#this was supposed to be cute but i made it horny. sorry

[husbandhoshi]

[9:47 AM] *suggestive

the first thing you learn about seungcheol is that his towels are embroidered. csc, they read, in gold thread on absurdly plush bath towels.

(actually, the first thing you learned about him was that he's a good kisser. you learned this the hard way, outside the bar, after all your friends had gone home and it just was you, him, and his tongue in your mouth.)

as a rule, you try not to learn anything about your late night escapades, but, evidently, you have already failed.

it's easy to notice his bathroom looks much bigger than it did last night, now that all the lights are on. he has not one, but two, matching rugs, and the sconce lights make the marble countertop look like it's made of water. nestled in the corner is a little tray with all his cologne lined up end to end—armani, dior, chanel.

you pick up the silvery one on the end and smell the cap. (yes, this one. he was wearing this one last night, right in the space where his collarbone met the base of his neck. you had kissed him there, and he had asked you to go home with him. creed, aventus, it says.)

he even has the drunk elephant moisturizer, although it looks criminally underused. it sits among a small pile of skincare that looks like it costs twice your monthly paycheck, if you had worked overtime.

you have to remind yourself you're not here to snoop through rich people's bathrooms, as fun as that sounds.

seungcheol was a quick fuck (and a really good one at that), but you already feel like you've overstayed your welcome.

the plan—in and out. you hate the sticky, too-warm goodbyes, the small talk at the kitchen table, the unexpected rattle of a roommate coming home. worst of all, they never want you as badly in the morning as they did the night before.

but the plan has already gone to shit. you woke up practically spooning him and your little bathroom detour cost you ten minutes. and it's almost 10, which is what he has his two-hundred dollar alarm clock set to.

you shut the bathroom door as quietly as you can, hoping to make a quick getaway. but it's here, caught in the waxy overcast from the huge windows, where, for the first time in your life, you almost want to say fuck the plan.

"morning," seungcheol hums, propping himself up on the bed. you take one look at him, shirtless and sweats slung low, and you lose the plot entirely.

yesterday, when you had met, it looked like he was made in some kind of factory for hot men—starched white shirt rolled to the forearms, hair perfectly gelled, and a fat breitling watch hugging his wrist. and yet, as you watch him blow a cowlick out of his eyes, he seems even more attractive, which you would have never thought possible.

"someone's eager to get outta here," he says, enjoying the way you avoid his eyes. "don't tell me it was that bad for you."

you smile nervously. what you can remember about last night is that it was anything but bad. the whole thing makes your face feel hot—you are no prude, but he sure makes you feel like one.

"is that what it looks like?" you answer. you realize you can't find your shoes. you think he threw them somewhere last night, between the memory of his hand up your dress and yours in his hair. he kissed his way up your legs and you forgot you even had shoes to worry about.

"almost, if you weren't checking me out just now."

damn. guilty as charged. you can't help it. things feel too good to be true.

first, you learned you got fucked by a million dollar dick last night. now, instead of kicking you out like any other one night stand, he's acting decent, maybe even more than decent. and he has the tits of a god.

seungcheol sees your face wrench up in puritanical shame and he laughs.

"well, if you have time in your busy, busy schedule," he starts, with a grin that makes you dizzy. "i'm making breakfast. and i would love to eat it with you."

suddenly you don't know why you ever had a plan in the first place. you watch him attempt to wink at you from all the way across the room and you think getting to know him might not be such a bad thing after all. maybe things are too good to be true, but you're willing to find out.

needless to say, the second thing you learn about seungcheol is that he cannot cook.

the third? he's an even better kisser sober.

[taintedcigs]

˚ 　　　 . ✧ 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐄

vol 2; summer breeze — king!steve harrington x fgirl!reader x eddie munson

summary: in which some chaos ensues between the boys and billy, and one of the boys finally get what they want; you. (wc: 6.5k+)

warnings: smut smut smut, minors DNI, p in v, creampie, unprotected (wrap it up irl im so serious) kinda fist fight? billy gets punched, im sorry but billy gets punched a lot in my fics, protective steddie hehe, drgs, weed basically, no use of ‘y/n’, degrading, praises, LOTS OF PRAISES, nicknames! reader is kinda heartless basically a maneater and kinda of a mastermind, eddie is a cutiepie.

authors note: not proof-read ignore mistakes ! thank u @andvys for giving me the best ideas always and thank u for helping me! ily and hope u enjoy this mwah!!! also yall know mastermind by ts? and how its kinda supposed to be sarcastic? well i took that song too seriously and literally. listened to a lot of metal and this fic is their love child! enjoy !!

and please like + reblog + interact to support me ! thank u ily

read vol. 1 here

Fuzzy.

Exactly how your mind and body felt.

You didn’t expect to do that with Steve.

King Steve. You were just supposed to play with him.

He wasn’t supposed to make you feel like this.

And it wasn’t anything, it was purely physical. Or at least that’s what your mind forced you to think.

Because no one had ever made you cum like that before, no one ever attended to you like that before.

Pathetic. Really pathetic. You’ve fucked half the guys in Hawkins, yet one night with Steve, and he didn’t even fuck you, yet that’s all you could think about.

You sucked on the cigarette sitting between your lips, the feeling giving you a lewd reminder of earlier when you remembered how good he felt between your lips, sliding down your throat.

Shit shit shit. Shut the fuck up. What the fuck was wrong with you?

“Want something stronger than that?” The voice belonged to the curly-haired boy you were looking everywhere for.

It felt like a fucked up horny deja vu. 

Turning around swiftly, the smoke formed around the air between you when you blew it in his face, making him grin. “Eddie!” Your tone gleeful, “Been looking everywhere for you!” Sweet. Sweet but so fucking dangerous. Eddie knew that about you.

He knew about the effect you had on everyone. I mean, he wasn’t complaining, he was right there in line with them. Just to have a glimpse of you.

He and Steve shared one thing in common; you.

Maybe that’s eventually what drew them closer, both boys begging for your attention in every way possible. Pathetic, but you were so tempting.

They teased each other about you, Eddie bragged about the countless times you batted your lashes at him, the countless times you twirled and giggled at him.

and Steve bragged about how you looked at him with your alluring eyes, or how you called him ‘baby’ that one time. 

Eddie was sure he had never seen Steve the way he did with you, because Steve usually never got hung up on one girl, it was simple for him, he’d fuck one and then move to another. But you always kept him on his toes. Something no one ever did before. So he always tried and tried, failing regardless. 

He didn’t blame him, he’d burn the world down if you asked him to, even though the only interactions he had with you were when you bought something from him, or the countless times you winked at him whenever he saw you around. God, that had him on his knees. 

So it was no surprise he almost melted when you said those magical words. You? Looking for him? 

“Me?” A rush of bubblegum pink is quick to rise to his cheeks. He can’t help himself, Steve was going to freak out when he found out how you were looking for Eddie. God, he was going to have fun with this. 

“Where’s Billy?” He added, trying to sound cool when he lit the freshly rolled joint sitting on his wetted lips. 

He was cute. Didn’t even know the rumors, and the blush on his cheeks weirdly had you need him. 

“We broke up,” you hummed, and a boyish grin sat on his lips immediately while he noted how you didn’t have a sad bone in your body, that jerk didn’t deserve you. “I’m just having fun now, you know?” You added with a smirk. 

You were going to be the death of him. He could be fun, he could be so fucking fun, he could make you feel fun you’ve never felt before. 

“Oh, yeah? With who, now?” Shit, shit, shit. That is not what he meant to say, he was an absolute fucking idiot. A grade one asshole.  

Your eyes widened when you tilted your head, “are you calling me a slut, Munson?” You snatched the joint from his lips, earning a whine from him as you kept your piercing eye contact. 

The pinkish color on his cheeks turned blood red, and you could see him almost fidgeting. Why did you find it so endearing? 

“N-no! No that’s not what I meant at all! You’re not a slut! I mean if you want to be you could be— I mean you’re not but—” His words tangled with each other adorably, and you couldn’t help but let out a deep chuckle. 

“I’m just playing with you!” You playfully nudged his shoulder, adoring the way his grin came back instantly, you took a long drag from the joint before passing it back to him. “Don’t worry, baby.” 

Eddie almost lost it at that.

Suck it, Steve. She called him baby, too, and now they were fucking even. 

“I’m having fun with everyone that douchebag hates.” You muttered with a smirk. 

Eddie desperately needed to make Billy hate him, maybe he could rip him off the next time he brought from him, or maybe he could just… sucker punch him? 

“Steve was fun.” You giggled, remembering the way he was so pathetically begging for you to stay. And you had to admit he was good, the best you had in this messed up town. 

Eddie blinked quickly, struggling to process what you just said… You.. and.. Steve?

“Steve?” He almost stammered, face growing hot at what you were implying, did that little asshole actually manage to be with you? You?!? 

“Steve Harrington?” He repeated.

“Yeah,” you hummed, brows scrunching at his dumbfounded expression… What was going on? Was he… jealous?

 “You jealous, Munson?” You giggled with a smirk, brow raised and all bold. So upfront that it has Eddie stammering and blushing all over again. 

“N-no, uh— Steve is my friend is all.” He adds, taking a long drag from the joint to keep himself together, he has to look all confident because he wants to impress you. 

He just doesn’t know that you being all flustered is what draws your attention. Confident but still cute. The exact mix you need for Steve’s arrogance. And they’re friends? Fuck, just the thought of them together has you rubbing your thighs. 

“Oh!” You hum, “That’s funny because I was actually going to go for you, but Steve found me first.” You know the effect that will have on Eddie, you see it in the way he coughs while exhaling the smoke, wetting his lips while he tries to play it cool. 

Sadly, it’s all interrupted by the one and only. Billy fucking Hargrove. 

His hand roughly makes you turn to him before you can comprehend what’s happening, “Fucking Harrington, really?” He spat in your face, nostrils flaring with how angry he was, but all it did was make you want to laugh in his face—the audacity of this little boy. 

Eddie’s quicker than you to react, trying to push him away from you but Billy shakes off his hold. “Get away from her.” Eddie spits. Billy ignores him with a scoff, attention all on you. 

You hate the way your stomach flutters at Eddie being protective, what the fuck are these boys doing to you?

“You kiss Tina in front of everyone, and me fucking Harrington is the problem?”

“You fucked him?” Billy lets out through gritted teeth, technically, you didn’t but it seemed like Billy only thought the two of you kissed. 

Before you could answer he clenched his fists, “I’m gonna fuckin’ kill him.” 

Shit. You really didn’t think this through, did you? 

A guilty feeling settled into your stomach, Steve didn’t deserve that. And he definitely didn’t deserve to get beaten up because of you. You swallowed the lump in your throat and grabbed Billy by the arm to stop him from searching for Steve.

“D-don’t!” 

“Excuse me?” Billy said, pinching his brows together.

“Please don’t do anything to him.” Eddie watches everything unravel, taken aback by how willing you are to throw yourself under the bus for Steve. It makes his brows furrow and makes him almost get a glimpse of you, behind that cool facade, behind that whole act. It entices him more and more.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” Billy scoffs, “You fuck him one time, and look how pathetic you get. No wonder everyone keeps calling you a slut—”

A loud thud resounds in your ears, you barely register what happened before you turn to see Steve shaking off his fist with a smirk on his face. “Don’t fucking call her that again.” 

Billy chuckles loudly at the impact, blood quickly dripping down his nose and an obvious red mark bruising his cheek. “My my, Harrington coming to defend his new little slut, huh?” 

And this time, another thud of a punch resonated from your side, and you audibly gasp. 

Eddie. 

These boys were going to be the death of you, appearing out of nowhere and then doing shit like this. 

They stood in front of you, arms crossed against their chest as they eyed Billy groaning on the ground, it wasn’t long before Tina came with her annoying shriek and a crowd formed around the four of you, the two boys were quick to drag you out of the party. 

“Couldn’t stay away from me, could you, sweetheart?” Steve muttered in your ear with his lips twitched into a smirk. 

Cocky bastard. 

You gave him a slight smile. “Actually… I was looking for this one,” you hummed sweetly, hand gently nudging Eddie’s shoulder. A grin sat on his lips, he itched to elbow Steve, who just gave him a roll of his eyes. 

“But, thank you, both.” You give them a shy smile, it’s meaningful, and you’re grateful to have them protect you. 

“Anything for our special girl,” Steve winks.

“Want us to take you home?” Eddie interrupts, eyeing you, he can see that you’re a bit shaken up, even though you try to hide it. 

“No need, boys. Can walk home!” You giggle with a wink. 

“We insist.” Steve steps up, leaning into the car, hips jutted out. All slutty, and it’s tempting. But, no. 

You had fucked up enough today and gotten your feelings too involved. You couldn’t do it. 

You gave both of them a sloppy kiss on their cheek before you got on your feet, “My house is just around the corner.” 

“See you around, boys.” You winked one last time, turning back before they could say anything, walking away with a strut as you could almost feel their gaze burn your back. 

Both boys watched you with their jaws almost open, teeth biting onto their bottom lips with hope. They wanted—needed you. 

。°。°。°。°。°

“I’m tellin’ you dude, it was fuckin’ unreal. She was just so good,” Steve hummed into the ice cream he took a stripe of lick from.

Eddie grunted. “Jesus, fuck. Still can’t believe she let you even near her.” He glared daggers into him.

Steve grumbled a chuckle, nudging him. “Jealous much, Munson?” His lips curled into a boyish grin, face inches away from Eddie who was now stammering.

“C’mon, we can share, can’t we big boy?” Steve winked, enjoying the crimson red coloring the curly boy’s puffy cheeks.

“Nothing we haven’t done before,” He hummed, sucking his cheeks with a ‘mmhmm’ sound as the flavors of the strawberry goodness flooded his senses.

They did have threesomes before, but this was different, this was you. It meant so much more to Eddie, and selfishly, he wanted you to himself first, too. 

“If you can even get her,” Steve smirked, knowing if it took him this long, Eddie would have to try for years.

“Oh, don’t worry about that.” Eddie winked with a new-found confidence

“I’ll turn on the Munson charm.” He snapped his fingers together with a wicked grin, “and she’ll be beggin’ for me in no time.” 

Steve couldn’t even keep the throaty chuckle for a second before he patted Eddie on the back. “Good fuckin’ luck with that.” 

You shouldn’t have been eavesdropping, but how could you not when they were right fucking in front of you?!

And after Steve said, they had done threesomes before, your mouth watered just at the thought of both boys towering over you, attending to your every need, trying to dominate you but also pathetically begging for more. 

And if you framed everything correctly, they’d want to fuck you and would think they were the ones in charge, not knowing you were the mastermind behind all of it.

“Hi, boys!” You waved with a giggle, rushing to their side as your skirt rode up your thigh, both boys turning their bodies fully to meet you. 

Both of their Adam’s apple bobbing at the sight of you—a graphic baby tee showing just enough of your skin, paired with the most perfect skirt Steve has ever seen, and Eddie’s eyes were almost glued to your chest, enjoying the way your breasts jiggled as you walked. 

You couldn’t hide your smirk at their widened eyes, men were so easy. 

They both stammered, and you wished you weren’t enjoying this so fucking much. But, you were. You had to have both of them. 

Letting your tongue swirl around the cone in your hand, you looked up at Eddie. “What flavor is that?” 

“Chocolate,” He replied quickly, “I love chocolate!” You exclaimed, and Eddie grew weak in his knees, gulping and letting his cock strain himself against his zipper. God, he felt like a fucking pervert. 

“Do you wanna try some?” He barely managed to speak clearly and you nodded quickly with a grin, Steve watching it all with a huff. 

Without giving him a chance to do anything, you wrapped your palm around his, giggling while you let the cold silkiness coat your tongue, lapping at it while your focus remained on Eddie’s dark eyes. 

He almost groaned at the sight; you knew that was your cue. “Tastes so delicious, Eds.” You hummed with an exaggerated sound, reveling in the way Eddie blinked quickly to register all of it. 

“Wanna try mine?” Steve’s silky, cocky voice had your attention shifting, you raised a single brow, shrugging. 

“Already tried that, thanks,” Your voice carries a bit of coldness but is still alluring enough to have Steve crave more from you. 

“I don’t think you tried all of it, sweetheart,” His voice still held that cool tone, tongue sticking out to lick a stripe from the cone wrapped around his palm, almost giving you a flashback as rosy lips framed the words so lewd that you had to do something. 

You were quick to tilt your head sideways, leaning in just enough to have your velvety lips against his, Eddie watched in awe, enjoying the way you sucked on Steve’s tongue, letting the sweet strawberry flavor explode your taste buds as exaggerated sounds left your lips as you pulled away, leaving Steve with nothing. 

“Mhmm, you’re right, Stevie,” You hummed, Steve’s face wearing a shock you hadn’t seen before. “But I think mine, tastes so much better…” You cooed facing Eddie, “Wouldn’t you agree, pretty boy?” You directed it at Steve, relishing the dumbfounded look on his face, while Eddie watched all of it with a contented sigh. 

He needed both of you. 

You needed both of them. 

And Steve would do anything for you, and for Eddie, even if he never would explicitly show it. 

“Y-yeah,” he stammered, bringing a wicked smirk to your face. Easy. 

Before you turned to leave, you faced Eddie, “Oh!” 

“Do you have any free time this afternoon?” If you gave him those eyes and that sweet tone, he’d give you all of his time in the world. 

“Uh-huh, of course.” He's sure his voice sounds so squeaky but you smile at him so sweetly that it melts away all his worries.

“Okay, do you mind if I drop by? I need something to relax, and to let a little bit of my steam off…” You winked at him, you couldn’t be more obvious, and Eddie almost went limp at your words, no need for the Munson charm after all. 

“S-sure!” He exclaimed, mouth curling into a wide grin. 

“See you later, boys.”

。°。°。°。°。°

“Really?” Eddie eyed you with a raise of his brows, getting more and more comfortable the further both of you inhaled from the rolled joint, your knee brushed against his, and his worries ghosted away with it. 

“You think Michael Myers is hot?”

“Yeah!” You nodded, “Too weird for you, Munson?” you nudged him playfully.

“No, no! It’s just… how? He has a mask on,”

With a shrug, “The mask is the appeal,” you giggle. 

He scrunches his brows, confused. “The mystery of the mask is what makes him sexy.” You shrug, and a soft ‘oh!’ escapes his lips. 

He’s quick to ash the joint to the skull resin ashtray, getting up in a rush, causing you to furrow your brows, “what the hell are you doing?”

He turns with a grin, “getting a mask.” 

You giggle at that, “Oh, trust me, you don’t need a mask pretty boy.”

“W-what?” He blinks quickly to process all of it, bringing a wide smile to your lips as you almost drag him by the collar of his shirt. 

Eddie’s almost frozen, his mind explodes at how forward you’re being, pants getting tighter when he realizes how close you are to him. 

It’s finally happening and he can feel himself melt into you, he lets you stripe him of his control and his lips part slightly in surprise. 

Mind struggling to process if this is all real. With a giggle you take him by surprise when you tug your fingertips at his messy curls, twisting his head to the side as you crash your lips down to his. 

Dangerously sweet, addicting, and bold. And Eddie is putty in your hands.

“The prettiest lips,” you hum into his mouth. 

“Yeah?” He almost blushes a rosy color, and you can’t help but relish that feeling, letting it sink to your chest at how beautiful he looks when he’s so flushed, and you realize you need both of them. 

You need Steve’s cockiness, you need Eddie’s tentativeness at the same fucking time. 

And both of their dominance. 

You whimper needily, the feel and taste of his soft lips flood all over your body, making you ache. Holy shit, he’s fucking good. 

“F-fuck,” He whimpers as he pulls back, mind trying to register everything, but he’s quick to dive back in once he realizes he just stopped kissing you. 

A passionate, needy kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth, teeth nibbling on your bottom lip, as his hand roughly grabs your waist, pulling you further. You feel hot, skin buzzing at how demanding he is. 

Then he slowly moves from your lips to your jaw, down to your neck, leaving sloppy kisses all over, and you can’t help but feel that warm slickness coating your thighs at how fucking needy he is for you. 

And you know exactly what you need to do to lure him in, entirely. 

“N-need you, Eds,” you whine into his lips, brows pinched together and Eddie’s already about to explode in his pants, you’re fucking perfect. 

“Where do you need me, angel?” He asks, all obedient and it has your core throbbing with need. 

Your thighs part slowly, skirt riding up more and more as you expose yourself to him, and Eddie’s teeth drag on his bottom lip at the sight. “Here,” nails rake on the surface of the couch beneath your legs, pussy fully on display. 

He almost groans at the sight, but no, he has to take control back again, he has to impress you. 

And he wants to savor this moment, enjoy you, fully. 

It gives him all the confidence he needs, with a slight push he has you on your back, sprawled on the couch, you’re surprised by the sudden change of control, but anticipation jumps in your insides, not knowing his next move is exciting and you let him enjoy it. 

His hands start to idly run everywhere on your body, all grabby and rough. You don’t know what to expect from him, and it certainly isn’t this, his hold on your hips, breasts, and thighs, enough to leave a mark, still gentle, still attentive but equally rough and it has you almost whining out. 

He’s perfect. 

“Needy baby,” He hums, planting a sloppy kiss on your neck. “What do you need… my fingers or my tongue?” 

You shamelessly spread your legs further, enjoying his weight on top of you, hard bulge pressing against your thigh, but you need more. “Both.” 

And your whiny answer is all he needs, his rough hands travel down to your inner thighs, almost toying as he drags his mouth all over you. Nibbling and biting all over your neck, shoulder, breasts, everywhere. 

He’s quick to drop down between your legs, and he groans at the sight of your puffy lips and dampened thighs, “Jesus Christ…” His teeth draw on his bottom lip.

“No panties?” 

“Nuh-uh,” you giggle shamelessly, and he’s almost fucking gone. The fabric of his pants so painfully harsh against his erected cock that he hisses. 

Your legs quiver when he traces a finger around your opening teasingly and his mouth is pressing kisses down your inner thigh, sloppy and filthy. 

“So fuckin’ beautiful,” he hums into you. 

Your little whimpers and the sight of you so relaxed make Eddie a madman, he understands Steve’s non-stop blabbing about you the last few days, granted, he always knew you were perfect. 

But once he gets a taste of this, and a sight of you like this, he knows he can’t fucking quit, ever. 

“More.” You hiss out a breath as his fingertips gently circle your clit. It’s demanding, and Eddie’s amber gaze is dark as it meets yours. “Behave,” He warns, it’s electrifying, making you want to disobey more than anything, everything about him draws you in. 

With a smirk, you run your hand down his arms, meeting his fingertips with a gaze so dangerously lewd that Eddie’s eyes almost roll to the back of his head. “But I’m aching… I need so much more.” 

He groans, loudly. “So fucking needy, aren’t you? Only for me, huh?” 

He wants reassurance, he wants you to tell him he’s better than Steve. And you don’t, because you need both of them, so you just tease him enough, just so both of them could get the idea of proving themselves to you. 

You could just imagine them both taking turns, trying to prove to you which one would make you cum more, complementing each other, striping you out of your control, just for that one second, not knowing that you planned all of it.

It’s sick, a bit deranged, and stupid. But exactly what you need.

“Mhmm, only for you, baby.” 

Endearing words have him quick to push two fingers inside of you, still agonizingly slow, withdrawing a breath when he feels your slick walls. 

His fingers slowly go in and out of you, the suspenseful score from the movie almost mirrors your heartbeat, rising each time he gives you a grin, basking in your whines. 

“Look so pretty like this, sweetheart,” he praises, enjoying how your lips part slightly, pretty whines coming out of it. He circles your clit at a slow pace, still. Relishing in the way his name slips past your mouth so desperately, almost begging. 

He presses a light kiss to your clit, and you shudder at the impact, gazing down at him, “You like the way I look between your pretty thighs?” He hums into your walls. 

“Yes,” You coo, and he doesn’t hesitate to dive in, parting your cunt with his thumb before his tongue is teasingly lapping up at you. 

It’s all so filthy and intimate that you immediately squeeze your eyes shut, his fingers, his tongue, it’s all too much but at the same time not enough. 

You need him, you need more from him. It’s just not enough. 

“Makin’ prettiest noises for me, such a good girl, aren’t ya?” You hum excitedly, all fucked out as you grind yourself on his mouth, you don’t know what it is, but you can’t help yourself, fingertips latched onto his curls, head thrown back, you feel like screaming. 

And he’s torturously slow, giving you everything you need but not fully everything, withdrawing just a little to have you go crazy. And it’s fucking working, his tongue works wonders inside of your walls, his name falling like a prayer from your lips. 

Not fucking enough. And it’s frustrating, to feel so on edge. 

You shouldn’t do this, you shouldn’t beg for more, but you can’t help it, it’s all hazy and you want more, it’s like you’ve been deprived, and he feels so fucking good. 

And maybe, you letting Eddie fuck you could drive Steve further, you could just imagine the scorched face on Steve’s look when he found out, and you want that mean side of him. You want him to compete for your attention, you want him to stripe you out of your control, for once in your fucking life.

You try to drag at his curls to feel his tongue more and more, flicking at your clit agonizingly slow but he slaps your hand away, warning you with his dark gaze. 

“I need more,” you pout, looking down at him all doe-eyed. 

“Need you to fuck me,” you whine with a hidden smirk, Eddie’s eyes flashing a hunger that has you all excited in your tummy.  

“Needy little slut,” he murmurs in your ear. “Steve wasn’t enough for you?” You love the newfound confidence in him, the sudden change in his tone, the darker his eyes get, the way he cooes has you dripping with need. 

You shake your head with a giggle, “Steve didn’t fuck me.” 

“What?” That brings an unintentional grin to his lips. You didn’t let Steve fuck you but you were going to let Eddie fuck you? Oh, he could just cum in his pants right then and there. 

You? Begging to be fucked by him? He was in heaven, and you were the prettiest angel. 

“No wonder, he can’t fucking shut up about you,” 

So your plan was working. 

“I don’t blame him, angel. I wouldn’t be able to quit you right after I tasted you either, so fucking perfect, hmm?” He gives you a dazzlingly addicting kiss, lips tasting like you and you hum into it. 

You try to pull him closer by his shirt, but he doesn’t let you, making you pout innocently at him. “I need you.” You don’t know how he has you like this, and you try to make your brain believe that this was your plan, but you wholeheartedly want this, you want him to fuck your brains out. You want him to make you cum until you physically can’t anymore. 

A possessive look sits on his face, gaze all dangerous and it has you wanting more, “You have me.” A wicked grin overturns on his lips, he’s quick to get rid of his clothes, almost ripping open your blouse. Fingertips brush over your skin with such passion that it almost burns.

He groans at the sight of your breasts, hands itching to grab them, mouth watering at the sight. “So.” A kiss on your breasts, “fucking”, a nibble, “perfect.” His hands grabbed everywhere, mind reveling in everything.

Still struggling to realize if this was all real or not. He was hooked, so fucking hooked. 

He couldn’t blame Steve for not shutting up about you, you were addicting. He was right, maybe the two of you could share. He wouldn’t be opposed to it at all, if there was one thing the three of you were good at, it was this. 

“That stays on.” He hums against your chest, fingers sliding over the tight little skirt you were wearing, flipping it over to your stomach but not taking it off.  

You were whining like a bitch in heat now, eagerly watching him take off his cock from his already wet boxers, patches of pre-cum had formed on it and you couldn’t help the delicious smirk on your face. 

With a painful groan, his cock slipped past his boxers, and your eyes widened at the sight. 

Salmon pink tip pearled with his pre-cum, looking so delicious that your mouth involuntarily opened at it, he was almost as big as Steve, only thicker, and slightly more curved to the left, perfect, just fucking perfect. 

You understood his cockiness when it came to this, he was absolutely packing and by the way he had been acting, you could tell he knew how to fucking use it. 

He leaned back slightly, still positioned between your thighs before he took his cock in his hand, with a dangerous gaze, he jerked at it, letting out a small groan with a sly smirk. 

You could feel your thighs dampening when he circled the angry tip over your clit. “That feels good, doesn’t it, angel?” Mocking, cruel, teasing. And you loved every fucking second of it. 

“Y-yeah,” You murmur, eyes squeezed shut, your thighs are almost shaking and he’s watching you with a smirk, it’s all too sensitive and everything he does gives you an electrifying pleasure that you haven’t felt before. 

Shutting up all the avoidant voices in your head that tell you you shouldn’t be doing this. Your thoughts and your body is consumed by pleasure as you hazily look down, his hand still on his cock while he drags it down through your folds. The tip of his pink slit parts you slightly, enjoying the way you’re gushing for him. 

“Jesus fucking Christ… look at this cunt… just soaked for me,” he growls and lines his throbbing cock at your entrance, a loud needy moan escapes your lips, making him gloat.

“Look at how greedy your pussy is, angel… practically pulling me in.” He teases, cock still dragging along your folds, and you are about to embarrassingly beg, before he finally drives his cock the rest of the way into your aching cunt, “Fuck, fuck, fuuuck!” He groans loudly, his moans deliciously lewd. And your whines are mixed with his. 

His hands are everywhere, rough, and grabby, almost like they are marking you. His hips thrust further into you fucking all of your worries away. 

“Look how well you’re takin’ me, doll.” He hums, eagerly watching the way his cock disappears in and out of your soppy walls, mouth hanging open as curses slip past it at each of his movements. 

“Eddie…” You whimper, you can’t focus, you can’t even fucking think. Your brain is short-circuiting by how good everything he feels, how he is hitting that one spot and is stretching you wider and wider, and you are doing everything you can to adjust to his size. 

“What d’ya need, baby?” He coos mockingly.

He’s so much more cocky now, and he has earned it because he’s that good and you’re awfully pathetic for him. 

You want to speak, but it’s almost as if you’re unable to, it’s frustrating, and Eddie is loving every second of it. 

“Awww, so cock drunk that you can’t even speak, princess?” Another harsh thrust has you whining and squirming. 

“You need more, baby? Need me deeper inside of this tight little cunt?” He hums, cock slamming inside of you so agonizingly slow that it has you moaning for more, you’re simply fucked out and he’s too far gone. 

“Need me to stretch it out with my big cock?” You nod so quickly that your head almost falls off, and Eddie’s chuckle reverberates loudly, echoing in the room with your whimpers. 

“Greedy little slut.” He picks up his pace, and you’re fully lost in desire now, clinging to him as each of his thrusts pushes you closer and closer, he’s filling you to the brim and it nearly has you sobbing beneath him. 

“You feel so good, sweetheart. Fuckin’ soaked for me and this tight cunt was just made for my cock, wasn’t it?” He growls against your neck, licking a path from your collarbone to the shell of your ear, grinning like a Cheshire cat. 

Your eyes are squeezed shut, head thrown back in full euphoria while he thrusts in and out of you, setting a hard, brutal pace. Teeth sucking into your shoulder to slow himself down, to stop the release he can feel building.

Incoherent babbles are all that leave your lips, you can feel that familiar knot forming in your stomach, “Y-yes, yes!” You whine, “I’m close, baby.” You lift your hips, trying to grind it against his cock to get more friction. 

It’s all filthy and desperate and it has Eddie’s eyes rolling to the back of his head. You’re so fucking perfect for him and you stick to his mind. 

This image of you, begging, his name falling from your swollen lips, all fucked out and spread for him. It’s doing the best fucking damage to his mind and he can’t get enough of you. 

“You gonna cum for me, honey? Wanna soak my cock?” His words are so lewd and it has you nodding like an idiot, you want him to cum with you, you need to feel him inside of you. Filling every fucking inch of you. 

He can feel your pussy clamping around him, it’s all glorious and he wants nothing more than to engrave this image of you to his brain. He wants Steve to know, how you were mewling for him. “Cum for me, angel.” He praises, slamming inside of you deeper than before, thrusts getting sloppier the more he sees how close you are. 

He wants nothing more than to last, but your whimpers, the way you take him in, your mouth hanging open, it’s all fucking too much, and he knows if you give him one more whine or one more filthy talk he’s going to explode. 

You writhe under him, so painfully good, but fucking impossible to hold yourself back once his thumb circles around your clit.

“W-want you to cum, too. Need to feel you i-inside.” You encourage him, and he groans at the idea of cumming together with you, balls drawing up and ready to fill your insides. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuuuck, baby,” He growls, slamming into you once, twice, thrice. “If you say shit like that I’m gonna—fuck, fuck, fuck, baby!” He can feel his cock filling you to the brim, hitting that sensitive spot one last fucking time and you know it’s over.

“Cum for me, pretty boy.” You cry out as you orgasm, pleasure shooting through your already hazy mind, and that’s all the encouragement Eddie needs before he chases his own release. 

He pounds into you one final time, deeper and harder, in a frenzy with how badly he needs to cum inside of you. With a few ‘fuck’s and ‘shit’s, and ‘so f-fucking perfect’s he growls your name as he fills you up. Not slipping out until he’s sure you’re filled full of him. 

He collapses next to you with a sigh of breath, a sloppy kiss on your shoulder as he’s trying to register what the fuck just happened. 

You don’t give him a minute to breathe when you quickly get up, collecting your blouse as you ignore the confused look on his face. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Getting ready?” You answer with a giggle. 

“What for?” 

“To leave, pretty boy.”

“B-but we just-” 

He sounded so adorable, but you couldn’t. You couldn’t allow yourself to fall into a mess of feelings, and yet without knowing, you were already walking right into it. 

“I’m going to this thing at The Hideout today.” You murmured while fixing your skirt and hair in the mirror. Skirt creased and hair all chaotic. You thought you looked a fucking mess, but Eddie would argue that's the prettiest you looked.

Ruined by him.

“There’s this band—”

“Corroded Coffin?” Eddie replied quickly. 

“How did you know?” You turned with a raised brow, intrigued. 

“You’re looking at their lead singer, sweetheart.” He replied smugly, a grin sitting on his plump lips. 

“Oh my god!” You said in a mock screeching voice, “Can I please get your autograph, Mr. Rockstar?” You batted your eyelashes with a twirl of your hair, giggling when he narrowed his gaze at you. 

“You’re lucky, you’re so pretty, huh?” You shouldn’t have felt your cheeks heat at the comment because he just fucked your brains out, but shit was he smooth. Making you blush with one fucking compliment. You were way too deep into this, weren’t you?

“So you listened to our stuff?” He asked, with a beaming smile on his face, too cocky. And it killed you to tell him you didn’t when he had the most adorable look on his face. 

“No, but, this might be a great first listening experience.” You hummed, “So make sure you don’t suck, Mr. Rockstar.” Your hand turned the doorknob when you threw him a wink. 

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I will rock your fuckin’ world," He returned the wink. “Again.” He said with a smug smile and a cool tone. 

You rolled your eyes playfully at him, “Oh, and make sure to invite Steve too.” You hummed nonchalantly as Eddie nodded, almost obediently.

He would do anything you asked him to. 

Maybe you shouldn’t have accepted to go, because it was never any good to fuck the same guy twice, especially with someone like Steve who just slept around, or someone like Eddie who wore his heart on his sleeve. It would either end with your heart broken or theirs. Things always got too messy.

But both of them were just so… good. And you had this opportunity to have both of them.

How were you supposed to hold yourself back? 

。°。°。°。°。°

“No fucking way.” Steve said exasperatedly, shaking his head and denying what Eddie told him for the hundredth time. 

Eddie groaned, growing frustrated, “Yes fucking way, dude, ask her!” 

“Ask her what, whether you fucked her or not?” Steve narrowed his gaze when he turned to him, words laced with bitterness, if Eddie didn't know him better he'd say Steve was jealous. 

And he was.

“Yeah, because I did, and she fucking loved it.” 

“Bullshit.” Steve spat, his face still wearing a shocked look that had Eddie grinning. 

His mind was almost spiraling, that insecurity he felt years ago almost returning and the image was quick to shatter. Why didn’t you want him? Why did you want Eddie? 

“C’mon, Stevie,” He elbowed Steve playfully, enjoying this. Steve gloated for days about you, for days. And now he had something bigger to tease him with.

Because you, who rejected every idiotic boy in this town, who even rejected 'King Steve' begged for Eddie. And he couldn't help but bask in that, especially to annoy Steve further. “Don’t be jealous, I thought you said we could share.” Eddie grinned like an idiot, brushing his shoulder against his teasingly.

And it was getting to Steve, the idea that you didn’t want him. Like you could see right through his King Steve bullshit. “Fuck you, man.” 

“So, what? You can have her, but I can’t?” He said with a little bitterness spilling out, eyeing Steve. 

“No, dude, just—” Steve sighed, “I can’t fucking get my mind off of her.” He mumbled, almost embarrassed.

“Neither can I!”

“So what the fuck are we supposed to do now?” Desperate, pathetic, and horny. Ironically, that’s how you were feeling too, without knowing that’s exactly what the boys were feeling too. 

“Don’t worry, I’ve got that covered.” Steve looked at Eddie with a narrowed gaze.

“She’s coming to the show tonight,” Eddie hummed excitedly, “and she asked me to invite you too.”

Holy shit. That brought a saccharine smile on Steve’s face, it was stupid, to be so excited over something like this. But that meant you did want him. Stirring his stomach in the best and worst way possible, he wanted to shake it off, but he fucking couldn’t.

Jesus fucking Christ. What were you doing to him?

“Dude, do you realize what that means?” 

“What?” Eddie inquired. 

“Oh my sweet, sweet, Munson…” Steve tssked, “She wants both of us.”

“Oh, shit.” The realization was slow to hit Eddie, his mind still replaying what happened with you over and over again. “Wait you— uh, you’re okay with that?” Eddie asked, almost nervous. 

“Yeah, dude, why wouldn’t I be?” Steve shrugged carelessly, it wasn’t anything they hadn’t done before, but Eddie still felt nervous, because this time it did feel different, with both of you. 

“Besides we can’t keep our girl depraved now, can we?” 

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Perv!Illumi x Fem!Reader

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warnings: pervy Illumi, yandere behavior, masturbation, panty stealing, he’s kind of yucky, breeding, pregnancy

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Illumi had never experienced sexual attraction before. Had he gotten some morning wood once or twice? Yes, but he rarely felt the urge to jack off.

That was… until he met you.

He wasn’t quite sure what made you so appealing. You looked ordinary, at least… you should have. Illumi had been surrounded by the worlds most beautiful women since he was but a boy… yet here he was, getting hard over a girl he had barely met.

Maybe it was your soft curves, or the ways your hips swayed when you walked… it could have even been your sweet voice, and those pretty, glossy lips that made him want to pull you in and taste the shiny lipgloss you were wearing…

Whatever it was, ever since he first laid eyes on you, Illumi’s body had been acting strangely. Even a whiff of your perfume could have his cock twitching, standing at attention and ready for you… it was quite embarrassing, or it would have been if Illumi had any shame.

No, the only reason Illumi his his overwhelming desire for you was because he wanted these feelings to go away as quickly as possible. He couldn’t fall for some nobody Hunter with nen weaker than all the other applicants that had passed with you. No, Illumi was supposed to marry the best of the best, a woman whose womb could bear a strong heir.

But… that didn’t stop him from acting on some of his urges…

Unfortunately, Illumi couldn’t seem to let you out of his sight. It was annoying, following you around as you did your little daily chores in town. He could hardly get any work done when you looked so cute. You didn’t even realize your panties were showing when you bent over to pick up a coin…

When he couldn’t be constantly watching over you, Illumi would steal little trinkets from your home to… keep him satiated. Used panties, your lipgloss, and clothing items that smelled like your perfume.

He’d wrap your panties around his cock as he jerked off, your cardigan pressed against his face. If he really focused, he could imagine your pussy tightening around him, your plump thighs pressing against him as he bounced you on his cock…

He’d cum buckets into your panties, then break into your apartment and drop them off on your floor, like a cat leaving a dead mouse as a gift.

After a while, his urges grew and grew, until your panties just weren’t enough for him anymore.

Wooing you wasn’t too hard, and getting into your pants was easier than he would have though. The fact you were a virgin was very surprising… but welcomed. After all, he was a virgin as well.

The second his cock sunk into you, he immediately knew that he could never let you go. To hell with a strong heir, he wanted you, and only you. You were the only one that could make him feel this way… soft, vulnerable, and so goddamn horny.

Poor, poor you, having Illumi fuck into you for hours on end, unable to pull out of your pretty, warm cunt. He fucked so much cum into you that you felt so swollen and full…

Even after he was done, he didn’t pull out. Instead, he held you close, kissing the top of your head. “You’re all mine, darling. I’ll have wedding preparations ready within a week.”

You were much too exhausted to argue… and you weren’t sure you could say no to Illumi Zoldyck… so you just slept, accepting your fate. You’d be taken care of, and would never have to worry about anything ever again.

Shortly, Illumi would have his now pregnant wife in his home, where she would be safe, and where he could ravish her whenever he felt like it.

[drewstarkeyslut]

IN FOR IT ᡣ𐭩

ok babes, i'm literally doing something seriously out of my comfort zone. just a little something i guess....THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING so please keep that in mind + don’t come for me. i literally tried my fucking best — idk how to format or anything either so please don't judge. IM NERVOUS OK BYEE😂

Summary: rafe walks in on you masturbating, and he decides to put you to use.

Warnings: mdni nsfw 18+, oral sex (male receiving), throat fucking, daddy kink, choking.. use of slut/whore. idk what else? that's about it

you knew rafe would be home soon but waiting was not an option right now. you already waited all morning and quite honestly you wanted to get caught because you knew the exact reaction you would get from him.

you waste no time getting comfortable and taking your clothes off in a hurry. once you were sprawled out on the couch you reach down towards your pussy and start rubbing your clit in a circular motion. the only thing on your mind was rafe’s cock balls deep in your cunt.

“yes! yes! omg! rafe right there! feels s'good” you scream out which catches rafe’s attention as he enters the living room. he just came home not even five minutes after you started. he see’s you on the couch legs spread wide open, rubbing yourself to the thought of him. rafe smirks, head shaking as he walks towards you. "what do you think you're doing y/n?"

“rafe!? you’re home earlier than usual, i—i was just…so fucking horny i needed to feel you but i just couldn't wait any longer” you whine out, slightly embarrassed at being caught for the first time yet turned on at the same time.

the look rafe had in his eyes was unreadable, making you worry. you start closing your legs as fast as you could but rafe was faster. his strong hands pry your legs wide open as far as they would go.

“shut up y/n. i really don't want to hear it. don't feed me that bullshit.” rafe grits out, towering over your naked body.

“y’know i’m going to punish you for this but a slut like you would love that wouldn’t you? couldn’t even wait for me to come home. shit, just had to touch yourself like the fucking whore you are, yeah?" rafe groans in your ear as he harshly slaps your pussy.

“ahhhh! mmmm, i’m really sorry daddy i swear, was just thinking about you, missin' you…and i got carried away, that’s all..i know i wasn't supposed to touch myself without your permission" you start rambling.

“aw how sweet, you missin’ me? that’s real damn cute but ah ah, don’t think you’re getting off the hook so easily pretty girl, you want my cock that bad huh?” rafe smirks, eyes turning dark with lust.

“yes rafe, please, i need you, need your cock.. i don’t care, just need your cum r-right now so fucking bad. i’ll do anything please, wanna be your little cumslut” you beg, giving rafe pleading eyes.

he wastes no time undoing his belt and pulling his pants down just enough for his throbbing hard cock to spring free slapping his stomach, precum already dripping from his tip. you swear you could've came just from the sight of rafes perfect cock standing at attention for you.

rafe has zero patience as he grabs you by your throat, gripping you so hard it was sure to leave a mark. he pulls you down onto the floor on your knees. he lets go of your neck with aggression it made your head throw back a bit. you were sure you were close to passing out but thankful rafe let go of your neck when he did.

“we're not going to have any problems here now are we, y/n?” you're going to be a good girl for daddy and suck yeah? ” he groans, eyes darting from your lips to his hard length.

when rafe tells you to do something you always do as you’re told honestly scared of what could happen if you didn’t listen. you really didn’t want to find out either.

“hey, listen, daddy is talking to you, be a good little slut for me hmmm?" rafe jeers as he grabs your chin making you look up at him.

“yes daddy, going to be on my best behavior” you smile up at him licking your lips.

“that's what i thought, open that pretty little mouth of yours and put it to use, stick your tongue out” rafe demands.

you obey as he slaps the tip of his cock on your tongue. his salty precum coating your tongue, making you shiver, and leaving your pussy throbbing with need. the wetness from your cunt leaking down your thighs.

too horny at this point and knowing you weren’t going to be able to cum tonight, you start working his cock with both hands, twisting and tugging while licking and sucking his cock. your filthy little mouth going far down his length, taking as much as you could before gagging.

"god, you're such a fucking slut, i bet you’re soaking wet already and i didn't even touch you. look at you getting all cock drunk like the whore you are" rafe teases.

you remove your mouth from his cock, a string of spit that connected from your mouth to his shaft coming undone, making quite the mess. you were now officially cock drunk. licking stripes up and down his cock while stroking with both hands, alternating between licking and sucking, after each deep throat making sure to add the popping sound that rafe loved so much. it drove him wild.

for a slight moment you take the time to appreciate the view in front you. rafe's cock standing at attention just for you, smothered in both spit and precum, throbbing with intense need to empty his seed.

cupping his balls, you start to massage them making rafe gasp with pleasure. “you like that daddy? when i squeeze and lick them?” you tease as you start licking at his balls, giving them a little suck. rafe’s moans filling the room. this gives you more motivation and you start to ravish his cock while caressing his balls. your tongue is going absolutely feral all over his throbbing cock.

you are sucking him with extreme passion, your head starting to go dizzy. he is a moaning mess above you, mouth open, and head tilted back. he was completely blissed out turning you on even more.

you’re going to deep you start to choke. unable to breathe you try pulling away, but rafe grabs the back of your head and thrusts deeper into your mouth.

“this dick too big for you to handle, huh?” rafe laughs. you could only nod your head in response. “fuck, you’ll be fine, come on you got it baby. just like that. feels so fuckin’ good” you look up at him with red teary eyes and drool dripping from the sides of your mouth.

“god damn, you look so beautiful like this” he groans as he slaps your cheek and pulls your hair into a makeshift ponytail. he starts guiding your head back and forth on his cock, slow but deep. he was in complete euphoria.

something about you looking up at him with those innocent doe eyes had him on the edge. he plants a kiss on your forehead then grabs the back of your head once more and starts to thrust into your mouth at a sloppy pace. he was fucking your face so brutally you definitely couldn’t breathe. rafe could care less, he just wanted to empty his warm seed down your throat.

things were getting real intense. you were a moaning mess, your moans vibrating down his shaft.

“oooh shit! don’t you fucking stop! i’m—i’m gonna cum y/n, fuuuuuck!!” rafe practically screams, room filled with his loud moans. his cock starts to pulsate as warm spurts of cum shoot down your throat.

you make sure to swallow every single drop because you can hear rafe in your head, “that's what good girls do, they swallow.”

“mmm, fuck rafe. tastes soo good, i swallowed it all, just for you. did i do good daddy?” you question rafe as you stare up at him with such an innocent look.

“always my good girl baby, now open that filthy, slutty mouth of yours and let me see and let me see” rafe demands as he grabs your chin and tilts your head back. you open your mouth showing him that every last drop of his cum had been swallowed.

“oh yeah, you’re daddy's good little cumslut. always making me feel so fuckin' good, and don’t worry i’m just getting started princess, not even done with you yet. take your sexy ass to the bedroom” rafe slaps your ass as you get up and start walking towards the hallway.

[xiihyunn]

First (18+)

G!P Vada Cavell x fem!reader

warning: g!p vada, both of them are virgins, watching porn, blowjob, inexperienced r, praising kink, gagging, choking, hair tugging, and rambly, desperate, and perverted vada.

summary: — wherein vada and r were watching porn together. but then vada had something hard underneath her boxers, and you touched it thinking it was your plushie. what do you think will happen next?

word count: 2.1k

a/n: this was a request frm one of u pretty ladies, and i will say sorry in advance if this is shitty.

3rd person POV

"Vads can you like, stop shifting on your seat?"

You groaned a bit after seeing your girlfriend give you a quick side eye before adjusting her sitting position once more.

Both of you were sitting side by side, while watching…

"Oh fuck yes daddy~! Finger me hard like your slut, please!"

Porn. You both were watching Porn.

Surprisingly this wasn't Vada's idea, but instead it was yours. Mia just kept talking about her sex life with this girl she was seeing, and you being an 18 year old virgin, it got you curious.

How do people initiate sex? What's the mood for it? How do they not get shy showing another person their naked body? Why is sex lowkey unsanitary? How do people get turned on by just kissing? And does it actually feel good?

Your thoughts consume you ever since Mia over shared how good giving someone head was, so you told Vada about wanting to watch porn together.

Vada of course immediately said yes, a bit too quick, but that was just how your girlfriend was. Always horny, and not to mention her obsession for porn.

But ironically enough, you knew Vada was a virgin. You were surprised, how could someone as dirty as Vada, be a virgin? It just doesn't sit right with you, but you brushed it off. Vada was an experienced virgin, whatever that meant.

"Sorry.. My leg felt a bit squished. I was sitting wrong you know? Though my bed's big, things like this could happen!"

You gave Vada a small smile, she was always so cute when she rambled and that was one of the reasons why you love her.

"Yes, yes baby. Just make yourself comfortable okay?" You said. Vada nodded her head looking like a small pup, "Yes ma'am!"

"Oh~ ah! Right there daddy—! You fuck me so-so well."

Snapping your head back to the laptop by the actresses moaning, another wave of wetness escaped your center.

You were horny, really horny. The fact that your girlfriend was also beside you watching it, made you even hotter. You rested your back onto the bed's headboard, as you felt your sensitive bud brushing against your shirt.

Taking a deep breath once more, you focused on the screen. Your flushed face, your wet panties that you swore were seeping out into Vada's sheets, raging breaths, and the feeling of your juices slipping out of you made you adjust your position.

"Hey Vads, can I borrow the plushie real quick?" Without waiting for your girlfriend's approval, your hand reaches down to her crotch area where the penguin plushie was supposed to be.

"Wait!"

Before you could stop your hand, your fingers came in contact with something hard. Once your hand was palming the object, Vada's breath hitches.

You felt confused. The plushie wasn't hard, it was soft and not this thick. Tilting your head to the side, you ran your hands down and tried to make out what it was.

"B-Baby, I don't think it's the kind of plushie you were looking for…" Vada's face reddens, as she throws her head back. She gave out a long exhale and bit her lip.

"Oh fuck," Vada muttered.

"What..?"

Realization punched you on the stomach, as Vada looked at you with a smirk on her face. Your eyes widened, retreating your hand to your side, and you felt your face slowly becoming hot. You opened your mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

“Why did you stop? I was actually starting to enjoy it.” Vada tilts her head, and cocks a brow up at you with her lips upwards to a sly grin.

"Vada, I-I am so, so, sorry. I t-thought it was my… plushie…" You look down in embarrassment, trying not to meet your girlfriend teasing eyes.

Vada chuckles dryly. "It is your plushie, just not the soft and fluffy ones." Vada's fingers held your chin to lift your head up, you bit your lip once you held eye contact.

Still hearing the moans from the site opened up, a particular sentence caught you off guard.

"Why don't you suck daddy's dick huh? Take my cock all in, like a good little whore."

Your face heats up from hearing the man's voice. You back up from Vada's touch, clearing your throat as you lean on the headboard again.

The tension was rising. Sexual tension.

Your body was hot, and everytime you'd inhale and exhale, you still felt the cloth brushing against the bud of your chest. There was a heavy weight in the air, staying in the room just being around. You didn’t know what to do, Vada still hasn’t said anything to your apology and you were starting to get anxious.

Fuck. You thought, How could I forget my girlfriend has a dick? Now it’s so awkward between us now, Jesus thanks a lot Y/n.

But it was so… big, thick and… hard. I wonder what’s it like to—

You shook your head to snap back into reality, oblivious to Vada turning her head to look at you. “You could’ve just told me you wanted to touch it again, and not randomly shake your head right babe? You gave Vada a weird look, “What are you talking about?” You said, trying to sound confident.

Your POV

Vada stares at me with something in her eyes, before she grabs my hand and guides it back to where her hard-on was. Feeling her clothed dick on my hands, I unconsciously held my breath. I was touching my girlfriend’s cock, Vada’s cock.

"That's all for you," Vada whispers.

A pit on my stomach started to form, as a blush crept up my cheeks. Vada gently pushed my hand further on her manhood, as she bit her lip. "Can you take care of me, Y/n? I-It feels so good, shit."

Vada started humping on my hand, and I sat there dumbfounded. "I'm not really good at this Vads, I'm still a… you know." Vada ignored me as she parts her legs open, and patted on the empty space in front of her.

"And I am too… Let's just make this our 1st lesson about sex, I mean the reason why you wanted to watch porn with me was because you were curious right?"

Removing my hands from Vada's crotch, I settled between her legs. The beating of my heart could be heart from a mile away, I was nervous but— I really want to taste my girlfriend.

Vada caresses her clothed dick in her hands, the pre-cum staining her gray short a bit, as she removes them. I sat on the bed not knowing what to do, other than stare at her bulge.

"Just use your tongue, and suck. You're a fast learner right baby?" I nodded slowly, as Vada gestured for me to bend down to face her center. My face was directly on top of her bump, and I faintly saw it twitching, causing me to rub my thighs together.

"Go ahead and open it, it's your advance birthday present." I wanted to roll my eyes at her, my birthday was 3 months ago.

Grabbing the hem of Vada's boxers, I pulled it down for her hot dick to smack my nose. I flinched at the contact, as I heard Vada giggling.

"You're so cute, baby. It's just my dick."

I frowned softly, "Exactly Vada, it's your dick."

Her pre-cum smudged against the tip of my nose, as there it stood tall and proud over my face.

"You can touch it, it won't fall off."

Swallowing hard, my finger poked it. Vada's dick immediately responded by a small twitch, and the angry colored tip oozed out more white stuff, as Vada's fingers lost itself on my scalp.

"That's it baby, don't be shy." Vada muttered.

"Don't we need lube or something..?" I asked, looking up at her eyes. Vada leaned down and gave me a kiss, "Use your saliva." She mumbles on my lips.

Nodding slowly, I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out giving her red tip a kitten lick. Vada groaned a bit, as I felt her tugging my hair asking for more.

Sticking my tongue out fully, I grabbed her dick on my hand, lowering my face into the bed more, as I ran my tongue from the base all the way to her salty tip.

Coating Vada's cock with my saliva, I gathered my spit, and aimed to hit her dick. Vada curses, "Oh baby, you're doing so good. Keep going."

Pumping my hand on her cock, the spit fully coated it, as Vada pushed my head into it. "I need it inside of your mouth, please Y/n," Vada whispers.

I gave her a hesitant nod and muttered a quick 'okay' before opening my mouth wide, angling her dick before I took her length in.

Humming at the hot, thick, and her salty dick. Vada moans, as she throws her head back tugging on my scalp. "Jesus, your mouth's so fucking warm." Vada said.

Closing my eyes, I slowly bobbed my head on Vada's cock. Her fingers squeezed my hair more, as I used my tongue to gaze over the base.

"Yes, just like that baby. You're a natural at this, shit—!" Vada grabbed all my hair, and tied it up using her hand, as she bucked her hips at me. I picked up my pase, sucking and swirling at her dick like a lollipop.

Vada moans grew, and I felt myself drenched in my own juices. Keeping the rhythm, I pushed my head all the way until my nose hit Vada's pubic hair.

I felt her cock hitting the back of my throat, as my mouth squeezed her. "Fuck!" Vada screamed.

I gagged at the feeling about to pull out, but then Vada's hands grabbed my face and started fucking it. I moaned at the rough speed, sending vibrations to her abdomen as she jerked her hips on my face.

"Oh my God Y/n, you feel so fucking good. If I had known you were this astounding, I would have fucked this pretty little mouth of yours sooner."

Tears escaped my eyes, as I felt Vada's dick repeatedly hitting my esophagus. Suddenly, my built up saliva went down the wrong hole while I was trying to breath, causing me to choke.

"Mhmm!" I patted Vada's thighs, opening my eyes wide open as I looked up at her. Vada's face was curled up into pleasure, biting her lip with a smirk, as she just looked down on me.

"Breathe with your nose, baby." Vada pants, as she pounds her hips upward, and pushes my head into her more. Drool started to run down her cock onto her balls, as Vada cursed one more time.

"I'm close," Vada said.

Forcing to swallow my choke mixed with her pre-cum. I gripped onto her thighs, as Vada's hips continuously ram inside my mouth causing me to let out another groan.

"Babe, I am so c-close, be a good girl and drink it all o-kay?"

Panic filled my brain as I opened my eyes again to look up at her. Meeting her half lidded lustful eyes, I silently begged her not to cum inside.

"This is our 1st lesson, remember? You need to learn how to swallow my cum, baby."

Vada roughly tugs on my hair, "I'm gonna cum." My eyes widened and quickly shot them closed, as Vada thrusted her cock into my mouth one more time before I felt ropes and ropes of hot jizz shooting down at the back of my throat.

I started choking on her dick, as I felt her cum slide down on my windpipe. Vada finally lets go of my head, and I sat back up coughing her jizz out of my mouth.

"Not cool Cavell!"

Grabbing my chest, I felt her rubbing my back slowly, but still seeing her limp dick oozing out cum on her bed in my peripheral vision.

Hot.

"I-I'm sorry! It just felt so good, I just had to! I'm so sorry, princess.."

That was fucking hot though. I hope I choke more on your cum.

"No kisses for a week, Vada."

[calummss]

Sheldon Cooper Blurb

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summary: sheldon’s hot new gf pays him a visit

pairing: fem! reader x sheldon cooper

words: 600

why i wrote this? bc jim parsons is so attractive to me and no one writes fics about him

Raj, Howard, Leonard where gathered together in front of the TV, their eyes glued onto the screen showing the newest unreleased footage of Star Wars. Absorbed into their world, a knocking on the door was heard.

Knock knock

Leonard stood up only to be ambushed by a half-jogging Sheldon, a rare sight for mankind, as he went towards the door. ‘That will be for me.’

Sheldon opened the door to reveal the prettiest girl any of the boys had seen. Their mouths gaping at her as she hugged Sheldon to greet him, Sheldon accepting the hug. Second weirdest thing to have happened in the apartment since Sheldom speed walked to the door.

‘Sheldon, who is this?’ Leonard asks, his tone between sweet and hostile.

‘Yes, Sheldon, who is this?’ Howard repeated, his usual sarcasm sweeping his words. ‘You didn’t happen to tell her that you are Sheldon Cooper.’

‘Well of course! Meeting Sheldon Cooper is a great honour, you know when I was—‘

‘Introduce us,’ Leonard cut Sheldon off, taken a back a bit.

‘Ah yes. Meet Y/n, my girlfriend .’ Sheldon introduced you, as you gave them a small wave, the three boys staring at you like Sheldon had given them amazing news but all they did was look shocked, their eyes and mouths never shutting. ‘I met Y/n at the Cheesecake Factory after Penny got my order wrong. I don’t know how that happened since I always order the same thing but one's simple mind can be overwhelmed with orders I suppose, even if it was only us there…’

‘Hi, I’m Y/n.’

‘Your Penny’s friend?’ Howard asked.

‘Yes.’

‘And Penny made me go on a date with Bernadette?’ He stared ahead of him, eyes almost popping out of their sockers

Sheldon turned his head, unaware of how to react to Howard’s outburst.

You also gave Sheldon a confused look to which he replied, ‘No worries, Social interaction with a spark of unsolicited germ exchange.’

‘So how did a theoretical physicist pick her up?’ Leonard gaped at the pair.

‘Oh I didn’t pick her up. I think you’re referring to is how we met?’

‘Yes, Sheldon…’

Suddenly Penny bolted through the door, phone in hand, ‘Sheldon has a girlfriend!? Y/n it’s you?’

‘If I may resume to Leonard’s question, I was minding my own business staring at the bird I was sure was out to kill me when she walked up to me with the words: You’re cute. I want you. Quite demanding if I might add.’ Sheldon gave you a brief look. ‘Straight to the point which is just right up my alley.’

‘You went up to Sheldon?’ Howard checked in on the facts with you.

‘Yes.’

‘I’m sorry what?’ He replied, his eyes crossing.

‘Have you met him? Like met him?’

‘Yes.’

‘So you know he’s an extremely arrogant, narcissistic, ruthless, entitled, self-righteous, cold, condescending, selfish, pompous person, right?’ Howard said.

‘He’s also cute, lanky and gets me horny just doing his silly physics rants so if you don’t mind,’ You grabbed Sheldon’s hand, third weirdest thing to have happend in the apartment, ‘I have to give him something else to think about,’

The mouths couldn’t have been wider.

‘But today is game night,’ Sheldon whined.

‘Sheldon…’

Sheldon avoided eye contact, his eyes darting across the room.

‘Sheldon.’

‘Yes, Ma’am.’ He responded immer, holding your hand and following you to his bedroom, leaving Raj, Howard, Leonard and Penny alone.

‘Did Sheldon just bring the hottest girl in the state of California through this door?’ Raj said.

‘Yes.’ They all said union.

‘And he’s getting sex even though he didn’t ask?’

‘Yes.’

‘Dammit.’ Howard hissed.

[arabzian]

TEENS JJK MEN WITH A CHUBBY GF <3

(sorry for my bad English ): )

tags: chubby reader, fem reader, princess treatment, teen gojo, teen nanamin, heavy smut.

TEEN GOJO (blowjob, oral f receiving)

- you two weren’t in the same high school, you met during a basket ball match where his high school team was against yours.

- you sat among the public, watching the boys of your high school playing and especially your brother who was playing as well.

- you shouted his name and encouraging him with the rest of you girls friends.

- at the end of the game, you would want to eat and chill at your favorite fast-food with your friends and brother but a cute girl with short hair came to your way.

- "Hey my name is shoko, I know we don’t know each other but my friend have a huge crush on you right now. He said he didn’t score any goal because he was too focused on you."

- All of your friends laughed while you wanted to die of embarrassment.

- But… why not ? You followed this girl shoko and say to you friend that you will came back soon.

- You never came back.

- When Gojo saw you come with Shoko, he almost try to hide behind a tree.

- "Hi", you said shyly to him. "You wanted to see me ?"

- "Y…Yeah, I don’t know if you have a boyfriend but… Even if you had I don’t care, would you want to go out with me sometimes ?"

- Gojo and you weren’t officially dating, you two just casually hang out after high school. He would pick you up in front of your school with his car then drive you to places to just spend time with you.

- Some people were absolutely shock to see you two together. Sometimes in public places you heard some girls or boys laughing at you two or saying things such as "how could he be with her ? Did he lost a bet or something ?"

- Teen Gojo had a very short temper so he will beat them up. Except the girls, in front of them he would prefer to kiss you and it made them jealous every time.

- One day after your birthday party, you cleaned your apartment with him and suddenly, he stopped to watch you.

- This scene felt somehow domestic to him, he wanted to live with you after your graduation and clean stuff with you, cook with you… Basically, do anything with you will make him happy.

- "Y/N… I want to be your boyfriend, I really like you I want people to know that we are together".

- After that you said yes, he lift you up like a princess to… your bedroom.

- He was dreaming of it since he saw you at that basket ball match, he absolutely was fond of girls like you.

- His big and veiny hand was all over your squishy thighs while his other hand was gently holding your cheek, Gojo was litteraly sucking your tongue he wanted you so much.

- "Gojo please.. I am not comfortable with my body yet…"

- "What do you mean ? You have so many stretch marks you look like a baby tiger."

- Was this supposed to be a compliment ?

- You didn’t understand until you noticed that he was having a boner and you weren’t even naked.

- "You are so fucking perfect for me, I dare you to think that just because you have curves you do not deserve to be fucked."

- "I didn’t think that-"

- He reassured you in his own manners bc he was so horny like he couldn’t even properly talk, he sounded like an animal right now but you get him 😭

- Gojo was litteraly having the time of his life; he felt so privileged to touch you.

- He was fingering you while making hickeys on your neck; your pussy dripped in juice; you were too shy to admit him but he was doing it so well.

- You were too ashamed to moan but he went feral with his fingers so you ended up crying and moaning his name.

- "Can I eat your pussy ?"

- Consent king but you were so embarrassed like how can someone would ask such a question-

- you said yes.

- He was sucking your clit and drinking your juice (mixed with pee) like his life depended.

- You came in his mouth, your cum was dripping all over his jaw and a smile was on his face when he saw your cute expression on your face.

- "I am not finished with you."

- He pull out his dick out of his pants, he was so thick and so big, his dick was a little bit curvy you wanted it so bad Gojo was so perfect.

- before he could say anything, you started sucking him.

- He moaned due to the contact of your lips with his tip, he was so surprised like ????????

- "Wait you do not have to do that-"

- You looked at him with such a lustful stare, he did no longer control himself at this point.

- He hold your adorable cheeks between his hands and started to thrust his length into your mouth.

- He would stuff it to the base from his tip; it touched your throat and he asked himself how could you take him so well ? Like all of his dick was inside your mouth, you are such a queen he loves you so much.

- Before cumming, he did not know if it was ok to do it in your mouth so he would pull out his dick from your lips.

- You already love his dick so so much like you licked the length then the tip on your own.

- You opened your mouth wide, stick out your tongue for him to cum inside.

- You were on your hands and your knees like a pretty dog asking for a bone. Tits out and precum all over your jaw.

- He went crazy, Gojo grabbed your head and stuffed himself into you throat.

- This one of the best blowjob he had on his entiere life and it was your first time with him ? He would never let you go : you are made for him.

- He came so much that his cum was dripping all over your jaw, neck and tits.

- "It’s only the beginning, you will not be able to walk tomorrow I swear, I will fuck you so much you are not ready."

- He did.

- Lucky your parents weren’t home that night because you were screaming all the night, you were crying his name, screaming for help, Gojo was having the time of his life with you.

- He loves you so much, he has never been in love before you to be honest and right now, he could feel himself burning from the inside because of you.

- Gojo will bully anyone who would make fun of your weight or apparence. He is not joking, he became Regina George for the last year of high school.

TEEN NANAMI (oral f receiving, quickies)

- he had a huge crush on you since middle school and nobody knows it. He did not talk about it to his friend Haibara because he was so ashamed.

- Nanami is the emo kid of your high school, he looks always annoyed, do middle finger to teachers when they become too annoying and always has music blasting into his ears.

- And you were nothing like that.

- You always dress so pretty, you had the prettiest outfits of all your high school. You weren’t ashamed of your body at all. You were confident, always nice and smiling, even sassy sometimes.

- One day you were in sport class and you wore a sport suits that complimented your curves and body so well that Nanami had a boner this day.

- "I have to go the toilet I am sorry", whispered Nanami to Haibara.

- Surprised, Haibara decided to go with him, maybe Nanami was feeling sick ?

- "Nanami are you okay?", "Yes Yes.. Haibara, do you have a big shirt ou sweatshirt to lend me please I…"

- And then Haibara noticed it, he would laugh so loudly that Nanami could feel the shame consume him.

- "This is not funny…", "I am sorry but you were having a boner in the middle of sport class like, did you get turn on by our old teacher?"

- "By Y/N".

- "…Huh..? WHAT?!"

- "Listen, do not tell anybody okay? She doesn’t even know that I exist."

- "Nanami are you joking ? You love her ? Go and tell her !!"

- Haibara was a big fan of romance, shojo, love in general etc, he was living the moment.

- "Haibara, do you even think that someone like me has his chance with her ? She looks like a princess from a Disney movie and I … I look like nothing."

- "Nanami you are good-looking too are you kidding ?! Go ask her before she gets in a relationship!"

- "I don’t know.."

- "Well, with this attitude it’s true that she would never be interested in you."

- On Valentine’s Day, while you were talking with your girls friends in front of your class, you felt that someone was behind you.

- "Sorry to bother you y/n but…"

- You turned around to see this tall blond guy that you sometimes saw in the cafeteria during lunch time.

- He was holding a pretty rose and he looked so nervous.

- "Are you okay ?", you looked so worried. it made him burst from the inside, how could you be so adorable ?

- "I wanted to give you this flower.. Hm… Er… Happy Valentine’s Day." He was so ashamed of his own behaviour like he was so corny he didn’t know what to say. All of your friends was watching him and laughing.

- "Thank you, it’s so cute! I don’t have any flower to give you so, is it okay if we hang out after class ?"

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- Nanami’s cheeks was so red he felt all of his face burn. He was looking away while saying "yeah.. it could be fun.." he was so happy he didn’t know how to act right now.

- At the end of the day, you two go for a walk in the city, you were having small talk and even if nanami participated in the conversation. His mind was somewhere else.

- He was so nervous around you, you intimidated him but in the good way.

- "Are you hungry ? Did you eat ?", he asks, he wanted to invited you to eat something.

- "Yes I am a little bit hungry to be honest…"

- "Can I invite you ? I know a place where the food is amazing".

- "I really want to Nanami but I can’t, it’s summer soon and I want to lose a few pounds.."

- "Huh?", he looked a little bit pissed. "losing weight ? For what?"

- "Can’t you see ?", you laughed, "I am little bit overweight".

- "What ? I think you look great… " I did not want to make a full compliment because he was afraid to sound like a creep.

- "Thank you Nanami, but my mom said she won’t buy me more clothes if I don’t lose weight so I have to continue my diet. I am so sorry".

- Her mom was such an asshole, nanami would never understand how a parent could make their child hate themselves.

- Especially you, having curves suited you so well like it was a part of your charm and identity. Nanami always liked chubby girls so hearing you that you don’t like yourself…

- He pulled up in his car the next day after school to go shopping with you.

- you accepted shyly, he was being so determined here 😭

- "Buy what you want," he said while you were looking at some dresses, you were so embarrassed you felt like a burden.

- "Nanami, you don’t have to-", "I insist, please, it’s a pleasure to buy you things".

- Offering gifts was part of his love language.

- You were in the fitting room, you were trying on a pretty sundress who was flattering your cleavage so much but you were wondering if it wasn’t too much.

- "Nanami can you come please?"

- He was behind you and you turned around to show him that dress.

- "What do you think ? I was wondering if it wasn’t too much actually.."

- You waited for an answer but he didn’t say anything.

- He was staring at your body, you felt his eyes on your chest and thighs and you began to be uncomfortable.

- "Nanami..?"

- Like the last time, a boner appeared on his crotch and you noticed it.

- "I am sorry.. shit.." he groaned.

- You were looking at him apologizing.

- "You look absolutely beautiful. I don’t think it’s too much at all, that kind of cloths suit you so well actually".

- The atmosphere was so heavy right now, Nanami kept apologising and he said he would wait for you in his car, he let you with his credit card.

- "I am going to kill myself", he said while hitting his head against his car steering wheel.

- You came back an hour later with two shopping bags, you thank him while entering in the car and giving him back his credit card.

- "It was so nice, thank you nanami."

- "It’s nothing, I am happy to pay you new clothes, your mom is so dumb I swear".

- You stare at him for a second before kissing him.

- "I am sorry.. I-"

- he kissed you back and it escalated very quickly. You wore the dress you was trying on earlier and he didn’t even bother to hide his boner anymore.

- while he was kissing you, he started to gently fingering you. You let out small moans while kissing him.

- "You look so good in that dress, let me eat your pussy please", he said breathy.

- He did. Nanami was actually obsessed with you.

- While nanami was licking and sucking your clit, he strokes his own dick. It made him so horny to have sex with you in his car.

- He was eating that fat pussy of yours, you were his dream girl and he was living the time of his life.

- He let hickeys on your inner thighs and boobs.

- Right now, you were on the back seat, on your knees, back arched like a cat while nanami was fucking you from behind.

- He hold your squishy tummy while thrusting into your pussy, hitting all the right spots.

- "I’ve been waiting for this all my life, I love you so much", he moaned.

- He was blowing your back so violently you couldn’t say a properly answer, you were a moaning mess.

- He put two of his finger in your mouth and you were sucking them, "please let me be your boyfriend, I will always be there for you", his thrusts was faster and faster.

- You nodded your head, it’s all you could do, his hands were all over you.

- You two were the best and cutest couple of your high school tho. The emo boy with his princess girlfriend.

thank you for reading !!! Idk how to use Tumblr i litteraly start to publish here yesterday, if you want me to write something tell me !!!

[iraprince]

I love the entire concept of Cookie... the look, the fashion, the gender... Would you mind telling us a little more about him? I'm also intrigued about why she's named Cooking with Gorgeous!

HI i would LOVE to talk about george thank you so much. also this makes me realize i've never actually sat down and just made a post unabashedly infodumping at length abt an oc before and it seems silly that i haven't. i ask only for all dear readers to please temper their expectations for this post with the knowledge that i just smoked half a joint before sitting down to answer it. a small one. but still. anyway

FIRST OF ALL FOR THE UNACQUAINTED THIS IS COOKING WITH GORGEOUS, aka cookie or george for short. he uses he/him and she/her pronouns interchangeably!

hi sorry that's not cookie that's a horse in a bridal veil that i. found in my stuff while trying to scroll and find my cookie art. i just got distracted and had to show you. okay no for real here's cookie

he's the character i'm playing in a playtest campaign of the absolutely mesmerizing sapphicworld, an in-development ttrpg!!! and if i'm going to be talking about cookie i feel like i HAVE to say i think a huge amount of her charm and dazzle and charisma comes directly from the charm and dazzle and charisma of the setting i created her for. i know i am laying it on really thick right now but that is on purpose. i want, desperately and unashamedly, for this game to get really popular bc 1. it's genuinely that good. and it's not even DONE yet and 2. i want everyone to get into it so that everyone will make sapphicworld characters and then i'll get to see everyone's sapphicworld characters.

EDIT i'm scrolling back up here and adding a readmore bc this is already getting so long lol. you asked for "a little more" and apparently i have graciously decided this means "literally every fact about cookie that exists in my brain"

SO a lot of the info/tidbits i haven't shared about cookie are i guess gameplay-specific stuff... his title (which is like a class/playbook) is "The Noble Sweetheart," though in sapphicworld "nobility" no longer has anything to do with wealth or class, and is instead entirely about amassing a court purely via devotion/popularity; her subculture (which is like, Who You Hang Out With; drifters, goths, poets, debauchers, cowpokes, etc) is Babe; and her kind (which is like ancestries but in sapphicworld is really just like, a physical form, which u can change more or less at will) is Lunarthrope, which is basically a werewolf!! or more broadly a furry, since u always look like whatever were-animal you are 24/7. just MORE at night, tho i suppose i don't represent that aspect much in my cookie art... ANYWAY i am restraining myself from just sitting here and like. transcribing her entire character sheet. but basically what all this means is that cookie's role in the world (at least at the beginning of the campaign) is "Professionally — no, VOCATIONALLY Hot Person who everyone loves so so so so so so much." cookie really enjoys this role.

he's named cooking with gorgeous because he's an avid cook, and he wants to share that with you, and he's gorgeous!! though honestly the cooking hasn't ended up as important to his character as it was when i first came up with him, lol — but my initial concept was kind of like, what's the equivalent of a bouncy normie recipe blogger/lifestyle influencer but in the context of the lush horny trans deathless psychedelic universe of sapphicworld. and it's cooking with gorgeous, a doggirl dyke with big blue boobs (six of them!!) who is so devastatingly cute and darling that a bunch of people just kind of pledge their fealty to him for no real reason other than he feeds them. and is cute

also her name is def influenced by the fantastic names of many canon sapphicworld npcs! like, quick example list of some npc names off the top of my head: the booty commie, death cybernetic, princess eureka!, the culinary goof (whom cookie dislikes. btw.), pizza friday (whom cookie loves!!!)

cookie is very very determined, and she's ALMOST always very confident. even when she isn't feeling confident, she's still very good at forcing herself to keep putting one foot in front of the other — maybe just while screaming or crying or uncontrollably barking or at least very ardently complaining. he has a tendency to be spoiled and, like, tactless-via-obliviousness, so sometimes he can be grating to interact with, and he has a petty/vindictive streak; but in general he's an AGGRESSIVELY kind person and usually aims all his shrill, cheerful stubbornness directly toward the goal of refusing to accept anything but the best for everyone.

at the beginning of our campaign cookie has JUST received a brand new castle!!!! (chateau gorgeous.) which he doesn't actually "own" bc, remember, no wealth or class in sapphicworld, but he's the ENTHUSIASTIC new caretaker and is chomping at the bit to renovate it so ppl can live there and he can throw a bunch of magnificent parties and basically continue living exactly as he has been, But Even More Fabulous. obviously this is exactly when the main plot threat of the campaign shows up and spoils everything and compels cookie to go on his First Ever Adventure!!!!!! she HAS to save the world otherwise NOBODY will be able to go to the first big party at chateau gorgeous :((((

at this point to prevent myself from just like, giving you guys a play by play of the entire campaign so far i am going to just start listing every cookie fact i can think of as bullet points

🎀 he owns a magical sword in the shape of a giant microplane. it's called The Microplane. he pronounces this "mee-crow-plah-nay"

🎀 george desperately wants to resurrect The Dog-Lich, an entity that once ruled over all beasts from its palace on the moon but was murdered and torn to pieces in a cosmic war far in the past. her attitude towards this desire is 50% devoted lunar cultist, 50% parasocially obsessive twitter stan

🎀 this isn't really a cookie fact but going back to how his title is The Noble Sweetheart — just for a glimpse at party composition, his fellow party members' titles are The Intimate Scholar, The Tentacle Advocate, and The Tw*nk Controversial (the * is the canon spelling).

^ aforementioned tw*nk. its name is Mwah ("pronounced like the kiss you blow at someone you just fucked over"). mwah is played by @/squiddelyfather on twitter!

🎀 mwah and cookie used to be very, very tight, BEFORE mwah became the tw*nk controversial. now that it's so.... you know.... controversial, well. they're still very close, but it has gotten a little stilted and weird (and watching them slowly un-weird it together as the campaign goes on has been one of my fav roleplay experiences ever honestly)

🎀 cookie's other adventuremates, skarligge and delaryn, are both very indulgent towards him. delaryn acts the most grumpy/dismissive about it but is honestly sometimes the worst about spoiling cookie out of anyone in the party (skarligge's player is twt@/clown_dream and delaryn's is twt@/glaiveguisarme and hey while im at it our fantastic gm is the sapphicworld dev, twt@/ddemoneclipse. hi guys i hope u don't mind me chattering abt ur ocs here lol it's just hard to talk abt the best of cookie w/o bringing up everyone else's characters and roleplay also!!!)

🎀 cookie is very VERY sensitive and will burst into tears at the drop of a hat. the precursor to this is her eyes getting So So So Big And Wet And Round. one of my favorite bits to menace the other party members with is when something is not going cookie's way i will lean into my mic and say "cookie's eyes are getting so so so big. they're getting so big and wet and round and shiny. they're so so round and fucking big her eyes are like big wet black glass marbles" and this is like kryptonite to them. this is like getting hit with deadly radiation

🎀 oh speaking of fashion!!!! one of cookie's perks from being a Babe is that she can always change her look whenever she wants. she will ALWAYS have whatever outfit she needs and can quickchange instantly. wait this reminds me i have a bunch of seasonal holiday outfits sketched out and i don't think i've ever posted them here but it'll only let me put one more image in this post. well here have this one

🎀 okay well suddenly i have forgotten all other george facts so that's all for now!!! from now on i will try to just dump oc facts like this more often tho this is really fun. ty for getting me going lol!!!

[klaustozier]

so sweet ; arisu

SUMMARY: arisu and you are talking together until he takes the conversation the other way.

this is smut, be aware of what you read!

warnings: praise kinks, very cute, dirty talk, (and you guessed it) big cock!arisu, nipple play, breeding kink, cumplay at the end, a LOT of blushing, lots of kissing

word counting: 2k

english is not my first language so i'm sorry for any mistakes.

i got a little crazy at the end, but it was fun to me

i hope you like it.

"You are so beautiful", whispered Arisu.

You were lying under Arisu on his bed in his room at the beach mansion. He had asked you to spend the night with him, they were supposed to just be together talking, but things changed quickly when Arisu said he wanted to do something and you could accept it or not.

He kissed you as they sat next to each other on the bed, his hands tightened around your waist, kissing you gently. One of his hands remained on your waist while the other cupped the back of your head, kissing you so hard.

"Oh, fuck", he whispered, gently biting your bottom lip, giving your a peck, his cheeks blushing softly, "I needed to do this so badly", he whispered, giving you another peck.

"Make me yours, Arisu", you whispered, sliding your fingers over the brunette's reddened cheek.

He smiled, "I'm going to devour you", his voice was low, melodious, it made her want to melt.

"Arisu", you whispered, surprised, being kissed again.

Arisu removed your clothes gently, his hands caressing your skin, sliding his hand over your breasts, then down your legs and waist, all without breaking the kiss. His tongue rubbed against your, he was so sensual, the bastard knew what he was doing. His hands shook gently with the excitement of something new, he had experiences, but he had never thought about anyone so much in his life like he thought about you.

He hated himself for feeling his cheeks blush, but you thought it was adorable and, if you were honest, it only made you want to fuck him even more.

His leg was positioned between yours, you rocked your hips calmly while your hands caressed her black hair.

Arisu smiled, giving you a peck, "I can feel your pussy getting my thigh wet", the grin  he gave you made you gasp.

"Arisu", you whispered, "don't talk like that", now her cheeks blushed. How was that cute little thing saying such words?

"Adorable", he whispered back, giving you a soft peck, "Are you embarrassed that you're drooling over me?", he asked, pressing his leg even tighter into your pussy, making you purr, "I like to know that you're ready for me to eat you up", your cheeks blushed even more, making her smile, "So cute."

And he went back to kissing you. The brunette's big hands went down to your breasts and held them, sighing. Arisu ended the kiss only to run his lips down your neck, kissing the soft area.

"You're so beautiful", he whispered, sliding his tongue over your skin, eliciting a moan from your.

His lips trailed kisses down to your breasts, he sighed softly as he clasped them both in his hands and brought them closer together, his tongue flicking from one nipple to the other, his eyes focused on yours as his wet tongue licked them. Arisu smiled and sucked on your nipples, being gentle, his tongue rubbing against the sensitive skin, before pinching them in his fingers and moving up his face to kiss you.

Your face contorted with the pleasure you felt, moaning softly as you were kissed, his tongue curling around yours as your nipples were tortured. Your hips rolled, rubbed your pussy against Arisu's thigh, your pussy throbbing, you felt so horny and needy.

"You keep rubbing against me… you're so desperate", Ryohei laughed, and despite saying something with so much malice, you could still see that his cheeks were red, he wanted to overcome his shyness, but it wouldn't be today, "You want me to do something?"

"Please", you nodded softly, "do whatever you want with me."

Arisu smirked, his leg came out from between them and his fingers slipped through the wet lips, getting a moan from you, which drew a satisfied smile from his face. The brunette was kissing down your body, his big hands sliding over your skin, so softly, making your skin get goosebumps.

Upon reaching your pussy, Ryohei smiled, "So wet", and placed a kiss on your clit, "and just for me, isn't it, little girl?"

You nodded, your fingers sliding through his long hair as he hugged your thighs, "Just for you, Arisu."

Arisu was sweet, he was always kind and very delicate, but he liked to make a mess. The fingers of his right hand slid over her wet lips and parted them, watching carefully before sliding his tongue across the area, his eyes rolling back at the sweet taste and the little whimper you let out. His left hand slid down your thigh, stroking as his mouth sucked on your delicate clit.

"Arisu", you whimpered, your fingers fisting in his dark hair, your hips rolling against his mouth.

"Oh, fuck, this pussy", he whispered, two fingers teasing your entrance as his lips and tongue busied themselves with licking and sucking your pussy.

Your moan grew louder and your back arched into the bed as the long fingers thrusted into your pussy, the quick back and forth felt so good, he measured his movements by the sounds you made, if your moans and whimpers pleased him, he you kept pace, feeling his hair being grabbed.

Arisu stopped licking you, still thrusting his fingers, his lips moving up to your thighs, leaving hickeys on the soft skin. His eyes focused on yours and he smiled, biting the skin under his lips gently, "You have such a sweet little pussy."

"Don't talk like that", you pleaded.

The brunette knew what you liked to hear, you had talked about it before, it had been a well coded conversation and nothing too direct was said, but he knew that you were interested in being complimented like that, "So beautiful."

"Arisu", you whimpered.

"What is it?", he asked feigning innocence, biting your thigh once more, his fingers still working on fucking you.

"I want to suck you off", you whispered.

A smirk grew on his handsome little face, "Do you want to?", he chuckled as you nodded, his fingers still working, his thumb pressing down on your clit, "Want to choke on my cock, my little princess?"

"Yes, please, Arisu."

His fingers came out of you, purring as he sucked your pleasure from them, watching you pant, "I love the way you taste, baby girl", he stated, watching you rise and move closer, kissing him.

Arisu allowed himself to be commanded and taken care of. You took off his clothes and laid him with his head on the pillows. He sighed as your thumbs slid across his nipples, being kissed as your fingers played with his nipples.

You trailed kisses down his body, kissing his hip bones before laying down between his legs, your legs bent and swaying gently, making you look so sweet and pure even as you were sliding your tongue across Arisu's large, pulsing cock. Pre-come wet the tip, your tongue collected it, sinking it into the slit, receiving a hoarse moan, which made you smile.

Ryohei held your hair as you enjoyed his cock, not wanting it to get in your way. You slid your lips along the length, your tongue curling on it, drooling all over the skin. Finally you swallowed him, earning a slightly louder moan, your hand wrapping around the base of his cock following the back-and-forth movements you made. Your free hand began to massage his balls, being gentle.

"Fuck", he whispered, his free hand running down your face, "your mouth was made for sucking my cock… you look so beautiful like that…"

You took his cock out of your mouth and smiled as your hands continued their work, "You only say that because you want me to keep giving you a blowjob."

He chuckled, "No…", his thumb slid across your lower lip being captured and sucked in a few seconds, "I really think you're so beautiful… and if complimenting you will get me more blowjobs, I'll keep on doing it."

You rolled your eyes letting go of his thumb smiling, "You're such a idiot."

"And this idiot likes you", he confessed sitting up, pulling your face in for a kiss, their tongues tangling once more.

"I like you too", you whispered, earning a peck.

Arisu moved, his back touching the headboard, "Sit on my cock, princess", he asked, his tone was so soft that you could even pretend he wasn't speaking such an obscenity.

You approached, your hands resting on his shoulders as he held your waist with one hand and the other held his cock to help you sit down, watching you position yourself on his cock. With a sigh, you sat down on the cock, slowly, being stretched once more, it felt so good.

Arisu's big hands were held by you and taken to your ass, eliciting a malicious smile from him, who soon squeezed the flesh and pulled you down, making you sit completely on him.

"Arisu", you whispered, trying to move, but he was stronger than you and kept you in place.

"You want to be fucked, princess?"

"Yes", you whispered, nodding quickly.

"I do whatever my little princess wants", he said.

Your cheeks blushed slightly, making the brunette grin. Ryohei started moving your body as he moved his hips, fucking you the way you liked, only to see your little cheeks flush with the pleasure you felt. You tried to keep pace with your legs, but soon left the movements up to Arisu, who found it adorable that you sometimes got tired. You leaned your head against his and moaned and whined as he fucked you.

Arisu kissed you, still fucking you, going deep, his hands cupping your ass. Your legs didn't even move anymore, you were lost with all the pleasure you were feeling and you were tired of supporting your own weight, so, to help you, the brunette laid you on the bed, getting on top, thrusting harder.

One of his hands held you by the waist helping him to keep his balance while he fucked you, and his other hand ran on your arm, which was hugging his neck, and took your hand, intertwining your fingers. He kissed you and again their faces flushed, so many feelings taking over you both, it was hard not to be like that.

"I'm going to cum", Arisu warned softly, his forehead pressed against yours.

"Come inside me, please", you whispered, squeezing his hand.

Again he kissed you. Your hand slipped between them and began to masturbate yourself, moving your fingers the way you wanted while he was still thrusting. Their tongues intertwined with lust, moaning against each other's lips.

Both moaned louder, you spasmed slightly, your body trembling, your insides squeezing Arisu tightly, pulsing around him, begging him to come inside you. Soon he was having his orgasm, heavy gasps escaping his lips amid moans, watching you roll your eyes in pure pleasure as your legs wrapped around his waist pulling him closer, sinking him inside you, feeling his cum fill you.

Arisu pulled out of you, kissing you briefly, before kneeling in front of you, watching you pant, your hand sank inside your own pussy and started to fuck yourself, his cum escaping through your fingers, making him blush furiously.

"I can feel your cum filling me, Arisu", you whispered.

"You are a fucking slut, my god."

You looked at him and smiled wickedly, "I am", and brought your fingers to your own lips and sucked them, making him even redder.

"I hate you", he said, making you laugh, then pulling you to lie down on the bed and hold you for the rest of the night, exchanging kisses and soft little secrets.

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[rupertsfangirl]

Ron Weasley Imagine-He Catches You in the Act

Word Count: 1.2k

Disclosure: some spanking, praise kink, light choking, pet names.

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Ron Weasley

Context: You (witch, sorry boys) are already in a relationship with Ron and are currently at the burrow. It is late and Ron went to shower but you were feeling aroused and thought you could do it quickly while he was in the shower.

Y/NN = Your nickname

The bed was lumpy but soft; it made me feel warm, especially after the busy day I had. I rolled over from having my face buried in the pillow to be on my back. I looked up at Ron, he was on his way out of the bedroom door.

"Where are you going?" I say curiously, tilting my head slightly.

"Shower," He said bluntly

"Really, this late?"

"I'm filthy, y/nn."

"But the bed's so warm-" I move my body into a suggestive position "-and i'm in it."

He blushed a bit letting out a small laugh; while shaking his head he walked out the door. I crossed my arms in a pout, I was feeling very horny and impatient. I got off the bed and stuck my head out the door, peering into the stairwell. I could only see darkness in both directions. I closed the door moving back to the bed, what if I just took care of it myself? I pulled out my wand to cast the muffliato charm, failing to think about locking the door; then I got myself comfortable on Ron's bed. I could smell him and it made me want him even more. I quickly removed my pants and underwear and began to touch myself in all my erogenous areas. I let out husky breaths of pleasure, losing concept of when and where I was. The feeling of my fingers was both hot and cold as I ran them across my body.

Suddenly, the door opened. Ron stepped in wearing only some loose pajama pants. He noticed me on the bed and what I was doing. My face flushed and I yanked the blanket over my body and face. He walked over to the bed and sat to my right while placing one arm near my left side. I lowered the blanket to just below my eyes to reveal Ron staring from right above me. The tops of his ears were red, cute, I thought to myself.

He smirked, "Why'd you stop?" I looked at him and pulled the blanket back over my eyes but he stopped me and pulled it down.

"You left me all alone," I sat up and leaned in close to his face. "What else was I supposed to do, when you know I'm impatient," I whined. He rolled his eyes playfully and placed his hand on my chin pulling me in. Our lips touched, and I could feel the heat of his mouth. Shifting a bit closer to each other he placed his hand on the back of my neck. His tongue finding its way into my mouth and intertwining with mine. The moment lasted until we pulled apart to catch our breaths'.

"Don't let me keep you from your pleasure, bunny," He whispered against my neck as he ran down it with kisses.

"B...but I need you to do it."

"You were doing just fine before I walked in," he positioned himself behind me. I was sitting in his lap still exposed with my head on his shoulder.

"I want to watch you," he said with a sort of stutter but I could tell he was trying to sound demanding. Ron grabbed my wrist and led it down so my fingers hovered over my clit.

"Baby, but this feels-" I moved only my eyes to look at him "-degrading."

"I thought that's what you liked," he said back playfully. I bit my lower lip, throbbing after hearing his words. He released my wrist and I began to touch myself feeling the hot and cold sensations of pleasure again. His hands began to trace my body's sensitive areas causing me to bend to his movements. Our lips met again as he brought his hand under my shirt to my breast and pinched my nipple. The stimulation of his rough fingers created a symphony of whines and moans from my mouth. My own hand continued to stimulate my clit while my other tried to reach for Ron's—he stopped me by grabbing my hand.

"You have to ask for it," he said assertively. I rolled over so that I was face to face with him.

"C'mon bunny, you're a big girl.

"Don't get all shy on me now."

I placed my hands on his shoulders, "I want you to—"

"Want me to do what, use your words."

"—to make me yours-" I paused, and looked down, "-to put it inside me," I blushed through the last part of that sentence. He helped me pull off my shirt then quickly pushed me down so that he was on top. He held my wrists above me and used his other hand to lower his pants.

I twitched in excitement and unthinkingly I said almost pleading, "Just fuck me, I can't wait anymore."

"Good girl." His words melted me. He released my wrists while I rested my left leg on his shoulder. 

“You know the safe word.”

“Yes.”

He grabbed my right ankle as I placed my newly freed hand on his hard dick and helped him guide it in. He let out a low groan as he entered me all the way, "I'm going to move y/nn." I nodded in understanding while he began thrusting into me. I gripped the bed sheets while calling his name and squirming every time he planted a slap on my ass. 

As he brought his hand down for the fifth time he asked, “Does my good girl like when I slap her ass?” I didn’t answer immediately as i was lost in the motion of his hips. Impatient, he placed his hand to my neck and squeezed it. 

“Now, does my good girl like when I slap her ass?”

I quickly looked at him with my eyes and said “I love it,” in a whimper. He grinned and released his grip on my throat. Then he began to hit my most sensitive spot. I gripped the bed sheets even tighter as my mind got lost in the sensations. Moving my leg from his shoulder Ron leaned into my pleasure stained face and began to trail kisses from my lips to my neck. 

In between my gasps and whines I managed to moan, “I’m close.”

“Me too Bunny, come whenever you’re ready baby,” I reached to stimulate my clit as his thrusts quickened. My back arched as I reached my climax, Ron pulled out and almost immediately used his fingers to help me ride out my orgasm while his cum dripped onto my belly. 

“Are you okay?” He brushed away the hair stuck to my face. I nodded with closed and watery eyes still feeling a lingering orgasmic pleasure. A smile spread across his face as he planted kisses on my forehead while caressing my head; and whispering praises. I smiled, feeling fulfilled and loved. 

“I love you.”

“I love you too.

“Now let’s get cleaned up.”

[gorgeousgreymatter-x]

An excerpt from my unfortunately likely very belated birthday fic for @wynnyfryd my beloved:

It’s not like there’s a definitive set of tracks that Eddie’s on the wrong side of, but there’s something about being in Loch Nora, driving through the suburbs of these rich-y rich neighborhoods that made his skin crawl. Like he’s wearing a huge neon red sign that says I’m not supposed to be here. But there are a few things he’ll venture out to Doucheville for.

The main one being money.

Okay — the only one being money. But who was he to turn down practically double his normal rates simply because Heather Holloway was too prissy to meet in the woods? Whatever, for that much extra cash he’d throw in home delivery just this once.

Of course, because nothing in Eddie’s life is fair or easy, it backfires. Not in the lack of payday kind of way, he thinks, patting the thick roll of cash newly stuffed into his back pocket. That part had gone just fine. Heather had played her part of the stuck up cheerleader and Eddie the scummy drug dealer and yada yada everybody went home happy.

It backfires more in the almost crashed his van into a tree and died simply because he’s a horny idiot kind of way.

Because the universe apparently decided that Eddie, who’d literally promised himself that he was no longer going to be an obsessed freakazoid over Steve goddamn Harrington, must be tested, must truly suffer. Why else would right now be the exact moment in time he drives past the guy while he's clearly on a run and sporting a pair of nearly indecent length running shorts coupled with a — jesus h. christ — a Hawkins High Marching Band t-shirt cut into a crop top revealing a gloriously thick treasure trail. And muscles. So many muscles.

The universe clearly wanted Eddie to die.

And now Eddie has to sit here, rubbing awkwardly at the bruise he definitely feels blooming on his forehead from the unfortunate whack it’s taken against his steering wheel. Because, as mentioned — idiot. He has to sit here while Steve fucking Harrington peers into his open window with this unfathomably sweet look of concern on his stupid angelic face that makes Eddie, for a moment, kinda wish he was dead. Especially because his brain decides, “There was a squirrel!” is the best thing to blurt out when Steve asks if he’s okay. The hasty, “I mean, I’m fine,” Eddie adds after definitely helps sell it a lot. He can tell by the way Steve’s brow is all furrowed in a stupidly cute stupid way.

“I dunno, man,” Steve says (and Eddie definitely does not stare as he watches a single bead of sweat drip down the slope of Steve’s throat, over those pair of freckles Eddie absolutely hasn't thought about sinking his teeth into), "I kind of have a lot of experience with head injuries and that looked like it hurt. Are you sure –"

"Why do you care?"

Steve's worried expression crumples into something steely that just makes Eddie feel like even more of a dick than he knows he's already being. "I just know how shitty concussions can be, sorry for worrying about you, I guess --"

Fuck. Eddie sighs. It would be so much easier if Steve was the jerk Eddie'd always thought he was instead of what he's really turning out to be, which is such a fucking sweetheart that Eddie can't help but want to do a lot of really, really not sweet things to him. "Shit, no -- I'm being an asshole. Maybe chalk it up to that possible head trauma you're worried about?"

Steve is quiet for a moment, but then that look of cool detachment disappears, and he smiles, all gleaming white teeth, and it feels like watching the fucking sun splitting through storm clouds or some shit. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

Eddie blinks and sees that Harrington's got his middle finger up, flipping him the bird with such a smug little smirk on that pretty face that Eddie can't help it. He laughs. "Cute."

"You really think so?" Maybe it's the heat. That's gotta be it, Eddie thinks, watching how Steve's cheeks flush, watches as it spreads down past his throat, past those tufts of chest hair poking up teasingly past the stretched out collar of his borrowed t shirt.

The t-shirt Steve had so clearly borrowed from Robin. Robin, who was supposedly Harrington's girlfriend. The image of Robin from earlier in the cafeteria that day wearing Steve’s letterman jacket flashes across his mind and he has to bite him own tongue to stop himself from wincing.

Eddie's gonna throw up. Maybe he does have a concussion after all.

[mypoisonedvine]

sub! riley? Sub! Riley? sub! Riley? Sub! riley? sub! riley? Idk, like, maybe, possibly, a sub! riley fic? ya know, please😭

idk is it just me or does it kinda seem like anon wants a sub riley fic? (no it's cool though cause i want it too lmao)

WARNINGS: smut (obviously??? 18+ only), d/s dynamics with femdom, bondage, impact play, ruined orgasm, overstimulation

Your brows furrowed a bit when you looked at him, tied to the bed by his wrists and ankles, and noticed the massive grin on his face. "Why are you smiling like that?"

"You look hot," he announced proudly, and you glanced down at your outfit-- a somewhat uncoordinated assortment of shiny pleather and fishnet-- before looking at him again.

"Of course I do-- you picked all this out," you reminded him.

"But you look even better than I imagined," he sighed. "I can't believe you thought you wouldn't be able to pull it off."

You frowned slightly, wishing he hadn't brought up your first reactions to this Idea: how were you supposed to act stern and dominant when he obviously remembered how shy and nervous you'd been the first time he suggested that you dominate him?

Clearing your throat and crossing your arms, you looked him up and down. He looked good, too-- you liked how vulnerable he was, the way he was visibly overwhelmed with anticipation-- but you decided not to tell him that. "So, um, w-what are you gonna do to me?" he asked.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out, dear," you replied sharply, picking up the riding crop as his eyes sparkled. You decided then that he was having a little too much fun, taking this all not quite seriously enough (because of course he wasn't, it's Riley, when had he ever taken anything seriously?). You decided you needed to get some control back.

You tried not to let your hand shake as you brushed the end of the crop over him, dragging it down his torso, as his eyes quickly darted back and forth from you to the crop. As per usual, he became impatient quickly, and as you teased him with the end of it, he blurted out: "You know you're supposed to--"

You snapped him with it quickly, not too hard, on his stomach; he hissed and jumped slightly. "Of course I know what it's for, dumbass," you frowned, "you think I'm that stupid?"

"N-no, ma'am-- I'm sorry," he sighed.

"Sorry, huh? Then why's your cock so hard?"

"Um, well... can't you be sorry and horny at the same time?"

You laughed a little, but you could tell he knew it wasn't a fun laugh-- it was condescending, meant to make him a little concerned about what you were going to do to him next. "You're gonna find out how sorry you can really be, sweetie," you promised.

The expression on his face after that was just perfect: obviously concerned, yet undeniably desperate. You would've probably agreed to this sooner if you'd known how cute he would look all flustered like that.

You delicately drew the end of the crop up his thigh, noticing the way he tensed up more and more as it moved higher. You brushed the end over his balls, smirking when he bit his lip. "You're... not really gonna hit me there, right?"

You just shrugged, watching him squirm a bit as you moved the crop to ghost over his cock. You pulled it back suddenly, making him wince, but never brought it down; he eventually noticed that you hadn't hit him, and he opened one eye hesitantly to look at you before letting out a sigh.

"You scared me for a second," he mumbled, laughing slightly.

"I think you like being scared," you noticed, dragging the crop through the small puddle of precum he'd made-- then bringing the end up to his face. "Lick that up."

He had to stick his neck out a bit, unintentionally tugging on the restraints around his wrist, but he captured the crop in his lips and carefully licked off the slick fluid.

"You're pretty obedient," you observed as you pulled it away. "You're my good boy, hm?"

"Y-yes," he answered quickly; those puppy-dog eyes of his really sold his answer.

You set the crop down and got onto the bed with him, making him shift slightly as he tried to move closer to you before you'd even settled in your place: that is, between his legs, which wriggled a bit beside you. "Do you think good boys deserve a treat?"

He blinked quickly-- finally, he seemed a bit flustered, and you felt properly in control for once. Then again, it's hard not to feel in control when you've got someone's cock in your hand.

You spit on it first, before wrapping your fingers around his length and-- gently at first-- stroking it from the base to the tip and back. You knew starting slow was the secret to driving him crazy by the end of this... but even you were surprised by how quickly he started to fall apart.

Whenever he seemed to get more desperate, whenever he begged for you or bit his lip subconsciously, you slowed down again-- each time building up speed a bit faster until your hand was a blur... right before starting all over. It was probably only a few minutes of that treatment before he was visibly teetering over the edge.

His moans were different than usual: higher-pitched and needier, it seemed, and he never stopped blushing. And the more you touched him-- especially when you focused on swirling your hand around his tip or gave him some condescending praise like good boy-- the more he squirmed under you, panting and whimpering and tugging on the ropes around his wrists.

"Struggle all you want, baby, you're not going anywhere," you reminded him proudly.

"Can I come?" he asked suddenly.

"Oh, you're so sweet asking for permission," you praised. "Pathetic, but sweet."

He choked a little, shutting his eyes tighter as you kept stroking.

"You're close, huh?" you noticed, making him nod quickly, and you felt his cock flex in your hand-- so you started moving even faster. "You wanna come?"

"Please-- please," he hissed, hips starting to buck into your grasp, and you smiled. As much as you wanted to see him come, you wanted to watch him beg even more.

"Okay," you decided, "then come. Come for me."

Of course, it wasn't so simple. You immediately let go of his cock, watching as he helplessly rocked under you, whining for you to touch him again. "N-no, please," he began to beg, but it was too late: he was already coming anyway, his cock flexing as he shot ropes up over his chest. He wasn't actually crying, but his heartbroken moans almost made it seem like it. "Fuck," he panted in frustration as the high passed-- quickly, of course, with no other stimulation to keep him going.

"Isn't that what you wanted?" you teased with a grin. "I thought you wanted to come."

"I-I wanted you to touch me," he whimpered.

"Oh-- like this?" you offered, grabbing his swollen, leaking cock and beginning to stroke it again-- making his eyes shoot wide open and his body jerk under you.

"N-no, please, fuck, I just--" he gasped, but he cut himself off with a whine through his teeth as you went back to your pace from just a few moments before. "Fuck!"

"Are you too sensitive now?" you cooed sarcastically, squeezing him even tighter in your hand for a moment. He couldn't even answer, he was too busy tugging harder than ever on his restraints-- and you knew he couldn't get away with just ignoring your question like that.

You quickly bent your head down and captured his tip in your mouth, making him moan in a way you'd never quite heard before, equal parts pain and pleasure. "Oh, oh god," he choked out. "P-please, I--"

You suctioned your lips harder until he stopped talking, still stroking his length but letting your tongue swirl and tease his slit. A few more drops of come leaked into your mouth, and you hummed at the taste.

"Please, it's-- it's too much," he begged, but you kept going for another few moments before pulling away with a grin.

Your gaze met his; he was basically red all over now, his fists clenched tight, his lips open and panting, his eyes wet and glassy and desperate-- and a little terrified. Not to mention he was covered in come and helplessly tied to the bed. "Oh, baby," you cooed encouragingly, "you've got a long night ahead of you. But you want more, don't you?"

He swallowed thickly, but nodded: "Yes, ma'am."

[theydonthavenames]

Can I just quickly point out how Netflix and the rest fucked with us with the stills and trailer they released. They showed us everything yet we knew nothing and made us believe in exactly opposite of what happened. Have a look.

Didn't we all think here shit oh shit Simon is so happy vibing with his new bf at the party. RIP Wilmon, let Sircus reign. Well in the exhibit above the petty little gay bitch is making his almost-ex boyfriend intentionally jealous af and he was winning at it (or rather loosing as we found out later). And that smirk? Nothing to do with Markus, sorry not sorry.

Awww such a cute bff moment. Pahahaha. Little did we know we were about to be hit in the face with the biggest cringe moment of the season. I remember one or two souls saying well they look a bit sus cuddling on a bed like that, and the rest (including me) shouted noo! beauty of platonic friendship! We were played my friends. Lol. Just lol.

Look at this sequence. We thought first day back at school? Reunion moment? What is Simon smiling like that for? Well he's about to break our hearts in two and mend us again at the same time. That includes Wille, actually. We had no idea. Neither did Wille. 

The speech makes me lol as well. I don't think anyone was too excited about it. Everyone thought yeah another princely thingy, some shit speech, yawn, whatever. My ass! Who cried at the shitty boring speech? I'll go first 🙋‍♀️

Look at them, some dirty villain-to-half villain deal about to commence. The only dirtiness that commenced was in August's bedroom. And it was actually cute and fluffy af. This must be my most favourite twist this season.

Blue lights in the mirror? Finally August is about to be taken by the police!!! Yeah, party police. Let's move on.

Ohhh Sara baby what's wrong? Are you sad? Is Hillerska treating you badly? Are you having anxiety attack? Did someone hurt you? Listen people, she was horny. For August. Out of all the people. Seriously, wtf Netflix?!?!

I was obsessed with this pic. Aww Wilmon having such a cute couple moment, they're out and proud at Hillerska, not a secret anymore. Nope. Simon just momentarily forgotten he doesn't love Wille anymore and is supposed to move on but then he remembers it and jumps away coz he probably saw Markus looking at them like ???? Still a cute little moment.

Wille on the table, Wille on the table! They all cheer because all Hillerska ship Wilmon too! Not quite. All they ship is their own asses and maybe some heteronormativity. (Is that even a word?) Ugh.

Who's that???? Oh shit that's Markus. Must be Markus. Wille bumped into him at Simon's house 😱 Wille looks sad. I'm so stressed!!! Chill out people, it's only Simon. And Wille's just about to announce he can give up the throne for him. Nothing exciting, you know, just some domestic couple stuff.

And this moment? Looks serious. Simon looks sad? Is he comforting Wille? Has someone died? Well the only person who died at that moment was me okay?

They fucked with us. Or our clowning backfired. Decide for yourself.

[lees-chaotic-brain]

I Love Spandex (Gojo Satoru x Reader)

You are a gymnast.

Note: This is completely self-indulgent bc i'm a gymnast and I wanted to write this. Sorry not sorry??

CW: Idk fluff and like him telling you he thinks you're hot, he a horny horny man, insecurities, kind of hurt/comfort??

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While your boyfriend Gojo knew you were a gymnast, you had never invited him to one of your competitions.

You loved how powerful and confident you felt in your sparkly leotard as you flipped and spun around the equipment. However, you were the slightest bit insecure.

Without a single soft feminine curve to speak of, you were slender, but every part of you was packed with muscle. From your rough calloused hands to your broad "man-shoulders," you felt that you resembled a man more than a woman in the way you were built.

And while Gojo saw you everyday, you were irrationally paranoid that if he saw you actually out on the equipment, and the way your muscles were made more prominent by the strain, he would become less attracted to you.

Alas, your nosy boyfriend had begged, and cajoled, and bribed you until you finally caved and allowed him to attend one of your competitions.

You had done well, winning bars and beam, and ending with a 38.5 all around. But the nerves you felt now, approaching your boyfriend, made the nerves you felt waiting to salute the judges seem insignificant.

Mustering up the courage, you walked up to him.

"Hey Sat-"

"BABE!"

His eyes lit up as he bounded towards you.

"You were amazing! Oh my god why haven't you let me come to one of these things before?!

He picked you up and spun you around before setting you down and grabbing your hand. Confused, you let him drag you along, unsure of what he was doing.

Running to the nearest person, he wrapped his arm around your waist and began to loudly brag.

"See her? This is my girlfriend. My girlfriend. And she won! My girlfriend is the BEST."

Blinking up at him, you chuckled nervously and apologized to the poor lady.

"I'm so sorry about him, I honestly had no idea he was about to do that."

"Don't worry about it."

The older lady waved it off with a smile.

"He's just excited about his girlfriend. It's cute."

Blushing, you thanked her and dragged your boyfriend off by his arm into a corner.

"Babe, I would want to do this right now if I was dating me too, but your coach is right over there-"

"You aren't embarrassed of me?"

You blurt, unable to keep your insecurities hidden anymore.

Your boyfriend blinks owlishly at you.

"Embarrassed-what baby, no of course not."

He steps closer and grabs your hands.

"Why would you even think that?!

Shyly you tried tugging your hands from his, but he wouldn't let you.

"C'mon babe, talk to me here."

You averted your gaze.

"I-I don't know, you don't think that I'm unattractive?"

"WHAT?"

Your boyfriend looked at you in shock and horror.

"Why would you even think that?!"

His gaze darkened.

"Who do I need to kill?"

"No one I just, I mean look at me!"

You gestured at your body frustrated.

"What is this-"

He copied your gesture.

"Supposed to mean?"

"Don't make me spell it out!"

"No, please. Do spell it out for me. Why would you ever think I find you unattractive?"

"Satoru! Seriously! Have you never noticed that I'm built like a man? My hands are gross and calloused. I'm not delicate or curvy. I-"

"Stop."

You stop mid sentence, your mouth still open.

He sighs and pulls you into his chest.

"Babe. I wouldn't change a single thing about you. You are literally the sexiest person I have ever met. Well except for me of course."

"But my muscles and callouses-"

"Do you think my muscles and callouses make me unattractive?"

"Well no, but-"

"No buts."

You make a little sound of protest against his chest.

"Babe. Wanna know something I discovered about myself today?"

"Sure."

You mumble against his chest, starting to calm down a bit.

"I love spandex. Especially on you."

Startled you look up at him.

"What?"

"You heard me. You have no idea how unbelievably hard I was watching you earlier. Like-"

"Satoru, what?"

"Like we are going to be busy tonight."

His eyes lit up like a little kids.

"Do you think that you could wear your leotard to bed tonight?!"

"Wait, you got turned on watching me compete? You weren't like grossed out?"

"Grossed out? Sweetheart I got blue balls from watching you. The way it hugs your ass, I mean GYAT-"

"Satoru!"

You smack his arm laughing.

"Alright. You've convinced me."

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you give him a quick kiss.

"Thanks for making me feel better."

"Of course babe."

He looks at you mischieviously.

"You can make it up to me tonight. In your leotard."

That's all! Thanks for reading! I'm taking requests rn so if anyone has any lmk!

[k3ntarou]

This is kinda dumb but

Hajime who somehow gets horny when he sees you eat

Because he's always on a diet, he can't seem to enjoy food like you do: so whenever he buys you a pastry or fries, he stares at you and the little happy dance you do on the chair as you contently munch, stares at your cute cheeks and lips and- oh. He's hard. But he wants you to eat and take your time, taste everything thoroughly.

He'll wait for your last bite, then smile and put his big hand on your face, finger on your lip as he stares wistfully at your mouth.

"I'm sorry Haji... Did you want some of it?"

He smiles, cock painfully hard as he thinks about your mouth. "nah, baby, it's fine."

absolutely NOT dumb sweet nonie baby this is just so him and you just made me fall in love with him even further i CANT 🥺

Generally speaking: basically everything you do is hot to him. Hajime doesn't really understand how or why, yet anytime you do the most simple, daily routine things – he gets a love boner. at first he felt so bad about it because he didn't want you to think that he's sexualising anything you do or that you're nothing but an object of his desire and pleasure, yet after a while of dating, he's realised it's mostly because of how in love he is with you.

apparently his body's first reaction to a love as puee as this one is a hard on and as inconvenient it tends to be, he's come to accept it and after knowing you feel the same way about him, he's decided to indulge in it instead of suppressing it.

now when it comes to anything related to your mouth, he's a weak man. so whenever he watches you eat and enjoy your food the way you're supposed to, the way you deserve to enjoy it, hajime instantly feels the blood rushing into his cock because of how cute you are.

your cute little moans of enjoyment, the little dances you make when something you've been craving hits just the right spot, your tongue cleaning your lips after every bite – iwaizumi tried to hide just how much he likes it yet every time you end up figuring him out.

and that's why your cute little lunch or dinner dates usually end with his cock in your mouth as you suck him off in one of his expensive sports cars, making sure he doesn't have to drive with a raging hard on and always claiming his cum as your dessert. it's in those moments where iwaizumi simply can't hold bavk his deep grunts and slightly higher pitched moans and even whimpers because of how good you're making him feel, nobody's ever done him the way you do and each and every time feels like a dream.

and iwa always makes sure to reward his baby by pushing your legs against your chest to hit those sweet spots of yours as soon as he gets you home because he wants you to feel just as good as him and there's nothing as good as stuffing his pretty angel with his cum after an evening like this 🥺☁️🫶🏼🦋

[sluttywonwoo]

huge dick mingyu when u finally fit all of him inside u

“fuck, so tight…”

all you can do is whimper in response as your boyfriend bottoms out. he’s not usually patient enough to fit his whole cock inside of you, and he’s always afraid of hurting you, but today you had practically begged him for it and how was he supposed to deny your cute little pleas and your pitiful little pout? it was unfair, the power you had over him. not that he’d have it any other way.

you’re so fucked out you can’t even remember what day it is. mingyu had already made you cum on his tongue twice (once with the addition of his fingers) to get you to relax and stretch you out for him… but you were still so goddamn tight that both of you thought about giving up and calling it a day. if it weren’t for your pure stubbornness and mingyu’s insatiably horny streak you would’ve gone to bed an hour ago.

but all the frustration is worth it because you get to feel all of your boyfriend inside of you and he gets to fuck you like he means it.

“let me know when it’s okay to move,” he says.

you nod. “yeah, just give me a minute.”

mingyu gives you an apologetic look, thinly veiling his arrogance over his size. “i know, baby. take your time.”

you take a couple of deep breaths and try telling your body to relax but in doing so you accidentally clench around mingyu, making him hiss through his teeth and tighten his jaw. his self-restraint in this moment is admirable, especially considering how easy it was to make him lose control.

“sorry.”

“it’s okay,” he assures you. “you ready?”

“i think so.”

he’s still apprehensive, you can tell by the way he keeps blinking nervously. “just promise you’ll let me know if it hurts, alright?”

“i promise, gyu.”

“you can hold my hand if it’ll make you feel better.”

“would that make you feel better?” you counter with a smirk.

“maybe.” he smiles sheepishly as he interlaces his fingers with yours. “look at me,” he tells you and tilts your chin up with his free hand. “i’ve got you, baby.