#they’re so pathetic and subby

[prettybabybaby]

Idc what anyone says, Eddie is a charismatic little perv who’s the worlds most fuckable loser. He gets no bitches just because of his D&D association. Even band and theater kids don’t fuck with him because they’re too intimidated. Due to the lack of action, mr dungeon master over here resorts to fist fucking any piece of female underwear (that he swipes from friend’s laundry) shit quality pornos and the most basic gas station magazines neatly tucked in the corner under his bed

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okay i got way too into this one

¡ stranger things masterlist !

please he was ecstatic when he turned 18 because he could finally buy his own magazines. he's def a regular the gas station. his favorite pages in the magazines are the ones with models who look somewhat like the girl he drools over — you — and he jerks off relentlessly, ruining the pages. he probably flips through the pages, finding the stiff page covered in his semen — he really needs a new one — and gets off after catching the slightest glimpse of the tops of your thighs or something. it takes close to nothing to get him going because he's so sexually frustrated and desperate. and with you being so pretty, he has no choice but to cum looking at a photo of a woman who could never measure up to you.

[miupow]

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⟡ 지성 JISUNG -> in the shower.

the steady, thundering drone of the water down your backs drowned out yours and jisung’s moans— at least you hoped they did, as you both grew louder in desperation, chasing your climaxes with jisung’s warm, wet body pressing you flush against the shower wall. you weren’t the only ones home. “sungie, please, they’re going to hear—!” you whimpered, fingernails clawing for purchase on Jisung’s water-slick back— his dark little giggle in response quickly dissolved into a moan as you dug little crescents into his warm flesh. “d-don’t care,” he groaned into your neck, greedy hands grabbing generous handfuls of your ass and thighs. “let ‘em know how good i give it to you~” ,, his thrusts growing sloppy and uncoordinated, his desperate whines bouncing off of the tile as he thrusted up into your tight wet heat with reckless abandon— you tightened your legs around jisung’s tiny waist, unable to focus, unable to do anything except moan in euphoric, mindnumbing pleasure and beg jisung for more. “touch me, please,” you pleaded to him with a pathetic hiccup, head rolling back and puffy cunt and clit throbbing; jisung just laughed yet again, high and airy, condescending yet equally as desperate. “i am touching you, baby,” he hummed, one hand loosening it’s hold on your ass to give the flesh a quick gentle spank. “or does my dirty girl want something more?”

⟡ 필릭스 FELIX -> on camera.

“smile for the camera, sunshine~” felix cooed, deep voice soft like velvet. the low timbre of it ignited a delightful fever under your skin, made your belly hot with desire as you laid naked on top his bedsheets. the teasing ghosts his touch haunted you even with his fingers occupied, his hands shaking just enough to be noticeable as he held up his phone to take in your naked form. “so beautiful, love, so fucking pretty… c’mon, show me how badly you need me.” ,, you couldn’t help but feel so nervous and exposed as you opened your legs, exposed your dripping wet pussy to greedy eyes and an even greedier camera lens— despite the nerves your core throbbed for attention, wet gummy walls and slick swollen folds fluttering around nothing. you swung your neck to hide your blushing face in the pillows, dizzy and overwhelmed with the sight of a camera between your legs, the wolfish grin that tugs at felix’s lips as his pretty brown eyes raked over your figure… he tutted in gentle, patronizing disapproval from behind his phone screen, one of his warm hands sliding up to rub your knee. “aw, don’t be shy, angel, look how wet you are for me, so cute.. there you go, good girl, eyes on me.”

⟡ 승민 SEUNGMIN -> in the car.

you knew better than to try and tease seungmin, especially while he was driving, but you just couldn’t help yourself from giving into your bratty desires— your squirmed in the passenger seat, your cunt throbbing at seungmin’s deepening scowl, the way he gripped the steering wheel so tight his knuckles turned pale, the way his cock jumped in his jeans as you ran your palm over the sizable bulge growing bigger and bigger the more you played with it. yet his eyes never left the road, his jaw set tight to keep any noises in as you dipped your fingers beneath the waistband… even as he snatched your wrist and tore your hand away from his crotch, his grip bordering on painful as he admonished you with a warning growl of “behave.” but just as you knew better than to test your puppy, he knew better than to expect you to listen; you simply began to play with yourself instead, peel your panties down your thighs from underneath your skirt and trail teasing touches across your exposed pussy lips, soaking wet and quivering… and without a word seungmin quickly pulled off onto an empty side road, ignoring your whines for attention as he made easy work of flipping you ass-up in the backseat. “this what you wanted, huh?” he purrs into your ear as his fat cockhead teased your dripping little hole. “fucking brat, want me to put you back in your place, want me to whore you out right here where anyone could see.”

⟡ 정인 JEONGIN -> in public.

despite it being originally his idea, jeongin seemed even more nervous as you were; his pretty hands shook as he rested them on your hips, fingers digging into your skin as he guided you to rut back gently against him. he kept his head buried in your neck to muffle any noises, but you could hear him just fine— the prettiest broken whimpers and cries as you rocked your hips, just slow and soft enough that any unsuspecting person who walked by the park bench would simply see two lovers in an embrace, the girl perched on the boys lap… they wouldn’t know that you weren’t wearing any panties under that cute little dress you were wearing, and that jeongin’s big fat cock was shoved deep inside your pussy all the way to the hilt~ you could feel jeongin’s thighs flex underneath you from the effort it took to keep himself still, the animalistic urge to buck up wildly into your tight wet heat clearly almost too much for him to bare. your poor baby, holding onto you for dear life as he shook with pleasure, “faster, harder,” he begged, shaky voice muffled against your skin, “‘m so fucking hard, need more, please,”,, and give him more you will, let him take control of the way your ass bounced on his cock as he gasped in pleasure, threw his head back against the back of the bench and screwed his eyes shut in euphoria. the park was mostly empty… but anyone walking by could see the two of you clearly. would they know how much of a slut the both of you were?

[blehmorf]

I just love subby boys so much.

They’re so obedient, it’s so pathetic.

[rougepancake]

PLEEEASSEE I need a subby tanjiro, megumi or denji (random selection ik). Edging them an not letting the poor baby cum until they’re begging and sobbing for you to let them finish. Being so mean yet so sweet, littering their face with soft kisses.

I’m here for it tbh 🤭

FT. Tanjiro Kamado, Denji

WARNINGS: Sexually explicit material under cut. Minors and ageless blogs dni. Edging, teasing, orgasm denial

TANJIRO KAMADO

His eyes are squeezed shut, his hips bucking upwards harshly as you continue to tease him with your hand. Oh what he would give to feel your lips wrapped around him right now.

A whine falls off his lips as he squirms, and you can’t help but chuckle.

“Aww, poor Tanjiro.” You mock, pulling your hand away for what felt like the hundredth time that night. “Does he need a kiss to make it feel better?”

“I-I need you…” His voice is weak, his eyes finally meeting yours. It’s a cute sight, really. “Please, Y/n…”

“Need me to what baby?” Your fingers trace the outlines of his muscles on his thigh, causing his hips to buck upwards once again. He moaned softly at the sensation, shooting you a half hearted glare.

He’s always so adorable when he’s needy.

“H-Hah~ need you to fuck me-“ Tanjiro’s breath came out in short gasps, and his tone was serious.

You found it amusing.

“Why don’t you show me how you’d like to be handled.” You pulled away and sat at the end of the bed, watching him intently. One way or another, he’d give in. Especially if it meant that he got to cum.

DENJI

He’s pathetic. And he hasn’t stopped moaning since the first time his right to cum was taken away from him.

It was unlike anything he’d ever experienced before, and he was unsure if he actually enjoyed it or if he was just desperate for release.

“What’s wrong Denji baby?” You asked sweetly, your voice laced with faux concern. You pulled away the vibrator, turning it off with a sigh. Maybe you really were concerned…

However, words were failing him, rendering him speechless.

“Do you want to continue?” The question snapped him out of whatever haze he was in, and he desperately wanted to tell you no so that he could finish on his own. But he knew you had the ability to give him the best orgasm of his life, and he wasn’t about to throw that opportunity away.

“Very well then.”

[tinytennisskirt]

art giving you a tummy bulge or whatever it’s called

PUT IT IN MY LIVER

um yes ofc mwah mwah mwah 😉

18+ MDNI under the cut!

warnings: mentions of marijuana use and drinking, sex!!! and subby art <333

one minute you’re just getting high to balance out the small buzz from the vodka and the next, you’re kissing him as the weed hits. you feel a little extra aware of your body as you kiss him, feeling his hands slide down your waist as yours crawl up around his neck. you both leaned in and just ended up kissing and you were here now, in a kiss that wasn’t urgent, but wasn’t too slow either. feeling the high over the alcohol as you crawl onto his lap where he sits against his pillow, his hands sliding down over your hips, your ass.

“oh fuck,” he whispers against your lips as you press against him more intentionally. you can feel him get hard through his sweats and your yoga pants. his face flushes pink and you can feel it from the heat between kisses. “i’m sorry-“ he mumbles. you just smile, continuing to kiss him. the radio on low across the room the only sound aside from the sound of fabric hitting the floor as you take your shirt off. you’re just possessed by the weed. every one of his kisses feel so good, they feel like music, they’re soft and they tickle a bit as he kisses down your chest.

you wouldn’t have even thought he was into you. you thought he just enjoyed your company. maybe it was the weed or the alcohol but it felt right in the moment. no need to dwell on something that would ruin it. you sit up a little more so that he can continue to kiss down your chest, but he looks up at you and you can’t help but kiss him properly. his jaw is tipped up so that he can kiss you where you are, but his hands pull at your hips, asking you to sit on him again.

you slowly sink back down, grinding gently on him when you land. he makes a noise you didn’t think he’d be one to make and it ignites a fire in you that even the lighter on the bedside couldn’t spark up. you begin to grind on him a little more, looking for that gorgeous noise again as you kiss rather lazily, slow but not in a boring way, in a way where there kiss is so concentrated that there’s no other way to go about it. hands on each other’s bodies, slowly, sensually roaming. feeling the weed being you up into the clouds, making you hyper aware of everything you’re doing but it all feels so fucking right.

when you grind it feels like your bodies are melting together. you can’t stop smiling through every kiss and his hands are pushing you into him more for more friction and he’s kind of pathetic that way but it’s adorable. you move from where you’re positioned and you swear he almost whines, but you’ve only moved off his lap and next to him. you’re sitting on your knees now, turning his face and kissing him again, just a little harder than before. just as slow. just as smooth.

one moment you’re smoking, the next you’re kissing and then the next you’re sliding your hand down his pants to grab his dick. and he hums when you grip him, trying not to make another noise but it’s everything and your hands feel so good. he’s sure there’s nothing better than how he’s feeling. he kisses you harder to silence himself as you begin to stroke his cock, pumping gently and slowly up and down. the space is limited so he pulls his clothing away from him so you have full range of motion.

and soon you’re picking up pace, kissing him, letting him grab at you the way he needs. he’s desperate to grab and feel everything as you jerk him off. “that feel good?” you ask him.

you like how he struggles to answer. it’s cute. “really good.” he answers breathlessly. “so good- mmm”.

“faster? slower?”

“faster-“ he says, “please.”

and you do as he wishes, moving your hand faster. he’s pressing his hips upward into your hand for extra leverage. you’re high and you can hear the radio and the white noise and his moaning and it’s perfect. the fire between your legs burns and you just… need him. your free hand cups his jaw, tilts his head up to kiss you when you raise up on your knees.

“i’m gonna-“ he says, breaths growing sharp. “can i?” you’re taken aback a little by the question, you’ve never been asked it before. if you were wet before, you were wetter now.

“uh huh.” you nod. and it’s only a few more strokes before he comes undone. it’s warm and it leaks down over your fingers and knuckles and he’s breathing hard and you don’t give a fuck, you need to fuck him now. the weed and alcohol says so. you’re dizzy but you need him. and he’s all sensitive but it’s so pretty the way he sounds-after helping you take your pants and underwear off- when you slowly sink down onto his cock. smoking, kissing, jerking him off, to fucking.

he makes these adorable little half-groan, half-moan sounds and they’re somewhere between high and low pitch. all you know is that they fuel you as you rock back and forth on his lap, your own moans mixing with his. he’s still coated in his own cum so even if you weren’t the waterfall you were at that moment, he’s still be slipping in and out of you so easily. it was a good thing you were on the pill.

“fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” he mumbled over your lower lip before you bit it gently, pulling just the slightest.

“you like this?”

“so… much… fuck,” his sounds were so fulfilling. “you feel so fucking good.”

his hands wanted to touch every single inch of you they could, they slid up and down your back but mostly rested in a grip on your waist, your hips, pulling you down on him. lazy, easy, sloppy sex that felt like the greatest thing in the world when you were crossfaded. neither of you cared about how you presented or how you sounded. not even about how loud you were as art fucked up into you while you rode him.

his hand was strategic, fingers reaching down, finding your clit and rubbing small, quick circles. you felt ripples of pleasure throughout your body and you knew maybe he’d been with a few girls based on that move alone. but that wasn’t the concern. you rolled your hips and he groaned so loudly. you’d never fucked anyone so vocal and you loved it, every move you made had a purpose- to elicit a noise from him. he made such pretty noises.

and it wasn’t long before his hand and his dick were both feeling just right. your own moans bounced off every wall in the dorm room and you rode him harder, feeling him deeper and deeper inside of you. he was big, he was really big, bigger than you thought. you knew it was genetics and probably because he was so thin, but it went so deep it hurt. and you had lost your virginity ages ago…

you could feel it in your lower stomach and as art trailed his other hand down your stomach, it trailed over the small spot where you could feel he was hitting. he was so deep there was the slightest little bump where he reached the top. you looked down as you bounced, “oh fuck- i’m going to“ and without warning you finished… HARD. harder than any orgasm you’d ever had alone. the mixture of sensations pushed you to the absolute limits of pleasure. art finished right after you, filling you with more of his cum, so much that it leaked before he even pulled out.

you slumped a little bit into him, dizzy. the room felt like it was spinning and you kissed him gently before resting your head for just a moment more before cleaning up. this was unexpected, sex on a whim, but it was definitely fucking good. and you would do it again. and you did do it again. twice more just to see the little bulge in your stomach again.

[moonrisecoeur]

okay but like imagine a bully leon that's actually so subby when things get real…. like idk what it is but there's really something about guys that look kinda dom on the outside actually being really submissive on the inside… Imagine some kind of high school or even better, college AU where Leon's kind of an asshole to you first semester, and then you scheme with your friends to get revenge … just not the way he expected or smth, maybe at some cliche party you end up one on one with him and after some kind of heated confrontation you make your move, and even though his bully side tries to resist, his subby side pops out and he eventually gets reduced to a begging, sobbing mess. And you just mistreat him so well, he gets all clingy and pathetic by the end of it, all whiny, and you're almost rough with him, getting him so needy and then forcing him to apologize so much and beg, and acknowledge idk something like he was wrong, you're the best, etc, he needs you

I think this would work maybe with RE2 Leon the best, but RE4 leon possibly? There's really just something about RE2 leon being subby and RE2 leon being a really bratty bully type But yeah smth like brat taming with leon or something!! Maybe even spanking if he was that much of an asshole lmaoooo

(sorry if this sent twice i was having issues with tumblr)

this is a wonderful concept and all but be so for real my guy leon could not be a bully. especially re2 and re4. he’s too sweet and gentle to ada in re2 and ashley in re4 to ever truly bully someone.

buuuuuuuuut since u already got this idea so flushed out i might as well add to it!! sorry this isn’t as long as i’d like to to be i couldn’t really think of anything else to add!!

sub!bully!leon x slight mean dom!reader, no pronouns used, afab body parts mentioned.

leon likes your attention and feels like the only way he can get it is to be mean. the first time you both met, you didn’t realize he was trying to talk to you and just walked past him (with like earbuds in and stuff) and he was so heartbroken.

so every time he sees you in class he’ll be rude and abrasive, calling you insulting nicknames and stuff. he kinda likes the face you make when you get mad, the way your eyebrows furrow and your eyes stare sharply at him.

he’s also kinda mean to your friends because to him they’re an extension of you.

at this party, he’s been drinking, not too much because he’s cautious but enough to where he’s not completely sober. you as well.

you both start arguing when he bumps into you and knocks your drink out of your hand. he says a lot of cruel things that make your heart ache slightly. he’s so needlessly mean that you’re getting fed up with taking his shit.

you take a step closer to him, finally willing to do more than stand your ground, but actually fight back, “do you just want me to hate you that damn bad, leon? because you really seem to enjoy pissing me off.”

his body feels weak at your cold tone of voice. he’s suddenly not the evil, monstrous man that made fun of you, embarrassed you, called you names, talked down to you. he tries to keep up his front, but you see it cracking.

“i know you like it,” he says, “like it when i’m mean to you, don’t you? you want me to call you names and make fun of you, kinky bitch.”

you scoff, looking away from him. he couldn’t be more wrong.

“what? you think i’m wrong? prove it to me, prove that you don’t like me like this. show me that you’re worth anything more than being the dirt beneath my—”

“shut the fuck up, leon,” you groan as you come closer to him. it’s what he was afraid of, and god you’re so close to him… he’s worried he might explode from nerves. your hand presses against his chest as you push him away, and then suddenly, you’re up against him, he’s pressed against the wall, and your hand is back on his chest.

“uh, i.. i—” he says.

“what’s wrong? lost the ability to speak?” you ask him rhetorically, smirking, “you did get something right, i am a kinky bitch. just the wrong kind.”

“what?” he asks breathlessly. he looks like he’s about to pass out, face red, hands shaking. you would want to soothe him if he wasn’t such an asshole, “wrong kind?”

your hand on his chest drops to his crotch, groping him over his jeans, and he fucking whimpers. already. you come to the realization that leon kennedy, the bastard who’s been torturing you for months on end, is a fucking sub. good god.

“wait wait wait… hold on… i- what are you doing?”

your smirk grows, your breaths and sighs are satisfied, contented with holding him here, watching him stutter and whimper, “awh, i will admit. you’re much cuter when you’re not using that mouth to be rude. much, much prettier…”

his face is already red, his ears too. he looks messy, fragile, adorable.

“p-please,” his voice breaks, and you know you’ve won.

—

“stupid, stupid boy, thinks he can be mean to me? messed with the wrong girl,” you say, patronizingly soothing as you run your fingers through his hair, his cock buried inside of you as he hides his face in the crook of your neck and shoulder, “you should say sorry, baby, for what you did to me.”

“fuck, i- i’m sorry, okay? i’m sorry about what i said to you a- and your friends! i’m sorry!”

you scoff, “no, you know that’s not good enough, try harder. tell me how pathetic and dumb you are.”

he whines, his lips pressing against your neck sweetly as an apology, and as a way out of giving you a real one. he grasps onto your body like you’re his only anchor to stability and sanity.

you try to coax him out of his shyness and get him to tell you all the things you want him to say, “c’mon sweetheart, you gotta tell me. tell me how mean and degrading and cruel you were to me, just to be my stupid, obedient boy after i flipped it on you. the second i was a little mean to you, you completely gave in to me, didn’t you?”

“y-yeah, i… i’m sorry, i know i haven’t been- ah, good for you, but please let me be. give me a chance to be good, please. i can be good.”

you just laugh, clearly annoyed with him, “stupid fucking thing, thinks he can make me forgive him by begging to give him the grace he never gave me. you will have to earn your forgiveness, baby.”

he whines, “can i please fuck you? please? i’ll show you how good i can be, how good i can make you feel, i’ll so whatever you say i promise!!!”

“no, sweetheart, you’re going to sit still. you’re going to cry and weep and sob about how sorry you are, about how much better i am than you, how you don’t deserve me or my pussy, and how badly you need me to treat you like you’re nothing.”

[abbyromanoff]

hi my love 😘 here to request g!p WandaNat x subby puppy R. mommy and daddy put their collar and leash on you as they use your holes however they please to their own pleasure. their first time doing anal on you as the other uses your other holes. breeding kink and degration as they dumb you down so much you’re just a dumb brainless little baby that easily submits to them and lets them use you how they please as they stuff you full

Two Is Better Than One

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x reader x Natasha Romanoff

Word count: 1843

Warnings: pet play, small breeding, dumbficfation, Nat had a dick and Wanda has a magical strap, blowjobs, anal, degrading, small praise, double penetrating, collars, leashes, daddy kink, mommy kink

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

“You ready, sweetheart?” Came Wanda’s seductive tone, the slight rasp only causing more of your juices to drip down your leg. You stared up at the woman with pleading eyes, her strap prodding at your lips. When you opened your mouth to speak, you were immediately shut up by her cock, gagging noises leaving you almost instantly.

Nat watched from behind, her hard length being grasped in her hand. She stroked herself watching you two, the remembrance of her and Wanda’s conversation causing pre-cum to escape her.

Your leash attached to a pretty pink collar was tugged, the toy hitting the back of your throat as tears pooled in your eyes. The woman threw her head back, your mouth’s warmth invading her senses. You just guessed she was acting as if she could feel it, you never would’ve thought she actually could.

“Oh, fuck! Mm, Nat’s so lucky, baby, I needed to know what you felt like. This isn’t just a normal strap, no, I made it so I could feel everything. Your mouth is so warm, I can’t wait to fill this tight cunt.” Nat smirked at your shocked face, her hand going to grasp your neck from behind you.

“Come on, pup, choke on her cock. Can you not take it? Fucking pathetic, can’t do anything for your mommy.” She scoffed and took the leash out of Wanda’s hands, wrapping it around her own and tugging harder than your other wife. She was always rougher, ruining you till you can barely even move. Wanda on the other hand was sweeter, more gentle. Nat didn’t want to say it, but seeing you so close to your mommy and going to her when she was a bit harsher hurt her.

“What if the two of us fucked your mouth at the same time? Hm? Answer me, whore.” A strike was left upon your already red ass. Nat got on her knees behind you, calmly stroking your hair before gripping the locks and forcing you further down.

“You can’t even talk, can you? Your mouth just being stretched out around her, such a cute little puppy.” She chuckled dryly before motioning to Wanda as she placed her hand over your forehead, nasty thoughts immediately invading your mind. You whimpered.

“Aww, is our innocent little thing all needy for their mommy and daddy?” No answer was heard as you focused only on delivering her pleasure, trying to not let your mind give in. She let you go. You took a long breath in and out as you tried to regain yourself, hearing words of mockery being shared about you.

Before you could even focus on what was happening, you felt yourself being thrown onto a mattress, your legs spread as hands groped your body without shame. They stared down at you with love and lust, you gave them a dopey smile back.

“Oh, princess, you’re so cute! This pretty little pussy is just begging to be fucked, isn’t it?” You nodded quickly as they positioned themselves on the bed, Wanda sitting between your open legs and Nat going behind you like earlier.

“Fuck, you need to see this Nat, they’re clenching around nothing!” Her fingers teased your hole, your body reacting with squirms as Wanda held you down.

“Stop moving, mutt.” She gave you a warning glare, releasing your body when you followed her instructions.

“God, I can’t wait to feel this sweet little cunt. Nat has been bragging for years about how you wrap around her so nicely, you don’t know how badly I’ve been needing to know.” She rubbed her tip up and down your folds before Nat brought your attention back to her, squeezing around your throat causing your breathing to cut off. Your head was thrown back and Nat connected her lips with yours in a sloppy kiss.

“Get on all fours for us, puppy, we’re gonna fuck you so hard you’ll forget your own damn name.” The two grasped your hips and forced you into position. Wanda sat below you as you straddled her lap while Nat kneeled behind your body. A slap was placed on your bottom as Nat then gripped your ass, watching the way it moved at the contact.

“Daddy’s gonna use this precious hole, always so fucking tight for me.” She had never said that before, she never even mentioned wanting to fuck your ass. You thought you’d be too tight for her, she wouldn’t be able to fit.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it fit,” Nat said, noticing your worried state. As much as she loved to hurt you, she’d never do something you didn��t want. Wanda rubbed your sides up and down, a gentle reassurance that they were both right here to take care of you.

“But, it will hurt.” The woman made you look into her eyes, leaving a small kiss on your lips. It was crazy how they could be so degrading yet so sweet at the same time.

“It will, but we’ll be right here. We’ll start off slow, we promise.” You couldn’t say no to that. You nodded and they both smiled, giving pecks to your head as a small smile made its way on your face.

You felt a cool liquid drip onto your hole, you jumped a bit at the contact. You felt the tip of Wanda’s strap slowly enter you, your walls clenching around her almost instantly. She moaned louder than ever before.

“Fuck! You’re so warm and tight,” She was cut off by a mewl leaving your lips, she couldn’t help it. “I’m sorry, honey, you just feel too good. Will you be good for me? Let me fuck you?” Your face dropped into her neck as she pulled your locks lightly, enjoying the way you whimpered quietly.

Before you could get used to the stretch, Nat’s cock prodded at your untouched hole. You felt so full. Tears pooled in your eyes, they were wiped away before they could even fall down your face. Wanda smiled at you, trying her best not to break and fuck you senseless.

“You’re so pretty when you cry, pup.” She licked the thumb covered in your tears, staring directly into your eyes as she seductively took it in her mouth.

The two had finally bottomed out inside of you after you grew used to the size, you’ve never had both of them stretching you out like this. It felt good. It hurt but it felt like heaven at the same time.

“I need to move, baby, I need to so fucking bad!” Wanda moaned out as you felt her directing you back and forth on her ass, every movement causing Nat to go deeper inside of you as well. Nat didn’t move, she let you do the work.

“Wanda, don’t help them. Let them do the work. Our little mutt wants to be fucked, they can do it themselves.” Wanda released your hips, putting her arms behind her head as she watched you cry out for help.

“Oh don’t get all whiney now, we’re giving you what you want!” She used her magic to tease your swollen clit, your mouth falling open with a loud moan when she hit a spot deep inside of you.

“Oh, darling, did we find your g-spot?” You nodded quickly before Nat tugged on your leash once more, your neck being forced onto her shoulder.

“Does that feel good? Tell us, how does it feel having mommy and daddy stretch out your tight holes?” A slap was sent to your ass in a warning when you lacked a response. You quickly fixed that, mumbling out incoherent words that they acted as though they couldn’t hear.

“What was that? Aww, Wanda, I think we dumbed down our little pet so much, they can’t even talk! So adorable, just our little toy to fuck when we get bored.” You could barely understand a word she said, only focusing on trying to repeat your words from moments ago.

“I-it feels good! So fucking good!” Another slap. This time, Wanda was the one to pull on your leash to make you face her, you could see the anger written all over her.

“What is our number one rule, sweetheart?” No swearing. Shit. The two continued their brutal pace as you were stuck between them trying your best to come up with some sort of apology.

“You fucking slut, we give you everything and you can’t even listen to a thing we say? I think we should punish them, what about you Wanda?” Nat spoke, receiving a satisfied hum in return.

“I agree, our baby needs to start paying attention to the damn rules. I say, no cumming for the rest of the night.” You knew she was just being cruel, she couldn’t care less about you swearing. You looked at her with panic in your eyes, the thought of being edged as they filled up each of your holes turning you on yet scaring you at the same time.

“No mommy, please-” Before you could finish speaking, you were interrupted by a finger to your lips.

“Shh, let us do the talking, you just keep rocking back and forth for me.” You were growing tired, they noticed it. Nat’s hands gripped your hips harshly in her hands as she guided you once more.

“God, you can’t even do anything without our help anymore, can you?” She rolled her eyes at your actions. She knew she was close, the tight feeling in her stomach proving that. She wanted to wait though, she wanted her and Wanda to fill you up at the same time.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum! Wanda, do it with me, please cum with me!” She yelled out, Wanda throwing her head back at the feeling of your walls clenching around her. She listened to Nat and let herself go, her cum being able to shoot deep inside of you due to the magic-enhanced strap.

“Yeah, fill that cunt. Can’t wait to get you all round with our pups, we’ll stuff you full of cum every day just to make sure you’re pregnant.” Nat mewled out, spurts of her release filling you to the brim.

“Daddy, too much!” Neither of them cared what you thought, they just continued to watch as their cum leaked out of your weeping holes. You begged and begged for them to let you finish, but they refused. It was your only way of learning, they’d say.

“Please! I’ve been so good! Just wanna cum for mommy and daddy.” You sobbed into Wanda’s chest as the two finally calmed down. They only shared a small laugh before sliding out of you. You thought you were done, that they’d just leave you there. But they didn’t. Instead, Wanda kneeled on one side of you while Nat did the other, their growing erections in their palms.

“Oh, doll, don’t get all nervous on us now. You were just taking us so well, I think we deserve a little reward for fucking you so well, don’t you think?”

[starlightsuffered]

Soft With Benefits

Info - soft Dom, nursing hand job, baby talk, ball patting, friends with benefits, praise kink, admission of love, lactating reader, curvy reader, reader with big boobs, kissing cock, calling boy puppy

“Mommy I’m so horny,” these were the first words I heard when I picked up my phone.

“Oh baby, are those sacs all full?” I cooed.

“Yes mommy, too full. I want mommy to help me get my stickies out,” he said poutily.

“Okay, can I come over and help you?” I asked.

“I can drive if you want,” he offered.

“No baby, it’ll be hard for you to walk with your big stiff thingy. Aren’t you too drippy to focus I don’t want you to crash,” I said gently.

“Yes mommy I’m all drippy and sticky,” he said.

“Alright honey, let mommy come over and get all the stickies out,” I said. We said goodbye and hung up. I drove to his house. I adored my friend with benefits. I would spend every day with him if I could. I loved being his mommy Dom, he was so incredibly sexy.

“Mommy!” He cheered when he opened the door. There was a tent in his pants.

“Oh baby, so hard,” I said sweetly. He bit his lip and nodded.

“I want to nurse, I want suckies and milkies in my tummy,” he whined.

“Okay baby,” I said gently. I led him over to the couch. I took lactation inducing pills for him. I took off my top and bra.

“Mommy, your suckies are so beautiful,” he said dreamily. He was very fond of my large breasts and curves.

“Come here puppy,” I begged. He darted to me and struggled to wrestle off his boxers and pants. He whined impatiently as he tried to get his hard penis out.

“Oh look at that pretty pink cock,” I cooed. I moved forward and kissed his tip and he sighed submissively. My lips were salty with precum.

“Come let me cradle you baby, mommy is here,” I said softly. He whined and dove into my arms. I cradled his head. I kissed his forehead and he squirmed.

“Baby, come on, on mommy’s nipple. I want that little tummy full,” I said.

“I want that,” he nodded pitifully. He latched onto my nipple and began to breastfeed. He was noisily sucking.

“Oh baby boy. You look so pretty with suckies in your mouth,” I crooned and grasped his cock.

“Mmmm mommy,” he said, his voice muffled by my breast.

“Yes, mommy is here,” I agreed as I pumped his cock. He needily fucked into my hand as he kneaded my breast.

“Get milkies in your tummy baby. Mommy will take care of your big thingy,” I said. I could hear the wet sounds of his cock.

“You make mommy’s pussy feel so good pretty boy,” I told him. I played with his hair.

“Mommy, mommy, mommy,” he chanted. “I love suckies. I love having a mommy.”

“Yeah baby? You like being my good boy? Small and weak, just needs to be babied?” I asked him.

“Mmmhhmmm,” he whined. He looked so beautiful suckling, trails of milk trickling down his chin. He was such a desperate subby boy for milk.

“Such a good boy for mommy, so smart, and brave, and obedient, and funny. Mommy’s perfect little boy,” I cooed. I kissed his forehead again and he whimpered.

“Are your cummies building baby?” I asked.

“Yes mommy,” he squirmed.

“Just relax. Focus on mommy’s curves and mommy’s voice, and suckies and milk,” I instructed. I took my hand off his cock. I lightly patted his swollen balls and he was letting out pathetic high pitched noises.

“Mommy, mommy, mmmmmm, so good, so wet and drippy. My sacs are so full for you,” he cried out.

“They’re so full aren’t they angel?” I asked as I patted them gently.

“Yes mommy, they’re so full,” he gulped.

“You need to make cummies don’t you?” I asked and took his cock in my hand again.

“Yes mommy,” he said and buried his face back into my breast.

“Who is the best boy in all of New York?” I asked him.

“Me,” he lisped.

“M-Mommy, I’m gonna make cummies!” He squealed.

“Make cummies for mommy, you can do it,” I encouraged him.

“Oh mommy!” He cried as cum exploded from his cock. His ropes covered my hand as he humped my fist and moaned.

“Such a good boy, mommy is so proud of you for making stickies,” I smiled as he panted.

“Oh mommy, mommy I love you,” he said dazedly. My head whipped around to look at him. His eyes widened as he realised what he’d done.

“I’m sorry,” he said. He lifted his hands to cover his face. I yanked them down not caring that I got cum on him.

“Was that sub space or do you mean it?” I asked. He struggled up and out of my arms.

“Well, I know this is just friends with benefits for you, but, but, yes. I’m in love with you. I wish I was actually yours,” he confessed.

“Timmy,” I beamed.

“What?” He asked cagily.

“I love you too. Of course this isn’t just sex for me,” I exclaimed.

“Really!” He asked excitedly.

“Yes!”

“Oh this is amazing,” he grinned. I pulled him to me for a deep kiss. Our first of many as a couple.

[hyunsvngs]

Just wanna give a general blood and vampire cw before I say what I was gonna say (in case!!)

Juno what do you think about subby vampires,,

Like,, in general (but also in the context of skz)

Subby vampires who get so desperate, mouthing at your neck and whining as they beg and beg and beg for your permission to feed

Subby vampires who want to be held and squeezed when you fuck so they can nuzzle against your pulse points and smell you (or feel your pulse under your skin)

Subby vampires who cum as soon as they taste your blood

Subby vampires who cry when they feed bc they don’t wanna hurt mommy

Subby vampires who get a taste for you and only you, follow you like they’re your scary dog when you know they’re just your pathetic puppy

Subby vampires who come home at daybreak whimpering and dizzy bc the smell of someone else makes them sick, so they attach themselves to you and hump against your thigh while they bask in the scent of the sweet blood under your skin

Idk I think people see vampires and go right for the obvious dom energy but let’s especially think about Hanji or Felix subby vampires,,, like let’s just CONSIDER IT pls

I could literally only bring this thought to you much love mwah mwah kisses on your forehead

-1%

“Subby vampires who cry when they feed bc they don’t wanna hurt mommy”

THIS…. This

[wonyopout]

mawther pls share ur danjangz thoughts i need to feel like im not the only crazy person ever

DANJANGZZZZZZZZZZ ohmg thabk YEWW for asking this i have so many danjangz thoughts

equally needy, subby top wonyoung and twinky dom power bottom gel 🔛🔝 (i love twink gaeul she’s so real) that being said they both lean more towards switch and they’re both SOOOO loud omfg gaeul moans so loudly (probably screamed once or twice too) while wony pants like a dog and is So whiny i’m also a very firm believer in whipped loser wony + gaeul who can’t say no to her hehe. wonyoung is definitely bossy in like a teasing way with gaeul in public just bc she knows gel can’t threaten to tie her up, heheh wony mouthing off whenever she wants gel to get short with her n punish her a lil bit 😋😋 but like this is rare for wonyoung since she much prefers being obedient. also also gaeul with an unnie kinkkkkk like wony calls her unnie no matter the situation but she says it different when they’re alone,, sometimes using that same voice in public just to fuck with gaeul bc she’s knows she’s the only one that’ll pick up on it

also gaeul is soo sensitive to touch in my mind like jumping a bit when wony touches her skin unexpectedly,, feeling her mind get hazy as wonyoung draws feather light circles on her skin with her fingers,, hypersensitive gaeul + oral fixation wonyoung A MATCH MADE IN HEAVENNNN, gaeul already kicking and trying to push wonyoungs head from between her legs after just one orgasm, knowing full well wony isn’t letting up anytime soon 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 also SOMNO yea.. Yea

also also Also can we all take a moment and consider undergrad wonyoung and phd student gaeul 200k slowburn dark academia/the secret history au WOAHHH (why am i actually considering writing this..) can we consider the power play, wony infatuated with gel.. obsessed even. PERV WONY- [TRAIN PASSES BY] and gaeul mainly just sees wonyoung as her play thing, going to her when she wants her attention and to mess with her (she secretly thinks she’s the cutest thing ever and wants to do crazy things to her cervix 🤭🤭) but b4 gaeul can even do anything wony snaps and fucks her in an empty classroom,, this is getting into dubcon area oops but wonyoung pushing gel face down against a desk before forcing her hand down her pants 🥴 gaeul fighting back so pathetically, telling wonyoung to let her go and she won’t say anything. tears in her eyes as she tries to hold back her moans and not rut against wonys hand..

[carnivorousyandeere]

having the yans just... do things for you with a vibe stuffed in them and no cumming until you say so. squirming while making your food and trying not to hump your leg during a massage...

This would be so fun to do to any of the subby yans, but especially Cam~! Making them give you a whole head-to-toe spa treatment while they’re stuffed full, vibrator pressing against their prostate with a matching vibrating cock ring around them… making fun of them for how sweaty and shaky their hands are as they try to massage you, to scrub your skin… switching up the settings just to hear the way they gasp and watch the way they chew their lip raw trying to be good and hold in their noises…

Don’t let your guard down too much, though— if Cam gets worked up enough, they’ll try slipping the remote control from your hand and pinning you down to fuck, pathetic little “sorry”s leaving their mouth as they rut against or into you, tears and sweat mixing and dripping onto you.

[lace-coffin]

I have a request. Could you pretty please do some spicy headcanons of Asa with a bratty S/O 🙏. He probably has no tolerance for disobedience so having a bratty pet would result in punishment. Apologies I'm a horny bastard lmao 😂

How would Asa Emory cope with a bratty s/o? (Nsfw)

Asa Emory x gn!bratty!reader

Trigger warning for sexual content- bdsm- power exchange/ power dynamic- spanking

If you asked Asa if he likes brats a few months ago he would frown and say no. Not enjoying the constant battle and frustration of trying to subdue them, Asa wants complete submission and expects nothing less.

If you asked Asa if he likes brats in the present day he would smirk and tell you “they’re not as clever as they think they are” thinking fondly of you, at home, still chained to the wall where he left you, hopefully that is, you’re a slippery one to hold down.

Had Asa known you’d been a brat when scouting you for the collection he wouldn’t have bothered, would’ve found someone more easy to command. God is he thankful he didn’t.

He expected to hate training you, but he couldn’t love it any less. You were harder to break down than previous pets, kicking, swearing,spitting, straight up ignoring him sometimes. The punishments that followed were indulgent for him, marvelling at the way you fought hard at first, all gnashing teeth and scratches.

This was no longer the case once Asa had wrestled you to floor, both panting and glaring eachother down. Pinning your arms above your head and sliding his leather belt out of the loops. Shit. You knew where this was going. This only makes you thrash harder, legs jutting into his stomach, winding him momentarily.

Regaining his position over you he snatches your legs, fastening the belt around your claves and securing them. Before you can even think to fight back your hauled over to the sofa and slung over Asa’s knees, bottoms and underwear ripped down unceremoniously.

“Now, pet, you can either choose to apologise and the punishment will be lighter or you can continue being the dumb little mutt we both know you are and receive the full extent of it.” A moment passes in silence….”get fucked” you spit back. “You never learn, there really isn’t anything going on up there is there? You need daddy to tell you how and when to think, it’s pathetic.”

They way you break down into a dumb sobbing mess is beautiful in Asa’s eyes, all big talk and flailing until his black gloved hand comes down onto your exposed ass, again and again,leaving you begging and sobbing out apologies.

Asa looks at you pitifully, taking in the tears clinging your lashes and the rosey hue of your beaten ass, he knows you’ll be feeling it for the next day or two. His gaze softens as he rubs some ointment on your red behind and pulls your underwear back up, manoeuvring you to lay on the sofa on your side, careful not to put pressure on your butt.

He hushes your whines of complaint as he leaves briefly to get you a snack and a juice box, he may be a sadistic dom/lover but he’s not an improper one, aftercare is non negotiable and is always first priority after a scene.

He returns and settles into the sofa next to you, prompting you to sit upright so he can feed you, your brain still fuzzy and airy in Subspace.

Your master runs a hand over your cheek, wiping away a stray tear and looking at you smittenly. “See how easy it is when you’re good for me? You can just be a little pet and let master do the thinking ok? No need to be bratty. Just let daddy handle all the difficult things and it’ll be ok.” he practically coo’s at you, fondly committing your far away subby look to memory. “I have you, my silly cricket”

[goorehound]

hello i have könig brainrot and i am down horrendous so could i request a könig x afab reader? i am of the belief that he has very sensitive nipples, like so sensitive he can come just from stimulation to them without touching his cock. could you write that for me? he’s very subby and he deserves nice things. i wanna see him cry in a loving, horny way <3

oh absolutely. no crying in this one, I couldn’t figure out how to work it in naturally - but I think I made him pathetic enough <3 feel free to request more, I love writing this mother fucker.

Nsfw, 18+, König x afab GN!reader, nipple play, mentions of oral

Nipple Play - König x Reader

You did know about König’s certain sensitivity, you had explored that intimately when you’d first noticed it. And you weren’t purposefully trying to be a tease, not at all, stroking his chest came naturally when you were snuggled up in bed together. Merely zoned out in your own thoughts as your hand idly traced shapes back and forth, back and forth.

König must’ve realized that it was unintentional, because he was gently pulling you from your thoughts with a soft voice and a firm hand laying over top of yours. Momentarily stilling it’s movements. “Schatz?”

“Hmm?” Eyes finding a bit more clarity and zeroing back in on your surroundings, they swept up to his face. “Hi.” You greeted cockily, more than able to glean from his heavy stare that he was worked up.

König swallowed, eyes darting over your face. “Hey.” He couldn’t help but return the smile if only slightly, then cast a wary glance down to your hand that he’d trapped against his chest. You followed his gaze steadily, giving his pec a firm squeeze after a moment or two.

“Was I playing with your tits again?” Your grin turned cheeky, looking up just in time to see his face flush.

“They aren’t tits.” He argued, but it was exasperated at best. He’d long since given up actually trying to deter you from calling his chest that, it always brought a smile to your face. And you seemed pretty into it, sometimes - he didn’t mind. More than that, the term usually had heat pooling in his gut.

“They’re excellent tits.” You shot back, massaging the handful of muscle for a moment. His grip on your hand went lax, and he almost seemed to melt back into the bed.

“Mm.” He grunted noncommittally, eyes fluttering as he resisted the urge to shut them. You could tell by the change in his breathing pattern that things were about to get fun, and you kept up a steady grope of his chest. Nothing too direct yet. “Danke.” He said wryly.

Then, you traced your thumb in a careful circle around his nipple - watching him shift his weight in the bed and try to catch his breathing before it hitched. “You’re welcome.” You cooed softly, watching intently when his tongue darted out to wet his lips. His fingers steadily made their way down your back to start tracing the skin above the waistband of your shorts.

When you purposefully swiped over his nipple his hand twitched against you, throat making a very specific clicking noise that you knew meant he was stifling a noise. Smiling to yourself, you began to kiss over the other side of his chest while your fingers idly played with the other. Pausing to leave a delicate kiss over the opposite nipple, hard through the fabric of his shirt, and he inhaled sharply. Arching just enough to press gently up against you in a silent plea for you to continue on.

“You’re being quiet.” You said, your hand creeping down to slip up under his shirt. “Are you not enjoying yourself?” The tease was paired with a sharp pinch, and he couldn’t hold in his noises. A gasp and a rough little noise expressing his pleasure.

You sealed your lips over his before he had a chance to formulate a response, swallowing the noises he let out as you continued to tweak and tease. Feeling a large hand creeping over your thigh, pulling it over his lap to rest over his hard on. The heat of it seeped through the thin fabric of his boxers, and you hummed against his lips.

Despite his persistence in trying to jostle your thigh so you’d apply some friction, you didn’t fold. Instead swinging over your knee so your thighs framed his torso. Sitting yourself on his stomach and starting to pull his shirt up, smiling broadly at his wounded look over the distance between your ass and his cock.

Your nails dragged over his chest and he shivered near violently, stretching himself out under your palms with a deep whine. “Bet you could cum from this.” His distressed noise disagreed, but dissolved into a long moan when you ducked down to seal your mouth over one of his nipples. Tongue tracing and flicking, drawing more noises from his throat.

His hand slid up to cup your head, urging you closer to him, wordlessly begging you to not pull away. Instinctively his hips pressed upward to try and get some sort of relief - melting back into the mattress when he couldn’t find any.

When you bit down on the delicate skin he cried out a bit louder, composure finally cracking as he all but writhed beneath you. “Fuck. Please. Please?”

“Please what?”

“I need you.” You knew what he meant, but you stayed quiet. Encouraging him to explain himself. “Please, let me cum?”

“I’m not stopping you.” You assured him, creating a path of kisses to the opposite side of his chest. Pleasuring him with deft fingers and a roaming tongue, scraping teeth, twisting and pinching here and there. He practically keened, still trying to rock his hips subtly. Trying to get you closer to where he needed you, to no avail.

“Please, please.” He tried again, eyes clenched shut to shield himself from his own embarrassment. “Shit.” Came his devastated groan when you didn’t budge. Leaking and twitching, writhing and squirming against the sheets and unable to fully catch his breath.

He began babbling nonsense hoping to appeal to your merciful side. It was difficult to ignore your own arousal, especially when the muscles of his stomach flexed against you in the most delicious of ways.

“Oh,” He tensed in a new sort of way, muscles going taught, his face contorting as his back arched off the bed. “Oh fuck, don’t stop.” His voice was a wreck now. Body wracked with trembles and fingers twitching in short spasms over your skull. “Fuck fuck, fuck. Close. So close.” He started stumbling over his words incoherently after that point, until he fell still and silent.

It took a bit longer than initially expected, but you could tell when he began to hold his breath in anticipation. The moan that broke free was more of a sob than anything and you could envision the mess he’d just made of his boxers. You didn’t let up until he couldn’t so much as breathe without shuddering, slurring curses that you could hardly understand, trying to shrug off your touches without completely dislodging you.

When you sat up and finally levelled your crotch with his own, delighting in the way his hips jerked up against you and pulled a pitiful noise from his throat, his arms draped themselves over his face.

“Good boy.” You raked your nails down his stomach, feeling him react accordingly. He mumbled something incoherent into his arms.

“Hmm?”

Slowly he peered out from behind his arms, lowering them down to take hold of your hips. “Sit on my face?” He breathed out in a rush, barely above a whisper. “Please?”

As if you could say no to those puppy dog eyes.

[hunnyfemme]

I love being subby dont get me wrong- but theres a sadistic dominant itch i never get to scratch and im so full of ideas about it

- having my butch hard pack for me and snap my fingers/tell them to come close whenever i want to play

- picking their outfits and cologne to match mine and calling them my pretty-boy on our night out, only to pry their belt open and edge them to tears when we get home (calling them my pretty-boy all over again when they’re re good for me)

- sitting in a butch’s lap and gently scratching their head and kissing them dizzy before gripping hard at their hair, pulling them away so i can see the absolutely pathetic open mouthed expression they make

- tying them down and making them beg just to touch me, watching them arch and struggle when i touch myself because they want to be the one making me moan so badly

-watching the way they grit their teeth, tense their jaw, and hiss after being struck

- the big dopey eyes and grin after a long night of getting exactly what they want

[eddies-ashtray]

desperate, subby eddie <333

***

you place a kiss to his soft stomach. and then another to the left and slightly above his belly button. you weren’t planning on loving on him so much but now that you are it just feels right.

another tender kiss just centimetres below the last.

“s-sweetheart,” eddie gasps. another kiss. another.

when you reach the pretty smattering of hair travelling beneath his boxers, you flatten your tongue against it and lick a thick line over it. eddie’s hips rise off the bed, chasing your tongue.

“god, baby. don’t make me beg,” he whines. you think you could make him if you teased him a little while longer. eddie’s desperate tonight and any control he usually possesses in these situations had seemingly evaporated the second you began your sweet trail of kisses down the sensitive skin of his inked chest.

you place a kiss just above his waistband as you scratch your nails lightly down his sides, causing eddie to shiver. 

the length of him is outlined thickly beneath his boxers; hot and hard and dripping precum. you think you even see it twitch beneath the cotton as you gingerly draw a finger up his length from base to tip.

eddie’s becoming increasingly restless as your teasing goes on, squirming against the sheets and bucking his hips when he feels your warm breath against his cock.

he groans in desperation as you press a light kiss to the small wet patch where his tip rests. the groan draws into a sweet moan when you mouth at the head.

“please,” eddie begs finally, voice all rasp. you’ve never heard him so desperate in your life. never seen him so at your mercy.

enjoying yourself a little too much and wanting him to beg and plead for your wet, warm mouth on his cock, you decide to drag this out a little longer. besides, it’s not like eddie’s ever showed you any mercy when he’s had you in similar positions. 

“but i’m having so much fun,” you say, placing kisses down his covered length. eddie huffs a gruff noise, a hand flexing in the sheets at his side, hips shifting on the bed. you push them down as you stare up at him. his other arm is thrown over his face, hair a wild mess across the pillow. somehow, he’s already wrecked. smirking to yourself at his state, you allow spit to pool in your mouth before covering his balls with your mouth, sucking them over the cotton and allowing your spit to seep through the material and reach his sack. they’re heavy on your tongue. you want to feel the fully weight of them in your mouth.

even more pathetic this time, eddie simply whines, a high sound you’re shocked to hear tear its way from his throat.

when you pull off of him, you place a kiss just below his navel. you find him looking down at you now, arm resting lazily above his head, a prominent crease between his brows, chest heaving. you smile innocently up at him. as if you haven’t been slobbering all over his clothed cock for the last five minutes.

“you’re being cruel. what happened to my sweet thing?” eddie asks, hand coming up from the sheets to allow his thumb to trace over your chin, slick with your spit. you nip playfully at the pad of his thumb, causing eddie to gasp shortly.

“you’re pretty when you’re desperate to have my mouth on your cock,” you explain simply. “if you ask nicely maybe i’ll let you use my throat.” 

suddenly you notice the glassy quality of eddie’s eyes, the dilation of his pupils, the pout of his pink mouth. he may be more willing to ask for what he wants than you originally anticipated.

“beg,” you demand, confident. “tell me what you want.”

huffing in frustration, eddie drops his head back against the pillow. licking his slightly dry lips, he shuts his eyes, letting go of his pride at last to do as you say. to his surprise, it feels good to let go just as it feels good to have control. a different kind of good, but good nonetheless. 

“please, baby. need your mouth, your hands, anything!” eddie pleads. when you don’t look entirely convinced he continues, the words tumbling from his mouth. “christ, i might actually die if you don’t touch me…just touch me, please touch me. touch me. i promise i’ll-”

tugging down his boxers just enough to free his leaking cock seems to cease his rambling. you pause for a moment to admire the mess of dark, wiry curls just below his waistband, then his pretty, flushed dick; the blushing tip, pearls of precum budding at the slit.

your hot mouth sinking down his length pulls a deep sigh of relief from him.

the taste of him invades your senses. his taste, his smell. he’s all sea salt and blackberry. bittersweet and heavy on your tongue. you can feel the smoothness of his skin and the gentle ridges of veins on your tongue. all of it has you momentarily weak as you focus on the act, letting his cock slide further down your throat before letting up a little. just the simple weight of his cock in your mouth has you lost for a moment.

eventually, his hands come to the back of your head and rest there, not pushing, just a lifeline. this seems to bring you back to the moment, remembering that you’re supposed to be in full control right now.

you pull off to say, “no touching.” — partially because you wish to torture him—before swallowing him back down again. he seems to like a bit of torture anyway.

eddie whines, but obliges, hand leaving your head to push it under the pillow he rests against. he must restrain himself from touching you, also has to refrain from lifting his hips off the bed to use your mouth like he wants. by now, he knows he’ll be scolded if he does. this is all on your terms.

when his hips lift off the bed again you let him fall out of your mouth once again. “can you be a good boy?”

“fuck,” is all he says.

you pinch eddie’s thick thigh and he gasps softly, looking down at you with pleading eyes.

“i asked you a question, baby,” you remind, trying to remain stern despite his pretty puppy dog eyes on yours.

“y-yes. i can be good,” eddie stammers out, gravel singeing his tone.

you smile. “good.” and resume your actions. the moan that escapes him is high and needy.

you could get used to this—his submission. eddie at your mercy. so who could blame you when you drag the night out for as long as possible?

[lipglossanon]

I reaaly wanna know most to least Leon lasts the longest through NNN

Hi anon!

Well in my other ask about NNN, I honestly think they could all make it but I think it would be harder on some than others 🤭

OG Stepdad, Sweet Stepdad, and Dark Stepdad are all unaffected no matter how much you flirt or tease or whatever. If anything you make it worse on yourself because they can take what you dish and deal it back out even worse 🤣

OG Stepbro and Subby Stepbro have a tougher time of it. They’re younger and revved up to go all the time 🤭 so you can tease and taunt them way more easily. OG Stepbro gets meaner about being frustrated whereas Subby Stepbro is so whiny and pathetic that it pulls your heartstrings 🥺