#this feels like an expose post about how much I think about his cock

[shamblespirate]

Some headcanons about Kid and his massive dick? 😏😍 This guy is so fucking hot.. I swear looking at your Tit-pics will get me pregnant soon😂❤️

Ah Anon I don't do HCs since I am not a writer but I'll make exception just for you and do my best to write how I imagine Kid's cock bc your ask made me laugh 😂❤️

I'll keep the spicy under the cut

I have always imagined Kid has a cock that has a delicious girth one that your hand can barely wrap around and flushes pretty red color when he gets hard with protruding vein on the side and upward curve

It's so big you think it won't fit but it's actually the perfect size to fill you up... so perfectly big to hit all the right spots and gives you stomach bulge which he won't miss on watching if possible

Kid doesn't give a fuck about grooming he will keep clean but won't bother with any trimming. I think he might enjoy watching you doing the trimming for him it would excite him and then would let you suck him off as a reward (his reward or your reward?)

Kid cums an obscene amount to match his size. He will make sure to get all of it inside just to watch it spill out. Would definitely enjoy getting his cum all over you too because he likes it dirty and rough.

[mysacredmuse]

museee do u have any nsfw aventurine hcs?? id love to see them ! 🥺

- 🦁 anon

hello dear !! I wrote 2.. 2? I think 2, LOL, but those were more specific (you can find them in my masterlist on my pinned post!), so I decided to do general nsfw headcanons for you :) <3

I hope that you will enjoy it! :) <3

reader: I've done both - female & male anatomy, but it is mostly gender neutral :)

cw/tw: nsfw - mdni!, mentions of collars, marking, thigh fucking & riding, mirror sex, praise & degrading, spanking, dry humping, oral, choking, bondage, cum control, edging & overstimulation, breeding, cockwarming, sensory play & blindfolds, office sex, nudes & tapes, pegging

dividers by @/saradika-graphics :)

• Aventurine • General NSFW Headcanons •

he likes soft & rough sex. Although, if he had to choose which one he prefers, it would be soft & romantic one. He likes to take his time with you, he enjoys the intimacy, passion, love and softness of it all ! It's his favorite thing - to sloppily thrust into you, gently pressing his hips into yours while watching your face, tenderly exploring your body with his fingertips or making out with you ! :3

big on making out !!!!!! he loves making out during sex !!!!! he will literally beg you to make out with him or ask you to kiss him. He just wants to have you as close as possible and as much of you as possible <3

he is a heavy switch. Being a dom or a sub is all good with him as long as both of you trust each other and feel comfortable. If you are a submissive, he wouldn't mind being dominant all the time and vice versa. However, he would like to be able to switch from time to time simply depending on his mood and desires at the moment :3

when it comes to his kinks, most of them are not too extreme. He enjoys collars. Either being collared by you or having you collared for him. That's only when there's mutual trust though, he would never participate in collaring with someone that he doesn't trust or care about. Which is also why he would find a very unique collar for you, perhaps even multiple so you can choose depending on your mood. They would all have something that is related to your own likings - favorite nickname, praise, degradation, your name even, color, certain accessories and additions :3

he loves marking ! Either you marking him or him marking you - it all goes. He prefers being marked on his chest, back, tummy, thighs & neck while he enjoys marking you anywhere that he can reach. Your whole body is just beautiful to him and he wants it all for himself :3 In case that marks can't really be seen on your body, then he would just enjoy only collaring you as a form of "marking", it would be more than enough for him :)

he also enjoys being tied up & tying up. Handcuffs, shibari, bows, ties, belts - anything that can serve a purpose for tying up is good to him :3

he likes cum control being done on him while he is tied up. He loves edging and he loves to be a good boy for you and show you how desperate he is while the two of you watch his cock leak precum & cum down slowly, all while he twitches and quivers. It's also the fact that he enjoys being vulnerable like that with you and letting you take control over him :3

however, if you have a cock yourself, he does enjoy doing cum control you as well. Seeing you all tied up while your cock is at full exposal for him and he gets to do anything he wants until he turns you into a little pathetic mess is truly a lovely treat for him <3 He likes to tease, gently licking the dripping cum down your cock all the way up to the tip of it but not letting you finish just yet.., only cleaning you up and edging you further <3

on the contrary, if you own a pussy, he still enjoys edging you & overstimulating you. His favorite is to tie you up for the bed, perhaps even tie your legs open for him while he gets do to whatever he'd like to do to you. Eat you our for hours while not letting you cum or maybe using only toys to edge you. If he is in a more dominant mood, he will use everything he can. Eat you out, then edge you with toys even further, then let you rest for a bit, then eat you out again until you almost cum.. and the circle continues :3

speaking of edging, he also likes to edge himself while he fucks you. He loves sliding his cock in and out of you slowly, letting it twitch and become even a bit painful as he uses you to edge himself. It's even better if you are the one ordering him how to fuck you and edge him like that :3

to finish it off, his favorite is to edge you and then overstimulate you. He also likes when you do that to him. Turning you from begging & pleading mess that is asking him to let you cum into a sniveling little overwhelmed mess that is telling him that they can't take it anymore is truly a beautiful sight for him. You can take one more for him, right?

cockwarming. that's it. cockwarm him or let him cockwarm you - he loves it <3

he loves giving oral. He loves receiving as well, but he prefers to please in that department. It's for his own pleasure too, he could quite literally (and he will) cum while eating you out or sucking your cock. It's simply too much for him to handle - the way your body reacts, the way you sound, the fact that he is the one that makes you feel that good. Enough for him to cum in his pants, really :3

bonus to the previous point: please pull his hair, he loves that... a lot

he is also a big fan of dry humping or simply grinding against each other until both of you cum from it. It's not necessary for him to have sex in order to enjoy and he thinks the neediness and desperation that a heavy makeout session combined with dry humping & grinding holds is quite attractive given that it makes both of you desperate and even more passionate since it's so limited movement & sensations wise :3

thigh riding & thigh fucking ! He loves to fuck your thighs and if he can get just a bit friction of your pussy or balls while he does it, he is going to lose his mind. He is fairly composed a lot of times, but something about thigh fucking makes him completely different than usual. He also loves to let you ride his thigh until you cum, perferably while having a collar on OR in front of a mirror. Also, he would let you fuck yourself between his thighs too, especially if he is punishing you or in a mood to tease you. You want to fuck his thighs..? Well then, make sure to jerk him off while doing it and no, you don't get to stop or take a break or you won't cum ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

speaking of thigh riding in front of a mirror which is also one of his favorites, he likes mirror sex in general ! He wants you to watch yourself while he fucks you, he wants you to see how pretty you are for him and he finds great pleasure in that <3 * bonus if you are filming it

prefers to praise, but he isn't opposed to degrading at all :3 However, when it comes to you doing it to him, he does have a much higher preference for being praised :)

he likes spanking. He isn't big on using whips or such tools, he prefers doing it with his own hand, especially if you are laying on his lap with your ass right in front of him, twitching and squirming while he plays with you <3 He doesn't mind being spanked himself, but he does get a little bit bratty when you do it :3

he likes choking as well & likes being choked :3 Nothing too harsh or rough, but just enough. It makes his brain dizzy and his neck is quite sensitive in general :3

blindfolds but especially during sensory play. He loves to play with ice, wax, feathers and such. His nipples are quite sensitive so anything sensory play related done to his nipples makes him cum almost instantly. However, when he does it to you, he enjoys exploring your body for hours while looking for your sensitive spots and mixing up all the possibilities to make you even needier and more aroused for him :3

breeding. In case that you have a pussy - it is not about pregnancy for him, if he was completely honest, he doesn't have a thing for pregnancy, but he does enjoy cumming inside of you as many times as he can. It doesn't matter if he fucks your cunt or your ass (depending on what you have and/or prefer) - he wants to breed you. There is something very intimate about it in his opinion and it makes him even more desperate to continue fucking you so he could fill you up as many times as he can :3

office sex. Please come to his office and cockwarm him. Or fuck him. Or let him fuck you. Anything really. He enjoys it quite a lot, especially when he is stressed out & something about possibly being caught makes him more than excited about it <3

he enjoys being put into his place which is why a lot of times he might push your buttons purposefully. He is a little bratty, but it's all for the purpose of you having your way with him because it does turn him on very much <3

he likes nudes & sex tapes (I mentioned this before, but I guess I'll say it again) :3

in case you don't own a cock, don't worry at all, he enjoys straps just as much. He might be hesitant about it at first, but he is quick to agree or even offer it himself. This goes hand in hand about his enjoyment in being handled by you - if you would handle him by pegging him until he can't think anymore, then please go on, he loves it and he would be the best boy you've ever had. He also likes sucking straps quite a lot, so just enjoy :3

[iutdwae]

— toned.

pairing. bangchan x (afab)reader

cw. thigh / ab riding, size kink and mutual pining if you squint, hints of sub!chan, chan is so desperate when it comes to your pleasure </3 poor baby comes in his pants ><  friends to… something..? kinda pwop because i'm sleepy and i just really love the idea of grinding on chan's abs :<

word count. 1.5k

[ i had to come out of my 3 year tumblr writing hiatus because this has been on my mind for so long, and that picture that changbin had posted of his back did not help at all… ] 

chan's rapid change of physique came to no one's surprise. given his role as an idol, you knew how much he valued being "presentable," to be the visually strong leader of a group of equally strong men. he'd started to spend more time at the gym, and in return, his build had more of an effect on you than you liked to admit: competent abs, the firm muscle lining his torso. the way his skin dips and curves, begging to be seen whenever he lifts his shirt up "innocently," but you swear it's an invitation every time.

suggestive complaints spilled from his plump lips about how sore his body is from his training earlier, the sweat still drying on him as the musk lingers. he's tempting and he knows he is, sleeves rolled up to accentuate his broad shoulders. his arms bulged as they cross over his body. "it's still hot," he excuses, but you know he wants you to take note of the way his veins texture his skin.

yet chan has the audacity to act flustered when you compliment the muscle he's worked so hard for. it's his routine, even in front of the camera: show off just to hide behind his fingers, that familiar red tint flushing his cheeks. but it's obvious he's putting on a front this time. he wants you to need him, too prideful to take you for himself. he's purposely stretching his body upwards, skillful in how he lets a sultry groan fall from his tongue while the hem of his black shirt rides up his waist to expose his defined v line, tantalizingly disappearing into the fabric of his sweatpants. 

he has the audacity to act smug when you find yourself hopelessly rubbing against his clothed thigh, perched on top of him while your fingers ghost the lines of his abs. one of your hands grasps at his shoulders, nails digging into his delicate skin as one of his own rests gently on your hips, feeling the way you roll against him. his shirt had long been discarded, courtesy of your desperation as well as his discreet eagerness. 

"you're so beautiful, princess," he coos lowly, brows furrowed and eyes hazy as he watches your expression. his cock is straining against his pants, just as sore as he claimed his body was, and you can physically feel how wet your pussy is each time you rock your hips forward. "y'like getting off knowing i'm all yours, don't you?" 

you'd never had a preference for body type, but chan's build seemed to break you as you watched it develop; squirming at the mentions of his measurements, wide shoulders with a pretty waist, perfectly sectioned abs adorning his stomach. it was something about him in particular that had you craving him. he was nothing short of a gentleman, respectful and ideal. the type of man you knew your parents would approve of immediately. chris is careful with his words, knows exactly what to say and when to assure everyone he's acquainted with knows that he is no hassle.

perhaps, in some sinister, perverted fashion, it's his pleasantries that had you thinking of your best friend in ways that were animalistic in more ways than one. you caught onto every single one of his innuendos, all of the subtle gestures that you interpreted as bait, that made you wonder how tainted his mind was behind his polite and polished demeanor. watching him carry the weight of his members around on stage with nothing more than a soft breath, you couldn't help but let your mind wander, would he be able to manhandle you with that same ease?

soon enough, he'd slipped your pants off, though instead of settling back onto his thigh, you were straddling his torso, sore cunt draped right on top of his abs. chan let out a guttural whimper at the feeling of wet heat sliding across his stomach, clit catching along the dips of his muscle that sent static down your spine; both of you are sensitive, him in ways he couldn't really explain. "fucking love your pussy, baby," he gasped, dark eyes peering up longingly through long lashes. although there’s no pressure against his waist, he bucks up anyway, rutting his hips into thin air to counteract your own motions. large hands grasp your hips, thighs, ass, anything chan can reach from where he’s leaning back against the couch. “you’re so pretty getting off on me.” he’s desperate to feel more of you, latching onto any skin he can grope, his palms roaming aimlessly around your frame as they dip in and out from underneath your shirt. 

meanwhile, you’re just as lost in the moment as the male is: hips stuttering as you grind down on his stomach, his hardened abs providing the perfect amount of pressure and rigidness that your cunt practically cried for. the soft pants that escaped your mouth matched chan’s rhythmically, whines coated with lust and neediness. you hadn’t been far from the truth, at least it didn’t feel like it when your best friend was just as turned on, grunting as he tried to nudge his clothed erection against you. 

chan still upheld his chivalrous personality, even when his dick was painfully straining on his pants; he didn’t dare disrupt your chase towards your orgasm, moaning lowly as he watched your brows cinch, eyes clamped shut with your mouth gaped open. “gonna come all over me, huh?” he breathed out, sweat beading at his temple. the way your pussy slipped so easily along his abs made him dizzy, sopping wet and sticky against his skin. it was so much more than what he always imagined when he fucked himself into his hand, drunk on the way you used his body like this was what he’d worked so hard for—for you to come all over the muscle he trained for months to develop, leaving red streaks under your nails along his defined back and grasping onto him as roughly as he was groping you. 

you could feel his abdomen tensing between your legs, laying more of your weight onto the male as your thrusts became more fervid and sloppy. your clit was caught right between the ridges of his abs, rocking back and forth as wanton cries fell from your lips to echo his own. with the way you were fucking yourself onto him, he would’ve assumed you were just making up for a lack of proper pleasure; though in reality, you’d just been thinking about how he’d fuck you since the very beginning of your friendship. 

“channie, i’m so close,” you barely manage in the midst of your cries, the sound of your pussy lathering his skin in wetness loud enough for the both of you to hear. what you can’t see behind you is the obvious tent in chan’s pants, going unnoticed for the time being. it’s carnal and shameful the way you’re getting off on each other, his desperate attempts to fuck against you leaving him looking like a dog in heat all while your hips move rapidly on his torso. 

his grasp tightened on your hips, guiding you as he pushes your weight further down onto him, and he’s rewarded by the loud gasp you let out as your body shudders. “come on me, princess. show me how good i make you feel.” chan’s sitting upwards now, his touch trailing up your sides as his eyes never leave you for a second. one hand, thankfully, makes its way between your thighs, his finger rubbing at your clit and he almost moans out loud at how wet you feel under his touch. “c’mon, i’m all yours, baby. let it out.” 

what chan doesn’t expect is for himself to come too, immediately after watching your orgasm seep into the lines of his muscles, pussy fluttering and red at the sudden stimulation. he can feel his own cum pressed against the tip of his cock, staining the front of his pants with a relieved groan. and he can feel the slight burn of the scratches you left on his back while you’re coming down from your high in the security of his large arms. you can only mumble sniffled thank you’s to him while he holds you right against his chest, though he can’t help but rut up against you while you’re properly situated on his lap now. “you did so well for me, pretty,” he reassured you right into your ear, hoping you were too distracted to notice the way he was still trying to grind his cock against you. but the feeling of his wet sweatpants was unmistakable against your bare cunt. you’d speculated that chan had pretty good stamina, and it seemed to prove right when he’s eagerly sliding his sweats off to properly show you just how good he can make you feel.

[supernaturalgirl20]

Happy Joel!!! Post apocalyptic happy Joel that’s what I wish to see!!! Happy horny Joel with major breeding kink because Ellie is already grown up and he need to take care of somebody and Jackson is safe enough for family. Imagine this big hands holding little babe

Aww yes nonnie, loved this request so much. Joel getting to have a family again is everything. Hope you enjoy 😉

Maybe Now

Pairings: Joel Miller x f!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, explicit, unprotected sex, PinV sex, breeding kink, mentions of loss, sadness, talks about life before, mentions of pregnancy, giving birth, breastfeeding, soft Joel, small glimpses into Joel’s life with his new family.

A/N: still have two Joel requests I’m working on, hoping to have them out this week. My requests are only open at the minute for Joel, but I will be opening them up across the board very soon 🥰

Comments and reblogs really appreciated 🥰

Music played in the background as you stirred the sauce for the chicken, hips swaying to the beat as you hummed along to the song. 

“Oh,” you gasp as a pair of arms wrap around you from behind. 

“Somethin’ smells good, darlin’.” He breathes in the aroma as he rests his head on your shoulder. 

“Just a new recipe I’m trying out. How was the patrol today?” Joel’s arms tighten around you, and you can feel him hard against your ass. 

“Was ok. Nothin’ to excitin’. Missed you though.” His lips begin to leave a trail of kisses along the skin of your neck and shoulder. 

“Oh yeah?” You tease as you switch off the stove and turn in his arms. He nods, eyes taking in the curve of your lips before meeting your gaze.

“God, you’re beautiful, baby.” His voice is low, almost a whisper but the deep timber of his voice set the spark of arousal alight. 

His lips crash hungrily onto yours and you moan as he slips his tongue inside your mouth. What’s gotten into him tonight? You think to yourself as his hands move to cup your ass. 

“Need you, darlin’,” he mumbles into your skin, and you shiver. 

“What about dinner?” You ask, a strangled moan passing your lips as he pulls the top of your dress down, exposing your breasts to the cool air. 

His teeth nip at the pebbled peak of your nipple, and he groans into your skin as you run your fingers through his hair. “Can’t wait, darlin’, I can’t.”

His tongue licks around your nipple before he sucks it into his mouth. “Oh, Joel. Oh god…fuck…yes, dinner can wait. Take me to bed.” 

He pulls back with a devilish smile on his face, pupils blown wide with lust. “Thought you’d never ask.” 

His hands grip the back of your thighs and with a squeal, you're lifted into his arms. “Joel, what are you doing? Put me down, your back.”

“Trust me darlin’, ain’t nothin’ ever gonna stop me from havin’ my way' with you.” 

He carries you towards the bedroom, kicking open the door he gently lowers you, his mouth devouring you as he walks you back towards the bed. 

“Take it off,” he commands as he stands staring at you through lust-hooded eyes. The authority in his voice has you quivering with need. 

You lift the dress over your head and let it fall to the floor with a soft thud. He growls as he takes in the sight of you naked. “Fuck darlin’ you been walkin’ around all day with nothin’ on under that dress?”

“Hmm, Hmm. Wanted to be ready for when you got home,” you say softly before biting your bottom lip. His eyes rake over your curves as he starts to strip.

“You gonna take what’s yours Miller or do I have to go find someone else?” You tease and before you can go anywhere, he grabs your ass and lowers you onto the bed. 

“You’re mine. Ain’t no one else allowed to touch what’s mine, ya hear?” He growls, hand gripping your face before he lowers his lips to yours. 

“Gonna show you whose pussy this is, case you forgot while I was gone.” He grabs his cock in his hand and runs the tip along your slick, coating himself in your arousal before he notches the head at your entrance and thrusts in. 

God, you loved when he got like this. Possessive. Feral. It was also the only time he truly let his guard down. 

“Fuck, darlin’. You’re so wet…so tight. Always so tight.” He rolls his hips into you sheathing himself completely within the heat of your walls. You’ve never felt so full. 

He rocks himself into you over and over, his mouth swallowing your soft whimpers as he kisses you passionately. Your joint moans fill the space around you as he works you towards your climax. 

You can feel yourself teetering along the edge and just as you’re about to fall he pulls out causing you to groan in protest. “Joel what….”

He lays himself back on the bed and grabs you so you’re straddling him. “Wanna be able to see you, darlin’. Want you to ride me.” He stares up at you, eyes blown wide with lust, and he watches as you slowly sink onto him. 

He groans, head pushing back into the pillow as he grips your hips. “Never gonna get used to the size of you, Joel. Fuck.”

“Need you to move now, darlin’.” His voice is husky with need and when you move your hips above him, he groans loudly, eyes closing as he feels you slide up and down his cock. 

“That’s it darlin’…just… just like that. So beautiful like this…. takin’ me so well.” Your head falls back as you come around him, a breathy moan passing your plush lips.

“Fuck…I can feel you coming baby…squeezing me so damn tight.” He groans as he starts to thrust upward meeting your movements and you can feel yourself coming again. 

“Oh god, Joel…. I’m…fuck I’m gonna come….” you cry as you flutter around him again. His fingers dig into your hips as he grunts loudly. “God damn, darlin’. You’re so pretty when you come. Gonna look even prettier, round and swollen with my baby.”

Baby?! 

“Joel what are you…” He sits up, wrapping his arms around you, holding you tight as he fucks up into you. 

“Ya heard me, darlin’. Now you need to hush and let fuck you full of me, ya hear. Wanna have you nice and round with my baby.” His breathing was becoming laboured as he neared his release. You came again with a flutter of your cunt at his words, and it sends him over the edge. 

His head rests on your breast as he calms his racing heart. Your mind is racing from what just happened. He came inside you. Something he never does. “Did you mean it?” You ask nervously, hoping that he hadn’t just said it in the heat of the moment.

 Running your fingers through his hair, he hums, a contented sigh falling from his lips. He pulls back a little so he can look at you. “Meant every word, darlin’. I’ve been thinkin’ about it a lot lately. I mean we’re safe here in Jackson. We got family, friends who would help us with the baby.” 

He kisses the edge of your mouth. Once. Twice. 

“I never thought in a million years I’d want this. Not after Sarah. Not with the way the world is but then I found Ellie, found you and now it’s all I want. I want nothin’ more in this fucked up world than to have a family with you.” His fingers caress your cheeks as he stares intently into your eyes. 

A single tear falls down your cheek and you give him a watery smile. “Are you sure?”

“Never been surer about anything, baby. So, what'd ya say?” His eyes flicker between your own and when you nod at him, he pulls you into a heated kiss.  

“Best eat that dinner now because I ain’t lettin’ you leave this bed until I’m sure I’ve fucked a baby into you.”

***

Joel was a man of his word. 

He had kept you in that bed for days before he went out on patrol again. Making sure he had you full of him. 

And sure enough, a month later you had missed a period. Something that never happened. You didn’t even notice at first until you began to feel nauseous all the damn time. 

Maria had laughed when you heaved at the smell of her cooking. Some fish dinner Tommy loved, and she had jokingly said ‘you’re not pregnant are you’. 

“I think I might be.” 

“Oh, my god. Really? This is amazing. Ok ok…eh, I think there are some pregnancy tests over at the Johnsons. Let’s go.”

She pulled you by the hand and led you to the house across the street where she asked Lauren for two tests. 

“Here. You want me to come with you while you take them?” She asks, looking down at your slightly shaky hands. 

“No. Thanks but if it is positive, I want Joel to be the first to know.” Maria nods in understanding. 

“Ok but then you gotta come find me and let me know.” She stares at you with a pointed look. 

“I promise.”

***

3 minutes.

The longest three minutes of your life. You pace the length of your bedroom as you wait for the result, too caught up in your own head to notice that Joel has come home and is calling for you. 

The door slowly creaking open startles you and you whip your head around to find him looking at you, face full of concern.

“Hey, what’s wrong darlin’?” He asks, voice low as he slowly makes his way to you. His arms slide over your hips to wrap around your back, pulling you close. 

His eyes look down at you and you can make out the concern in them. “I-I uh…. I’m late. And I haven’t been feeling too well lately so I…” You worry your bottom lip and tilt your head towards your bedside locker where the white stick is placed. 

His eyes drift to where you’re looking and when he sees it his gaze flickers back to you quickly. “Are you?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t looked.” 

His fingers move up and down your back in a soothing manner and he smiles down at you. “Let’s look together then. Come on,” he says as he grabs your hand gently in his and leads you to the bed. 

Grabbing the stick he looks at you, his face full of love and adoration and you instantly calm. “Ready?” He asks, eyebrows raised in question. 

“Yeah.” God, you hope it’s positive. You hope it isn’t just some bug or something. Joel looks so happy right now and you don’t even know if you are yet. 

Two pink lines.

Pregnant.

“Does that…. are you?” He gulps nervously as his eyes shift from the stick in his hand to you.

“I’m pregnant. We’re gonna have a baby.” You say with a smile. His eyes instantly light up and you huff out a breath as he pulls you into, both of you falling back on the bed. 

His lips are on you the minute your back hits the mattress and his hand rests on your stomach. “Our baby’s in there.” His voice is almost a whisper but it’s full of pride. His face is a myriad of emotions, and you think you can see tears well in his eyes. 

“Hey,” you say softly as you cup his cheek in your hand. “You, ok?”

His eyes linger on your stomach for a moment before his gaze meets yours. “Yeah…I- it’s just…Sarah would have loved this. She always wanted a brother or sister just…. I just never found the right person.” He chokes in his words as he tries to hold back the tears. 

“She’s still here, Joel. In here,” you say as you point to his heart. He nods. A smile edged its way onto his face. 

“Yeah. She woulda liked you. And Ellie.” He trails off as he stares down at his hand on your stomach and your heart breaks for him. Placing your hand atop his, you squeeze it gently. “And we would have loved her. How about, if this baby is a girl, her middle name can be Sarah. To honour her big sister?”

A watery smile adorns his face as he looks at you and nods. “I’d like that.” His hand rests on your cheek, his thumb rubbing against your bottom lip. “I love you.”

“I love you too. We love you.”

***

Ellie was over the moon when you both told her. Delighted to be becoming a big sister and between herself and Joel, they wouldn’t let you do much. 

The protectiveness has only gotten worse as time goes on and you start to show. You’re five months along and your bump has finally popped, something Joel is very proud of. 

You’ve seen another side of him since becoming pregnant, a softer side and you wonder if this is how he was before the outbreak. 

“Morning baby girl. Hope you slept ok?” His soft voice stirs you from sleep and it takes you a moment to realise he isn’t talking to you. He is talking to your baby.

“Hope you didn’t kick up a storm and keep your mama awake. She needs all the rest so you can grow big and strong. This world is a big scary place, but you don’t gotta worry, because your old man is gonna keep you safe. I’m not gonna fail this time.” His voice cracks a little and you can feel tears building behind your eyes. You want to reach down and comfort him, but you know he needs his time with your baby, so you wait.

“You got so many people here who love you. Me and your mom for one but you also got a big sister who is very special, and she is gonna look out for you no matter what. Then you got your uncle Tommy. He’s an idiot. Don’t tell him I said that. He’s a good man though and he can’t wait to meet you and tell you stories about me and him when we were younger.” He laughs quietly as he rubs his hand over your bump. 

“Hopefully not all of them.” He continues to talk about the community in Jackson and when he trails off you reach down and run your fingers through his hair. He releases a contented sigh and lifts his head. “Morning darlin’. You sleep ok?”

“Hmm, best sleep ever. What are you doing?” His face blushes and his gaze drifts to your bump. “Just havin’ a chat with my baby girl.”

“Mmm, and what if it’s a boy? What then?” You say with a smile. His gaze meets yours again and his smile makes the butterflies in your stomach dance. 

“Nah, it’s a girl. I can tell.” 

***

You weren’t entirely sure when your due date was exactly, but the local doctor had it narrowed down to a certain week. Joel was on patrol for the next two days even though he was supposed to be home. Jason had gotten sick, and they needed an extra hand, so he agreed reluctantly. 

Ellie and Maria had assured him they would look out for you until he got back but you could see the anxiety in his eyes when he left. 

That was three days ago now and you were beginning to get worried that something had happened. Not only that, but you’d started to get pains across your lower back and you were worried you’d go into labour without him here. 

“Hey, you ok? You don’t look so good.” Ellie asks as she walks into the kitchen. You nod your head but then a sharp pain erupts across your stomach, and you bend over with a gasp. Water pools on the floor between your legs. Oh shit. 

“Ok. You’re not ok. Let’s get you into bed and then I’m going to get Maria and doc.” She leads you slowly to your bed, helping you in and propping you up with pillows before she rushes out of the house. 

You pray that Joel comes home soon. He’ll be so annoyed if he misses this. You hope he’s ok. 

“Hey. Ellie tells me you're in pain. Where does it hurt?” Jessica the local doctor asks as she comes to sit on the bed beside you. 

“Along my lower back and across my stomach. It’s been on and off since this morning but it’s getting worse.” You clench your teeth as another pain rips through you. 

“Ok. I’m just gonna have a look and see how everything is, ok?” Jessica helps remove your trousers and underwear and begins to examine you. Maria and Ellie are standing on either side of the bed and you turn to Maria who smiles down at you. 

“Any word? Are they ok?” 

She shares a look with Ellie before smiling down at you. “Hey. They’ll be ok. It’s Joel and Tommy, ain’t nothing gonna happen.”

“I need him here. I can’t do this without him.” Your face scrunches in pain as another pain shoots across your stomach. 

“Ok, so you’re 5cm dilated. You need to be at ten to push. Unfortunately, I don’t have anything for the pain but I’m gonna be here the whole time, ok?”

You nod.

“You need to breathe through the pain. In and out. In and out.” Jessica breathes in deeply to show you and you imitate her. “Good. Hopefully, we’ll have a baby soon.”

Jessica orders Maria and Ellie around, getting them to gather supplies and then you all just wait. 

It gets harder and harder to stay quiet through the pain and eventually your cries of pain echo around the room. 

“Go to the gate and see if they’ve heard anything,” Maria asks Ellie and then she’s gone. You turn to Maria who smiles and holds your hand. “I need him.”

“I know. He’ll be here, I promise.” She hopes. 

***

“Ok Y/N, I’m gonna need you to push now, ok?” Jessica asks and you shake your head. 

“No! No, I can’t. Not without him. I need to wait.” You cry in pain as another contraction spikes. 

“I know but the baby is ready to come now. We can’t wait.” Jessica looks at Maria and gives her a knowing look. 

“Y/N, Jessica is right. The baby is ready to come. You can do it; I know you can. Joel would want you to.”

Suddenly the door opens, and all eyes are on the intruder. Joel. 

“Joel!” You cry as you grip Maria’s hand tight, face scrunching in pain. 

“It’s me, baby. I’m here.” He rushes to your side thanking Maria for being there for you. He leans down and kisses the top of your head. 

“I thought you were dead.” You sob as tears begin to fall down your cheeks. He rubs the top of your head gently, soothingly. 

“I know, baby. But I’m alright. I’m here and I’m ready to meet our baby girl.” He turns to Jessica, “is ok if I get on the bed with her?”

“Sure. It might even help.”

Joel takes off his dirty shoes and removes the pillows from behind you, taking their place. He kisses your cheek and holds your hands in his as he whispers words of encouragement. 

“That’s it, baby. Just a little more. You’re doin’ so well.”

You push and push and push and then the room is filled with the cries of a newborn. “Congratulations you two, a beautiful baby girl.”

Jessica hands your baby to Maria who is cleaning her as she cuts the umbilical cord. “I told you it was gonna be a girl, darlin’,” Joel whispers into the shell of your ear as he kisses your neck. “You did so well, baby. I’m so fuckin’ proud of you.”

“Guys she is gorgeous,” Maria coos as she hands you your daughter. She is the image of Joel with her brown eyes and a mop of dark hair on her little head. 

You cradle her in your arms and Joel holds you both from behind. A strangled sob escapes his lips, and you turn your head to look back at him. “You, ok?”

He goes to speak but his voice cracks. He closes his eyes for a moment before meeting your worried gaze. 

“She’s beautiful. She looks…. she has Sarah’s eyes.” You smile at him before shifting your gaze to her again. 

“I forgot how small they are,” he whispers from behind you. “Thank you, darlin’. You’ve given me everything today. I still feel like I don’t deserve it but I’m so fuckin’ happy.”

“Can I hold her?” Ellie asks from beside you and you nod your head before handing her gently to her. 

“Mind her head,” Joel says, his face serious as he looks at Ellie. “Don’t worry, I got this.” She beams.

Later that night after you’d delivered the afterbirth and got cleaned up. You relax back against Joel in your shared bed, which is now clean thanks to Maria and Ellie.

Your baby girl is suckling at your breast as you gently rub her cheek. Joel holds you both close as he rests his head on your shoulder. “Ellie is gonna call back in the morning and help make breakfast,” he whispers, trying not to disturb the moment. 

You hum. 

“What are we gonna name her?” You ask, gaze focused on your daughter. 

“Whatever you want darlin’.” His hand rests on your daughter's leg, rubbing soothing circles into her skin. 

“How about Olivia Sarah Miller?” You hear him suck in a breath and you turn your head slightly. 

“I love it, darlin’. Sarah she…. she uh…she loved the name, Olivia. Always said if I gave her a sister that’s what she wanted her to be named.” His eyes are glazed over, and a single tear runs down his cheek. 

“Then it’s perfect.” You look down at her once more and smile. “Welcome to the world Olivia.”

***

6 months later…

You wake with a start, hand brushing over to reach your husband only to find the bed empty. Throwing on one of his shirts you make your way next door to check on your daughter but she’s not there either. 

Panic floods you. 

As you make your way downstairs the deep timber of his voice calms your racing heart. Without making a sound, you make your way towards the open door and lean against the frame as you take in the sight of Joel on his rocking chair, Olivia nestled into his side. 

The sight of him with your daughter has your heart racing and the butterflies fluttering within your stomach. Seeing him like this makes you love him even more. 

“I’m gonna build you a swing set right there,” he says as he points to a certain point in the garden.

“Watch you playin’ while me and your momma sit here with our cups of coffee.” You can’t help the snort that passes your lips, and he turns in your direction with a smile on his face.

“Mornin’ darlin’. Sleep ok?” 

“Yeah. When did she wake? I didn’t hear her.” You move off the door frame and walk towards them until you're pulled into Joel’s lap. He leans in and kisses you softly on the lips while your daughter giggles beside you. 

“Wanted to let you sleep, darlin’. You’ve been exhausted.”

“You, Joel Miller, are too good to me.” You say softly before leaning in and kissing him. “Will I take her off you now?”

He shakes his head. “Nah. We’re havin’ a good chat ain’t we baby girl?” Olivia coos at her daddy and your heart melts. 

“Ok, well I’ll go and make us some coffee. Be back in a minute,” you say as you stand, kissing Olivia on the cheek and making your way inside. The sound of Joel’s voice fills your senses, and you smile at his words. 

“I love your momma so much, baby girl. I don’t know what I did to deserve her but I’m so grateful she walked into my life and I ain’t ever letting her go.”

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[7ndipity]

“Just a Joke”

Jungkook x Reader

Summary: Jungkook decides to teach you a lesson when you poke at his jealous nerves one too many times. An expansion of this reaction post.

Word Count: 1.0k

Warnings: +18 mdni, smut, fingering(f. receiving) possessive Jungkook, not proofread

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! I know you said to add a lil spice, but I may have gotten a bit carried away and spilled half a jar of chilis in this, sorry(Or not? Idk). I tried to balance it out w some fluff. (Also lol, of course Jk’s first smut piece on this blog would end up being about his possessive streak(let’s all act surprised, just for fun))

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Jungkook had been laughing to himself for the better part of ten minutes over the Dispatch article that one of the other members had sent, discussing your supposed romance with his bandmate.

He’d give them credit, you had been on a date that day, they’d gotten that much right, but it’d been with him, and you’d just happened to bump into Jin at the restaurant. But, due to the angle of the pictures that they’d snapped through the window, Jungkook hadn’t been visible, leaving those who were curious or bored enough to speculate what was going on with you and the eldest member of his group.

“As if you would date Jin!” He chuckled.

“I mean, it’s not that crazy, he is pretty handsome.” You finally said, trying to hide the smirk that was pulling at the corner of your mouth.

You knew how easy it was to set off Jungkook’s jealous nature, you’d done it enough times, both purposefully and accidentally, to have it down to a system, one that sometimes resulted in you not being able to walk properly the next day, but sometimes that was what you wanted, it was too fun to tease him to resist.

His expression dropped at your words, staring at you blankly for a moment before turning on his heel and walking out the room.

“Kook, it was just a joke!” You called, trying to catch up with him. “Kook, I was kidding!”

As you entered the bedroom, you stopped short, glancing around in confusion as you found it empty.

“Koo- Agh!” You let out a small shriek of surprise as Jungkook slipped out from behind the door, catching you around the waist and spinning you around til your back made contact with the wall, one of his hands coming up to protect your head from hitting as he eyed you darkly, a mischievous gleam in his eye.

“You think you’re funny?” He growled, pressing himself against your front. “You think it’s funny to tease me like that?”

He leaned in, letting his lips just graze yours before trailing to the side, coming to rest against the shell of your ear.

“Maybe I should remind you who it is that you belong to?” He whispered, the cool metal of his lip rings a stark contrast to his hot breath, making you shiver in anticipation.

“Koo.” You tried to say, but he moved back to claim your lips with his own, rough hands groping every inch that he could reach as his tongue explored into your mouth, swallowing your whimpers as you clung to him.

Snaking a hand down the front of your pants, he chuckled against your lips as he felt the growing damp patch on your panties.

“Does Jin make you this wet?” He asked, cocking his head to the side as he watched you squirm under his touch.

“No.” You shook your head.

“Who does then, hmm?” He questioned, hooded eyes never leaving yours.

“You, only you, Koo.” You said shakily.

“Very good.” He gripped your waist again, pushing you back on the bed before ridding you of your bottoms and exposing your cunt to the cool air of the room.

“Fuck, look at you.” He breathed, slipping a single finger into your wet heat, making you let out a soft whine.

“Could Jin make you feel this good?” He asked, adding another finger as he began to set a steady pace.

You shook your head, earning a smack to your thigh from his free hand.

“Words Baby, wanna hear you.” He huffed. “Who makes you feel good?”

“Agh! Jungkook!” You moaned as he curled his fingers, repeatedly hitting your sweet spot.

“That’s right, Love.” He panted, sounding almost as gone as you were, pounding his fingers into you at a rapid pace, the wet sounds so lewd it made your cheeks burn.

“Koo, please.” You gasped, feeling your high threatening to overtake you.

“Let go, Love, it’s okay. Give it to me.” He said, speeding up his movements to push you over the edge.

You let out a weak cry of his name as your high crashed over you, shaking in his hold as he continued to work you through it.

His movements gradually slowed to a stop as you came down, chest heaving and twitching slightly from sensitivity. He moved to rest next to you on the bed, using his clean hand to caress your face tenderly.

“Are you alright, Love? Was that too much?” He asked gently, looking at you now with nothing but love and concern.

You shook your head. “No, that was- that was good.” You panted.

He chuckled, stroking your arm softly as you caught your breath. “Do you need me to do anything?”

“Can you hold me?”

He found it both endearing and heartbreaking at the same time that you still asked so shyly after all this time, as if his answer was uncertain, as if he would ever deny you anything.

“Of course.” He carefully wrapped his arms around you, letting your head rest against his chest as he rubbed soothing circles on your back. For several minutes, neither of you spoke, not feeling the need to fill the space with pointless words.

When he finally did speak, Jungkook’s voice was soft, not wanting to shatter the tranquility of the moment.

“I’m sorry if I got carried away.” He said.

“You didn’t...” You whispered. “I’m sorry I teased you.”

“No, you’re not.” He snorted, making you both burst into quiet laughter. “We both know how much you like winding me up.”

“Like you don’t do it too.” You countered, shifting to look up at him as he leaned down to press a kiss to your head.

“Just so long as you know that I am just teasing.” You said, turning serious, running your hand through his hair. “You know you’re the only one I’ll ever want.”

“I know.” He leaned into your touch, closing his eyes.

“I love you so much.” He whispered.

“I love you too.” You leaned up, brushing your lips against his in the faintest of kisses. “My sweet boy.”

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[kitasgloves]

comforting your insecure bf

part 2 . part 3

— ♬ NSFW, MINORS DNI, gn reader, based on this post

— ♬ Kageyama Tobio

Your long-time boyfriend Kageyama Tobio was adored by many for his outlandish talent as a setter in volleyball and for his handsome looks. You weren't naive to the people developing adorable crushes on the athlete and the people thirsting over him online. It appeared to you that Kageyama was contented with what he has in life at the moment.

However, you were oblivious to your boyfriend's surprising confession of his insecurity. You have no clue that Kageyama has been harboring it for a long period. He tells you that it was perhaps linked to his high school trauma of being left behind, he developed a thought that he wasn't good enough when he was a teenager. That's why he pushed everybody away and focused on volleyball, he believed he wasn't good enough to make anyone stay.

Now, that was a load of bullshit. Although it's sad to think Kageyama still felt this way until his adulthood despite having a secure life, you weren't going to let him believe further that he was unworthy of being loved. Your boyfriend was lovable, he has adorable ways of showing you affection, and he's deeply honest and comfortable with you.

"Ahhh, [Name] slow down, please"

Kageyama lets out a breathless moan as you pumped his cock vigorously in front of the bedroom mirror. His athletic shorts were pulled down and his shirt exposed his toned abs. You settled from behind on the bed, burying your face against his neck as your warm breath tickles his skin. Kageyama desperately grips the bedsheets throwing his head back while you jerked him off.

"Baby you sound so pretty right now"

"Please [Name], want to cum"

"I'll make you cum if you stop telling yourself that you're unlovable"

The setter turns his head to you but you force him to look into the mirror. He gazes at his disheveled reflection, panting with your hand now massaging his balls.

"Tobio, you're so sweet, kind, and patient"

"You make me so happy in so many ways"

"You're better than what you think you are. If you were so unlovable, then I wouldn't have stayed would I, love?"

You whisper tenderly against his ear. He was hypnotized by your words and the way your hand around his cock continuously pushed him to the edge. His heart threatened to burst out of his ribcage.

"You're so fucking hot too. I like it when you moan, Tobio"

"I like the way you kiss me when we fuck"

"I like how your cock makes me cum every time"

Kageyama swallows as his head grows dizzy, his release is a few strokes away and you can feel it. His hips begin to buck against your hand as he watches himself fall apart through the mirror. When you cooed his name, he goes slack as cum shoots out of his cock, coating both your hand and his abdomen. He collapses in your arms. When he opened his eyes, he tiredly smiled at you.

"I'm so lucky to have you in my life, [Name]"

"I should be saying that to you, Tobio"

— ♬ Kozume Kenma

Being a famous YouTuber and a figure on the internet didn't save Kenma Kozume from all the wholesome, deranged, and horny posts about his handsome looks on the internet. Everyone was infatuated with Kodzuken once in their life, you included. You were just lucky enough to end up with him. You couldn't care less if the internet was mad about you for stealing their hot gamer YouTuber. Although you were unbothered about the small percentage of hate you got from the people on the internet, criticizing your public relationship with Kenma, there's a much smaller percentage you weren't aware that has been bothering your beloved boyfriend.

You know Kenma was chronically online, even if he chooses not to admit it. He always knows the trending topics and drama, no matter the size of it. So it's no surprise that he stumbles to the small group of people calling him unworthy of you. Kenma thought it was absurd for a while until he kept reading more.

He sees clips of his live streams where he's dismissing you during a tough game when you walked in the room to give him a snack, he even shouted at you one time because he lost. He remembers missing your anniversary because he got distracted playing with his friends. And how could he forget how he made fun of you live in front of his audience for sucking at Mario Kart when he invited you. Before he realizes it, Kenma is convinced that he is a bad boyfriend.

Despite his unbothered demeanor, you know how Kenma cares a lot even the little things. So when you found out how he's absorbing the hate he got online, you knew it had gone over to his head. As soon as he was finished recording a gameplay, you dragged him out of his gamer chair and pushed him on the bed. Surprised, he watches you push the mirror in front of him. He raises a brow when you order him to strip, he obeys when he sees the dark look in your eyes.

"Kenma, how long have you been listening to the wrong people, hm?"

You gently asked him as you slowly stroked his cock, Kenma whimpered, suddenly unable to form any words to respond. He was flushed all over, losing the ability to think straight.

"Do you think those stupid haters are right, huh? Do you think you don't deserve me?"

Kenma moans when you begin to play with his balls, his heartbeat wildly banging against his ribcage. His brain felt like mush.

"Look at the mirror, Kenma. Do you think that handsome man staring back at you is a shitty boyfriend?"

"...Yes"

"Well, you're fucking wrong. Because my boyfriend is the best in the world"

You hear Kenma's breath hitch. The male can feel his heart flutter in his chest. The longer you jerked him off, the more the pleasure overtakes all of his senses.

"My boyfriend is so cute and nice he gives me animal crossing plushies"

"My boyfriend is so smart and fantastic at video games"

"My boyfriend is so fucking hot when he fucks me hard after a tough game"

Now, you got Kenma openly moaning and struggling to keep his eyes on the mirror. If you continue showering him with compliments like that, he's afraid he's not going to last long. His hands grab your thighs tightly with every breath you steal from his lungs.

"Are you ready to stop listening to those people online, baby?"

"Are you ready to listen to me?"

Kenma nods and you smirked. Your hand pumps his cock faster ripping a high-pitched moan from your boyfriend. You force him to watch the mirror as you kiss his neck and inhale the scent of his hair while you jerk him toward orgasm. When Kenma cums, he spasms with his cum shooting in different directions. The crash brought by the pleasure was so overwhelming it sent his eyes to the back of his head. You waited as his high melted. Kenma meets your eyes through the mirror and you send him a sweet smile, and he returns it gratefully.

"I don't deserve you, [Name]"

"Hey! What did I say, Kenma?"

"That I'm the best boyfriend in the world"

"Damn right"

He turns around to pin you to the bed before towering on top of you, there was a determined glint in his eye that made you gulp.

"How about I return the favor, love?"

— ♬ Iwaizumi Hajime

Everyone liked Iwaizumi Hajime. He was kindhearted, hardworking, and most of all drop-dead hot. He can make anyone drool with that muscular body of his. Nobody was immune to the boyish charm of the athletic trainer, that could be said the same to you. As the manager of the Japan Volleyball Team, you were bound to meet Iwaizumi. You remember how incredibly lucky you were when he asked you out on a date.

When you and Iwaizumi became official, things began to appear clearer. You have concluded that you couldn't live without your boyfriend, as dramatic as it seems. You met Iwaizumi's best friend after the Olympics. Oikawa Tooru and you got along well through teasing Iwaizumi, the way you two immediately became close after meeting planted an odd feeling in the athletic trainer's chest.

He'd like to brush it off as a trick of the eye, but he thought you were smiling wider because of Oikawa. Your laughter sounded louder when Oikawa told you a funny story. He could've sworn he caught you blushing when the setter was anywhere physically close to you. Iwaizumi knows he wasn't jealous, he knows what that felt like. But this one's familiar.

It reminded him of high school when he saw people flock around his best friend. The way Oikawa effortlessly attracted everyone's attention and gained their affection made his chest hollow. After all, why would anyone pay attention to him? He wasn't anything spectacular compared to his best friend.

After Oikawa went home, you noticed how quiet Iwaizumi had been. You knew your boyfriend so it was easy to find out why he was behaving this way. When you realize that it had something to do with Oikawa earlier, your heart cracks. Did he feel insecure? No, it can't be. But then why does he appear so down?

"Hajime, come here"

You call out to him on the bed. He lazily walks over to you, as he sits you positioned right behind him. You wrapped your arms around him and planted butterfly kisses all over his neck. His breath stuttered when you reached for the hem of his sweatpants.

"Wh-what are you doing, [Name]?"

"Shhh, lemme touch you"

With red cheeks, Iwaizumi reluctantly helps you pull his sweatpants off. It didn't take long for him to feel aroused. The moment he got a boner, your hand was already around his cock. He lets out a low hiss. You give him a few leisure pumps.

"Keep your eyes on the mirror, babe"

"[Name] I-"

"I said, eyes on the mirror, Hajime"

Iwaizumi reluctantly gazed at the mirror in front of the bed, he was not prepared for the lewd sight that awaited. His legs were spread with your hand stroking his cock, his face was flushed with sweat trickling down his forehead. Your eyes stared at his through the mirror.

"God, you're so handsome, Hajime"

"I'm so fucking lucky to have you in my life, babe"

The athletic trainer can feel his heart skipping beats, and his head begins to spin because of the sudden compliments and the erotic handjob.

"Were you upset earlier because I was hanging out with Oikawa?"

Iwaizumi nodded, he wanted to be honest with you. A tiny smile rises on your lips.

"I'm sorry, baby. Didn't mean to make you feel insecure"

"You know, you're the only one for me, Hajime"

You whisper tenderly against his ear. When you reach down to caress his balls, Iwaizumi lets out a choked moan.

"Oikawa may be handsome but you're my type"

"You're so fucking amazing, Hajime"

"You're so kind, patient, hardworking, and hot"

"Plus, you're good at pounding me senseless"

The pace of your hand went faster at every praise and it's making Iwaizumi go cross-eyed. He has a gorilla grip on your thigh as he watches you jerk him off to his release, he engraves it in his brain as it pushes him to his orgasm. Iwaizumi cums with a silent scream and throws his head back. He paints your hand with his cum. When he looks in the mirror again, you are smiling at him like he's the best thing that has ever happened in your life.

"Did you mean everything you said, [Name]?"

"Of course, Haji, why wouldn't I?"

"Especially the last part?"

"I only speak facts, babe"

Iwaizumi smiles as he grabs your face and crashes his lips against yours. Both of you collapsed on the bed, giggling and clinging to each other.

You found it magical that no matter the stress Akaashi Keiji as an editor or a shōnen manga magazine, he manages to look so pretty. It seemed like the stress barely affected him at all. Your boyfriend was one of the underrated hardworking editors in his department, he may not have continued volleyball after high school, but he was contented with his life.

— ♬ Akaashi Keiji

You and Akaashi have been together for long enough to be fairly involved in each other's lives. Being with Akaashi meant you have met his best friend, Bokuto Koutaro. Bokuto was a sweetheart, he was the former captain/teammate of Akaashi's and now a professional volleyball player.

Akaashi liked Bokuto very much, he looked up to him and cared about his well-being a lot. Today on his day off, he and Bokuto decided to hang out. They went jogging, he realized that he wasn't as physically active as he was in high school. They went to Onigiri Miya for breakfast, almost everyone approached Bokuto for an autograph or picture. They barely had a conversation because of the fans flooding in to meet him, and Bokuto was too kind to reject them. They ended up in Akaashi's apartment, it was a hot afternoon so both of them lounged in front of the fan, shirtless and watching a movie.

Akaashi subtly gazed at Bokuto's carefully sculpted body and looked at his slightly chubby tummy. Akaashi frowned, it was true that he barely had time to do some exercises or workouts because of how busy he was lately. Before he could stop himself, he began comparing himself to his best friend. He wondered how the hell did you end up with him, who was barely anyone special. He's just a guy you happened to fall in love with you.

Bokuto left later before you arrived. Akaashi decided to block out the insecure thoughts by finishing his work on his laptop. You notice how he was ignoring you when you got home, he looked frustrated when you checked on him. When you call him to eat dinner, he doesn't respond. You enter his office and approach him, but he won't let go of his laptop. You scowled and dragged him out of his office chair, he got out of your hold and sat down on the couch in front of the mirror. He was stressed, so you decided to help him.

"[Name]? What the-huh?!"

You settled behind him and unbuttoned his pants, he gasped when you pulled down his pants to his thighs. Your hand slipped into his boxers and grabbed his cock.

"[Name]"

Akaashi stuttered your name. You shush him by pulling his dick out of his boxers, his breath hitched. His eyes trailed to the mirror and watched the pornographic sight of you giving him a handjob, his heartbeat rings in his ears as he continued watching.

"[Name], please stop"

"Why, Keiji?"

"I-I..."

"What's wrong, babe?"

"...Why did you fall in love with me, [Name]?"

You chuckled and planted a soft kiss on his neck, Akaashi shivered when you continued to jerk him off.

"Because you're wonderful, Keiji"

"You're so handsome, hardworking, and kindhearted"

Akaashi wanted to protest, to deny that what you're saying was wrong because he doesn't feel special. Until you started massaging his balls.

"You're so fucking special, Keiji. I've never met someone like you in my life and there's no way I'm letting you go"

"Nobody has ever fucked me good after the first date"

An embarrassed blush rises on Akaashi's cheeks as he recalled the memory of fucking you all night after his first date with you. Slowly, he lets himself melt against your touch. He allows himself to be consumed by the pleasure. With lidded eyes, Akaashi watched you stroke his cock through the mirror as you peppered his neck with kisses.

"I fucking love you so much, Keiji"

The way his heart leaps out of his chest when you started pumping his dick faster causes a loud moan to slip past his lips. You smirk as you showered him with praises against his ear, effectively banishing the insecurity out of his head, and replacing it with your love and pure pleasure.

"[Name], gonna cum!"

"Go on, cum for me, pretty boy"

With that command, Akaashi comes undone. He shuts his eyes as cum messily spurts on his boxers and your hands. You give him a loving kiss against his temple.

"Go clean up, I'll wait for you at the table, darling"

Before you can leave the room, Akaashi grabs your hand. You look at your boyfriend filled with sweat, breathless, and with glasses crooked, he smiles widely at you.

"I fucking love you too, [Name]"

©kitasgloves (do not steal or copy)

[juleswritesstuff]

Saw a post that said "James' thighs are meant to be ridden" and, well...enjoy 🤭

JamesPotter x Reader

Warnings: smut

It was honestly so unfair.

They were there at anyone’s display, exposed, and under everyone’s eyes. Something that you would've liked to keep only for you, but you knew it would've been rather impossible.

And it was so fucking unfair. 

James' thighs were to die for.

They were plump and firm, muscle flexing with every movement as he ran on the pitch screaming orders to pass the Quaffle or informing his team mates on other strategies that might’ve been useful during the game. Inches and inches of soft, smooth and tanned skin that made your mouth water and your head spin. 

What did he need all those muscles for ?

He flew on a broom for Merlin’s sake, he didn’t need all of that.

“I really don’t know what you’re on about. There are some muggle athletes that have thighs twice as big as his, why are you drooling- oh my God Y/n, stop eyefucking him right now or so Godric help me”

Well, James was your boyfriend. You had every right to eyefuck him, thank you very much.

Apparently Marlene didn’t think the same things you thought when you even as much as caught the smallest glimpse of James’ delicious looking thighs clad in a pair of shorts during Quidditch practice.

And, well, she was right. His thighs weren't enormously big, you too had seen bigger, but they were muscular nonetheless. They were firm, and sturdy and they made you feel so good when they flexed just right and the perfectly smooth skin made contact with your crotch, sending bolts of pleasure down your spine and to your core.

Because, yeah, James wasn't stupid and he definitely noticed the way you gawked at him when he wore shorts or pants that were a bit more tight-fitting than usual.

The smirk on his face became even more mischievous, pleased even, when he felt your eyes on him.

“You know you can -ah, try if you want to, right ?” he asked you once.

He was sitting on his bed, dorm room empty, Sirius, Remus and Peter nowhere to be seen. You were plopped on his lap, one leg on each side, straddling him with your hands fisting his hair lightly, just how you knew he liked it, your lips slotted in a filthy kiss.

Tongues swirling and teeth biting teasingly as you rocked back and forth right on his taint, feeling the outline of his cock through his shorts, filling more and more with each roll of your hips.

He stopped just for a second, enough time to ask the question through broken whimpers.

“Try what ?” you asked back, taking his bottom lip between your teeth to nibble lightly, swiping your tongue on it right after.

He didn't answer, apparently too lost in the gentle friction of your groin against his, but not lost enough to not be able to grab your waist gently, lifting you up like you were deadweight, and maneuvering your position until you were straddling his left thigh, rather than his waist.

As soon as you sat on it fully a moan ripped through your mouth.

Oh, that felt delicious.

The firm flesh and tight, flexed muscles making contact with your core made your eyes roll.

You still had your underwear on, not even able to fully undress as soon as your mouth connected with James’, but if it felt that good with fabric in the way, even though fine and now completely drenched, you couldn't even imagine how it would feel if that little piece of cloth disappeared.

Just the idea made your insides melt.

So, logically, you took your panties off as fast as you could.

And so did he with his boxers.

When your bare core made contact with the tanned skin you almost came on the spot.

You started to rock back and forth without even realizing it, shocks of pleasure traveling through your whole body.

“Fuck, baby look at you” James let out in a breath, his voice less whimpery, but still strained. His eyes were adoring and veiled with lust.

“How-oh, fuck, how did you know ?” you asked, your arms resting on his shoulders for support and your head tilted back after a particularly good flex of his muscle made you see stars, broken moans falling off your lips.

“You're as subtle as a Bludger in the face, love” he said with an airy laugh that died on his throat as soon as your knee came in contact with his cock, now rock-hard and leaking pre-cum.

You wet your lips unconsciously.

Oh, to feel that familiar weight in your mouth as your head bobbed up and down slowly, teasing him with your tongue.

Another time.

“Am I ? And here I thought I was being discreet” you said, the sarcasm in your tone broken by the little sounds of pleasure that kept rolling out of your mouth.

You couldn't help it, it felt so good.

He felt so good.

“I could feel your eyes all over me, my legs and my ass. So much about being-shit, discreet” 

“It's not my fault -ah, fuck, do that again please, you're built like a goodamn statue, Jamie”

“Oh, am I now ?” he asked teasingly, but he couldn't keep a string of low groans from escaping his throat.

“You know you are, stop acting all coy” you said in a whisper after a particular roll of your hips had hit just right, exactly where you needed it.

He pulled you closer to him and started to kiss your shoulder, your collarbone, your neck, every fucking centimeter of your body until he reached your lips and he dived in like a starved man.

“You're the one who looks majestic, baby” he whispered directly on your mouth, your lips still touching “fuck, look at you. Riding my thigh so well. Tell me, why didn't we do this sooner ? How could you deprive me of such a sight ? I know you wanted to baby” he started to stroke his cock lazily, his eyes taking in your figure as you moved sinfully.

His words made you moan again, and again.

His hands on your hips guiding you gently as you rocked back and forth slowly, trying to drag the pleasure as much as you could.

“I- it was embarrassing” you cried in a whimper when his mouth latched to one of your nipples, sucking gently, tenderly, before grazing lightly with his teeth, making you hiss.

“Didn't want to make a fool of myself, if you said no” you explained as rationally as you possibly could with the amount of pleasure you were feeling.

“As if I could ever say no to you, Y/n. You know I'll do anything you ask me, baby. I would crawl on the floor right fucking now if you wanted me to” he breathed right on your skin, eyes hazy and filled with lust, but still glued to yours.

“Would you ?” you asked as your hands found place through his hair, tugging lightly, cradling dark brown locks between your fingers. Your hips were still moving relentlessly, swaying in a sultry rhythm that made your veins fill with fire.

“You know I would. I’d do anything for you” he said before kissing you again, till both your lips were red and bruised and you were in dire need of oxygen.

“Ah, fuck. Of course you would, you’re such a good boy, aren’t you ?” you said with a grin and in seconds you got to witness James’ expression crumbling, eyes wide and mouth agape as a sob fell out of his gorgeous lips.

“Holy shit, you know how that gets me, baby” he said, breathless. The grip on your hips tightened slightly.

Of course you knew. His eagerness for praises never went unnoticed by you.

“Do you know why I love to say it so much, Jamie ?” you asked as you stopped moving on his thigh only to get back to you initial position, right over his now completely filled out cock.

You took it in your hand delicately, stroking lazily, feeling the velvety soft skin and the little veins scattered along his length.

He hissed through his teeth and looked at you with pleading eyes.

“Why ? he asked in a broken moan as you kept moving your hand up and down.

When you stopped, it was only to hover right above him, aligning his length directly at your entrance.

Then you tipped forward, lips directly on the shell of his ear.

“Beacuse when I say it you always fuck me so good that i’m barely able to think” you whispered, and after a second you were sitting fully on his cock, bottoming out head to base.

He let out a groan and threw his head back banging it to the wall, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, probably because your slick warmth was all he could think about at the moment. His head was spinning, his breath ragged and he couldn't even form a coherent word.

You rolled your eyes, feeling all of him inside of you. The tip of his cock buried so deep inside you that it caressed your cervix with every single breath he took.

“Fuck-fuck, you’re so fucking tight you’re squeezing me, love” he said once his brain started to, barely, work again. 

You took a couple more seconds to adjust and get used to the, much more than welcome, intrusion, but, not even a moment after, you started to sway your hips again.

The breath got knocked out of your lungs, your eyes rolled back so far in your skull that, if you weren’t literally fucking yourself on the best dick you had ever taken, you would’ve been concerned.

James’ hands found home on your ass, gripping so hard you were sure there would've been bruises by the next day.

A souvenir you were eager to see.

You bounced up and down mercilessly.

The coil in your belly started to grow stronger and stronger.

But your legs were tired, almost ready to give out and you let out a broken sob at the thought.

But James, wonderful, amazing, handsome, sexy James knew you like the back of his hand and he noticed.

Of course he noticed.

In a heartbeat hands were on your hips, stilling your movement. You wanted to protest. You wanted to tell him that you couldn't stop now. He’d been such a good boy letting you ride his thigh, he deserved to come.

You couldn't even utter a word before James’ hips snapped up and he was buried deep inside of you again, filling you up and leaving you breathless.

“It’s ok, baby. I got from here” he said in a whisper before he started pounding inside of you like a fucking machine.

His thrusts were hard and deep, making you see stars, planets and entire galaxies.

Your brain was foggy, clouded with lust and the sounds of your and James’s moans blended together.

“James-Jamie” you whimpered. You were close, you were so close you could feel it in your veins, the fire getting so hot, scorching even.

You just needed- 

“Come baby, you’ve been such a good girl for me” 

The coil in your tummy snapped, your brain went blank and a drowned out moan fell from your lips as your head tilted back in the most breath-taking of pleasures.

James got his release too. Thick ribbons of white painting your insides as you helped each other ride out your orgasms.

You surged forward to kiss him lazily, languidly, without a care in the world. You nibbled at his lower lip, always so plump and inviting and he let out a soft chuckle.

“Merlin, you really like sucking on my lips” he said, bumping his nose with yours in a cute gesture.

“I like to suck on a lot of things of yours” you mused with a grin. His eyes widened a bit and you could feel his cock twitch, suddenly interested again.

“Shit, baby, you can't say things like that when I'm still inside of you” he groaned in a pained voice, burying his head in the crook of your neck.

“So, no round two ?” you asked, acting all innocent, but you had a smirk on your lips that he, still hiding on your collarbone, couldn't see.

He lifted his head so fast that you were afraid he would've broken his neck.

“I would love nothing more baby, but aren't your legs tired ?” he asked, while tucking a strand of your hair, messy and a bit matted thanks to him, behind your ear, stroking your cheeks with the pads of his fingers while he was there.

“Oh, yeah. I can't even feel them anymore thanks to you, your amazing thighs and your glorious cock” 

He laughed, tipping his head back with a smile that could outshine the sun.

Warmth spread inside your chest and the corners of your lips turned up, mirroring him.

“My ‘glorious cock’ huh ?” he said, his shoulders still shaking with laughter “is it that good ?” he asked, lifting an eyebrow with a cheeky grin.

You bent forward, kissing his lips sweetly.

“The best” you whispered right on his mouth.

“Just my dick ? Nothing else ?” he questioned, his hands on your hips as his thumbs drew imaginary circles on your skin and his eyes flicked to you with a mischievous glint.

“Ah, and your thighs of course. How could I forget ?” you said, teasing him.

You really hadn't noticed, but he kept his glasses on the whole time. That meant that he got to savor every single blissed-out roll of your eyes, bit of your lips, scrunch of your eyebrows, and mouth parted in pleasure.

It honestly made you a little giddy inside.

You laughed when a pout appeared on his beautiful features.

“You're not funny, you know ? I knew you just wanted me for my body” he said, but his little smile was teasing and it started to get bigger and bigger.

“I actually wanted you for your ‘O’ in DADA, but, sure, that works too” you said teasing further.

“What ?!” he asked, actually bewildered “really ?!”

You rolled your eyes, fondness gushing out from all your pores.

Merlin, why did he have to be so cute ?

“No, James. I love you because you're one of the best people I know. You're nice, funny, charismatic, smart -well that only sometimes- and you have the biggest heart. You're good. You're so good, baby. Your smoking hot body and your incredible ability to fuck me stupid are just bonuses” you said as your hands cradled through his hair softly.

Then you left a kiss on his cheek, on his nose, his temple, the high part of his cheekbone, until you reached his lips where he proceeded to melt.

He wrapped his arms around you and brought you closer, seeming to forget that he was still balls deep inside of you.

You let out a small hiss as you shuddered at his little movement.

"Careful, baby. Sensitive” you said a bit breathy.

“Fuck, sorry. I'm sorry, love. Do you want me to-”

“Don't you even dare move” you told him, keeping him close to you. Arms looped around his neck as you faced him.

A confused frown settled on his forehead.

“I don't wanna go yet. I like staying like this” you confessed. Your fingers ran all over his face, tracing every nook and angle.

The corner of his eyes, his brows, his nose, cheeks. And finally his lips.

“But your legs-”

“Oh, don't worry, they’re just a bit numb. After we catch our breath a little, I want you to make them fucking shake” 

He stilled for a second, and then he was on your lips again ,hungry and even more eager than before, placing a kiss on them after every word.

“You” kiss “are” kiss “so” kiss “goddamn” kiss “perfect”.

Let's just say your ability to walk was severely compromised for a couple of days.

[baby-yongbok]

Mine - Kim Seungmin x afab!Reader

Genre: Smut Drabble/ Hard Thought - MDNI Word Count: 672

Warnings: Degradation, cursing A/N: My head is spinning right now, I found out that there are BDSM muzzles. (I'm buying one immediately) and then I thought about Seungmin saying that he should muzzle you and it all went down hill from there. I might turn this into a longer fic eventually idk but my brain was rotting with this thought. ✧ Masterlist ✧

Thinking about how Seungmin would act when he finds out that you, his best friend, has a Twitter account dedicated to posting lewd photos and videos of yourself. You told him about it on a whim while the two of you were watching a movie on your couch and before you knew it he was scrolling down your shared media. A small grin on his face as he watches a video of you fucking some guy you hooked up with on a random night out. 

"You think this was good?" He'd look over at you with an expression so serious that you couldn't tell if he really wanted an answer to his question "I could fuck you way better than this" 

That's how you ended up with your back against his chest as the two of you sat on your couch. Your legs spread open and your exposed pussy on display to your best friend. "You must really be a slut, huh?" His fingers would trail light circles around your clit, teasing you so slowly that it made your head spin. You whine for more, bucking your hips up into his hand. 

"Do you just let any guy have access to this pretty pussy? And you're so fucking needy too. You want more?" He was inside of you in an instant, filling you up mercilessly and fucking into you like you belonged to him. He was right when he said that he could fuck you better, you could feel that delicious knot in your stomach as soon as he started fucking into your g-spot at the perfect angle. 

“Look at you, my dumb mutt is drooling. Is my cock so good that you need to make a fucking mess?” Yes, it is that good, you find yourself babbling as he fucks you harder. It’s so much but you keep asking for more and he keeps giving. His new favorite thing is watching you fall apart on his cock. He never would’ve thought that his sweet and innocent best friend could be so lewd. It was all an act. 

He’d laugh when you beg him to fuck you harder, landing a bruising slap on your ass as he rams into you. “You want more? Don’t run from it, pup you just asked for this.” He’d pull out right when you announce that you’re close and turn you around, propping your legs up over his shoulders so that he can reach spots that he couldn’t before. Your moans and cries drown out the sound of skin slapping and Seungmin’s own grunts of pleasure. He’d rub your clit to edge you a bit then stick those arousal covered digits in your mouth to keep you quiet.

“Shut the fuck up, such a noisy bitch. I should muzzle you.”  He smiles when you clench around him, shaking his head in disbelief. “You’d fucking like that wouldn’t you? You want me to fucking gag you? Such a slut.”

He’d get a bit sweeter when he gets close to finishing, he’d praise you with each sloppy thrust. Kissing your calves and sucking and nipping bruises into your ankle. You unravel as soon as his fingers brush against your clit, shaking underneath him and chanting his name like he created your entire universe. “Oh fuck oh fuck you’re so pretty when you cum, baby. That’s it.” 

He’d fall apart shortly after, the image of your eyes rolling back as you came around him throws him over the edge. He covers you in his sticky release with his head thrown back and his chest rising and falling violently. “So perfect, so fucking perfect.” He can’t get the image of you out of his head as he empties his balls. He’s going to need more of you immediately. He leans over and gives you a quick peck on the lips. He looks you in the eye with a sweet yet serious expression. 

“Mine, okay?” You nod your head with a fucked out smile and he kisses you again. “That’s my girl.”

[another-lost-mc]

a/n: cross-posted from my main. this was inspired by jules who casually dropped by my ask box and suggested this.

➤ thinking about: domming lucifer for the first time

0.5k words | gn!reader | nsfw

"How does it feel?" You try not to squirm too much despite the sensation of Lucifer's cock splitting you open and filling you so perfectly. His chest is slick with sweat beneath your palms and you can't help but admire his expression. His dark, crimson eyes flicker back and forth between your face and the space between your legs. He trembles at your touch and his cock is engulfed by your warm, tight heat.

"It feels—" his eyes flutter for a moment, and he swallows before trying again. "It feels good."

"You're perfect like this. You're doing so well for me." His cock twitches inside you as your praise washes over him. "I'll take care of you, my love."

His hands are clenched in his sheets, knuckles ghost-white as he resists the urge to take control back from you. He was the one who asked for this to begin with. He believed you when you promised he would like it—you've never disappointed him. He trusts you to give him what he needs, even though you've denied him the friction he craves. You've give him other sensations to distract him, intimate touches he used to take for granted until now: the soft glide of your fingers through his hair, gentle kisses against his neck and chest.

Maybe later he'll feel ashamed by the pitiful whimpers and pleas that spilled from his lips. Right now, all he wants is more. "I need you," he whispers, voice cracking. He swallows thickly and looks away as embarrassment colours his cheeks. "Please."

Next time you'll draw this out longer, but for now, it seems you're both craving more. "Slowly," you murmur out loud, a reminder for both your sakes, when you finally start to roll your hips. Your voice is a little breathless and betrays your own slipping composure. "Can you feel how much I want you?" You grow still above him when he doesn't respond; you move again, a little faster, once he nods his head against his pillow with a whimpered, uh-huh.

The soft vice of your walls squeeze him gently with each shallow thrust, each slow, sexy glide as you raise yourself up to the tip of his cock before sliding back down to the hilt. The room fills with the sounds of your shuttered breaths, his deep, desperate groans, and the squelching wet sounds of your body gripping around his cock as you move. You lean forward and lick a stripe up the exposed column of his throat, pale and bared to you when he tips his head back. You start to move just a faster and you smile against his skin when he shivers.

He exhales sharply and whispers a breathy, "Oh, fuck yes, please—" His hips jerk suddenly and you brace yourself against him to keep from losing your balance. "I'm sorry," he whimpers, watery lashes fanning his cheeks when his eyes widen slightly. "You feel so good, I can't help it."

[cannellee]

TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE ★

୨୧ alpha! Kazutora x omega! Reader (smut)

— alpha kazutora's out of jail and he only wants one thing from his omega<3 (basically just sex)

cw: rough sex, blowjob (m!receiving), facefuck, cum swallow, light face slapping, name calling...

(I hesitated a lot before posting. it's my first time writing full smut, I read a lot of it but I'm not necessarily confident in writing it as it feels a bit awkward😭 but I had this idea and thought I had to share it! feedback is greatly appreciated! I hope you'll like it!!🫶🏼)

my masterlist : ☆

imagine a fresh out of prison kazutora, who doesn't expect anything when he crosses the border of the prison.

he'll probably go to his place, it's been a long time since he's been there, he should do a lot of cleaning first.

but then you appear like an angel, wide smile and innocent puppy eyes, welcoming your criminal of an alpha. but you don't care what kazutora is, you've been waiting for him for so long, and you missed him and his touch so bad.

you're so desperate for him you couldn't even cum on your own without thinking about him. his absence felt heavy all this time and you're so happy he's finally here.

now you're bringing him to his place that you've been cleaning and maintaining like a good partner would. you already prepared a warm meal beforehand for him and kazutora has a hard time keeping a poker face.

of course he didn't forget you all this time, he's only been thinking about the day when he could finally get his hands back on his pretty omega.

and now you've even cooked for him when everyone else has most likely forgotten about his release. you're the perfect omega for him, absolutely submissive and loving to take care of your alpha.

kazutora is beaming and his hands are soon enough grabbing the flesh of your thighs, biting and licking every parcel of you exposed skin.

he's so fucking horny and you can sense it by the way his musk and pheromones are embalming the air. you're basically breathing nothing else but the smell of his arousal. and his pheromones, oh you don't think you've missed something more than his strong pheromones. they always made you feel dizzy and never lost a chance to remind you of your place.

and today as well, your alpha hasn't felt the touch of an omega for so long, it's only right as his omega that you submit yourself to his desire. and it's not like it bothers you either way, you're so eager to please, to prove to him that you can still satisfy him in ways others can't.

this is why you drop to your knees without him having to utter a single word. and without wasting time, you hastily unzip his pants and let his powerful pheromones hit your nose even harder. you take his big cock into your mouth, not even caring about the noises nor the mess you're making. kazutora likes it more when you're covered in spit anyways. so you suck and lick and kiss every inch of his cock, swallowing his whole length when he asks you to. the face you make when your pink lips are stretched by his aching cock, contrasting with your big doe eyes, any ounce of purity gone, all of this makes him want to ruin you.

kazutora doesn't last long before pounding into your throat, your gags being the only noise you both can hear beside his breathy moans. when you hear his soft praises, of how much of a good little slut you are, you can't help but want to please him further. you begin to fuck your face on his cock, your nose hitting his pelvis every thrust of your head and your nostrils only breathing in the smell of his musk.

your eyes are so wet, you can't see a thing anymore. there's a pool forming between your legs that's begging for relief, but you ignore it the best you can, focusing on your alpha's pleasure instead. and when kazutora proceeds to grab a fist full of your hair and go even harder on your throat, you're sure you can see stars.

you barely have any chance to breath and your jaw is aching so much, still you don't move an inch, your instincts fully satisfied knowing you're serving your alpha just like should.

and kazutora needed exactly that, your compliance and will to do basically anything to satiate his desires. and he swears he would go back to prison any day if it meant being able to use your throat as a flesh light each time as a welcome back.

you can feel his release is soon by the way he's clenching your hair even rougher it almost hurts. your eyes are rolled in the back of your skull and your mind is solely focused on his pleasure. everytime he hit the back of your throat with more power your gags are getting louder and louder. with his cock getting bigger and harder, you tighten your lips around it with more care and make use of your tongue expertly.

he finally grabs your head and grants you with a long and loud growl, he pushes your head and makes it meet his stomach, you make sure to swallow everything he's giving you, sitting still like the obedient omega you are. his salty cum is flowing down your throat and you're not sure when he's going to stop.

kazutora is very pleased and when he finally lets you get some air you're gasping and spit is drooling down your chin like a dumb puppy. your lazy eyes and lolled out tongue are kazutora's favourite and if he wasn't this tired already he would make good use of your sluty ass to cum a second time.

but he considers it as enough of a good round an lets you go, not without making sure you've swallowed every drop he's offered you first.

he scoops the little drops which went down your neck when you tried to catch your breath and gives it to you. he calls you a good girl and spits in your mouth to let you know you did a good job sucking him off and you're sucking eagerly at his sperm covered fingers, too dumb to understand a word he's saying anyways.

you watch him pull his pants back up and you feel a comfortable sense of inferiority being the only one looking so messy. and kazutora must feel it too because the next thing you know he's slapping you softly on the face and pulling you up with a warm smile across his face. taking care of you after a good session makes his alpha happy.

you're glad you could be of use to him and you find yourself purring loudly when he holds you in his big arms, covering you with his scent you oh so love.

after bathing you and cleaning you up, he's tucking you inside the nest you made beforehand. your throat is sore but you find the strength in yourself to chirp happily, kazutora's heart go crazy at the sound he loves so much. he can't feel anything but pure bliss and he owes it all to you, his delicate and perfect omega<3

[youandiwerealive]

You make a mess of me [rd]

Author’s note: this isn’t a request, it’s just an idea that has been on my mind lately 😭 also I’m almost asleep while posting this, so sorry if there are many typos in this, I barely proofread it 😭

Warnings: this is a whole lotta smut, so MINORS DNI!!! Unprotected sex once again because I want Rúben to impregnate me, sex kind of in public? Dirty talking, a lot of cumming. Let me know if I’m missing something

Wc: 2840 - English is not my first language! Feedback is always appreciated

After a very much tiring season, you and Rúben finally find yourselves on vacation. Travelling to Greece with the man of your dreams means breathtaking views, great adventures, amazing food, crystal clear waters and incredible, hot and unbothered sex with Rúben.

Tonight, you two were getting ready to go have dinner out with Rúben’s managers, who need to talk to him about some sponsorship deals that your boyfriend needs to approve before the both of you can enjoy the rest of your vacation together.

You finish applying your red lipstick and smile at your reflection in the mirror, feeling good and knowing that you look good. Once you step out of the bathroom, Rúben was already waiting for you, sitting on the bed, scrolling through his phone. When his eyes land on your figure, his breath hitches a bit on his throat, already having unholy thoughts at the way he could take you right then and there.

He tries to play it cool, but he can’t stop staring at your shiny and tanned legs, due to the short dress that you’re wearing. He can’t stop his mind, already imagining your legs wrapped around his head while he eats you out like he’s been starving lately.

But Rúben doesn’t know that you’re thinking the exact same: how you could kiss him on his neck, down his collarbone, the buttons of his shirt left undone doing malicious things to your mind. You look at the clock, still having 20 minutes until your dinner appointment, and your body tells you to have some fun during those minutes.

So, why not? Rúben’s eyes never leave you as you walk seductively to him, stopping in between his legs. His hands travel up and down your legs softly now, as yours go to his exposed chest, feeling his broad shoulders and muscles, already tensing up a little at your touch.

You slowly kneel down so you’re at his eye level, sharing glances that speak for themselves. You are hungry for each other, and don’t have enough time do to everything that your bodies are begging you.

You’re a giver, so you decide to gift Rúben first, already leaving lipstick stains on his neck as you adorn his body with mouth open kisses. His breath gets caught in his throat, his heart already beating faster under your control.

You love the influence you have on him, his bulge looking huge by now, just by the way your touch feels so soft and yet burning on his skin.

You slowly undo his shorts, bringing his boxers down at the same time, already hungry to taste him. His cock springs, finally free from being conditioned in his clothes. He sighs at the way you gently blow on his tip, the cold air hitting him where he feels hot the most.

You start kissing his tip, coating it with your spit already, knowing that you don’t have much time to tease him like you’d want to.

“Babe, we don’t have time” - Rúben tries to protest against his own will, while caressing your hair softly, seeing your lipstick drawing figures on his dick.

“I’ll be quick” - you wink at him, now getting his cock in your mouth, sucking the tip while stroking the rest of it with your hand. You circle your hand around him, sucking like crazy - putting even more effort into it while you hear Rúben’s moans now. It’s like music to your ears.

His hand is still in your hair, trying to push your head further into his cock, but you don’t give in. Instead, you stroke his dick faster, while your tongue is now circling around his red and swollen tip - tasting his precum, now mixed with your saliva.

Your other hand travels to his abs, making you moan on his dick, the vibrations sending electric waves through his body.

You start bobbing your head further on his cock and faster, while your hands keep stroking his length and balls.

Rúben’s body tenses up as he feels his orgasm approaching.

“Baby, I’m not gonna last long” - you hear him say as you look at the clock through the corner of your eye - 8 minutes left until you two need to leave for dinner.

You deep throat his cock, punctuating his moans with your mouth. Rúben starts whimpering as he now grips at your hair, his breath shaking now as you suck him hard, hearing him groaning as he starts spilling his cum in your mouth.

You let him empty his seed down your throat, swallowing it whole until he’s trying to catch his breath to calm down. You take his dick out of your mouth, and you open it up again to show your man that you swallowed it all.

Rúben smirks at you, breathing heavily as his hand starts caressing your cheek sweetly. You smile innocently at him, like you didn’t just drank all his cum at once.

“We have to go” - he says in a sad tone as he dresses his shorts again, composing himself.

“I know” - you answer, matching his tone and hugging him from behind as you help him cleaning all the lipstick stains that you left in his neck.

“I promise I’ll make it up to you” - he says cheekily before you two leave your room.

You and Rúben arrive a bit late to your dinner with his management team. Your boyfriend made up some excuse that your guests apparently bought, and you two sit down at your table.

Rúben sits beside you, smiling as he talks to the men in front of you two.

While you order your dishes, Rúben is engaged in the conversation, talking about a Nike partnership that he needs to shoot once your vacations are over.

You start eating your food, and some minutes after, Rúben’s hands starts touching your leg, your small dress not helping you covering up your body from him. He caresses your knee, going up until he reaches your thigh, letting his hand wonder there for a moment.

When you notice, his finger is rubbing your wet core. Rúben smiles to himself when he realised that you weren’t wearing any panties tonight. You choke on your food, and try to disguise what was happening by coughing.

Rúben is still engaged in the conversation like nothing happened, his fingers working to find your clit now. You try to close your legs, but Rúben’s hand stopped you immediately. His middle finger travels through your folds, and he looks at you with a cocky smile on his face, his partners oblivious to what he’s doing to you. You fight the urge inside of you to moan at the way his fingers are working on you. He gently opens up your legs a little wider, pulling at your knee carefully so nobody notices.

Then, he manages to put a finger inside of your pussy, already wet from all the previous touching he did, mixed with all the anxiety that this scene is causing you. You could never imagine that being fingered by your boyfriend in the middle of the restaurant would be on tonight’s menu.

Your pussy is now throbbing at the way his finger is going incredibly slow inside of you - needing more of him, so much more. He suddenly takes his finger out of you, leaving your cunt to feel needy and empty. You murmur a whine at the sensation, and Rúben sends you a warning look to be quiet.

His hand quickly touches you again, his fingers now coating your folds with your juices, on their way to your clit - rubbing it furiously now. Rúben coughs slightly because he knows damn well that the men in front of him could hear the wet sounds coming from your pussy, the noise already driving him insane.

His bulge is hurting in his shorts again, and you try to hold his wrist, silently begging him to stop - you couldn’t hold it anymore.

But Rúben doesn’t stop. His fingers continue to bully your clit, and you are breathing heavily now - saying out loud that you feel hot inside the restaurant - trying to prevent the people near you to suspect of what was happening under that tablet.

Doing it in public turns you on even more, the adrenaline rushing through your veins, your pussy throbbing even more at the thought of possibly being caught.

You need to cum, you’re desperate to do it, and Rúben feels your legs starting to close, signalling that you’re close. He keeps working on your swollen and sweet spot until you hold your breath, preventing any sound to come out of your mouth. You cum on his hand, as your legs shake a little but Rúben just pretended that your phone had fell to the floor, managing to help you move around a bit, so you could make yourself comfortable in your seat again.

But, at the same time, Rúben doesn’t care about the dinner anymore. He doesn’t want to talk to any of his managers, he just wants to have you. So, without even giving an excuse, he finishes the dinner sooner than expected. After paying, you get up from your sit, feeling so wet that your juices could actually be running down your legs.

He takes your hand in his, walking outside the restaurant, directly into the beach. Rúben is desperate, looking around to find some kind of place where he could fuck you in, but it’s either the restaurant or the beach itself.

“Fuck it, I’m fucking you right here” - he says as his mouth finds yours, starting an aggressive make out session.

“What are you talking about?” - you worriedly ask in between kisses.

“I’m fucking you here, I can’t hold it anymore” - he explains while he starts to undo your dress.

“Rúben wait, we are not about to fuck in the middle of the beach” - you try to reason with him.

Rúben sighs as he looks around. “It’s empty, you see? There’s nobody here. Plus it’s getting dark already, no one is going to see us” - he grabs you by the hips as he picks you up.

He doesn’t even let you talk anymore. He lays you down on the sand, your dress coming down to your belly, allowing your boobs to be on full display right now.

“You’re so hot, fuck, all mine” - he breathes out as he starts to kiss all over your chest and tits, grinding himself down on your core. Your legs are now wrapped around his torso, while his mouth roams your entire body.

The feeling of his erected dick trying to touch you through the fabric of his shorts is making you desperate to feel him, your cunt already pulsating and clenching around nothing.

“Thank god you chose not to wear panties. My naughty girl is making this so much easier for me tonight” - he whispers in your ear as he starts kissing your neck, while his fingers find your pussy again, working on it a bit more.

“Been thinking about you all night, babe. Feeling your pussy getting wet on my fingers was driving me insane” - he says as you moan loud now at the way his hands keeps touching you so good.

“I didn’t even care about dinner at all - the only thing I wanted to eat all night was you” - he says in a low voice before getting down on you, his face now deep in your pussy, leaving mouth open kisses in your folds, like he’s kissing your mouth.

You can’t stop moaning and whimpering at the sensation of his mouth on your pussy, finally giving you what you’ve been wishing for the entire night.

You bury your hand on Rúben’s hair, griping it tightly as his tongue starts working on you even harder.

He sucks on your folds, taking your juices in his mouth, as his tongue starts devouring you. He licks a long strap along your pussy, until his tongue reaches your clit - now swollen and red from all his touching and getting you so turned on.

His tongue is drawing circles on your clit as he inserts two fingers inside your pussy, curling them to touch your g-spot with every thrust.

You’re a moaning mess, feeling your mind cloudy from all the pleasure that Rúben is giving you. You keep pulling at his hair and pushing his head further into your needy pussy, making him groan at the feeling.

You feel your orgasm approaching, and Rúben doesn’t stop eating you out like he’s starving.

“Ruby, please” - the gentle pet name making him moan into your pussy, sending vibrations through your body.

“Cum baby, let me get drunk off your precious pussy. Please - I need it so badly” - he says before he inserts his tongue inside of you now, desperate for you to cum on his mouth.

After some moments of him fucking you with his tongue, you finally cum again, whimpering at the way your pussy feels like it’s on fire.

Your breathing is shaking while you calm yourself down. You look up at Rúben, now taking off his shorts and boxers, his hand already stroking his painfully hard cock.

“What? Didn’t think you’d get dessert?” - he says dominantly to you, while holding your legs to rest them on top of his shoulders. He aligns himself at your entrance, filling you up at once, making you cry out. Rúben sighs, content that he’s finally where he needed, inside of you.

“You have no idea how good it feels to be inside of you, amor” - he admits while gently thrusts into you. Rúben doesn’t want a quickie. He’s got time, he’s taking his time inside of you, lazily fucking you like he doesn’t have a care in the world.

You moan at his words, not giving him another type of answer. But Rúben is feeling vocal tonight.

“I mean it, princess. You will never understand this feeling, because nothing can compare to the way your pussy hugs my cock so hungrily, you’re so needy for me” - he continues to explain cockily, while his dick keeps fucking you, going a bit faster now.

“God, you are always so wet for me. And so warm and tight. Fuck, your pussy is the best place to be. See how good I slide inside of you babe? Feels amazing to see your dripping juices flowing down on my cock” - his words make you moan out of pleasure, making your stomach turn like you’re a teenager.

“And when you moan for me, fuck” - he lets his head back, like he’s replaying your sounds on his head. “You sound so fucking erotic babe, you have no idea. You drive me wild” - his dick never stopping, going at a constant speed inside of you.

“And you’re mine, all mine. This pussy is mine, just like I always fuck you like I’m only yours - because I am, babe” - he admits as he lets out a small whimper, now picking up the pace to fuck you harder.

“You have no ideia how much I want to cum inside of your wet cunt. Fuck- I’ve been thinking about this all day” - he groans as he is now fucking you hard and raw.

You scream at the crazy feeling between your legs, and you look to your left to see the restaurant where you two were a while ago. The walls and doors of the building - all made of glass. You could see a lot of people staring at you two from the inside for the restaurant.

Rúben notices the same as you, as he keeps trusting like a mad man inside your now sore cunt. “Looks like we’re giving a show, huh babe” - he breathes as his finger goes to touch your clit for what seems like the millionth time this night.

“Cum for me baby, for them. People want to see the end of this movie” - he speaks dominantly as you feel the bubble on your stomach bursting, moaning loudly as you cum on Rúben’s cock. At the same time, Rúben is cumming as well, buried deep inside your pussy.

He empties his juice inside of you as you both rode out your highs. He collapsed on top of you, the two of you breathing heavy.

“Do you think they can see it’s us?” - you ask, now feeling a bit embarrassed.

“Nah, it’s dark now. They probably could only see two silhouettes having crazy sex in the middle of the beach” - he laughs at his words, as you gently pet his hair.

Going on vacation with Rúben means a lot of things, but you never thought that it could turn both of you into two silhouettes that gave one hell of a show to a fancy restaurant full of strangers, in the middle of Greece.

[nisuna]

I got super inspired last night, so here's a short drabble about the smut adventures of cult leader!geto x non-sorcerer!f!reader let's goo

I have more planned along the lines of: First time sleeping with him; Public sex in front of his followers; Making you call him by his First Name during sex; Saying I love you during sex; things I have mentioned in my headcannon post (I might do a poll for the next chapter 🙈)

Feel free to check out the headcannons for this AU for more context! (part 2 here!!)

TW: heavy nipple play; nipple sucking, biting, pinching; manipulative geto, short non-con, unprotected sex, creampie, mutual orgasm, FIRST KISS, trust issues, crying, he calls you "pet", power imbalance; cult leader!Geto x non-sorcerer!f!reader

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"Geto-samaaa... I need a break today. Please, no more.", you huffed in his arms. Your hips and back were starting to hurt from the countless nights that you've been spending with him.

"What do you mean, pet? Have I overworked you? Oh poor you. But there has to be something I can do to satisfy myself. Tell me, what activity do you enjoy that doesn't involve my cock?"

You felt stumped, but something did come to mind. "Che..."

"Hm? What was that, pet? You need to speak up.", he demanded, looking at you expectedly.

"Chest.", your timid voice broke the silence. "I like it when you play with my chest Geto-sama."

After hearing the words leave your mouth, a toothy grin appeared on his face.

"Good job. Look at you speaking your mind. Such a good pet. Well then, get ready.", he cooed, loosening the knot on your robe. "Tonight, I'm going to town on your chest. Nothing more, nothing less. I promise."

He didn't lie when he said he would go to town, because that's exactly what's been happening for the last half hour. You were on all fours above him while his hungry mouth was sucking in your right nipple. Much to your dismay, however, he was paying attention to the right one ONLY. And at this point, you were getting impatient.

"Mmh whyy~", you mewled.

That caught his attention as he unlatched his mouth from your sensitive nub.

"What is it, pet? You don't like it? That can't be, you were the one who suggested this in the first place. I can practically feel you dripping all over me."

"It's not that...", you mumbled, turning your head, because you didn't have the guts to face him right now.

"What is it then? You have to speak your mind. How elese am I supposed to know if I'm doing something you don't like, hm?"

You sucked in a deep brath and squeaked. "The.. the other one..."

"Hm? Come again?", he cocked an eyebrow, putting his fingers on your chin, finally making you look at him.

"The other one...why do you only play with the right one. What about the left?", you mumbled trailing off.

His mind went ding as he smiled up at you. "Oooh your other one wants attention as well, hm? Why didn't you say so? I'm more than happy to oblige." He hummed caressing your cheek with his large palm.

"However, that service comes at a price."

"What do you-?"

"You have to put in a quarter to play."

"A what? I don't think im following Geto-sama..."

"Oh my dumb little pet. I'm talking about this, of course.", he smiled while sliding his exposed cock through your wet folds.

"Mh- no you said we wouldn't do that today!", you tried your best not to succumb to temptation.

"Just the tip, pet. I promise. Do that for me and I'll suck on your tits all night long.", the way his deep and smooth voice rolled off his tongue like honey made you weak.

How could you say no to such an offer. He wouldn't lie to you right? Geto-sama was a man of his word, you can trust him.

So you reluctantly nodded your head yes and began lifting your hips. He was quick to grab you by your hips and push into you. As promised, he didn't go deep and stopped immediately. You felt relief wash over your body as you tried your best to adjust to the sudden intrusion.

You let out a few huffs before finally discarding your robe, saying. "Mhh, I did my part of the deal. Now's your turn...AH-", as you were about to press your left tit against his mouth, he bottomed out, making you whine his name.

"Geto samaaa noo, you promised we wouldn't.. you.. you lied to me.", you sobbed, digging your nails into his exposed chest. The tears collecting in your eyes almost made him pity you. Almost.

"I'll continue pampering you, don't worry, this is just a quick detour."

You had no energy to defend yourself in his tight grasp, so you let him bully his fat cock into your tight little hole without protest.

After a few thrusts, he sat up, keeping you on his lap and finally fulfilled his part of the deal. His tongue darted out to your neglected left nipple while he pinched your right one between his long fingers. His hips kept rocking up into you while his hungry eyes kept looking up at you all throughout his ministrations.

Your tears of disappointment soon turned into tears of pleasure as you started losing yourself in his grasp. It was when he started to stimulate your puffy clit as well that your mind went blank. The expressions you were making were so nasty, that they soon pushed him over the edge as well.

It was the first time both of you came at the same time and it was understandable that you lost your mind at the intense feeling. It was when he kept fucking you through your high that you lost your sense of self and didn't notice that you grabbed onto his face and pushed your lips against his. Your mouth fell open as a needy moan left your mouth at the feeling of getting filled to the brim. You were so out of it that you didn't notice his eyes shoot open and hands halt all movement.

This was the first time you two ever kissed. Cult leader geto always saw sex as an act of service and obedience. Never once has he thought about kissing someone like you. He talked you through it and prohibited you from ever trying, or else...

Your eyes shot open as well at the lack of reaction and you almost had a heart attack at the realisation of what you have just done.

You were beyond terrified, immediately pulling away and shivering at the sight of his blank expression and his sharp eyes burning holes into you.

You began trembling in his tight grasp as your next words came tumbling out. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Geto-sama, please forgive me-", you sobbed.

As you were about to pull your hands away from his face, he stopped you. You were petrified, expecting the worst. But to your surprise you didn't feel a punishment come your way. Instead, you felt him press his lips against yours and holding your hand in place on his cheek. The kiss was hungry, his tongue prying your mouth open and all you could do was moan and just take it. When he finally pulled away, you didn't dare speak, blinking at him with fear evident in your eyes. Your confusion only grew when you heard him let out a chuckle.

"You surprised me for sure, pet. But let's continue, I quite liked it.", he mumbled.

You nodded, letting out the breath you were holding as you closed your eyes and puckered your lips. While you were making out, you felt him harden inside of you again. This was going to be a long night, after all.

From then on out each time he crashed his lips against yours and made you cream on his cock over and over he thought "fuck it" abandoning his principles. All because of you.

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I'd love to hear your thoughts!

[l3viat8an]

AHHH your ask box is finally working again!!!

okay so ik you made this post forever ago but you briefly mentioned soft dom mammon in it and I have been so excited to bring it up with you!!!

pls if you could spare any thoughts you may have on soft dom! Mammon ��🏻

even just a crumb, a morsel, I will be forever indebted to you!!!

And I hope you’re doing well and having a great weekend so far <3

- ♈️ anon

Nsfw!

Hiiii ♈️ ‘n omgg yes!! I’m always happy to share soft!dom Mammon or at least this is my attempt at soft!dom Mammon <3

CW: AFAB!Reader, overstimulation, fingering, praise and a bit of soft sex cuz yea :)

“You can give me another one, can’t ya?” Mammon asked like he was actually giving you a choice, two of his fingers currently circling your clit, feeling your muscles twitch from your last orgasm.

Your head had lolled back onto his shoulder, and his lips moved to your now exposed throat, sucking and biting at your skin as you whine “‘S’too much..Mams can’t…,” his fingers never actually stop abusing your clit, but he sighs against your skin. “I know, but you’re taking it so well, darlin’. you always take me so well.”

you made a sound somewhere between a whine and a groan, your body arching against Mammon as his fingers slid inside your pussy.

Pumping them in and out just fast enough to keep you on the edge of another orgasm, but not fast enough to push you over.

Squirming around in his lap you whine his name again, a little louder. Mammon stopped nibbling on your neck just long enough to mumble a “Yes?” while adding a third finger in.

Your eyelids squeeze shut and your fingers clawed at the material of the couch you were so close and he was teasing you! You take a deep breath and try again, “P-please Mammon. I want...want you.” his hard-on pushing against your back….

“Hmm? What do you want? Do ya more, darlin’?” You nodded eagerly and he chuckled.

Pulling his fingers away and turning you in his lap Mammon pressed his lips to yours, a few quick, soft kisses, before he’s gripping your hips and standing up.

You squealed, wrapping your legs around his waist as he walked over to his bed, “Then let’s get to the bed, yea?” setting you down gently, so that you’re leaning against the headboard.

Oh fuck you felt, limp now…his beds always makes you feel so safe, even when he’s hovering above you with that hungry look in his eyes, you managed another small whine of, “Please.”

Mammon smirks down at you. This is always his favorite look on you. The sweet, fucked out one, where all you can think about is how much pleasure he was giving you and how you never wanted it to end.

“Yea. I’ll take care of ya treasure~ just relax for me.” Mammon, moved closer putting himself between your spread legs, making sure you were comfortable as one of his hands gripped your waist while the other lines his cock up with your dripping cunt.

He glanced up at you and you nodded again, as if you hadn’t already cum countless times tonight and just from his fingers, as if you he wasn’t just treating you like his toy-

He slid in slowly, immediately groaning when he felt your walls squeezing him, you whine a little at first but relax almost as quickly.

You were safe and Mammon made sure you knew that. He wanted a few more seconds until you nodded again and slow started pushing in again inch after inch. Until you were trembling again and he finally bottomed out.

“Good human, takin’ my cock like you were made for me.” Mammon praised you as he began to rock his hips into your.

He kept his thrusts slow, he wanted to feel you cumming around his cock again and again, until your thighs are trembling and muscles shaking with every rut of his hips into yours. Then he can finally fill you with his cum-

[sweet-as-an-angel]

Niragi Headcanons

Warnings: 18+, Heavy BDSM, Edging, Overstimulation, Aftercare, Ownership Kink, Marking, Biting, Petnames, Consensual Dub-Con, Consensual Abuse of Physical Strength, Knife Play, Mentions of Blood, Spit Kink, Cum Play, Rough Sex, Dominant Niragi, Submissive Reader, Profanity, No Pronouns used for Reader except ‘You’, etc.

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You’re his. Simple as.

And he makes sure to remind you - and anyone who crosses your path - on a near-daily basis.

Whenever he sees fit, he’ll just corner you and pin you down, telling you to “Calm down, Angel – you’re makin’ me hard,” – his way of warning you that whatever he has planned for you will only worsen the more you struggle.

And his bulge against your back is a very visceral promise of that.

Loves forcing your hands beside or above your head; it reminds you both of how much stronger than you he is – how weak and dependent you are compared to him.

How he owns you.

Bites your throat and shoulders, sucking marks, crafting you a necklace of bruises fashioned by him – his own branded jewels of love.

He’ll make sure they’re visible, too.

He needs to ward off other people from you by leaving his mark, his signature.

If he thinks you’re being bratty or uncooperative, he’ll go to any lengths to break you down until you submit to him entirely.

“You’re not making this any easier for yourself, Love,” he says. “Just tell me why you’re being so infuriating and I won’t bleed you this time.”

Massively into knife play.

Loves hearing you squeak and moan whenever he holds a knife to your throat or drags the blunted edge up your thighs, pressing it to your throbbing, aching core and cutting your underwear open, ravaging you.

He’s so rough when he’s in this kind of mood.

Will pound you until you bleed. Or give out and admit your feelings to him. Either will suffice; yet Niragi knows which he can draw from you first.

And his stamina and endurance are no joke.

He will outlast you in every faculty.

That’s the territory that comes with being a trained killer.

And he will remind you of that constantly.

“How does it feel–” he rasps, pants, as he pounds you from behind, the bed jutting with each thrust, “–to know you’re being fucked by a killer,”

The question is always rhetorical. He just revels in the feeling of you clenching around him when he recalls just how easily he could end you right here, right now.

But he doesn’t. And he never would.

He loves you far, far too much.

But that doesn’t stop him from being straight-up disrespectful.

Orders you to open your mouth, only for him to spit into it whenever he knows or suspects you’re being untruthful.

Also loves covering you in his cum.

His favourite thing is to cum inside you and watch it ooze from whichever holes he’s chosen to abuse that day, but something about covering you in it makes him feral.

Edges you constantly.

Uses your release as a bartering chip.

“Tell me why you’re being such a brat and I’ll let you cum.”

It’s a trap. Your honesty is punished, too.

Once he tears a satisfactory answer from you, he’ll let you - make you - cum.

And as your orgasm is still rolling through you, he’ll keep going. And going. And going.

At first you could assume it’s his bid to fulfill his own needs, but even after he finishes inside you and he simply doesn’t relent, realisation dawns on you.

Your insides are aching, pleading for a moment’s respite. But Niragi doesn’t stop, battering your hole and keeping it stretched over his bulging cock.

There comes a point where you’re banging your fists against his chest, begging him to stop because you’re so sensitive and it hurts, but he ignores you.

“If I were to let up that easily, I wouldn’t get to have any fun. Quite unfair after I let you cum, isn’t it?”

Looks into your eyes as he does it, too.

Will tie you up if he finds your cries and flails to be too bothersome.

Binds you to the bedposts so there’s nothing you can do but watch and feel as he slams into you at such a harsh, killing rhythm that has you thinking whatever’s leaking out of you right now is blood.

Very much into BDSM.

Will use his strength to bend you into whatever shape your body will allow and bind your limbs together, making it entirely impossible for you to break free as he has his way with you.

“You’re mine,” he’d say, grinding the shape of his cock into your walls; and all the while you’re moaning, crying, tears streaming down your face as euphoria tightens in your centre. “Nobody else can have you - please you - the way I can.”

Big fan of punishment, btw.

There are times where he puts you in a cage and just cums on you, making you stay there until his semen is crusting on your skin, makeshift scales on the creature he has reduced you to.

Also gets a kick out of spanking you, either with a belt or his hand.

When he’s feeling particularly cruel, he makes you count them until you reach the limit he has set for you.

And Heaven forbid you lose count, or you both start all over again.

Niragi likes to make sure that every time you try to sit down, you remember him – what he did to you.

When all is said and done, even when you’re used and stuffed and Niragi is milked dry, he is always up for more.

If you insist you can “go another round,” he’ll push you back down onto the bed.

“Oh, is that so, Sweetheart?” he says, looking down at you with mischief. “I might just break you if we go again.”

He’s joking, ofc.

When you're actually spent for the night, he just collapses next to you and looks upon you as if you are god, eyes dark and round.

Though he'd attribute that longing look in his eye to you being too emotional or clutching at straws - simply projecting that which you wanted to see.

Though, he will admit (only to himself), that it does feel nice to be so seen on occasion, but only by you.

Secretly loves to snuggle. All the time.

And he holds you as you’re drifting off to sleep, keeping you flush against his chest, wondering how he got so lucky to have met you.

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[ddejavvu]

pairing: han solo x reader

summary: you get a little distracted while giving han a blowjob // based on a message from my friend who i do not wish to expose by name, about "licking Harrison fords space body"

this post is 18+, minors dni.

Maybe it's that this time you're on your knees recreationally, not driven by a vapid pit of lust below the gut of the man standing before you. When you have the time to be thoughtful about sex, you typically prefer penetration, but today you'd felt like occupying your mouth, and Han had been happy to oblige.

"Well get after it, killer," He drawls, confused by your sudden hesitance. You've never wasted this much time before sucking his cock into your mouth before, and he's not sure why you're doing it now.

Your eyes are trained on his hips, broad, tan stretches of skin and muscle and bone that lead into his thick, sturdy thighs. You've heard a similar build be referred to as a tree trunk thigh, and you cant say you disagree with the description; they're strong and firm, something you'd definitely like to climb.

You've squeezed his thighs before, flung your arms around his waist when he'd tried easing you off of his cock before you were ready to let go to anchor yourself to him. You've touched them, you've sat on them, you've ogled them, but you've never fully appreciated them like you want to do now.

"Come on," He urges, voice taking on an exasperated bite, "What're you doing down there, meditating? Get in there."

He braces a hand at the back of your head and pushes it forwards into his hips, his hard cock running into your face. You scramble to open your mouth and suck it between your lips where it had been smearing sticky precum against your cheek, a stain of it left across your chin, too. He gives you a moment to get settled but you're still distracted, and Han can tell in the way that you're only absentmindedly suckling at the head of his cock.

His mouth ticks down in a disgruntled frown and he reverses his grip on your head, pulling instead of pushing. Your scalp burns where he tugs at your hair but it's only enough force to get you off of his cock, and you lick across your sticky bottom lip while staring up at him, waiting for an explanation.

"What's with you today, crazy?" He asks, eyes narrowed as he thumbs at your chin, "You got somethin' on your mind?"

"Your thighs," You admit, voice already a tad raw from sucking his cock, no matter how casually you'd been doing it, "They look really good."

"My- thighs?" He confirms, brows furrowed, "You had my dick in your mouth, and you were thinking about my legs?"

"They're sexy," You breathe, reaching up to ghost your fingers against one of his thighs, feeling its warmth beneath your touch, "Han, can- can I please...?"

"What?" Now he's thoroughly exasperated, "Spit it out."

You do quite the opposite, and attach your mouth to his thigh.

You're sure that the warm, wet swipe of your tongue over his hip is strange, and you wonder if you'll ever hear his breath catch again so sharply, so weakly. It's a sound he's drawn out of you countless times, but never have you managed to catch him off guard enough for it to come out of him. His muscles tense under your tongue and you turn to teeth, gnawing gently on the firm mass of tanned flesh between your jaw.

"-the fuck do you think you're doing?" He demands to know, even more alarmed when your tongue wets the outermost undercurve of his ass - barely teasing at the skin there but enough to send him into a daze.

"Your hips are so sexy," You breathe, words fanning hot over his side as you bite down on his hipbone once more. There's something deliciously taboo about them, typically covered if only for the modesty of another body part; chaste in design but sinful in association, "Han, please- please just let me stay here for a minute."

He's persuaded by the way that you dip your tongue into the crease between his thigh and his cock, lapping at the sweat-tacky skin there and ignoring the way that his balls nudge against your face. His hand flies to his cock, stroking it before he even realizes he's moved it, words uncharacteristically strained as you press a parting kiss to his balls before snaking your tongue downwards in a slimy trail.

"Fine. Fine, shit," He hisses, feeling the burn of your fingernails into his skin as you wrap your arms around his thigh. You hear obscene squelching sounds as Han strokes himself off, vigorously thanks to your efforts in soaking his thigh with your drool, although he pretends not to enjoy it, "Y'know, something's wrong with you. Gave you my cock and you're over here chewing on my leg instead."

[little-star-library]

“I thrive off of sexual tension. I love a mutual eye fuck in public.” -unknown (but I found this very fitting with Astarion and I couldn’t help but start imagining things)

Just imagine Astarion’s striking red eyes piercing you with a lustful stare. A shiver runs down your spine and yet you feel your body burn with the heat of a rising blush spread over your skin. He has you hypnotized by his gaze and you almost want to look away, but your mind keeps you from doing so as you take in his aura.

There was no doubt that there was a spark of chemistry between you both in the way that you would playfully flirt with one another or how you would spare each other longer glances that were much more than friendly. No matter what was happening or how you spent your time with him, he had you under his spell with that cutthroat charm and the most melodic voice that always made you melt on the inside whenever he spoke.

As you stand only feet away from him in camp with your feet frozen to the ground, you try your best to match his observance in silent acknowledgment. He smirks knowingly across the way at your response and you loathe him for how calm and collected he appears. His eyes rove over your figure clad only in your linen shirt and trousers, which in turn made you feel too exposed as if he was mentally undressing you and you knew that he probably was.

You can’t help but let your mind wander and your eyes reciprocate his action, fantasizing about how you would strip him bare and kiss every inch of skin that was revealed to you as you went. You thought about what his lips might feel like when he captures you in a passionate kiss, full of teeth and tongues while he stole your breath with every stroke of his tongue across yours and every little nip of his fangs to prick your bottom lip and lick at the blood that would pool to the surface. You imagined how he would tease you with his tongue and fingers in other places and making you squirm in his arms while whispering sweet praises in your ear until he couldn’t resist the urge to take you right then and there. You dreamed of how he would fuck you in multiple scandalous positions and how you would obey his every command just to have the honor of feeling him stretching you open over his large and swollen cock.

All the while he is unmoving from his post by his tent, thinking of equally improper things. But as you snap back to reality, you fix your eyes onto Astarion once more and as soon as he makes eye contact, he gives you a devilish wink and walks away with a satisfied laugh under his breath.