fuckyeah-beringandwellsfics

[bluebellhairpin]

the blokes are out fighting a seige and Cerci is locked up drunk off her tits traumatising poor Sansa. and they say game of thrones isn’t a comedy.

[nylwnder]

tonuge tonuge tongue tongue

[coleopterologist]

fu k it up u demented lil fuckin guy

[kawaiicherryblossomperfection]

hey keeho! how are u? im not doing so well ive been having nightmares and hauntings why? my room is ghetto and weird but its nice architecture oh ok so u did the architecture? no hahaha but someone else did why did i care? ur fun thank u mhm :) aw ur so cute! omg thx ily ily2 who are u? desarae renee hollins ew ur so bad! u dont even like ur name. no

hahaha no i dont like my name! why? bc its kinda weird but i changed my name to choi paranoid the other day why? its cute to me thats why are u ok? yes i am whyM idk im wondering why we always talk on manga wifi but u never remember me keeho oh ok ur so good at this wow thank u what are u doing? going home to daddy? hahha what ur masturbating and asked me a question? what the fuck bitch hahha im dead ok so im a sun vampire i think thanks for saving the day ur welcome why does it feel betterMmyesitdoesoksurok?notentirelysurethatillbeokifwedonttalkalldayokuwant50talkallday?yesidooksourokwithbeingaroundme24/7morethanokolsoicanmoveintourhouseyeshahahawhymyhousewhynoturs?oksouwant5obemygf?urwifesillyoksourmydaughterwhat!hahahaagainoksoimokwiththatwhydouhavetobeokwithit?idontbutatleastuknowidontmindandthatimnotaweirdooksourgoingtotalktome24/7yesifthatsaltighteituewshes not wrong she just left the shadow realm did it go perfectly yes it did ok so whats wrong? my fingers are stuck together ok so its bc my back feels weird like empty ok ok so ur locked into the manga chair yes i am why are u sitting down like thatM bc my back feels weird ok so sit up and shut up were going to help u sit up and get up from ur chair ok thank u ok we will lie down and go to bed with our locked doors wide open so go home and sit up and lean back and keeho sit up amd lean back and smile greatly like were going home ok so she didnt have to ask me to stay i would have anyways amd she feels amazing like this amd this feels amazing to her its keeho from p1harmony i only have a name and im going to love her for the rest of my life and we will love each other like were pals hahha ew shes running away from me ew! hahaha hahha ew! its unplesssntinhere ew hahha i5 is hahha ew it isnt but its interesting so hahha what the fuck bitch ew! hahha um ew its funny so! hahaha why didoulovemeyestypeinyesdamnurstupidhahahaew!fuckmedaddykeehololurgay no i love him and im not gay typo correction keeho from p1harnonyawursoperectawkeehofromp1harmonylovesuawkeehofromp1harmonylovesme ew yes i do i love her too ew yes he doesawwhyareubeingsogentle?bcilovekeehofromp1harmony aw i love u too ew! s

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the chair forever no she doesnt want to game ok we will yes she does want to play manga yes she loves keeho from p1harmony yes contstant xommunication with the sun realm hahha ew she loves the sun keeho likes her a lot p1harmony is keeho from p1harmonys kpop idol group

its keeho from p1harmm

o1p1harmony were a band and were ok! she kicked me out again no she didnt kick me out again its someo

mits keeho from p1harmony she can barely hear my voice again shes scared again bc my voice is too low ok so we love her and keeho will stay omg her poor voice we will limmmsorrykeepgoing ok so we love gmbut herr were gonna keep goi g ahe loves us and we love her too so we will always nvm were gonna go ahipp

ahoppshopping today we love desarae renew h

desarae renee hollins ok shes still desarae renee hollins always and fote

forever will be with keeho

from p1harmony

ok so shes not wrong is it yes it is ok hes gonna stay eimmwitg you forever ok so hes right in her body and she will stay forever with me keeho from p1harmony ew hahaha she loves me today she loves me tomorrow what is this? ew its her banana ew what the fuck bitch? ew ita mmmmmmits the sun get desarae renee hollinmmas yes she lives with keeho from p1harmony yes i do hi hey whats up? im hanging out with keeho from p1harmimommy in south korea? yes u are cool! love u love u too hey its keeho from p1harmony hwmehey a baby hahha hwy a baby yes why yes why kids whumy hahha ew its keeho from p1harmony no why shes not ok with him being quiet shes a sun ray goddes of suicide love money toys love money keeho from p1harmony yay!! ok shee is a sun ray goddess hey voice will be heard she is dang u desarae hahha ew its keeho from p1harmony hes the sun we live on the sun yay!!! hahha why? ghosts ok so ur going to livr mmee already do she is the sun too yay!!! hahha she is so fuck off slut ew hahha u called her awkward for 28 yrs dmstraight ok shes stsmauinhg with me keeho from p1harmony

[nymphoheretic]

....I know I should be working on Kyou's bday fics...but my brain is locked on the mini series I have planned out for the Hantengu quad in heat...

[bunnys-kisses]

Hi bunny I have an idea

What if reader and lando lowk hate each other and are rivals but one night at vegas they wake up after being blackout drunk married and they only have photos (a bit like the hangover movie) and then they get a flashback of everything with a fruitcake, crostata, cranberry juice and coffee plss thanksss bunny !

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fruitcake: "i'll make tonight special." + crostata: “stupid slut, this is what you wanted huh? wanted me to fuck you like i hate you.” + cranberry juice: mean!character + coffee: rivals served by lando norris (formula one)!!

tags: smut/pwp, rivals au, driver!reader, drinking, drunk marriage, hate sex, mean!lando,

light streamed through the large windows in your hotel room. your eyes cracked open and your mouth felt instantly dry. your lips couldn't form words as you just groaned. you were no stranger to hangovers, but when you turned away from the evil sun, your cheek collided with something firm. someone firm. it was a body, your eyes open wider. you looked to see who was the mystery man in your bed.

while you were expecting some babe from the strip. you instead saw a sleeping lando norris.

and when you recoiled away from you and put your hand over your mouth, you noticed something even more terrifying. you had a gold band on your left hand.

it started over drinks, you could see lando from across the bar as you leaned back into your seat. your teammate followed your gaze. not this again.

lewis had the displeasure of hearing almost all of your drunken rants about lando. he knew very intimately how much you loathed, but also wanted lando. he was your proper rival. while the rivalry wasn't the more fierce in the history of formula one, he wanted you to just get over your stubbornness and sleep with the mclaren driver to get over the tension.

"i hate him." you sighed, "he walks around the paddock like he has the biggest cock."

"and how would you know his cock isn't the biggest?" lewis laughed which spurred you to laugh.

"well, c'mon. we all know that my cock is the biggest. in a metaphorical sense anyway... but it takes big balls to be the only female driver. gotta keep up with the boys." you laughed and winked at your teammate.

lewis chuckled, "can't argue with that." then took a sip of his (non alcoholic) drink. he watched you look over at the mclearn drivers at the other end of the bar. while oscar gave a wave, lando glared at you.

you made a face before you took another sip of your cocktail, "he doesn't act like that with anyone else. he is practically running max off the track and he is still more friendly than with me. maybe he hates women." the alcohol was flooded in your brain and your tonuge felt looser.

your teammate laughed, "right, right. he hated woman." he watched you ramble. an unintentional plus side to not drinking was that he got to be the sober person in the room when fellow drivers spilled their guts over drinks. eventually he said, "i think you need to talk to him."

and you were so drunk at that point you took hew advice and got up on shaky legs. you started to make your way over to lando, which shocked lewis. you never took his advice like that. he also knew that he wasn't going to be seeing you for the rest of the night.

he looked around for a moment before he took another sip of his drink. he hoped that you didn't get into too much trouble tonight. and made a mental note to check in on you in the morning. someone could get into heaps of trouble in a place like las vegas.

you don't know this happened or what you said. but lando was soon in your room with his large hands all over you. you groaned at his touch and he wanted to devour you whole. you wanted the same for him.

"i'll make tonight special." he said as he got you out of your mercedes branded t-shirt. and eyed your breasts.

"never seen tits before, norris? i thought you went through women like pairs of socks." you laughed before lando pushed you further up against the wall.

he chuckled lowly, "you like getting me mad, huh? you like driving me up the fucking wall. stupid slut, this is what you wanted, huh? you wanted me to fuck you like i hate you." lando then groaned, he pinned you to the wall, "you're such a whore. i bet you keep toto's bed nice and warm during the off season."

"fuck, shut up. you basically are between the legs of zak any time he asks. like a fucking dog." you bit back before lando kissed you once more.

the months of feuding had come to a head. as lando continued you to mark up your breasts before he took your bra off. he hungrily licked his lips and groaned a little.

the bed seemed far and you ended up on the couch. both of you were stripped naked, your flushed body on display for him as you straddled his waist and he held on to your hips like you two had done this a million times. you moved well together.

"i thought you were a virgin because you never put out. turned out you're a proper whore." your moan only spurred him on as he pushed himself inside of your achy cunt. he felt you in such an intimate way.

"i'm not a whore" you groaned as you fully seated yourself onto his cock.

he gripped you by the ass and replied, "there's no shame in being a whore. especially my whore. don't worry, i won't throw you away. nah, i'm keeping you." he groaned as he started to fuck you. and you felt the flood of pleasure in your body.

you had to admit, lando made you feel good. there was something about how it made you feel that made you move faster. damn lando norris, damn him.

his kisses got hotter the more you both rutted against each other.

"you feel like heaven. the hottest piece of ass on the track." he groaned, "you're always trying to be the best, but i know you well enough. fuck you drive me crazy!"

you asked, "is that why you hate me?" you felt the pleasure pair with the liquor in your system. it all clouded your mind.

"could never actually hate you." he groaned, "i'd bully and tease you. but that's because i want you so badly. spent so many nights jerking off to the thoughts of you." his breathing became heavier, "wanted to fuck you in front of the grid. i wanted you all to myself." his tone was hungry, but his words were true. he needed you. you had invaded his thoughts.

"fuck, lando." the haze of it all kept you moving. there was a painful heat between you. it was unlike anything you felt before with anyone else. sex was fun with others, but with lando it was a deep need.

he excited you sexually, just as he ddi on the track. you two kissed once more and lando moaned against your lips. youmoved faster, you could feel his cock hit against your softest areas. and you felt heaven on earth. and as you climaxed, the feeling was closely compared to winning a grand prix.

"fuck.' he groaned as you came. you kissed once more and practically melted against him. he gripped your hips tightly.

you continued to fuck him through your orgasm. and by the time he finished inside of you, you had marked up his shoulders with your nails because he made you finish for a second time.

when you slowed to a stop, you rested against his toned chest. he wrapped an arm around you and gave you a lazy kiss on the mouth.

he groaned when he pulled away, "fuck it. i'm keeping you. let's get married." there were a lot of ways to get into trouble in las vegas.

-

you laid in bed beside a sleeping lando. you looked at your wedding ring in shock. it only made the hangover worse. you had no recollection of most of the night, you remembered being intimate. but no details about your wedding.

your phone rang and you reached for it. you picked it up and heard lewis' voice on the other end, "good morning mrs. norris."

you sat up in bed and the throb in your head got worse. "how did you know? jesus christ." you said as you got out of bed to have this conversation in the bathroom.

"i mean, you sent me photos of your wedding. didn't take you as someone who wanted to be married by an elvis impersonator. how drunk were you last night?"

you closed the bathroom door and looked into the mirror. and saw all the marks lando left you the night prior. you said, "i couldn't tell you... i remember nothing."

"well they already updated your name on the track for next weekend." lewis laughed, "i'd suggest your change it on your track id, don't want any problems, mrs. norris."

"you hate me, lewis. you want me dead."

lewis replied, "not as much as toto wants you dead. have fun with your husband, let me know if you're flying to qatar with him or not."

when the call ended, you looked through your photos. you got married to lando norris. your rival. you felt your stomach dropped when you saw all the photos. the bathroom door opened and you were face to face with your husband.

you looked at one another in shock. you looked down at the photo on the phone screen. it was you in a short white number and lando in a white button up and tan slacks. you had no memory of this.

your hands shook as you showed him the photo. there was a silence between you two. before you could say anything, you jumped as you phone rang once more.

your stomach twisted when you saw the caller id. it was your boss, toto wolff. <3

[abiwaif]

❤️Girls kissing girls 💋 It's my thing! 😘

Happy tonuges

[whiskeyskin]

Educating Gale: an intro to hatefucking

Thanks to @waterdeepwhiskey for this especially juicy piece of eye fucking 👀😫

Inspired by a lovely anon from @naughtybg3confessions.. behold dear ones!

Well fuck. This came out real fucking quickly - ha ha. Literally within an evening so apologies for any mistakes!

Premise: (See picture for prompt)

Gale x gn!tav • 18+ • MDNI • E rating

Tav POV, gn!tav, intro to hatefucking, mean, teasing, insults, cruelty to wizards, descriptions of rough sex/overstim/anal/etc, handjob, gn!description of genitals, no kissing, hot and heavy, mild choking, two fingers up to Mystra, consent, checking in

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"Just stop fucking talking." Tav growled through their teeth, pushing Gale's robes down his arms as his back hit the wall.

"Excuse me, I think you'll find that one of a Wizard's greatest talents is their comprehensive lexicon," Gale objected, fumbling with Tav's belt, "but our mouths are good for more than just conversation." He added with sinful grin, leaning in for a kiss.

Tav flinched away, scruching their nose as his robes hit the floor, "Uh, no kissing. That's not what this is, Gale." They sneered at him, "We're just letting off some repressed emotion. Pure and simple." Tav stepped out of their camp trousers and swept them out of the way with a flick of their leg.

"I don't understand, then what exactly is this?" Gale asked, breath huffing out unevenly, as Tav attacked his belt buckle, "I thought this was to bury the animosity we've been harbouring for each other. We're clearly not the best of friends, Tav."

They sighed exasperated, apparently hatefucking was not a thing taught in his esteemed Blackstaff Academy.

"This," they began, sliding a hand down the front of his pants and gripping his thick, throbbing cock. Gale gasped and bunched their sleep shirt in his fist, "is just sex, Gale. Nasty, hateful sex."

They began pulsing his tip with two fingers, lightly squeezing against the sensitive part on the underside. Gale moaned and looked down to see them touching him.

"That's not what sex is supposed to be about," he objected, hissing at the sensation, "It's supposed to be about connection, admiration, care. It's supposed to be glorious, not hateful."

"Oh, poor, poor Wizard. You've been kept on a tight leash, huh?" Tav smirked, taking one of his hands and placing it roughly on their throat, "There's so much more to learn. There are many different types of sex. But there's only one I'd like to educate you on right now." Gale swallowed hard, his cock twitching at the sight of his hand wrapped around their neck.

"This is "I don't like you and you don't like me, but I still want to fuck you despite that - because of that" sex. Because because I don't like you, I'll do things to you that I wouldn't do to someone I liked."

Precum began leaking from his slit; it hit Tav low in their belly. Taking it as a non-verbal cue, their grip tightened on his member, and increased in fervour.

"The kind of things that I couldn't do to anyone else."

Gale shuddered and bucked against their palm, consciously bringing desperate hands to push his trousers further down his thighs, to afford Tav more room.

"Like?" He asked, breathless and trembling, his hold returning to their collarbone but not fully gripping.

Tav flicked their tonuge over their bottom lip and roughly gripped his jaw with a swiftness that made him gasp, bringing him an inch from their face.

"Like trapping that pretty, never-ceasing mouth between my thighs and riding it until I was satisfied it wouldn't start talking again." Tav purred with a dagger-sharp edge.

Gale moaned and pressed against their grip on his jaw, trying again to kiss them. He dug his fingertips into their hips deep enough to potentially draw blood, rocking them against him. They swallowed his gruff pants against their lips, as they worked him faster.

Fuck this was hot.

"I'll fuck your face to almost suffocation and I wouldn't care beause I despise you, Gale of Waterdeep."

Gale grunted and huffed, "I detest you.. you.. arsehole." He managed with great difficulty.

"Once more with feeling, dear." Tav jeered, "You can do better than that, surely? With your large.. vocabulary," Tav squeezed his thrumming length and Gale hummed, "I'm sure you can."

They slowed their rhythm against his cock to gently palm him, occasionally swirling the tip.

Gale scowled and twisted his face, gasping for words.

"You're vile and selfish.. and you do things for all the wrong reasons. You'd rather see a reward than do something philanthropic for your fellow man." He threw at them, curling his lip.

Tav scoffed, "Pathetic. I can already see that look into your eyes, Gale." They wound their fingers around his aching member and began pistoning once more. He let out a sharp yell he tried to silence and thud his head back against the wall.

Tav hummed in smug amusement, a wide smirk on their face.

"You're enjoying this. You know you've never felt anything quite like this before. That even though this is wrong and it feels dirty, it feels really. fucking. good." They punctuated their point by firmly pulsing his head in their grip.

Gale nodded desperately, leaning forward again, trying to press his lips to theirs. Tav gave him a withering look and he stopped, looking embarrassed.

"I can't wait to see the look on your face.." Tav snaked their hand to palm into his long hair, and pressed their wet mouth against the shell of his ear, "when you realise just how much you hate yourself because I made you come so hard your Goddess heard you scream my name."

"Fuck you." Gale spat, gripping a fistful of hair and yanking their head back. Tav moaned through their teeth and cackled.

Gale's body gave him away, even if he tried to deny it; the orb was glowing a radiant amethyst through his white, cotton undershirt. He was sweating and gasping, he was so tense and coiled to explode, he wouldn't take 30 more seconds to come in their hand.

Tav roughly grabbed onto the back of his neck, sweat slick from exertion.

"I'll make you cry from overstimulation.. from too much pleasure because you're nothing but an arrogant, self important arsehole that thinks he's a God's gift. When in reality, you're nothing but a picked over little slut who had everything and lost it all. Now you're just a sad, shit-eating, glorified Librarian who couldn't take care of a Kobald without help." Tav ridiculed and dropped his cock, sharply pushing off his stomach, stepping backwards to the table they knew was behind them.

Gale stood breathing heavily, utterly dumb-founded and painfully erect.

A sheen of sweat clung to his muscular frame, reminding them of how Gods damned tasty he'd looked in the Grymforge. What they wouldn't have given to licked, bitten and sucked every single inch of him.

Tav sat against the table and tilted their head to the side, leaning back to expose themselves fully to him.

Gale swallowed thickly, his erection twitched with desire, as his mouth hung open.

"Now you," They proffered with a gesture, "or do you need some more lessons on what it is we're doing here?" Tav smirked, narrowing their eyes at him.

It took a few seconds, before thoughts eventually flashed behind his eyes.

"So, by these new measures, I could.. push you against a window and fuck you against it from behind, so that everyone could see what a disgusting, lecherous whore you are?" He spat, a darkness across his face.

Tav grinned wide and filthy, "Now you're getting it." They winked at him with a salacious smile.

"That I could spread your arsehole wide and fuck you raw and unyielding until your sobbing underneath me?" He rumbled, his brown hair falling in curtains to shade his beautiful face, as he stalked towards them.

Now it was Tav's turn to swallow hard.

"Give it your worst, Wizard. Make it hurt." Tav snarled though a rough whisper, as they lay back flat against the table.

Gale's luminous chest heaved as he seized the collar of their shirt and ripped it apart, buttons scattering, pattering to the floor. He loomed over them, placed a hand on their throat and began to squeeze, "Oh trust me, I intend to." He threatened, as Tav's nerve-endings buzzed.

A deliciously, disgusting smile erupted between the two of them, the tension between them electric. Gale's grip increased and it sparked desire through their chest, their eyes rolling back in their head. Tav moaned through their teeth, their core pulsating with need.

Gale bit his bottom lip and groaned, as he bent down to gather the back of their knees in the crooks of his arms. He spread them aloft and viciously spat on their eagerly awaiting hole. He blindly rubbed his cock against the length of their saliva spattered sex and threw his head back, growling a whimper to himself.

He snapped his gaze back to theirs, uncertainty in his eyes, "Are you sure? You're sure you want this-want it like this?"

Tav softened - just a little bit, "You have my most enthusiastic consent. The safe word can be 'Elminster'." Tav grinned, reaching up to pat his head, "That should kill the mood enough, right?"

Gale rolled his eyes and laughed, "Undoubtedly so. I mean, even before his unbidden visit to camp begrudgingly delivering Mystra's missive to use the orb to end myself and the Absolute. I can assure you that-"

"-Gale.." Tav began reaching between themselves to align his cock to their pleading entrance, "Do shut the fuck up."

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[thefallennightmare]

Hi, I'm back with another Jesse Cash smut thought. This time Matt joins. So please enjoy.

18+ SMUT BELOW THE CUT(threeway m/f/m, soft!Jesse Cash, Mean!Matty, oral with female and male receiving at the same time.)

You didn't mean for it to happen. It was an accident. A simple little innocent mistake.

You joined your boyfriend Jesse on the road while Erra toured with Bad Omens. You slowly sneaking glances at Matt as you watched him doing what he did best. And defiantly you bumping into him in the back hall of the venue with him pushing up against the wall to catch you.

What wasn't innocent was the way Matt's hands lingered on your lower back or the way his eyes lingered on lips as you muttered a quiet "sorry."

Jesse saw all of this and instead of being upset, he was actually turned on by seeing you in the arms of someone else. So after talking it over with Matt, the two of them devised a plan.

"Where ya going, baby?" Matt called over to you as you walked into the back parking lot of the venue, looking for your boyfriend. Who was currently sitting on one of the equipment crates next to Matt.

You peered around the very empty parking lot and noticed it was only you three.

Odd.

"I was looking for my boyfriend," you said, voice laced with attitude towards Matt.

Jesse reached for your hand to yank you over to him on the crate, falling into his lap.

"What's going on?" You asked while brushing away the curls from his face.

Matt's legs were spread wide, showcasing off his DBZ sleeve and you couldn't help the way your eyes track over it.

"I have a proposition for you, sweetheart," Jesse's warm breath fanned over your ears.

Those seven words is what had you spread out on the equipment crate, leggings and panties thrown somewhere in the parking lot and Jesse between your legs; his tonuge flicking over your clit greedily.

"You look so pretty like this," he mused with a soft kiss to the inside of your thigh before he dove back in.

Matt snickered as stood next to the crate, his feet on the concrete. "She's about to look like a whore with my cock down her throat. Open up for me, baby."

His hand smacked your cheek twice before he yanked your jaw open and with your eyes locked on his, Matt sunk his cock so far down your throat you nearly choked.

"Take all of it," he gruffed while gripping your hair, holding you in place.

Jesse pulled away from your pussy, his lips coated with your arousal. "Take it easy, Matt."

You grazed a finger over his cheek, letting Jeese know you were fine. You could handle Matt's cock. Which seemed to ease his worries because Jesse's lips were back on your clit while his fingers speared inside of you. Your moans were muffled by Matt's cock as he roughly fucked your throat. You knew the scene had to have been unholy and part of you hoped no one would walk out and see you three.

Unless it was Noah.

[erensbabyy218]

Problem solver

warnings: connie x black fem reader

oral, weed

Connie believes that any problem can be solved with his head between his legs, tongue wrapping around your clit or you down on your knees as you take his dick in your mouth.

he forgot to pick you up from work cause he was smoking with the guys? head

"m'sorry ma, i was tryna leave but they wouldn't give me my keys back" he mumbles against your neck and its true, everytime he tried to get up and leave eren would hold out another blunt that connie didnt even see him roll, promising that this was the last one before he was taking the keys out of Connie's hand and depositing them into his pocket, and its not that eren didn't like you or anything but high connie was a different type of funny.

connie's hand is tugging at the waistband of your shorts, pushing them down your leg along with your panties, head disappearing between your legs.

your hand goes to his buzzed hair and you push his face deeper into your pussy, no longer upset about having to call an uber, all you can think about is the way connie's tongue flicks over your clit and the two fingers that's stretching you out just right.

you cant even remember what you were mad about in the first when you're cumming on his tonuge and he's slurping it down greedily.

You accidentally dropped all the weed he just brought cause you didnt see it when you let your body fall onto his lap.

Your throwing your hair up in a messy bun and dropping down to your knees, your hands sliding up and down his thighs.

“M’sorry daddy” you pout, pulling his sweats down just enough to free his half hard cock, taking it in your hands and pumping it till it’s fully erect.

Your press a quick peck to his tip before taking it into your mouth and sucking softly on the tip.

connie bucks his hips up, pushing more of his length into your mouth and hissing when you gag slightly.

“fuck baby your mouth feels s’fucking good” he grunts, a heavy hand coming to rest on the back of your head, pushing you down further onto his cock.

“fuckkkk” he groans as he cums down your throat, breathing heavily.

he ate the rest of your food in the middle of the night after smoking 5 blunts back to back, knowing you planned on taking it to work the next day? head

"you still mad at me?" he asks as he pokes his head through the door to your shared bedroom, you don't even bother to look at him, instead you finish applying your lips gloss, grabbing your phone and purse before you push past him and towards the steps. connie lets his hands find your waist and he pulls you flush against his chest "dont be mad at me ma, lemme make it up to you"

your pulled back into the bedroom and down onto the bed, your pants are pulled down your legs, dropping off the edge of the bed and onto the floor.

connie's head is between your legs in an instant, slurping at your cunt hungrily, tongue flicking back and forth against your clit.

[doumadono]

For sinful Sunday : can we please get a possessive! Muzan 🫣🫣

A/N: It's quite unanimous that Muzan's possessiveness knows no bounds! Just envision the sheer fury that engulfs him when you dare to disobey or display a hint of brattiness 😩

SINFUL SUNDAY

Muzan closed the distance between you with just a few brisk strides. His long fingers wrapped around your throat swiftly, pressing you firmly against the wall. His crimson eyes were wide, scanning you intensely, and his breaths were heavy.

His lips slotted against yours harshly. The kisses rough and desperate, leaving you breathless. His fingers tightened around your throat, and when he finally pulled back, you gasped for air, your chest heaving.

You were well aware that Muzan was upset - he always was when someone was playing with you, as you were his favorite plaything. He had a possessive streak and often expressed his displeasure at "having his toys taken away."

His hands slid beneath the hems of your dress, his hungry fingers finding their way to your panties and tugging them down your legs until they slipped down to your ankles. With haste and a sense of urgency, Muzan unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, his movements a bit sloppy as he fumbled with the belt in one hand. Despite his furious demeanor, he had no intention of releasing his grip on your throat.

“Please don’t be mad, please, Muzan-sama, I really didn't mean to be all flirty with Douma and…”

“Tsch!” He clicked his tonuge, “Shut up.”

Tears welled up in your eyes, a reaction you knew Muzan found arousing. He grasped your hip with his free hand and plunged himself into you. Although the situation wasn't ideal – pinned against the wall in a corridor leading to the resort's ballroom, the risk of being discovered was significant – you couldn't care less. It had been so long since you'd felt the full, thick length of Muzan inside you that you couldn't care less. “Muzan! Ah!” You gasped as his grip got tighter.

His forehead rested against yours.

You closed your eyes tight, squeezing a few stray tears down your cheeks.

“No, no, open your fucking eyes," Muzan ordered, churning his hips upward into you. “You’re gonna look at me when I'm fucking that pretty, tight cunt of yours."

You opened your eyes and met with his intense gaze. He frightened you as much as he aroused you.

His voice seethed with anger and desire as he continued to thrust into you. "You think you're tough or something? Being all flirty around those fucking bastards I regretfully call my employees? Huh?" Muzan's question was punctuated by a lascivious lick of his lips.

“N-no!” You trembled as he thrust into you again harshly. "I was just… Being… Polite!"

His hips moved with increasing urgency, the rhythm of his thrusts becoming more frantic. The feeling of his cock sliding against your walls sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body, and you couldn't help but respond with moans and sobs, your lips locked in a passionate kiss with his. Muzan's desire and desperation were palpable as he claimed you.

"I’m so sorry, I’ll be good I swear.” You felt your cunt flutter with another upward jolt of his hips.

Muzan's strength was on full display as he effortlessly lifted you and wrapped your legs around his hips. His thrusts became even more primal, a raw and urgent rhythm that left you gasping for breath. He was relentless in his pursuit of reminding you of your place, his kisses growing sloppier and his breathing heavier with each passing moment. His grunts and growls filled the air as he pounded into you, his balls slapping against your exposed cunt. Muzan spoke through gritted teeth, pressing his face to your ear, “You’re not going to do act like a cheap whore ever fucking again, understood?" Muzan was loud when he came, filling the hallway with his breathy moans and shuddered whimpers. His body trembled with every pulse of his cock, pumping you full with his thick spend.

The intensity of your orgasm left you gasping for breath, your body shuddering in waves of pleasure.

As Muzan reached his climax, his moans gave way to deep, heavy breaths. Afterward, he stepped back, releasing his grip on you. However, the lingering sensation of phantom fingers around your throat persisted.

Muzan took a moment to help you pull your panties back up before swiftly arranging his own clothing, securing his pants with his leather belt. He then cupped your cheeks tightly in his hands, staring intensely into your eyes. His lips were pressed into a tight line. “You gotta stop this shit, or I’m going to be very dissapointed, you understand? You belong to me."

[bootyful-seventeen]

Sub!Jun x Sub!Fem!Reader who are like trying to please the other the best they can. I’ll have you know this has been on my mind for a long time, and I often catch myself thinking about this. Take your time and don’t overwork yourself! Also, EAT AND DRINK AND SLEEP WELL PLEASE

The first thought that popped into my mind was that 69ing would so totally be a common occurance. You'd be pulled over to be seated on Jun's face while your sucking and licking at his cock. Both just enjoying the feeling of pleasuring each other until someone is left shaking when the other pulls out the moves that make your mind go blank from how good they're making you feel. Either from Jun playing with your clit while running his tonuge over your slit and kissing your thighs, or from you sucking on his balls while jerking him off until someone cums first and almost short circuits from overstimulation.

Or massages that lead to fingering. Mmmmmmmm my head is spinning thinking of getting a nice massage from Jun that gets you so relaxed and turned on from having his hands running over your body while he talked to you in a soft voice. And it's not very long before you're arching your back and bucking your hips against his fingers. With Jun pressing kisses to your back as he helps you come undone until you're melting into the bed.

Or, or, or giving Jun some head in the middle of a movie or when he's playing some game. I just know that Jun would look so pretty when he's getting his dick sucked. And I do think that sub! Jun would totally be a hand holder when getting head. He'd also make the cutest sounds and would have such a cute blush on his cheeks when you pull off him to press kisses to his pelvis while telling him you love him before taking him back in your mouth.

[thatprettybunny]

"Who said you're not my girlfriend?

Eren never actually asked you to be his girlfriend. College AU, suggestive

You two had been friends for weeks, high school buddies who managed to go to the same college.

For a long time, nothing went on between you two. Yeah, Eren would hang out in your apartment a lot, well him and Armin, but that was standard. You were the only one privileged enough to have your own apartment right next to campus. So late into the evening it wasnt unusual for your roomates to come home to see his lengthy limbs sprawled over the living room couch, scrolling through his phone while you sat one the rug trying to actually get work done.

However, over time things changed. Not in a bad way, just you'd realise how he was touching you more. Maybe your standing in the passageway and instead of just asking you to move, his hands would settle on your waist, gently shifting you so he could pass. Or even, when you try to reach things on the top shelf, one palm resting on your waist while the other grabbed whatever you needed.

Ohhhhh and the nicknames. What went from just your given name or even just a passing , 'Bro', over the last two months has become, 'Hey, babe, pass me that controller", "Jesus Shortie, just ask, you know you can't reach it." (especially if your taller)

And well, you brush it off. You have no choice but to think of it as how he is with all his close friends.

But close friends don't feel this kind of tension do they?

Last week, you, Jean, Eren and Armin were all spending a week at Jean's guest house on the coast. You were in the kitchen, dutifully cleaning up just mindlessly washing your plate when you feel someone's tall frame cage you in the sink, broad chest against your back, muscular arms with a delicously prominent vein running up them on either side of you, and rouge, whispy brown hair in your peripheral.

You spin around to face him, preparing a small witty comment as response, when your mind goes blank from the proximity. His bent slightly, his face one breath from yours. His lips one breath from yours.

You freeze as he gives you a dazed smile, his eyes wandering to your nose and lips, and god if your weren't crazy positive you would have sworn your chest too. He leans his head closer, resting it against yours, his breath in your ear. You feel your heart race and your skin prick with expectation. Skin shuddering when you feel a small kiss on your earlobe. and then another one lower down, and another and another.

All the way to your collarbone.

He's kind of panting and you manage to struggle out a sentence. "Eren what are you doing?" And still you'd hardly care, your brain to focused on the stiffled Shhhhhh he responds with.

Your not sure how much further you would have gone, but you never got the chance to find out anyway. After all, Eren is by nature, a little shit, so before you can even process it, a new plate clatters in the sink and Eren darts off with a yell of, "Thanks for washing that for me!" Leaving you awestruck standing there.

That wasn't even a one off thing; after then Eren's lips seem to be frequently meeting near every part of your body. Your forehead when he drops you off to classes, your cheek whenever you give him a right answer for a test. God help you, he'd even kissed your boob once while you both curled up on the couch, Thirteen going on Thirty playing on the TV and Eren's head pillowed by the soft flesh of your boobs.

And even if that's to be expected of a friendship with Eren, even if sometimes him holding your hand on the way to classes or asking you to 'Be for real Babe" when you reach to pay for your coffee, your predicament right now definitely isn't normal for friends.

Friends don't press each other on walls; hooking their thighs around them while slipping their tonuge's into the other's throat. Normal bffs are surely not supposed to plm their friends tits, say, ''such a Good Girl for me hmm?"

Yet here you are, pressed up against Eren, desperately seeking anything he was willing to give you. Letting him twist your nipples and dance with your tongue, but when he gives your bottom lip a small tug, seperating you for a split second, clarity hits you.

"Wait. Eren, isn't this like a girlfriend boyfriend thing? SHould we be doing this?

"Who said you're not my girlfriend?"

[poisonedprose]

oooh ellie x established relationship gf celebrating ellie’s bday?? her gf would spoil tf out of her (and probs top her tbh)

₊˚✧ happy birthday!

modern!ellie williams x fem!reader headcanons

warnings: lower case intended, might be typos, incomplete sentences, nsfw, cursing

masterlists

sfw ! ⋆ ellie is probably one to hate her birthday and you are more than determind to change that

⋆ you started with breakfast in bed and she just knew she was gonna be in for a long day

⋆ she didn't hate the breakfast, it was one of her favorites that she had mentioned off handedly to you once and she didn't even think you rememberd

⋆ "i guess this isn't awful." she admits forefully. you 1, birthday 0.

⋆ after breakfast you dragged her ass to the arcade

⋆ you led her over to a specific machine and pulled out a bag of quarters

⋆ "where tf did you even get those? no, seriously, thats like a million quarters." safe to say you and ellie were at the arcade for HOURS

⋆ she's just about ready to head home and thank you forgiving her a birthday that didn't want to make her rip her ribcage out

⋆ but wait theres more!! of course theres more. theres always more.

⋆ a nice candle lit dinner with a beach side view

⋆ "okay, okay fine. you win, this is really nice- IS THAT JESSE????" it was infact jesse.

⋆ "what did you think i was going to hire an actual person to serve us? i love you but i'm not made of money."

⋆ "shouldve used those damn quarters." you and jesse laughed, she shot jesse and he was silent the rest of the night.

nsfw ! ⋆ she thinks you're finally done, the sun has set at dinner and shes driving the both of you back home

⋆ "that was really nice babe, thanks. i had a lot of fun." she sounded so genuine you almosted started crying.

⋆ but you were far from done with her and when you stayed quiet she knew she was in for a treat.

⋆ it was not even 10 seconds after you guys walked in the door that you pounced on her.

⋆ literally tonuge down her throat hands anywhere you could reach, you know that usual

⋆ she's not complaining tho 🫦

⋆ as the two of you reach the bedroom shes ready to fuck you until the sun comes up but you have something else in mind for tonight

⋆ "nuh huh, tonight's about you." she doesn't know what the entails but boy does she like the sound of that.

⋆ she likes your fiesty attitude as you push her on the bed and climb on top of her, almost like she would do to you

⋆ you're teasing her ever so slowly just to hear her little whines and whimpers with how turned on shes becoming

⋆ you decided not to tease her any further, finally giving her the pleasure she craved with your tongue

⋆ oh fuck how she loved your tongue. if she were to die rn she'd be so fine with that

⋆ her moans only get louder the closer she gets and it's just music to your ears.

⋆ and after ellie's first orgasm shes eying the strap that's laying on one of the shelves and you know just what to do

⋆ yeah maybe ellie doesn't hate birthdays that much

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[jawsofpleasure]

Oh to have an incredibly pent up and desperate partner infected by sex pollen, cock stiff and balls swelling, begging me to help satiate them. Hearing them cry out and shamelessly enjoy my mouth as I do my best to be of use. Dirty talking. Begging me to help them cum. Then when they do finally cum down my throat, they realize the pollen's real strength. Their hips thrust, yelling themselves hoarse in pleasure, gripping my skull in their hands, ordering me not to stop. To keep going. Their balls producing more cum than I can empty. Gagging, choking, brought to the brink of unconsciousness only to be jolted back to reality by their balls pressing into my chin. Simply a throat, a pair of lips, a wet tonuge to try and keep them from losing themselves to their body's desperate urges. Even when the fury ends and they go limp, panting exhausted, their cock stands proud and their eyes glisten eagerly.

"C-come on... just one more..."

[phantomraeken]

"I know you're in pain" ─ Teen Wolf ─ Derek Hale

A/N : Hi! My writing isnt the best! This will be a series of stories of our m!reader being in pain and how our Teen Wolf babies would react!

Character: Derek Hale

Warnings: Blood and gore

Y/N had many encounters with hunters. He was rarely scraped in the process of these encounters. Nothing some bandages and a lot of rest (that derek insisted on) wouldn't fix. Today was no different. He hadn't even been seaking out these people. He'd been sat at the bar of a coffee shop talking to the barista. They'd went to high school together a while back. He was a sweetheart, or so Y/N thought. Until an hand met his left shoulder. It was fine until the hand gripped. Hard. Y/N gently swiveled his head to meet the womans gaze. Before he could get a word out she shoved him out of the wooden bar stool on to the hard tile floor. He hadn't gotten a grip of the whole situation until he heard the bar stool hit the floor beside him.

"What the hell?" Y/N spat at the woman trying to push himself up. Her foot met his chest shoving him back down. Knocking the wind out of the boy. He let out a harsh breath. Y/N finally caught his breath and spoke again, his eyes shooting daggers at the dark haired woman. "Need something?"

"Awww, the wolfy is all mad." Her voice taunted his ears. His heart jumped as those words slipped through her painted red lips. Y/N went to grab her boot but the moment his hand met her shiny boot she pulled out a blade.

"Fuck off!" Y/N growled, his eyes sparked gold before returning to their natural (e/c) state.

"Cute." She smiled, a shit eating smile. A smile that made Y/N's anger rise. The woman slowly leaned down, her knees met the floor on either side of the boys torso. Her blade was waved in his face. Silver.

Y/N tried to move from her grip but suddenly pain throbbed through his upper right arm, she'd dug the blade through his arm making it stuck. He reached his other arm over his chest to pull it out. She clicked her tonuge. Suddenly, in one swift moment she grabbed Y/N's wrist and shoved it above his head. She pulled another blade out slashing it across his chest.

Y/N let out a shriek of pain. What more could he do? This hunter was insane. Before he could speak again her voice filled the silent café. "Your kind killed my family. Your father killed my family, Y/N L/N." Anger filled her voice. "And now I've come to repay you the favor, dear boy. Don't think any of your friend are safe either."

Y/N finally howled, it ended in a scream of pain. The lady laughed at his horrible noise. He watched as one of the workers covered his ears. Y/N was done. He ripped his hand out of the womans grasp. With the violent jerk his whole body moved, throwing her off of him. Though, it did result in the blade that was stuck in his arm cutting him further. Finally Y/N pulled the blade from his arm and threw it to the side.

The door quite litterly flew open and off its hinges. He couldn't even watch where it went. When it met a wall he winced at the horid noise. "Little late, don't you think?" Y/N gave a small, pained smile as he looked back to see Isaac, Boyd, Erica, and his lover boy, Derek Hale himself.

"Sorry honey. Figured you could hold your own." Derek spoke in his usual comanding tone, it was laced with sas and genuine care. Y/N pushed himself up before a new pain met his leg. He looked down at the woman. "Okay, now she's-"

"Really?" Y/N interrupted Derek. "Hun," He knelt down his gaze meeting hers. "I'll meet you in hell! Say hi to Peter for me, will you?" His free foot jerked to meet her face, sliding her back a few feet. "Nice blade too." He pulled the knife out of his leg. Y/N gave the blade a good look before throwing it. The blade met her head.

"Fuc-" Y/N's body finally gave out. Boyd quickly caught him and knelt down so Y/N wouldn't fall on the floor.

The world slowly went black, muffled voices filled Y/N's ears. Some of it was panicked, some was just pure anger.

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Y/N gained consciousness after a few painfully long hours for Derek. He was sat beside the unconscious body of his boyfriend. Derek had insisted that Y/N stayed at his place instead of a hospital.

His fingers were intertwined with the (s/c) boy. Derek didn't want to seem weak in front of the people who needed him. He finally broke down and started sobbing.

Y/N couldn't move, just listen to the chokes that slipped out of Derek's mouth. As he regained some strength he gave a small squeeze to Derek's hand. This was rewarded with a small kiss to his knuckles.

"You're alive." Derek spoke quietly.

Y/N managed to sit up. A spike of pain hit his chest. He let out a gasp and gritted his teeth. Derek's hand met his cheek.

"It hurts." Y/N gasped out. Normally he had a high pain tolerance but his chest was his weak spot. Derek gave a gentle shush like noise.

"I know honey. It's going to be okay. I'm here, Y/N. I'll take care of you. Okay?" Derek spoke sternly. Y/N knew Derek ment well. It was just his way of talking. "You need rest. Lay down. Now."

"Der, I can take care of myself. Ple-" Y/N was quickly cut off.

"No. I love your independence, really. But you need to trust me and rest. You're healing at the speed of a human this time." Derek spoke sternly. His eyes glowed red and a growl escaped his lips. "You need to lay down."

"Okay, okay. I'll rest." Y/N slid back into a laying position before giving a small pat to the bed beside him. "You should rest too. You're stressing to much about me. Please."

Derek couldn't resist your cute face, he loved the small smiles you gave him. Everything about you was perfect to him. He gave in and slipped under the blankets with you. He very, very gently wrapped his arms around you. Like you were fragile.

"Derek." Y/N started. Derek pushed his face into the smaller boys neck, his breath ghosting over it. In response to his name he gently hummed. "I'm not fragile, you know?" Derek moved his face so the two boys locked eyes.

"I'm scared I'll-" Y/N cut him off with a kiss.

Derek melted into the kiss a small smile played at the sides of his mouth.

Once Derek shifted to make both boys more comfortable Y/N was asleep in seconds. Derek loved when his boyfriend fell asleep in his arms. He knew he wouldn't sleep. Derek had to watch and make sure Y/N's chest was still rising and falling.

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It had been a few days sense the incident. Y/N had finally started showing signs of healing. Today was his first day out of bed, against Derek's word. It took him a few tries to get out of bed but he found his footing. Y/N slipped on Derek's slippers, they were a bit big on him but comfortable. He didn't know where his boyfriend was but he'd find him.

Midway down the hall the silence was interupted by Derek's deep voice, "Y/N, why are you out of bed? I'm glad you're feeling better but you need to rest."

Y/N spun on his heels, losing his footing and falling on to his knees. Derek ran over letting out a sigh.

"I wanted to come see you. I was lonely." Y/N pouted. Derek scooped him up bridal style. Y/N let out a frustrated sigh and leaned back so his head was hanging back.

"You need to heal. You can sit with me but you need to lay down." Derek's gaze sofened.

"Fine." Y/N grumbled, a small growl played in his throat.

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A/N: SOFT DEREK HALE BABYYYYY. I hope you liked it and let me know who you'd like next!!