#this is about their dickprints

[remyfire]

I'm only gonna do this once sorry, sorry for being me

Like do you think it was in the audition criteria or

[formulaonedirection]

we shud talk about mick nadia

okay but what's Mick's favourite food like do we think he has a sweet tooth he seems like a Boy that has a Very Secret Sweet Tooth and he gets very pink when someone catches him in the act

[trendywaifus]

thinking about stelle having an onlyfans account called mymomisaraccoonlover568. she originally made the account out of curiosity and to troll. at first, she’d post random shit of weird items she found out of a trash can and would charge you 1$ to a whopping 1k$ to see the pics for the shits and giggles. hell, she’s posting some feet pics and have her toes crunched up in the most weirdest ways. crazy enough, some people would actually pay whatever amount she’d charge to see her random, weird content.

then the direction of her content turns a full 180.

stelle’s posting suggestive photos of herself, showing off her abs and her nice athletic build. she’s showing of her toned thighs in her signature skirt. i def see her jokingly post a picture of herself in grey sweats, showing off her prominent “ dickprint” (it’s a banana. but if this was the transfem ver of her, just know it’s gon be huge.)

look how huge my pp is guys: insert pic of her holding a banana

then her content of her posts turns outright fucking sexual.

finally got myself a hot girlfriend so now I don’t have to make out with a trash can anymore. : video of you prettily propped up on stelle’s lap with her hands on your ass, sloppily making out with her. — 50k likes

eating out my pretty girl’s pussy until she squirts (i haven’t had a meal all day) : video of you laid out on the bed getting your pussy devoured by stelle who’s in between your trembling legs, holding you down. by the end of the video, you’re squealing and squirting all over stelle’s face. — 80k likes

— eating my girl from behind, god i’m so cool : video of you face down against the pillow and ass positioned in the air as stelle’s eating you out from behind (she ‘accidentally’ sticks her tongue in your ass at some point in the video) —90k likes

— she wanted to ride my abs and it was the hottest thing ever. : video of you on stelle’s stomach riding her abs. at the end, her abs are coated with your slick and release. — 95k likes

— losing 50/50 to qiqi broke my spirit so now im breaking my girl’s back >:( (this is truly genshin impact). : video of you getting fucked from the back by stelle using a 7 inch strap. — 100k likes

don’t even get me started with the whimpering audios bro.

whether it’s transfem or regular stelle, the audio is just going to be her whimpering and begging while you’re fucking the shit out of her and the title going to be

im never going to make my gf mad again 😓😓 jk what should i do to make her mad next??? — 95k likes

im def making a drabble about this. i might do the other girls next but dunno who fr. hmmmm

[0cta9on]

Nayeon fucking her hot manager in front of some trainees to make them know that they'll be fucktoys for their future managers

Sorry for taking so long, here u go!

Three pairs of eyes stare at you, nervous yet eager and willing to learn. You weren’t exactly sure why Nayeon asked you to show up at the dance room, but judging by the sly look she gave you upon entering, you figured it would be worth your while.

“Ladies, this is Twice’s manager, he makes sure that all of us are focused on the schedules for today and takes very good care of us,” Nayeon says, introducing you to the three girls that sat in front of you. “Oppa, these are Lily, Haewon, and Sullyoon. They’re gonna be debuting soon and I thought I would show them how to properly treat their managers.” So that’s why she dragged you here. Your cock immediately gets hard at Nayeon’s mischievous bunny smile, but you try not to let it show. You wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise.

You exchange kind greetings with the girls, not wanting them to be intimidated by the show you’re about to put on.  “Being a manager is a lot of hard work, especially when he has to watch over all nine of us at the same time. That’s why we like to give him a little treat every once in a while, to show him how much we appreciate him,” she explains before rubbing your boner through your sweatpants, a lustful groan escaping your lips. The girls’ eyes go wide with shock, their bodies frozen from this sudden development.  So cute, so innocent. Your breath quickens at the thought of breaking everything they thought they knew about becoming an idol.

“Don’t be afraid girls, first times are always scary, but it’s a lot of fun if you just embrace it,” Nayeon giggles before kneeling in front of you, eyeing your dickprint with excitement. Slowly, she tugs at the hem of your sweatpants until your large cock pops out, nearly slapping her in the face. “Isn’t he so big and thick, girls?” 

Before you even have a chance to blink, your cock disappears into her gaping mouth, drawing gasps from the trainees. It’s no surprise that Nayeon is the main vocalist with how well she can use her throat. Her bunny teeth slightly graze against your length, a sensation none of the other Twice members could reproduce, while her tongue expertly works on your head with each buck of your hips.

Despite the incredible feeling of getting your dick sucked, your focus is mainly on the reactions of the girls. A wall of disgust and apprehension is still up, but you can see cracks start to form. The squirming of legs, the biting of their lips, their hands trailing down their bodies. It’s only a matter of moments before they succumb to the idea of becoming personal sluts for their manager.

The sound of Nayeon gagging on your member is always music to your ears, but you want more. You want to watch these girls break right in front of you. Grabbing Nayeon’s hair, you pull her off your cock and throw her to the floor so her plump ass is sticking towards you. Despite her cry of pain, Nayeon’s lips are curled into an excited smile as she looks back at you, your fingers hooked around the waistband of her pants.

“Now ladies, your manager might like it- Ah!” She squeals as you slap her bare ass, covered in nothing but a thong, thoroughly soaked in her arousal. “Your manager might like it rough, so it’s always important to be ready for- SHIT!” Her sentence gets cut short again as you impale her with your cock, pumping into her pussy at breakneck speeds. The sound of slapping skin and cries of pleasure echo throughout the room, filling the girls’ ears with a chorus of sinful acts.

You watch in delight as the girls start to get restless, their chests rising and falling as their breaths get heavier and heavier. None of them dare to break first, but it’s obvious that they want to touch themselves so badly. They just need a little encouragement.

“It’s okay, girls,” you say, panting with fervor. “You can touch yourselves.”

Haewon is the first to break. Almost immediately as the words leave your mouth, her hand shoots into her pants, digging her digits into her wet pussy. Sullyoon follows soon after, massaging her breasts with her free hand. Lily struggles to hold on, but eventually falls victim to her desires at the sight of her fellow trainees fingering themselves combined with her senior getting pounded into oblivion.

The sounds of their cute little moans mixed with Nayeon’s drives you to the brink of orgasm. Nayeon, sensing this, pushes her ass into you, meeting your hips with each thrust.

“Oh my god oppa, I’m about to cum! Fucking cum inside me while they watch!” She screams. You sink your hands into Nayeon’s ass, holding on for support as you feel the pressure build in your loins. As you gaze at the trainees, their bodies melting with passion, you and Nayeon’s orgasm melds together, your juices swirling deep inside her pussy. After nearly a decade of managing and fucking each member of Twice, this is the most intense orgasm you have ever experienced.

The both of you collapse breathlessly onto the linoleum floor of the dance room. The girls seem to have reached their own happy little ending as you glance at their weary bodies, barely clinging onto the chairs anymore. Nayeon giggles watching them, her fingers playing with the mixture of your cum leaking out her pussy.

“Oh, sweet girls, the fun isn’t over yet,” she comments, her smile widening with glee. “Now, who wants to lick the cum out of my pussy first?”

[nkogneatho]

𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

ೀ kuroo x fem!reader ft. iwaizumi

—cw: exhibitionism, blowjob, webcam sex, male masturbating, pet names (kitten), cum swallowing, deepthroat.

—a/n: this was supposed to be a small blurb but oh well. Also this was supposed to be just kuroo but being the hajime whore i am i had to include him.

Tetsu made sure to give you all his time and attention. He was there when you needed a shoulder to cry on, arms to hold you into and of course a dick to fuck you stupid when you were horny.

But today he had a meeting with Iwaizumi to discuss the financial aspects while funding and sponsoring the volleyball tournament the recently partner for. He wasn't close to Iwaizumi, more to the former captain of Seijoh, but Hajime and Tetsuro clicked during their first proper meeting. They even went out for a few beers and shared laughs. He told him about you so since then Iwaizumi would always ask how you are. You met him once during a party Kuroo organized and the man looked big. Bigger than Kuroo but you love your rooster head too much so you don't care about any other man.

You walked into the bedroom to find kuroo in his sweats. He had tight wine red tshirt on with black sweats and you peeked to find iwaizumi wearing a black compression shirt. It was obvious he was an athletic trainer the way his body flexes at ecah move. But your eyes were fixated on your man. Or rather his grey sweats. Shit. The fabric was loose but the way he sat, you could see his dickprint. Shit. shit. shit. You didn't know what plagued over you—maybe lust, maybe desperation, but you carefully drop to your knees and crawl to him. He doesn't notice you, his eyes fixated on the calculations he was writing on the desk, that until your freshly manicured nails trace his dickprint and his eyes shoot to you.

"wh—"

"Shhh." you gesture putting your pointer on your lips. "don't want him to find out baby," you grinned. Kuroo pushed his chair a little forward dragging the wheels from his weight. If he wanted to, he would've excused himself, turning off the camera and tell you that he'll let you do whatever you want later. But the man has always fancied adventures.

When you start stroking his boner, he lets out a heavy sigh, audible enough to catch the attention of the man on the other side of the screen.

"Is everything alright?" Hajime's processed computer voice pulls Kuroo's attention back to the meeting.

"Y-yeah yeah. Dude, I just had a pretty tiring day," he replies.

"It's 12 pm, man."

"Ah, right. I meant morning—fuck." He wasn't someone to lose his composure so easily but the last fuck was something he needed to moan because now your mouth was wetting his dick, taking him inside.

"We could've just resched—uhm...Kuroo," Hajime's tone shifted. Drenched in curiosity, drenched in something dark. "I can see her head."

You stopped. You literally stopped while he was still inside your mouth. You expected Kuroo to make up an excuse. He always handles these thing easily, right? Only now this man decided to drag the chair a little backwards so the man on this laptop screen had a clear view, a clearer angle to see what was happening. You peer up at him with a dumbfound expression.

"Don't look at me like that, kitten. You're the one who wanted to play games while I am working." His fingers wallowed in your hair, pulling you further close to his inner thighs. "Don't you dare run now." And you didn't. You obeyed him like a pet wanting to impress his master.

"Aw shucks. Would you mind turning sideways, Kuroo? So I can see her take that dick in clearly."

"I wouldn't mind," he shifted you to the side, turning his chair. "Enjoy the Show."

You started bobbing your head up and down. Even though his hands were in your hair, he didn't force you down his cock. Atleast, not yet. Your tongue tasted a hint of sourness, probably his precum. As you moved, your eyes prompted to the corner to find Iwaizumi's cock full on display as he stroked it with his big hands. Your cheeks burnt up immediately. Tetsuro caught the change in your expression and his pupils were fixated on you. He didn't know you enjoyed this so much.

"Iwa-chan."

"Don't call me—ugh that," he spoke in between moans.

"Aw c'mon. Why not? Shit, baby no teeth. You've seen my cock so I guess we're pretty close now."

"I am more focused on her. Ngh—look at her. Now I know why you call ker a kitten. fucking hell. lapping her tongue and all'at" Iwaizumi's balls were tightening. He was getting closer and closer. You knew because his gruntsbstarted getting heavier and louder. You were a few meters away from the laptop but it felt like he was right their, groaning in your ears.

"ah! fuck. yeah. Keep going, kitten. I am close. He is too—gorgeous fucking girl. yeah. fuck fuck. shit. ah! ah!" Now was the time when his hands started pushing you further down his cock till your nose bumped in his crotch. "fuck yeah. yeah. yeah 'm close. ah ah ngh—" tetsu's hand held your held in one place, forcing his dick until all his seed spilled down your throat. he knows you alwayd swallow it like a good girl. and you did. Noticing you gulping down his cum, gave Iwa the sweet release he was chasing.

"NGHH! Holy fuck," hajime cursed. You looked at the screen to find thick white ropes spilled all over his knuckles. Some even managed to shoot up to his black compression.

"Hmm," Kuroo chuckled. "Wanna say something to him pretty? Go ahead." You bit your bottom lip, still gazing at his softened cock. It looked big even when it was soft.

"Wish I could taste your cum too, Hajime." And his dick sprung up again. He didn't expect you to call him by his first name let alone say nasty things like that. That innocent image of you in his head was gone.

"Haha. See? Isn't she so cute?" Kuroo petted your head. "Aw look. Our meeting time is almost up." Hajime looked a little disappointed but Tetsu knew better. "How about we reschedule...in person?" And the smile at the end of a sentence confirmed that he was not going to discuss anything even remotely related to volleyball in the next meeting.

[cod-sins]

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐊ö𝐧𝐢𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

.ೃ࿐ Ratings: SFW

.ೃ࿐ Reader: Undisclosed

[A/N: I didn't proofread this so if you see a mistake no you did not.]

[Edit: I can't seem to add a read more option fellow mobile users I am so sorry]

𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖

𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 ‣. I see König standing at a whopping 6'10 (because I say so) meaning he's a big guy. He has trouble finding clothes that fit his size (especially pants). He gets alot of his civilian clothes tailored or he just has his Oma [ :')] do it for him. I imagine he wears a size 49 in European shoes (16 for Americans) and he prefers boots and sneakers instead of sandals and loafers. His usual outfits include plain colored tees, a jacket (usually dark colors; black, navy blue, hunter green), sweatpants [show off that dickprint] and combat boots. König doesn't wear his hood out in public, so he settles for black or blue surgical masks. He doesn't want to draw anymore attention to himself so dressing casual is his way to go. He's got big meaty thighs and hard abs with a sharp prominent v-line (mwah) to tie it all together.

‣. König has a cleft lip! It's on the right side of his mouth, he hated it as a child but grew up to realize it was apart of him. He has scars on his forearm from a hostile trying to slash him. They run deep and it was a pretty painful experience for him (he hates talking about it and he tries to wear long sleeved clothes but sometimes the weather ends up winning). He also has a bullet scar on his thigh as well. He keeps his nails short except one or two just in case he needs to pick something or scratch. I imagine his hair to be a soft strawberry blonde color. Something like this, this, and this. Because of the military he keeps it very short but he likes when his s/o styles it around. It looks similar to these styles. Despite what canon says I say his eyes are deep green.

‣. König is a Libra! His birthdate is August 22, 1995! [I know Libra's aren't born in August but for the sake of fanfiction shhhh let's pretend it is!] Making König 27 years old; He's very mature for his age!

𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈 ‣. König suffered from anxiety/social anxiety since he was 17 and still suffers till this day just not as much. He's able to turn it off in the field but once he's on leave and is around other civilians it comes crawling back. It has stopped him from making friends, hanging out with his fellow soldiers and even dating. He's still a virgin because of this (and because of work and him finding the right person but that's a later issue). However once you get past that shy exterior he's pretty cocky. He's proud of the fact that he is a colonel and he enjoys secretly flexing on his s/o. "Ja, I took down a group of terrorists and saved all the hostages by myself. No big deal (👀)." He's one of those quiet people who talks alot of shit in their head and sends side eyes instead of starting shit.

‣. König is relatively good at hiding his anger, especially since he wears that mask 24/7. He'll quietly brood in the corner--arms crossed giving off an aura that spooks the new recruits. He's very quiet not speaking unless spoken too or if he needs something. König is so sarcastic! He'll roll his eyes (secretly) or mumble smart comments under his breath––mocking whatever superior that pissed him off. If you're close to you him you'll notice when he's happy. He has a slight bounce in step and he walks with his chest puffed up proudly. It's a real cute sight honestly.

𝙿𝚁𝙴𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 ‣. König's favorite colors are earthy tones. He likes dark woodsy green, russet and navy blue. I imagine he loves the ocean and water. Especially creeks! Winter may not be his favorite season but he loves hiking through the snow in his hometown's nature trails. He enjoys hearing the sound of the snow and dead leaves crunch under his footsteps. Speaking of hometown his favorite dishes are things like beef stew or anything meaty and hearty. He really likes homemade jams and jellys. He prefers going to the farmers market and picking up his fruits and vegetables fresh.

‣.This man's house is HUGE. It would look maybe something like this. It's super spacious with a few spare rooms for guests. König showers more than he bathes. He's legs are too long to fit which makes him have to awkwardly scrunch himself up. He isn't around much because of his work so he never took to the time to properly decorate. If you're his s/o he gives you permission to decorate. Make it look really pretty for him please. He lives somewhere a little distant from the city; closer to the country but not too far. He still wants to be close to local shopping markets.

‣.I think König would prefer a fat/chubby partner over a thinner partner. He enjoys grabbing onto their body, holding them closely feeling the warmth radiate from their body. I see him liking a partner who is quiet. Not as quiet as him because he likes when your chatter fills the silence. But someone who's able to relax and enjoy the ambience of their surroundings. Someone who is able to point out the little details in things. He wouldn't mind an outgoing s/o, someone who speaks for him when he doesn't feel verbal that day.

König was once stationed by an ocean for half a year and it was the best moments of his life. It was so calming for him. Every night he could hear the waves gently crashing against each other it always soothed him. It was favorite lullaby (after the one his mom sings).

König always has his hands held behind his back or he holds them in the front. He enjoys grabbing parts of himself it helps keep him stable and grounded. He also fiddles alot. Like he constantly stretches and wiggles his fingers. Or he lightly traces his thighs up and down with his fingers.

One of his favorite genres of music is Electro Swing. His favorite band is Caravan Palace. He loves all their albums.

100% picks people up. If you're his s/o and you're in his way he's grabbing you by the waist and gently moving you over. If you're on the battlefield god knows he's treating you like a football; bro is slugging you over his shoulder if you get injured or he's tackling you down to protect you from grenades.

If he's stutters too much in a sentence he gets really mad. He doesn't find it funny when people mock his accent. Also!! There are certain English words that König just doesn't know. He's fluent in English and can write well but there are times he gets stuck on words he doesn't recognize.

Has a thing for chubby cheeks. Also really likes chubby fingers. If you have fat fingers please give him a massage, he would love it so much. It's such a nice contrast too; his rough calloused hands compared to your soft round ones.

Looves chocolate. Especially dark chocolate, he really enjoys candy bars with nuts and toffee in them. He adores American super-sized candy bars. He also really likes twizzlers and licorice.

He doesn't outwardly smoke but if you offer he won't refuse. He's makes sure not to make it a habit (his grandmother was very upset when she caught him smoking once), he'd rather die by a bullet than slowly kill himself.

I know I said he's 27 but I imagine him to be 35 in canon.

NATURE LOVER! Bro is enamored by the beauty of his home country. He loves observing the wildlife on walks. He has a journal where he keeps different leaves from different places he was stationed at.

Good friends with Horangi. Not like BFFS (they are) but they're drinking buddies. Horangi helps König with his social anxiety and König helps Horangi not fall back into gambling.

König's favorite meat ever is lamb. He fucking loves a tender lamb roast. Gets annoyed as hell when the meat get stuck between his gums but he thinks it's worth it for the delicious food.

Pretty particular about his beers, he doesn't drink anything he's a man of class! He'll go on this super long lecture about how German brewing is so much better than other countries and that non-German beer/alcohol can't compete. Him and Soap got into an argument about this.

He keeps his area as tidy as possible. He isn't a slob but isn't a complete neat freak. If he has a bunch of random items out he'll try and keep them in a organized pile.

Sometimes he leaves his guns out around his house.

Lowkey likes being needed. There are times when his fellow soldiers ask him for help carrying extra stuff or when children or the elderly ask him to reach stuff off the top shelves. Especially likes when his s/o ask him to carry them. He'll start to puff his chest out and walk around with a dumb grin under his mask.

Type of guy to see people down an asle and wait for them to move instead of saying excuse me. [Projecting fr fr]

A real crafty individual, his hood is just a tee-shirt with holes in it. His helmet is literally a bicycle helmet he modded with military gear. König knows how to sew and he can tailor a little. He prefers taking his clothes to a seamstress or tailor because his hands are very big and sewing can a take a long time and he doesn't have that much patience for it.

He LOVED arts and crafts as a child. He would make so much shit to bring him to his mom and grandma. His grandmother still has his things till this day.

His favorite English speaking bands would be The Smiths, Boâ and The Cranberries. He likes to quietly sing to himself it makes him happy. He also enjoys 70-80s music. I also think he likes the sound of nu metal/rock instrumentals.

If he had an s/o he would love to dance with them. He would/could never dance in public but behind closed doors god knows this man would shimmy with his partner. He doesn't care if you can dance well because he can't dance well, he just wants to let loose and have fun with you.

Broke a guy's ribcage once. It was during sparring and König was pretty pissed with the man because he did something cocky and stupid that caused them the life of another soldier. He didn't receive proper punishment because they successfully completed the mission but König decided he should deal his own form of justice. By putting so much pressure on his chest until he heard a satisfying crack sound.

I think he likes apple cider.

He was raised by his mother and grandmother so he has a softer spot towards woman. He enjoys being in their company.

Smells like one of those fireplace candles or something with sandlewood and cinnamon. On the battlefield thought he reeks of blood, sweat and gunpowder.

Absolutely hates when there is dirt under his nails (or anyone else's). He thinks it looks so gross it makes him wanna vomit.

His favorite animal is probably either a bear or fox. He also likes pigs, he thinks the little piglets are so cute.

König is texter not a caller. He'll send his s/o paragraphs of texts instead of small individual ones because he thinks the notifications would be annoying and the last thing he wants to be is annoying (please convince him he's not).

He always plans out conversations in his head. Before going to check-out he's going through a mental rundown of what the total is gonna be, how he's gonna pay and what the cashier is going to say. Being in the military lowkey made this worse. He's always over analyzing conversations because he's afraid of messing up and embarrassing himself.

He likes drama movies and psychological horror. Midsommar is one of his favorite horror movies.

König has stretch marks on his thighs and legs and a little on his stomach. His growth spurt was crazy as a child.

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[venuslut]

FANTASIZING ABOUT being Toji Fushiguro’s sponsor (aka sugar mommy) ♡︎ p.1.

You’re Toji’s favorite stress relief. His go-to lover when he needs to let off some steam after a hard mission or a bad day out at the horse track. He’s got you wrapped around his finger, eager to please him any chance you get. And who can blame you? The way his muscles bulge against his tight black shirt or the way his gray sweatpants outline his dickprint deliciously, especially when he manspreads. Toji is aware of your hyper sexual tendencies and uses it to his advantage. It’s hard to refuse his request for money when he’s towering over you from behind and pressing his groin into your ass. You’re to turned on to deny him when you can feel his warm breath on your ear and sending shivers down your spine and straight to your core.

Don’t worry though, he won’t leave you hanging and is sure to compensate you. He’ll even let you suck his cock as a reward for being such a good girl. He knows how horny you get when you see him shirtless and his pants hang low to expose the hairs that trail down his lower abdomen into his pelvis creating a happy trail. That’s all the incentive you need to find yourself on your knees in between Toji’s meaty thighs while he sits of the edge of the couch, a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. His eyes darkening with desire as he watched you grip his cock in your hands. You licked a strip up his cock and dotted wet kisses on the tip of his head before opening your mouth wider and taking him in. Impatiently, Toji guided your head back and forth, forcing you to swallow him as far down your throat as you could. Tears welled in the corners of your eyes and you had to regulate your breathing, but nothing could stop you from wanting to please him more.

You expertly took his whole cock in your mouth, expanding your throat to accommodate his thickness, all the way til your nose brushed against his untrimmed pubes. You looked up at him, your eyes watering from the burn. You didn’t stay there long, continuing to bob your head up and down his cock, sucking him off like you’re done many times before. Saliva dripped down your chin as you licked and sucked at his cock and balls. You didn’t care when Toji gripped at your hair and fucked your throat at his own rough pace, beginning to more freely move his hips, repeatedly slamming the big head of his cock against the back of your throat. "Take it deeper, Y/n," he growls, his gruff voice filled with need. "I know you can handle it."

He was fucking into your mouth like a toy, but you were so invested that you couldn't help but focus on him and how to please him. He encased you in a smoky halo as he took another drag from his cigarette, letting out a stream of milky vapor around you. He stared down at you, his eyes holding a spark of dark amusement. "You look like such a slut sucking my cock like that," he groaned, his voice a mix of satisfaction and mockery. He let his grip on your hair guide your movements, controlling the pace as he thrust into your mouth with a wild abandon. The wet sounds of your sucking and the sight of your saliva dripping down your chin only drove him further into a frenzy.

You were overcome with need when his cock twitched in your mouth, signaling Toji was about to release. Drool and precum trickled down the sides of your mouth as you readied yourself to take on his load. With one more thrust, he pushed your head into his pelvis and held you in place as he came down your throat. His body tensed from his release and you could see the veins in his neck poke through from the force, his grip on your head tightens painful but you welcomed the pain knowing it’s caused by his pleasure. Your throat expanded and contracted to swallow the amount of semen he released, using your skilled tongue to savor every last bit of his essence, swallowing it all down with a gulp. He released his grip on your hair, allowing you to pull back with a wet pop, saliva and cum glistening on your lips.

Eventually, Toji released his grip on your hair, traveling to clutch the bottom of your chin and tilt your head up to meet his piercing eyes. “Open,” he ordered, and you opened your mouth wide, tongue out to show him that you swallowed all his hot cum and prove just how obedient you are.

"Good girl," he murmured, his voice heavy with satisfaction. “Told you, you could take it,” his thumb swiping along your face, smearing your cheek with his cum, marking you as his own. Your cunt fluttered at the praise, and you looked at him expectantly, eager to know what else he had in store for you. But to your disappointment, he pulled his hand away from your face and sheathed his still glistening length into his pants. “Now, I’m going to take a shower and when I get out, I expect you to be in the bed, naked and ready for me. Do I make myself clear?”

a/n: I kinda don’t like this… it feels rushed and no thought to it.

[hyunsvngs]

Can we have an elaborated Minho's happy trail? I am also thinking about it, and I am willing to beg for it.

Which btw until I finished reading when you called it a snail trail, I kinda thought you meant like leaking out and leaving a mess or smth, cause I also have just called it a happy trail. Just thought you might get a kick out of that 😂

LMAOO i've always called it a snail trail but now maybe i need to reconsider SORRY GUYS LFMASN

THAT BEING SAID. i'll so elaborate on minho's happy trail. i like to imagine minho with a little tummy too... like just soft soft plushy skin. and with a little bit of hair on the bottom... oh yeah.

imagine him jerking off, with his thick thighs spread and his hand dragging down the bottom of his hairy tummy. he'd probably record it for you, setting up his phone on the dresser and settling on the edge of the bed, his dickprint heavy against his boxers. he likes to tease himself even when you're not there, and you'd watch impatiently while little fingers run down his happy trail and into his boxers, just barely brushing over the cockhead.

when he finally pulls it out, you can't help but gasp. the precum sticks to that delectable hair and he grins, that cute little smile that only minho can do, and then he's wrapping his hand around his shaft. you watch intently as he flicks dark locks out of his face, lips parting just a little to let a sigh out before he's pumping his cock. it's wet, cockhead ruddy and flushed and it's tapping against the bottom of his tummy with every pump. his thighs are twitching, and he has a little bit of hair on there too, just sparse and dark enough for you to catch on the camera.

"wish you were here, jagi," he groans, his other hand moving down to cup his balls. they're heavy, and he swipes his thumb over them, fighting off a smile when his cock leaks even more. "wish my kitty was here with that tight little pussy."

he cums all over his tummy with a low sigh, eyes fluttering shut and hips canting up just a little. it's quiet, and then he hums, thumb swiping through the mess of his happy trail to suck his own cum into his mouth.

[onmyyan]

Yandere Gabe nsfw 😳💕

A/N: I don't smoke cigarettes but I feel like I needed one after writing this lmao hope you enjoy!! NOT EDITED

TW'S: YANDERE,SMUT, READER HAS A COOCHIE, ORAL(F RECEIVING), DADDY KINK, BREEDING KINK(WRAP UR WILLYS IRL) CURSING

You don't remember exactly how you'd ended up with your legs spread as wide as they could go, but there you were panting like an animal in heat because the man between your thighs didn't know when to quit.

You think you'd made some off handed comment about being stressed? It was hard to remember with your pussy being devoured the way it was.

Your mind began to fuzz over with the insane amount of pleasure you were experiencing, he ate you like a beast, sloppy and messy and almost mean. You'd cum twice already just on his mouth and he gave no signs of slowing down. Incoherent whines of his name pulled a shiver inducing chuckle from him.

"I know baby," he spoke between licks, "-you're doing so good f'me." He had you on the edge of the bed, knees over his shoulders, he used his grip on your ass to pull you even deeper against his hot tongue. "Mmm, my girl tastes so fuckin' good- I don't know if I can stop." He sighed happily against your soaked core, your arousal dripped a mess down his chin but he hardly noticed, far to focused on pulling another wail of his name from your swollen lips, the still functioning part of your brain wondered who was enjoying this more, but the tell-tale sign of your end approaching quickly shut that part down, all you could do was brace yourself against his Egyptian cotton sheets and cry out for him, the rollercoaster of pressure caused tears to bead at your lower lash line, your fingers went from nearly tearing holes in the sheets to aimlessly pulling at his blue strands in an attempt to run from the feeling, yet you also grinded that much harder, like your body didn't know what sensation to listen to, he made the choice for you, licking a firm line from your twitching hole up to your bud, wrapping his plush lips around your clit, he made sure to look you in the eye before he sucked so hard your vision went black.

The intensity had you letting out the sweetest mewl He'd ever heard, your thighs shaking as he worked you through it, "There we go- c'mom sweetie gimmie' one more." His wicked smile gleamed down at your spent form, a thick finger gently teased your messy cunt until he curled it upward, the motion only extending the orgasm.

He coo'd up at your panting form, loving how fucked out you looked just from some foreplay, he stood to lean over you and kiss what little breath you had away, moaning into your mouth as he felt you gently massage his tongue with your own, tasting yourself, the sight making his cock jump. He pulled away, kneeling before you in all in glory and trailed a hand down his statuesque body, you eyed him with just as much hunger as his own gaze.

"You still want me to fuck you baby? Think you can take it?" He asked almost cocky, head tilted to the side as he watched the fire return to your eye. "I know I can take it-" the words died on your tongue as he moved his hand to hold his dickprint through the low hanging gray sweats he had on, even through the fabric you could see he was big, thick too, precum had left a dark stain where you assumed the tip was. Swallowing dryly you nodded, the nervous buzz at his size was far outweighed by your excitement.

You moved to sit on your knees, since he was standing this put you at eye level with the monster he was working with. Your nails danced up his body leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake, he shuddered at the sensation, a whine nearly left his throat when you began playing with his happy trail. "Shit- you're gonna make me bust without touching it." He laughed out taking your hands in his much larger ones.

"I gotta to fuck you princess." He smiled down as you began to paw at his remaining clothes. "Then do it." You finally managed to speak again, pressing a few kisses up his happy trail until you met his lips. He nearly fell from how fast he took off his pants, the two of you shared an mix of kisses and giggles as he laid you down.

Butterflies danced wildly in your tummy as he hovered above you placing his lips on every inch of skin he could, he leaned over on both hands, his chain tickled you as he moved to sit on his knees. "Tell me if it's too much okay baby girl?" He waited until your nod to take his hand and grab his twitching dick, he slid the hot tip against your folds, teasingly tapping it against your clit just to see you twitch. After making sure he was good and lubed up, he began to gently but firmly push his way inside.

The hiss he made as he inched his way in had you soaking the sheets even more, his eyes fluttered closed as the head slowly popped in. "Oh my fucking-oh fuck okay- shit gimme a sec- god damn I almost came." He laughed breathlessly before it turned into a long moan, he couldn't help but rock his hips, small circles had him going deeper and deeper with every thrust.

You'd taken to digging your nails into the muscle of his toned back as hard as you could in an effort not to wake the neighbor's. "You're so big- mmmh fuck oh, oh god." You whined out throwing your head into his neck at the burning stretch, it felt too fucking good, he was reaching places even you didn't know you were sensitive.

"Bite me." He huffed out, not asking but telling and you instantly complied, a good thing since he took the chance to pull nearly all the way out before slamming home. His groan was downright salacious, your wails muffled by his skin, you bit down so hard you'd leave a bruise but this only egged him on. He whined praises in your ear as he set an unforgiving pace, the loud, sloppy sounds were like a symphony to him. His grunts and growls barely drowned out by the lewd noises coming from your pretty pussy.

He chanted your name like a prayer as he bullied his cock into you, the vice like grip you had on him had his mind going blank, he couldn't get enough of that electrifying feeling he got as he continuously pounded into your sex. He suddenly sat up, using your hips as handles he began pulling you to meet his harsh thrusts.

He loved how you cried for him, how you begged, the pretty way your face twisted when he hit that particular spot. He knew then and there he'd never get enough of being so close to you. And that he'd be the only person to ever see this side of you again.

He trailed his hand up your soft stomach, fingers spread wide to firmly press against the bump in your lower tummy. "Feel me right here? This is where I belong." He didn't stop until he felt you gush around him, the breathy moans he let out had you twitching. He pulled out of you with a hiss, you whined at the lack of contact making him grin, "Don't worry baby- I just wanna try somethin' kay?" He pressed a sweet kiss to you cheek before sitting against the headboard and patting his muscular thighs.

"C'mon, i'ma get so deep like this watch." He sounded so giddy as he helped your shaking figure into his lap. You both watched in amazement as you sat down, both in awe at how such a big thing could disappear, you couldn't help but cry at the stretch, he wasn't joking you felt him in your throat, he began panting like a dog as you slowly rocked your core against his.

Big strong hands gripped at your hips so hard there was no doubt you'd have finger shaped bruises tomorrow but you'd wear them with pride. It took every ounce of self control not to immediately fuck up into you, he groaned out all sorts of curses in Spanish in an attempt to keep his cool, a task that seemed impossible with the sweet little whines and broken moans of his name coming from your mouth.

You tried to match his pace from before but the way he was blowing your back out left you with little energy. He'd coo at the visible frustration on your face, the way you tried to keep a steady pace but clearly got tired had him blushing, god he loved that expression on you, your eyes were lidded, your skin was hot, you looked as if you were meant to be there, bouncing on his cock in that hypnotic rhythm, one of your hands pressed against his abdomen to keep balance the other held the back of his neck in a vice, "Nnng-fuck, atta girl, keep going you can do it." He'd encourage through his choppy moans, the sinful grin he sported only spurred you on. He had to fight the primal urge to flip you on your stomach and just ruin you.

"Please baby- s'too much." You whined at the burn in your thighs, the gut punch that was his dick felt soo good but he loved making you work for it, you'd only been on top for a few minutes but already the need for pleasure outweighed anything else at the moment, you couldn't help but slow your bounce to grind, he was so deep it knocked the breath from you with every roll of your hips.

"You need some help baby? Better ask me right." His hands gently pushed you back until he slipped out of you completely, the sticky reddened tip slapping just under your bellybutton.

The sight sending a jolt up your back, how on earth was that just in you? The mess you two were making left a puddle beneath you both and the image made his eyes darken.

"Please Daddy? Y'feel too good." Your breathy pleading was met with a bruising kiss, his hot tongue slipping between your lips. "That's my girl." His pupils were blown out as he pressed his mouth against your chest in a sloppy trail of kisses.

He worked his way up to the juncture between your neck and shoulder, placing his lips there gently before sinking his teeth into the flesh, when he was satisfied with his mark he took your earlobe between his teeth enjoying the sweet whines it pulled from you.

That be all the warning you'd get before he'd flipped you on your tummy, giving your ass an appreciative squeeze with both hands, and waste no time plunging back inside your warmth.

He wouldn't hide his moans, guttural sounds coming from deep in his chest, the hand not gripping the fat of your ass would gently take your fingers in his own, he sucked dark marks into the nape of your neck, making sure to lick at you ear in the way that had your pussy gushing.

The pace he set was unrelenting, the constant knock from the headboard hitting the wall spurred him to pound into you even harder. He turned your sweaty face to the side, brushing the hair from you eye with a tender look, the sweet kiss would immediately turn hot as he sucked your tongue pulling away with a pop, the lewd expression he stared down at you with had you clenching around him. "You feel so fuckin' good-squeezing me so tight. Fuck, god damn it your gonna' make me lose my mind."

The room was thick with the heavy scent of sex, both of your moans bouncing around paired with the constant buzz of pleasure had that coil in your tummy tight, sweat drenched and panting, he smiled into the kiss he gave you. "You close Mi Amor? I can feel you twitchin' round me." He felt his breath pick up, groaning against your lips, "Mmh-fuck gonna let Daddy fill you baby? Gonna let me fuck you full?" Unable to speak you babbled out what you hoped was yes, nodding your head to the best of your ability, your mind under the most wonderful blissed out haze. His nose scrunched at the adorable display, he loved how sweet you could be despite he the way he was bullying his dick inside you.

"Open your eyes- wanna look at you when I make you cum." He cut himself off with a groan, his balls tightened at the way you greedily sucked him in, and like the good girl you were your eyes snapped open, he growled out his praises as he pressed his forehead against your own, your nails left streaks of red down his back and he could feel himself get that much closer, it wasn't until your last broken wail of his name did he let himself be swept away, the way your pussy clamped down around him as you came for the umpteenth time that night had his hips stuttering, he pressed into you as deep as he could, his eyes rolled back as he let himself fill you, each spurt of his hot cum had him shivering.

He all but collapses atop you, making sure not to crush you under his weight, he remains inside, way too sensitive to attempt moving, plus he loved how warm you felt. Your hands began playing with his short cyan locks, pulling the cutest pleased hum from him, after a few moments of blissed out silence he regained enough energy to lift his hand for a high five.

You gave him one, naturally, and he caught your hand, intertwining your fingers.

"We're kinda fucking amazing at that- hoooly shit." He giggled out, still out of breath, the bear of a man stared up at you from his spot between your legs looking far less feral than he did mere moments ago, you returned his blissful grin and kissed his fingers.

"We kinda are."

[aothotties]

Call of Duty ft. Toji Fushiguro

Happy Halloween 🎃

synopsis: your bf Toji wants to show off his costume before he heads off to a halloween party :)

Warning: Toji x fem reader, established relationship, mask kink, slight name calling (slut 1 time), mirror sex, unprotected sex, creampie, nsfw under the cut

WC: 1.06k

“Are you sure you cant go? Just for a few hours babe”, your boyfriend, Toji, yelled from the bathroom 

“I cant, I have so much work to do, Toji”, you responded from your bed

You heard him let out a sigh and continued typing on your laptop.

He was getting ready for his friend’s halloween party and as bad as you wanted to go, you had some assignments to finish up. Your brain was craving fun but you were so close to the end and you knew you just needed to buckle down for a little while longer. 

After a few more minutes you decided you needed a snack break. You headed towards your kitchen and grabbed your favorite snack and some water. You heard Toji walking out the room as he was almost ready to leave.

“Let me see your costume, i bet you look so cute” you called out to him

Toji walked into the kitchen and leaned against the fridge. As soon as you saw him you felt your second heartbeat and bit your bottom lip.

“Are you..Ghost? From Call of Duty?”, you asked while trying to hide your excitement 

“Yeah, Sukuna’s König and im Ghost”, he cocked his head and stared directly at you, “are you okay?”

You leaned back against the counter and rubbed your thighs together, “yeah, im okay. You just look..really fucking sexy right now”, you responded while feeling your face grow warm

Seeing your boyfriend dressed up as Ghost, your current fictional man obsession, had you completely turned on. Unbeknownst to Toji, the idea of being fucked by a masked man had been running through your brain all month long. You never shared this idea with him because you thought he would find it weird. 

With all the work you’ve been doing you hadn’t been on social media much and completely forgotten about your newfound mask kink. But as soon as you saw Toji in front of you, face covered with a Ghost mask, cargo pants hugging tight on his lower body showing the perfect dickprint, you fell right back into your fantasies. This was an opportunity of a lifetime standing right in front of you..

“T-Toji, fuck!”, you whined as your boyfrined fucked into you from behind, your back flush against his chest as he stood you up in front of the large mirror in your bedroom.

The sound of skin slapping and your whines filled the bedroom. You could hear his groans muffled behind the mask and it turned you on even more. 

Toji lowered his head to speak directly in your ear, “is this what gets you off? Are you really this much of a slut?”, he picked up the pace as he was speaking to you 

You were completely fucked out and unable to form words. You felt your orgasm growing in your lower body. Toji continued to slam his dick into you relentlessly causing you to jolt forward with every thrust. He held you in place by your hips, large fingers leaving bruises on your skin from his grip. 

As he fucked you, you could feel the thick vein on the underside of his dick slide on your g-spot. The sensation sent you over the edge and your legs shook as you reached your climax. You closed your eyes and threw your head back onto his shoulder. And you felt your own cum dripping down your thigh.

“Look at yourself”, he grabbed the back of your neck and bent you over, your face now close to the mirror, “look at how good it looks when i fuck you like this”.

The new angle allowed Toji to go deeper and his tip was kissing your cervix.  

Your legs felt like jelly and tears spilled down your cheeks. Through your blurry vision you looked Toji directly in his eye through the reflection in the mirror. The sight of him behind you in his costume heightened your arousal. Your head became cloudy and you started to see stars

Toji let out deep moans but continued with his same pace. As always, your boyfriend refused to slow down until you came for him twice.

“I c-cant, toji, t-too much” you whined but it had no effect on him.

“If you cant take it then why do you keep fucking me back, hm?” he responded with a hard slap on your ass

Without you being aware, your hips moved back against him and was matching his pace, fucking him back at the same rhythm. 

He then held you steady so you could stand still while he fucked you to your next orgasm

“You can do it, princess.” he said, “cum with me, at the same time. I know you can give me another one”

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you moaned his name over and over 

“Good girl, say my name” he praised as you whined from the pleasure

You reached behind you hoping to push him off and get some relief from the bullying of your fucked out cunt, but Toji grabbed your arm and pinned it behind your back and continued to slide in and out of your soaking wet pussy. He watched you through the mask and never broke eye contact even though the feeling was starting to overwhelm him

Toji clenched his jaw as he felt himself grow closer and closer to his peak. Your toes curled as your second orgasm started forming in your core.

“Right there - fuck!” you whimpered and your climax washed over you. As you 

came you felt his dick twitch inside you then immediately felt his hot sticky load cover every inch of your insides. He held you steady until he was finished and you were filled all the way to your brim.

Toji slid out of you and grabbed a towel from the bathroom to wipe his dick clean. You slipped your panties back on and stood against the wall, sighing at the feeling of his cum slowly leaking out of you.

Toji pulled his pants up and readjusted his costume. He walked over to you and pulled you into a hug.

“Im late as fuck” he stated as he gave you a kiss through the Ghost mask.

“go, be safe okay! ” you said as you playfully pouted, “and take lots of pics of you and Sukuna together please” 

Rachel

[fredwkong]

A Little Cocky

Evan had been very tall his whole life. He wasn’t unreal tall, the kind of height that gets you modelling deals or sports scholarships, but he had been the tallest boy in his class all through school, despite his beanpole build. He bumped his head on doorways, trees, and hanging decorations regularly.

This was the kind of tall that makes a man a gentle giant. Evan never wanted to step on anyone or take up too much room. He had a soft, gentle voice and tended to slouch everywhere he went. This continued into his adult life. At work or at parties, Evan did his best to blend in with the crowd and not get noticed. Even though he had a big, wrist-thick cock and was a pretty exclusive top, he always let his boyfriend tell him what to do in bed.

His boyfriend even sometimes made fun of him for his height. “You know, your dick looks pretty much normal sized because you're so tall,” he often joked. It was true. Even though Evan was still slender, even well into adulthood, the length of his body made even a big dick look proportional.

So when Evan passed by a wishing well and happened to toss a coin in, it’s no wonder that he whispered, “I wish I was short,” under his breath. He never expected his wish to be granted.

He got home before he noticed anything different. For the first time ever, he didn’t have to duck to go into the kitchen. He looked up at the doorframe, a new experience for him, and realised he was still shrinking.

In a flash, Evan dodged into the bathroom to watch as he continued to get shorter and shorter. First his thighs and then his groin slid out of view below the counter as more and more wall became visible above his head. Somehow, he didn’t lose any weight, so instead of looking ultra-skinny, he suddenly looked well-muscled, even buff.

And his dick! Evan had always had a bit of a visible dickprint no matter what he wore, but as he continued to get shorter his dick stayed exactly the same size. Everything was visible as it stretched down his leg, looking like it went halfway to his knee. The flare of the head looked enormous, and the shaft looked like Evan had a water bottle shoved in his crotch.

By the time Evan was absolutely sure he had stopped getting shorter, he was very short. From now on, his feet were going to dangle off the floor in most chairs, and he would never be able to reach any top shelf without a stool. Around most people, like his boyfriend, Evan was going to be standing somewhere around their chest height. His muscles weren’t huge, but he was no longer a super skinny guy. He looked fit.

As he looked at himself, Evan felt an irrepressible cockiness growing inside him. Guys this short never had to worry about being too loud or taking up space. They basically had to yell just to be heard. It was like all of the self-confidence and aggressiveness that had been spread out in his taller body was getting more and more concentrated as he smirked and posed at himself.

“Babe!” he shouted. His voice sounded sharp, cocky, and commanding now. The thought made his big dick start to inflate and tent his oversized sweats. “Come check this out!”

“Evan, are you home? Why are you being so loud?” asked his boyfriend, coming out of the bedroom. He stopped short when he saw Evan, his jaw dropping. Evan had to crane his neck to look his boyfriend in the eyes now. It felt good.

“Don’t I look hot?” said Evan. He whipped his too-long shirt off over his head, revealing his tightly muscled torso. “Yeah, I do. I look really fucking hot.”

“Wh-what happened?” his boyfriend stammered. “H-how did you—“

“Shut up,” said Evan. His boyfriend’s mouth snapped shut. “Yeah, I’m in charge now,” said Evan, flexing his new muscles, showing off for his boyfriend. “You go lube yourself up for this fat cock,” he ordered, cupping his bulge between both of his smaller hands. “I need to wreck your hole.”

His boyfriend turned and went back to the bedroom without any resistance. “Yeah,” Evan told his reflection, grinning at himself and popping his pecs. “I can fuck him as hard as I want now.”

From that moment on, Evan became a totally different person, a cocky, aggressive dom who loved showing off and getting in people’s faces. He was always ready to prove that, even though he was short, he was still in charge of any room he walked in.

Of course, Evan was always willing to show off his big juicy cock. His boyfriend didn’t last long. When they broke up he told Evan that he just wasn’t willing to sub that often. So Evan started showing off his hot little body online, and pretty soon he had a different subby bottom to gape open every night of the week. And whenever any of them asked how Evan’s dick was so big, he would just laugh and say, “I guess it was just made for a taller guy.”

(inspo courtesy of @idesofrevolution)

[transmutationisms]

thoughts on betterhelp?

it's like if you took everything about therapy that sucks and is potentially harmful to the patients and then you redesigned the system so you were also committing as many exploitative labour violations against the practitioners as possible, and then also you made the entire apparatus dependent upon owning a smartphone and marketed it with the same aggressively cheerful and not at all threatening veneer as like one of those biometric scanner companies that are always plastering the airport in ads trying to convince you that giving them biweekly measurements of your dickprint & retinas is a better solution than showing up with a printed boarding pass and getting sniffed down by a dog trained to kill you

[zweigsons]

tights

dick grayson x fem!reader smut

summary: kinktober day 4 - leather/latex

warnings: oral (m!receiving), secret identities being kept

a/n: this one is super short sorry abt that !!

word count: 577

“Y’know, Nightwing,” You began, running a finger down his abs, “It’s really easy to see your dickprint in these tights.”

He grunted in surprise, and you pressed your finger into his cock. The print of his cock through his pants was making you excited, and you sank to your knees.

Nightwing groaned a little, “It’s just that tight so I can move better.”

You grinned and licked your lips, “I think you’re just a huge slut.”

He let out a surprised laugh at your words, and you placed a kiss onto his clothed length. Your teeth grazed at him through it, and he moaned a little. You hooked your finger into the part of his suit where top and bottom parts connected, and your finger ran back and forth on his v-line.

You didn’t pull his pants down, though, because there wasn’t any fun in that. You licked at his cock, which was starting to grow in his pants. It made his already big dick seem massive, and you fantasized about what it would actually feel like inside of you.

Surprisingly enough, the two of you had fooled around before this, but you had never gone all the way.

A small wet spot stained where the tip of his cock was, and you chuckled a little. “Already?” You asked, rubbing your thumb over it.

He bit down on his fingers and moaned, placing his hand in your hair. “What can I say, you turn me on.”

You grinned, “Really?”

“Mm-Mmhmm,” He moaned. It was so good to see him vulnerable like this, and he placed his hand on the back of your head.

“Then fuck me,” You stated simply.

He shook his head, “Can’t. We can do all this sort of stuff, but we can’t fuck.” His voice sounded breathy and high-pitched as you kissed along his cock.

You frowned at his words, “Why not?” You took his clothed length into your mouth and he gasped.

“We’re not that type of, ah, relationship,” He moaned, and you fit as much of his dick into your mouth as you could with his tights restricting it.

You shrugged, even if it was a lame excuse, you were sure you were going to get what you wanted eventually.

The fabric of his tights were surprisingly pliable, and you were able to fit almost his entire cock into your mouth, even with the restriction of his clothing.

He moaned a little, and there was a slight buck of his hips. He was so cute. You continued to suck him off, and he seemed so sensitive to it. You wondered if it was because of his clothes still being on.

Whining a little, he tugged at your hair and said, “I’m gonna cum, oh my God.”

You looked up at him through your eyelashes, and his face was flushed in such a pretty color.

After a few more moments of you doing your absolute best to make him cum, a stuttered groan left his lips and his hips snapped forward. He pulled out of your mouth, and the place where your mouth had been was sopping wet with your saliva and his seed.

You grinned a little, wiping off your mouth as you stood up. “I think I can handle the rest of patrol. You might wanna go home and, ah, clean up.”

He clenched his fists against his sides and you just giggled, giving him a wave as you walked off.

[toomuchracket]

ya know how if someone is wearing a skirt then standing on stage from certain angles u can ya know... see up, yeah i was thinking about girlie helping dword with setting up the stage a matty... enjoying the view

or flatmate finding girlie on a ladder and being like "be careful.... but stay there for a min"

idk is it too perv-ey???

flatmate would do this after you started dating, i think. like, he comes into the living room one day you're in a miniskirt to find you up the ladders trying to get the fancy martini glasses down from the display cabinet, and he's like "baby WHAT are you... doing... ohhhhkay i like this view 😈"; you glance down and roll your eyes like "HONESTLY matthew, stop looking up my skirt like a horny virgin and help me?", and he's like "well you got the first part right :D" as he takes the glasses from you and lays them safely on the coffee table and helps you down. once you're on the ground, he gives you a kiss and says "m'sorry for being a creep there. although it was revenge for you shamelessly looking at my dickprint in my shorts earlier, i s'pose", and you giggle like "i don't mind you looking at me like that. s'yours, after all", and he gets so hard immediately that he does in fact have to bend you over the arm of the sofa and fuck you rotten. you're both just really horny little freaks what can i say <3

[rems-writing]

Oh ok

Includes: an nsfw headcannon about wtf happens when Joong forgot to wear panties lol @itsnotmydejavu and @bunnliix provided me with evidence of this lil shit captain not wearing panties so yeah. Here ya go with this crack shit :3

@newworldnet

The first night of Coachella was finally over. The boys had a successful night, existing Atinys probably died, new Atinys have joined the fandom, and overall Ateez domination spread throughout the world. After the stage died down and the festival goers have dispersed, the members all went to the designated after party.

Well

Seven of the members at least

The eighth, which is their beloved captain, was back at the hotel. He was tied to the bed and his pants were completely off. Only that slutty top and the fringed jacket was left. Meanwhile, you were in between his legs, edging the ever living fuck out of him as punishment. Why? It's simple.

He forgot to wear panties.

As a result, people shared on social media the obvious dickprint that was bulging through his pants. He thought he was teasing you.

You ended up getting jealous since you knew that locals were staring right at it, whether it be intentional or unintentional.

"Baby boy, tell me why you forgot to wear underwear. Hmm? Did you simply forget or did you want to tease me?" You cooed in a sickeningly sweet voice as you stroked his cock lazily, almost as if you were bored. Hongjoong whimpered quietly and gulped nervously as he took a peek at you giving a half assed handjob.

He deserved it for thinking he can tease you by being risky and shit in front of thousands of people.

"Mommy, I'm sorry. Please! I'm so sorry. I just wanted to tease you! It was Wooyoung's idea - "

More whines spilled from his throat as you let go of his weeping dick. The pitiful thing hung from his pelvis yearning for touch and release.

"Whether it was your idea or his, you know how I don't like it when you try to tease me. Now I have to fight so many locals and come up with an excuse so they can forget it from their brains. What do you have to say for yourself? Hmm?"

A tear slipped from his eye. "I'm sorry, mommy. It won't happen again. I'll be a good boy next time! I swear!"

You loved it when your man whimpered. You hummed in approval and grabbed his cock again before licking the tip ever so lightly.

"Ok, baby boy. I'll forgive you this time. After all, tonight is your night and I don't want you to be late to the after party. If you behave and lay still, I'll make it quick yet satisfying for you. Can you do that for me?"

Hongjoong nodded vigorously and laid still in his position while you sucked him off.

It was going well. He was staying still and even stayed quiet despite you not saying that he wasn't allowed to make noise. You looked up at him and giggled. The vibrations of that sweet sound went straight into his cock and he tried hard not to buck his hips up into your mouth.

After what seemed like forever, he finally came and a huge load went straight down your throat. Since you weren't a bitch, you swallowed everything and crawled up to him to kiss his tears away.

"Thank you, mommy." He said in a hoarse voice.

"Of course, my love. Now come on. The rest of the boys are probably looking for us.

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Distraction (Leedo)

Pairing: Oneus Leedo x Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Rating: 18+

Summary: You go to the gym with Geonhak and get a little distracted.

Warnings: Semi public sex, unprotected penetrative sex (female), rough sex, face-fucking

A/N: I think it's a little self explanatory. He keeps sending thirst traps on Bubble, I go crazy. This was written in a few hours so excuse any poor writing.

You were always like this after a workout; keyed up and sensitive. Something about endorphins, adrenaline and blah blah blah but you always felt wet and needy after a good exercise. You took care of it yourself if your boyfriend was out but it was a treat when he was home. Your schedules never lined up so it was very rare to go to the gym together but you quickly realized that today was going to be... Unproductive.

You were supposed to be loading weights onto the barbell but you were distracted. Geonhak was at the rack next to you on a bench doing bench presses. His eyes were focused on the ceiling so you could stare without him noticing. The way his muscles bulged and rippled under his tight workout shirt with every press, the grunts of effort and his sweatpants draping over his hips- you diverted your eyes as soon as you saw the outline of his dick. You were already a few exercises into your session so you were a little keyed up but getting aroused at your boyfriend's dickprint? Embarrassing...

You turned away and finished loading up your barbell, tightening the latch on your weight lifting belt and positioning yourself with the bar on your shoulders to do a set of squats. Taking a deep breath to recenter yourself, you lifted the bar off the rack and squatted down with your back arched in perfect form. Up, 1, breathe in, back down. With your eyes trained on your reflection in the mirror you didn't notice another set of eyes focused on you. Exhaling, you straighten and count another rep. Breaking eye contact from your reflection, you finally notice Geonhak sitting on the bench and staring at you.

He smiles and says, "No, no, keep going!" Before you say anything. Continuing with your set, you could practically feel his eyes tracing the curve of your ass as you move.

The weight on your shoulders was a bit too heavy. Not enough to drop but you acutely feel you body protesting now that your focus is broken. You try to recenter your focus by staring at your reflection again but you shake as you stand straight from another squat. In a flash, your boyfriend moves to stand behind you. "Do you want a spotter?" He asks and you respond with a breathless "Please."

You squat again for another rep, locking eyes with Geonhak in the mirror who's standing behind you to catch the bar. The squat was completed with a bit of a struggle but you still stood strong. There's another problem though... It was nice of Geonhak to spot you but you were distracted by him. The heat rolling off his body and the intensity of his eyes makes you lose focus from your set again. Another squat down but as you try to straighten, it feels like your legs refuse to listen to you. A bolt of panic rushes through you but you feel immediate relief when the bar's weight lightens enough complete your squat. You feel the bar being guided to the hooks on the squat rack and slump forward once it's reracked, your hands still holding the bar.

Large hands move to deftly flick open the weight lifting belt and you take in a deep breath. "Good job, baby." Geonhak rumbles behind you, his hot hands resting on your hips. Another breath rushes out of you when you feel him lean in, his solid chest and thighs pressing against your backside. His hips- his half hard cock digs into your ass and you take in a sharp breath. "Sorry, I've been a little distracted..."

"Me too," you breathe and he chuckles. In the mirror's reflection, you watch him move one hand across your belly to press you tighter against him and the other cupping you through your leggings. "You're so wet already..." He whispers into your ear, fingers pressing the seam of your leggings into your folds and feeling you clench against the pads of his fingers. "Wait-wait!" You say in a rush, eyes darting around to see if anyone else was in the gym. It was empty which was why you both went around this time in the first place.

"There's cameras though-!" You gasp, squirming your hips against his fingers and fighting back a moan as he kisses your neck. "Mmh, okay." Geonhak says, voice raspy from arousal and he manhandles you away from the squat rack, leaving your water bottles and bags forgotten.

Geonhak gives you enough space to guide you over to the washroom, nearly pushing you in and locking the door behind him. Then he's on you, kissing and crowding you against the wall with his big, big hands gripping your ass. You squeal a little when he lifts you up and presses you against the wall, your legs wrapping around his hips. The hard shape of his dick presses into the crease of your cunt and you moan into his lips. The kiss feels almost feral with the way you both nip and lick at each other's lips. He ruts against you, rubbing your clothed bodies together and you grip tightly onto his shoulders. You love how big he looks and how he likes to manhandle you after a workout.

Shifting in his hold, you're only coherent enough to say, "Let me- Let me, ah!" before Geonhak understands and lowers you. You drop down to your knees as soon as your feet touch the ground, mouth already open and waiting for him to yank his sweatpants down. It bobs hot and heavy infront of you and you groan at the sight.

Your hands grab at his hips but he catches your wrists and pulls them up straight above your head. A choked moan tries to leave your throat when he moves his hips to press his dick into your mouth and you feel the back of your head touch the wall. The smell of his sweat and musk floods your senses. Geonhak pulls away to let you catch your breath but you chase after him with your mouth open and eager to swallow him whole.

"Baby- fuck!" He swears as you bob your head, sucking him with noisy slurps. You don't know what has gotten into you. Maybe it's the adrenaline from the pump but you suddenly feel desperate and needy. Maintaining eye contact with him, you can tell he was also crazy with need by his blown out pupils and heaving chest. The grip on your wrists tighten and your moans turn into choked noises as he starts to fuck your mouth. You want to touch yourself so badly, pulling at his hold and twitching against nothing. Everything gets a little hazy as you drop your jaw open for him to use, drool dripping from the corners of your mouth.

He pulls away with another swear and you cough once his dick slides out of your throat. You could barely catch your breath before he pulls you up and bends you over the sink, your hands catching the rim. Panting, you see the animal in the reflection. There's drool and precum all over your swollen lips, chin and sports bra. Your face is red from exertion and your hair is mussed up from rubbing against the wall.

A loud thunk snaps you out of your daze and you notice that Geonhak pushed the weight lifting belt off your hips before yanking your leggings halfway down your thighs. He swears when he sees that you're not wearing underwear, the inside of your leggings wet with slick already.

"I hate the panty lines..." you murmur, lips clumsy and numb from the face fucking. "Baby please..." You lean deeper over the sink and arch your back. "Please, please fuck me."

You hear a wounded noise behind you. "You know I can't leave you alone when you wear leggings anymore..." Big hands hold your hips and you feel his cock press against your hole. A shout punches out of your chest as he thrusts all the way in, your spit and slick making the glide easy. Geonhak groans in your ear and stills his hips for a moment before drilling you at a rough pace. You can barely keep yourself standing with the force of his thrusts lifting you onto your tiptoes.

All you can do is take it. Take his cock as he fucks you in the gym washroom. In the mirror, your reflection looks depraved with eyes half lidded and mouth dropped open. "You're so loud." Geonhak growls and holds your jaw. It's then when you realize that you've been babbling a string of, "Yes, yes, please, fuck, yes!" this whole time. Two thick fingers shove inside your mouth and you moan around them, eyes rolling when you feel them touch the back of your throat.

Geonhak slows down to fuck you in deep, deliberate thrusts. The size and thickness of his cock hitting all the right places in you. His fingers leaves your mouth and he rubs at your clit, making you squirm in his hold. His other arm wraps around you and he brings you up to his chest. The change in angle makes his cock hit something deep inside you that makes you squeal.

"Too much!!" Tears bead in the corners of your eyes from overstimulation but he just fucks you harder with your feet off the ground. There's nothing supporting you except Geonhak. His cock inside you, the arms around you, his hand at your clit and his firm body against your back. You're like a doll hanging off of him and you cum at the thought. Geonhak feels you tensing up, your body squeezing his cock tightly as you cum around him and he presses you against the mirror. It's an awkward angle with your back arched over the sink but you're too focused on the feeling of Geonhak thrusting in hard and filling you with his cum. Your hot breath fogs up the mirror and a print of your face and chest marks it.

Once he pulls out, your legs give out beneath you. You barely hold onto the sink as you catch your breath, legs crumpled beneath you and your hole dripping cum onto the tile below.

"You okay, baby?" Geonhak asks, kneeling behind you. "Mmhmm," you nod, still a little too out of it to properly respond. He does a once-over: tracing the bruises on your hands and hips, the drying drool on your chin and your leggings bunched around your knees. With a sheepish look on his face, he helps you up and sits you on the toilet.

"You did so well. During your workout and... Just now." He says as he wets a paper towel and dabs away the mess on your face and chest. You hum in response again, a small giggle bubbling at the end of it. Feeling a little needy for some closeness, you lean onto his shoulder as he massages your hands and wrists. Geonhak fondly huffs and places a kiss on your head, rubbing circles on your back.

Once you feel centered again, you lean back. "Will you be okay, now?" He asks, "Yes, baby. Thank you." You murmur and he stands up.

"Okay, I'm gonna grab our stuff and meet you at the doors. Take your time." He looks back once more before closing the washroom door behind himself to let you finish cleaning yourself up.

As you meet up with Geonhak at the gym's front entrance, you notice his eyes flicking down to your wrists. "What?" You ask with a smile.

"Mmh, nothing," he says but you know it's going to be a long night.