat and smells funny. After licking his feet for too long, he kicks me away, "Leave me alone, mutt!"

"Oh don't talk to him that way," the nice one adds.

I climb on the couch and curl up beside him. His belly is always the perfect cushion for my head to rest on, and he always lets me lick his beer bottle when he's done. Within a couple minutes, I'm drifting off as his hands absently play with my hair...

...sitting with my family at night is always my favorite part. Watching TV with my two dads, brother, and dog heals the child in me that had always yearned for this. Sure, it might be easier to just go to therapy, but this is sure as hell a lot more fun!

[stuffedteen]

Get Big

Travis and Dylan were gym bros, obsessed with their perfectly toned bodies. They were all set for their usual workout, except they were clutching "Get Big" protein shakes. A new shake Travis had found in anticipation of some serious gains.

Travis smirked as he gulped down the sweet concoction. "Man, this 'Get Big' shake is gonna make us beasts. I can feel it already!"

Dylan followed suit, drinking it with enthusiasm. "Yeah, Travis, I bet we'll be even more ripped after this. Let's hit the gym hard!"

However, the moment they put their empty shaker bottles down, an odd sensation washed over them. Instead of feeling the usual surge of energy, they felt something peculiar happening within their bodies.

Travis rubbed his temples, perplexed. "Dylan, something doesn't feel right. My head is spinning, and I don't think it's from the pre-workout buzz."

Dylan frowned, sharing his discomfort. "I know what you mean, Travis. I feel kinda... warm, and not in a good way."

Travis scratched his head, suddenly having a bizarre craving. "You know what, dude? I don't feel like hitting the weights right now. I'm starving. How about we grab some burgers instead?"

Dylan, feeling the same inexplicable hunger, eagerly agreed. "Burgers it is, man. I could go for a juicy double cheeseburger right about now."

As they entered a nearby burger joint, Travis couldn't hide his amazement. "Dude, I can't believe I'm craving this. I usually stick to lean protein, but right now, I want all the burgers."

Dylan chuckled, his appetite growing by the second. "I hear you, man. Let's go big or go home!"

Their meal at the burger joint was a feast of epic proportions. They devoured burgers, fries, and shakes with reckless abandon, their appetite seemingly boundless. They exchanged no conversation between bites, the air filled with moans of delight.

Travis, wiping ketchup off his chin, couldn't help but remark, "This is insane, Dylan. I've never felt this hungry in my life."

Dylan, who was busy taking a massive bite of his burger, nodded in agreement. "I know, man. But you know what's even crazier? I'm not complaining. This tastes amazing!"

Their physical changes were becoming more apparent with each bite. Their formerly trim physiques were gradually giving way to softer, rounder forms.

Travis and Dylan were bewildered by the inexplicable changes their bodies were undergoing. Even as they tried to resist their growing desires, it seemed like an impossible battle to win.

Days turned into weeks, and they continued to visit the gym, determined to maintain their well-defined physiques. However, their newfound appetites made it increasingly difficult to stick to their strict workout routines.

Travis grunted as he lifted a barbell, sweat pouring down his forehead. "Dylan, this is getting out of hand. We've got to rein it in, man. Our muscles are disappearing, and we're getting... plump."

Dylan, red-faced from exertion, couldn't agree more. "I know, Travis. But every time I try to resist, I can't stop thinking about burgers, fries, and milkshakes. It's like an itch I can't scratch."

One evening, Travis stood in front of the gym mirror, his once chiseled abs now a distant memory. He sighed, running a hand over his doughy midsection. "I used to be so ripped, man. I can't believe we let a single protein shake ruin all of our hard work."

Dylan, examining his own changing physique, joined in the self-reflection. "I never thought I'd say this, but it's like we're addicted to food, to this... softness. We can't resist it."

The realization hit them hard. Their initial attempts at resistance were futile, as their growing desires for delicious, calorie-laden food and their increasingly soft, plump bodies held them captive.

As they surrendered to their newfound desires, Travis and Dylan's once-trim physiques became distant memories. Their resistance had crumbled, and they embraced their fate as lazy, food-loving bros.

[myspacebrat]

our lust increased, feeds desire.

modern steddie x only fans reader

summary: after getting a sponsorship from a very well known lingerie brand, you put on a little fashion show for the boys and things get spicy.

warnings: smut ahead, 18+ mdni, fem reader, no use of y/n, use of pet names, lingerie, overuse of the words hole and cock, food play, anal (m receiving), lots of butt stuff, steddie smut, voyeurism, female masturbation, oral sex (m receiving), daddy kink, cum play, this is so filthy sorry not sorry.

authors note: (a welcome to the dungeon blurb) the pieces I describe in this fic are from moeflavor.com thank you to my love @xxhellfiregirlxx for the lingerie plug and being my lovely beta, along with @screammunson <3

wc: 3.7k (def not a blurb *eyeroll*)

You step out the shower, hand idly reaching for your black silk robe as a notification on your phone captures your attention.

“Yes, yes, yes!” You excitedly celebrate in the quiet, steamy bathroom.

You throw on your robe in an exhilarated rush, before slipping on your platform ugg slippers. You hear Eddie and Steve in the kitchen making breakfast, their sweet laughter puts an even bigger smile on your face as you quickly pad down the stairs and out the front door.

“Baby?” You hear Eddie call as you walk halfway down the driveway, to the mailbox.

You take the big bag of goodies into your arms before hastily slamming the aluminum door, and making your way back into the warmth of your house.

“Babe? What are you doing? We were gonna surprise you with breakfast in bed.” Steve beams as he walks closer to you in nothing but little black gym shorts, he examines the big white package you’re now holding like a baby in your arms.

Eddie walks in a second later, sweatpants sitting low on his hips as he pops a strawberry into his mouth before he too begins to examine the bag you're holding.

“Whatcha got there, angel?” The metalhead questions as he continues to chew on his fruit. Plump, swollen lips tinged with red that probably have more to do with the kisses he and Steve shared as they prepared a special breakfast for you.

“Well, about two weeks ago I was dm’d by this really well known lingerie brand and they wanted to do a sponsorship collaboration, so they sent me a bunch of free stuff and all I have to do is take pictures and post them on instagram or tik tok.” You excitedly ramble before walking into the kitchen to grab a knife, not wanting to mess up your recently manicured nails.

“What? So they just sent you a bunch of free shit for some pictures?” Eddie asks in bewilderment.

“Yeah, it’s called a sponsorship, and it's my first one!” You cheered as you slid the knife along the dingy white plastic.

“That's amazing, baby! We’re so proud of you.” Steve praised before planting a sloppy kiss to your now exposed collarbone, causing you to gasp in surprise.

“How bout you put a little show on for your boyfriends, huh? Try all that cute shit on and maybe we’ll help take it off.” Eddie purrs, before he dips another strawberry into the whipped cream that he’d sprayed over his pancakes. He takes an erotic bite of the berry, groaning at the taste as the juices trail down his chin, begging to be licked up.

You set the pieces that were sent to you on the leather chair that sat in the corner of your room as you, Steve and Eddie ate the breakfast they so kindly made for you. You all watched a movie in bed as the boys took turns feeding you and each other. Getting lost in your time spent sharing kisses, cuddles and stupid jokes.

You take a glance at the lingerie, quickly being reminded of the suggestion from your metalhead boyfriend. You eagerly slip out of bed as Eddie and Steve are in deep conversation about their holiday plans and how it goes every year but share the same sentiment that they’re grateful you’re now a part of it, you acknowledge them before the conversation moves to something about their jeep and how the oil needs a change before you all drive to hawkins for Thanksgiving dinner with Eddie and Steve’s families, the jitters of meeting their loved ones comes over you momentarily before you shut the door and begin removing your robe.

You slip on the first piece called ‘cyber succubus’; it’s a black latex looking set, the bra cups are triangular hardly covering much and the strap that connects the two is adorned with a buckle, the panties are tiny with a v shape in front showing off a sliver of your mound, the straps that hug your hips have the same tiny buckles on both sides and there's a chain tail connected to the back of the thong, a matching waist piece with more buckles sit on your mid section as the straps attached hang over your hips, you finish the look off with the matching horns and some black thigh highs.

You slowly open the bathroom door, the boys still chatting away as you lean up against the wooden frame before clearing your throat to capture their attention.

“Ho-ly fuck!” Eddie growls as his mouth falls open, making Steve’s head whip around in curiosity.

“Whoa.” Is all the pretty boy can mutter, you saunter into the bedroom giving your boyfriend’s a spin and a good view of your perfectly round ass.

“Whaddya think?” You ask them with a knowing smirk.

“Baby, fuck. You look- fuck.” Eddie stammers, as his eyes continue to roam over every detail of your body in the little piece of fabric.

“You look fucking insane, baby. Jesus.” Steve professes as his hand slides down to the growing bulge in his slutty little black shorts.

“C’mere sexy girl.” Eddie says, timidly waving you over as both boys keep their ogling eyes on you.

“Uh, uh. No touching until the end of the show…” You say, turning around and making your way to the bathroom with a devilish smile, you look back at both boys whose faces are filled with equal amounts of disappointment and lust before you divulge “I didn’t say you couldn’t touch each other.” You sing-song before giggling and slipping behind the door, quickly removing all of the straps from your body and letting the fabric hit the floor before you’re eagerly picking out the next piece to try on.

This one’s called ‘latex succubus nurse’ and it might actually make the boys keel over and die. Death by boner. You slip the top on, it’s black with red accents around the collar, your cleavage practically spills over as a buckle in the middle keeps them in place, a fake nurses badge is attached to the cup of your right tit. You yank on your black g-string that has two “o” rings on the back of each string a long with a bat wing; you pull the thong straps high over your hips before you slide on the tiny skirt, all black pleated latex with two red horizontal lines towards the bottom, two red hearts on each hip with a silver chain that dangles above the crotch, you roll the fishnet knee highs on before snapping on the black collar and black nurses hat. This one is so sexy on, the back covers absolutely nothing as the front exposes a good amount of your cunt in the black g string.

You take one last once over before you slowly pull the door open. You’re quickly met with low moans as you realize both boys have their bottoms off and thrown haphazardly on the floor, Eddie is stroking Steve’s hard cock while Steve is stroking Eddie’s, the boys rub each others tips in unison, smearing their precum over the shaft for better friction, as if they needed it with that big bottle of lube that sat open on the bedside table.

It took a second for them to notice you as they sat there lost in the pleasure of each other, before Steve saw you in his peripheral vision. His head quickly turned, chestnut hair flowing so beautifully with his movement, as his eyes widened and his moans grew louder, thus causing Eddie to look over too.

“Fuck baby.” Eddie groans as him and Steve pick up their pace at the sight of you.

“Naughty boys.” You purr as you crawl across the bed on all fours, moving closer to where they’re working each other's throbbing cocks. You lick and bite at your glossed lips before a moan slips from between them. “God, that’s so hot.” You pant as if you’re almost out of breath, seeing the boys being intimate with each other as you looked on was something you’d never get used to, it will always be your biggest weakness.

Your little idea of making the boys wait until after you finish trying on all the pieces, quickly becomes a thing of the past as your hand trails down between your thick, warm, plush thighs. They tighten around your forearm as your fingers harshly rub over the small fabric.

“C-can I please touch you now, baby?” Steve mewls. Such an obedient little boy when he wants to be.

“Yes, please.” You plead in desperation as you open your legs wider, the dark wet patch in the middle of your center now on full display.

Steve swiftly pulls your panties to the side as he runs his fingers through your folds, wetting the tips with your slick before he’s bringing them up to your clit and softly circling as he continues to twist his other hand on your shared boyfriend's cock.

“Oh, Jesus this is mm, so hot.” Eddie whimpers as his eyes are now trained on your dripping heat, where Steve’s fingers continue to orbit.

“You two keep playing together, I’ll be right back.” Eddie announces as he slips out of Steve’s grasp, leaving you two alone and way too horny to think straight.

You replace Eddie’s hand with yours, giving Steve’s rock hard shaft a few tugs before you reach for the lube, squirting a dollop on your palm before bringing it to his bright pink tip. Steve whines as his fingers slip inside of your entrance with ease.

“Is my baby a needy boy today? Hmm?” You pout as your grip gets tighter on him, causing him to hiss and his eyes to snap shut in pleasure.

“Mmhm. God, you look so fucking sexy.” He whimpers into your mouth before smashing his lips to yours in a greedy, spit filled kiss.

“You know what I want, baby boy?” You whisper into his mouth.

“What’s that, honey?” Steve whispers back

“I really wanna watch daddy fuck you.” You reveal, making him groan into the kisses he’s now placing on your cleavage.

“Is that really what you want, baby?” The pretty boy asks as his fingers continue to curl deep inside you, hitting your sweet spot and making your juices drool out and down his hand.

“Yes, fuck, I want to watch you two play.” You huff as Steve slips another finger into your drenched hole. “Can I work you open for daddy?” You ask sweetly, as your hand continues to twist on his smooth yet hard appendage.

“Shit, you’re such a filthy girl.” Steve says before he’s pushing you onto your back, your hand falls from his cock as he reaches for your throat, squeezing hard enough to cut off your air flow while his fingers start moving in and out of your pussy with purpose, hard and deep as the squelches ring out in your shared room.

“Ooh!” Is all you can say before you’re cumming and squirting all over Steve’s hand and forearm, as he kneels over you with a crazed yet undeniably lust filled gaze.

“That’s it, my dirty fucking girl! Always making a mess on me, huh?” Steve spits through clenched teeth.

“Whoa, what’d I miss?” The metalhead questions, his eyebrows raised high on his hidden forehead in curiosity as he holds a bottle of whipped cream and a bowl of fruit with the stems chopped off.

“Made our little slut squirt all over me.” Steve beams with a cocky smirk before slowly removing his fingers from your used and sopping cunt.

“Well damn.” Eddie scoffs as he places the fruit on the side table and tosses the whipped cream bottle on the bed.

“Go ahead and tell Eddie here what you told me, angel.” The honey eyed boy softly demands.

Eddie’s eyes are on you in an instant as he sits down at the foot of the bed, hand playing with your hair as you’re still sprawled out in the position Steve manhandled you in.

“Go ahead baby, tell me. Anything.” Eddie sweetly encourages.

“I wanna watch you fuck Steve.”

Eddie’s eyes widen, all the sex you had had together in the past few months and never have you been the one to sit back and watch. Not that you didn't want to, but your boyfriends did everything in their power to make you feel like you were now a part of their relationship, the last thing they’d ever want is for you to feel left out or pushed aside, so instead they opted for worshiping you together.

“You sure, sweetheart? We don’t want you to feel left out or anything.” The metalhead pointed out with a hesitant look while sweetly brushing your hair out of your face.

“Mhm, wanna stretch Stevie out for you first though.” You state with a devilish glint, before quickly sitting up and swinging your legs behind you, as you excitedly bounce your knees on the mattress.

“Fuck, you really were made for us, ya’ know that?” Eddie simpered, grabbing the nape of your neck and pulling you into an adoring kiss. His hands roam your body over your little nurses outfit before he was clawing at the fabric to get to what he really wanted, you completely naked and exposed for them.

After Eddie and Steve had removed your clothes and had you fully bare aside from the fishnet thigh highs Eddie protested against Steve touching, the metalhead manhandled your shared boyfriend into position; on all fours as his ass stuck up in the air, back arched as his left cheek laid flat against the mattress. Perfect plump bum and his pretty pink puckered hole just waiting to be devoured.

“Go ahead angel, take what you want.” Eddie chuckles as he lays a harsh slap to Steve's squirming ass.

You crawl on your knees, lining up behind him, your left hand fists the bed as your right comes up to rub at his bubbly cheeks, before you dip a finger between them making the pretty boy gasp and moan. Your ass was up in the air now too, giving Eddie the perfect view of your pretty little asshole as you brought your tongue to the writhing boys in front of you.

You lap at him with enthusiasm, so turned on from the prospect that you were getting his hole ready to be stretched and fucked by your other boyfriend.

“Fuck, I wish I had two cocks so I could fuck both of your pretty holes at the same time.” Eddie snorts at the image that crosses his mind at his words, as he strokes at his already hard and dripping cock.

You and Steve giggle at the metalhead before you plunge your tongue past Steve’s tight muscle, both of you groaning in unison. Steve’s purely out of pleasure and yours from the clean yet heady taste of him. The boy was always clean and ready for a good ass eating.

You continue to fuck the pretty boy with your tongue before dropping a glob of spit right into the little ‘o’ that had been worked open by your pink muscle. You rub it in with your thumb, spitting again before you're working your thumb into his ass slowly, his warm hole sucking you right in, to the second knuckle.

“Mmm.” You hear him moan into the sheets at the feeling of you moving your thumb in and out.

Finally, you slip it back out. Eyes memorized by the little gape you were able to achieve from just your small thumb. You get an idea and reach behind you for the whipped cream bottle Eddie so kindly brought up.

You shake it before removing the top. You can feel Eddie's eyes on you in interest as he slowly creeps up the side of the bed to get a better look at what you're about to do. His questions are answered when you spray the whipped cream right on Steve's yummy open hole, giggling when he jumps and gasps from the cold temperature.

“Oh fuck!” Eddie groans as he watches you bring your tongue to lap up the sweet cream.

You spray more before looking up at Eddie, puppy dog eyes on full display as you ask him if he wants a taste.

“Yes, please.” He groans again, his eyes rolling back before he’s leaning right beside you, licking up the whipped sweetness. “Yum.” The older boy hums with a proud smile on his face. You spray some more before Eddie stands up, grabbing a strawberry from the bowl that’s still sitting on the side table and dipping it into Steve's hole, pushing it in with his finger before Steve is pushing it back out. Eddie smiles, bringing the fruit up to your mouth; you open up and stick your tongue out, awaiting his offering as the juice that had been squeezed out by your younger boyfriend's tight hole drips down your chin, this time Eddie eagerly licks it up.

Once you've finally worked Steve open with a whole lot of lube and six fingers; three on each hand, scissoring and pulling him open little by little, he was finally ready to take Eddie’s rather thick length.

They had asked you what position you’d wanted to see them in, and of course you requested one of the first positions they’d fucked you in when you filmed your first only fans video together. Full nelson, minus the holding of Steve’s neck. You just wanted to see both boys facing you as Steve bounced on Eddie's cock all while the pretty boy’s hard throbbing cock flopped around freely. Fuck, it made you drenched just thinking about it.

Eddie made quick work laying out on the bed before Steve maneuvered himself on top of him, chest to back as the metalhead scooched up to land his tattooed body against the headboard. Steve’s feet planted on the bed as his ass hovered over Eddie’s awaiting cock.

The older boy's tip ever so lightly presses against Steve’s stretched hole before he slowly sinks down on him, making the metalhead groan in delight.

“Ah!” Steve moans out as he throws his head back in sweet bliss, god how he’s missed being fucked by his daddy. His head quickly snaps to where you’re seated on the leather chair as you watch with intent, fingers swirling over your little sensitive bud. Steve groans at the sight of you getting off to him being fucked, it’s almost too much when Eddie starts thrusting his hips up, instantly hitting his prostate making his eyes roll back in complete contentment.

“Fuck!” He mewls, as he starts matching Eddie’s thrusts, lifting himself up with his planted feet and sinking back down, his boyfriend continuously bullying his g spot while his cock flaps back and forth, hitting his stomach then lightly tapping against Eddie’s balls, his head is oozing with precum as it drips down his bright pink head and trickles down his veiny shaft.

You lick your lips at the thought of tasting him. Your fingers speed up as you begin to lose yourself to the bright white flash of pleasure, you throw your head back biting at your bottom lip in order to stay quiet so as to not interrupt them. Your orgasm seers through you like a volt of electricity. When you come to, you realize both boys have their eyes on you already fully aware that you’ve made yourself cum to their sweaty masculine bodies bumping together in pleasure.

“Good girl, mmm did daddy fucking our Stevie’s sweet hole do it for you? Hm?” Eddie growled as his hips sped up before he’s bringing a heavily ringed and tattooed hand to your shared boyfriend's leaking cock and giving him two good pumps.

Eddie maneuvers Steve’s body so his right arm is thrown over the long haired boy's shoulders with Steve’s shoulder blade pressed up against the metalhead's left pec, giving him the perfect view of the pretty boy's dick flopping about.

“Aw, look at our poor baby boy's needy cock just dripping, he needs you princess. Come make our boy feel even better.” Eddie beckons you over as he continues to thrust while simultaneously playing with Steve’s very hard appendage.

You crawl in between both boys’ spread legs before you’re taking Steve’s cock into your hand, Eddie quickly drops his before going back to Steve’s hip where he helps him bounce better on his cock, that’s so fucking close to exploding.

You take Steve into your mouth, slurping up all of his precum and groaning madly at the taste. You release him from your mouth with a loud pop.

“Mm, fuck his cock into my throat daddy.” You say sweetly before you take him back into your mouth and allow Eddie’s hips to snap, bringing Steve’s cock so much deeper down your throat.

“Oh, fuck!” Steve whimpers, bringing his hand that was used for leverage on the mattress, to your hair grabbing a handful before he’s pushing your head down even deeper, spit falls from the sides of your mouth and tears drip down your face as your throat gets railed, the whole thing makes you feel like you can cum completely untouched.

“I’m- fu- I-” Steve stammers as his seed shoots down your throat, you instantly swallow, milking him of every last drop before he’s gently pulling you off and bringing your lips to his in a filthy kiss as the remainder of cum left in your mouth gets swapped back and forth.

“Uh, I’m gonna fucking bust!” Eddie shouts as he watches you both share Steve’s seed. The display causes Eddie to grab tighter onto the pretty boys hips, bringing him down even harder, fucking himself with his boyfriends tight clenching hole.

Steve’s spent cock twitches as Eddie continues to overstimulate the younger boy's prostate, making Steve shake with moans that could rival yours any day.

“Fuck…” Eddie draws out before he’s cumming deep inside his boyfriend, filling him up to the brim as you watch the cum drip out and down the metalhead's red abused sack.

“Mmm, look at that.” You moan before dipping your finger into the mess and bringing it into your mouth.

The cum slut in you has yet to be satisfied as you now have a craving for the seed that continues to drip out of Steve, even more so now that he’s removed himself from Eddie’s lap, laying in exhaustion on the side of him.

“Need more.” You pout your lips towards them.

“Come on then dirty girl. Come get a taste.”

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[eunsoek]

MAKING OUT ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) 

ft seungcheol

Reaching over the console to open your door, Seungcheol greets you with a warm, dimpled smile as you slide into your seat. “Hey,” you lean over to kiss his cheek and pull away, brushing through his newly washed hair. “You don’t have to pick me up every time, you know? I am capable of walking home.” Your boyfriend scoffs playfully, rolling his eyes whilst waiting for you to buckle up.“I know you’re capable and amazing and super smart, but weird people come out at night time! Besides, I like doing stuff for you, it’s my duty.” He shrugs. His words do put a smile on your face, you were definitely not complaining. “Thank you, Cheollie."

The car speakers play out your boyfriend’s latest favourite track, the sounds of the saxophone melted with the soft drumming rain outside. Moments like these with Seungcheol were your favourite, you didn’t get too many, so you cherished them dearly. You and him both loved the extravagance of black-tie dates and private island holidays, but just existing together, with no background noise, no one else, was the best.

Feeling your eyes on him, Seungcheol turns his head, the reflection of the red traffic light illuminating his features, softening his curves yet hardening his sharp edges. He had clearly just come back from working out at the gym. Sensing his gaze on you, he exaggeratedly brushes his hand through his hair, resting his elbow on your shoulder so his bicep was right in your face. “Nice try, Cheol” laughing, you shrug his arm off.

He tries to play innocent, “what? It’s not my fault you keep staring at me, I can’t help having muscles, I just got back from the gym.” Seungcheol leans in, his face coming closer to you, “stop staring at me, babe, or you’ll boost my ego.”

“Oh wow - your ego does not need a boost!” You scoff jokingly, keen to see how far he’ll take this, “or what, are you threatening me?” He laughs softly at your quip, turning away to set the car off at the green light. The track changes, and he drums his fingers on the steering while to the beat. The warmth of Seungcheol’s hand placed on your thigh distracts you, and you fiddle with his fingers in response, twisting at his ring. It's only a few moments later that, distracted, you notice he’s pulled over and the car’s stopped.

“Wha-“ Seungcheol cuts you off, cupping your face with both hands, his round eyes gleaming in the orange glow of the overhead streetlights outside. You thank yourself for being stringent with his self-care routine, his lips are pillowy and soft as they press against yours. The music that never turned off fill your senses, and your boyfriend slides a hand down to hold your neck firm, his thumb rubbing on your skin gently. His tongue slips into your mouth, and you can taste the raspberry chapstick you gifted him earlier.

Seungcheol is as insatiable as he is passionate, and chases your lips when you pull away for air, pushing you further into your seat. His hand comes up placed onto your headrest, caging you in as his scent invades you. His favourite, sweet, musky cologne mixed with a fruity body wash comes to be so addictive. You pull him even closer, as close as you can get, but that’s still not enough.

You squeal in shock as Seungcheol pulls your seat lever, flattening your seat so he could properly kiss you. Laughing at your reaction, and at your tight hands grabbing his arms for safety, he brushes your hair gently away from your face. “I’ve always wanted to do that,” he giggles cutely, teeth cheesing. For how strict and scary he seems to strangers, a part of you wishes others could see him now, for who he really is. For how gentle, and loving, and safe he is. But apart of you wants to keep that for yourself, to treasure the moments of pure Seungcheol. He shifts to lean over you, kissing you again, and you think: you definitely want to keep this moment to yourself.

[tinkertea]

MINORS DNI

FEEL GOOD

i've developed a fully fledged kink for men who wear masks, send help

synopsis: you make your boyfriend feel good after gym. pairing: könig x fem!reader warning: heavy petting; swearing category: smut word count: 814

He was sitting comfortably on the couch, his muscular legs spread wide enough so you could sit between them, his arms behind his head. It was ridiculous how good he looked, half-lidded eyes locked at you, watching your every move. His dark blonde hair was messy but you liked it, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly as if suppressing a smirk at the way you were admiring him. No longer was your undivided attention making him nervous, no longer was he questioning whether you found his scars repelling. He knew you barely noticed them, rather focusing on the freckles, on his eyes, on him.

“You look good”, his smooth voice broke the silence. You knew he was right and König knew how lucky he was to have you sitting obediently in front of him, breasts almost spilling out of the black lace bra you had put on just for him. Your fingers were leisurely drawing patterns on his legs as your eyes met his. 

“D’you wanna touch me?”

You nodded, licking your lips at the thought of having your boyfriend at your mercy. He slightly tilted his head at you. “Go on then, Schöne. Make me feel good.”

You didn’t waste time and started to get him out of his training shorts that he had still been wearing. Your mouth watered at his muscular thighs – for some reason you had always found them particularly attractive, whether it was the way they flexed when he was fucking you in a hard but steady rythm or the way they felt when your barely clothed cunt was rutting against them. 

He was wearing grey boxers, a dark wet patch showed off just the effect you had on him. How could he ever deny how blessed he was by having such a gorgeous thing all for himself? Of course he got turned on by the way you greeted him impatiently at the door after he’d finally returned from the gym, your body clad in the black lace, your voice sweet like honey when you’d asked him “Do you like it, König? Bought it just for you” as you gently led him to the couch.

It was a silly question, really. You could tell by the outline of his growing member, by the way his pupils dilated, how his tongue darted out to wet his pink lips - he loved it. 

The groan he let out as you put your mouth on him - only separated by the fabric of his underwear - had you squeeze your thighs together but you were determined. He could feel your hot breath, your lips trying to suck through the fabric. It wasn’t enough, he needed more, more, more. There could never be enough of you.

König felt your lips turn into a smile, you were so cruel, enjoying his demise, his exterior cracking beneath your touch just like this. He had to press his eyes shut as need became a lump in his throat. “Fuck, scheiße, bi- please,” his voice jumped an octave higher.

It was tough to suppress a moan when his cock sprung free, you longed to feel the weight of him on your tongue, to taste him. It was addicting – how he melted beneath your touch, how his face was scrunched up when you hadn’t even done anything yet to warrant such a response. You were addicted to the power he allowed you to have in these rare moments, you were addicted to how he laid his vulnerability bare in front of you.

“I’ll make you feel good, my king, I promise,” you almost purred before licking from base to the top, following the prominent vein on the underside, getting him nice and slick, before licking the pre-cum off the beautiful pink tip. His breath hitched when you licked his slit, König’s hand roaming through your hair like it had a mind of its own before you gently took in your own and placed it on his knee. 

“Be good, my king,” you mumbled against his soft skin, taking as much as you could into your mouth. While your one hand held his fingers tight as you struggled with his length, your other toyed with his balls the way you knew he liked it. The moan that escaped him was enough to confirm this knowledge. “Fuck, fühlt sich das gut an,” he mumbled beneath his breath, his emerald eyes trained on you again. 

He couldn’t miss out on the magic unfolding in front of him. Though his arousal clouded his mind, he couldn’t help but notice how you squeezed your thighs, how your eyes were dark with lust as you enjoyed the taste of him. He was sure that by now you were seeping through the thin lace thong onto the hardwood floor. He didn’t mind one bit, he’d make you lick it clean later – before he’d feast on you himself.

[bebebelll]

Pretty girls and flowers | lando norris smau

pairing: lando norris x student!reader warning: cursing, unrealistic if lando did this in real life the girl would absolutely get doxxed

yn_phd good morning by best pals! this month's episode will be out this tuesday. my lovely amazing talented so pretty best friend got two tickets to silverstone so if you're there come say hello👋! the podcast guest will be my old professor from freshman year so put down any questions you have about mary i of england! stay healthy and hydrated ❤️❤️

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username did landonorris attend the lecture too?

landonorris ive never been happier that i chose karting and skipped school

yn_phd i have discovered hidden depths in myself. i can cry about essay structures and then drive bumper cars an hour later

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landonorris it was just karting babe they were not bumper cars

yn_phd but i crashed so much? landonorris you were great!! i was so proud!! 🧡

username okay but how does this relationship even work? if she doesnt know anything about racing?

yn_phd i tell him everything about the tudor dynasty and he explains to me how the drs works

landonorris use date night to play uno and see whos more competitive (me, i won)

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yn_phd the way i screamed after you gave me those cards

username lando really be gambling with a new relationship

alex_albon poor girl

georgerussell63 remember when we played uno and lando got a +4 card from all of us and he got a mental breakdown alex_albon yeahh we had to take 10min break cause he left for a drive around the block maxverstappen1 the neighbours made a noise complaint too

yn_phd i got him flowers and later we both crash landed on the bowling alley floor

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alex_albon oh so this why you called me crying your tits off

maxverstappen1 he called you too?

landonorris pretty girl🧡🧡

yn_phd pretty guy❤️❤️

[shcyc]

¡ LOCKER ROOM — kinktober

MY READMORE IS NOT WORKING I AM SO SORRY

synopsis: locker room sex with msby / schweiden adlers

cw; sub fem! reader, voyeurism!, oral (giving & receiving), fingering, cockwarming, shower sex, vibrator, slight bondage, thigh riding

— MSBY !

> ATSUMU swears he’s never felt better — he wasn’t expecting you to get on your knees between his legs when you said you have a nice surprise for him right after practice!

his breath hitches as you kiss him through his pants, fingers inching up his thighs, leaving the trail you touched hot and burning with desire

this isn't the first time you've sucked him off, and yet it still feels like he's ascending to heaven every single time - probably also because the two of you are openly exposed in the middle of the msby locker room, and that has his adrenaline skyrocketing

> BOKUTO has his thick fingers deep inside your dripping cunt, skirt flipped upwards and tucked into the bands to stop them from obstructing him from what he wants

he’s annoyed that you’re wearing such a short skirt and prancing around his teammates as if it was a free show for all of them, when in fact, it should only be for him

he’s rough, fingers abusing your hole while his other hand wraps around your bare chest, pushing a handful into his mouth, tongue swirling around your perked nipples

> HINATA was the most innocent guy you’ve ever met, never would you have thought you’d be in this position — hands supporting yourself on the sink with your soiled panties stuffed in your mouth, pretty face stained with tears as you stare at the orange-headed man pound into you from the mirror in the msby locker room

he’s told you to “keep it down”, but how could you when he’s stretching you out so fucking good, thick cock grazing every inch of your gummy walls

you tighten around him each time he slips out and pushes back into you, eyelids fluttering with each push and pull, and that has him going even harder than before

> INUNAKI shoves his tongue past your tight ring of muscle, hands roaming all over your body, finally resting on your thigh that has been dangling on his shoulder for the past few minutes

he groans at your taste, at how deliciously sweet you are, and how you’re willing to let him do it right outside the locker room door where his teammates could easily walk out and catch the two of you

the vibrations from him passes right into your core and towards your clit, sending you over the edge after being teased for so long, and you watch as he removes himself from you with that stupid smirk plastered on his face

> MEIAN has you wrapped around him like a koala as he walks around the locker room to do final clean and checks before he closes the gym — only every step he takes has you clenching around him like a vice and he has to warn you to be a “good girl”

you think you might pass out from just cockwarming him, having him buried in you for too long makes everything go numb, and when that happens, everything is much more sensitive

he walks around and does his chores without a care in the world, but you whimpering into his ear and begging him to “just fuck me”, has him putting away the towels and shoving you onto the benches before slamming into your over sensitive hole

> SAKUSA hates the locker room, it’s full of germs and bacteria that he would not want to be exposed to, but when you come running to him asking if you could shower in the locker rooms because you got drenched in the rain, that has his mind reeling

he’s pressing the shower head onto your clit, making sure the water is hitting directly at the sweet spots before turning up the water power — and almost immediately, you feel your orgasm approach

your legs are shaking as you cum, body limp against him, his broad frame making sure you won’t fall to the ground during your high — and sakusa thinks that he has to see this beautiful sight one more time, even if it means staying with the germs for a few more minutes

— SCHWEIDEN ADLERS !

> HOSHIUMI can be either vicious or nice, and today, he’s feeling vicious! your boyfriend wants to see you stuttering, panting and begging him to stop the little machine buzzing inside of you

but how could he? not when your grip on his arm tightens while you try your best to make conversation with his dense teammates — he thinks that you’re so cute, holding onto him like your life depends on it

he laughs when you drag him out the locker room with all your strength, finally falling on the ground as he squats down to tease you, pushing the level up so that you cum around his toy!

> KAGEYAMA didn’t know he would be into bondage, especially not in the locker rooms, but when you show him the trick that you’ve been trying for a while now, his heartbeat races

he has you pressed up against the metal closets, making you support yourself on your elbows as he pushes himself into you — the warmth engulfing him, and he swears he will cum right now if it wasn’t for his need to see you struggling to release yourself

you’re clawing at the cool solid, desperately needing to grab ahold of something to ground yourself from his harsh fucking, you’re flipped around in and instant, one leg now wrapped around his waist as he groans into your neck at how good you feel

> USHIJIMA he’s so stoic and dense all the time so you thought you’d tease him! sitting on his thigh as you press kisses onto his neck, hoping that he’d break character for once and do something scandalous with you in a risky place

and you got what you wanted! he’s pushing your hips back and forth on his lap, his mouth now on your neck, teeth grazing your skin occasionally to give you love bites

you’re a whimpering mess at this point, hands flying to his shoulders to steady yourself as you let the overwhelming sensation take over, giving up on trying to hide the noises at this point

[misseviehyde]

I HAVE NEVER

It was your bullying step-brothers idea to play a game. You just wished you'd never listened...

Jordan was the bane of your life. He was stronger, taller and more attractive than you. He seemed to take a perverse delight in ruining everything in your life and when you finally got a girlfriend you could sense his jealousy.

You weren't worried though. Jenna was sweet, delightful and funny. She hated 'Alpha-Males' like Jordan and was deeply in love with you. She was best-friends with your twin sister Kate as well and the three of you got on so well.

One day the three of you were hanging out when Jordan entered the room carrying a bottle of vodka.

"Hey nerds," he grinned, "wanna play a game with me?"

"Not really Jordan, go away," sighed Kate folding her arms under her small breasts and glaring at him. "You're such a douchebag, we don't want to play anything with you."

"Awwww, what's the matter? Don't wanna have some fun?"

Placing the bottle down, Jordan opened it and grabbed four shot glasses. He poured out the vodka. "Come on losers, I'm bored and this will be fun. I bet you pathetic dweebs have never played 'I have never'."

I didn't want to play anything with Jordan, but strangely I found myself being drawn towards the shot glass the same as my girlfriend and my sister.

"That's it losers - you can't resist playing with me. In fact - you can't resist doing everything I say from now on."

A strange befuddlement seemed to throb through my head as my hand closed on the glass. I could see Jenna breathing heavily and Kate as well as they grabbed their glasses.

"Now then bitches, I'm gonna say something and if you have never done it before, you have to drink and then do the thing I'm saying."

"Th...that's not how... the game... works," groaned Jenna struggling to speak as a strange lethargy swept through her.

"It's how my version works losers - now then. I have never had my tits enhanced."

A strange tingle ran through all three of us and I found the vodka rising to my lips. I drank it and placing it down watched Jordan fill my glass back up.

The fiery vodka burned my throat and then my chest began to ache. I looked down and watched in horror as my t-shirt began to bulge and swell. My nipples were rock hard as my pectoral muscles bulged out and then became soft pliable flesh. Two round, perfect globes swelled out - big fat fake tits causing my t shirt to rip and tear. I could hear female moans next to me and saw that my sister and girlfriend were undergoing a similar transformation.

"H...how?" groaned Kate as she cupped her massive new tits. She had been relatively flat chested before, but now she had a fine pair of teenage milkers and she looked great.

"Just a little magic to spice things up," grinned Jordan. "All three of you look so much better with this big tits. Now then 'I have never shaved my pussy bare."

I felt the vodka rising to my lips again and I drank it. My cock tingled and a delicious feeling of inversion and sucking seemed to happen. My crotch was now flat and smooth - a pretty pink pussy where my cock used to be.

"Haha, this is cool," laughed Jordan. "Now then, I have never worked my booty out to become a PAWG."

All three of us drank again and my whole body ached. I could feel my ass swelling up and my body shrinking. Toned muscles rippled under my skin as my hips cracked out. I looked at Kate and Jenna - they looked like hot little gym bunnies now just like I did.

"Okay sluts - you're looking good, but we can do even better. I have never had hair extensions, fake nails, eyelashes and a tan."

My body ached and as I raised the vodka to my lips again I saw I now had cute white nails and smooth tanned skin. My short hair was now long and blonde, I could feel it tickling my shoulders. Long slutty lashes projected from my eyes and I could taste lipstick on my transformed face.

I had nearly become fully female.

"Yeah, that's it bitches - you look so much better. The bottle is nearly empty. How about one final round? I have never been a horny, popular, bitchy slut who only likes hung Alpha-males."

All three of us drank, the empy glasses tumbling from our hands as we shook and giggled. My pussy throbbed and my brain ached as I felt new urges and desires pulse through me.

I'm a slut... I'm a bitch... I'm popular. I wanna fuck Jordan, I love being a slut for him... ohhh fuck yeah.

My clothing transformed as did Kate and Jenna's. All three of us were now dressed in sexy lingerie. The three of us were mean little size queens now, sluts for bully cock. I felt my pouty pink lips twist into a dumb grin as I played with my hair.

"Like... I am sooooo drunk and I'm fucking horny. Jordan, please will you like let us suck your cock?"

Jordan smiled and unzipping his fly flopped out his big fat cock. Me and my slutty friends sank to our knees, our mouths wet. Mmmmmh, he was so good to us.

"Fuck yes. My step-sis and her slutty friends. This is such a better configuration," he crowed. "Maybe one day I'll turn you back so you can appreciate how much of a slut you were for my cock. Then I'll turn you back into this bitch - she's better than you ever were."

I had no idea what my hot step-brother was going on about. I was too busy sinking my cherry pink lips around his big cock and starting to suck as Jenna began to rim Jordan and Kate kissed and made out with him.

Glug... glug... glug...

THE END

"Mmmmmh, that's it girls - I have never had a threesome before and this is gonna be a blast..."

As I felt Jordan's cock slide deep down my slut throat, I gurgled happily. Mmmmmh, I loved playing games with him...

[alotofpockets]

Easter hunt | Grace Clinton x Reader

Where you create an easter egg hunt for your girlfriend's birthday

A short little fic for the birthday girl!

Woso masterlist | Words: 870

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A lot of fans were surprised when they found out that you and Grace were dating. You were the definition of sunshine and grumpy,and golden retriever and black cat, but the people close to you had no doubt about it. You loved Grace, and Grace loved you. 

That is why it was to no surprise to your teammates that you had an elaborate plan set in place to celebrate your girlfriend’s birthday. You had asked them for help setting everything up, while you made sure that she would have a great birthday morning. 

Since Grace's birthday fell on Easter Sunday this year you planned to give her her gifs in the form of Easter baskets throughout the day. Far from the grumpy or black cat vibes you gave out to the world, but in Grace’s eyes you were a sweet, soft, and caring person, and you would do everything to bring a smile onto her face. 

After some morning cuddles, you headed into the kitchen together in your pyjamas, where the first basket was standing on the counter. Grace had no idea of your plan, but gravitated right towards the bright blue mixing bowl filled with ingredients, and baking tools. “What’s this baby?” She asked while looking through it. “Your first birthday Easter basket. Happy birthday, my love.” She ran back your way and jumped into your arms. “You are the sweetest, thank you so much!” You hold her tight, while you smile into her chest. “Of course, you’ve been saying you want to bake more, so I thought what better way to start than making pancakes or waffles for your birthday breakfast.”

You were dancing through the kitchen together, to one of your favourite playlists, while mixing ingredients together to create a batter. Grace went for blueberry waffles, and they tasted delicious. After some more soft moments together in the kitchen, you got ready to head to practice, where the next surprise awaited your girlfriend. Celin had been your biggest help in setting up the surprise for you. So, when you arrived Celin was the first one running up to wish Grace a happy birthday, after which she handed Grace a basket. Grace looked confused between the both of you, “Good luck on your Easter hunt!” You and Celine said at the same time. The girl’s eyes lit up, you made an Easter egg hunt for me?” Celine pointed to you, “She did all the work, I just hid the eggs around the training grounds.” 

Grace was running around like an excited little kid collecting the plastic eggs, showing them off every time that she found a new one. Her excitement over the silly little activity you had planned was one of the reasons you loved the woman so much. “Did I find them all?” She asked when she hadn’t found any for a couple of minutes. “Open the eggs, and you’ll know.” You said with a smirk. Finding the eggs was not the only part of the game. Inside each plastic egg was a puzzle piece, meant to reveal a hint to where her next Easter basket present was waiting for her. 

She put together the pieces that she had, and realised she was still missing two. You knew that with the ones she was missing she could still flip the puzzle and read the clue, but what was the fun in not completing part one of the game? So you told her she needed to find the last two as well. With a couple of hints from Celine, she managed to locate the eggs. She rushed back to where she made the puzzle, to add the missing pieces. She flipped the puzzle and read your scrambled Easter egg message. To find your basket, you must look in the place where the Easter bunny practises its hops. She thought for a moment, and then she realised that they had practised their high jumps in the gym last week. “Is it in the gym?” She asked you, with shrugged shoulders you responded. “I don’t know, let’s go look.”

Of course Grace had guessed right, and her next basket was waiting for her amongst the weight rack. Another basket filled with goodies, this time there was a variety of gardening supplies, some tools, and flower seeds. Gardening was another hobby that Grace wanted to pursue more, and you wanted to make sure that she had everything she needed to start. Grace looked through all the stuff in the basket, and couldn’t believe you had listened to her ramble about hobbies she wanted to explore. “Thank you so much, you are the best.” She said as she hugged you again. 

Once she was done with the Easter hunt, you and the team started training. You were thankful for the staff, who allowed you to plan something special for Grace during a part of the training, to be able to celebrate it with your friends. 

You had more planned for the rest of the day, but for the following hours your focus would be on training. But you were going to make sure that Grace had the best birthday, like you tried to give her every single year.

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