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[daisynik7]

[M4F] Husband Catches You Listening to Audio P*rn, Teaches You a Lesson [Soft Mdom] [Established Relationship] [Mild Degradation] [Praise] [Overstimulation] [Multiple Orgasms] [Creampie]

Pairing: husband!Nanami x f!reader

Word Count: ~2.6k

cw: established relationship, p*rn no plot, smut – PIV sex (cowgirl), sex toys, mutual masturbation, fingering, cunnilingus, sex without a condom, creampie, overstimulation, soft dom!Nanami, breeding kink, mild degradation (use of slut and whore), praise, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, pet names (honey, sweetie, sweetheart, princess, baby)

Summary: Nanami comes home early from his business trip and catches you doing something naughty in your bedroom. Author’s Note: Inspired by all the audio porn VAs that I listen to! Special shoutout to @mrsackermannx for raving about AugustInTheWinter with me. If you have not listened to him yet, PLEASE check him out, he’s incredible. Also, I’m clearly very delulu for Nanami currently, considering this is the third piece I’ve written for him within a week, but hey, this is my outlet! So I hope you enjoy! MDNI divider created by @/cafekitsune. Likes, reblogs, and/or comments are always appreciated, thank you for reading!

Your skin is sweltering against the sheets, sweat damp on your forehead and neck. Thighs are apart, vibrator buzzing on your clit, sleek with lube and arousal. You’re home alone; Nanami doesn’t return until tomorrow morning. Still, the thought of the audio porn playing on speaker makes you shy, so you have both earbuds in, listening to the sultry tones of your favorite voice actor moaning expletives directly into your ear. Such a good girl, oh fuck. You feel so good, sweetheart. Take that cock for me. You are so fucking tight, holy shit. The added sound effects of thwapping and wet squelches in the background immerse you into a state of erotic bliss, gushing for the second time tonight from the sensation of the toy pulsing on your throbbing bud.

“What do we have here?”

You jolt up when you hear your husband’s voice from the doorway, startled to see him standing there, leaning against the frame with a serious look on his face. His spectacles are on, covering his eyes, which you can tell are boring into you in this lewd position. 

Popping your headphones off, you hide the vibrator under the pillow, as if he hasn’t already caught you red-handed. Closing your legs, you bat your eyelashes, feigning an innocent expression. “Honey! What are you doing here?” More heat rushes into your cheeks, scorching hot from your recent orgasm and current embarrassment.  

He steps forward, sitting at the far edge of the bed, avoiding your gaze by staring at the floor, acting disappointed. “I managed to catch an earlier flight. Wanted to surprise you.” Dramatic, he turns to face you, eyes narrowed through his tinted lenses. “It appears that I am the one being surprised.” 

Biting your lip to hold back your laughter, you crawl towards him, naked from the waist down, your panties discarded on the floor near his feet. He’s not actually upset; having been together long enough and in tune with each other’s emotions, you can tell that he isn’t seriously mad at you. This is a role he indulges in occasionally: stoic, strict husband with a mean streak when things don’t go his way. And you know exactly where this will lead to, so naturally, you play along. “I’m sorry, sweetie. I didn’t think you would be coming home tonight. I just thought I’d have a little bit of fun.” You massage his shoulders, nuzzling your face to his nape, giving him a loud smooch. 

He shifts around in the bed, confronting you. “What were you listening to?” There’s legitimate curiosity in his voice, and now genuine guilt builds in your chest upon his question. 

You swallow hard, anxious to admit the truth, too ashamed to lie to him. “Um, I was listening to porn. Audio porn.”

He raises a brow at you, confused. Then, he says, “Let me hear it.”

Reluctantly, you reach for your phone on the nightstand, resuming from where you paused. Wet slaps blare through the speaker, then a man’s voice, moaning, “Ah fuck, let me hear you. Let me hear you moan on my cock. Let me hear you take this cock. Yeah, like that baby, take it just like that.” 

You bury your head in your hands, absolutely mortified as the pornographic dialogue continues. The audio comes to a halt when Nanami stops it, silently tapping at the screen. You’re still hiding in disgrace, squeezing your legs together tightly to conceal the evidence of your supposed sin. The tension is palpable, with neither of you speaking or making any sudden movements. You’re dying to know what he’s thinking, simultaneously terrified of his judgement. 

He clears his throat; you peek through your fingers to catch him loosening his tie around his collar, removing the glasses from his face. He’s blushing, brows tight with contemplation. “Did you come to this?” he asks, almost breathless. 

You lower your hands, fisting them into the sheets beneath you, nodding. Anticipating. 

“Show me,” he demands, eyes at your lap. Too eagerly do you spread your legs, displaying your sopping cunt to him, staring at his lips part slightly, a barely audible growl resounding within his throat. Your uneasiness gradually slips into arousal, aching to be touched, even punished, by your formidable husband. He bows, licking his mouth, inspecting you like prey he’s about to devour. Flicking his eyes to yours, he mutters, “You’re a dirty slut for listening to this filth. Have you no shame?” He kneels before you, unbuttoning his dress shirt, exposing the white tee underneath. Chiseled chest and abs carved into the fabric like fucking marble. 

Losing composure, you blurt out, “No shame, absolutely none. I’m fucking filthy.” Your pussy aches, toes clenched, thrilled. 

“I can’t stand you listening to another man’s voice while you get off. It makes me sick thinking about it. Makes my blood fucking boil.” His tone is menacing in way that titillates every inch of your skin, has you shuddering from the low growl at the end of each sentence. 

“Are you going to punish me?” you goad, saliva collecting on your tongue, heavy with lust.

“I can think of something better.” Reaching for your phone, he navigates through it, finding your voice recorder app. He taps on the big red button, setting it beside you. “From now on, you only come to my voice. Got it?”

You swallow hard, almost chocking on your spit when you respond, “Yes. Yes, baby.”

He grins, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he cups your cheek tenderly. “Good girl.” His thumb traces the outline of your parted lips, your mouth inviting him in. But he doesn’t, leaning back on his wrists, observing you with the obvious bulge protruding from his slacks. “Get that vibrator. Show me how you do it.”

Obeying, you search for it under the pillow, retrieving it to rub the tip up and down your folds, finger on the trigger. “There you go,” he encourages, a cocky smirk on his face, slowly unbuckling the belt around his waist, sliding it from the loops and tossing it aside. “Tease it a little before you turn it on. Make sure it’s exactly where you want it.” 

You tap the toy on your swollen bud, already sensitive from your earlier climax. You meet his gaze, waiting for a signal. He slides out of his pants and briefs, revealing his erection sprung against his belly. Before he does anything else, he grabs your phone and sets it on the bed between you. Palming his length, he grins. “Go ahead.” 

What a fucking menace he can be.

Pushing the button, the vibrator immediately pulsates on you, causing you to twitch from the intense sensation. He watches, fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking himself, thumb grazing the slit. “Look at you. My gorgeous girl,” he purrs. “My perfect angel with the prettiest pussy. Can’t wait to stretch you open with this cock. Bury myself deep inside you. Fill you up with my cum.”

“Fuck, Kento,” you whimper, pressing the fluttering tip firmer, sweat beginning to bead on your forehead. You’ve always loved his hands; how pristine they are with his knuckles tight on his skin. Large, strong, then rough on the pads of his fingers from hard work and constant use. They’re even prettier in a fist surrounding his cock, wrist jerking hastily, precum glistening at the tip. Your entire focus is on him touching himself while he watches you do the same, the toy’s low hum enhanced when it’s snugly nestled to your clit. 

“You like it when I talk nasty to you, huh?” he huffs, readjusting himself nearer to you. He’s so close, you can practically feel the tip of his cock at your quivering pussy. “Is it better than listening to your ridiculous pornography?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” you whine, jutting your hips out, attempting to close the gap. 

“Unlike them, I can actually touch you,” he muses, his tip teasing your entrance. “I can do whatever I want, whatever you want. They don’t get to fuck this sweet cunt like I get to. They don’t get to taste you the way I do.” 

Suddenly, he grabs the vibrator from your grasp, shutting it off and setting it back under the pillow. He shifts down the bed, positioning his head between your thighs, diving in tongue first onto your puffy clit. Pleasure resonates from your core throughout your limbs, legs shaky and mind hazy as he slobbers all over you, covering your bud in his frothy spit. It’s sloppy, salacious, straight up nasty. After only a few strokes of his tongue, it’s already enough to send you into your third orgasm of the night, more powerful than the first two combined when you were alone. 

You’d be a fool to expect him to let up after coming once with him; still, it shocks you when he doesn’t stop. He latches to you harder, suckling on your sensitive clit until it’s plump between his glossy lips and you’re crying out, “Too much!” overstimulated and spasming above him. Sometimes, when he’s in one of these moods, he forgets his own virility, always so keen on making you orgasm multiple times in one go. Tonight, he forgets that you had already been prepping yourself since earlier. With a gentle kiss, he relents, indulging in his work by running his tongue along your gushing pussy, drinking up your cum. He reaches for his cock, stiff between his stomach and the bedsheets under him. On his knees, he returns to his spot from earlier, stroking his cock with the tip just barely in your entrance. 

You’re absolutely spent, but you yearn for him inside you, desperate to be filled with his load. “Come in me, baby,” you beg, gripping his wrist to pull him closer. “Fuck me.” 

He lets out a disapproving tsk, shaking his head. “Not yet, princess. You have to be patient. We’re just getting started,” he smirks, stroking himself faster. “Are you just so fucking needy for my cum?” You nod erratically, tempted to thrust yourself onto him. 

“Then beg for it,” he orders, sliding his cock the slightest bit further inside you. “Convince me that you deserve it.”

Understanding what he wants, you retrieve your little toy again, rubbing small circles with it on your bud, smearing whatever is left of your orgasm around it. “Please, Kento. Please. I need it. I need it.”

The sight of you like this has him dangling on the very edge, so close to climax. “Turn it on,” he demands. You do, the buzz electrifying all the nerves in your body yet again. You chant his name over and over until he shoots insides you, spurts of opaque cum flooding your pussy. “Yes, yes. Good girl. Take that fucking cum. Take all of it. Fuck.” His voice is hushed, breathy and trembling from the high. 

You stop the vibrator, tossing it to the floor carelessly. Nanami crawls next to you, cradling you in his arms. With a kiss to your forehead, he whispers, “Are you okay?” 

You smile, turning to face him, nuzzling his chest. “Of course.”

He caresses your face, trailing down your body to rest his hand at your waist. He glances at your phone beside you. “We’re still recording, you know.”

You giggle. “And…?”

He kisses you softly, tongue flitting past your lips, guiding you flat on your back, spreading your legs apart. “I’m not done with you yet.” His hand glides to your loins, toying with your swollen clit before teasing your entrance, brimming with his creampie. “Can you still take it, sweetheart?”

You nod, breath hitching, cuddling closer to him. Smiling sweetly at you, he eases a finger in, cum overflowing your pussy and trickling out from your slit. He slides in another easily, stretching you open, a whine escaping you. His mouth is hot on your ear. “You love this, don’t you? Me finger fucking my cum deeper inside you. Taking it like an obedient whore.” He picks up the pace, your cunt clenching his digits. “I’m going to get you pregnant tonight. Breed you, make you mine. You want that, sweetie?” His fingers writhe inside you, hitting that sweet spot repeatedly until you’re tight around him, ready for another orgasm. At this point, you’ve stopped keeping count, lost in a sex-fueled craze instigated by your husband. 

“Yes, Kento. Give it to me. I want it. I want it so bad.” You notice he’s hard again, his erection stiffening against your leg. Reaching for him, you rub your hand on his length, feeling it twitch from your touch.

“Fuck,” he groans, pulling out from you. He sits up, back to the headboard, beckoning. “Get on my lap. Hurry,” he urges, hoisting you towards him. You straddle him, guiding his cock to your entrance. “Sink down on it. There we go,” he instructs, eyes wide, desperation etched in his tone. He needs this just as much as you do, and it drives you wild. You follow his command, lowering yourself onto him, his dick sliding in smoothly, bottoming out. “That’s my good girl. Fuck. You’re so good to me. So fucking good to me.”

You start riding him the way he likes, your ass slapping loudly on his thighs. He’s moaning endlessly, throwing in the occasional fuck and pet name as he grips your hips, bouncing you on his cock. You wrap your arms around his neck to keep steady, holding him tightly. “Want your cum,” you manage to utter, enraptured in the scorching pleasure he surrounds you in. 

He's fucking up into you, feet planted at the end of the bed. The mattress creaks with every thrust of his cock. In a huffy breath, he says, “Milk it out of me, honey. Milk me fucking dry. You can do it sweetheart; I know you can.” The praise encourages you to ride him faster, rougher, your bodies in tandem, springing on the bed, moaning into each other’s mouth with a passionate kiss. 

Soon, he pulsates inside you, stuffing you even fuller with his cum. You climax once more, gripping his cock with your fluttering pussy. He cradles you in a cozy embrace, catching his breath, nuzzling his nose to your chest. You giggle, running you fingers through his hair, smooching the top of his head. “You okay?” you ask, wiping the perspiration from his forehead.

He nods, exhaling deeply. “Just let me hold you. Need to calm down.”

You laugh, amused by his current state of post-coital euphoria. Fetching the phone teetering precariously at the edge of the bed now, you tap on the red button to stop the recording. Seeing this, he mentions, “You know I don’t actually mind you listening to that kind of stuff, right?” 

You smile, noticing the guilt in his voice, massaging his back. “I know, honey. I know you don’t.”

He squeezes you, taking a deep breath. “Okay, good. Just want to make that clear.”

You cup his cheek, thumb caressing the stress lines along his face, gradually relaxing to your touch. “If it makes you feel any better, I’d much rather listen to this than some stranger on the Internet.”

Chuckling, he replies. “Maybe it makes me feel a little bit better.” He snuggles closer to you, hugging you tight, reluctant to let you go. Eventually, the two of you slip beneath the covers, getting comfortable with Nanami spooning you from behind.  

You glance at the screen, showing the several minute long recording and the play button adjacent to it, ready to be tapped. “So,” you start, craning your neck to smirk at him. “Should we give it a listen?”

He returns your grin, shifting beside you, cock growing hard between your ass cheeks. “Absolutely.”

[signed-loni]

HELLO LOVELY PEOPLE. I was in class today, and yk, i just couldn’t help but be bored and thought to myself “hey, what about head canons for sal and brainiac!y/n?” Good idea if i do say so myself! I also thought about whether it should be todds sister, but i changed my mind since idk i just, idk. SOOOO HERES THATT and enjoy! :)

(Lets just appreciate this amazing work. Truly, props to the artist this is so, yes.) (@paint_soda on ig!)

How it happened HCs

Tbh, the school didn’t see this coming. A brainiac with a person like sal? No one saw it coming, not even Larry, and Larry knows everything about his best friend. From his measurements (not like that) to his least favorite kind of pasta

and you didn’t really see it coming either! You honestly just fell really hard one day because sal got one of the hardest questions you’ve come upon, right, before you

You gotta say, you’re a sucker for the smart ones

While you’ve never seen his face, you have seen him around school with his small group of friends

You have your little clique, but recently, they’ve been shit talking you.

Saying things about you, calling you names and starting rumors, things like slut and whore being tossed around since one of your friends ex boyfriend had a crush on you

Youre not the kind of stereotypical nerd. Oh no, you arent.

You are most definitely not

Sal fell for you, mostly because of YOUR brains to

He likes that in a person. Someone who’s pretty, and smart!? He’s on the floor.

General relationship HCs

You don’t know how to explain it, well you do, but you always say it in the same way

Sal is the best boyfriend ever.

Sal knows everything thing about you, and you know everything about him

He knows your least favorite way to solve a problem for goodness sake

He knows the way you play with your fingers when your focusing on finding the solution to a question

He knows how you sit when you’re uncomfortable

He knows everything

You know almost the same amount he knows about you, about him

You know how he hold onto his pigtails when he’s afraid, you know how insecure he is about his face

He’s glad he’s dating someone like you. Its not like he’s dumb or anything, but he knows you definitely helped Larry, and he knows that he helped you get out of your toxic friend group.

You don’t talk about it much, but he knows

He’s seen it

He’s seen them look at you and him holding hands in the hallways, he’s seen them whisper to each other while looking at you, laughing to themselves.

It makes him mad

You always tell him your a big girl and can handle it, but he knows it kills you to see your once friends, now hate you because of one silly thing

If having rizz was a crime, you would be arrested

Cause MAN can you make sal FLUSTERED

The compliments, the PDA, the PINKY HOLDING. Sal has stopped working once you hold his pinky for the first time

He doesn’t mind holding hands, but you know he prefers pinkies.

Its amazing how you don’t react when seeing his face to him. Larry didn’t react, but he barely got to see. You got to see for a full minute. And sal thought you hated him because of how much you didnt react

Which sounds silly, but to him, it wasnt

He thought you hated his face so much, you decided it was to horrid to even comment on

But all those thoughts were cleared when you kissed him

Kissed his lips

Kissed his scars

Kissed him

He knew right then and there, that you were the one for him. His and his only

[soobibabe]

MOA bitchFUL era 6 members - 6 active

yeonjun: GUYS SOMEONE GOT FUCKING PRoPOSED TO INFRONT OF ME yeonjun changed group's name to "moa bitchFUL era"

taehyun: thats nice. good for them. yeonjun: AT SEND OFF? ??? I THOUGHT MOAS WERE LIKE US??? you: bitchless? yeonjun: YES? WHAT HAPPENED TO TOGETHERNESS? kai: no you've got a point

soobin: that's crazy me personally if someone proposed to me in front of bebe rexha I would looking at them with a blank expression and ask "who dis?" ngl beomgyu: don't speak, peasant soobin: ? you: what's up with you two? kai: soobins is in another dating scandal with the same guy as last time and beomgyus mad because (a) soobin didn't deny it (b) he didn't tell any of us and (c) the week prior, they were on another bromance trip again :3

yeonjun: ik its pride month, and I'm happy for you beomgyu or condolences BUT WE AS A COLLECTIVE NEED TO PREPARE FOR DISASTER! CRISIS! SSSSOOOSSS beomgyu: kys soobin: im NOT dating Seonghwa, Q, Keonhee or Zhang Hao guys ^.^ kai: WHORE why do you remember all their names you: exactly!!! why do you have other friends Choi Soobin?????? beomgyu: oh but when I say it I'm gay huh 😒 yeonjun: HELLOou*oo))000? ARE WE JUST GOING TO IGnORE THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM? MOA NO BITCHLESS ERA??? beomgyu: you're an elephant in the room taehyun: Oh, dear god. I fear you may actually be onto something yeonjun. What if we lose our fanbase? Should I start posting thirst traps again? Guys seriously. you: NO 🙅‍♀️🚫🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️ we cannot go back to the dark ages PLSLLSLLSLS those tik tok posting schedules era was BRUTAL

yeonjun: Taehyun I love your big sexy wrinkled brain please don't change no jungkook kai: remember that time Namjoon exposed tyun for his JK wallpaper LMAOOOOOOOOOO taehyun: huening kai. kai: apologies. sorrows. soobin: oh my god no yeah pls TAEHYUN U ARE SO RIGHT y/n start first!!! guys!! this is an emergency!!!!!!!!!!!!! you: SHUTUTUT UPPUPPUPU yeonjun: Hes right, youre our main visual

beomgyu: guys if MOA start marrying each other does that mean no more fan service? if so I say lets support the movement!!! SICK and TIRED of seeing those "Y/N MARRY ME" comments on my welives soobin: hey I comment those taehyun: ??? you: well yeonjun: this reminds me of that one time I was on tik tok and a yeonjun x y/n imagine came up about us getting married and leaving txt OH MY GOD WAS THAT GOD FORESHADOWING kai: since when did you believe in god??? yeonjun: GUYS WHAT IF MOAS GETTING MARRIED ACTUALLY MEANS THAT Y/N AND I ARE GETTING MARRIED AND WE'LL LIVE HAPPILY E VER AFTER AND TXT WILL NOT GO EXTINCT AND WE KISS AND WE HOLD HANDS AND ONE DAY WE FALL INLOVE DEADASS AND HAVE 3 KIDS AND WE LIVE TOGETHER FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES AND RAISE LITTLE MODEL FASHION BABIES I CAN STYLE AND THEYD HAVE SUCH GOOD GENES DO YOU SEE THE VISION

beomgyu kicked yeonjun from moa bitchFULL era beomgyu: now that that's over, how about we go get ice cream? taehyun: sure. kai: ICE CREAM >>>.<<< ^////^

soobin: can we add him back i kinda like when he's off his hinges wait yes we can because I'm the leader and I say so HAHA soobin added yeonjun to moa bitchFUL era yeonjun: thanks soobin soobin did you know that I love you you know soobin? soobin kicked yeonjun from moa bitchFUL era soobin: boy wth was that you added yeonjun to moa bitchFUL era you: guys what if I said i have a long term low maintenance long distance low commitment casual boyfriend

you left moa bitchFUL era kai: ????? soobin: there's a g*n in my mouth actually yeonjun: did I just get cheated on? taehyun: wasn't I the long term low maintenance low commitment casual bf? wdym long distance?? kai: ????? x2 beomgyu: ☹️☹️?? I THOUGHT WE WERE SOULMATES?? soobin: ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

A/N: they’re all a little insane in today’s ep. sorry!

[yanderesimp2000]

Extreme Yandere Adam x Fem reader Chap 1/5 Start of your new life !MINORS STAY AWAY!

(hey this is my first post here Just wanna say my english might be bad since I'm from Armenia but I'm excited to post here I USED ALOT OF INSPO FROM OTHER ADAM WRITES TO here are the TWS

Kidnapping, Adam being an incel as usual, threats of violence , Degrading, Manipluation, Violence, Noncon listener, threats of SA ,Gasliting, narcissism and rape if that's not your cup of tea SCROLL

Your are an angel You made it into Heaven recently Heaven would be like a paradise but is kinda like your old life in the big city You have to get a job buy things and Just deal with the classic shit of reality even though your in the FUCKING PROMISELAND

You decided to just be what you did back in Yerevan city and just be a secretary but it was the person to hire you that was strange it was Adam the First man when you met him you expected him to be some wise, kind and Gentle soul but instead you got a creepy, weird man child that you needed to cater to at every Second, Like you could just be standing in Adams office when he says "hey bitch bring me that soda bottle" the bottle was 2 inches out of reach. It seemed like he took pleasure in seeing you be miserable he always said "good girl good good girly" LIKE YOU ARE A FUCKING PET

Every second of your time with Adam was hell he was rude gross and was a FUCKING MISOGYNIST today while you were giving him a back massage he said "yes good girly" again as usual like you were a fucking pet but then he said "that's all you women are good for to serve men" this Made you even more angry but hey the pay is good and that Leeds to today You walk in sad as usual into Adam mansion when he starts making comments about something your already insecure of your wings he rubbed your wings and he then said "heh bitch your wings are so dirty you a fuckin slob yknow that but a hot one at that" he then Grabbed your ass and that's when you broke "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME" you yelled "I QUIT" you then storm of and back into your apartment crying about the insult of your wings and just fed up in general But that's when you get a text from Adam he always texted you when you were working for him but you quit it read "You really thought you could leave me you DUMB WHORE I treated you soo well I gave you everything you could of wanted and this I how you repay me I don't even need you you stupid fucking slut"

You were used to Adams shit by now but this this was just something else you text back "Adam stop messaging me Ill be back tomorrow at 10 am to get my stuff from my office and you better not try ANYTHING" he then responds "why would I try to interact with a brain dead whore anyway" that hurts you but you brush it off "being verbally abused by that dickhead isn't worth the pay" you thought before going to sleep

The next day you woke up at your alarm you got dressed but on a casual Black hoodie with Sweat pants because you weren't doing anything today other then going to Adams mansion to pick up your stuff. you flew over to his mansion only A 13 minute fly before landing at the door you were nervous but you knocked you waited and waited until someone opened the door "wow the whore really had the nerve to show her face again' He snarled "well I cant be to mad at you your fucking hot all we have to do to make your perfect is Shave down those ugly wings" he said in a arrogant tone. You walk inside and go to were your stuff is before you hear Adam locking the door 'what the fuck are you doing Adam" you snarl His mask lights up into those annoying little circle eyes he looks like a giddy child

"well I Talked to The big man upstairs if you get what I'm saying and since he would NEVER Say no to his precious Adam his first creation the person who gets ALL his love and affection he said I could keep you since your such a low ranking angel and you have no family in heaven no one will miss you " He still looked like a giddy child while saying this as all of a sudden He pulled out a stunning ring filled with jewelry and gems and luxury "cmere" he says before Walking towards you he towered over you, you were a quite short and small angel being only 5,5 and he was a Huge 13,2 foot angel. " ADAM THIS IS NOT FUNNY" you yelled at him but he said "Bitch? its not supposed to now were gonna cuddle and snuggle because Im feeling lonely and you cant do JACK SHIT" he sounded firm and serious you were scared and try to make a run for it but were tackled down "fuckin bitch your not escapin" he said before tossing you over his shoulders and taking you into his room upstairs and throwing you onto the bed before "cuddling" with you which was more like Wrestling a teddy bear he managed to restrain you with ease and he giggles "I love small girls like you so short and weak easy for me to... Manhandle" he says in an ominous tone you keep squirming and this just makes him giggle "so feisty" he says "don't worry my little Slut I'll fix you sooner or later I'll break your brain down till its just mush then I'll rebuild it to my liking and then you'll be loyal to me just me unlike those last 2 whores I married ill make sure you never leave" he says in a low coo ''i don't like you adam' you hissed he then got surprised "oh talking back to me don't you know who I am Im Adam the first man and your my new Wife you were created from my fucking rib you have to that me for your existance Im a superior being and your just my Wife you should me grateful so many people would beg to be in my presence and your trying to leave it ungrateful whore" he hissed as he started down at you you noticed he was starting to undress first his shirt then his pants then his Underwear but he kept that stupid mask on

His dick is fucking massive it was huge or maybe you are just small but damn and around it is just a bush of his grey hair He even has a piercing on his cock and his dad Bod OMG but as much as you hate it he was hot "like what you see" Adam teased you try to squirm away only angering him Well if your gonna resist I guess I'm gonna have to fuck that tiny pussy lose he said eagerly before starting to Teasing his cock around the hole "sh sh sh sh sh shhhh let it happen" Adam cooed "your my new wife you like this you have to your just in denial" he giggled before saying "Oh your sooo small My dick might kill you I bet I'd bet I'm like I don't know fucking 11 feet taller then you and my dick is huger then anything I've bet you've seen" he teased while rubbing his cock at the entrance of your pussy "damn it I just cant hold back" Adam yelled "p-p-please stop Adam" you whimpered but it just turned him on more as he said "going in bitch" suddenly you feel his entire dick in you it was huge and painful you were not enjoying yourself but Adam was "f-fuck babe I'm fucking you loose" he laughed as he kept fucking me so hard I felt like I was gonna throw up blood and organs he rearranged with every thrust it felt like a new bone in your body was being reangared you tried to flap your useless little wings which just made him think you were even more about how precious you are "that's so cute the only thing I dislike about you is your wings they get in my way might have to clip your wings soon" he teased scaring you He kept thrusting and more and more got hurt the more you pleaded whimpered yelped winces or squealed the more turned on he got as he was thrusting he laughed at the bulge in your stomach from his dick "it went to far in you really do like this ya whore"

You let out a whimper when he said that and that was the turning point he said "f-fuckkkkk I'm cummingim cumming" before long ropes of the warm jizz entered your pussy "yeah get pregnant bitch that's your only purpose breeding machines for men" he said at you and said let me clean myself up He then gets a rag and clean you and him up before seeming to get more gentle

"look I'm sorry when I get horny I go feral this is not how I am most of the time your just so fucking hot I just c-cant control myself" he said while cuddling you "I love you I really do and this world is cruel you have no family here no friends Nobody I'm the only one you have so im taking you under my wing figurative and literally" he said laughing since he tucked you in between his warm chubby chest and his soft comforting wings he then gets really soft and says "I've seen you on your own and your in so much danger so many people will try to take advantage of you and you have nobody to run to but me so I take it as my duty to protect you and coddle you like the cute little toy your are" he says that in a low coo while petting you his soft voice seemingly temporally calming you down you start to stop Wriggle and start giving up and snuggling into him causing him to turn bright red "their ya go girlly your a good little Beliver right so you should worship me if it wasn't for me you would not me alive you would not of been a thought you have to thank me for everything and disobeying me is just like spitting in the face of God it will get you banished to rot in hell ya get that" he pats your head as you cuddle into his chest since he's so big you look like a little housecat on his chest ''thats it just let my voice soothe you to sleep once you wake up tomorrow your life will be soon much better he teased as you snuggle against his body "nighty nighty" he says before you drift off to sleep

[starryficsfinishwen]

✧!。◟[kinktober 2023] ꜱᴡɪᴍ — PGR & GI x reader [week 4]

you picked a dance with the devil and you lucked out

a.n. - heuheu writing this entirely while I'm at a salon, waiting until my hair is finally dyed LOL. ended up finishing this half asleep as well, so I'm sorry to the parts down below if they were full of mispells. this has been a wild month, trying to keep up with real life responsibilities and writing this at the same time. it was hard but everyone's support and interaction kept me going, so I'm super super thankful for your endless support and likes/shares/comments!! I wuv u all <3 p.s. - I could take all 5 of them. I didn't say in a fight.

pairings - gray raven [lee, m!shikikan] & fontaine men [neuvillette, wriothesley, lyney] x fem!reader

kinktober masterlist

warnings - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. NSFW THEMES AHEAD: virginity loss, sex toys, exhibitionism, cockwarming, power play, mutual masturbation, marking, use of derogatory terms (whore), use of pet names (princess, pet), undertones of yandere themes? (lyney)

! — Lee: Hyperreal [ first time + virginity loss ]

A soft, desperate plea of your name from Lee's lips is driving you insane.

Picture this: sunset slips through the windows, draping orange and red hues all over his body. Some of its delicate light spills to you, all over your bare shoulders and breasts, but his lips find refuge in these spaces. Incessant hands tangle lazily in each other's bodies, yours wrapped around his neck, and him in the dip of your hips.

Lee— your Lee— kisses the skin in your shoulder, between your clavicle, in the part of your neck that you were once scared to show; and you— you are his— kiss the crown of his head, fingers now lacing the threads of his hair. You revel in his groans and whine as you purposely grind yourself in the tent in his middle, body closer as you sit so, so prettily in his lap.

“[Y/N],” he calls you softly, fingers pressed on your hips, “you're teasing me...”

“Can't help it,” you murmured, enamored in his reactions as you continued to grind yourself in the addictive friction, “no, not when you're acting like this,”

He nibbles on your neck as a response, earning a squeak from you. “H-hey!”

He chuckles, the vibrations of his lips tickling your neck, “mm...you were the one who started this...”

“Is it my fault,” you hold a whimper when you feel the outline of his cock find your protruded clit, a surge of pleasure tingling throughout your body, “when I badly want to touch you like this...”

“God, [Y/N],” he groans more into your neck, trying to pull you even closer, fingers lightly fidgeting with the hook behind your back, “I can't just cum like this...”

You giggle, craning your neck so Lee could kiss you more, “you want to cum, hmm? Why not, I won't judge.”

“N-no...” Your Lee shyly spoke, pulling away to meet you, the flush in his face making your hole flutter around nothing as you hear his next words, “I want to cum with you...”

The throb of your synchronized heartbeats nearly deafens your ears, but you catch on what he whispered as he finally unhooks your bra, “...I want to be inside of you before I cum.”

Who would have thought that your construct— your beloved Lee— would be so bold? He drives you mad, he drives you insane.

He moans your name as you grind on him more, and you whine his own name, your slick dripping through your sad excuse of panties and onto his pants, hurriedly taking off of your bra, “need you, Lee, I need you, too.”

He kisses you with fervor, hands playing with your erect nipples, each kiss swallowing both of your moans. Without missing a beat, he hoists you up with one hand, the other trying to shake off his pants. You are eager to help as well, breaking off the kiss just to help him.

His cock springs free, a beautiful long, red and curvy, with precum already leaking, that it makes you salivate.

You kiss him again, hands fumbling to touch his member, taking in his every reaction. Your saliva webs as you pull away, eagerly looking at his hazy aqua irises, reflecting your own need for this, for him.

“I want you to take my virginity, Lee,” you confessed, the shade of his blush now deeper, a low moan reverberating throughout the room as he digs his fingers into your skin. “I want to be yours...”

“You'll be mine, yes,” he whispers through a kiss, feeling your wet folds as you slowly aligned yourself, his cockhead poking through your cunt, “god, and I'll be yours, [Y/N].”

You sink into his cock halfway through, before twin moans spills from both of your lips. Without breaking eye contact, he thrusts a little more into you, your walls trying to accommodate his member slowly slipping into you.

You whimper his name, slowly fucking yourself through the pain, but immediately surrendering as you felt the pressure down there building oh so well, how full you already felt even before he finally bottoms out.

Squealing as he grabs ahold of you, lowering you onto the bed, he leaves a kiss on your lips, before looking at you with such dedication,

“Mine,” his fingers interlace with yours, an experimental thrust onto you that made you moan, “I'm yours, and you're mine now.”

! — Shikikan: ?? [ sex toys + exhibitionism ]

The esteemed, beloved, and the many titles your lover holds cannot simply explain the very essence that is them.

By them, you meant the Gray Raven Commandant.

Heavily exalted and praised, he's almost like a walking god amongst the people in Babylonia. It's no surprise, really; the team he leads brought so many victories to Babylonia, and it's more than proper for him to be treated as such. On top of that, being his lover seems to add so much stress onto his overbearing duties. However, your lover only tells you, “it's okay,” he'd assure you, “as long as you're with me, then it will all be better.”

What they didn't clarify was what they meant about their intentions.

A surge of pleasure surprises you, almost moaning out in front of your lover's team. Quietly, you coughed it out, hoping they never noticed.

“Are you alright, miss [Y/N]?��� asked Lee, who had a puzzled expression on his face.

Additionally, you were the construct's consultant. Sitting down with them at least once every two weeks was needed. Since you were closer to them, they could summon you whenever they want. It's just... unfortunate— that day had to be today, where your lover decided to play with you.

“The flu seems common lately,” Lucia added, reaching out to check on your temperature by placing the back of her hand on your forehead, “have you checked in with the doctor?”

In truth, you were absolutely fine: good stats, no illness whatsoever. In fact, you've already checked in with the doctor just recently, signing you with good health. However, the vibrations that nestled deeply inside your cunt would say otherwise. You try to shift your sitting, biting your lip.

“N-No, I'm fine!” you dismiss the subject, waving at them with a smile, “I choked on my own saliva, no worries.”

“Would you like me to run a scan on you, miss [Y/N]?” Liv asked, preparing her items, “we wouldn't want you to get sick...”

“I-It's fine, really!” You stood up (however, the vibrator somehow moved a little deeper), coughing away any attempt to moan, “I think it's time for us to move on, yes? This is a consultation for you guys, not me.”

In the corner of your eye, by the transparent window, a sly smirk on the Gray Raven Commandant's face makes you want to come over and smack it out of him. He's the reason for your current predicament— who knew he was into such?

“Alright,” Lucia clapped her hands, somehow making you sigh a breath of relief, “is it time for us to confide?”

You've developed a system dynamic with the constructs of Gray Raven. Friendly sharing, you've claimed, helps in relationship building. At first, it didn't seem to work. But after countless battles and hardship, it wasn't long before Lee— who somehow was the first one to speak— confided. Which led a domino effect on all team members.

“Yes,” you sit once more, trying to ignore the dull ache down there, “it's your turn this time, right, Lucia?”

“Yes!” cheering like a child, Lucia clears her throat, before folding her hands, “just this week, the Commandant and I were sparring...”

You tried, really. You tried so hard. But your lover was just too cruel. Halfway through Lucia's talk, the intensity of the vibrator inside of you starts to pick up, causing you to rock a little in your seat. You look at your lover, but they only smiled through the screen.

It's not time to cum, you imagine them saying if they were next to you, better listen to Lucia if you want.

But is it wrong to somehow let your mind wander elsewhere while your favorite person speaks; you, bending on the table, and your Commandant fucking you mercilessly, how your drool would slip out of your mouth, like a bitch in heat. You feel your arousal dripping, too, out of your stockings, cursing that your lover manipulated you into not wearing any panties today.

You try to listen, but your hand shakes, holding in the goddamn urge to cum—

“Excuse me,” the door opens, revealing the Commandant, “I need [Y/N] out for a while. President Hassen is asking for us.”

You quickly stood up, accidentally slamming your hand on the table. “Is that so?”

The tall tale sign of your lover's never-ending taunts for you: the sweetest, sickening kind of smile that you fell for. Dismissing your constructs for a while and into the awaiting entrance, you hear the lock in place.

You take it as a sign to bend over to the awaiting chair, purposely letting them see your puffy folds.

“Well, aren't you such a good girl,” your lover cooes, tracing your dripping slit to your aching clit, making you moan, “I thought you'd break down the moment you stepped inside the room.”

“Fuck me already, please,” gone was the authoritative figure consultant that was you— only a messy, needy little slut awaiting for something to fill her up.

He swiftly takes the vibrator out of you, “since you've been good, I'll let you have your fun,” before putting it directly into your clit, making you moan out loud.

Without a warning, he shoves his cock inside of you, the entry making you clench around him, almost making you cum.

“Hah, should have known you like to be like this, mm?” He accentuates every word with harsh thrusts, making you whine from the pleasure, “does it help you get off that you're being fucked in here, while my team is outside?”

He leans closer to your ear, this position making his cock reach deeper, “that their commandant is fucking his little cumslut?”

You came accidentally over his words, squirting as your heartbeat erratically thumps in your chest. Oh, you were absolutely fucked.

But your lover only laughs, starting to fuck you more. “That's right, that's my girl. Well, since the doctor did say that this week is when you're most fertile, how about I fill you up until you're carrying our child this time, hm?”

! — Neuvillette: Ordainer of Inexorable Judgment [ cockwarming + power play ]

The dear Iudex of Fontaine never crumbles; he is the backbone of the justice system, the very life force of your homeland.

Aka, he's also your boss. Unconditionally, under no circumstance, you were subject to listen to every word he would say, unless you wish to be underwater for disobeying orders.

That's why, when your boss asks you to keep quiet, even when his cock is splitting your poor, overstimulated pussy apart, you must follow it unconditionally.

As Lady Furina delivers her dramatic dialogue to the audience, with the poor man down below who was the subject of today's court, you try to entice your beloved Chief Justice with your doe eyes, diamond tears prickling at the side.

“S-sir,” you hiccuped (you felt his cock twitch inside of you from those words alone), “w-will you p-please move...”

If his hands were not on his cane, then they're busy squeezing your hips and thighs. But right now, his gloved fingers find themselves buried, toying with your throbbing nub.

“I told you to keep quiet, pet,” the subtle growl makes your walls squeeze around him, whining, “I will move when I want to.”

His long and thick cock was snugly fit inside of you, tip kissing all the good spots even without moving. You rock your hips, but his hands are quick to silence you, making you unable to move.

“S-sir,” you cried out as a whisper, “i-it's been a few hours...”

The pressure on your clit makes you want to combust, your slick now coating his balls and dripping to the floor. As someone who resonates with water, your arousal is overwhelming, even to Neuvillette himself. Yet, as addictive as it is, it was more fun to see you writhe until...

“Did I tell you not to say a word?” He rubs your clit harder, your walls spasming wildly around his cock, “do you wish to be seen by the people of Fontaine being fucked like a whore then?”

You whimper more as he thrusts harshly into you, yet your rationality still asks you to look if Lady Furina noticed. But as Neuvillette, mean as he can be, starts to move at a pace you never expected; your mind goes blank as you feel your orgasm approaching, clawing Neuvillette's thighs to warn him.

Oh, but he knows; he has always known.

“What a whore you are, pet.”

Your orgasm crashes into you, whines silenced by his slick-coated fingers shoved into your mouth, crocodile tears falling from your eyes. Your pussy convulses, almost making Neuvillette crumble as well— but you know what happens when someone breaks the rules.

You looked back at Neuvillette, who had a dark expression on his face, your heartbeat pulsating like his dick inside of you.

“Since you disobeyed me,” he pushes his cock deeper, “let's see how many orgasms can you make here until you learn how to obey your master.”

! — Wriothesley: Emissary of Solitary Iniquity [ mutual masturbation ]

The Lord of the Fortress of Meropide is a simple man— if he wants something, he'll get it, no matter what.

In this context, he'll get you this time.

But the room where he usually sits and does his work as the duke, when he overlooks his responsibility as the head, is hotter than the fire that warms his fortress and poisons his every single thought as he watches you: lithe fingers curled deep in your cunt, palm rubbing your clit, and you, nearly naked as you sit across the duke, hooded eyes looking at him with sultriness and want.

“Oh,” you dawdle out, pleasure tingling in your stomach and lingering in your spine as you watch him look at you, “Your grace, do I distract you?”

Your legs are wide open, propped in the table Wriothesley works in. You've long discarded your pants (thrown somewhere in the room), your panties inside his pockets, and you're left in nothing but his shirt and your jacket— you bite your lip as you feel yourself lose to his gaze.

“You do,” Wriothesley mutters, “you're distracting me so much...”

You could see the tent of his manhood even without trying, the outline noticeable enough from your position. He gently caresses his bulge, groaning at the intensity. You softly tutted, rubbing small circles over your cunt, “Why don't you join me, mmh?”

He tries to look away from you, but your whines and moans only turn him on, making him look back to you. His dark irises stare intensely at you, that it made you moan out his name.

“I'm, nngh, fuck,” Wriothesley groans, seeing your smile as he finally decides to unzip his pants, “you're so naughty, have you no shame? Strutting around my fortress, just to do something like this?”

You start to drool as you see Wriothesley pull out his cock, suddenly well aware how long and thick it would be when it was sheathed inside of you—

“Your Grace,” you feign your coyness, pouting even as you fuck yourself, “can't help it when you're plaguing me, mm; you're all I think about now, Wrio...”

You watch him as he fists his dick, eyes still not looking away as his face contorts in pleasure. Wriothesley moans out your name, grip on his cock tightened now.

“Such a needy girl,” he growls, slapping on his thigh, “you should be here, sitting on me, instead of that poor chair.”

You listened — sitting prettily in his lap, with your fingers stuffing your cunt, and Wriothesley fisting himself. Wriothesley couldn't help but reach out and suck on your breasts, forgetting that you were in his office and that there were people out there.

“Feels comfortable, mm?” Wriothesley kisses the space underneath your ear, making you shiver, “or do you want to sit elsewhere?”

“No, don't wanna,” you cried out now feeling his fingers play with your nipples, that you experimentally rolled your hips in his thigh, “I wanna sit here all this time...”

The sound of slick as you both touch each other fills the room, little moans and whimpers eagerly in your ears. You wanted to sink yourself into your beloved's dick, but you nearly forget that it's a game that the both of you agreed to play.

Seeing him, looking at you as he fists his cock, red with pre-cum pooling at the slit, you imagine it was you sucking it wholly in your mouth. Or that his cock is the one slipping in and out of your folds instead of your short, little fingers. But his mouth found your breasts, eagerly sucking your sensitive bud. It drives you insane— your orgasm teetering so, so close.

“Fuck, that's a pretty little pussy,” Wriothesley groans, watching as you rub your pussy faster, making you whine, “she's opening for me, fuck.”

“Wrio,” you whimpered, drawing your hips closer to him, “wanna cum, I wanna cum with you, please...”

“Fuck, since you asked so nicely, princess,” Wriothesley's cock aligns closer to your pussy, cockhead aiding to rub your clit, “I'm going to cum with you, then. C'mon, princess,”

The intensity and pressure as you look at him makes the dam break, a broken moan from your lips as your pussy convulses and liquid comes out— squirting just as Wriothesley shoots his cum to you. Your high made you lose your vision, both of you breathing hard from your climaxes, but you feel it, felt Wriothesley's cockhead rubbing your overstimulated pussy with a mixture of your fluids.

You feel yourself being lowered onto something hard, before feeling Wriothesley's kisses all over your face. When your vision returns, you are met with a smiling lover.

“Welcome back to Earth, princess,” he purred, making you mirror his smile. However, you feel something slip in easily onto your quivering pussy, making you moan lowly, before realizing what it was.

“As amazing as it felt, I don't think it's enough, mm. Can you...can you do that to me again? This time, with my cock inside of you.”

! — Lyney: Spectacle of Phantasmagoria [ marking ]

Having a magician as a lover wasn't an easy task.

It comes with endless patience (deciphering whether he is lying or not, either about your missing toothbrush or the paycheck this week), random misplaced items (you swore you kept your bag there, how did it end up in the laundry basket?!), and whether you were talking to someone real or just your imagination.

Not to mention he's a fan of doing the most absurd things just to rile you up.

“Lyney!” you gasped as you felt his leaking cockhead teasing your awaiting pussy, “what are you doing?”

Outside, people were now coming in to see their spectacular show. They were eagerly awaiting Lyney and Lynette's magic to entice them, but look who's currently fucking you from the black box of the theatre, your mind reeling from possibilities of being caught.

“Sorry, love,” you felt him press you onto the railing, his cock easily inside of you, “I really wanted to see you...”

Lies. He must have seen you talking to one of your old classmates, who also came to see the show. You know your lover— simple interactions with another spelled jealousy, unless you've spoken about it first.

“B-but your show is starting s-soon,” you hold back your moans, feeling his lips latch onto your neck, “h-hey! Don't leave hickies!”

But he doesn't listen. If he could tear apart your clothes, leave marks and bites all over your skin, he would. But right now, hickies on your neck is sufficient.

One particular mark on your neck made him lick it up, “Sorry, I really can't help but mark what is mine.”

The tell tale sign of him nearing the climax: his dick pulsates deep inside of you, while he starts to grunt in your ear. You're close as well, with the tip of his cock caresses you so great.

Without a warning, he props one of your legs on his own, stretching you more as he now rubs your neglected nub. You tried not to moan any louder, unless you catch the attention of the passerby down there.

“Let me hear you, mmph,” he groans your name, one of his hands sneaking just below your navel, “I want to hear you while I paint your walls white.”

He wants you to cum, your orgasm teetering so close to comfort. Gripping onto the railings of the black box, you writhe and crumble in Lyney's arms, cumming as soon as he hoisted you closer to his hips, the angle fucking into you without a warning.

With one last cry of your name, Lyney follows, warm and hot cum filling your empty womb. You are a little lucid when you feel something warm where his hand is, senses tingling as he kisses his bite marks.

“Lyney,” you called out, whining as he slowly pulled out, “what...what did you do?”

Lyney watches as his cum overflows, finger now fucking it back inside of you, but you could only cry out. Your lover only laughs, watching the low glow of the card-like tattoo etched on your stomach, something that he was proud to mark you with.

“Oh, it's nothing, just something to remind me that you're mine.”

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[greazyfloz]

Heyy could you please write a smut with 7, 28 and 29 for mark estapa 😋

Smut: 7. “I dare you to say that again”, “We are leaving” & “I don’t share” w/ Mark Estapa

Protection

Mark and I were currently at a party enjoying the night until some of the guys from the basketball team showed up. The group, Mark and I were standing with her a couple of the other guys on the team. in the group, Mark and I we’re not standing beside each other, but we were both actively conversing in the discussion.

I was listening in to Eddy was saying when I felt someone’s hand on the small of my back. I turn look and see a guy I recognize only from being on the basketball team. I don’t know his name or why he even be talking to me at all.

“hey” he says

“Hi” I say back to him before turning back to the conversation

“wait do you want a drink?” he says, holding his drink out.

“I have one thanks“ I say politely smiling at him turning back once again towards the group. I see Mark looking over in my direction, and I just shrug my shoulders and shake my head at him.

“well, I’m definitely being lame, but do you wanna head away from the group and get to know each other a little better?” he says from behind me. I turned back around to look at the guy to inform him. I have a boyfriend as I hear Mark behind me asking one of the guys in the group what he just asked me.

“I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I showed you a good time, just for the night” he winks and I suddenly feel very uncomfortable

“walk away buddy“ I hear from behind me before I can even speak up, “I don’t share“

Mark on walks in front of me, so I now stand behind him as the basketball player makes himself big in front of Mark. “Well, you let her dress like that… figured you’d share” the guy says, and I grab marks, and knowing that the comment is probably making him even more mad but he shrugs my hand off him, and I take a step back

“Dress like what?” Mark says now putting his chest.

“like a whore, she doesn’t look like she’s just here to give it to you”

“I dare you to say that again“ he says, pushing the guy back. Immediately the guys around me get involved, pushing mark back to grab onto his arm. he turns and looks at me and looks over at the guy before, pressing his lips hard against mine.

“we are leaving“ I say, after pushing away from Mark.

“babe I’m sorry I wasn’t actually going to hit him”

“I don’t wanna be wearing his clothes anymore“ I say, as I continue pulling him until we were out on the front porch

“don’t listen to him you look fine“ he says stopping, so I stopped as well. I turn and look at him.

“I know I do, but you need to let out some steam and I need to feel you inside of me”

Mark licks his lips as he leans back down to make it with me again before grabbing my wrist and leading the way this time.

We walk all the way to Mark's then directly into his room. I lock the door before Mark could then take my top off smirking at Mark. Mark bites his lip watching me as I then pull off my pants leaving me in only my panties and bra.

"Now that that is out of the way," I say closing the gap between Mark and I, "fuck me like I'm yours" I continue looking up at him with innocent eyes.

He immediately crashes his lips onto mine only breaking the kiss so he can take his shirt off. "You are mine" he says kissing my lips, "Only mine" He says again looking down at my body as his hand travels up my core to my tits. He squeezes them over the bra and I let out a breathy moan as I smile at him.

I reach down and unbutton his pants then stick my fingers in his belt loops before pulling them down as I sink down to my knees in front of him and look up and smirk at him as I massage his still growing cock through his boxers. He steps back kicking his pants to the sides then sliding his boxers off and coming in close again as he stokes himself a couple times.

"So big, and you aren't even fully hard yet" I say smiling up at him as I begin taking over stroking his cock. Mark let's out a shaky breathe anticipating what happens next as my other hand glides up his leg to massage his balls.

I bring my mouth in and kiss his tip while looking up up him. "Don't tease" Mark says. I then suck on his tip only as I look up into his eyes watching them shut as I lower my mouth on his shaft as my other hand continues massaging his balls. I take that hand away as I begin taking Mark back and forth on my mouth quicker before I taking him out and standing back in front of him.

Mark brings his lips to mine and immediately begins making out with me again as he reaches behind me and unclasps my bra then trowing it to the side. He turns us so he can push me back on the bed then I thrust my hips upwards while he grabs the waist band of my panties and pulls them off.

Mark crawls on top of me then reaches over to get a condom on the nightstand drawer before sliding it on and coming back down to makeout with me again. He reaches down rubbing circles on my clit before entering me suddenly, making me whimper at the sudden feeling of his cock inside of me. With no time to adjust he begins thrusting faster and deeper inside of me occasionally telling me: “You’re such a pretty girl” or “You're amazing”.

“I’m close” he grunts without slowing down his thrusts. I hear “Fuck!” escape his mouth next as he holds my hips close on his so he could finish inside his condom. He pushes back as he grabs my boobs squeezing them as he removes himself from me.

He gets up, throwing out the condom before coming back to bed laying beside me. I place a kiss on his lips as we get comfortable under the blankets than pull away and smile at him, "Thank you"

"For what?"

"Always protecting me"

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Fizz and Blitzo’s Beef doesn’t make any since 

To me

(idk why it says my replies are restricted if you cant reply go ahead and just tag your comments or something I am not sure how to turn it off my reply settings say anyone can reply supes sorry)

In my opinion  

What do you think?

(This isn't really flaw of the ep it's more just... I guess a me thing? I think?)

Is it just me or does Fizz and Blitzo’s Beef build up not have the effect it thinks its does? What I mean is before Oops biltzo and Fizz obviously had some beef with each other because of what Blizto says to robot Fizz, what Fizz says to Blizto in Ozzie's and also when they see each other in Oops for the first half.  

For Fizz it makes some since, but Blizto doesn’t make any what’s so ever because they haven't seen each other since the accident because Biltzo couldn’t visit him, right? Right. So how can this hate be mutual? They were on good terms before the accident as Blizto was going to tell Fizz he liked him but chickened out and it looked like he was mad at Fizz, but he wasn’t.  

Why on earth did Blizto not like him(Fizz)? He calls Fizz an over rated sell out jester. You would think someone who was so overwhelmed by guilt of getting his best friend and crush obliterated on accident that he cried when apologizing. wouldn’t have said something so mean about him. Also why is blizto jealous of Fizz if he left bad about the accident wouldn’t seeing Fizz alive and becoming successful make him feel better like “oh awesome I didn’t ruin his life or anything” You can say its jealousy on Blitzos part, but you literally almost killed him so you can only be mad so much (in my opinion) and he is clearly happy for fizz and his accomplishments  

And if blizto was pretending to hate Fizz because he assumed Fizz hated him and wanted to just go along with it instead of facing the problem. Well, that goes against everything else we’ve seen blizto do! You're telling me he can sneak into Stolas’ castle, the rehab hospital, find Barbie (even when she doesn’t want to found), and will disregard the boundaries of Moxxie to get what he wants but he couldn’t find or sneak into Fizz’s hospital or somewhere he worked to apologize? Sure right, this is Stolas not finding Octavia even though she had the book with her and stolas could've located the book to find her all over again  

also why is blizto so surprised when Fizz tells him he didn’t ruin his life with how well-known and marketed Fizz is obviously you didn’t ruin his life.  

Fizz says Blizto’s love life is bad. How does he know that? If the last time they’ve seen each other was on Fizz’s birthday then how in the world does he know that? all of Bliztos known romantic relationships to us the audience is Verosika and Stolas. Unless verosika told Fizzarolli about their relationship how does he know that? “Some nerve you have to comment on a relationship. Last time I checked your love life is pile of shit” last time you checked? Babes, you haven't seen him in 15 years! How did you check? last time you “checked” anything you needed up an amputee  

Other eps make it seem like Blizto and Fizz had some big falling out, but they didn’t. So how does all this 

“I make more money than you do being a cheap ass robo rip off of an overrated sell out jester” 

“Hey, everyone, this guys a total disgrace” 

“Some nerve you have to comment on a relationship. Last time I checked your love life is pile of shit” 

“I have my own life without you in it” 

“Twice is already way too much” 

“Well at least I'm still actually working for my shit and not getting everything handed to me like some pampered attention whore!”  

“My horns were always bigger than yours” 

Come form not seeing someone for 15 years? 

For Fizz? sure it makes since homeboy blew you up but for blizto to have such a guilty reaction and burst into tear proclaiming about how sorry he was doesn’t make any since. They were so salty towards each other than they haven’t seen each other in 15 years and not having a big fight before they were separated doesn’t make any sense to me. It would be one thing if Blizto was pretending to forget the accident, or keep denying that he started the fire, but he just admits it, and this is obviously something that eats up at him and that he regrets.  

Why does blizto have so much animosity towards Fizz?  Given what all other episodes and the beginning of Oops makes it seem like Fizz and Blizto had some big falling out and maybe had some type of romantic thing going on and know more knowledge about each other than Oops shows us, but there’s nothing!  

thoughts?  

Am I watching the show wrong lol?

[fentibeauty]

okay, we know toxic!riri is a hypocrite. she’s most likely to leave you on delivered for DAYSS. what about her getting mad at reader for doing it to her?

a/n: i like the way you thinkk, hope i fed you well with this.

warnings: toxicity, profanity, aggression, angst.

tags: @melodykisses @shuris-whore @saturnville @haechvn @ppawmpkin @cherios @vargskelegore @angeliquebones @szalipcombo @rxcently @playgurlxoxo @shurisbbymama (comment if you wanna be in tag list)

you were with your friend, shopping at the mall treating yourself. it was the end of the semester, you passed all of your exams, so why not have a day to yourself? you decided not to bring riri along, the reasons behind it is because she can get rather annoying while shopping, and you we’re currently upset with her.

you understood it was finals week, plus she was iron heart and she was always busy. but it didn’t excuse the fact that she would literally leave you on delivered for days. not even reacting to the message with at least a thumbs up. you told your friends about it, you didn’t like bringing them into your relationship problems with riri but you were desperate for advice.

“knowing myself, i would just do the same thing back. play their game. they’ll notice what you’re doing and they should stop their game playing. but also knowing riri, you gon have to work 10x harder than me.” your friend told you as she picked up a shirt she was interested in.

you nodded your head, maybe you should do the exact shit riri does to you.

starting now..

you guys walked to the food court, you were so hungry after all the shopping. once you and your friend sat down with your food you guys engaged in conversation.

“let me tell you, i am so glad finals are over, i was so close to-”

*ping!*

you look down at your phone and it was indeed a text message from riri, interrogating you about your whereabouts.

riri <3: ma, i’ve been knocking on your door for way too long, where tf are you? sent: 2:45pm

you looked back at your friend, “like i was saying.. i was so close to ending it all. i’ve never been so stressed in my entire life”

“i’m surprised i passed mine. i didn’t study at all.” your friend shrugged as she popped a fry into her mouth. you shook your head, “you never study for anything.”

“hey! if i ace everything without studying what’s the point?” she tried to reason. “i guess.” you laughed.

riri <3: answer your fucking phone, you’re lucky i don’t have your location or i’d pop up on your ass. sent 2:50pm

riri <3: ANSWER THE DAMN PHONE Y/N. sent 2:51pm

riri <3: stop playing with me, man. what’s so important to where you can’t answer your girlfriend’s text message??? sent: 2:52pm.

you watched at the messages came through, rolling your eyes at the hypocrisy in these messages. you look up at your friend who has an amused grin on her face. “looks like she ain’t playing around, huh?” you shake your head.

“hush! she’s such a hypocrite, look at these messages.” you showed her.

riri <3: you’re not even at campus are you.. you’re pissing me off really. i know damn well you’re on your phone. sent 2:54pm

riri <3: what’s the fucking point of having one if you ain’t responding to me? sent: 2:55pm

“ou girl, they keep on coming. you definitely in for it.” your friend found everything about this funny. “maybe i shouldn’t have told you to do this, because riri is nuts.” she reread the messages to get another laugh.

you looked back at your phone to read the new messages as you shook your head. you silenced your phone and put it on the table. “let’s just continue our lovely day. i’ll deal with her later.” you picked up your lemonade taking a sip of it.

you and friend left the mall, you then went to go get your hands and feet done. you got a touch up on your eyebrows and you even got a massage!

as you were driving back to the university you have yet to check your phone since. you parked in the student parking and got out of the car. you and your friend retrieved your bags from the trunk.

“it was nice girl, let me know when you wanna do this again! i’m free for you always.” she smiled. you went in for a hug, saying goodbye and going separate directions.

you finally looked at your phone and there was indeed 30 messages from riri fucking williams. you didn’t even bother reading them, you knew it was gonna be a bunch of hypocrite bullshit.

you made it to your dorm, and opened the door. you sighed and placed the bags on the table. you turned back around to lock your door. as you were about to turn around you froze.

“so you ain’t seen my messages mama?” your eyes went wide, how the FUCK did she get in here? “how.. did you get in here?” you were sure you locked your door. “don’t worry about all of that. why the hell didn’t you answer my damn texts!” riri got up from your bed and walked towards you.

she backed you up to the door and stared you into your eyes. “where. the. fuck. were. you. all. day?” you looked down, your submissive self slowly coming out by riri’s dominant tone.

“i was out.” you looked down. riri grabbed your chin and forced you to look her in the eye. “and that causes you to not respond to me all fucking day? it’s 8 fucking pm.” you felt yourself getting angry. “i was enjoying my fucking self. treating myself after this long ass week of exams. i was with my friend and i was just enjoying the moment.” you pushed her off of you.

“enjoying the moment with her? for fuck what? why couldn’t you bring me along?? i had exams too.”

“look at the way you act! i don’t want you to ruin our day because of your toxicity.” you point at her.

“that still doesn’t excuse the fact that you ignored me this whole time.” you scoff, smiling. “really riri.. REALLY? what does a few hours have on SEVERAL DAYS, that you go without texting me. you went a week without responding to my messages.”

“you know i be caught up in things though.

“listen to yourself! you’re being a damn hypocrite! i’m busy, you’re busy. we’re both business. but i also find a way to text my girlfriend because i love you and i want you to know that i’m here. but it seems that i’m the last person on your fucking mind all the time because you never text me BACK!” you were furious at this point. you finally told her how you felt about her ignoring you after a while.

you know riri wanted to have a rebuttal, she wanted to have the last word but couldn’t. she knew you were right, she sighed in defeat. “look ma, i’m sorry okay. i’m sorry. i understand what you’re saying i do.”

“no you don’t, you never do.” you crossed your arms. “you say you understand but go back to do this same exact shit 2 days after.”

she walked up to you. she uncrossed your arms and they fell to your side. she said wrapped her arms around your waist. you looked at the wall in-front of you. “i hate texting, you know this baby. i’d rather you just come and see me.” she kissed your neck. you tucked your lips in not phased by what she was saying or doing. “i know, i know. we have 2 different schedules and routines so it can be tricky to communicate.”

“it’s never that tri-”

“shhh, just let me finish talking, ma.” riri’s hands made her way down to cup your ass, giving it a firm smack making you stumble into her arms a bit.

you let out an aggravated huff and looked into her eyes, “imma work on my communication. i promise. okay? but it aint gon happen overnight. just work with me. call me, facetime me, pull up at my garage if you feel like i’m ignoring you. ion like texting, like i said before but i’ll try to get better.” she pulled you closer to her as she kissed your jawline before pulling you in for a kiss.

don’t fold. don’t fold. don’t fold. don’t fold.

you knees buckled as you gave in, riri grinned into the kiss and you whined. “you still mad at me baby?” riri asked. “you don’t play fair.” you hit her shoulder.

“never have, never will.”

the enddd.

[uglypastels]

(i literally typed this into my notes so i could keep going back to the chapter to make sure i didn’t forget anything and i still feel like i’m forgetting smth and i think it pasted weird so. my bad)

okay so first things first, comments on ch. 7

-amazing. amazing. amazing. amazing. wtf. this fic is like crack and i’m abt to change my address to the inside of your walls

-omg the dream with munson being a total sweetheart!!

-the kiss then slap then second kiss!!?!! (also OH MY GOD THEY FINALLY KISSED)

-and he knew she was going through his shit and reading his letter and even tho he was mad he held it back to first make sure she was okay

-and while they were arguing he still was trying to look out for her and *literally* catching her fall and holding her up (i could die).

-i love him being a little bossy bitch and the slight manhandling like😳😏😔😩 don’t get me wrong i love bossy/dom!eddie fics but they don’t hit as hard if he’s not got a brat to tame…so this is like perfect. (and if u felt so inclined to include even a little more manhandling going forward, i personally would melt this fic down and shoot it into my veins. if not, that’s okay too!)

now some lingering questions that are eating me alive that i’m SO looking forward to getting answers to

-what the fuck did munson give harrington a choice on if not ignore her or die?? what tf did eddie even say to him!!?

-reader wasn’t supposed to be on the ship!?

-reader’s crew did something horrible, possibly to munson and his crew??

also 👉👈 i saw u answered an ask that there could be a nsfw scene and i am begging with my whole heart🥺

peeps, dont read this ask if you havent caught up on Not Wholly Evil

i dont think the walls in my house are big enough but hey, you do you <3 you would mostly get to experience me sitting at my computer for 5 hours straight, constantly getting distracted and then annoyed that I'm not making any progress in the story haha

he is a sweetheaart, deep deep down, but ya know, it's hard to show that when the lady kinda hates your guts

im sorry but idk what she was thinking, it wasn't slick lol, and it is his ship so he knows everything that happens around.

im such a whore for manhandling and i had originally included more of it in the fic but i also don't want to make it like too aggressive because don't want it to get too dark (you should have seen my original draft. she went fucking through it yikes) but yeah i mean stuff might happen who knows (i don't. the planning for this fic is abysmal) and the same goes for the smut.

see the thing i think happened (i say as if im an oracle writing down these events and not making it fucking up in my own head dafuq) but ok- so the thing with Eddie is, he's a bit of a maniac, and i feel like he thinks he gave steve a choice, which was probably consisting of mainly threats, but it was technically a choice + i steve absolutely knew what eddie was up to so he just let it slide because fuck ok, get yo girl i guess.

hey, i said it from the very first chapter! its all in their baby

and about that last question... you'll have to wait and see

ok, so, this was such a treat to wake up to!!! thank you so much for the asks you do not understand how much i love answering these

[ch4p3lofbl00d]

Fuck The Haters-Kellin Quinn

Imagine announcing your relationship with Kellin on social media, and the fans sending you hate and sending you death threats to kill yourself, and Kellin finds out and comforts you.[mentions of cutting wrists⚠]

Y\N Pov

I'm currently crying on the bathroom floor, strolling through all the comments on my latest Instagram post. Some were actually very nice, while some other ones weren't so nice. Me and Kellin announced that we were dating a week ago; some fans were happy for us and said that "we looked cute together", while most of them sent death threats, and pictures of knives and cut wrists. They would send messages like:

'go kill yourself; Kellin only uses you for fucking'

'go kill yourself; Kellin needs someone who doesn't look like a fucking whore and isn't a fucking bitchy slut'

'bitch, Kellin probably wants to fucking kill you, since you're fucking ugly and only use him for his fame. Motherfucking gold digger that you are'

'ugly bitch; you should go kill yourself, make all of us happy. Especially Kellin'

'bitch, you're so fat; I don't know what Kellin sees in you at all. You're the ugliest person I have ever seen in my entire life. Kellin should have done better picking out his girlfriend or should I say gold digger'

I put my face in my hands, and continued crying. Why are people so cruel, what did I ever do to them to make them hate me so much. After 30 minutes, I finally stopped crying, when I heard a ding come from my phone. I picked my phone up off the counter, and saw that Kellin had messaged me. I read the text message saying "hey baby, I'm leaving the studio right now to head back; can't wait to see my beautiful princess(♡ ω ♡ ) ~♪". I sighed, and put my phone back down on the counter; not bothering to message him back. I loved Kellin with all my heart, but I didn't feel like texting people today. I stared into the mirror, and lifted up my shirt; I'm so fat. Maybe the fans are right, Kellin needs a girlfriend who isn't so fat and ugly. I grabbed my razor from the cabinet above the sink, and put it above my wrist. I breathed in, and thought about if that was going to be my last breath and if I really wanted to cut. Kellin wasn't here, so he wouldn't know if I did or not. I breathed in again, and felt the sharp razor against my skin. I slit the razor against my skin, and did it again a few more times, until I started feeling dizzy. I dropped the razor, and saw blood dripping down my arms landing on the floor. I stayed there watching all the blood drip down, until I hear the front door open and someone say "baby, I'm back!". Shit, it's Kellin; I quickly grabbed a towel and started cleaning up the blood from my arms and the floor. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and Kellin say "babe, where are you?" I quickly cleaned the blood off my arms, and yelled "I'm up here". I looked at my arms, and saw more blood pouring out of the cuts. I wiped more blood off my arms, but more kept coming out. I freezed when I heard Kellin say "Y/N, baby, did you do this to your arms?!". Tears started falling down my face, when I turned to face him. I nodded slowly, while tears were falling down my face. I felt Kellin lift my chin up with his hand, and say "baby, why did you do this, I'm not mad, but you should have talked to me. I don't want to see you hurting yourself". I nodded, and hugged him; u told him about all the hate that fans keep on sending me. I could see that Kellin was pissed about it, and I saw him pull out his phone and tapped on Twitter. I saw him typing something, but I couldn't see what he had typed or tweeted. After a few seconds, I hear a ding from my phone, and saw Kellin had tweeted something and tagged me in it. I read the tweet saying:

@Kellinquinn STOP sending my girlfriend @Y/Ncandyquinn hate; she is the most beautiful person ever and if you can't see that she makes me happy, then you aren't a fan at all

I smiled, and Kellin picked me up and placed me on the counter, and said "let's band-aid these now".

I hope you enjoyed reading; sorry it took a few days to upload a new imagine!🖤🖤🐈‍⬛🐺

[rose-lord-of-simps]

Damn I’m glad I left Wattpad. People complain about tumblr users but geez the new generation of Wattpad users are fucking idiots man.

[myewten]

•Hoe Phase: part 2•

Enhypen hyung line x fem!reader

CW | bad writing, cursing, nipple play, thigh marking, choking ( let me know what else I missed )

Part 1

a/n:

Part 3 is gonna be a 5some so comment to be tagged for the next part (◕દ◕)

i wrote this at a Starbucks with children beside me. not my proudest moment

your question rang through the air for a moment before it sunk in the minds of your beloved roommates and it's double meaning peaking their interests (and dicks)

"what kind of game are you talking about princess?" Jay asks you accompanied by him caressing your gym shorts clad thigh and further adding to the wetness that was starting to form from all of their curious stares on you

"like boardgames or —"

" — your body?" Jake buts in Sunghoon's question before turning your head to look into his eyes

"Jake stop flirting with our princess she—"

"how about we do both?" you cut of Jay's attempt to be the nice guy that he always was trying to be in your eyes not knowing that you hear his moans of your name at 2 am when he thinks everyone is asleep and is able to divulge in his fantasies of his favorite roommate

"what do you mean by that baby?" heeseung finally speaks up while eyeing you with a hint of jealousy because of your position on top of the to J roommates

"one sec!" you excitedly jump from your spot and giddily go to your room to look for the dice and very very quickly change into better underwear than your bleach stained comfy undies

hey you were gonna slut around, but you weren't some common whore

once you left their line of sight the four men in the living room shared a look with each other

whatever game you were going to play, they weren't going to lose

the only sound in the living room was the tv that continued to play until you finally step out again with a slight huff because of the speed you had to change in order to not arise suspicion on your plans

heeseung eyes your clenched hands that makes him quirk a brow at you before widening his eyes when you finally set the object on the coffee table in front of everyone and sitting back down on the couch

they were dice.

Sunghoon picks one up while Jay inspects the other

"bite, suck, lick, touch, kiss and question mark..."

"navel, boobs, lips, ass, neck and thigh.."

Sunghoon and Jay both list off as the four men's eyes start to haze over with lust at your playful looking demeanor

this was it. this was their chance. you were finally theirs.

"are you sure about this princess?"

you open your mouth to say yes but before you can even answer Jay's question Jake picks up the dice and rolls it on the table

kiss , navel

"well if it isn't my lucky day lay down for me will you sweetheart?"

"yah! we haven't even decided on a order"

"you're just mad you didn't get to it first Hoon"

You start to lay down on Jay while Jake gets on his knees by the foot of the couch and begins to trail his hands on your hips to support you

Jake abruptly lifts up your sweater just below your boobs to gain access on your stomach and softly caressing your waist

You feel his hot breath against your skin before he looks into your eyes with desire as he starts trailing kisses from your waist as it gets sloppier going down to your lower navel and ending it with a kiss above your belly button

You suddenly feel breathless and overwhelmed by the jealous gazes that are being thrown like daggers by the other three men at Jake until you see Sunghoon reach for the dice

"well if we're going by first come first serve then fuck you guys"

touch, neck

Jay scoffs at Sunghoon's impatient behaviour

"deserved."

"pfft—"

"shut your mouth y/n"

You get cut off by Sunghoon choking you but in a way that you can still breath while still feeling the pressure of his large hands as you feel his long nails dig in the left side of your neck

"be thankful I'm even touching you this much, slut" he squeezes your face with his other hand to make you peer up at his standing figure

"let. go."

You're surprised by the eldest as he suddenly appeared behind Sunghoon and grabbed the arm that was still on your neck

"alright I will, but I think this little slut enjoyed it a bit too much" Fuck. He noticed the way your thighs were clenched together after his little stunt and began to walk back to his seat with a smirk on his pretty face

"you alright baby?" You nod your head as Heeseung's concerned face slowly turns darker once again

"good. 'cause I haven't had my turn yet. I'll take last turn"

Heeseung announces while he goes back to his seat as your face heats up from the implications

"well, guess I finally get my turn"

suck, thigh

You gulp as you knew you were in a lot of trouble now as you knew of Jay's massive adoration for your thigh

"can you lay down for me princess?"

You nod your head and start to lay your thigh at the end of the couch to give Jay further access as he was now seated on the floor in front of you

"be a good girl and don't back any sounds ok?"

You couldn't properly respond as you suddenly let out a whimper when Jay nipped at your inner thigh without further warning and started sucking on it

"I could get used to being here all day"

Jay continued bitting and sucking on the sensitive skin of your inner thighs and marking down his property like a dog as you let out whimpers like a bitch in heat as the three other hungry animals stare at your weakening figure with lustful desire and holding themselves back from pushing Jay away to take you all to themselves

You pull his head away from your thighs and make him look at your disheveled figure

"times up, daddy"

A collective fuck was said inside of the four men's heads

Poor Jay almost came then and there before the eldest finally made his move to the table

"it's finally my turn then"

And it was the bastards lucky day

Heeseung wasn't a religious man but he thanked whatever God helped him to basically win the entire game

Lick.

Boobs.

As he was cheering in his head the rest of the horny bastards in the room scoffed

"RIGGED!"

"stop being a sore loser hoon"

Hee made his way to where he was seated and spread his legs as he beckoned you to come with his fingers

"come sit on my lap baby"

Slowly getting up due to your weakening legs because of Jay's previous shenanigans and the uncomfortable amount of slick gushing out of you right now , you fail to notice the smirk that graced the men's lips as if anticipating what's to come

Once you were straddled on Heeseung's thighs, his hands automatically found perches on the small of your waist to support you

"fuck you're so hot baby" Hee begins to slowly lift up your shirt but you were having none of it

"I know." You take off his hands from your body and start to to strip off your sweater leaving you in your lacy bra that you purposefully wore and your gym shorts with the bra's matching thong underneath

A collective fuck rang in the room now verbally by the four men turned on by your sudden confidence

Wasn't the purpose of college getting gang banged by your four hot roommates?

"such a good slut for us" Hee breathlessly speaks as he finally lays his hands on your tits and started massaging them through your white lace lingerie since it was neither of the four's favorite color but something you knew they would all go crazy for

He finally latches his mouth on your mounds just missing your nipple that was now evidently hardened by both arousal and the temperature of the room

"Hee~ stop teasing"

That makes the said man's dick twitch in his pants that he thought you for sure felt

"what my baby wants, my baby gets"

You couldn't stop the pornographic moan you let out when Heeseung sucked on your nipple through the white lace that was now starting to become more see through like a starved baby and giving attention to the neglected one by roughly groping it and rubbing your nipple through your bra

You couldn't help but grind down your neglected cunt on Heeseung's hard on because of his ministration

"I might cum if you keep doing that baby" he stopped for a moment to hold your waist and then switched the attention of his mouth to your other neglected boob

At this point you might burst at any moment but before that could happen Hee finally stops and looks at your disappointed face with amusement

"what about we play a different game next?"

A/n : let me know your thoughts and suggestions for part 3 and other thirsts on my ask box (〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃) also might open requests huhu , re-uploading cause tags didn’t work

Taglist: @lix-freckle3

[jayfortheday]

can you please do sub eli brooks? like he’s dating a nonchalant reader who’s listening in on him talking to klitz and matt about their sex life and he talks about how he’s so macho and gets put in his place by the reader when the call ends?

Beg For It (Eli Brooks)

Pairing: Eli Brooks x AFAB!Reader (romantic/sexual)

Word Count: 1674

Description: After Y/N overhears Eli bragging about their sex life on the phone, they decide he needs to be put in his place

Tags: smut, oral (f receiving), language, slight degradation, use of "whore", riding, cumming inside, unprotected sex, orgasms, femdom, afab reader

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You lay across Eli’s couch, half listening to whatever was playing on the TV. He sat next to you, arms crossed over his chest, noticeably more invested in the program than you. His attention was only pulled away from the screen at the sound of the phone ringing in his bedroom. You looked at him momentarily but looked back at the TV once you processed what he was doing. You hear the ringing stop as Eli picks up the phone and begins talking to whoever’s on the other end. 

- - -

Eli had been on the phone for over half an hour. The TV show ended and you were starting to get bored. You headed over to the other room to bug Eli to end the call when you start to overhear his conversation.

“What, yeah, of course guys,” you hear his voice squeak in slight indignation. “Of course I’m on top, why would you even say that?” You pause before you round the corner into the room. Your curiosity is immediately peaked as you try to gain context for the conversation. 

“Ok, I’m in that ass like every night. Y/N is all over my dick like white on rice,” Eli continues, cockiness in his voice. “Let me tell you, all that begging.” That comment stirred something in you, not quite anger, but something just as passionate.

You bust into the room and grab the phone from Eli’s hang and hang up the call. You can shock written on his face upon seeing you. 

“Oh, uh, hey Y/N,” he says nervously. “So, uh, how long you been standing there?” He crosses his arms in an attempt to act cool, drumming his fingers on his arms. 

“Long enough to learn about this begging, Brooks,” you respond, resting your hands on your hips in response to his crossed arms. 

Eli cringed at your use of his last name. You only called him by his last name when you were mad, but something in your eyes was different this time. You slowly approached him, and he backed up in unison until his knees hit the foot of his bed. 

“So, mister confident,” You purred, pushing him down onto the bed. “Why don’t you show me what you mean by begging.”

Eli blushed at your words and schooched back until he was more in the center of the bed. You climbed up onto the bed and sat yourself down on Eli’s lap. You could feel that he was half hard already. 

“I didn’t even have to touch you,” you laughed seductively. Eli’s face turned even darker as he scrambled to find words to explain himself. 

You pressed a finger to Eli’s lips and you felt his hardness grow beneath you, feuling the fire of your arousal. You could see Eli’s eyes start to trail down to your chest, making very apparent what he was craving. 

“Do you wanna see me, baby?” You cooed, to which he nodded enthusiastically. “Hmm, too bad. I don’t think you’ve earned it yet.” Eli let out an exhale and started to raise his hand to try to touch you. “Uh uh, what did I say,” you said, grabbing his hand to stop it from progressing. Eli frowned a little but didn’t continue his attempt to touch you. “But maybe there’s a way you can earn it.”

You stood up from Eli’s lap, standing by the side of the bed. He assumed a sitting position to keep his eyes on you. You reached down to your hips painfully slowly and began to unbutton your pants. Eli’s erection was now fully visible through his jeans, encouraging your actions. Once the button and zipper were undone, you slid the fabric down your legs and stepped out fo the clothing. Your shirt still covered you but you could see that Eli’s imagination was roaring. 

You began to approach Eli, walking with as much sex appeal as you could muster. As you climber back onto the bed, you let Eli catch a quick glimpse of you, but only for a second. You sat yourself onto his chest, hips tilted forward towards his face. 

“You ready to earn it, Brooks?” You asked, stroking his cheek with your thumb. He nodded enthusiastically, not caring how desperate he looked. You lean down to his ear. “Good boy,” you whisper as you lift your hips again, and lower yourself onto his mouth.

Eli took the hint and quickly began to devour you. He worked his tongue along the outside of your folds before pushing into the center. He ran his tongue slowly from your entrance to your clit. When he reached your clit, you bucked into the feeling, craving his tongue more. Eli felt this and began to focus more heavily there. He worked his mouth in patterns that were familiar to you but still felt euphoric every time. 

You could feel Eli moan into you as he continued to eat you out. As you could feel the heat begin to grow in your core, you fucked against Eli’s face harder. You feverously sought the feeling of your orgasm approaching. Eli held onto your thighs for dear life as he lapped up the juices flowing from you. You continued to move harder and faster until the feeling finally exploded. 

Your thighs clamped around Eli’s head tightly as everything inside you boiled over. Your hips bucked against him as few more times as you rode out your orgasm. Your breath was ragged as you lifted yourself off his face and back onto Eli’s chest. Painful lust was written in his eyes as he licked the slick from around his face. 

Eli bit his bottom lip as he looked to your chest and back to your face hungrily. You laughed, “I do suppose you proved yourself.” You grabbed the bottom of your shift and pulled it over your head. Eli immediately noticed your lack of a bra. 

“Never gets old,” you hear him whisper to yourself. You blush slightly and your confidence is boosted again. 

You turn your head to see Eli’s raging hard on. You turn your eyes back to him without moving your head. 

“I suppose I could do something about that,” you smiled at him mischeviously. Eli’s breathing sped up and he nodded at you with desire. You got up off of him and half laid down next to him and looked him up and down without saying anything. Eli took the hint and quickly undressed. He took a bit longer to pull off his underwear as his dick looked painfully hard. 

“Just lie back baby boy, let me take care of you,” you said to him as you ran your fingers down his chest, stopping just before his member. You resumed your position on top of him and slowly began to rub yourself on his dick. 

“C’mon baby. I need you,” Eli whined, his face contorting from the feelings inside him. You leaned forward, then kissed the side of his face and whispered, “then beg for it, whore.” Eli looked into your eyes, all his other emotions clouded by arousal. He didn’t seem to object to your use of the word.

“Please, please, Y/N. I need you now. Oh god, please,” his voice cracked as he spoke. He tried to reach his hands down to touch himself but you pinned his wrists by his head.

You smirked at him, enjoying seeing him beg. You took a hold of his length and held it steady as you pushed yourself down onto him. He almost sobbed as you reached the base, his sexual frustration reaching a peak. You sat still for a second, both to adjust and to tease Eli. You could feel him try to buck his hips but you held strong. You then slowly began to move up and down, watching the look on Eli’s face as you moved.

His breathing was quick and shallow and he kept trying to move his hips into you. He was so deep into chasing his orgasm that all rational thought had vacated his mind. After adjusted yourself to make sure Eli would reach just the right place inside of you, you raised yourself just enough to allow him to fuck up into you. Once he finally had the space to move, his hips moved up into you faster than they ever had before. The painful teasing and waiting had built him up to a level he had never known.

His movements were sloppy, only searching for relief. However, with the way you had positioned yourself, each thrust hit perfectly. You held your breathing steady and tried to keep your face clear of any emotion other than mild enjoyment. You were determined to stay in power here. It wasn’t like Eli would notice, though. He was so caught up in the feeling that the room could collapse and he wouldn’t notice. Eli began to stagger and his eyes wet as tears of pleasure began to form.

He grabbed a hold of your hips and held you still for one final thrust. His eyes clenched shut and he cried out as he finally released inside of you, not caring about anything other than you. The force of Eli’s final thrust and the feeling of him filling you up was enough to send over the edge for a second time. You held his biceps tightly as both of you rode out your orgasms. 

As you both came down, Eli’s mind began to clear. 

“H-holy shit, Y/N,” he said shakily, an air of sex still in his voice. “Didn’t know you had that in you. You’re usually so..so chill.” You pulled yourself off of him and laid down next to him.

“Yeah, that kinda came out of nowhere.” You looked at him again, a mischievous spark lit once again in your eyes. 

“I gotta say, Eli,” you smiled as you brushed his hair away from his sweaty forehead. You leaned down and stopped barely an inch above his lips. “I love seeing you beg.”

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A/N: HFNFGBNCIOLAH My first prompt!!! And such a good one!!! I love seeing fics of sub-Eli so naturally, I loved writing one. Please send me more ideas, this was so fun to write. Let me know if you enjoyed :)

[zweiginator]

bestie i'm begging for a smut kendall x reader with kink degradation!!!

hello i love this…

like you’re at a family dinner with him and you got tipsy off the wine and champagne.. you were supposed to be good and meet the family and be agreeable, but after a few glasses of wine you had become giggly, laughing hard at roman and tom’s jokes, and engaging in some banter with greg at kendall’s expense. it was all good fun, flirty, in your eyes, but kendall was high strung and pissed.

“y/n, enough.” he gripped your leg under the table, shooting you a look of disappointment. he could tell his brothers liked you, but maybe a little too much.

your cheeks flushed, a mixture of the alcohol and kendall’s hands rough on your skin. “what? i’m just meeting your family. being arm candy like you wanted me to.” you batted your eyelashes, taking a sip of champagne.

“okay, no more fucking drinks, god dammit.” he grabbed it from you, quirking an eyebrow. “you’re being a brat.”

you squirmed, pushing your legs together. kendall felt the shift; his hand was still firmly planted on your thigh. you looked beautiful, “fucking gorgeous” as kendall had noted when you had asked him to put your necklace on for you.

leaning in, kendall chuckled. “you liked that?” his thumb rubbed at the tender skin of your inner thighs. “fucking slut.“

you nodded, pretending your conversation was normal, boring. but in reality, you did agree with him. you were a slut, for him.

“you’re not drinking anymore.” kendall explained, his tone strong, commanding. “and you’re going to go to the bathroom. in a couple minutes i’m going to join you.”

you nodded, trying to not look flustered. as you began to get up, kendall grabbed your wrist.

“hey, upstairs bathroom. got it?”

you nodded again, excusing yourself from the dinner table.

roman rolled his eyes, shaking his head at kendall. he mouthed “asshole” but out loud commented, “you know she’s going to dump you right?”

“fuck you,” kendall threw his napkin down. “you wish.”

“yes, i do actually.”

“being eskimo brothers with your real brother is fucking gross dude, even for you.” kendall straightened his tie, leaving the tension-filled family dinner behind.

as he opened the door to the upstairs bathroom, he found you tipsy, texting your friends as you sat on the ledge of the tub.

“oh, hi!” you smiled, looking up at him. “listen, you cant actually be mad at me… i was just trying to ease the tension a bit. you told me tha—“

“stop talking.” you looking up at him with your pretty doe-eyes was enough for him. “i just think—“ he sat on the seat of the toilet, tilting your chin up to look into his eyes. “—that you’re a fucking whore is all. you’re a dirty girl, and you love attention.” his tone was sweet, antithetical to his words.

“i’m sorry ken,” you batted your eyelashes, embarrassed at how you had to press your legs together when he called you a dirty name.

“don’t fucking say you’re sorry.” his hand wrapped around your throat, pulling you in so your lips grazed against his own. “show me.”

you nodded, and he kissed you, open mouthed, hot, and wet, his tongue sliding into your mouth as he pulled you onto his lap.

“so fucking pretty,” he muttered, unbuttoning your shirt. “you have no idea how much you fucking own me.”

you hadn’t been dating for long, so his words were surprising, but you moaned in response, palming his cock through his charcoal colored pants.

“but tonight,” he pulled your hair with one hand, grabbing your wrist with the other. “you’re my filthy fucking slut.”

he stood up, bringing you with him, setting you down on the marble countertop on the left of the big basin sink. your shirt was off, skirt bunched up. kendall pushed his pants down, and then his briefs, pressing kisses against your throat as he lined up his cock with your aching entrance.

he pushed inside you, all at once, grasping his hand over your mouth as you groaned, loudly. he pounded into you, breathing obscenities into your ear as he fucked you, loudly. the mirror was fogging up, the soaps and cleansers on the countertops clinging against each other.

“you like that? i fucking know you do.” he had pulled his hand away from your mouth, opting instead to grab your jaw forcefully. “look into my eyes, dirty girl.”

you nodded, and he moaned animalistically, watching his cock slide in and out of your slick cunt. you could tell he was close; his breathing pattern always changed, becoming more desperate, sporadic.

he didn’t even warn you as he came, spilling it inside you as he rubbed your clit, making you jerk forward as you finished together.

kendall pulled out, kissing your forehead, like he always did. “good girl.” he said.

as you collected yourselves, picking up scattered garments, there was a knock on the door.

kendall rose his eyebrows at you, prompting you to answer.

“yeah?” you asked.

“okay hey y/n, hey ken, marcia was just wanting to know if it’s okay to cut the pie now.” roman giggled.

“yep go for it, sounds great.” kendall shrugged, not knowing how to respond.

[strawhateden]

𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗬 𝗬𝗢𝗨 ! - 𝗞𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗜 𝗕𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗚𝗢𝗨

pairing(s): bakugou x y/n authors note: hello guys! i'm having so much trying out this new theme, it makes me so happy! this one is a little sad, but i really enjoyed writing it. thanks for choosing to read! i love you guys! my dms are always open if someone wants to talk :) content: bullying, cursing, VERY SLIGHT mention of suicide, sexual harrassment

You walked through the crowded halls of U.A., navigating your way through the crowd. You were set on one spot, and one spot only. Your locker. It's where you and your boyfriend, Katsuki met up every morning. Originally, he was opposed to the idea, and called it "weird couple shit", completely dismissing the idea. You eventually talked the angry blonde into it, though. You loved that he was one of the first people you saw in the morning, and it put you in a good mood the rest of the day. However, this morning was different. From a distance, you could see drawings and writings all over your locker. Curious, you pushed and shoved your way through the many bodies, trying to get to it as quickly as possible. As soon as you approached your locker, you froze in place, eyes widening. Your eyes moved side to side, reading the nasty comments written permanently on your locker. dumb whore! go kys you ugly slut you have a wonderful body, im sure you'd be willing to show it off for me! "What the hell?" You muttered in shock, dumbfounded by the vulgar words. As people passed, many eyes widened upon seeing these terrible comments. "Hey, dumbass! What the hell did you do to your locke-" He began walking over as he noticed your glossy eyes, pausing as he quickly read the harsh phrases displayed across the blue metal. His face twisted up in anger. Pure anger. Sure, you could say Bakugou was mad 24/7, but right now, he was really mad. "What the fuck?! I'm going to murder whoever the hell wrote that". Bakugou angrily fumed, turning to you. "Ignore that shit, don't let it get to you. Someone's obviously jealous. You're pretty, and you're definitely not a whore or slut." He scoffed, harshly pulling you in to his side, wrapping his arm around your waist. "Hey dumbass, seriously, fucking ignore it." He muttered, fuming, as he stormed to class. "Mr. Aizawa." Bakugou angrily barked, as everyone looked over, diverting their attention to the two of you. "Mind your business you idiots!" Bakugou turned to the class, everyone immediately looking away. "Aizawa, wake up!" Bakugou scoffed, as the man crawled out, sighing. "This better be important." Aizawa muttered blankly, slightly annoyed, his eyes flickering up to you and the furious blonde boy. "Oh, it's pretty damn important." Bakugou scoffed, storming off as you watched the teacher lazily follow him. You decided to sit down, most people giving you a soft smile, knowing something was wrong, but unsure of what it was. "Are you alright?" Mina smiled, plopping down. "I'm all good." You flashed your teeth in response, trying to get it out of your mind.

"What the hell is this, huh? How did none of the teachers notice this?" Bakugou furiously yelled, as Aizawa sighed, walking over. He finally got close enough to read the red scribble, as his face twisted up in shock. "Who's locker is this?" Aizawa spoke, eyes wide. "Y/N's." Bakugou crossed his arms. "We'll figure out who did this...in the mean time." Aizawa spoke.

"This is absolutely and completely, unacceptable." Aizawa stood at the front of the class, his eyes read and angry, motioning to the smart board with the photo of the locker. "Whoever did this will get caught and will get expelled. It better not have been any of you, got it?!" Aizawa angrily spoke, as the students nodded obediently and quickly.

As the day went on, Bakugou got increasingly more and more protective over you. Bakugou even tried to beat up Monoma, but he swore it wasn't him. You were now just curious of who it was. Who would do that to you? It turned out to be two random 2nd year students. They weren't even in either of the hero classes, they were just two random kids you hadn't met before. In a way, this made you feel better. A lot better. At least you knew it was because of jealousy, now. Still, Bakugou clung to you for the next week. He was secretly scared of you getting hurt again by such awful comments, but he'd never let you know that. "Hey, Katsuki?" You turned to him as he just nodded at you. "I love you." You smiled, putting your head on his chest. "Yeah, whatever, you idiot. You too."