#until i get to his clothes they make me want to convulse

[kayak-lmao]

and then nothing bad happened involving a hammer and randy and gingi lived happily ever after

[lyrefromthesea]

Period sex with upper moons?

Akaza, Kokushibo, Douma - Period Sex

author's note: guess who's my favourite character in here and who i have personal beef with, i dare you.

pairing: Kokushibo x reader, Douma x reader, Akaza x reader

content warning: (obviously) period sex, mentions of blood, fem!reader

Kokushibo:

• though internally panicking, looked just fine when he picked up on the smell of blood

• came to check and the silent panic vanished

• will eventually know when your period starts before you know it yourself

• has no problem going down on you, but somehow always end up balls deep inside you

you whined as the man pulled two fingers out of your cunt, satisfied with the way you were dripping both blood and arousal.

he held eye contact with you as he brought the two digits to his lips, pushing them past his lips and licking the blood off.

"it's more than sweet.." he uttered, all three pairs of his eyes narrowing slightly. you held back a needy hum, seeing him glance at you.

he let his kimono slide of his shoulders, your mind occupied by the gracefulness of his actions. the cloth fell to the ground, revealing the pale body you've seen many times already.

"now let me have you.." he quietly said, steeping out of the last piece of clothing. though your eyes were focused on the clothes piled beside him, he was completely focused on you.

before you knew it, the man was over you, strong arms caging you between them. you felt your face heat up, almost making you forget the cramps you were experiencing.

"look at me." he demanded - requested. despite the embarrassment, you met his gaze, the smallest tug on his lip indicating his content state.

you held eye contact with him until he had fully sheathed himself inside you. his hand traveled over your stomach, pressing down where he suspected his cock would be.

you gasped, trying to keep yourself from arching your back. with his hand still on your stomach, he began slowly thrusting into you, watching your face for any discomfort.

"is that it? are you feeling good like this?" he whispered into your ear, his voice lightly breathy. you didn't answer - he didn't need one, not when you were squeezing around him so tightly.

Douma:

• you know he takes advantage of situations that could be good for him and this is definitely one of them

• yes, sex is something he had come to enjoy, but this was totally different

• blood, he didn't even need to do anything

• free source of food for a week, definitely will eat you out, no way he'll use his cock when he can just fuck you with his tongue

this was perfect, you were perfect, everything about this situation was perfect to him. he had you right where he wanted, right at his mercy.

you, on the other hand, were exhausted and in desperate need of a break. when did this start? you couldn't even remember how many orgasms the man - the demon - has pulled out of you.

his tongue licked a long stripe up your pussy, watching you shudder and cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain. he was too focused on his actions to notice the way you were weakly tugging at his hair, trying to stop him.

"so sweet, my little follower." he muttered against you, eyes finally opening, just enough for them to be lidded. he looked at you, realizing that the blood had decreased over time.

"don't tell me you're already finished? i thought you were going to give me more - show me your respect." he laughed, knowing that you could barely react to his words.

tears had started falling down your cheeks a long time ago, not sure how to handle any following orgasm. yet you couldn't move, body cramping up every few minutes while his arms pressed you against his face.

he didn't care how messy it got, a mix of slick, spit and blood staining his lips and chin. how could he care? you were divine.

if there was anything close to a god, it had bestowed him with the pleasure of getting to taste you every month.

your weak cries pulled him out of his thoughts, feeling you convulse and tremble once more, cooing at the orgasm he pulled out of you.

"look, there's more! i knew you had it in you, little follower, now be good and give me even more." he chuckled, kissing up your thigh until he was ready to dive into eating you out again.

Akaza:

• panicked when you got your first period and he didn't know of it

• first thought: danger, first thought after finding out you were on you period: nonexistent

• knew you were in pain and does his best to help, but keeps away from sex for quite some time

• eventually gives up because he can't resist your pleading

• enjoys it, but constantly worried

you watched him wipe the blood off his chin with the back of his hand, licking the rest of his lips. the action alone made you shudder in anticipation, feeling him stand up to position himself over you.

"are you feeling better, darling?" he asked, his voice quiet, as if he knew it would hurt you. you were fragile in his eyes, at the verge of breaking whenever you felt like this.

he treated you with the outmost care, abandoning pride to ensure your comfort. feeling another cramp shoot pain through your stomach, you held onto him, squeezing your eyes shut.

"please.. i need you.." you breathlessly whispered, his warm hand coming down to rub soothing circles against your waist. his other hand helped him guide his cock towards your entrance.

"shh.. i'm here for you." he answered, rubbing his cock against the mix of your slick and blood, the action making you moan out quietly.

he let you hold onto him as he pushed in, whispering words of praise and appreciation. the man didn't stop until you took him full, quietly grunting at the way you were squeezing.

"you.. you have to relax, darling. you're squeezing me so damn tight.." he groaned, letting his head fall down.

his hand let go off your leg, rubbing circles against your clit. "a- ah.. relax for me, darling. relax so i can take care of you."

he made sure to put your pleasure above his, to ensure your safety, your comfort. you gifted him the opportunity to eat you out, to taste you in such a special way, he needed to make sure you were doing good. it was only fair in his opinion, this wasn't about him, he could hold himself back if it made you feel better.

nevertheless, you didn't mind thanking him once your period was over, making sure to give him the pleasure he made you feel.

[lulahwrites]

Touch Tank

James Potter x reader (Smut, bit of fluff at the end.)

Summary: Cancelling a threesome with Sirius and Remus to get eaten out by James Potter, that’s it, that’s the plot.

Warning: smut, fem!reader, oral (fem receiving) - I also did not spell check, I apologise in advance 🙏

Maybe Remus and Sirius would be furious to know that this is why you cancelled on them. With your head leant back against James’ headboard, you didn’t care. Not one bit. Being told you were bored by James meant one thing and one thing only. He was hungry.

You were more than happy to satisfy his cravings. You could see him, face concentrated. He’d start by kissing up your thighs. Biting them, sucking them. Doing everything in his power to make your stomach swirl. His hands grabbing tightly at whatever he got his hands on first. It didn’t matter what, he needed you more than he understood.

Looking down, seeing his messy hair watching his head shake slightly at times when he was trying to show the different angles he could get to. All just to make you feel good. There was not one part of you he left untouched. Sometimes slowly swirling up your clit, licking and sucking when he was desperate.

Then pushing his fingers inside you, curling them deep inside you. Taking every chance he could to make you moan his name. Sometimes separating himself from licking your clit to rub it with his thumb. Leaving his fingers inside, he’d watch you as you squirmed for him and kiss your thighs.

His smug smile not even present, just a look of pure adoration. His fingers buried deep inside you, adding another to watch you open your eyes. Surprised about how full he was making you feel.

He brought his head back down, tongue toying with your clit again, fingers still inside. Suddenly he was groaning against you, sending shock waves through your core. He pushed his face deeper as he removed his fingers and quickly replaced them with his tongue. Your noise of disappointment cut short over the loss of his fingers due to his nose rubbing against your clit as he brought his tongue deeper.

James’ groans didn’t stop though. He was practically whining, grabbing at your thighs. Pushing them closer to his ears. He kept pushing and pushing until you got the message and wrapping them around his head.

He moaned satisfied to finally have what he wanted. He then decided to focus on your clit. Licking at it until he felt you convulsing above him. He kept licking, letting you ride out your orgasm, bringing himself back up when your legs slackened against his head.

He looked up at you, gently kissing your thighs. Stroking them as you calmed down.

‘Any good?’ He asked smiling at you.

‘Yeah, was alright I guess,’ you teased breathlessly.

He chuckled at you as you laid there. Then he turned to his draw to grab you some clothes. He came back to the bed and dressed you in his boxers and a red shirt. You smiled at the gesture.

You stared at each other for a minute, both of your cheeks red and eyes tired. He crawled into the bed next to you, turning you on your side to cuddle into you.

‘Well, was it worth missing out on whatever you had going on with Sirius and Remus?’ He asked kissing your cheek lightly.

‘Definitely.’ You smiled. It was peaceful for second, James still littering kisses around your face and neck which was broken by an offended scoff.

‘Well me and Moony had a great time without you, if you must know.’

[halsteadlover]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐳𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬?

*Gifs not mine credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Female!Reader.

• Requested: no.

• Summary: you and Hotch have occasional rendezvous but each time you promise it’ll be the last even if neither of you seems to be able to stop.

• Warnings: smut, unprotected sex (don’t be like them you guys wrap it if you want to use it!!!), cursing, dirty talk, oral sex m. receiving, basically porn with no plot lol

• Word count: 1824.

• A/N: PLEASE READ THIS ONLY IF YOU’RE 18+ MINORS STAY AWAY. I hope you like this, let me know what you think. Comment, reblog and like if you want and as always thank you so much for your support.

“Oh fuck Hotch you feel so good…-” you moaned loudly as you kept riding him on his chair. Your shaking thighs burned, your aching knees pressing against on his chair as his dick thrusted deeper and deeper inside you.

His hands were gripping your hips as he accompanied your movements, grunting and trying to remain silent while his fingers pressed against your skin so hard they left marks on it.

He let go of your hip and covered your mouth when another groan escaped your lips, making your moans become just muffled sighs. “Shut up, you don't want them to hear us do you?”.

You shook your head, biting into his palm as you placed your hands on the arms of his chair for support while letting yourself get rocked by the immense pleasure he was giving you.

It was a mistake.

You knew it was.

But God what a beautiful mistake.

You couldn't help it.

Since the day you and Hotch ended up in bed one night after a case and a few drinks, you didn’t stop having these rendezvous, neither of you could help it. Every time you promised yourselves it’d be the last, but it was enough to find yourselves close, or your eyes to meet during the discussion of a case, or for some reason his hand to casually caress yours to break this promise.

You were just like a drug for each other. From that first dose you had that night, you could no longer go without that feeling of euphoria and pure ecstasy the sex gave you.

Aaron Hotchner was the most sinful thought that crossed your mind, the forbidden thing you always craved and God did you love it.

Maybe it was the fact you were a BAU agent and he was your boss, maybe it was the thrill of being discovered, maybe it was the taste of the forbidden – hell, what would the FBI have said if they knew the upright boss of the behavioral analysis unit was breaking the rules that he himself continually reiterated to his agents?

This, however, didn't stop either of you, indeed it was as if all this was fuel thrown on the fire, passion and desire you already felt.

At first you both managed to keep that passion at bay, having occasional sex in hotel rooms when you were out of town for a case. But the more time passed, the more difficult it became to suppress everything, to hide that you wanted to rip each other’s clothes off every minute of the day.

And that's why you found yourself in his office that evening, fucking near his desk while there were still some colleagues still in the bullpen.

“God I've been thinking about you and this damn skirt all day… Fuck… You’re irresistible,” he muttered, his eyes scanning your figure sitting on him as his dick fucked your wet pussy.

He was completely mesmerized.

Your skirt was rolled up around your hips, the sheer black stockings you were wearing until recently had been ripped by Hotch in the heat of passion, your panties were thrown to the floor, your shirt unbuttoned and your bra moved as your breasts popped out and bounced to the rhythm of your motion.

You looked like a fucking goddess.

The walls of your pussy started to clench around his dick, making him twitch inside you, your hips stuttering as you felt your orgasm building more and more. It was as if your body was going through convulsions and you couldn't control it, you just wanted and desired that intense pleasure that only Aaron Hotchner was able to give you.

He wrapped his lips around your breast, sucking and licking your nipple as you threaded your hands into his hair and pulled it. You bit your lower lip in an attempt to keep at bay the moans and gasps you was struggling to keep quiet.

“Just like that, oh yeah just like that you feel so good Hotch,” you whispered in a gasp, rolling your eyes and head back. His tongue licked your skin, from your breasts, then moving up your collarbone to your neck, kissing and sucking your skin until he left a mark.

Hotchner wasn't one for hickeys, he wasn't one for office sex in the workplace, he wasn't one for quickies, he wasn't one to break the rules that he himself had set but you managed to break down every single part of his barrier, you managed making him lose control in a way that he loved and hated at the same time, you managed to unleash emotions in him that he had never even felt in his life.

You were hurricane.

You were storm.

You were addiction.

And he couldn't get enough of you, never.

“Shit, fuck,” he cursed, biting and licking the skin of your shoulder as his thumb began drawing imaginary circles on your clit making your muscles tense even more and your movements more erratic. You almost had a heart attack from the intense pleasure that flowed through your veins. “God princess you ruin me.”

A breathtaking orgasm hit over you without any other warning like a raging river, making you dizzy and see stars. Your vision went blurry for a few moments, making you even forget you were in your boss' office and someone could actually hear you.

You tried to catch your breath but at that very moment there was a knock on the door, making both you and Hotch freeze in place, his hard dick still inside you. You exchanged a panicked look.

“Just one second.” Aaron had responded after clearing his throat and then continuing talking to you in a whisper, “Get under the desk.”

You nodded and lifted yourself off his legs, which had turned to jelly as you bent down and picked up your panties. You settled under the desk between his legs while he quickly tried to fix his hair and button up his shirt. He stood up and put on his pants, leaving them loose without bringing them up to his hips.

“Come in.”

Your heart was beating so wildly you could hear the pounding in your ears. You stayed paralyzed under the desk, too afraid to even breathe.

The door opened and you recognized Agent Anderson's voice. “I brought the Porters' case report from five days ago Agent Hotchner.”

He nodded, his expression completely serious and professional as he pretended to fill out a file he didn't even remember at the moment.

“Thank you Agent Anderson, leave it on my desk.”

Despite the fear of being discovered, however, you couldn't contain your excitement and the thought of driving him crazy couldn't leave your mind. You placed a hand on his inner thigh, trailing your fingers along his crotch with sensuality.

Aaron almost had a heart attack when you quietly pulled his underwear off enough for his dick to pop out again, still wet and damp from your fluids and you wrapped your hand around it, starting to jerk him off with slow, controlled pace.

“Agent Hotchner there was a thing about this case I wanted to ask you about…” Agent Anderson had asked.

Are you fucking kidding me right now?

Hotch nodded and pointed to the chair in front of his desk, his lips pressed together because he was afraid if he opened them only moans would come out.

Your hand increased its speed and Hotch let out a deep sigh as he leaned back in his chair, about to have a heart attack right then and now.

He looked at Anderson, he heard him talking but his brain couldn't process a single word he was saying, too focused on trying to keep a serious expression and not let on that there was a woman under his desk who was masturbating him.

But the final blow came when you wrapped your lips around his dick, taking it all in your mouth and tasting yourself on it. He let out a small moan which immediately covered with a cough, thanking god Anderson was too caught up in whatever he was saying to notice.

His hand reached below the desk and into your hair, pulling it harshly and making you almost moan at the sensation. This caused you to pick up your pace and Hotch didn't know whether to hate you or not at that moment.

He wanted you to stop.

But also for you to keep going because that fucking mouth of yours was pure ecstasy.

“Are you okay, agent Hotchner?” Anderson stopped at a certain point, noticing the way Hotchner continued to move in his chair and the blush on his cheeks.

“Y-yes, I apologize...” Hotch breathed out. “Lord,” he almost let out a groan which he tried to mask with another cough. “I’m not feeling very well these days. C-can…” he stopped again, swallowing another moan. “We’ll talk about t-this tomorrow Anderson. Excuse me.”

You couldn’t help but smirk to yourself, feeling victorious for making the always-so-serious SSA Aaron Hotchner a complete mess.

His thighs started to shake, his fingers still pulling your hair as you licked his dick, leaving a long string of saliva on his tip. You wrapped your lips around him again and a hand around the base, jerking him off while simultaneously taking it in your mouth. Your other hand rested on his thigh, pressing your nails on his hot skin.

Your mouth felt like heaven and it didn't take long for the orgasm to start building again after it was interrupted.

“Oh yes of course, I'm sorry. Get well soon then, g-good night agent Hotchner.” Anderson replied and jumped to his feet before mumbling some more nonsense and exiting the office, closing the door behind him.

Hotch let out a particularly deep sigh and rested his head on the edge of his chair as he continued to mercilessly fuck your mouth.

“You fucking little slut, you really can't help yourself huh?” He groaned, looking back at you. His grip around your hair tightened, forcing your head down and making you gag. “My needy little whore, look at you chocking on my dick… Fuck you’re gonna make me come.”

How could he make such derogatory names so damn sexy?

It didn't take long for Hotch to explode into an intense orgasm inside your mouth, not letting your head go until he watched you swallow every single damn drop of his cum.

He exhaustedly leaned back in his chair, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he waited for his breathing to calm down.

He took your hands and helped you out from under the desk, letting you sit on his lap and kissing you until taking your breath.

He gave you a sweet little kiss on your forehead, caressing your cheek with a thumb, tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear. “You'll be the death of me sooner or later, agent Y/Ln.”

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Prefects Bathroom

Draco Malfoy x Reader

Summary : You couldn't help but want a bath in the prefects tub.. What happens when your rival finds you?

A/N : DAY ONE OF KINKTOBER !! I hope you enjoy :^)

CW : SMUT, 18+, Mean!Draco, Fem!Reader, dubcon, choking, degrading, orgasm denial

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You don’t know where the urge to bathe in the prefects tub came from but it was one you could not shake off. Day after day passed that you would think about it and finally the time came. You had enough of the thought bothering you. 

Your legs moved quickly as you avoided the prefects and made your way towards the bathroom. You had a few close run-ins but successfully made it. The room was exactly how you had imagined, and the water was already looking enticing. You turned on the soaps and began to strip, desperate to finally get respite. The bath was as good as your mind had convinced itself it would be. The water washed away at the aches and tensions in your muscles, your head leaning against the wall in bliss.

It wasn’t seconds later that the door opened and your heart stopped. You had forgotten to close the door.

You had forgotten to close the door?!

You pulled bubbles around you and tried to cover yourself as you met eyes with your intruder. Your heart stopped and no warmth within the bath could fill the cold void that hit you.

“What do we have here? Y/N out of bed and breaking the rules?” Malfoy sneered as he locked the door and moved just a bit closer. You could feel your blood boil and knew either way you were fucked. You had hated him since first year, finding his ego and arrogance to be over the top and disrespectful.

“Malfoy, do you have any manners? I’m nude. Give me some decency to at least get dressed please.” You growled out as his footsteps stopped and he smirked.

“Oh but dear, why should I do that? It’s not like you’re a human anyways. Little bug is begging for decency. Ha!” His eyes glared into yours awaiting what nasty retort you could make.

You were left in quite the conundrum. Your clothes were more than a few steps away and the bubbles weren’t going to last forever. On top of that, Malfoy was no gentleman and would definitely get a kick out of seeing you like this. So there was only one option left - get up and turn it on him.

You took a deep breath and slowly swam to the stairs, stepping out of the tub. You stared at Malfoy as his eyes widened and he took in your form. You came closer to him, your hand reaching out to barely brush his.

“Enjoying the show Malfoy? I’m sure you’ve never seen a woman before anyways.” You whispered and a groan left his lips. You laughed at his pathetic display and turned around to go grab your clothes. It was obvious that you had won the little battle, even if it was at the loss of your dignity.

At least you thought, until you felt his grip on your wrists and he turned you around.

“Of course I’ve seen women before. I’ve added up quite the list. I will enjoy adding your name to it.” Draco yanked you towards him and your eyes widened. Was he being serious? He seriously thinks you would let him have you?

“That’s priceless Malfoy. I would rather die than sleep with the likes of you.”

“Then you can die taking my cock.” Draco’s hand wandered up to your throat and tightened, his face dangerously close to yours. You felt dirty at the fact that you convulsed around nothing, his words lighting a flame throughout your body,

“This isn’t right.” You smacked at his chest and his grin only grew.

“Tell me to stop if you don’t fucking want it then.” Draco’s voice still held malice but it seemed more towards himself. You couldn’t help but stay silent as his hands continued down your chest. His finger danced around your nipple, his cold eyes watching exactly what made you writhe. He leaned in, breath mingling across your ear.

“I’m going to ruin you.”

It was as if something erupted in the both of you. Draco’s mouth was on yours in seconds, his hands roaming across your nude form. Your lips shaped into his as your hands threw his cloak on the ground, desperate to have him.

“Ah, now pretty girl wants me? Talked a big talk beforehand.” Draco cackled and you grimaced. He really knew how to push your buttons. Lucky for you, two could play at that game.

“You think I’m pretty?” 

The silence was deafening as Draco rolled his eyes and leaned away to lick a stripe down your neck.

“I’ll fuck the attitude right out of you.”

“Any day now then.” You tapped at his neck, granting you a harsh tug at your hair.

“Fucking brat.”

His fingers crawled down, resting right above where you needed him most. You knew better than to expect kindness from the man. You pulled at his hand and placed it on your cunt, much to his surprise.

“Naughty little slag.” Draco digit moved through your folds, taking its sweet time to gather your slick. You squirmed in pleasure, waiting as he teased your hole.

“You want me to finger fuck you darling?” Draco cooed against your ear and you nodded quickly. You were much too desperate to play this little game anymore, your body taking control of your mind.

“Hmm.. You’re lucky I’m feeling generous. Only for a little though.” Draco pushed his fingers into you, stretching you out. You gripped at his shoulders, small moans leaving your mouth as he began to pump in and out.

“D-Draco..” You whispered and he raised an eyebrow in mock confusion.

“Is something wrong dear?” His tone matched his force, the next pump deeper than the last. You couldn’t help but gasp and feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. 

“Aw, are you about to cum?” Draco’s thumb moved down to your nub, stroking it with fervor. Your arms tightened around him as you drew up and then all at once it was gone. 

You would kill him.

“What the fuck Malfoy?!” You screeched and his wicked laughs filled the room.

“You didn’t think I’d let you cum on my fingers? You’re not that special darling. You can take my cock like the whore you are and that’s it.” Draco grabbed at your waist and didn’t wait to line himself up. 

“You fucker-”

“Oh yes, I am going to fuck you.” Draco retorted, shoveling his cock into your sopping hole. All you could do was grasp at the wall as he pushed you against it, basically smothering you into the stone.

His hand gripped at your throat as the other dug into your fleshy hip. It was sure to leave bruises tomorrow but you couldn’t be bothered to care. Not when his cock pummeled in and out of you at such a pace that it left you breathless.

“I-I fucking hate you. Walking around with this pretty ass and your attitude. Fucking finally get to teach you a lesson.” Draco’s grunts filled the room as his cock slammed further than you thought imaginable. You could only moan in response, your head feeling a bit dizzy from the lack of oxygen and pleasure.

“Fuck. Take it. Your pretty pussy was meant for me to ruin it. You hear me?” Draco continued to mumble nonsense as you clenched around him, rapidly approaching your orgasm. 

“Dra-co..”

“I know darling. I can feel you clenching me.. Fucking cum and make a mess like the slut you are.”

His lewd words broke the gates, sending you to your much awaited orgasm. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you felt him spill all over your ass.

Your breaths were the only thing filling the empty bathroom for the next few minutes until Draco adjusted himself and picked up his cloak.

“Don’t think I like you now because of this. Once a cocksleeve, always a cocksleeve.” He sneered as he handed you your clothes, slowly strutting out of the room. His words may have been cruel but you would celebrate one victory - at least he didn't turn you in.

[billzoned]

Hey, I don't know if you still write, but I imagine sapnap getting angry after losing in a game and taking it out on the bed-

anger

pairing :: cc! sapnap + afab! reader

content warnings :: explicit content, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it guys), dom! sapnap, sub! reader, edging, ..marking, choking, belly bulge.., hair pulling if u squint, praise.., bjs, creampie :o

word count :: 920

author's note :: i am indeed still writing! i just write excruciatingly slow and my motivated comes in small bursts most of the time. but requests are always welcome <3

(ps.) i am horrible at writing endings, and aftercare...oopsies? :'c

NOT PROOFREAD — nsfw under cut.

sapnap is one to get just a little bit...angry if he loses in something. it doesn't matter if it's a video game, or anything else– he'll get irritated. to make it oh so much better– he takes his anger out on you every time he gets the chance.

all that could be heard throughout sapnap's room was the sound of gagging and euphoric groans coming from sapnap. after he lost a manhunt (horribly), he had decided to take all of his anger out on you– in your vulnerable state of watching youtube videos in the room next to him, he had dragged you into his own room and decided to simply fuck your throat and try to blow off some steam.

your clothes were nowhere to be found– probably thrown on the floor somewhere as your throat convulsed around sapnap's cock as he harshly forced your head up and down repeatedly. you were clearly having trouble taking all of him into your mouth. "ah, god- come on, just be a good little slut and take it, yeah?" he mocked your struggles. but he rolled his eyes, grabbed your hair and pulled your mouth off of him anyway, letting you take a breather as you coughed from the severe asphyxiation you had experienced in the past two minutes– until he pushed your head back down and continued ravaging your throat until it was sore and raw. he kept fucking into your mouth until suddenly his cum shot down your throat and painting your mouth white with a loud groan.

finally, after what felt like eternity, he grabbed a handfull of your hair and roughly pulled you off of him and carried you to his bed. "you want to be fucked, don't you?" he said as he bent down to start his attack on your neck– biting and kissing all over the flesh until your skin was littered in pink-ish red marks. the noises you were making were enough of a confirmation for sapnap, as he trails his hand down from your stomach to your thighs, and finally to your dripping cunt. he slowly drags his fingers up and down your folds until he stops at your clit– rubbing small circles rabidly and hearing your small whimpers and quiet moans fall out from your lips. you were just on the edge of release, your noises getting just a bit louder and more desperate, until he stopped all of his movements and left you with a ruined orgasm.

"you're gonna have to beg if you really want to cum, sweetheart." he said tauntingly, slipping his fingers into your cunt. you looked at him with fat tears rolling down your face, trying your best to beg. "please, sap!! jus' let me cum-! please-please, please!" you beg, your destroyed voice trembling and filled with desperation. "hm.. i may consider it.." this went on for a couple of minutes until he finally gave you what you were begging for. your legs had started shaking uncontrollably from the overstimulation of his fingers moving rapidly in and out of your pussy as the coil in your abdomen snaps. you moan aloud and your eyes roll back into your head in pleasure– vision going cloudy– as sapnap looks down at you. "there you are... good girl, good girl.. doing so well for me.." he praised, as he pulled his fingers out of you.

he swiftly pulled you to the edge of his bed, lining up his cock with your entrance and pushing the tip in, before slamming into you and making you moan loudly. he grabbed your hips tightly– so tightly that they would certainly leave bruises in the morning. the continuous sounds of skin-on-skin slapping and the sounds of ecstasy coming from both you was simply intoxicating to sapnap. he couldn't help himself– he just had to wrap his large hand around your throat like a necklace and hear your struggled moans. "take it- fuck- take it f'me, yeah?" he whispered in your ear. he looked down over your body, his eyes stopping at the little bulge pressing up in your tummy every time he thrusted in and out. his head fell back from the sight– he wasn't even sure if he could last much longer from that.

your moans increased in volume as his cock brushed against your g-spot, waves of pure pleasure flowing through your veins every time he pounds into you. he slowly trailed his hand down from your throat to your stomach, and to your clit– rubbing it rapidly and stimulating the small bundle of nerves. the two of you weren't gonna last too much longer, that was for sure. with sap pounding into you and the two of you being in a state of pure ecstasy..it was bound to end soon.

you could feel the familiar feeling of your abdomen tightening, signaling you were close to your long awaited orgasm. suddenly, with one simple deep thrust from sapnap your orgasm hit you like a truck– your eyes rolling back into your head and a loud moan falling from your lips. sap's hips were soon stuttering as he groans, head falling backwards and eyes closing as his cum leaks into you. he takes a moment before he pulls out–asking if you're okay and slowly slipping out.

the last thing you remember is him saying, "i'll be back in a minute, alright?" before seeing his blurry figure getting up and walking supposedly to the bathroom to go get a wet wash cloth to clean you up.

<3

AA I FINALLY POSTED SOMETHING I WROTE!!1!1!! it's 1 in the morning and it's not the best but hope yall enjoy! :3

[a--butterflys--dream]

Hmmmmmmore vampire boyfriend please-

sorry this took so long to get to !! I'm very sporadic in my writings here :')

but anyway, here's a little NSFW scenario with him that goes deeper into the first time he tastes your blood. GN reader, no anatomy specified.

CW: oral (receiving), blood and blood drinking, period mention, arousal drunk vampire idk.

vampire boyfriend who, when he finally, finally gets to taste you, can't hold back.

he wouldn't dare do anything without your consent, but the moment you make it clear he can do as he likes, he's on you. lapping from the wounds he'd made on your neck, his hands reaching under clothing to touch your bare skin.

"you're....far too alluring for your own good, my dear." he breathes out, his fangs seemingly longer as he feels your reaction to his touches. "i-is that right?" you'd reply meekly, letting out small whimpers as you writhe under his ministrations... his hands soon moved to strip you bare of any clothing, how much your heart was pumping from his doing was driving him mad. nothing could get between him and his darling now, right?

"pesky cloth...always getting in the way." he'd hiss, making his way between your thighs, leaving trails of bite marks as he grew closer to your arousal. "you can't get any more divine, it's.... unbelievable, truly." even if you protested, if it became too much for your body to handle, he's far too deep to stop now.

"let me just...have my fill of you." he chuckled darkly, using his mouth where it belonged, teasing and pleasuring you like no mortal man could. his tongue was quick and touching just the right places, your arteries on either side of his head only egged him on... as did the song of bliss you sang. nobody else was allowed to hear, yes? nobody. "o-oh please, i- h-haah, just.. a little more, I'm so close-" you'd cry, and tug at his hair, and god did he love it when you did that.

your hands tangled in his hair, so desperate for release had him harder than he'd ever been, and once you finally, finally felt the snap of release, he took all he could get. swallowing it all, lapping up anything he was able to take. he'd look up for approval, a silent question of if he was good enough. well... of course he was. how many men can make someone to cum with their mouth alone? but he wouldn't stop there. no, no, of course not. he'd have you writhing, begging, convulsing and screaming his name over and over, until he felt satisfied. "sorry, darling. I just can't get enough, you can give me one more...and I'll let you go." he'd pant, knowing he'd be coaxing more than one more orgasm out of you. he was addicted to the way you sounded, the way you moved, the taste... oh, the taste. god forbid you're on your period, he'd never be leaving from between your thighs.

he was one who enjoyed pleasing you so much that undoubtedly he'd soiled his pants, cumming without even the faintest of touches.

and don't forget about the aftercare!! he'd be running you a bath filled with soothing perfumed oil and bath salts, staying as close as you'd want, neverending praises spewing from his mouth. "you did so, so good for me, darling. I know, I know, you're tired. but I'll take care of you to the end." he'd even cook you a meal and personally feed it to you, anything you'd want, he'd make it happen.

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AN: and that's that for now, I hope this wasn't too badly written ;-; I haven't done something like this in a while so don't blame me too much...

should I give Vampire BF a name now, since he's become a frequent flyer? I'm open to suggestions if you guys have any.

[miniversse]

⭑ “control” ⭑

⭑ seungmin x female reader

⭑ content includes: established relationship, non-idol seungmin, non-idol reader, use of shock device, use of ropes and being tied, reader has pain kink, masturbation (reader), unprotected sex, releasing, use of pet names (doll,baby), slight degradation, mention of safe word

⭑ note: seungmin in the newest skz code has not left my mind and i this is the only way i can maintain my sanity. also if yk where the last quote is from you’re a star. enjoy!

⭑ minors dni

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the remote rested between your teeth as you strip bare, watching him attempt to escape the chair you tied his arms around. seungmin hated not being in control, and this was your chance to take his role for once…

“y/n you’re gonna fucking regret this. release me!” he whined non-stop while he had to witness you take your clothes off and sit on the bed infront of him, swinging the remote in his face and laughing uncontrollably with every remark he makes.

“i want to see what you feel like having all this power over me” your tone was seductive, trying to ease his anger. you click once on the remote to see how he would react.

“fuck!” his body jolts and his arms try to come forward but he was unsuccessful, scoffing in response.

“this is going to be so fun” you cooed at him, watching his face grow sterner. he knew you loved the way his voice expressed pleasure, and it was enough to make you come.

“baby please, we can-“

click.

he grunts and his head falls back, taking in the shocks that rushed through his body. you feel the tingling between your thighs grow with every grunt and moan he let out, and you let your fingers only rest on your clit.

“y-you are not t-touching yourself to this y/n” he struggles to form his sentences through the ongoing pain.

“who’s gonna stop me?”

click.

his grunts turned into loud and repetitive moans, and you’re body was growing weak at his voice. you let two fingers circle your bud, easing some of the tension until you would hear his voice again.

“f-fuck baby please, s-stop”

you let out a quite moan, showing him that you didn’t care unless he was using his safe word. his bulge peeks through his underwear and his eyes remained locked on your clit, body still shuddering.

click.

your moans sounded right after his, synchronizing into messy whines and words of desire.

“b-baby please i need to fucking touch you.”

your fingers move faster at his words and your body moves up from the growing sensation, your arm on the bed being the only support. you gaze down to watch your helpless boyfriend, fueling your pleasure.

click.

“a-ah f-fuh-k” groans could no longer ease the pain but rather curses which accompanied his convulsing body. your fingers move down between your slippery folds, easing in and out. it felt heavenly but seungmin couldn’t stand seeing you feeling pleasured without him, and he fiddles with the knot even more while withstanding the pain.

you moan his name as he grows feral, his head falling back as he tries to concentrate on the knot but all he can think of is pounding into your swollen pussy before you get to come.

his hands were free and he throws off the torture you put him through, pacing towards your helpless and sensitive body. you tried to apologize but the hunger in his eyes told you there was no hope.

“it’s my turn to hear you moan, doll”

he slides his underwear off and strokes his dick before sliding it inside of you with no warning or patience. you moan as he presses it in, pushing slowly until he couldn’t fit another inch into your deep and warm walls.

“is this what you wanted? to have me treat you like a fuckdoll?” he picked up his pace inside of you, slamming into you loudly with every push. his name trailed out of your mouth endlessly, the remote falling off your hand and on the floor.

“fuck, you feel so good baby” he whisperes, bringing his fingers to clench onto your nipple. a loud whimper escapes your mouth and your body jolts. he laughs at the turn of events, gaining his control in the end.

“such a good doll, letting me fuck her wet pussy, hm?”

you lost all sense of your body, an orgasm being the only thing you can feel. your hands grip onto the sheets as your body falls limp, orgasm crashing down on you. his dick moved slower inside of you, getting coated with your release. he still pounded into you, even after his cum dripped out onto the sheets. he wouldn’t stop until he is satisfied.

“you’re so good baby” he panted before falling down onto the sheets next to your overstimulated body.

“you can’t control me baby”

he places a peck on your forehead before taking you into his arms. a grin grows on his flushed face and he moves closer to your ear, grabbing you by the neck

“looks like i win”

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@captainchrisstan @strayywayy @all4minnie @katsukis1wife @rylea08

[wrathofrats]

Do you ever think Swiss tried self bondage and got stuck? Strung up and helpless? You think he secretly hopes someone finds him and takes advantage of his stupidity? Idk.

-void

I got carried away is anyone surprised

Keep Me Lit and Salivating

Read here or on ao3

“Awe what happened to you starlight? Someone string you up and leave you?” Ifrit cooed, sitting on the bed next to him. He ran a finger down his chest, admiring his rope work and snapping the middle tie against his skin.

Or 1.7k of aether and ifrit ruining Swiss

Warnings for: dubious consent, Swiss says no but he doesn’t mean it, small bits of objectifying, and just a small bit of quintessence fuckery

Swiss has a thing for self bondage. Something just a little risky about tying himself up, wearing a harness under his clothes. He loves the feel of it being only for himself and no one else. He does it as almost an act of self love, feeling intimate and personal with himself. He takes delicate care with his ropes, making sure to make them tight enough to keep his brain on edge but not to hurt him.

Restraining himself and respecting it for his own pleasure, always knows how to get out of his own ties but something in his brain won’t let him, won’t let him be bad even if it’s just for himself.

He plays with himself a little before, teasing the head of his cock until he’s got a nice little bit of pre beading up, threatening to fall down his shaft. Works a couple fingers in himself, easing himself open to nudge one of his vibrators inside.

It’s already mind numbing. Swiss uses his quintessence to bring the toy all the way out, slamming it back in with a gut punched whine, before raising his wrists to the headboard to cuff them snugly with the key in his palm.

It’s always the plan to get himself close before he struggles. Swiss lets himself cum and be a bit overstimulated before untying himself. He likes the way it hurts for a minute, feels too good, too sensitive, maybe even lets it milk him dry, just feeble drops of cum running down his shaft after a particularly intense session.

This time he wasn’t so lucky.

His legs shook, abdomen trembling as his orgasm washed over him. A line of drool left his lips as he rode it out, feeling his cock twitch on his stomach. Swiss felt all his muscles clench as the vibrator continued long past the pleasure, quickly turning into pain with the high settings. He fumbled with the handcuffs, haphazardly attempting to position the key with the way his body convulsed and tried to get away from the strong sensation.

Before he could react the small piece of metal slipped from his palm. Clattering to the floor below.

“Fuck” Swiss bit out through a whine.

He didn’t have many options. He could attempt to brute force the chain, but the cuffs dug into his wrists uncomfortably and only got worse with every pull. He had more of a possibility to seriously hurt himself than to actually break them to get undone, and as much as Swiss was a masochist, even this was a little ridiculous.

Swiss needed to yell out. Call for help and hope someone walks by at some point in the next couple minutes in order to hear him and hopefully get him unstuck.

“Help!” He cried. The vibrations started to melt into pleasure once again. Hot and painfu but long past what he really wanted. He let out a small yelp as he shifted, driving it further into his prostate.

“Swiss? You ok?” Aether called out, There was a small knock on his door, aether twisting the doorknob tentatively.

“Oh thank Satan- aether please I’m stuck”

The door swung open, aether and ifrit rushing his side with concern before they could really take in the situation in front of them.

Swiss looked absolutely pathetic. He had tears in his pleading expression with his arms cuffed high above his head. His chest was adorned with red rope, tied tight under his pecs and down his stomach, almost making his chest bulge out of it. His stomach was covered in his own release and his cock leaked more down the sides of his abdomen and onto the sheets. He wasn’t going to last much longer. Swiss had a pained expression in his face as his hips bucked into the air like they had a mind of their own.

It really seemed like he was presented before them. Wrapped up for aether and ifrit to unravel and play with.

“Awe what happened to you starlight? Someone string you up and leave you?” Ifrit cooed, sitting on the bed next to him. He ran a finger down his chest, admiring his rope work and snapping the middle tie against his skin.

The vibrations continued to make Swiss’ brain fuzzy, he tried to focus on the question between focusing on how long it would take before he could actually be uncuffed.

“Please-“

“Oh ifrit I think he did this to himself” aether said in mock surprise. He stood behind ifrit, moving Swiss’ thigh so he could see him stretched open on his vibrator. “You know how much this thing loves a real cock in him”

Aether pushed against it, shoving it further into Swiss.

Swiss let out a choked whine, writhing as he came again. It was too much, too soon, painful white hot pleasure putting a ringing in his ears as he tried to breath through the waves of his orgasm. The vibrations never let up, aethers pushing never let up.

Once Swiss opened his eyes again he could feel the toy being slowly pulled out of him. The silicone made an awful wet pop as it came out, dripping with lube and his own slick.

“Forgot he was part water ghoul” ifrit reached for it, admiring the way it shined in the small bit of light in the room. The liquid ran down to his palm before he quickly chased it with his tongue. Swiss let out a choked noise as ifrit took his time to savor his taste, moaning softly at Swiss’ slick on his tongue.

Aether leaned in with a grin to drag his tongue up the other side, staring Swiss in the eyes. They were trying to put on a show for him. Get him all worked up again after being spent and covered in his own fluids. Ifrit slowly kissed up the side of the vibrator while aether moved to meet his lips. They were practically making out around the thing just to make Swiss writhe, wet smacking sounds filled the room as they kissed each other over the toy.

“Wonder if our starlight tastes any better” aether breathed pulling away from ifrit.

“We can’t just let him go without cleaning him up can we?”

Swiss looked almost terrified. A growing warmth in him desperate to be touched but he knows he’s still sensitive, it would still be too much for him. His wide eyes with drying tears on his cheeks almost made him more tempting for the other two ghouls to continue to ruin. All tied up with nowhere to go, really who could blame them for taking advantage of the situation?

Ifrit took his place next to Swiss at the top of the bed. Sweetly curling into his side with his head in the crook of his neck to nip at the sensitive skin. It was an interesting juxtaposition, the nice, caring demeanor that combated the fact that they were keeping him tied up just to play with.

Aether rested between his legs. He kissed along Swiss’ thighs, placing a firm hand on his legs when Swiss tried to prematurely get away from his mouth where he knows it’ll end up.

“Oh don’t be like that sweetheart.” Aether scolded, nuzzling into his pubic bone, “just trying to be kind and not leave you all messy”

Aethers mouth was hot, tongue feeling almost like sandpaper as he licked along Swiss’ stomach to clean up the cum that had pooled along his navel.

“Just-“ Swiss gasped as aether dove to lick a fat stripe up the base of his cock, “aether please”

“Awe he even remembered his manners aeth” ifrit praised, still absentmindedly kissing and sucking along Swiss’ throat and jawline. He looked absolutely wrecked, bruised and limp on the bed, eyes screwed shut as aether continued to tease his spent cock. He lapped over the head, trying to coax him back to full hardness while ifrits hands roamed over his chest.

“Poor thing still can’t get hard though,”

“You could help him, he asked so nicely after all”

The sensations were mind numbing, he could feel all the blood slowly rush to dick with a spark of quintessence as his arms and hands started to tingle. Ifrit plucked at his nipples with a hum aether finally took Swiss fully in his mouth. He was still sensitive, painfully so but all he could do was drool and clench his muscles. It was all artificial, aether was forcing him to be hard with his magic and the back of his throat tasted metallic with it while aether used him.

He wanted to fight against the feeling growing in his stomach. The combination of pain and pleasure that he knew would gut punch him if they actually made him cum again. The ropes were rubbing his skin raw at this point, and ifrit wasn’t helping with that as he continued to pull and maneuver the ropes while he played with Swiss’ chest.

“Gonna have to tie you up all the time if it makes you this easy huh swissy?” Ifrit kisses into his skin. Swiss felt like he was on fire, a suffocating heat in the room as he slowly grew closer and closer.

Swiss didn’t have the brains to warn either of them before shamelessly toppling over the edge. He had barely anything left in him, almost completely milked dry even if aether sucked and swallowed as if his mouth was full. The magic wore off as Swiss settled into another round of almost overwhelming overstimulation.

“There you go sweet boy,” aether rubbed along his skin, as he pulled away, trying to soothe him just a little bit.

“Let me go now?” Swiss looked like a kicked puppy, his breathing was still heavy, voice seemingly raw from trying not to moan and cry.

“Of course not” ifrit laughed, pressing a peck to Swiss’ lips

“I still haven’t had my turn”

[jamneuromain]

🧚🏻‍♀️✨Bippity boppity bow chicka wow oww! You’ve been visited by the Shameless Hoe Fairy, and now you must share a hoe drabble about:

Ari + chest hair + purring like a cat

Thank you dear Hoe Fairy<3

Damn! Ari with his chest hair... a hell of a combination that I can't resist

I present to you:

Lazy Morning

Warning: Dub-con (since they are married); Actor!Ari Levinson, somno, oral (mentioned just a little), fingering, p in v, fluff and smut.

W/C: ~1.5K

A/N: ...shit I totally forgot about the chest hair part

A Work in Progress Masterlist

"And the Oscar goes to -" The host paused dramatically, before opening the envelop in his hand and pulling out the sheet of paper that contained the name of the winner for tonight.

"-Ari Levinson, from The Feud!"

The first action, out of sheer surprise, was to look into your soft eyes. Ari saw you gasp and cover your mouth in shock, when your eyes dampened in happiness.

He headed to the stage after kissing and hugging you, shaking hands along the way.

"... I want to thank the director Frank Adler, and our team for making The Feud to happen." He choked on his words, on your name, tears rolled heavy beneath his eyelids, "And to my beautiful wife. You mean the world to me. I love you."

...

Your wet mouth engulfed him inch by inch. Words were a slur of moaning coming out of his lips.

"F-Fuck, honey-"

His cock reached the back of your throat. So soft. So warm.

"Feels good, baby?" You whispered in your sultry voice, "Come down my throat. I want to taste you..."

His hand grabbed the back of your neck, pushing you down on his cock. Pushing you down until he was fully seated in your mouth. Until he was on the verge of exploding-.

The sun peeked through the window and the slim creek of the curtains, landing on his skin.

Among the soft incessant buzz of his phone, the faintest of stirring of you in his arms, and the sun, he woke up from slumber.

It took him a moment to recall his memories from last night. Last night was a combination of alcohol, chatting up, and tiring ceremonies.

Right. Ceremony. The Oscar.

Ari scratched his bearded chin. He might have a little problem distinguishing reality from his dream.

The ceremony and the speech, that he remembered. But the fact that you were fully clothed in pyjamas reminded him that the blurry vision he just had - the one where you took him in your mouth - was a dream.

He sighed softly into the back of your neck. The afterparty lasted until three in the morning, and both of you had been too tired to do anything besides getting ready for bed in the early hours. Which led to the fact that he was hard as fuck, and there was nothing he could do about it while you were still sleeping.

You were practically glowing in your sleep, which could be the sun kissing your skin, but still, glowing, peaceful, and he could not believe his luck, marrying you and spending the rest of his life with you.

... on second thought, maybe there was something he could do about it while you were sleeping.

Ari shamelessly slipped his hand beneath your sleeping shorts, prying it down in slow motion, until it was pulled to your knees. His fingers danced around your entrance, carefully rubbing your pussy lips and capturing your clit between his fingers.

You let out a small whine in your sleep, your back pressed to his front a little tighter.

Slick began to gather at his fingertips as he continued his motion of rubbing circles at your most sensitive parts. Ari couldn't help himself but murmur by your ears. He knew you couldn't hear in your dreams, but that didn't stop him from whispering, "So wet for me, honey. I bet you want this as much as I do, yeah?"

As if you could hear him, your walls convulsed and your thighs tightened, before your knee moved higher up on the bed, as if you were granting him access in your sleep.

"Honey..." He murmured, his gaze unwavering, landing on your slick-coated pussy, "if I didn't know any better, I'd say you're awake and wanting. Such a pretty invitation for me, won't you say?"

He pumped his shaft with the slick on his fingers. The tip slowly sunk itself into your velvety walls, as he grunted due to the tightness.

"Fuck, honey, fuck." Ari panted into your neck. His lips pressed into your soft and smooth skin, trailing his kiss to the point where your neck met your shoulder.

You mewled, clawing his arm that circled your waist, moaning in your sleep: "Ari..."

"Yes, honey, I'm right - umph - here." Ari pushed himself all the way in, his legs wedged between your knees, forcing them to open wide as he bottomed out.

"Ari...?" Your eyelashes batted before blinking your eyes open. Half of your consciousness still drowning in the peaceful sleep you had, and the other half bathing in the wet dream - the wet reality where you woke up with the twisted coil of desire burning in your guts.

The thought of your husband taking you in your sleep only added fuel to the fire. You can feel your pussy clenched down hard on his thick cock when his slow but hard thrust hurt your cervix in the most delicious way possible.

A throaty moan was pushed out of your lips when another thrust rearranged your insides. Your hand clung to the iron clad he had to your waist, preventing yourself from slamming into the headboard.

"Love you so much, honey," He groaned loudly as your body responded to him by moving along the rhythm he set. The filthy squelch as your dripping pussy took all of him in hungrily, pounding the life out of you.

You chanted his name like a prayer when he had you come on his cock, when his cum pumped into you, coating your walls with his spend.

Catching your breath and your mind gradually, your fingers intertwined with his, before turning your head and looking his way: "For a second, I thought it was my birthday."

Ari huffed out a laugh. His beard scratched your jaw as he kissed every inch of your skin he could reach. With the morning sex as a wake-up call, he sure could turn this into a habit for your mutual celebrations. A small smile crept up his lips as he spoke, "I think we have some left-over pie in the fridge, 'course we could make it your birthday."

His phone buzzed again, making him curse under his breath.

"Take it." You teased him softly, tapping your knuckle on his chest, "Otherwise the headline tomorrow would be The Disappearance of Oscar-winner Ari Levinson."

Ari reached his long arm to grab his phone. Scamming through the messages and phone calls, he picked a few to answer briefly before tossing his phone aside, burying his face into your neck, and inhaling deeply.

In a few hours, he would have an interview with Variety, and later iMDb. After that, he would be shipped off to Norway via airplane for his new movie which still needed a few weeks in a god-forsaken forest. While you too had your work later tonight, he couldn't help but ask, "Can you stay with me before I go?"

"Sure." You combed through his hair with your fingers. He grew his hair and beard for his new caveman movie in Norway, and now he was fuzzy all over. Sometimes you wonder whether you have a man for your husband, or that he is merely a werebear that loves to pin you under with his weight, "how much time do we have before you go?"

"My flight takes off at 4:45pm." He grumbled into your neck, "Four, five hours...? When are you needed for work?"

You turned to look at him, "Five-ish."

"Good." His hand splayed possessively over your stomach, "That means we can spend some more time on..." He squeezed your tummy suggestively, "celebration."

You could practically imagine him wiggling his eyebrows as he said so. Chuckling, you placed his hands where they needed to be - your spine, "Celebration should wait," you laid comfortably on your stomach, "someone isn't getting any celebration until they fix my waist - bending me around and all that."

Ari sighed in defeat and started working on the stiff muscles on your back - the fact that he did bend your legs in your sleeping form left him speechless and somewhat embarrassed for springing out on you.

With his magical hands doing their best, it was not long until you started humming in content, and his dick twitched in excitement.

His hands began to descend lower and lower, closer to your ass every time he massaged your back.

"You know, I think the massage would perform one hundred percent if you take your sleeping shirt off." His hand glided dangerously close to your core, before shifting his position and muttering by your ear.

"God, you're awful." A breathy groan left your lips as the knots on your back untwined.

"Too bad, you're not going anywhere," Ari lowered himself to kiss your bare back - this smooth bastard had just flipped your sleeping shirt upwards to grant himself better access, "Mrs. Levinson."

[silvermarley]

Could you do a Tanijro x Reader where the reader smells like someone else instead of him and he has to make her smell like him again (a lot like another one you made)

I’ll give it my best :)) it may or may not be veeeery close to the other one but I’m gonna attempt to make a difference ^^

Foreign Scent

Aged Up!Tanjiro x Reader

Warnings: hardly any plot, marking, jealousy, a bit rough, unprotected sex

Tanjiro typically doesn’t have to worry about you being around another man. He knows you’re loyal and won’t do anything.

But as soon as he got home from a long day and noticed there was another man’s scent on you, he couldn’t control himself.

He picked you up and brought you to your shared room without a word.

“Tan, what’s going o-“ you say as you landed on the bed.

He interrupted you with a passionate kiss that never fails to leave you breathless.

After a few minutes, he pulls away. “My scent.. is gone.” he murmured.

Your confusion makes him continue. “There’s an unfamiliar scent on you. Seems like I need to make sure you smell like me for a while, hm?”

“Baby-“ you attempt to say something, but he interrupted you once again, taking off your shirt and kissing you.

He isn’t typically this needy, this harsh.

His hands grab at your now exposed skin, hastily getting rid of your bra in the process.

Tanjiro only breaks away from you to mark your skin with hickeys and love bites.

You wanted to tell him the truth, but something about him being this way was making heat rise in you rapidly.

His hands moves to play with your nipples, continuing his actions. He leaves marks down your breasts, and down your stomach.

In one movement, he takes off everything else, leaving you bare to his hungry eyes.

Even in a situation like this, he won’t do anything until he preps you. His nimble fingers rub your clit, just as he marks up your thighs as well.

You moan, completely in a daze at his eagerness.

After a little bit, his fingers leave you for a second, causing you to whine. But, it wasn’t long before his mouth latches onto it and two fingers enter you.

Your back arches into him in pleasure, as he was working wonders on your body.

Your hands go to his hair, tugging on it, trying to get even a small grip of reality.

It wasn’t long before you were cumming on his tongue and fingers.

You gasp as he laps up your juices, body convulsing at the overstimulation.

He moves up, quickly discarding his clothing. You bit your lip seeing his hard cock hit his stomach.

“You ready darling?” He asks while lining himself up.

You nod, almost enthusiastically.

He is slow to insert himself in your warm walls. But, once you gave him the okay, his thrusts got harder and faster.

Your mind becomes clouded with the lustful ecstasy. He was hitting all the right spots to make you moan louder each time.

The only thing he could think was “mine..mine..”.

He was desperate to make you smell like him again. So much so, that he couldn’t stop himself from going at what seemed like an impossible pace.

He could smell his scent mixing with yours, making him dizzy. It was too good.

Your moans only brought him closer to the edge, with you right with him.

His thrusts got sloppier and less calculated as he was about to cum.

“Fuck- C-Cumming!” You whine.

“Cum with me.. please..” He groaned.

As if right on time, you cum, making him cum as well.

He stayed in you for a bit, letting the both of you catch your breath. He pulled out of you and layed beside you, holding your face in his hands.

“I’m sorry if this was too much.. I just didn’t know how to control myself when you didn’t smell like me, but of a unknown person.” He admitted.

You let out a little chuckle. “I was going to tell you that I saw my cousin earlier- but well..”

His eyes widen as he puts his hands over his face in embarrassment.

“Oh..” is all he could muster.

You took his hands away and kissed his lips. “It’s alright though.. I liked you being jealous.” You smirked a bit.

He laughed, a bit nervously, before asking if you wanted to bathe with him.

Why would you pass that up?

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[minki-moo]

𝙗𝙛!𝙨𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 ✧˖°

pairing ♡ san x f!reader tags ♡ oral (f.receiving), toys, edging w/c ♡ 582 rating ♡ m for mature

a/n ♡ i swear i have some fluff otw but this had to be done

ok but imagine you sitting at your desk, minding your own business not even realizing san walking up behind you. he only makes himself know to you when he spins your chair around, his arms on either side of your head as he leans in for a kiss. you let him; you haven't seen him all day and you truly missed him but you were also so busy. so after a few quick pecks on the lips you turn your chair back around, your attention back on your work.

san is openly upset at this. he wants your attention on him and only him right now. he could easily turn you back around and lift you out of your chair, forcing you to take a break and enjoy some cuddle time with him. but san had other things in mind. walking towards you bed, he pulls out the box you keep hidden under there. opening it, he pulls out the pink remote controlled vibrator you both like to use on...special occasions. san walks back over to your desk, getting on his knees and crawling in between your legs.

so engrossed into your work, you don't realize san is basically under your desk until you feel a tug on your shorts. you look down to see san, pulling aside your silk shorts and uncovering your panties. he gives you an innocent look as he runs his thumb over your clothed clit, making you squirm. the more he touched you, the bigger the now apparent wet spot on your panties grew.

after what seems like forever of light touches and teasing, san slips your panties to the side, admiring how wet you are from his touch. pushing your thighs open, he pushes one finger into your tight opening, earning a gasp and a quiet moan from you. slowly thrusting his finger inside you, he takes your swollen clit into his mouth, enjoying the taste of you on his tongue and the noises you make. distracted by the overwhelming pleasure you're feeling, san takes the opportunity to slide one more finger inside of you, the tip of his middle finger hitting that your sweet spot, making you moan a bit louder, rocking your hips into his mouth.

seeing you like this makes san want to forget his whole plan and make you cum on his fingers, but seeing you convulse, begging to cum after being denied right before your release is a much better sight. removing his fingers from inside you, he takes the vibrator and rubs it through your folds, covering it in your slick before lining it up with you hole. the stretch you feel is only slightly painful, overshadowed by san's mouth still gently sucking on your clit. once the vibrator is inside completely, he gets up, gently taking your jaw into his hands and kissing you, the taste on you on his tongue making you lightheaded. the almost silent click is the only warning you have before the sudden vibration makes you scream into san's mouth.

you grab at your chair's armrests, squirming and coming ever so close to cumming. but right before your climax hits you, the vibrations stop, making you whine into the kiss. san takes his lips off of yours, looking down at you in a smug satisfaction.

"now, baby", he says, "you can work all you want, but you're gonna keep that inside you until you're begging me to make you cum. how does that sound, precious?"

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[dhorrl]

Make Out Session

Katsuki Bakugo/Reader

MDNI 18+

Trigger warning:

Nothing much? Some cursing, dry humping.

Characters are aged up to over 18 always (I feel like UA shouldn’t even start until they’re college age anyways, let them be teens!)

Her phone pinged with a text from Katsuki.

My room tonight? Movie?

It was impossible to keep a straight face after reading that. Movie night in Katsuki's room was code for turning on the TV and making out until they couldn't stand up straight. As fun as it was, having to go back to her room, panties dripping with arousal and grinding into a pillow on her bed to satisfy the ache in her stomach wasn't exactly her idea of a dream.

Sounds fun. You better have snacks.

Oh, I'll give you a snack, alright.

Wow, he was shameless.

~~~

The makeout session was in full swing, and per usual, both of them were hitting the point where they wanted more but were hesitant. Katsuki had this notion that their first time, not just together but their first time EVER, couldn't just be in a cramped dorm room bed.

"Kats? Roll on your back. I want to try something."

He hesitated, not usually one to take orders, even from his girlfriend, but the desperation in his pants clouded his decision. He slid off her, laying out flat, as she climbed on and straddled over his aching erection. He groaned deeply as she pressed her heat over him, feeling the pool of liquid forming in her panties.

"Just let me do this. Please."

Slowly, she ground her hips back and forth, hands on his abdomen for support. She leaned forward ever so slightly, aiming to rub that bundle of nerves against his hard-on under his sweatpants.

"Oh, fuck. Kats, I'm so wet, and this feels so good."

She kept grinding away as Katsuki's hips involuntarily jerked upward, trying to increase the pressure.

"Fuuck, yes, keep going, baby."

Why hadn't he thought of this yet? This was much better than the hand job he would give himself after she left. All he thought about lately was fucking her, wondering what her pussy would feel like clenching around him. But his stupid fucking feelings for her were stopping him. As much as he'd love to rip her clothes off and fuck her into the mattress, he needed to do it right. Fuck, goddamn feelings and shit.

They kept this pace going, both aching and chasing what they needed at the moment. She wanted to kiss him, but if she leaned forward, she would lose this sweet spot she found, and she was so close it was killing her.

"Kat, I'm about to cum, fuck yes, I'm there."

Her legs shook hard, her body convulsed with the shooting pleasure through her whole body. Her moans were louder than anything she had when fingering herself, and she shot one hand up to cover her mouth, trying to stifle the noise to not alert the rest of the dorm to their amorous activities. Watching her get off from grinding like that, Katsuki lost control.

"Baby, I'm gonna keep going a second, please I'm about to cum just watching you."

He started jerking his hips more erratically. Even though the feeling was starting to feel overwhelming, she wanted to give him back what he had just given her. The overstimulation was insane, and her panties were soaking through. Katsuki was fixated on her face, watching it twist and contort with the extended pleasure he was giving her.

"Fuck! I'm cumming!"

He jerked a few more times, shooting into his sweatpants, leaving a sticky wet spot just above the equally drenched spot she left from grinding on him.

"Baby, that is so fucking hot," he said, reaching down to touch the damp place she made, and sneaking in a bit of touch outside her shorts, pressing down on her sensitive clit.

"Hey!" She laughed, slapping his hand away. He grabbed her hand, pulled her into his chest, and used his other hand to pull her into a heated kiss.

"You're coming back tomorrow, right? I don't think I can jack off ever again after that."

[marigold-hills]

June 25: curls | @wolfstarmicrofic | word count: 614

NOTE: NSFW, explicit, minors do not interact etc

PREVIOUS PART • NEXT PART • FIRST PART

In the dying light of the day Remus is bathed in gold as Sirius pushes him down onto the bed. Goes easily, no resistance and no hesitation, haloed with the setting sun.

Let me curl into you, Sirius thinks, let me climb into the spaces between your ribs and hold your heart in the palm of my hand, your lungs between my teeth.

“You’re so beautiful, my star,” Moony says, voice like a gust of night wind.

Sirius wants to tell him so are you, so pretty, look at you, but the words get lodged somewhere in his chest at the sight: Moony, curls a disarray on Sirius’ pillow, lines of him all soft and pliant. The divot in his hips where Sirius is sat astride. All the hard angles of bones, just there for Sirius to dig into – fingers or nails or teeth.

“Are you…” he asks and falters, because it’s too much, he’s too much.

But Remus, as always, there to answer: “am I what, love?”

“Mine?”

Remus grips onto his thighs, hands with no hesitation. “Always,” he says, like it’s nothing – or rather like it’s the easiest thing.

Sirius kisses him. Licks the sharp edge of his jaw. Pushes his fingers under the hem of Remus’ thin shirt, the skin there new to him. “Let me taste you here,” presses his hand down to Remus’ hipbone.

It’s nothing more than a whine that answers him - he’s reached the limit of Moony’s control. Something akin to a yes and a nod, more enthusiastic than coordinated. Remus watches him move down his body the way an arsonist watches a forest fire, wide-eyed and awe-filled. Sirius is a wild man, an arrogant man. Adoration so pure and obvious lights him like a blaze.

Moony (his, his, finally just his) curls his hands into fists when Sirius’ lips touch his hip. (Sirius thinks yes, remembers a dream he spent exploring this part of Remus’ body. It’s even better like this, the halted breathing, the sunlight bathing them both aglow.

Gets bold. Gets greedy. Doesn’t deserve this, done nothing to earn it but he’ll be damned if he lets Remus go now. Will make him feel so good he’ll never want to leave.

Fingers skimming the edge of Remus’ trousers, he looks up to ask for permission and gets it before the question can leave him. Pushes the clothes down, away, until Remus is bare for him.

Mouth latched onto Remus’ thigh, the delicate skin on the inside of it, fingers gripping the other: that’s what it takes for Remus to let go and bury his fingers in Sirius’ hair. “Pull it,” he says, although he didn’t mean to; Remus does, and the burn is beautiful.

It empties his brain. Renders him quiet. Sirius lifts into the touch and wants to bite, to fill his mouth with Remus until he’s the only taste left. Does it, without preamble or pretence, moans around the cock in his mouth, gags when it hits his throat.

“You’re too good to me, mo réalta,” his Moony tells him, but he sounds all together too coherent, and Sirius wants to break that.

A man with purpose – catalogues each response he gets, learns how to make Remus unravel, then does it – again and again, until there is a hand pulling him away and Remus is giving him a warning and Sirius thinks no, I want you, all of you, let me, but it’s too late – Remus uses his own hand to finish, cum stains his stomach.

Give me more of you, give me everything. Sirius pulls Remus into him, holds him tightly. Feels the convulsions of each aftershock: I did that.

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[mustainegf]

never requested anything before so i hope this isnt bad 😭😭, but can u do gentle sex with dave mustaine with petnames, praise n breeding pls, thank you :3

I have a major breeding kink so I had so much fun doing this!!

Dave's lips slowly churned with mine, the taste of him lingering. I loved him so much.

He was my best friend, and I was his. We fit perfectly together in every way. I couldn't imagine life without him. My hands ran over his back, up and down his sides, and behind his head.

"Dave.." I whispered, feeling him grind his bulge agaisnt my fluttering crotch.

Dave left warm kisses across my skin as we undressed each other, carefully feeling the clothes away until we were both completely nude, still holding each other, still kissing.

"Dave I'm not on birth control," I whispered, but Dave smiled.

"It's okay," he assured me. "I wanna get my beautiful girl pregnant." He mumbled, kissing down my neck as he continued to grind his pulsing cock through my folds.

"I want you to feel how hard it makes me, baby," he said, rubbing his rigid member against me. I moaned as he rubbed his tip against my clit, sending shivers of lustful pleasure all throughout my body.

I gasped at the sudden ache that shot between my legs. "Oh god yes please..." I moaned, twisting my hips against his. "Fuck, Dave... I need you inside me..." I groaned, grinding harder against him.

"Yeah you want me get you pregnant honey? Cum so deep inside of you?" Dave teased in my ear.

"I want you to be able to feel it for months after, you'll look so perfect carrying my baby," he whispered, pushing the tip into me.

I wailed out, holding tightly onto his safe frame.

"Breathe, sweetheart." he murmured, slipping his full length into me.

Every time Dave and I had sex, it was something I had to stretch to get used to. "Such a good job, babyy. Gonna look so pretty when you re pregnant..." he groaned, long gingery hair cascading down his shoulders.

I looked up at him, our eyes locking, our hearts beating fast together. Dave was everything I could ever ask for in a man, plus some. The pounding grew stronger, filling me completely with warmth. "Ohhh!”

I cried out, meeting his pace with one of my own, rolling my hips against him. Dave bit his lip, thrusting harder.

Our tongues tangled, tasting, teasing. "That's right, baby," he growled, watching my expression as I clenched around him. "Gonna hold you down until my cum takes root, fill you up like a good girl.." Dave groaned.

"Dave... yes, just like that," I moaned, rocking against him. "I'm gonna cum inside you so fucking deep, sweetheart." He breathed, squeezing his eyes closed. "Ohhhh, fuck yeah!"

He roared, pounding me harder, driving his cock deeper than ever before. His tongue ravaged my mouth as he drove himself home, deeper, harder, faster. Our breaths mingled, our moans turned to screams. "Dave! Dave!"

I screamed, coming hard. Waves of white heat burst from my core, convulsing me. "Yes, baby!" he moaned, gripping my hips tight. "So fucking good!" he groaned, emptying himself deep within me.

But he didn't pull out yet, he rutted his hips, keeping his semen inside of me. "Gonna have to keep you full until you're pregnant," he grinned.

I chuckled softly, his lips tugging into a tender smile.

"Did we really just do that?" I asked, laughing as I raised my brows.

"Did you think I was lying when I told you I'd love you see you pregnant?" Dave smiled, kissing up my neck, his softening dick still holding the cum inside me.

"This is all your fault if I wind up having a baby," I cupped his cheeks, softly kissing him.

"I'm okay with that," he smiled, giving me another peck.

[hellsslibrary]

ahem ahem sorry, valentine is day has already passed ofc BUT the card with lucifer and the choice at the end where you could kneel in front of him... can you continue this situation? as you like, but i would add praise and maybe luci is more sensitive (after a combination of sweets and tea, as in the story) . tysm if you do!! 🥴

♡If your upper lip is morning and your lower lip is night, then I'll be somewhere in between♡

DNI: Minors.

!!Warnings: blowjob, fingering (Luci accepts), praise (both ways), hair pulling, cum inside the mouth and swallowing sperm, overstimulation, admiration for Luci's body, cheesy flirting, MC instead of [Your name], master kink.

{ —Are you pretending to submit to me? Not that I'm complaining. }

He blushes after these words, exhaling convulsively while you rest your head on the inside of his thigh and look at him in confusion.

"Luci, you've been acting weird ever since we entered the house. Is everything okay?" - you stroke his opposite thigh.

"The combination of this tea and that chocolate, apparently, really causes strange sensations, [MC]... "

He sighs again, taking off his coat and carefully hanging it on the back of the sofa. His cheeks are burning with a bright crimson light, his breathing is absolutely knocked down, and his mouth is slightly open. His hand, slightly trembling, lies on the top of your head and strokes your hair.

"Are you excited, Lucifer?" he sighs with displeasure, but nods, leaning back on the sofa.

"Make me feel good, [MC], please..." - he jerks his hips slightly in your direction and his boner touches your nose.

"[MC]?" you say in a mocking tone, holding his hips in place.

He exhales convulsively and looks at you with the most impatient and dissatisfied expression on his face, but says:

"Please... Master, make me feel good."

"Well, that's it. You can be a good boy... When you're in the mood for it, of course,"- you whisper, moving to his crotch.

Your hands expertly unbutton his belt, and then snap the button on his trousers. Your teeth cling to the metal zipper and you feel him moaning over you in surprise, but quietly. You look up and look into his red, lust-filled eyes. His outer wrist rests on his lips, covering them. And you see how his neck twitches when he swallows, when you slowly slide the zipper of his trousers over his erection.

You pull down his trousers, and then his boxers to his feet, and then completely removing them and handing them to Lucifer, because you know perfectly well that he will be unhappy if you throw clothes somewhere. He carefully folds it and puts it on the next chair so that this stack, if anything, does not interfere with you.

You're humming, looking at his penis in front of you, a very thin trickle of precum is already flowing down it. You giggle, lovingly kissing his head, feeling him twitch from it.

"Please don't tease... I want you to suck me off, master, please. I want to be in your mouth, " - he whispers, moving his hips forward.

And you finally get to work. You lick the strip from his head to his base, slide your tongue back up, licking his head and putting it in your mouth. A groan of satisfaction is heard from above. You decide not to stop and take more, until about the moment when his cock began to rest against the back of your throat.

"Ye— yes, that's it, mgm, very good... Ah, damn, Master. Please don't stop, " - he mutters, to which you chuckle, causing a fleeting vibration along his excited penis, causing a stronger warmth in the bottom of his stomach.

You continue to suck almost all of his cock, trying to satisfy his need for release as much as possible. You choke when you feel your hair being pulled and you meet his pubis with your nose. Your bewildered gaze rises to him while he looks at you and only by one look can you tell that he is accidentally.

But a predatory grin blooms on your lips, from which he swallows. You tear yourself away from his penis, which makes him whine, but does not say anything, then spit on your fingers, move his body slightly down, which makes him squeal, and then again take his slightly salty, preculate penis into your mouth.

You trace the edge of his hole with your finger, lightly pressing on it in order to hit him. He whines and his feet rest on your shoulders and press your head closer. So are his hands clutching your hair. You giggle and stick your finger into it, it emits a deep, hoarse and surprisingly loud moan. He wasn't too vocal, but now...

"Please, master, more, f-fuck, more... I ,ah, want more, " - he whispers, while his head is lying on the back of the sofa, and rare tears are running down his cheeks.

You feel him twitching and start moving faster along his trunk, and also add two more fingers. An even stranger moan comes out of his mouth. He has never been so vocal before that it seems strange to you. You feel your cock pulling the fabric of your trousers tighter and tighter.

"I'm going to cum, please..! Don't stop, I beg you! It's so good that I'm ready to die. "

You seriously wonder if it was definitely not an aphrodisiac or something like it. He's so cute now, although he's very rarely, if ever, like that. But you try to nod as well as possible to let him cum.

A loud "Thank you!" escapes from his lips. and after a few thrusts in his ass and on his dick, he cums in your mouth with a loud moan. You also move your fingers slightly to help him survive an orgasm while you swallow his sperm, trying not to spill any drops.

And then with a loud pop you tear yourself away from his penis and take out your hand, looking at his beautiful figure. His chest heaves with each of his quick breaths and exhalations, a thread of saliva flows down his chin, as well as several streams of tears, and his hair, the ones you see, is absolutely disheveled.

"Hey, Luci..." he slowly looks down at you as you stroke his inner thigh. "If your left foot is north and your right foot is west, I'd like to go northwest. "

He blinks a few times and then chuckles, hitting you lightly on the head.

"If your upper lip is morning and your lower lip is night, then I'll be somewhere in between. " - you both laugh, but then you lower his legs from your shoulders and get to your feet.

You tower over him, and then bend down, placing one of your hands next to his head.

"Well, since we have time for a chessy flirtation, which I started, then I'll finish. " - he looks at you in confusion, but there is a flicker of interest in his eyes. - "Of course I'm not an elevator, but you can go down and up on me. "

He emits a quiet "Oh...", pulling you by the shirt, throwing you on your back on the sofa and sat on your lap, unbuckling your belt.

"Then I'll ride the elevator until morning, until I completely run out and Mr. Elevator squeezes all the juices out of me. "

You laugh, which makes him blush slightly, realizing how stupid and childish he looked right now, but not that you mind. You're going to squeeze all the juice out of him, just like he wants, right?