#there's just something about the idea of having a loose sloppy pussy that makes me instantly wet

[milkyhoneybee]

I have a lot of control of my kegel muscles and when I was hooking up with one of my friends a while ago, she discovered the fact when I tightened up so much she couldn't pull her cock out fully, and I kept working her while she was inside me, even after she came

While exhausted on my bed after I finally took pity and she threw me off her, she told me that she was going to ruin my cunt so I wouldn't be able to do that again and I didn't tell that's literally a fantasy of mine

Tempted to message her like 'so are you gonna make good on that threat or...?'

[killakalx]

17+ content, blank blogs dnf

just bsf!dick grayson making you squirt and calling you babe... as a friend of course

“you mean- never?” dick grayson inquires in a flat tone, almost in disbelief. you confirm with a simple and high pitched nope, speaking of all the times you’ve failed to cum using just your hand.

he’s ecstatic at the idea, even if he suspects it’s your attempt of getting him back in your bed. he’s subject to details like this, being your best friend. not to mention you’ve had conversations similar before; but this time is different. this time, you’re having a casual conversation about your bland sex life a week after dick got the chance to fuck the lights out of you; and the chance wasn’t missed, nor a regret. so yes, he sees the bait, and he’s more than happy to take it.

like the clever bastard he is, dick gets you to give him the green light rather than blatantly falling for it. I've slept with people like that, he boasts, you know me though. a few more sneaky remarks and you're sucking the inside of your cheek in defeat before you tell him to 'demonstrate'.

now he’s got a hand down your shorts, carefully situating you into his lap and keeping a steady hand pinching at the fat of your hips. "how's that?" dick asks, circling your clit with generous pressure before slipping right inside. his fingers hit you deep, way deeper than your own or anyone else's, and that little fact has him all the more eager.

calculated efforts nudge at that sweet spot and you gasp, thighs flinching and giving him more room to get a little deeper. you glance at him with an almost awkward expression but he’s already enthralled, lazily tugging your shorts down a bit further with a hungry glint in his eye.

“it’ll feel better when you calm down,” dick coos at you, a sly hand slipping under your shirt to brush over a hardened nipple. “relax for me.” he’s gentle with you despite his brewing impatience, scissoring and spreading your cunt open on his fingers to coax you out of your nervousness. you start rolling your hips and his fingers curl way deeper, eyes shooting open with a soft cry of his name.

“it feels…“ you start with a pleasurable hitch of breath, “feels-“

“good?” he finishes the thought for you with a particularly deep thrust, “I know, sweetheart, but it’ll get better.”

his thumb barely touches your clit and you tremble, arms clinging around his neck as you gasp and whine right into his ear. pretty little noises just for him as his free hand palms your breast, urging you closer and closer into him until you’re moaning into his mouth. from this angle his kisses are sloppy, swallowing up your keens as he finds the speed that has you writhing in his lap.

“yeah- keep doin’ that,” dick manages between kisses, spreading your legs wider as you twitch around him and you swear you hear him moan with you. “just like that, baby- fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

“dickie,” you whine, half outta your mind with pleasure, “‘m close- so close, please-“

“I know, sweets, give it to me-“ he pants with you, lips loosely catching yours just before he catches the perfect angle inside you, “cum for me, pretty girl, c’mon.“

your hips grind into his leg a few more times and you cry, holding dick close and practically crumbling in his grasp as you leak around his knuckles. dick talks you through what feels like a never ending orgasm and his hand fails to stop moving, mesmerized by what he’s pulled out of you, sticky fluids dripping into his palm as your pussy squelches around his fingers and you whine.

“dick, I- shit- I just-“

“I know, babe,” he confirms with a pleased grin, still holding you in his lap with the perfect view of your mess. “relax, remember? lemme try something.”

dick shuffles from beneath you until you’re sitting right on top of his cock, throbbing through flimsy pajamas while he works out a new angle. you’re dazed and a bit confused, still trembling in overstimulation until the coil swells into another rapidly approaching orgasm. he’s nudging at your g-spot over and over with more intensity, kissing at your shoulder while groping your tits and it has you damn near tears.

“you feel that, yeah?” he checks, “deep in your tummy? let it go, baby- let me see it.”

you can’t wrap your head around what he’s looking for, but you give it to him regardless- head hanging over his shoulder with a desperate whine and arching away from dick. distantly, you feel the fabric under you, soaked beyond what you thought normal as he trails off in praise over your moans. “goddamn, that was gorgeous- all for me, huh?” his fingers pump in and out a few more times as the high fades, then removing them to finally rest. “was I the first to see that?”

it takes a moment of recovery—deep and staggered breaths with a low whine before processing the mess. before processing that your best friend just made you fucking squirt.

“oh my god,“ you stumble over words, “i’m sorry, dick, I didn’t-“

“babe,” he cuts you off with the casual endearment again, “you’re telling me no one’s made you do that before?” his hand’s soiled with your slick and cum and he brings it to his mouth with no hesitation, letting you slide out of his lap as his tongue laps around his fingers.

“mm… no,” you mutter while ogling at the hard-on straining his ruined pajamas, “I didn’t… I didn’t even know I could do that,” and after a moment, the awkwardness finally seeps away when he laughs out of content with himself.

“y’think you could give me another?” he asks with no shame, kneeling between your legs with the intent of getting his proper fill. “it’ll be better with tongue, too- when you cum, I mean,” he corrects himself as if he gave away his shameful thirst, like you wouldn’t catch on. like you wouldn’t remember how your best friend’s so easily pussy whipped.

dick doesn’t even give you time to answer his question, though, pulling you to the edge of the couch and suckling on your clit as he locks your thighs around his head. you can tell from the groan that vibrates through you that he’s palming his cock through the fabric drenched in your fluids, and you can tell that he fully intends to pull another orgasm out of you all under the guise of ‘demonstrating’ for you.

“you’re shameless, dick grayson.”

“‘nd you taste good,” he mutters matter-of-factly, “I don’t see how you could blame me.” ❧

[ohworm-writes]

Hi!! Im back (Same anon who requested the soft!dom Nikolai), hope your day/night is going well ^^. Okay, for the life of me I cannot stop thinking about Nikolai with a virgin reader, and every time I do it makes me go crazy 😩😩 like, he already knew about the fact she’d never been with anybody intimately and he couldn’t care one bit, simply content with just kissing and cuddling, even being around her. However, one night the reader comes to him and says she’s ready to lose it, and Nikolai couldn’t be more excited. Honestly feel like he’d be nervous, not wanting to hurt her, even as he’s slowly opening her up with his fingers and she’s moaning, or when she’s begging for him to put it in already as he shush’s her and tells her to be patient.

Ultimately I think I’d be the softest experience ever, and he’d be nothing but gentle and attentive to her, do you think you could write something like this?? (Sorry for it being long again omg but I had sm to say 😭) and obv take ur time <33 🫶🏽

I'm so obsessed with your soft dom Nik thoughts anon like you have absolutely no idea. They wrack around in my brain like a pinball machine. I can't explain it to you any better than that, and I absolutely adore it.

PAIRING f!virgin!reader x Nikolai RATING R - Restricted [ Content warnings: 18+ mdni, soft dom!Nikolai, fingering, soft sex ]

He definately wouldn't care whether or not you're a virgin. To him, it isn't something that really matters much to him. If anything, when considering the act itself, it almost brings up, like you said, a sense of nervousness or anxiety to him in the fear that could possibly come with hurting you.

He isn't a small man, after all. In all aspects.

But when you come to him one night when he's lying down on the couch, spread out comfortably and ready to watch a movie with you, hearing you whine and keen out to him about how you need him... who is he to deny you? You - his sweet, precious, beautiful girl, needing to be taken care of.

That's his job as your boyfriend, after all. Is it not?

He brings you onto his lap, hands on your hips gently kneading the flesh of your thighs, keeping it simple at first as he kisses along your skin, slow and calculated, ensuring he lavishes all the attention he can possibly give to you. To worship and adore you in all of the ways that you deserve.

Hot, heavy, messy kisses, nothing short of tongue and teeth. Sloppy. Wandering hands that grab and grope, your flesh spilling out between the gaps of his fingers. Uneven, shaky, gasping breaths from the both of you, so desperate for more, yet equally trying to keep the situation controlled.

But you need more. And he gives it to you.

He switches your positions a bit, making you lay with your back to his chest, one of his big, warm hands shimmying itself beneath the waistband of those pretty, loose shorts that you had been wearing, two fingers gently teasing around your sex.

You're so fuckin' wet and it drives him absolutely crazy.

He'd use two of his fingers to spread your folds apart, his chin resting on your shoulder as he listens to all of the pretty sounds you make as he teases your cunt. Even with two separate layers of fabric separating your pussy from the open air, both of you can still hear just how wet you are.

One of his fingers is about as thick as two of your own, after all, so after long minutes of waiting, even one of his fingers makes you cry and whimper. And fuck, the way he just explores your insides, all slow and calculating, and then, when you're ready, sinking another finger into your drooling pussy.

Nik's singing you praises all the while, too. Pressing soft kisses to your shoulder as your head falls back onto him, whispering about how warm you are, how you're making such a good mess of his hands, how nice you sound, how you look fucking gorgeous falling apart because of him when he's barely even do anything.

You can feel him getting hard under you, too. Especially with the way his free hand presses down on your lower tummy, molding you into him as he slowly finger fucks you until you practically have tears in your eyes. As loving and caring as he's being, he's going so fucking slow, never giving you enough to be able to cum.

Whimper and whine all you want, but he's exploring your pussy! He wants to make sure he knows how every inch of your insides feel, the way your slick drips down his wrist, the little squeezes you make around his fingers. Let a man have his fun. :(

"Patience, апушка (sweetheart)."

He stresses, tutting you softly as you beg for him to go faster, for him to make you cum, and for him to just fuck you already. It's like he's patronizing you, almost - but the honey coating his voice is too similar to a siren's call, and it simply encourages you to listen.

And oh, is it worth it.

Nikolai is a man of many talents, but making you cum in record time and with such accuracy and precision is, in your humble opinion, his most impressive one.

He moves his arm that holds that hand that was inside of you under your leg, his other moving down to your clit as he presses you into him - even if you thrash, it won't stop him - as he just abuses that poor little pussy of yours, fucking his fingers in and out of you with one hand, curling them against and targeting that spot that makes it hurt to breathe while his other slaps and rubs your clit until you're seizing.

He makes you cum so hard you swear on you forget how to breath properly, cries so high pitched you can't even hear them, drool slipping out of the corner of your mouth, foot cramping, sweat coating every inch of your body.

Every sensation is just too overwhelming but gods, does it feel good.

That's why it almost pisses you off when he asks if he went too far and if you're okay, helping bring you back down to Earth with gentle kisses and a concerned voice. He brings his hands away from your sensitive pussy (not before licking his hands clean and almost cumming from the taste), tracing gentle figures across your skin as he waits for you.

He's so worried that, even from fingering you, he might have hurt you in some way. Even when you reassure him that you're okay and that's the hardest you ever came and that you still want more, he's so worried and hesitant even if he doesn't outwardly show it. You're his girl, and he'd never want to hurt you. :(

Beg him a little more and a little harder, though, and he'll cave. After all, he still hasn't taken care of his own arousal, his cock so hard he swears to himself that it hurts, and you're pussy is all stretched out and wet and waiting for him, right? And you still want his cock to fill you up, right?

And he does just that. He pulls his cock out from his own joggers that he had been wearing, shimmying them down just enough as he pushes the fabric of your shorts to the side. And fuck, the way you're drooling from your little hole has him weak - even seeing your pussy has him on the brink.

He's so cocky and smug all of the time, so he can't help himself than to be a bit of a tease, tracing his tip along the outside of your pussy, tapping it against your clit and tracing it down towards your hole, never pushing in, just having his fun. But even he can't take it for long, having to bite his lip and just go for it.

He's so careful, distracting you with a hot and heavy make-out session, hands at your hips, gently massaging them as he sinks you down onto his cock inch by inch. Not only is his cock thick, but it's so big that even a few inches in has you whining and needing a rest before he tries to keep going.

"So good for me... doing such a good job, yeah? Look at you. Look at how well you take me."

He's talking to himself and he knows it, but he doesn't care. Not when you're so warm and wet and willing to take him.

When it comes to him actually fucking you, he takes his time - similar and different to earlier. His fingers are different from his dick, obviously, so now he's especially careful and considerate about your comfort - always checking in, always making sure you're okay and that you're feeling good as he bounces you up and down on himself.

Have you ever heard that thing that guys will avoid looking at you and do things like a times table in their head to stop themself from cumming so quick? No? Yes? Whatever the case, lucky for you, that isn't Nik.

He's so obsessed with the facial expressions you're making, the sounds that are coming out past (both of) your lips that his own climax climbs up with such suddenness and force, slamming into him as he does you.

A broken curse in Russian falls from his tongue as he can't help himself, his balls emptying out into you without warning, the faintest whimper coming from him as he fucks himself into overstimulation just to make you cum. :( He doesn't care how sensitive he is, he just wants to see you fall apart.

And just... ugh. Aftercare king >>>

He makes sure you're comfortable and gets you all cleaned up (even though he himself has trouble walking from how hard he came), bring you some water and some pain killers and something to eat if you ask, and makes sure you get all the praise and love you could ever ask for. <3

[gabessquishytum]

there's a bit from delta-pavonis' stellar "you create me against your lips" that i fully have NOT stopped thinking about since i first read it and i'm just going to share the whole snippet here

"Two holes would suit you, my dear Knight. Would let me fill you up more completely, your body taking more of me than it ever has before." Hob starts shaking. The images are so vivid, painted directly onto the inside of his eyelids. And he is close, so close. "I would fuck you until your cunt is screaming with sensitivity. Then, while your quivering walls get a moment of respite, I will loosen your other hole, twist my oiled fingers in that tight furl of muscle, plunder until you can take my entire hand in that beautiful arse." Dream's fingers are probing at the seam where Hob is stretched around his cock and oh sweet Christ he is going to… going to… "All that so once I fuck back into that sloppy pussy, when I bury my cock deeper than ever before, I can slide my whole hand back and forth, bringing myself to orgasm without ever leaving the depths of your hungry cunt. Not once, oh no, I will have my pleasure again and again and again."

anyway yeah i. i think we need to talk about this? i need this in my life?? also i think this would be extra fun as like. dream's lent hob to destruction while he's been busy and when he gets hob back he is... absolutely wrecked. dream likes to shape himself a nicely huge cock when he fucks hob but clearly it's nothing compared to what destruction's put him through, which was exactly what dream had hoped would happen -- not that he's going to admit that when he's so enjoying teasing hob for how loose he's gotten. dream's going to have to get creative if he wants to get any use out of his pretty broken slut, isn't he?

-🐈‍⬛

I simply have to tag @delta-pavonis here and hope that they don't mind, because they need to know how much the fandom appreciates their work <333

Anyway, let's get into this. I just adore that idea of Destruction absolutely ruining poor Hob’s little hole. He's been so well taken care of he's just gaping, even as he tries to get on with his normal life. He can feel how loose his hole is - he could shove a couple of fingers in no problem, if he cared to. He bloody loves it of course. Destruction is a wonderful lover and he fulfils every single aspect of Hob’s "being split open by something too big and probably not human" kink. Hob blushes every time he even sees Destruction because he can feel his hole twitching and clenching around empty air.

Dream (although he would never admit it) loves to see his pet split open and ruined. He gets Hob to bend over and show off his messy little entrance so Dream can press one, two, three, four fingers inside. He thinks that he could do more, if he gives Hob a while to warm up. Perhaps he could press his cock and his hand in at the same time, and jerk himself off inside Hob’s body. He could simply use Hob’s body as a warm, cozy place for his own pleasure. He makes Hob clench his hole as tight as he can, and it's still sloppy and ruined.

So it makes sense to give him a cunt too. Just until his hole recovers from the ordeal. How wonderful it will be for Dream to use Hob’s hungry cunt with his cock, all while pressing a few idle fingers into his other hole. To touch himself through the barriers of Hob’s flesh, using him as little more than a toy. Dream just knows that it will make Hob cum so hard to be so thoroughly used. Plus, little precious pet deserves a treat. A g-spot and a p-spot being stimulated at the same time sounds like an excellent place to start!

[tof-writings]

HEYYYYYYYY read your king nsfw fic and went feral (I am so normal about him/lie) so since there isn't many requests for tof I hope you wouldn't mind me requesting more about king(I just really<3 him) when I read about the oral headcanon I never agreed about something so fast ,I definitely see king as a big pleaser(yes he's greedy in game wtv) especially to His s/o,am not sure if you only do headcanons but could you make a scenario where he's like drunk off of his s/o's body,like he'd be pussy drunk(or dick both is good), aneways you're doing gods work for the king lovers😇

You taste as good as you look.

an: hell yeahhh king lovers unite!!! This'll probably be gender neutral and I'll add on things for each gender!! Minors don't read I beg..

Let's say that he was feeling a bit pent up, some fights not going as others expected and things happening.. he wanted a reliever.

He does like his own pleasure, but seeing you, he had a better idea, how about instead using his mouth for spewing out curses and vile words, use it to pleasure you and calm himself down, loose himself in you?

I just have a view that he'd have a tongue piercing, but if you don't think so, ignore this HC. He'd use that piercing to his advantage, dragging it across your length or delving deep inside and using the little metal ball to add extra pleasure.

He'd eat you like he's STARVING. He'd also suck the LIFE out of you, he can be very intense. He'd have you shaking by the end of it.

King would be perfectly fine with you sitting on his face of thrusting in his mouth, staring intensely at you while you do it. He'd spend hours and minutes just enjoying himself, making himself remember your taste hours later just because he's long he does it. His jaw aches? Too bad. Overstimulated? Oh honey, he is still going to go ham.

He wouldn't care if you grip his hair, he just wants to keep going and going until he feels satisfied, leaving you a bit numb.

Of course, he'd want you to give him a little something in return, either a sloppy little kiss that has your taste in it, or a dick sucking. Won't you spoil him a little bit like he did you, doll? King needs his little gift. <3

notes: I'm insane

[oblxvion]

PANTY STEALER | E. JAEGER

⇲ PAIRING: roommate!eren jaeger x female!reader

⇲ WARNINGS: panty thief eren >:(, smut, swearing, humping/grinding, unprotected sex (wear a condom), creampie, UNDER 17 DNI.

⇲ WORD COUNT: 1,079

⇲ SYNOPSIS: eren is your roommate, and an annoyingly attractive one at that. but one by one, your panties begin to disappear. surely it can't be eren?

⇲ AN: this concept and 'ren :,)..this was very self indulgent bye.. but him <33 pls god help.. ty @yeagertv for beta reading bae i love u🤍 please let me know if i missed anything in the warnings! likes + reblogs are always appreciated !!

At first, you didn’t pay it any mind. Maybe it got lost in the wash, or perhaps you’d mistakenly thrown it out. It was just a pair of panties, you had plenty — and if need be, you could buy yourself some more.

But as the weeks went on, you began to notice how within each wash, you’d be ending up with fewer and fewer pairs of panties — the amount you had in your dresser shrinking day by day. The thought of asking Eren about it, seeing if he was accidentally mixing in his stuff with yours crossed your mind, but it would be weird for you to talk to your roommate about your intimate clothing, so you just let it be.

You had no idea how you ended up in this situation, your lips against his as you entangled your hands in his hair. Maybe it was the stupidly sexual movie that you’d decided to watch together, or the built-up sexual tension both of you shared after living together for so long, or maybe the fact that he’d noticed that you weren’t wearing panties under those obscenely loose shorts — you weren’t complaining.

And somehow, you ended up in his bedroom, bare pussy grinding up against his fully-erect length — all swollen and puffy with arousal. His grip on your hips was firm as he guided you along his shaft, groaning into your mouth with pleasure.

“Lemme fuck you,” His voice needy, borderline begging you to let him sheath himself inside your gummy walls — wanting to feel the warmth of your pussy all around him as he plunged himself into you. After all, he’d been the one stealing your pretty panties, using them as jerk-off material for the past few weeks. He’d snag them before they were put in the wash and wrap them around his cock as he fisted his cock, eager for release — your name on the tip of his tongue each time he came. The need and desperation to feel you around him fogged up his mind.

You only moaned into his lips in response, placing your hands on his as you brought them to rest under the swell of your breasts — Eren’s thumbs encircled your nipples, taking careful notice of how your body reacted to the soft ministration.

Your body sets on ablaze from his touch, making you wonder why you didn’t do this sooner.

His cock wasn’t even inside you yet, and here you were, whimpering and whining at the sensation — this alone could make you cum.

“‘Ren,” you cry out, resting your arms around his neck as the tip of his cock rubs against your clit so nicely with each movement of your hips — your slick mixed with his precum, only making it even more sloppy.

What the two of you were doing felt weird.

It didn’t feel wrong per se, but it felt weird to be doing something so dirty with your roommate — couples did this sort of stuff; it made you feel like you were a couple for a moment.

“Oh, ‘Ren, it feels s’good!”

“Yeah?” He grunts, his lips slightly chapped, pressing open-mouthed kisses along your shoulder — his saliva leaving your collarbone wet as he makes his way up to your ear, jaw, and back. You could feel his smirk up against your neck as his hands ghosted your back, regaining their grip and position at your hips — his fingers drawing circles aimlessly as you continued to rut against him. “You like grinding on my cock?”

You nod your head, earning a chuckle from him in response — his breath hot against your ear. Eren was impossibly hard, and having you here, grinding on top of him, so desperately really didn’t do him any favors.

He’d been fantasizing about having you beneath him ever since you moved in; he would’ve never admitted it before, but now…

“Been dreamin’ of having you like this, baby,” he slurs, drunk on the feeling of your cunt engulfing his cock — the coil in his stomach began to tighten, signaling that he was nearing his orgasm. The voice in his head told him to hold out; he needed to feel you come undone for him first — his body ached for it. “Having you here in front of me all nice ’n pretty. So pretty, (name), fuck.”

His praise only pushed you closer to your orgasm, legs beginning to tremble and shake from the stimulation of his head repeatedly brushing up against your clit — you knew that you would come undone within the next few moments; Eren knew it too.

“Fuck, ‘m so close, ‘Ren, ‘m gonna —” your words cut off as Eren’s lips meet yours once more, swallowing your cries and mewls.

“You gonna cum?” His lips ghosting over yours, eyes half-lidded as he takes your lips in his once more. Eren reached a hand between your sweat-slicked bodies, positioning himself with your entrance — causing you to gasp at the intrusion of his cock inside you.

You’ve had your fair share of hookups and sex, but they never stretched you out the way Eren did. He’d bucked himself inside you in one smooth stroke, pulling out of you almost entirely before slamming himself back inside.

“Ohmygod, Eren,” you sob.

“Wanna feel you cum ‘round my c — holy shit — cock, angel,” Eren’s voice rough, unable to contain himself with the warmth of your walls clenching down on him — your arousal making it easy for him to thrust himself inside you.

You felt heavenly — your walls pulsating around his length as he brought his thumb to draw small circles around your clit. At this rate, neither of you would last long, and both of you knew that.

With just a few more thrusts of his hips, you felt your orgasm crashing over you — body seizing and twitching against his as he followed soon after you, not being able to control himself at the feeling of you milking his cock.

You could feel the underside of Eren’s girth throb as he spilled himself inside you before pulling out of your hole, his seed warm and thick, dripping down your pussy and onto his pelvis.

You lay there for a moment, both of you trying to calm yourselves and steady your breathing, when you notice a red lace fabric sticking out from the drawer of his nightstand — a particular red that you’d recognize anywhere; your favorite pair of panties.

That son of a bitch.

“So, which of my panties is your favorite?”

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[limitlessgojo]

Too Much to Handle

Type: One-Shot (Completed)

Warnings: NSFW !!! , Explicit Content

Tags: Orgasm Denial, Smut, Slight Angst, Hurt/ Comfort, Fluff, BDSM, Edging, Crying, Creampie, Pwp

Word Count: 2.3k

Summary: Noritoshi edges you every single night for 5 days. But edging you repeatedly, may not have been the best idea.

You currently have a very pleasant sex life with Noritoshi, your beloved boyfriend. Everything was in place. Trust, mood, and of course, safe words.

Adzuki (red beans) to stop. Matcha to slow down. Simple as that and usually nothing went wrong in the bedroom. You were on birth control pills, which made it so much easier for the both of you.

"Hey, how do you feel about orgasm denial?" Noritoshi asks you one night. You've been curious about it, knowing that you have good stamina and a solid track record of being patient.

"Sounds okay," You shrugged. You've done all sorts of things with him already in bed, and so far you've loved every single one. "Why not?"

Oh you were going to eat those words of yours.

You both agreed to edging you and only you for 4 days, while Noritoshi got to come over your body at the end of every session. He loves seeing you covered in him. Smelling like him.

You enjoyed it at first, loving it when he pumps his cum over your lips. Then you suck the head of his cock into your mouth, taking in as much cum as you can. His soft groans and praises make you light up.

He carefully thrusts two fingers into you, pumping in and out while he presses a vibrator against your clit. Removing them everytime you come near climax.

He was able to watch and experiment with your body a lot. Knowing exactly where your sweet spots are, and what makes you cum.

Noritoshi found it simply divine. Hearing you sob and moan his name so beautifully. Begging and promising to do anything in exchange to cum. Your hips lifting and following the vibrator everytime he moves his hands. Pink pussy watery and so wet, but unable to cum. Twitching and fluttering around nothing.

How your mouth waters as you stare at his long fingers.

He gives you consolation from time to time, letting you suck either his fingers or his dick. He also leaves sloppy wet kisses in your inner thigh and against the skin around your clit, making your hips push up.

You fall back against the bed after every session. His cuddles and kisses trying to cover up for the aching feeling down between your legs.

But on the night of the 4th day, you were at your limit. It was actually so frustrating to be edged, only to be stopped. It was difficult to fall asleep after.

You were miserable and horny, but incredibly excited for the next night.

Only for Noritoshi to suggest something else the next day, "Do you think you can try for one more night?" He asked.

You gulped, seeing him look not so secretly pleased. 'He looks like he's really enjoying this. I don't wanna disappoint him.'

"Don't worry, I'll let you come tonight. I just have some ideas in mind, but I wanted it to be a surprise." He smirked.

"Okay. I'll be good for you." You meekly answered. His smile was so warm and loving, you forgot about your needs for a bit, hugging him tight.

"Such a good girl for me darling. I love you."

"I love you too Toshi."

But you were at wits end later that night. Stark naked, with the addition of handcuffs and some ropes to hold you down. Your legs spread far apart, exposing your quivering cunt.

It's been 2 hours of edging. Scratch that, it's been 5 nights. You were close to breaking.

You sobbed for the millionth time that week as Noritoshi kissed your pussy and sat back to pause.

He pressed the vibrator against your clit, watching as your legs shook, only to remove it as you started trembling.

"You can't come yet." He said softly, yet firmly.

"Why not?" You gasped. "I've been so good for you."

Noritoshi's eyebrows raised. "Because I say so." Edging you multiple more times. He was so focused on your body that he failed to see tears streaming down against your temples.

"Toshiii," You were full on sobbing and shaking. "Please let me cum. Adzuki! Adzuki! I can't do this anymore! Adzuki!"

Static white noise.

Noritoshi heard his pulse thunder against his ears upon hearing you use your safe word. Never had you ever used it before. Not even when he tied you up and fucked you over 5 rounds that one night until you were a sobbing drooling mess.

"Nuh-no more!! No! Don't want!" You babbled and shook your head, trying to move away from him.

His heart broke to see you like this.

He dropped everything, undoing your ties and massaging your limp arms, pulling you close as you cried frustratedly into his chest, cuddling and frantically hushing you.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." You were apologising as you shook your head and pushed him away.

No. This was not how it was supposed to go.

"Baby I'm the one who's sorry. Shhhhh, Toshi is here. Okay, I'll stop, I'll make you cum. I promise." He rushed the words out in a hurry.

"I'm sorry," You kept repeating apologies, crying and shaking your head. You didn't seem to hear a word he was saying.

He pressed his lips tenderly into yours and breathed air into your mouth. "Follow my breaths." He commanded.

That tone. He used that voice you could never resist listening to and following. So you slowed down your breathing until you matched his pace. He rubbed slow circles onto your back.

"You're such a good girl. The best, my one and only angel," he softly cooed. You preened, feeling yourself slip further into a subspace. Your head felt so foggy.

"Why are you apologising?" He asked gently as he finally notices your tears and wipes it away.

Your lips started trembling, " buh-Because I cuh-couldn't do it anymore. I'm not *hic* good enough for yuh-you. I wuh-wanted to come but you…. said… hold off longer… can't-" you started breathing heavily again but he kissed you to distract you.

"No, no that's not your fault. That's mine for not taking care of you properly. I pushed you way past your limits. I'm sorry. You are more than enough for me, you know that. Can you forgive Toshi?" He nuzzled into the side of your face.

Deep inside, Noritoshi was actually losing it. Mentally slapping himself for letting you feel this way to the point you had to use a safe word. He never wanted you to feel this way with him.

"But I wuh-want t-to feel good together with you. I can handle maybe 3 days of no cumming, but 5 is too much," You hiccuped.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I know that now. Whatever you want, I'll do for you now. Okay?"

You looked up at him with the biggest eyes ever, his heart clenched. "Anything?"

"Anything. As long as it won't hurt the both of us, I'll do it for you." He promised.

For someone who was so desperate to come, he watched you become shy. But the words that came out weren't, "Make love to me. Cum inside me Toshi." You begged him.

"Okay, if that's what you want." He quickly set to removing his clothes and fixed the bed, making sure you were as comfortable as you could be.

"Like this. I wanna face you. Stay close." You whimpered, holding out two hands.

Missionary position. Noritoshi's and your personal favorite, because of how intimate it is. He pushes your legs far apart, revealing your aching hole.

You were still loose from the stretching he did earlier, but there was a slight burn as he entered you. You welcomed it wholeheartedly.

His cock was inside. His cock was inside of you. Finally!

You teared up again, wanting this for so long.

"Shhhh," he tried to calm you down as you cried some more.

"So happy, you're finally inside of me Toshi," You sniffed.

Distantly, Noritoshi thought he heard something like a tightly coiled string snap. You looked absolutely delectable right now. Pussy a bright red and your face a teary mess.

He was rock hard down there as he started out with deep and shallow thrusts.

"Yes, yes, more, give" You moaned, hooking your legs around his waist to prevent him from pulling all the way out.

"Anything for my angel." Noritoshi sucked on that tender part of skin under your ear.

You felt him glide in and out of you and it was such a relief against your vaginal walls.

You went on like that with him for a while, with Noritoshi stroking your cheek, making sure you felt good as he started to move faster.

But something felt off. "Toshi," You cried.

"What is it baby?" He looked over you in alarm.

"Can't cum. Don't know. Feels weird." Your body wasn't used to it anymore, the sensations feeling familiar but not exactly the same as before.

You felt absolutely horrible, your body was at that knife's edge of tipping into orgasm, but it wouldn't.

"Listen to me okay? Let it happen. Do you trust me? Do you trust your Toshi?"

You looked up into his eyes, and was surprised by their intensity. So dark. His hair, his eyes, his expression. His focus was 120% on you. On making you feel good.

You loved that about Noritoshi. He was incredibly sincere and pure hearted about everything he did. "Yes I trust you. I love you."

"I love you too Angel. Hold on tight." He let you grip onto his shoulders as he held onto your hips and started slamming his hips up and down, driving his cock so deep like it never did before.

He watched as you yelped at a certain angle, and changed his thrusts to hit that soft spot deep inside.

Your arms shot out to grab the sheets beside you as you keened, feeling intense pleasure while Noritoshi hits your G spot repeatedly.

"Please, please," You whined, tears falling past your cheeks, breaths uneven.

"There there now. Toshi is here. You're allowed to cum anytime. I will give it to you." He kissed away your tears and pressed close as he continued to pound into you.

Your breath hitched, feeling him poke against your tummy. "Toshii, I ugh-" you started to lose coherence as you felt a wild spark of heat down below.

"Let go." Noritoshi refused to come before you did, holding off his orgasm despite how your velvety wet insides molded and squeezed him perfectly.

He reached down with one hand to furiously rub your clit, lighting up all the nerves in your body. He used his cursed technique to move faster and faster, hips moving at an unearthly pace.

"Toshiiii-ahhhhn!" You screamed as your body violently convulsed, your pussy creaming around his cock and contracting madly as you finally came. It was the hardest and most intense one that you've ever experienced.

"That's it, my angel, come for me." He praised you as your screams increased in pitch and volume. He held you down as you thrashed about, not wanting you to slip off of him.

You tightened so much that it almost made him cum right away. Almost.

Noritoshi hooked his arms around your legs as he chased off his own orgasm. Skin slapping harshly against skin. He pushed in at a deeper angle.

"Yesyesyes," You moaned despite still reeling from your orgasm high. "Fuck me, fuck yes, more!"

Noritoshi was practically snarling as he continued pummeling into you, finally cumming and stuffing you full. "So tight! You've been so good for me, and look at you. You're perfect baby."

You trembled even harder upon feeling his dick throb and the cum slosh inside of you.

"Are you still coming? You're such a good girl, coming on my cock like this. So pretty." He grinded deeper and continued playing with your clit and nipples, making you twitch as you rode out your second orgasm gently.

You made sounds of choking and gasping which made him slow down. "Is that too much for you? It's okay baby. It's okay."

You tried to reply, but all that came out was a string of incoherent sounds, like a baby's babbling. Noritoshi smiled.

He made you cum 4 more times and stuffed you well past your capacity, feeling his seed seep out of your cunny and run down your ass. Pressing you down against the mattress as he rutted into you as he continued spurting loads inside of you.

You refused to let him pull out even when he grew soft.

"Stay."

And so Noritoshi did, because he promised you anything you wanted.

You sniffed quietly, but he heard it of course. "Baby" He cooed as he held you closer, but you refused to look into his eyes.

"Don't tell me you're still mad?"

You pouted, but shook your head. "I agreed to it. I wanted to be so good for you-"

"You are," he cut you. "You are so good. 5 days as opposed to the original 4 nights. I really was supposed to make you come tonight. And you did so well to make it this far, but I won't push you to do something like this anymore. It's my fault for extending it."

You shut your eyes. "I thought you would be disappointed if I told you I couldn't do it. You looked so excited to try out so much stuff in the bedroom." You bit your lip hard, but he reached out to stop you from doing that.

You sucked on his fingers while he pressed his lips against your forehead. "I won't be disappointed if you tell me no. I need to know the extent of your boundaries, so we can work out what's best for the both of us. Don't think I'd leave you for someone else who could last a week without cumming just because. That's not how I feel. I want to experiment with you and you only. You understand?"

You finally looked up at him and you were shocked to see how worried he was. Eyebrows all scrunched up. A big frown on his face. You kissed him, "I understand."

He pressed in closer. "Good girl. Such a good girl for Toshi. I'm so proud of you."

You let out a sob at that. And he patted your back as you cried off whatever heaviness you had left inside of your chest, emotional baggage now a lot lighter.

"You're right. I was scared you'd leave for someone who could handle you better in bed." You whispered after you finally calmed down.

"Mmm, not gonna happen. Ever. You're stuck with me. Forever."

"Forever sounds nice Toshi."

Author's Notes: When I say that I'm so down bad for Noritoshi, I legit am on Noritoshi brain rot. And me being stuck at home with a lockdown is definitely fueling this XD. I'm supposed to be working on Blood Bound, but I couldn't help but write this because I felt the sudden urge to.

Hope you enjoyed reading! - Mon

[donutloverxo]

Forever

*gif is not mine*

Note - this is for @buckyownsmylife 's 2k celebration and birthday. Congrats and happy birthday! I've never done a breeding kink so it's very new to me but I hope you like it.

Dividers by @whimsicalrogers

Summary - You've been in a secret relationship with Steve for two years. What happens when he tells you he wants to be with you forever?

Warnings - 18+ ONLY PLEASE, smut, breeding kink, sir kink, cum play, anal play, d/s relationship, deepthroating, boss/employee relationship, loosely edited.

Pairing - CEO!Steve Rogers x reader

Word count - 2.6k

You watched him carefully, on the edge of your seat to see how he’d react, although you had a pretty good idea of what he’d say.

“Mm,” Steve made a face, scrunching his nose up, “What is this?”

“Why, it’s pumpkin spiced latte!” you gushed, “Starbucks most popular drink,” trying to hold in a giggle to not give away your little scheme of annoying him.

“I--that’s not my drink, doll,” he frowned.

“Yes! I remember, your drink is iced black coffee, no sugar or cream. I’ve been working for you for two years, sir, it'll be pretty hard to forget.”

“Then why did you get--whatever this is?” he put the cup on his desk, too disgusted to even hold it in his hand.

“I thought you’d like to try something new! Be a bit more adventurous!”

It’ll be pretty hard to get your sir to be anything like that. He has always been so uptight and set in his ways, he had a rigid routine, a clean and proper house which was frankly kinda boring looking which is why you refused to live with him. He had asked you so many times. But you always refused. There’s no way you could live in a house that looked like it was taken out of a magazine catalogue. Where you’d be afraid to even eat anything on or near his expensive and spotless furniture. You’d probably murder him in a month or so.

But maybe he can be more open to other possibilities, he was with you, he should adopt maybe a little bit of your personality as you had done his.

“I’ve got all the adventure right here,” he smiled, wrapping a hand around your waist and pulling you into him, putting his cheek on the softness of your stomach.

“Hm, your next meetings in thirty minutes,” you hummed as you felt his fingers massage your hips, tempted to run your hands through his golden hair but not wanting to mess it up or make him look sloppy for his important meeting.

“Well, princess, I didn’t have my coffee so now my days off to a bad start. How will I sit through a meeting with Tony Stark? It’s impossible to keep up with that man.

“Um...” you bit your lip, “I didn’t really think of that... maybe I’ll go run and get you a new one right now!”

He chuckled, shaking his head at your naiveté, you were too innocent for you own good, even after being with him and doing the most depraved of things for so long.

He leant back in his chair, spreading his legs, “There is a way you can make it up to me and help me clear my mind.”

You blinked for a moment trying to process his words, “Oh,” you let out when you realised what he meant. “I’m, but...”

“What?”

“My implants expired. I need to get a new one, I’ve got an appoint in two days and I don’t want to take a chance...” you trailed off. There was no way you’d make him come in a condom or anywhere that wasn’t inside you either. So sex was off the table.

“Doll, you need to use that brain of yours sometimes, I know you can, you’re so much more than a pretty face,” he taunted you.

His harsh words really shouldn’t make your panties wet, so much so that you could feel slick running down your thigh but they did.

“You act as if you’ve got just the one hole,” he gave you a faux pout, a hand trailing up your thigh, up your skirt and past your stockings, “I can just use your mouth

....or your ass.”

“What? My ass?” you jumped, wanting to get away from him but he firmly held onto your hip.

You were well aware of his unhealthy obsession with your ass. He had ate it and fingered it, made you wear all sorts and colors of butt plugs so many times, sometimes even in the office. But you absolutely refused to take his dick up your ass.

Nope. Never. Absolutely not. No. Nada.

No matter how many times he’d ask for it, you were not taking his nine inch dick up your poor small ass.

“Relax, doll,” he grinned, “Get to work. I don’t have much time,” he motioned to his bulge.

You simply nodded, quickly scrambling to get on your knees. There were many ways to have sex than the good ol' penis in vagina--even if that was your personal favorite. You could just blow him for the next couple of days and ride his face.

It was honestly ridiculous how you literally couldn’t go just two days without his dick.

You were using your hands to pump his throbbing shaft, giving light kitten licks to his tip to rile him up and to maybe get a taste of your favorite creamy goodies.

“No hands,” he commanded.

And you almost whined. He always does this! Ruins your fun by taking away control from you.

“Not fair!” you mumbled, putting your hands behind your back as he held onto your face to properly use it.

“I decide what’s fair and what’s not, princess,” he stated, pushing your head down on him.

Lifting his hips up, cooing when you choked on him, tears streaming down your face and ruining your sweet makeup.

He tutted, brushing them away with his thumb, “Look at me, doll,” he told you and like the subservient secretary that you were, you immediately looked up. “What the fuck do you spend thousands of dollars on Sephora for if you can’t even get waterproof makeup?”

You frowned in confusion because you didn’t he if he was seriously asking or not. Did he expect you to answer? With your mouth full of dick?”

It wasn’t surprising that he knew what you spent money on, he let you spend as much money as you wanted on anything you liked, but he insisted on having a joint account so you both could be transparent with each other.

He shushed you when you tried to speak--to explain that you’ll try a better mascara next time.

“You look so pretty with your face stuffed,” he groaned, his hips stuttering as he emptied his load in your mouth.

You swallowed it all, knowing well and good by now that sir didn’tlike it when you let anything go to waste, “Thank you, sir,” you smiled up at him as you popped his dick out of your mouth. “I’ll go clean up.”

“You go do that. And remember to be at my place at seven sharp for dinner.”

“Yes sir,” you answered as you tried to stand on wobbly legs.

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He looked at the ring in the turquoise blue box, so bright and shiny and beautiful, so much like you. A big diamond with smaller ones on the band. He was sure you’ll love it. With the fortune that he had spent on it--you have to.

He just wasn’t sure if you’d say yes.

Or how he should go about asking you.

He couldn’t do it at a public restaurant. Even after all this time your relationship was still very much a secret. If people found out you’d have to stop being his secretary. And he wasn’t sure he could bear going so many hours everyday without you. YOU were his life now. How did he ever even live without you?

“Guess who,” he smiled when he heard your sweet voice, and felt your soft hands over his eyes, closing the box in his hand on instinct.

“Oh my god!” you squealed, removing your hands and jumping up and down in mirth, “Is that Tiffany’s?! Is it for me!”

All the screeching and the screaming made him flinch, he got up from his chair, turning around to see you, “Who else would it be for, doll?”

You squealed again, clapping your hands, you tried to snatch it away from him but he held it away, making you frown. You whined like a petulant child when he held it above his head, too tall for you to get your hands on.

“Sir!” you stomped your foot.“Please give it to me! What is it?” you jumped, hoping to snatch but with Steve being over a foot taller than you, it proved to be difficult.

“Uh... honey, you’ll have to wait a bit...” he had planned on cooking a five course meal for you and asking over candle lights, but you decided to show up over an hour early.

You stopped your ministrations, your lip wobbling, “Why...”

He sighed, his heart breaking at the mere thought of upsetting you, “You just have to, princess. Do you trust me?”

You nodded without a second thought. You most definitely did.

“Then you’ll just have to wait.”

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“Oo sir...,” you moaned, pushing on his wide shoulders when you felt his tip brushing against your pussy lips, “Not on birth control. Remember? Just... um.. just.”

He released your nipple from his mouth with a loud, obscene pop, his elbows on either side of your face as he looked down at you, “Just what, princess?”

“Just... um... well could you just eat my pussy tonight? I was so good in the morning to you!” And you missed having his talented tongue on you. Even though you were pretty sure he made you pass out by eating you out just two days ago.

“Of course I can, princess, you know I love the way your cunt tastes.”

Your cheeks heated up as he moved you onto your stomach, propping your hops up with a pillow.

Shivers running down your spine as he pressed kisses to it with his soft lips, over your butt before biting it and making you gasp.

“Love how I can pull all those sounds out of you,” Steve mused. There was no way in hell he could ever be with anyone who wasn’t you. He looked up at your empty hands, how he should have out a ring on it ages ago. He can’t let you go.

He wanted to do this forever. To be with you forever. What was he even waiting for?

“I want to give you my name,” he blurted.

You looked back at him over your shoulder, meeting your lust blown dark eyes, “Huh?” you asked, not sure that you heard him right.

“Mrs Rogers. It has a nice ring to it don’t you think?”

“Um, yes, maybe,” you immediately pushed your head into your pillow, too shy to even look at his beautiful face.

You had thought about being Mrs Steve Rogers the moment you met him. You loved the idea of being his wife and bride. You liked practicing your signature with his name, write your name along with his whenever you wanted to doodle or pass time. He had caught you more than once but never mentioned it.

Since he didn’t even want to tell others about your relationship, you doubted he’d want that kind of life long commitment.

Which was okay. For now.

It sucked but you were never going to beg him or even ask him to marry you.

“Are you just teasing me? If so... then that’s very cruel.”

You knew he wouldn’t play with your feelings like that but then why would he bring that up out of nowhere?

“You know I never lie, sweetheart,” he said, spreading your cheeks to reveal your glistening cunt and your small hole to him. “In fact I think I should prove it to you. Pump you full of my come tonight and knock you up.”

You propped yourself up on your elbows and looked back at him, stuttering over your words and gaping at him like a goldfish.

“What? Are you serious?”

“Hopefully I can we can conceive tonight itself.”

“I – uh – I don’t wanna be pregnant on my wedding day, I don’t want anyone thinking that it’s a shotgun wedding or that I’m trapping you,” you stammered.

“Then we can get married in a month, or even a week. I can’t wait anymore. I want a family with you, I want the whole world to know that you’re mine.” What better way to do that then to literally make you round with his child?

Before you he hadn’t really given having kids any thought. But now he knew he wanted to have a little you. He imagined having just one kid with you. He wasn’t too keen on sharing you so maybe one would be more than enough.

But he hadn’t thought about this aspect of it. The trying phase. How he'd get to keep you full of his cum till you got pregnant.

And how much more beautiful you’d look when you were round with his child, carrying his seed.

“Uh, okay,” you whispered you couldn’t really think straight, it was all happening so fast, but there was one thing you knew for sure--this was all that you ever wanted. To be married to the love of your life and to have his kids.

“What? You’ll have to speak up, doll.”

“Yes, sir, I want to have a baby with you. I want us to be married. Please make me yours,” your eyes watery as you bore yourself to him.

He smiled, moving up to press a kiss to your temple, “That’s all I needed to hear,” he promised.

Turning you to your back, “Wanna see your face when I come in your pussy, doll.” He told you.

Your face was heating up, with the way he was looking at you--as if you were the most precious thing he had ever seen, you couldn’t bear to keep facing him but decided to look into his eyes, dig your nails into his biceps as he entered your channel.

“You’re squeezing me so tight, doll, will make me come, ugh,” he groaned, pressing his forehead to yours once he was completely sheathed in you. He wrapped you up in his strong arms, slowly rocking into you.

“Steve,” you whimpered, “wanna come...”

“I got you, baby,” he hushed you, pecking your lips before being his hand down between your bodies to roll your bud, which had you squeezing him even tighter.

Your entire body quivered as you clenched around his length, gushing all over him. Laying limp in his arms as he started fucking into you.

“You’ll make such an amazing mother... your titts,” he looked down at them, bouncing due to the force of his hips driving into yours. He latched his lips onto a hardened nipple, imagining them fuller and heavier.

“They’ll be even bigger, your hips too...” he whispered against your skin, his nails digging into your skin, sure to leave scars.

“Oh... you’d... you’d...” Make good dad too. He had all the qualities it took to be a good father. And where he lacked you flourished.

You sighed, feeling his warm cum fill you up, he stayed inside you, a leg between and under yours as he laid on his side.

Wiggling his hips to make sure his softening cock was as deep as it could be, so his spend would stay inside you. He collected some that leaked out of your joined sexes with his fingers, bringing it up to your mouth, “Don’t let it go to waste, sweetheart.” As you eagerly sucked his fingers clean.

“Hopefully it takes,” he said, drawing random patterns on your stomach.

“Mhm, guess I can cancel my appointment...” you murmured before drifting off to sleep.

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You yawned widely, sitting up and stretching out all your limbs, aching so painfully since Steve was hell bent on keeping you full of his seed, you could still feel it seeping out of you, he made love to you three more times before he finally let you get some shut eye.

Something sparkly caught your eye, you looked in at your hand and the diamond on it. Smiling in awe at just how lucky you were.

“Wonder if it worked,” you said to yourself, rubbing hand over your tummy.

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Something Like A Virgin

Bucky x reader

Warnings: Smut (like y’all ain’t know), 18+

A/N: This story has unprotected sex. Remember that this is fiction and in real life even if you you pack it in plastic it’ll still be fantastic.

Word Count: 2,492

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"I knew this was a bad idea," Bucky jumped up from his chair to leave.

"No, Bucky, come on," you followed behind him.

"You promised not to make fun of me," he said.

"I didn't!" You proclaimed.

"You aww'd me. You do that when you're making fun of Bruce all the time."

He was right. But this time you didn't mean it towards him.

"No, I just think it's sweet, that's all. You don't have to be embarrassed," you grabbed his hand.

"I'm not embarrassed. I've had plenty of sex before. I'm not a virgin."

"Yeah, but you've only done it when hydra was in your head. You've never done it of your own volition, so you're something like a virgin, babe." You explained.

"I don't know why I thought telling you was a good idea," he exhaled.

"We both know why you told me, Bucky. It's because you want to fuck me, right?"

That was exactly right, but instead of asking you out properly, he tripped all over his words and suddenly what he wanted to say came out as him telling his secrets.

Bucky swallowed hard. He was speechless at how straight forward you were.

"It's so cute that I make you nervous," you smiled devilishly. "Tell you what, I'll give you three days to prepare yourself, then I'll meet you at your place at 8." You tapped his nose and walked away.

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Day 1

Bucky was a nervous wreck. He had no idea what to do for you and he needed to figure it out quickly with only a few days to prepare. He Googled "date ideas" and scrolled through the many suggestions.

"What are you doing?" T'Challa asked looking over his shoulder.

"Nothing," he quickly locked the phone and put it face down beside him.

"Mmm hmm, you have a date? With who?"

Before he could answer you walked into the room.

"Your Majesty," you curtsied.

"Please, you know I hate it when you do that," he stood to hug you.

"How are you?"

"The sun is shining, so I cannot complain."

"And how are you?" You turned to a quiet Bucky.

"Fine," he shifted in his seat.

"Okay, well I just wanted to come say hello since I heard you were here. I'll leave you guys to it." You exited the room.

They both said goodbye and T'Challa eyeballed Bucky.

"She is going to eat you alive," he snickers.

"I'm gonna cancel," Bucky pulled out his phone to text you.

"You will do no such thing. I will have no brother of mine running from a challenge. Come on, we'll figure this out together." He pulled out his own phone to help with ideas.

You were simple. Bucky had noticed the little things made you happiest and technically you didn't say it was a date, rather than just sex, but he still wanted to do something romantic.

The two men worked together and came up with a few ideas. Bucky thought it was overkill, but T'Challa was already on his phone arranging for someone to come decorate and set up the apartment.

"Do you also need tips on how to make her —"

"No!" Bucky cut him off.

"I'm kidding," he laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "I guess I should get work since I'm here. I hope your date goes well."

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Day 2 

Bucky inhaled and then exhaled before knocking on your door.

You smiled at him when you opened it and saw him on the other side.

"Hey, Buck, what's going on?" You asked.

"I just wanted to see you," he said shyly.

"Oh, that's sweet," you moved to the side and let him in.

He went over to the couch and took a seat. You sat next to him awkwardly rubbing your hands up and down your thighs.

You sat in silence until you couldn't stand it anymore. You straddled his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him in for a kiss.

Bucky was hard within seconds. He palmed your ass in the little shorts you were wearing as he leaned back further and grinded into you.

"Wait," he broke the kiss. "I've got a whole evening planned for us tomorrow. I don't want to ruin it."

"You want to wait? I mean, we can wait if you really want to," you swivel your hips on his lap.

You meant it. If he wanted to wait, you'd respect his wishes. But damn if his thick cock didn't feel good right now.

"I guess we could still do this tomo—"

"Oh, thank goodness," you pressed your lips to his again.

You lifted up a little bit to pull his pants off of his waist. Although you could feel him, you were completely unprepared for what you were looking down at. The thick veiny vessel was already dripping precum.

You wrapped your hand around it and stroked slowly. Bucky leaned his head back with a pleasure filled groan. Sliding down his lap to your knees, you swirled your tongue around the tip and then sucked the head into your mouth, letting it go with a loud smack.

"Mmm, you have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," you said while looking up at him. "Tell me what you want, Bucky." You went back to slowly stroking him.

When moved to stand you sat back on your legs to give him room. He gripped himself with his flesh hand and grabbed your hair with the other pulling your head back.

"You'll tell me if you can't take it?" He inquired.

You nodded.

"Yes, Sergeant Barnes," he urged you to say.

"Yes, Sergeant Barnes," you repeated.

"That's my girl," he smiled. "Open wide," he tapped the tip of his dick on your lips.

You complied and your pussy throbbed with excitement.

He slid his dick into your mouth, watching as he slowly disappeared inside. You pulled his pants down the rest of the way, so nothing was keeping you from swallowing all of him.

"Fucccckkkk, you're taking me like such a good girl," he grunts.

You were shocked. This is what you'd been waiting to see; Bucky take charge. He was always so shy and careful. Making sure to never do anything to make anyone uncomfortable, but now was his time to let loose and you were loving every moment of it.

He fucked your throat and listened to the sounds of you taking it all in. Your nails dug into his thighs and the tears streamed down your face. He finally pulled out to give you a break.

Bucky needed to feel you. He sat back down and patted his lap, signaling for you to sit. You slowly lowered yourself down on him.

"Ooooh, yessss!"

"Feel good, baby?"

"Yes, Sergeant," you kissed his throat.

You tucked your feet beneath his legs and bounced on his dick. Bucky ran his tongue over your nipple and sucked it into his mouth.

You grabbed his chin and put his head back. He smirked up at you and stuck his tongue out. You sucked on it and then swirled yours with his into a sloppy kiss.

He was close to his orgasm, so he grabbed your hips and fucked into you rapidly.

"Fuck yes, you gonna cum for me?" You held on taking him all in.

"Right in this tight little pussy."

"No, Buck, I'm not —"

He grabbed your throat, cutting off your words, "Do not deny me."

"Shit!" You yelled as you came all over him.

It was something about the demanding tone of his voice and the cool vibranium wrapped around your throat that tipped you over the edge immediately.

You watched the metal shift in his arm as he started cumming. You kept fucking until he gave you all that he had.

"Fuck," he groaned as he pressed soft kisses in between your breasts and then finally to your lips.

You tried to get up, but he held you in place with a soft, "Not yet."

********

Day 3

The day had finally arrived. Bucky had been on cloud nine ever since the two of you had fucked. It had only been a few hours and he was definitely craving more of you.

Bucky was walking past the media room when he heard your laugh. He saw you sitting far too close to Pietro for his liking, so he decided to come in.

"Hey, can I talk to you for a second," he grabbed your hand and pulled you up without waiting for a reply.

He practically dragged you into the other room and shut the door behind you.

"What the hell, Bucky?" You asked.

"Why is he touching you?"

"What?" You scrunch your face.

"You're all leaning on him and giggling. I don't like it," he said.

"Aw, are you jealous?"

"Y/N, I'm serious," his voice deepened.

You unbuttoned your pants and grabbed his hand, sliding them down into your panties and curling his fingers into your wet pussy.

"You feel that? That's all for you, Sergeant," you swiveled your hips so you could fuck his fingers.

Bucky groaned. You were soaking wet and his dick was so hard, that he wanted to take you right then and there, but resisted the urge. Instead, he kept working his fingers inside of you.

"Don't stop, baby, I'm so close." You grabbed on to his wrist.

Your moans were getting louder and louder the closer you got to your climax.

"Mmm, fuccckkk!"

He pulled his fingers from you and worked your clit as the pleasure washed over you.

Bucky rubbed his fingers between your folds again and then pulled them out. Loving the look of your slick nectar on his fingers. He stuck his middle finger in your mouth and watched you suck your juices off. Saving the other for himself.

"I can't wait until later," he said in your ear and then walked out of the room.

It made your pussy quiver all over again.

********

Finally, the time rolls around for you to go to Bucky's apartment. When you made these plans, you were full of confidence, so why were you nervous right now??

You knocked on his door and waited a few seconds for him to answer.

"Hey, doll," he opened the door and quickly stepped out.

"Um, so I'm not coming inside?" You laughed nervously.

"Yes, but put this on first. I want it to be a real surprise," he slid a mask over your eyes.

"Buck, what are you up to?" You questioned.

He opened the door and led you inside.

"Okay, are you ready?"

You pulled the mask off instead of waiting. Your eyes widened in surprise when you looked around the apartment. Flowers and candles covered just about every space.

Your silence was scary. Bucky was getting nervous that he'd over done it for a night that was supposed to just be about sex. He didn't want to run you off, but the hopeless romantic in him wanted to do something special.

"You did all of this for me?" You turned to him.

"Yeah, um, T'Challa helped me get this set up," he rubbed his neck.

He was once again met with silence.

"I can blow out the candles if it's too much."

"No, no it's not too much. No one has ever done this for me before. And honestly, I didn't even know you had in you."

"I'm a man of my time," he smiled and grabbed your hand to lead you down the candlelit path.

When you entered the bedroom, you were met with more flowers and a giant teddy bear. You squealed and ran over to hug it. It smelled just like Bucky's cologne.

"Thank you," you turned around to kiss him. "I feel bad that I didn't get you anything."

"Oh, you'll get me plenty," he scooped you up, so you'd wrap your legs around his waist.

He carried you to the bed and laid you down.

"You look beautiful."

"Thank y—"

Was all you got out before he ripped your dress down the front. He pulled off the flimsy lace underwear and threw them aside before diving in between your thighs.

Bucky licked and sucked your clit with such fervor, you were beginning to think that he was enjoying himself far more than you were.

He pushed your knees up, so your entire pussy was in his face. You lifted up on your elbows so you could watch.

"Ooh, yes, let me see that tongue. Now suck this pussy, baby," you chanted.

He moaned into you as did everything you requested.

Unable to stand it anymore, he used one hand to unbutton his pants and slowly stroke his pulsing cock.

"I'm gonna cum!" You grabbed a fist full of his hair and fucked his face.

He locked his arms around your thighs and enjoyed every moment of this. Your legs trembled in his hold as you soaked his face.

Bucky stood up and stroked himself some more. He could eat your pussy forever, but he needed to feel you.

"You ready for me?" He quizzed.

You couldn't speak. Just slid your hand in between your legs and spread your pussy lips. He guided himself inside of you with a heavy groan as he inched in deeper.

Rolling his hips slowly, he watched as you bit your lip and pinched your eyes shut. Your back arching as he hit your spot just right.

"Turn over," he pulled out. "Mm, now arch that back for. Good girlllll," he hummed.

He slid back into your wet core and fucked you harder. His hips snapped to the perfect rhythm as you gripped the blankets.

"Yes! Fuck, don't stop!" You yelled.

"You gonna be a good little doll and cum for me again?" He smacked your ass.

"Ah! Yes, Sergeant Barnes!"

"Not yet. Not until you tell me I can cum in my pussy."

You tightened around him. There he goes again being demanding. You were loving it.

"I want you to — fuck, this is your pussy. Cum in this pussyyyyy!" The dam broke.

You coated him in your essence and he watched his dick as he exploded inside of you.

His stuttering hips added to your pleasure. You made sure to stay perfectly arched for him until he was done, then he slowly pulled out and watched the mixture of cum leak out of you.

Bucky smacked your sensitive pussy lightly. He just couldn't get enough of you.

He pulled you into his chest and kissed your shoulder. Heavy breathing resounding throughout the room.

He cuddled you for a few minutes before going to the bathroom and starting a bath. His dick was still semi hard, so it smacked his thigh as he walked and your pussy was ready for another round at the sight.

He smiled when he noticed you watching.

"Don't worry, doll, I'm not finished with you yet," he promised.

[sugar-petals]

#Scream For Me (m)

↳ PAIRING. sub!hyunjin x domme!reader

↳ SUMMARY. It’s his first time. You’re in charge. He lets loose. 

↳ WORDS. 3k

warnings ⚠️ spit play, fingering, blindfolds, ribbon bondage, handjobs, casual domination, oral (f receives), slow dick riding, as you can tell by the title he’s very loud, sloppy sex, choking, aftercare

♡ NOTE ➝ surprise surprise, writing for stray kids today! vocal hyunjin is domme candy👌

“I’ll be very gentle,” you hook two fingers down the hem of his jeans. Hyunjin quickly nods: Both your attention lies on just how much his pants are bulging out already. As long as you stay focussed, surely this will be a calm first time for him— Well, we’ll see about that. In fact, if you already knew what is slumbering inside of him? You’d get fucking ready.

“Can I please touch you as well?”

He’s fumbling at your thighs, your dress, and you can feel his nervousness in the fingertips already.

“You can. But first— Mommy unwraps her present. You know how it goes.“

And it’s a big present, I’m telling you. So big, you have a hard time smoothly unzipping him in one go. And since his hips won’t hold still — God is he sensitive to touching, but hey, what’s not to like — undressing him takes some real maneuvering. It’s not easy to whip a 300 feet yacht out of some average harbor. 

“Do you like it?” 

“Uh-huh. Something I can work with right there.”

A bit of lube distributed in both hands, a deep breath, now you’re good to go. You give it a few pumps to accommodate Hyunjin to your touch. As expected: He’s not very stoic about it. Even though he’s fully reclined on your bed, and it couldn’t be any cozier, he bucks up.

“Ah!“

“Don’t worry. Just teasin’. Here,” you give him access to your dress by lifting it past your hip. His left hand finds its way past your underwear pretty fast. Guess who’s relieved by a distraction from his spike in arousal. Now that you think about it, he might like some casual handjobs in the daytime or while driving. During cuddles, maybe. 

How not to touch him all day. He’s all big and girthy, he reacts well. Your fingers fits perfectly around him, too. Hyunjin’s nice as fuck to hold and stroke. Not to mention lightning fast when it comes to reciprocating. He’s shy about a lot of things, and that’s because of having few experience, but not about being mutual. Green flag.

“So wet...”

“Just for you. Go ahead, take a dip.“

Hyunjin definitely looks like he’s having the time of his life just fingering you. Freestyle, no rules, no strategies. He delights in just pleasing you at every angle. Fuck, his hands are so nice. At one point, you resort to ripping off your panties altogether. Easier access. He gets even harder in your palm.

“Is that good?”

“That’s good, babe. Keep on circling.”

Those lips probably make for an even more unruly type of stimulation between your legs. If they’re only half as lawless, Jesus you’ll be spiralling already. They’re so nice and plump. Big cock, big lips, is there some sort of correlation? Anyway. Hyunjin feels like the type to eat pussy obsessively, so. But you think you have to be careful introducing him to it. Knowing him, he’d straight up suffocate himself on first try. Hwang Hyunjin, death by pussy.

“Can I try it with my lips as well, please?“

Fate has its way of doing things, huh. And he knows you’ve been looking at his lips, doesn’t he.

“I’ll only let you kiss and suck until I count to thirty. Wait, let me get on my back.”

“Okay!”

Switching spots lets you feel the warmth where Hyunjin just led his back. He doesn’t waste much time. One blink and he props up his lips at your entrance, waiting for instructions. Well shit.

“Keep it shallow,” you get a fistful of his hair. “Kiss, kiss. Like that. Move it just an inch upward. Don’t touch your cock, I still wanna ride it later. Lay flat on the bed. Put your hands around my thighs. 29, 28...“

At that prospect, he becomes even more obedient. His tongue doesn’t do a bad job at all. Oh wonder, he breathes just fine. First time eating you out: You get the impression that this guy has some serious talent there.

“Tastes really good. It’s all bubbly,“ Hyunjin smiles bright from ear to ear. You’ve just stopped counting by now.

“Ugh, fuck it. Just eat, eat.”

That goes on for almost five minutes, in fact. He licks and services you perfectly. That his lips feel ten times more sensual than they already look has your breath going much shorter and your grip in his hair much tighter. So much about making assumptions. And it makes sense, not having his cock stimulated has Hyunjin cooling down a little. Suspiciously so. 

When you were stroking him off, he’d go wild right along. Conclusion: Handjobs and Hyunjin are like pressing a red button. Eating pussy: Chill area. Noted. Complete slobbery wetness: Also noted. You wonder what that’s good for.

“Hyunjin, should we go for it now? I want you inside me. You’ll slip right in so nicely. I’ll take good care of you, you don’t have to be nervous.“

“Can we kiss while we do it?”

Nothing you’d love more. You lay Hyunjin just where he started out, get a soft black ribbon from the nightstand. As promised, you tie his arms above his head, not too tightly or anything. A simple bow tie keeps the whole thing together, making it easy to open. The loose ends dangle at the sides of his wrists, teasing his skin. Goosebumps. It all makes for a nice view of his arms, and his head is brought a little forward, it’s perfect to kiss. He’s practically on the verge of kissing without you moving your lips close to his.

Starting with a little peck on the forehead and nose, you make sure he feels well in his position and get a second black ribbon to tie his eyes. A bit tighter, just so it won’t come off when his head moves. The knot you place on the right side rather than the back of the head, it’d be uncomfortable against the pillow he’s rested on. Hyunjin gets more and more excited.

“I want you to just feel. Do you want me to start?”

 “Yes—,” he says. “And, do it slowly. I don’t want you to hurt yourself also.“

He’s so sweet. And he knows his dick is kinda massive. Too many first times ruined because of that. 

“Extra slow, Hyunjin. I’ll make this feel really great for us. Come, kiss me.”

Your tongues connect just when you get hold of him with your right hand. The touch has Hyunjin groaning into the kiss—

Pretty fucking strongly.

There he goes again. Your fingers, red button, the whole shebang. Little did you know he’d start whining even more the second you line him up between your pussy lips, and move his tip around a bit. Just to say hi to your clit, and to give yourself a good feel of what’s going in first. Hyunjin is literally falling apart below you already. He can barely keep it in. 

And you can’t keep it out: Finally, you point his cock tip between your labia, and his saliva is just perfect to help you glide it past the entrance. Hyunjin’s kisses are getting hungry and desperate, and even louder, with heavy breaths along the way. 

“Jesus Christ,” he’ll catch you mumbling, and you can feel his dick throbbing. “Let me hear you!”

“You’re squeezing me! Oh shit, shit!”

Looks like someone’s very passionate to say the least. It didn’t stop with the handjob, then. Any kind of contact with his dick is having Hyunjin’s voice do somersaults. Guess why he’s walking around so noisily all day when he’s just walking and his pants do their thing like, giving him a good rub even if it’s just lightly on the surface.

With reactions like that, Hyunjin’s dick is well inside of you without any further ado. Boyfriend moaning, pussy open. While you’re enjoying the feel of being completely full with him, and imagine how deep his spit is being thrust inside you — oh god, yes — Hyunjin seems to have his own imaginations. The blindfold was both a good and a bad idea. He can’t anticipate your next move, but he also seems to feel you sliding him in twice as much. 

“Are you thinking I’m some kind of succubus, huh.”

You tease, wiggle your hips. Causing one loud fucking moan.

“It feels that way, ah!”

“Are you gonna scream your lungs out when I start moving, hm?“

“I can’t control it!”

“Let’s see then.”

You lean back into the kiss, bent forward just enough to change the way his dick is aligned inside of you all over again. A little bounce and the position is perfect.

“Wow, look. This is a good angle. It just goes right in.”

“Hn—!”

It’s amazing how he reacts at your mercy. Your kisses stifle the moans, but they also make him more on edge because he wants to let it out. Congrats, you’ve found the officially best way to torture him. 

“So. How about doing this.”

You raise your hips. It takes quite some effort to pull him out that far because he’s so girthy. It’s literally pulling at your walls as if they don’t wanna let him go. You do it slowly, terribly slow, every millimeter has your pussy lips deliciously tracing another facet of him. Moving up means cleaning some more saliva off his shaft. It all goes inside you. God bless his runny mouth while he was eating you out. 

Only Hyunjin’s tip remains inside of you. The air hitting what was previously buried inside you makes for a surefire way to make him break the kiss and bite his lips. 

“My cock! My, ah, my!”

His hands are all wobbly above his head. As are his legs behind you. 

“How are we taking it down there.”

“If you do that hip thing again, I can’t guarantee anything!“

So that’s what makes his heart beat faster.

“I’d be damn cruel making you cum so early, darling. Sooner or later I’ll milk all your semen anyway.“

Well, succubus indeed.

“I’ll just blow up, I can’t!“

“You’re lucky I won’t be riding you full-speed or something. You’re just too big for that. But what if I do the hip thing and you can’t cum?”

“Oh fuck!“

For good measure, you nuzzle him generously, and yes, do the thing. The agony in his expression is not even the full effect of what you’ve done. Hyunjin is screaming out loud. 

“And that was with a warning. I’ll do it again and if you can stand it, you get some pussy in your face. Wanna get treated?”

“Please, please treat me!”

“But first...”

To add some extra spice, you push down to his base all over again. Hyunjin arches, his teeth are almost sewn shut from the pressure of his tight jaw. Once he’s balls deep, you flick your hip just a little. A loud moan simmers into a little mewl, the jaw unclenches, his tongue starts lapping out. You’ve truly shut off his brain right now.

“Very well done.”

Pulling out works faster now, but you notice how it’s not as slippery anymore. A lot of Hyunjin’s spit has gathered around the lower third of his dick. It’s a nice sight to have it drip on his terribly swollen balls that are probably going through a whole bunch of things right now. 

“Good thing you get something to slurp on. We need more spit. Use your mouth!”

Hyunjin’s cock being untouched right now seems to take the edge off, but his mouth, holy shit. His mouth is on an eager spree to wet you up all over. On top of your own lubrication, Hyunjin provides another ridiculous amount of leakage all over your clit and folds. It’s running all over his face. 

The blindfold gets soaked as does his nose. A frantically moaning Hyunjin doesn’t seem to stop slurping and pushing out spit, you swear he’s gonna fucking drown. That method. It’s completely chaotic just like his fingering. You weren’t wrong, then. He might die then, but at least you’re able to remove the blindfold, wearing that is too gross. Hyunjin is excitedly blinking at you through his own spit like the sun is blinding him but he doesn’t mind.

“Mnm—nh!”

“I love you. Amazing. Look at this. You’re so nasty. Come, let’s do this again. Hope that cock can push all that into me. It’s too good to waste.“

You get back to squatting on his dick, admittedly a little wobbly on the mattress now. Hyunjin’s satanic ritual tongue does not go without a notice. Nor does the way you slide back down on him, and back up.

“Oh woah!”

A clean thrust. Your pussy is dripping so much on him, a little stream glosses over the thread of veins on the underside. Before it reaches down and disappears between his thighs, you make sure to collect it with another thrust. Hyunjin stares just right at his cock disappearing in you, framed by your labia stretching out. His jaw is completely dropped.

“Yes, that’s how we’re looking like. You have a great cock. Listen to that sound.”

Smooth gliding and a wet little smack when you touch down.

“It’s, it’s amazing... It feels so warm and creamy.”

“Watch. I’ll be stirring your spit all inside me.“

Slowly, carefully, you ride him again, this time connecting several thrusts. Hyunjin looks adorable with his wide eyes and sweaty face. 

“Yes! Oh yes, oh.... That feels so good.”

“Nothing wasted. You’re doing really well. You’re good at this.“

You lean in for a deep kiss. Only after you tongue him down do you realize just how much he’s ruined his mouth. It’s so sticky and wet, and his lips are so exhausted. They’ve been swelling up more than you thought they would, he’s really put them to the test like a champ. Well, they’ve lost their virginity, too. The kiss ends with two wet mouths parting by a thread.

“Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Yes. I really love it. Thank you, Hyunjin. Can I finish off first? I wanna use my hands to make you cum.“

“You’re the best,“ he becomes flustered, and watches in awe just how you reposition yourself all over again, pointing his cock at his belly flat this time. It’s perfect to just grind right above it. A bit of fluid leaking from your pussy mixed with lube and spit makes for the best slippery help to get your clit some intense stimulation from gliding squarely across Hyunjin’s bit vein. 

“Fucking hell, babe. That’s a wonder dick.”

How he throbs and pulsates is the last push it needs to get close. You loosen the tie of Hyunjin’s ribbon and his hands dart around you, hold you, and he winds his hips to give you more of the friction. 

But this time, he’s moving faster, and your orgasm arrives quicker than you count from 30, not even that. You get messy on his balls and base, and Hyunjin almost loses it from having you grind on him. That he’s been holding it in until now is a miracle. His hair is nothing but sweaty streaks right now.

As soon as the waves of pleasure become smaller and you can think again, both your and his hand come wrapping around his shaft. No problem moving your palms around, he’s covered in all that honey. Plus there’s more space, he could fit three palms. It feels so intimate doing it together and being in sync. Hyunjin’s broken moans and whines are well accompanied by more hip bucks and a quicker pace. Your two hands squeezing up and down makes Hyunjin start to beg to you.

“Please use the other hand, please, please choke me through this!“

You go for a lighter grip, hell, he hasn’t done this before, but Hyunjin isn’t having it. The protest is all loud and clear.

“Squeeze my throat! Please, harder, do it hard, please!”

You press down at either side of his neck, and make sure to translate that onto his cock as well, still jerking him off. You don’t let go until he’s cumming. 

A thick white spurt empties between the intertwine of your fingers. Hyunjin squeals out loud, catching air, almost crying. Another load has him all shaky, growling, and rubbing his own hand around yours to push out even the last bits of sperm. Surprise, there’s more cum leaking out.

“Oh, what to do with all that big dick.”

“It’s, it’s so much!“

“Come here with that milk.“

You lower your face on him and let the last clear bits come up against your puckered lips. They spread his cum all over the tip, kiss it, catch new threads, swirl them around while your hands are pumping the lower half, all the meaty girth. Never missing an opportunity for torture. Hyunjin is screaming and suffering all over again. His semen has been oozing all over your hands. 

“Clean it, babe. We’ll lay down in a minute. That’s an amazing icing.”

Hyunjin’s tongue has a last job and it does it well. Your fingers are super clean and well-kissed, his lips are so glorious. You’re both dizzy, but you at least manage to towel down. Because his face is a mess, your lips are dripping, your pussy is a swimming pool of spit, and that ruined dick has seen some things today, oh yeah it did. What better way to leave its virginity inside of you all slicked up and sloppy. 

Hyunjin starts freezing very fast by now, and you get a weighted blanket, with you on top of him, in a sweater, just because. Sharing heat is caring heat. You love cuddles after sex.

“Say something cute and nasty,” he pouts, and you think of a good way to summarize the evening. 

“I mean look at you. You’re officially a slut now. My slut,” you pinch his nose. “If you want. Let’s have some fun like that tomorrow again. I can’t wait, you know. That’s a really loud boy I got myself.“

“Oh yes, tomorrow!”

“I might be blowing you for more of that icing. It was really nice and sugary.“

“I eat lots of fruit!”

Now that’s a keeper.

“And I gotta say, shit...“

“You came really hard on my dick, right.”

Hyunjin makes an innocent face saying that, but you know very well how he’s been taking you in, he’s learning.

“Yeah.“

“That was that sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

He smiles a little, exhausted, but flustered. 

“Lot more to come. That’s only the first time for you.”

“I’ve been thinking that as well. Say it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen until tomorrow.“

“Exactly right. That’s the idea,” you kiss his neck now, breathing in the afterglow. “And, by the way. Um. I hope I removed the ribbons at the right timing.“

“It was in the right moment!“

“Should we try more like that next time?”

“I like it.“

“Me too. You look perfect tied up.”

The blindfold did the trick, you know it. Hyunjin has hardly reacted to your touch like that when cuddling. Although, that’s hard to compare, is it.

“And... You really could have choked me a little harder by the way.“

Hyunjin knows just how to mimic you. Another nose pinch for you, young man.

“We didn’t plan it so I thought I’d go easy on you. But if you like it. You want it rougher, don’t ya. You just wanna fucking scream.“

“I’ll admit it,” he nuzzles his face into your sweater. “I’m just very loud...”

“We’ll see what kind of ideas I’ll come up with to get you even louder. Deal?”

“Favorite deal.“

FINAL NOTE. thank you for reading - caro 🐅

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Picnic Date

Pairing: Shugo Meian x Reader

Tags: Picnic date with a side of head, fluff, babymaking breeding kink, daddy kink, nipple sucking, oral sex, handjob, outdoor/public sex, mating press

Summary: Your titties look a little too good to be kept in that dress.

Word Count: 1.7k

a/n: i tried looking up his bio to get a better idea of his personality but there's nothing. I def think hes a gemini sun and/or mars

-And also i do not support zoos and aquariums, i just can't think of where else people would go on a date☠️

18+ Minors DNI

You laid on the blanket, your head in his lap a little buzzed from the champagne you drank earlier, giggling with that soft smile of yours, him stroking your hair out of your face watching the cute little kids run around.

Going out with your fiance was a regular occurance, you’ve pretty much been (fucked) everywhere in the city with him. He loved to express his feelings for you by taking you on spontaneous dates; whether it be the beach in the middle of the night, the club, aquarium, and any new food place that opened up, loving watching you eat.

“Aren't they cute?” He said referring to the toddler pushing his baby brother on the swing. You already knew where this was going, yes you've daydreamed about starting a family together, but having a 6' 5., 200lb man's babies was a nightmare for your body. But that was overshadowed but the sincere look he had on his face watching them play, not to mention you were ovulating right now making your baby fever rise.

“Yeah” you shyly mumble, hoping he doesn't notice the blood rushing to your face, spoiler he does. 

You try to take your mind off of that, feeding him the sliced up watermelon, keeping all the strawberries to yourself. His lips lingering on your sticky fingers. You loved babying him, yes he was a grown, strong ass man, but the second he was in your arms he melted, finding comfort in you.

“Your shoulders are stiff baby” you said, noticing it after leaning on them for hours “You want a massage?” you asked, fluttering your eyelashes up at him, already knowing the answer taking matters into your own hands.

“Yeah doll, whatever you want.” he said, giving you the go. You work your hands over his shoulders down his back, your boobs pushing against him, making him grow in his pants. You were just trying to have a cute date, but the way your body looked in that sundress was killing him. The thin straps leading down to the v-neck exposing your cleavage. The loose cotton material hugging your hips perfectly, stopping below your knees. Fuck you were pretty.

The tree behind you covered you two just enough, the park was empty enough now as it was now dinner time and all the families went home. 

He thinks for a second, it not being the first time you two have fucked in public, the last time being in the locker room. All worries leave him as he grabs your neck pulling you in for a kiss, falling in his lap. His lips were warm and soft, parting slightly, allowing your tongue to slip inside tasting the sweetness of the fruit.

He kisses down your neck, stopping at your collarbone and pulls your top to the side freeing your breast. “Meian”  You moaned, the feeling of being exposed making you twitch.

His mouth wrapped around your nipple, sucking greedily, gripping his hair pushing him into you more. Your tits feeling sensitive and sore, him latching his mouth onto you. He was so grateful for you being in his life, letting him use you as he needed. Him showing his love by giving you your every want and need.

You looked around making sure no one was here, the embarrassment of Hinata walking in on you two while he was balls deep in you in the locker room making cringe at the thought, but who were you to deny your fiance as sweet as he was? 

You reach down palming his crotch until he was hard. Your fingers sliding slowly down not wanting to leave, unzipping his pants bringing his boxers down, precum staining the fabric pulling it down enough to uncover his cock. 

You wanted to be his good girl, he was always so good to you. He’d never tell you no, whether it was wanting him to get you something or wanting to ride him in the middle of the night, he never told you no.

“nghh daddy” you whined, him finally giving you a break from abusing your tits. He tightly wrapped his other hand around your waist leaving an imprint, dragging you closer to him.

“You're so good to me angel.” He whispered, making you shudder. His low voice stirring something inside of you.

“Really daddy?” You asked, hoping to get confirmation that you were doing a good job, grabbing his balls underneath you.

“Fuck baby” he said, thrusting his hips, you squeezing his balls a little harder. He looked at you with heavy eyes, pleading for you to touch his throbbing cock.

You took him in your hand, wrapping your fingers around his shaft the best you could, stroking him slowly looking up to meet his eyes to see if you were doing a good job.

He looks at you grabbing your thigh to stabilize himself and reattaching himself to you tits, you made him feel like he was in heaven, what's better than getting played with by a pretty girl with her tits in his mouth.

“Fuck princess im close. You gonna let me cum in that little mouth of yours?” you don't respond, just moving your head down to be face to face with his cock stroking your hand faster, opening your mouth for whenever he was ready.

“Fuck y/n” he groaned, his voice crackling at his release. His cock still so sensitive in your hands. His cum dripping down your lips, you not being able to swallow it all.

“Clean it up” He said, referring to the mess in his lap. You quickly moved your mouth to his length kissing the tip, some cum still on it as you worked your way down. His hand grips your hair as you wrap your lips around him.

 A throaty groan escapes and he rolls eyes back. He thrusts into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat making you gag and your eyes water, but you don't get off, still keeping him in your mouth.

You move your head up and down moaning at the feeling, wanting to reach down and relieve yourself but knowing he wouldn't allow it. Your eyes water this time not because you're choking but because you're needy, wanting to be touched also. 

Your eyes flicker up and see him staring at you with his eyes drowning you in lust. His dark locks stuck to his forehead. His cheeks red with want as his breath quickens.

“Baby, fuck. I'm close”

You bob your head faster, hoping to push him over the edge sooner, your jaw hurting with each motion. His hand is wrapped in your hair again and you can feel his voice get strained and deeper letting you know he was about to cum again.

He doesnt pull out when he spills, his cock sitting in the back of your throat. You swallow his cum for the second time today. Him finally taking it out, looking at your disheveled appearance, wondering how you were so beautiful while looking like a mess.

“Cmere baby” he said dragging you in for a kiss, lifting your dress up enough to feel your drenched panties, not giving a fuck if anyone saw with the sun still out.

You loved his cock so much, borderline worshipping it. It filled you in all the right places, stretching your little cunny out while hitting your g spot, him being the only one that could ever make you feel this way.

“Daddy” you moaned. “ I need it daddy. Please” You whined out as he laid you on your back, hand behind your head making sure you didn't hurt yourself. 

He parted your legs sliding your panties off, your body beneath him, your soft tits slipping out of your dress, your soaked pussy on display for him. Fuck he was in love. 

“Hold on angel” he said, adjusting himself with your entrance, staying in this position so he could see your pretty face.

 “You're such a good girl.” he said, slowly sliding his cock in against your whimpers. “Pretty girl, taking a cock too big for you” he continued, you grabbing his arms, leaving indents from your nails.

 “Look at you, i haven't even bottomed out yet and you've already made a mess” he teased, putting your legs on his shoulders, stroking your cheek.

 “Uhhngh please” you cried trying to hold on as he finally settled into you and started thrusting 

 “Meian please” you said not knowing what you were begging for. 

 “Hmm” he froze, stopping his movement.

 “s-sorry daddy” you realized correcting yourself.  “sorry please... please”

 “Guess I’ll just have to pull out then” he said slowly taking his cock out looking at your teary eyes all distraught

 “No! Dont pull out. Daddy pleaseee, no, please please... nghhah” you cried out like the world was gonna end if he didnt fuck you.

“Hmm? You want me to cum in you? You want my babies?” he teased, getting off on the fact that he knew you got turned by the thought of having his kids. The embarrassment appearing on your face, highly aware of your needs, you turned your face away looking at the grass beside you.

 “Hmm? u gonna be my good girl?” He said cupping your jaw to look at him.

 “Yes daddy” you said reaching your arms out trying to grab him in for a kiss.

 “Nope only good girls get to kiss daddy”

“Nooo daddy please!” You cried again, needing his touch.

 “U gonna let me stuff you full?”

 “Yea-ah” you said pulling your legs back exposing your sloppy cunt, needing him to be in you again.

 “There’s my good girl” he praised leaning down into you, thrusting in you getting harder each time. 

 “D-daddy m’gonna make a mess” You cried coming closer to your orgasm. You feeling him batter your cervix and g spot at the same time making your tummy burn and seeing white.

 “You are sweet girl? Go ahead. Do it.” He cooed, encouraging you to let go. You listened and quickly came, clenching around him making him follow soon after.

 He brought you up against him, his still being in you whispering sweet praise while stroking your head. You feel so content in his arms, enough to fall asleep, but unfortunately you two had to walk home as the sun was setting.

 “Love you meian” You said, snuggling in him yawning

“Love you too angel” he replied, kissing your forehead as you two watched the sun set in the distance, trying you best to stay awake. The both of you never being as happy as you were together.

<3

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[mrskurono]

Getou $75 slot fee??

A gamble....will it pay off?

$75 for the curse user and you won...curse sex with Getou!

tags: fem!Reader, brain worm!Getou, manga spoilers ish, noncon, bondage, drug mention, curse/demon/monsterfucking, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, rough sex, creampie

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The union of curse and human had, intrigued, the age old being.

New vessel. New tools at their disposal. And a new precious idea to test out on an unsuspecting human.

Suguru bent down in front of your tear stained face and offered the same charming smile he had before his death.

But this time it wasn’t him who was smiling back at you.

“It’s my newest idea, made possible only by the wonderful workings of Mahito.” Suguru stayed knelt in front of you, “Perhaps, this is the key to humans and curses finally being one.”

“Suguru please-” Your voice cracked in your plea, “Please I know you’re in there. Suguru you can’t do this what about-”

“Are you still trying to reason your way out of this?” Suguru tapped the stitching on his forehead, “I’d save your strength for something else love. He isn’t helping you in this little porject.”

Before another attempt to grapple with the curse in your long gone lover’s body. Suguru snapped his fingers. A low creak of a door behind you. One you couldn’t exactly see from the position you were bound in. 

Strapped over a breeding bench like a common animal. Only your head could move to show you the horror of the mutilated body coming your way. Worse than that, were the drooling cock between it’s legs as it approached. Fear deepening in your gut. Renewing your struggle to be free. As futile as that was.

Suguru stayed knelt before you with that same endearing smile on the strangers face. Even as the monster mounted you. Sloppy, uncoordinated and erratic thrusts. Missing it’s mark half a dozen times as it prodded at your cunt lips. Slipped against your clit. Even grazed your ass. All before one chance of the draw it was able to bury itself deep inside your cunt.

Prepared for the pain of being penetrated, you screamed when it’s weight came down on your back and waited for the searing burn as it ripped your cunt. Inside, that never came. Replaced with a hip shuddering reaction the second the curse drove it’s cock deep against your cervix.

“Ahh, so the manipulation did work on you too...” Suguru tapped his bottom lip, “You’re wet as can be and taking it. This might work.”

Breathing made difficult by the weight of the curse on your back. And it’s insistent pounding away at your sopping cunt right in front of him. You couldn’t fathom any words. Instead your mouth just hung loosely open with drool dripping from your lips as your half lidded eyes followed Suguru’s form up as he stood.

“Oh, looks like you’ll be receiving your first gift.” He smiled. Unaware what he meant until it suddenly happened.

The warmth in your body put to the test when the monster slammed itself deeper into you. Undoubtedly feeling it in your belly as it rutted its cock against your cervix. Feeling like you were going to be split in half on this wretched bench you were strapped to. All of that to be washed away though with the first spurt of inhumanly hot cum to be deposited inside you.

Very much unlike a human though. When the ropes of cum overfilled your cunt and left your pussy dripping and drooling the messy mixture around the monster’s cock. The thrusts didn’t stop. Carrying on with their frantic power right through it’s first orgasm. Making your mind and body fuzzier by the second as it continued fucking you right through it all.

“I’ll come back in a few.” Suguru smiled down at his work. Human and curse. Just as he had always hoped it would be even if the sight was of his host’s only lover being violated by a creature only thought up in nightmares. He was brimming with pride over his work, “Make sure to me good use of that seed. Or we’ll have as many breeding sessions as it takes to create my world.”

[sugako]

gamer gf

suna x f!reader sum: suna gets a little lonely after you’ve been playing games all day instead of spending time with him  cw: 18+ minors do not interact (this means don't read/interact/click/etc if you are a minor!!!!) nsfw, smut, nickname kitty (verges on petplay but not really??), pussy job/humping, orgasm denial, cervix kisses, toy use, Dom/sub, creampie/unprotected sex wc: 1.8k a/n: not even sure if i like this but the idea has been plaguing my mind so i had to write it

Suna let out a little sigh, hoping to get your attention from the doorway where he had been standing for the last minute. Your eyes had stayed glued to the quirky game on your computer screen, not even blinking over to him. Even though you had your headphones on he knew the volume was low enough to hear noises.

His eyes fixed on the headphones. He had watched you fawn over those silly pink things for months, always too embarrassed or afraid to get them for whatever reason - especially the ones with the little ears. They were perfect for you, his pretty, little kitty. Some days he thought his purchase was a mistake. While he understood that you felt you needed to use them to show him how much you appreciated the gift, he missed some of your affection that had been stolen away by the screen. 

When he shifted again, you finally saw him out of the corner of your eye. You paused and pulled the headphones down around your neck. 

“What’s up?” You ask, fiddling with the controller. You hoped he hadn’t been standing there long, trusting that if he really needed you he would have actually tried to get your attention. Still, although nothing looked urgent, his brows were knit just enough that you knew he needed something. 

“I’m going to bed soon. I have work early tomorrow.” He said after a moment. 

He actually means, Come to bed with me, you thought with a smile. “I was just going to finish this level and then take a shower before bed. I’m having some trouble with it though if you wanna try?” Waving the controller toward him, you watch as his shoulders relax at your words. 

“Sure.” He shuffles in through the doorway and you sit up so he can take your place in the chair. As soon as he’s comfortable, his arms wrap around you and pull you into his lap. Before he took the controller from your hands he adjusted the headphones to sit back up on your head, lowering the volume so you could hear him well enough. He rested his chin on your shoulder and reached back around to take the controller. 

You fidget around, trying to get comfortable against his solid body without disturbing him too much. A sharp, little sigh huffs out of his nose when you settle, spreading your legs so they drape over either of his thighs, dangling from the seat. You ease your back against his chest and press a small kiss to the side of his head. 

It’s far too easy to rile him up and maybe it’s a little cruel. Besides, you really wanted to get past this level and he’s fumbling with the controls now. But it was worth it to feel the little grumbles in his chest reverberate across your back, the muscles in his thighs flex every few seconds, and his cock slowly start to harden against the loose pair of sleep shorts you were wearing. More than that, you knew he needed some amount of attention so why not give him your all. 

He knows you can read him, not that he really hides anything. His eyes flicker to the little ears in the reflection of the screen. It obvious you want it, that you’re trying to get him to break first, but he wants to hold out just a little longer. 

“I’m never going to make it past this part if you don’t stop, kitty.” He grumbles, practically letting the character perish again. 

“Stop what?” The pet name makes you shiver in his lap, accidentally grinding against him. He lets out a long sigh and pulls back on your stomach so you’re flush against him. 

“Stop grinding your needy cunt against me.” He resumed the level, squeezing you a little tighter in his arms. 

“I-” 

Cutting you off he tossed the controller down and pushed you off the chair to stand, just to spin you around and pull you back into his lap facing him. “I was feeling generous earlier, but you were cooped up here playing games all day. If you’re so desperate now, kitty, you can take my cock out and do what you want, but you’re not cumming unless you deserve it.” 

“Rinta-”

“Take what you get, I’m finishing this level for you.” He stopped your protest again, already reaching around your back to pick the controller back up again. 

Even though you had a little pout on your face, you were pleased. Not hesitating for long you reached between the shrinking space between your bodies and pulled his long cock out from the band of his sweatpants. You pumped him slowly while you pulled aside the loose fabric of your shorts and teased yourself.

You lowered his length between your thighs, spreading your dripping folds so you could press your heat flush against him. His cockhead teases at your entrance, just nearly slipping in past your mess, as you began rutting against him. Relaxing into the languid motions, you wrapped your arms around his neck to embrace him for stability. 

Your own whimpers and moans echoed around in your ears, amplified by the headphones you knew he didn’t want you to take off. Clit dragging along his perfect ridges and veins was sending you closer to the edge than you should have been. 

“You’re fucking soaked from squirming around for like two seconds, it’s pretty cute. Would’ve been cuter if you would’ve let me fuck you earlier.” His muffled voice comes out plainly, but you can feel the passive tone. 

“Didn’t know…” you pant out, “...wasn’t, ahh, wasn’t paying attention, ‘m sorry…” 

Suna lets out a small sigh, partly in an effort to hold back from groaning when he feels you clench around him. “I know,” he says softly. 

The coil is wrapped all too tight, just on the verge of snapping, and you have to stop your hips, still quivering in his arms. Your thighs visibly shake around his and over the chair, whether from the position or pleasure you can’t tell. Through the haze of your heavy breathing and clouded thoughts, you hear the little ding! that comes at the end of every level. 

Just as you attempt to lean back from him, feebly trying to hump yourself against his cock like a tired animal, he’s pulling you up to your feet. You stumble back, legs nearly asleep, but he catches you and spins you back around again. His hand pushes you down between your shoulder blades against the cool desk, the other coming up to finally rip the headphones away. 

“I want you to hear how sloppy your cunt sounds when I’m fucking you and think about what you’ve missed all day.” He growls, pushing your shorts to the side and lining himself up. Letting yourself go limp under his touch, you can only deftly nod, relaxing your muscles so he can slip between your folds. Although his girth burns a bit, it’s his length that really makes you shake. 

There’s so much of him, it’s nearly impossible to take him all unless he’s fucking into you, abusing your poor little cervix. With a small moan, he eases himself in and slides into you until his thighs are firmly pressed against your ass. You choke out a broken cry when you feel his tip press deep inside of you, stomach and pussy clenching at the feeling. He doesn’t give you any time to relax, digging his sharp fingertips into the flesh of your hips before he pulls nearly all the way out and slams back in again.

His pace is smooth and restrained, but that doesn’t stop you from gasping every time he fills out your gummy walls. From the way he quietly whimpers you can tell that he’s holding back those pretty, needy moans whenver he feels you flutter around him. 

“Think you deserve to cum on my cock now?” He grunts out, grabbing your wrists to hold them behind your back and picking up his pace. 

“N-no…?” you sob in a low voice. 

“Maybe not, but I want you to, kitty.”

It’s all you can do to let out a broken whimper as he rips open a drawer in the desk, still tightly holding your wrists behind your back with one hand. He rifles around for minute, not quite able to take his eyes off the way his cock sinks in and out of you. The slap of his skin against yours, the creak of the desktop, and the lewd slick noises coming from where his body meets yours is intoxicating, distracting him from what he’s trying to do next. 

Finally, he finds it, bulky and smooth. When he clicks it on, the sound of vibrations send a shiver runs down your spine and forces you to clench around him. Wordlessly, he pulls you back just enough from where your folded against the desk and presses the vibrator between your legs, still fucking into you just as fast as before. 

You let out strangled mewl, pushing back against the toy that’s flush to your pulsing clit. “Wanna...wanna cum,” you struggle to pant out. The coil inside your stomach is wrapped up again, right on the verge of snapping. He can feel it in the way your legs shake and twitch under him and your wrists struggle against his grasp.

“Then cum.” He groans as you do. Your tight walls flutter around him, vainly attempting to keep him locked in place, but he pushes back, fucking your right through and keeping the vibrator firmly pressed against you even as you thrash under him until you’re spent. 

When the last wave passes over your body, he takes the device away at last, flicking it off and tossing it on the computer desk beside your head. You’ve gone completely limp in his arms now, barely able to hold yourself up even with the support of the table top. 

Faintly, you hear the quick breaths of air he’s huffing out from his nose and you know he’s close behind. You lie there like a ragdoll while he pumps into you, cock twitching against your slick walls every other second. At last, he thrusts against your one final time, tip brushing against your cervix while hot spurts of cum coat your insides. You breath out a small cry at the subtle pinched feeling inside of you, tensing around him while continues to paint your walls white. 

His grip slacks around your wrists and he bends over to rest his chest against your back, pressing kisses to the back of your neck while he catches his breath. You feel so warm with him around you, honestly a bit sad you didn’t notice that he needed you earlier. 

“Rin?” You sigh out at last. Suna mumbles a little noise of recognition so you know he’s listening. “Take a shower with me?” 

He barely makes a noise, but his chest vibrates with a low chuckle that sends tingles through you. “Sure, let’s clean up.” 

[giorno-plays-piano]

Promise he kept

Pairing: orc!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: past non-con, general filth, some fluff, pregnancy, size kink, kidnapping.

Words: 1k

Summary: Your orc husband loves taking care of his pregnant wife.

P.S. I actually wanted to write pure fluff, but orc!Bucky decided otherwise 🤷‍♀️ Some super unrealistic biology included too ahaha

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"Open your mouth, sweetheart."

You gave the orc a pouty face, and he chuckled at you, bringing a spoon with soup he had cooked for you to your lips.

"Come on. You're gonna be a good girl for me and eat well, aren't you?" He murmured softly, and you finally submitted, opening your mouth and letting your orc husband to feed you. "That's right, baby. Just like that. You have to finish the bowl if you wanna be healthy and strong."

Rolling your eyes, you took the spoon with deliciously smelling broth again, Bucky cooing at you gently as you let him feed you, his other hand on the back of your neck, helping you hold your head while you stayed in bed.

"You treat me like a kid, honey." You said, pouting before Bucky had a chance to stuff your mouth once more, and your orc let out a laugh.

"No, I treat you like an orc mommy who's gonna give birth to my sweet little kid soon."

Putting a spoon to your mouth, he made you take the soup again, but by the next minute the bowl was empty, and you finally relaxed, savoring the taste and watching your man cutting peaches with his bowie knife, the juice running down his large, work-weary hands. Despite you puffing up your cheeks, you actually loved when he was doing this to you, treating you like the biggest treasure he had ever possessed. No one cared about you as much as your sweet orc husband.

Oh, it didn't start easy, of course. When he kidnapped you, a travelling magician, you were horrified by his barbaric behavior and raw power he wielded, unaffected by all your charms and curses. Locking you up in the house he built in the middle of a forest, he made sure you knew your duties: Bucky kept stuffing your cunt with his seed till your virgin pussy became sloppy and loose, just up to his liking. Every day after he came home he was spending hours fucking you into his large bed, emptying his balls into your womb and then having fun with your mouth and ass. Bucky was insatiable, but he taught you so much about pleasure you knew your pussy would start aching if he didn't pump his cock milk inside you every day.

Of course, soon your belly became all fat and round just like your barbaric orc husband wanted to. He was ecstatic when it started to show you were pregnant with his child, kissing your belly and even talking to it as if the child growing inside you could hear him. Oh, Bucky loved it. He wanted nothing more but to make you a fat orc mama with a huge soft ass and cow breasts full of milk. It was already decided he'd knock you up after you give birth to your baby, especially since your sex drive grew much higher after you got pregnant.

"Open your mouth, darling." Kissing you on the lips, Bucky then softly put a slice of fresh, juicy peach onto your kitten tongue, lovingly watching you chew the ripe fruit. "You're so good to me today. After you're finished with your meal you gonna have a nap, and then we'll be loosing up your pregnant pussy, alright, sweetheart?"

Ooh, loosing you up, that's how he called it. Bucky had told you that orc babies could be quite bigger than human ones, and he wanted you to be well-prepared to it, meaning each day he kept pounding into your womb till you were softly crying from pleasure. You weren’t sure if his words were true, but it didn’t matter as long as your orc fucked your brains out, making you a mewling mess beneath him.

"Why not now? I wanna have your cock now." You kept being naughty, making your husband smirk and softly touch your round belly with his huge, warm hand, your mood instantly getting better from all his touches and kisses.

"Na-ah, darling. I know all you want is a filthy, nasty sex, but you gotta be a good mama and rest. Maybe then I'll eat you out and play with that sweet ass of yours, too."

Shit, it sounded perfect, you really missed having his monster cock in your ass. Your mouth watered. Finally, maybe it was worth the wait?

"Alright, but I want you to lay with me when I'll be napping." You huffed, tugging his loincloth and making your orc husband return to bed where you laid; soon he was tenderly caressing your bulging belly and brushing the hair out of your face.

Watching him smile, you left a kiss on his nose and snuggled closer against his monstrous form, comfortable with him around and happy he decided to stay. Now it was hard to believe you were so repulsed by Bucky once he captured you, thinking he was a filthy animal who wanted nothing but keep raping you till your body broke, so he would throw you out after that. Now even the thought seemed ridiculous. Turned out, Bucky was a way more considerate husband than many humans you knew. Each day by his side was bringing you lots of joy as you basked in his love, behaving like a spoiled child but still being treated like some princess, a treasure, someone your orc valued more than himself. You had no idea something like that was actually possible.

“I love you.” You muttered while cupping your husband’s face, and Bucky smiled from ear to ear, basking in the warmth of your body. 

He kept caressing your hair as you were slowly falling asleep, feeling safe and happy in your orc’s arms, knowing your child will be loved and cherished by the both of you. Murmuring words of love into you ear, Bucky stayed close to you just as he promised, adoring your sleeping form.

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[spenciebabie]

so like... spencer x reader sex tape omg 🥰🥰🙈 but you’re literally the reason i got tumblr you’re so talented 🥺🥺🥺

first of all! ahhhhh!!!! that’s crazy, thank you so much!!!!

second of all, im combining it with this request:

“making a sex tape with Spencer so when he is on a case, he can be reminded of what is waiting for him when he gets home”

Visuals here and here

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He’s away so often, and honestly, after a point pictures just didn’t cut it anymore. They couldn’t always talk on the phone because he’d usually get in late, or he’d be in a whole other time zone.

He tried watching porn but it just wasn’t the same, how could it ever live up when it was just some girl. When it wasn’t you?

So he came home after one particularly long case with an idea. Well, with a camera, a tripod, and an idea.

“Getting into photography are we?” you joke, eyeing him up as he comes through the door.

“Maybe I am” his tone is excited and eager.

“So what’s your subject, oh god you’re not about to get really into birds or something are you?” you cross your arms, watching him as he lays his new purchases down on his desk, opening up the boxes with the enthusiasm of a kid at Christmas.

“Nope” he says, giddy, “my subject is you, well, us?”

You pick it up almost immidately, you’d gotten enough hopeful dirty texts from him late at night over the past couple of weeks that you were almost waiting for this to happen.

“You wanna film us?” you ask and he nods,

“I wanna film us having sex?” he clarifies

“Well I pieced that much together genius!” you joke walking towards him, leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. He was so eager to show you his new toys he’d barely even said hello.

“Can we do it now?” asks, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth in anticipation. His eyes are so wide and soft that you just can’t say no. You were planning on jumping him the second he got through the door anyway, what was the harm in pointing a camera at the bed. So you nod and a huge smile breaks out on his face.

“Let me get changed, I may as well be in something sexy don’t you think?”

His eyes bulge out as you speak, as you turn to walk towards the bedroom he calls out after you.

“The red one! I mean— could you? Put on that red set I like? Please?” he tries to look a little less eager as if he hadn’t given himself away already.

“You got it baby” you call back, rooting the underwear out from your drawer. You head into the bathroom to get changed, leaving him to set up.

When Spencer finally joins you in the bedroom, camera situated on its tripod, pointed right at the bed, he’s already undressed. Laying on the bed in nothing but his briefs, his hair already messy, no doubt from how fast he pulled off his sweater.

His jaw drops when he sees you, as though you’ve never worn this exact set in front of him before.

“Fuck baby” he looks you up and down, taking you all in. “Come here” he commands and you walk towards the bed.

“Is that recording already?” You point to the camera and he nods.

You make a production of it once you’re sure you’re within the frame. Climbing onto the bed on all fours, pushing your ass out and up just a little, accentuating the curve of your back for the camera, for future Spencer.

You crawl towards him, tossing a leg either side of him so that you can straddle his lap, leaning in close to place a sloppy kiss on his lips before trailing your mouth down along his neck, his collarbones, his chest. Sliding down his body until you were nestled between his legs, gently teasing him over his boxers with your lips.

“Already so hard for me?” You ask, looking up at him, he always thought you looked so beautiful from this angle.

“Uh huh, thought about you non stop” he moans out,

“And what did you think about?” You tease him, your fingers coming up to graze the little wet patch on his briefs. You pull down the elastic, pulling his already hard cock out with your hand, gently squeezing it.

“Did you think about this?” you ask, pumping it up and down gently, looking up at him again and he’s nodding, “or maybe” you pull a face like you’re thinking before you bring your lips down, so tantalizingly close to the top of his cock, “was it this you thought about?”

Before he can answer you’re sinking down on him, your lips sealed around him as you push down. Taking his cock in as far as it’ll go, just until it hits the back of your throat and you can feel the tears welling in your eyes.

He starts to moan, soft and quiet, almost whimpers. So you pull off, looking up at him with a mock disappointment.

“You’re gonna have to moan louder than that if you want the camera to hear you baby” you scold him before you’re back on him, licking a stripe up the underside of his cock and then taking it right into the back of your throat again.

This time he’s moaning properly, letting loose, his hands come down to fist in your hair. They’re pulling slightly until they’re yanking you off. The jolt of pain heads straight to your core.

“What’s wrong baby?” you ask with a fake innocence.

“That’s not where I wanna finish” he gasps out, breathing already haggard, but there’s a commanding tone to his words, or maybe just a look on his face that tells you he’s the one in charge now.

“Lay down on your stomach” it’s an order, not a question, so you lay down. You take a moment to figure out your angle and decide to lay down facing the camera. Spencer loved the way you felt when he fucked you from behind. The way he could just get so deep that you’d almost always end up crying. The only downside was the fact that he also loved the faces you made when he was inside you. This time he didn’t have to compromise.

When you lay down you prop your knees up, presenting your ass to him, wiggling your hips slightly as you push them up in the air. Resting your head on your folded arms as you look into the lens.

“That’s a good girl” he says, and you let out a small moan at the praise.

“Same rules apply princess, you gotta keep it nice and loud for me” his hand comes down in a harsh smack against your ass as he speaks. It’s unexpected and you let out a small gasp at the shock.

“Fuck” you whine, “I will Spencer! I’m a good girl!”

With that you feel his fingers tease at your panties, pressing up against the saturated lace between your legs.

“Desperate are we?” He teases, “you’re fucking soaked” he hooks his fingers in the waistband of your panties, pulling them slowly down until he has to yank them roughly off at your knees.

“You’re dripping wet for me” he groans, his hands coming to rest on either side of your hips. You knew what was next so you braced yourself, taking in a deep breath.

He lines himself up behind you before he’s pushing in, giving you no time to adjust. Just thrusting so deep inside you on the first go that you were almost screaming.

“Ah! Fuck! Spencer!” you moan, your hands flying out immidately to grab at the sheets.

“Your little pussy’s so fucking tight” he groans, his hands digging into your hips so firmly, keeping you exactly where he wanted to while the rest of your body all but melted into the bed.

He starts to move right away, his hips rocking back and forth, thrusting in and out of you so impossibly deep each time.

“Feels so—fuck ah! Spencer! Your cock feels so good” your whimpering, a few stray tears already escaping down your cheeks.

Your instinct is to bury your face in the bedsheets, but that would only muffle your cries.

Spencer’s not holding back either, his harsh pants are only interrupted by a string of expletives, growls and moans as he fucks in and out of you roughly. The wet sounds of his cock working in and out of your cunt, the skin of his hips at is meets your ass all coupled with his perfect little moans is sending you so completely over the edge now.

“Fuck Spencer I’m— I can’t—” you’re whimpering, desperate and pathetic in his grip.

“What’s the problem, can’t take it princess? Thought you were a good girl?” He’s teasing you as you squirm and moan around him, so painfully close.

He takes one hand hand off your hip before roughly bringing it down with in a hard slap against your ass. The pain just amplifies the pleasure and you’re desperate now.

A second later you’re cumming around him as he works in and out of you. Your knees would go out from under you if he wasn’t holding you so tight, continuing to fuck in and out of you until he was spilling inside you himself.

Collapsing gently against your back for a moment he gathers himself just enough to pull out of you slow and steady before you’re both collapsing on the matress, completely spent.

“Do you think that’ll keep you satiated for a while?” you ask with a chuckle, your breathing ragged, chest heaving. And he looks no better when you glance over to him.

“Not even close”

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Mother doesn’t know best (one-shot)

Regulus Black AU 

Summary:  Walburga upsets Regulus. You will always be there to pick up the pieces.

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader 

Rating: M- smut

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You could tell from the moment that Regulus walked through the door that he was in a hell of a mood. It didn’t take the two of you to be together for so long to know when he was in a horrible mood. You couldn’t help but be curious about exactly what Walburga did to piss your lover off so badly.

Regulus took his coat off and let it drop to the floor. Normally he would have neatly put the garment back in the closet. Regulus hated wrinkles and would have a fit if his coat had the slightest wrinkle on it. You would spend hours listening to him bitch about how annoying and sloppy wrinkles were.

You didn’t say anything as he sat down on the sofa and stared at the TV with a glare on his face. That look...you knew that look very well. Any time that Regulus was the least bit displeased THAT was the look that you saw on him.

Giving Regulus a few moments to cool off, you hung up his coat before turning around. Regulus’ grey eyes were still locked on the television. You crawled behind Regulus and wrapped your arms around him from behind. Normally you cuddling Regulus was enough to calm him down from whatever stupidity that his parents had caused.

Touching was your method of providing him comfort. It had been from the moment that the two of you had become a couple. While you came from a family that wasn’t the least bit hesitant to show each other love and affection, Regulus didn’t. The poor boy was touch starved from the moment that he was born. At first, Regulus was hesitant about returning a hug or letting you snuggle him. It only took a month for Regulus to enjoy the cuddles enough to be wrapping himself around you at any spare moment.

You snuggled your face against Regulus’ shoulder. He didn’t say a word as you proceeded to pepper his neck with kisses.

“Want to tell me what’s eating you?”

Regulus groaned but didn’t say anything. Mentally shrugging, you continued to kiss the same path over and over before getting brave and biting down on his earlobe. Regulus wiggled himself loose and rolled his eyes.

“Just stop, would you?”

Had he not been in the mood from hell, Regulus would have seen how stunned and baffled that you looked. You looked as if you had been knocked off of your imaginary unicorn. Regulus turned and walked out the door to the back garden leaving you blinking after him.

This had been the first time that Regulus remotely took his frustrations out on you. Normally that was never an option. It wasn’t your place to take the blame for his issues “whatever they were.”

You didn’t move to go after Regulus. When he was ready to talk about whatever it was that he was going through...he would come to you.

An hour later, you sat on the couch reading a book that you had borrowed from Remus. You were so lost in the story that you hadn’t noticed that Regulus walked back in. You also didn’t notice the embarrassed expression on his face. Truth was, Regulus felt awful. You didn’t deserve him taking his frustrations out on you. It wasn’t your problem that his mother knew how to suck the life out of anyone within five minutes.

Regulus wasn’t about to tell you that the reason that he was so pissy was because of his mother’s insistence that the two of you produce an heir. You didn’t need to spend the evening and the next few days wondering if you were “good enough” to be his wife. Regulus would stop that from happening at all costs.

As Far as Walburga was concerned, it didn’t matter that Regulus told her that you weren’t physically able to do that. Walburga didn’t seem to understand the words “it will not be happening.” Regulus accepted it and it was time that Walburga did too. If she was so desperate for an heir then she needed to go talk to her eldest son. Regulus assumed that Sirius probably had a few kids running around out there. The way that Sirius “got around” it wouldn’t be surprising if the Black family had multiple new family members that no one knew about.

Regulus waited a few moments for you to say something to him but you didn’t. He smirked when he realized that you didn’t know that he was in the room. Shaking his head, Regulus gently snatched the book away.

“Hey!”

You whined. Regulus gave you a smile before kneeling down in front of you.

“Hi.”

You reached out to stroke your fingers through his hair.

“Hi... I suppose that you are having a bad day?”

You said softly. Regulus nodded, taking his hand in your and kissing each fingertip.

“Something like that. Mum knows how to suck the life force right out of you. It's no wonder my father is nothing but a glorified statue.”

“Wanna talk about it?”

Regulus shook his head. You didn’t expect him to be wanting to talk about whatever it was that Walburga had done. Regulus was never much of a talker when it came to his family. He would put the issue away in an expertly secretive little file in his mind only for it to never be seen or heard about again.

“Would you rather me take your pants off?”

Regulus’ grey eyes rolled up at the prospect of sex. This didn’t surprise you. As much as you wanted to make a comment about Regulus not being so different from Sirius; you decided not to. If you wanted to make your lover feel better comparing Regulus to his brother was not a good idea.

“That sounds nice.”

Regulus replied. He stood up and offered his hand to pull you up from the sofa.

“Bed or here?”

You asked. It didn’t matter to you where the sex would take place. The two of you seemed to have sex wherever the mood would hit.

“Bed.”

Regulus commented before picking you up and carrying you into the next room. He closed the door with his foot before gently sitting you down. You stayed in the same place as Regulus began unzipping your dress. His fingers expertly tugged the zipper down toward your bottom. Regulus wanted nothing more than to tug the fabric off of you but he knew that would get him nowhere except a shopping trip to buy a new dress. The last thing that he wanted was to spend the evening stuck in a dress shop with other husbands who were bored out of their minds. Regulus would rather be feeding you his cock instead.

The moment your dress hit the floor, you turned in Regulus’ arms and pressed your lips to his. The kiss was the same as always...sweet and timid at first before moving to fiery and possessive. You internally smiled at the memory of the first kiss that Regulus had given you. He had been so timid and embarrassed at first. Now he didn’t care where the hell that the two of you were. When he wanted a kiss your lips were his for the taking.

“What?”

Regulus questioned as you started unbuttoning his shirt and tugging the garment out of his slacks. You shook your head with an innocent smile and kissed his chin once more.

“Nothing. Can’t I smile when I kiss you?”

Regulus rolled his eyes.

“There is no such thing as nothing with you. Good try though, sugar. Now, what do you want me to do to you?”

You sat down on the bed before reaching out to unbuckle Regulus’ belt. That was a silly question for him to ask. Regulus was always the more dominant in the bedroom. You assumed this question was always to see how interested you were in what he had to offer.

“Such a silly question, love. I know what you want.”

You replied, running a hand up Regulus’ now obvious erection. He bit his lip as you finally wrapped your mouth around his length.

“I suppose you do know.”

Regulus commented as his eyes fluttered closed. You opened your eyes for a brief moment to see the ecstasy on your lover’s face. Again, you internally smiled at the memory of the first blow job that you had given Regulus. How he lasted a whole five minutes was still amusing to you. The poor love was so embarrassed at the coming so quickly and kept offering promises that once he was inside of you he could definitely last longer.

As the years progressed, Regulus gained an iron grasp on his orgasm. You often found yourself begging him to come already because your jaws or your pussy was so sore from “activities” that you needed a break. There were only a few ways to make him come super quick and he refused to talk about them. Your personal favorite was giving him an inconspicuous handjob at bad times. The most memorable was a few weeks ago at dinner with Walburga, Orion, and a few of the other Black family members. You smiled at the memory…

It was another boring dinner or listening to Walburga and Orion talk about how wonderful their family was. You sat beside Regulus as the dutiful sweet little wife that he adored so much. The less that you caught Walburga’s attention the better. Regulus hadn’t said much that evening. Granted, he normally didn’t say much around his parents. He had learned years ago to keep his trap shut.

As Walburga started talking about Christmas plans, you let your eyes fall to Regulus’ lap. Now would be the perfect time for a handjob. You knew Regulus probably wouldn’t think so. Your prim and proper lover still didn’t exactly love the idea of public displays of affection. A handjob and him coming in front of his family would be a huge “hell no.”

You let your eyes flutter to Regulus’ face. He sat watching his mother with a bored expression on his handsome face. Regulus clearly had not picked up on your playful smile and for this you were thrilled. As carefully as possible, you scooted your chair closer to Regulus.

The moment your fingers stroked over his cock, Regulus’ eyes turned to you. He gave you a warning expression that said “not now” but you weren’t going to listen. So what if he spanked you later? You would have some fun at the time being. You only blinked at Regulus before continuing to lightly stroke your fingertips over his hardening cock. Regulus reached down and wrapped his hand around yours. You assumed that he was going to shove you away but he didn’t. Instead, he forced your hand open to palm him under the table cloth.

Regulus pressed his lips together as you got braver and began unbuttoning his dress pants.

“Y/n, no...please.”

Regulus whispered in your direction. You gave him a playful smirk before wrapping your hand around his length. Regulus discreetly put his hand over his mouth obviously hoping that his parents would assume that he was carefully considering their words. Little did they know what you were actually doing to their youngest son.”

Regulus rocking his hips pulled you from the memory. He whined when you let his cock drop from your mouth. Sitting up a bit straighter, you placed a kiss to his hip bone.

“Want to take me?”

“That’s a dumb question.”

Regulus said as he gently pushed you back on the bed. You knew that he wasn’t going to just shove in. That was for inexperienced kids. He always left you needy and soaking the sheets before ever considering pushing inside of you.

He gently stroked his left hand between your bodies to stroke your pussy. Regulus groaned feeling how wet you were. He knew to expect it but it was always such a pleasant surprise. His middle finger effortlessly slipped inside your opening leaving you gasping his name. Regulus continued to tease you for a few moments. One finger became two. Two fingers were pushing in as deep as possible. He scissored and pumped you to orgasm twice. Each time, as your orgasm approached, Regulus stopped moving. His grey eyes were locked on your face and a small smirk played at his lips. Regulus knew how to drive you wild just as you knew how to push him over the edge.

“Need you now.”

You whimpered as Regulus curled his fingers. If Regulus continued to tease you like this there was no way that you would last long. To your relief, he seemed to want sex as badly as you did. Both of you sighed the moment that he pushed inside of you.

“Take it all, sugar.”

Regulus ordered, trying his hardest to resist the urge to start fucking you as if he was a careless teenager. He stopped himself each time. You didn’t deserve just to have a sloppy mess made out of your pussy. Despite this being about him, Regulus would make sure that you were taken care of. The words “happy wife, happy life” could have never been more accurate.

The soft gentle lovemaking turned hungry and desperate within seconds. You reached up to wrap your arms around Regulus’ shoulders as his skin slapped against yours. The feeling of Regulus’ cock sliding in and out of you before filling you to the hilt was enough to make you want to come alone. Your body twitched involuntarily as the arousal became more intense. Suddenly you felt your body lingering on the edge of orgasm.

“Please don't stop. Please don’t stop.”

You chanted over and over. You were trembling all over as the pleasure exploded. Regulus moaned loudly. The feeling of your body strangling his cock was enough to bring him over the edge. He knew that this wasn’t going to last long from the get-go. Regulus stopped thrusting almost instantly. You could feel his cock throbbing inside of you for a few moments before filling you.

Regulus was the first to break away. He stroked his finger over your nose before lying down beside you. You didn’t fight as he pulled you into his arms.

“Do you feel better?”

You asked, yawning. Regulus nodded and kissed your head.

“You always make me feel better. Maybe a small nap is in order?”

You didn’t argue as you wrapped your arm around Regulus’ body a bit more tightly and prepared for a nap (and round two). Before falling asleep you made a mental note to thank Walburga for whatever it was that she did to him. You would assure her that you were there to calm her baby boy down...just as you always would be.

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