#until i lost a grip of all of that slowly because i started to grab hold on some of individuality i never formed before

[fly-sky-high-09]

Yet another 4am staring at the phone

[kyloxox]

wade wilson x reader x logan howlett

warnings: threesome, double p, no condom, hairpulling, rough, anal, creampie, facial

"He's not going to come in." You whispered in Logan's ear. Logan wanted to protest but your breath on his sensitive skin caused him to force out a breathy sign.

Logan almost felt ashamed at how much of an effect you had on him but he didn't care. It made him hard when you would so obviously brush your ass against his crotch. It made him hard when he saw you stab Wade in the shoulder in the Honda odsessy. It even made him fucking hard and feel pathetic at the same time when you asked him to push on his suit with the sleeves shredded off. And he complied which led you to this moment of you straddling him on Wade's couch.

"He could and he will never let me live this down." He said in his accent. You stood up from him and pull off your shirt revealing your breasts to him. Now you were fully nude in front of him and before you could even say anything he fell to his knees and pulled you closer to him by your thighs until your cunt was placed on his lips.

"Fuck Lo-" He started to lap feverishly at your cunt and you grabbed onto his hair to stabilize him and yourself. Both you and Logan were so entranced in the act you didn't realize another person had joined the room.

"My, my, my what do we have here?" You screamed and jumped as the voice of Wade filled the room. As you jumped you moved slightly out of Logan's grip, thinking he'd stop but he doesn't. He grabs you again and puts you closer to his mouth. "You guys both know that his bathroom is right there." Wade walks from the back of you to your front, seeing you fully exposed. "Like right there." He points to Logan's bedroom in their shared apartment. "What did our fight in the Honda mean nothing guys?"

"Don't act like you haven't done it in worse places." You respond.

"Get lost or actually do something useful asshole." Logan grumbles.

"Well if the old man insists." Wade moves around so his already hard crotch is aligned with your exposed ass. He then talks his gloved hands and reaches around the touch your tits. You moan out as your sensitive nipples catch on the rough material.

"Y'know wolfie, I think this was her plan all along." Wade announces and Logan pulls back. You whine as he stands before you and now you're is a sandwich between the two muscular and tall men.

"Probably, she's such a fucking slut. First time we fucked she begged me not to wear a condom." You dripped recalling the memory so fondly, but Logan acts like it didn't take that much convincing on his side.

"Dude she begged me to fuck her ass." Your eyes go wide as Wade reveals your secret that you'd be fucking him alongside Logan. Logan grows jealous and grabs your chin, and forces you to look at him.

"Huh funny you made it seem like that part of your body was off limits."

"W-" You're about to say something before Logan stops you.

"Ah, ah, ah, good girls don't speak. Now I'm going to claim what is rightly mine. My dick will make your little asshole forget about this scumbag's dick in the first inch inside." He shoves you from in front of Wade so you are bent over the couch. "Do what you want with her but don't get in the way of me."

"Alright Mr.Picky Pants."

Logan roughly pulls himself out of his suit so he is still in it but his cock is fully exposed. Wade admires it and starts to pull his out, stroking it to Logan and yourself. Logan spits on his cock and then takes his fingers and collects the wetness. He moves his fingers up so he can lubricate your tight hole.

"Now be a good girl, and stay still while you take it." He pulls you up by your hair so your back is against your chest "And don't act like a fucking virgin because I now know you aren't one." He lets go of your hair. He starts to push himself slowly inside you. He grabs you once again so your head is against his chest and he can whisper in your ear. "Fucking feel every inch inside of you." You moan out as he goes deeper, deeper, and deeper.

"Fuck Logan."

Wade hasn't moved any muscle in his body except his arm. It's like he's watching his favorite porn in real life. He moves closer to you.

"Wolfie you think you could ugh, release this." Wade grabs Logan's hand that's on your hair and roughly detaches the two. "Think this mouth needs to be occupied." Wade pulls you down so you are eye to eye with this hard and wet cock. You waste no time putting it in your mouth. "Fuck that's it." He moans behind his mask, grabbing your hair. Both men use you to their pleasure and your cunt is wet with it.

Logan becomes more forgiving and as he's close to his release, he moves his finger down to play with your clit. You moan into Wade's cock.

"I want you to come when I come, y/n." Logan grunts out.

"Hey l'm like three steps behind you guys." Wade complains.

"I don't care." Logan roughly responds. "I'm close so you're either coming with me or not coming at all y/n."

"Come in me, I'm so close Logan please."

"Alright fine I'll join you guys too since you seem so excited about it." Wade sarcastically says.

Your wave builds up and up, until you feel your orgasm crach into your body. After you feel the intensity of your own orgasm, you feel full in both your ass and your ass. In the midst of your orgasm, Logan came inside you and Wade came on you.

You all crashed on the couch, all being obviously tired. You grabbed the blanket next to you and wiped off the come. It was silent except for the heavy pants and Wade's voice.

"Shawarma anyone?"

[manikas-whims]

hello i love your headcanons and was wondering if you could add sylus in some of your older ones? i was reading the "LADS men react to you dating a toxic partner" (it wasnt the title i forgot sorry) and was wondering how sylus would react. i would love it so much if you could add sylus headcanons to some of your previous ones. thankyou so much, your posts make my day🎀💓

i got you dear ♡ i’ll add Sylus to all my older HCs slowly in various posts I'll try to make throughout the coming week :)

thanks for reading my silly lil HCs ♡ hope you like this!

Sylus’s reaction to you dating someone who later on mistreats you

🐦‍⬛ He's actually quite surprised when he finds out you're dating because he genuinely believed whatever him and you had going on was far more than just being close associates. So the idea of you seeing someone else kinda shakes him off his game for a while. Luke and Keiran can see it in the way he acts— slightly distracted during serious business meetings and even when a gang war breaks out.

🐦‍⬛ He isn't the type to get jealous but he will openly express his dislike for this person. Now he may not be a saint but it feels insulting to him that you'd rather date someone else when he can give you the world if you so much as ask.

🐦‍⬛ And he will be displeased every time you come up to him for a favor with your work or anything else, saying things like, “Oh, so now you need me? I thought you'd completely cut ties with my kind.”

🐦‍⬛ If this person ever hurts you emotionally or physically, then they better start counting their breaths cause they won't be spared many.

Sylus may not like this person you're dating but he's decent enough to respect your boundaries. And it would've stayed that way. He wouldn't have involved himself in your personal matters at all until Mephisto, (whom he had still left to watch over you) catches this person yelling at you one evening.

The sight is enough to make Sylus drop whatever work he's been swarmed with.

It doesn't take him long to arrive at the residential area you reside in. He stops his bike and teleports right over to your apartment. In an instant, he's standing between you and this person, the smoky red wisps of his evol holding this person by their neck.

“Is this your type?” Sylus asks, his crimson eyes glowering at this person. “I’m truly disappointed in your taste, Miss Hunter.”

You watch with dread as the fingers of his right hand curl into a fist, his arm poised to throw a punch. And though you appreciate the gesture, you can't let him proceed with this. You have seen him in action enough times to know how strong those fists are. You know that using said fists to hurt someone would only get him in more trouble. And you definitely wouldn't want that because even if you stubbornly refuse to say it out loud, you've grown quite attached to him.

“Sylus stop!” You yell.

As expected, he does not.

But right before his fist can collide with the person's face, Sylus blinks. He can feel the amount of strength you're exerting as you hold onto his arm to keep him in place. To keep him from hurting this person who broke not just your heart but also your trust.

He doesn't glance at you but scoffs. “Even now you defend them. Why?”

“I’m not defending them.” You say. “I just think it's beneath the leader of Onichynus to be wasting time on such people.”

He scoffs again. “You’re not wrong about that, Sweetheart.”

His evol lets go of this person's neck, and he gestures with his chin towards the door. “Get lost.”

They immediately run off.

Seeing that, your own fingers slowly loosen their grip on Sylus’s arm but he grabs hold of your hand before you can completely let go.

“Let’s go for a ride.” He suggests.

And you find yourself smiling for the first time in a while. “Where are we going?”

“Guess.”

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[naokyunnn]

“No guy ever made me cum yet…only myself”

pussy slapping, implied experienced fem!reader. mult. anime characters.

This guy will be delighted, he feels like he’s born to do this with that big smirk on his face.

What do you mean no one made you cum yet? EVER? Those guys must be so bad who uses you to just get off for themselves.

“Hmm? Let’s change that—“ He says through his smirk while he grabbed the back of your knees and spread your legs open, your drenched cunt on full view just for him— aching and clenching at nothing so badly for some release. “Hah— fuck, im going to do you justice baby…” He whispered to your cunt as if he’s talking to it.

He then attached his lips around hood of your clit while his flattened his tongue and lick up the slit. Both of you moaned in unison at the feeling. He then started flicking his tongue over your clit and sucking on it softly, enough to send you to the heavens.

He continued eating you out messily, both arms hooked over your legs, trapping you in that spot as he buried his face deeper against your pussy. Chants of his name slip out of your mouth as you grip on his locks.

He’s been going at it for an HOUR you felt bad because you still don’t feel that feeling, it’s good but you’re not reaching your high yet. You decided to just… well…. lie.

“Mnngh…. cumming— ahh” You moaned while your mouth hangs open, forcing yourself to reach your release soon, but it just can’t.

He stops, and detached himself from your pussy, he look at you with full of mischief in his eyes. “Were you really?” He smirks.

You gulped nervously. Your silence is enough answer for him. His thumb went over to rub your clit slowly. “Don’t lie to me baby… im doing this f’you y’know?” He gave you a half hearted smile but it soon turns into a wicked smirk, “… I won’t stop until you cum and gushing mess, are we clear?” He cooes, his thumb rubbed faster on your clit as you mouth hangs open again in pleasure. “S-sorry…. please… make me cum” You pleaded through your moans.

He chuckled lowly, almost mockingly. He took away his thumb away from your clit and slapped your wet cunt. “Bad girl” He mocked with a smirk. You moaned at the sudden slap on your cunt, babbling sorry’s. He dived back in again, this time he’s more hungry eating that pussy!

He did stood with his promise not to stop until you cum gushing, because before you know it, you lost track of time already and all you know is you came HARD.

“Ahh… there she is… hmm.. that’s how it should be, pretty” He smiled proudly ad he watch your chest rise and fall as you chase your breath, your kegs twitching and the sheets underneath you is SOAKED. Oh boy… he’s proud that he just wanna pound you hard and make you cum hard again and again just to see you break all over again.

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WROTE THIS IN CLASS HAHENSHSHAJS

[deadghosy]

🪓 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑|| 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐗 𝐆𝐍! 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

Diagnosis: fearing to harm your lover, you drink blood from another. Making the riddle himself feel jealous and angry at how you could think he can’t take it.

Warning: possessive behavior, possessive!mattheo, death/blood/killing mentions, slight maybe, suggestive.

Being a vampire in Hogwarts was and is a dangerous game to play. Especially when you had fallen inlove with a mortal human from a rich Slytherin family. The Riddles. Mattheo Riddle was a Slytherin boy who had taken a liken to your “cold” & “loner” personality. He liked how you kept to yourself when really you were trying not to hurt people.

Mattheo did a slow, and friendly approach. Which slowly but surely turned into flirting banter between you two. Gaining your heart, and gaining your trust after almost a year of dating each other. You finally told him that you’re a vampire. You thought the worst, the worst being that he would tell everyone and break up with you. Only for you to gain the opposite of your imagination. He was supportive and didn’t tell a soul.

But he mostly definitely asked a lot of questions.

But last night, you killed a student. Hungry. You were so hungry you lost control and killed a former Hogwarts student that happened to run into your clutches for it to be a death trap. You were lost in a daze, sinking your fangs into their neck and draining them dry til their life and blood source was destroyed. And gone. You could’ve drunk from Mattheo, he had told you to drink his blood if it was serious. But the thought of harming him made you wanna throw up. You felt terrible, so terrible you didn’t talk at all today. Gaining attention from some students and mostly Mattheo. He walked into your dorm seeing pacing back and forth until you seen him. He stared seeing your slight baggy eyes.

“What’s wrong? You look like you had a crazy night or somthin'” he said jokingly. You stayed quiet before nervously laughing. “Yeah…” Mattheo stopped laughing hearing that laughter. He heard that laughter enough to know something actually did happen. “What happened?” You immediately tried to walk past him. You felt scared, you didn’t want him to know you lost control and killed a student.

He pulls you by your arm, gripping it slightly as his eyes darken at your nervous gaze. He hated how he can tell that you’re lying. “The fuck happened last night?” You kept avoiding eye contact making him pull your face close to his with his other hand. “What. Happened.” Breaking the last thread that held you in, you started to ramble from the events. Closing your eyes shut you spilled it, “I drunk another person’s blood and accidentally killed them because I didn’t think you could handle me sucking your own blood, and I’m so sorry!”

Mattheo let out a deep breath and let your arm and face go. Feeling a bit guilty at how he grabbed your arm and stated to massage the arm he held. Worried it might bruise. “Darling…it’s okay. I’m a Riddle for a reason. I can handle you sucking my blood. Plus killing someone isn’t a shock to me much.” You smiled at his words. “But.” Your smile dropped looking at his darkened eyes. It was like an empty void as he tilts his head at you. “But I’m yours, and you’re mine. I can’t let you drink some filthy blood that’s not mine.” You gulped as he moved his hand towards your lips.

He uses his thumb to pull your lower lip down, showing your bottom sharp fangs. There was emotion hidden behind mattheo eyes. You felt fear for a little before he leaned into your ear. “Drink my blood baby. Drink it til it make us dizzy together.” And there goes that crazed smile you fell in love with as he withdraws from your ear and looks at you. Completely towering over you. Your heart felt it was going to leap.

“Cmon. Don’t be scared love. I promise I can take it.” He smiles again, but this time his eyes are different. They soften as he undo his tie while keeping eye contact with you. With one hand it came undone. You felt your mouth water at the sight of his naked neck. Mattheo smirked seeing your eyes dilate. He knew that you were now hungry. You inch closer, and closer. Leaning your head, but your consciousness kept telling you that you were gonna hurt him.

“I..I can’t—” “but you can.” Mattheo quickly interrupts you. “I know you can. I know you’re strong enough to know you can’t hurt me. I can handle it.” Bringing his hand and caressing your cheek. You nodded, you trusted Mattheo to tell you if you are hurting him. You bit into his neck.

With a hiss, Mattheo puts his hand on your waist. Bring you closer as you sink your teeth in deeper. Breaking the flesh and sucking in his blood. You could hear Mattheo chuckle lowly, but what you didn’t see was the light blush and euphoric look he had on his face. His low eyes as he grips the side of your waist. You hummed at the delicious iron taste. Filling your mouth while Mattheo let out a small moan. “That’s right baby…drink as much as you can. Drink it all..” he whispers as he lowers his eyes at you. You hummed and finished the last drop you could drink.

Your eyes were glossy when you pulled back from his neck. Licking the bites that threaten to spill more from Mattheo. “Sorry if I hurt you…” you say lowly, embarrassed at how you also feel on cloud nine from drinking his blood. “You didn’t hurt me.” He kissed the temple of your head then wipes your red stained lips. “Didn’t even feel a pinch.” He smiled while you just roll your eyes. “Whatever…”

At least you knew how he feels if you don’t drink his blood.

[spermeboy]

pairings: hiram lodge x male reader

request: I don't know if you're taking requests or could I request a dom top Hiram Lodge and bottom femboy 19 year old male leader who is Archie's brother and Veronica's best friend and one night stayed with Veronica and catches Hiram in the kitchen naked and hard so he talks to his knees starts licking and sucking Hiram big cock and Hiram started Facefucking until he fills his mouth full of c** throws him on the kitchen table and fucking Reader hard by covering his mouth until he breeds the reader.

warnings: SMUT, anal sex, breeding, swearing, cum consumption, slurs.

Your brother Archie warned you about staying at the Lodge's house. He had some bad history with Hiram and was worried he may take it out on you while you were staying the night with Veronica, and in a way... that's exactly what happened. Once Veronica had fallen asleep, you were practically dying of thirst. You stumbled your way through the dark, making your way to the kitchen, your eyes widen in shock as you stand slightly away from the kitchen doorway submerged in darkness, Hiram Lodge was in the kitchen... naked and rock hard, full cock and balls on display.

You let out a quiet gasp and cover your mouth, trying to remain silent as you stay back in the darkness. Hiram turns around and immediately stares into the darkness where you hide, "Come out," he says firmly, in a dominant tone. You obliged and slowly step out of darkness and into the kitchen, you gently rest you arms against the marble island in the middle of the kitchen while Hiram leans his muscular arms against them on the other side. "You're Archie Andrew's brother, aren't you." He says through gritted teeth and disgust when he mentions your brothers name.

You slowly nod your head, lost for words, and be unable to speak partly because he scares you so much but also because he is butt naked, showing everything and anything to you, his cock is laying down on the counter. He slowly creeps round the counter, his cock swinging back and forth as he walks over to you. Once he finally makes his way over to you, his body completely towering over you, a surge of submission takes over your body. Something about his dark aura made you want to completely submit your life to him.

Then Hiram let's out a command that leaves you stunned and shocked, "get down on your knees and suck my cock like a good faggot, mi amor." He says in a seductive whisper to you, his thumb gently grazing across your lower lip. Without a fight, you slowly get down on your knees, your silk pyjama shorts ride up your ass giving Hiram the perfect over shot of your ass, once you are face to face with his cock you lift up his cock with your tongue while looking up at him, you take his cock immediately to the back of your throat. Gripping against his cheeks to hold yourself steady.

You slowly take your time, tasting every inch of his cock coating it all in your saliva. Your gags and moans just from cock sucking drives Hiram crazy, "If I'd known your were such a faggot for cock I would've done this ages ago!" He says while gripping your hair. Your eyes roll back as you allow him to take control and let his cock absolutely destroy your mouth. He grips either side of your head using your mouth as his personally cum dump, his cock twitches in your throat as he spurts out his cum filling up your mouth with his creamy cum.

A fulfilled smirk crosses your face as his cock flops out of your mouth, a mouth full of cum and it's the happiest you've ever felt. "Now swallow like a good boy!" He says while gently slapping your cheeks, you swallow his sweet cum making sure every last drop is traveling down your throat. He leans down to pick you up, laying you down on the marble island, grabbing your legs to keep them open and wide, revealing your tight pink pucker to him.

He spits down at your hole, using the tip of his cock rubbing it all over before pushing his cock past the tight ring of your hole your eyes widen feeling his cock open up your walls in a way like never before. He leans closer to you, hovering above you so you can stare up at him as he milks your sweet spot, "d-daddy!" You blurt out feeling his cock fuck you and destroy your hole. Hiram grips your throat choking you as he fucks you back and forth, he removes one hand from your throat and moving it down to your nipple tweaking it causing pleasure to run up and down your body.

With one thrust into your g-spot, you become a moaning mess to the point Hiram has to silence you by covering your mouth, "mhm!" You whimper out as he covers you mouth as continue to thrust up into you, fucking your hole to the point it's borderline abuse on your hole but you don't want him to stop ever but you can tell that it's coming to an end. "Faster!" You whimper out against his hand as he thrusts a couple more times before shooting his load deep inside you hole, letting out a loud groan "..fuck!" He lets out.

He continues to fuck his cum up into your hole with a few more thrusts, breeding your faggy boy-pussy before pulling out, he scoops you up and carries you to his bedroom and laying you down on the bed "round two in the morning" he whispers into your ear, kissing your cheek as he lays next to you.

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[danikamariewrites]

Hi could I request a Xaden x reader where reader is super nice and kind of shy and is a marked one like Xaden. Possibly set during conscription day where Violet and Reader are in the same year and reader has to cross the parapet. Reader and Xaden are already in a pre-established relationship because they were in the same foster home.

Parapet

Xaden x reader

A/n: This is so cute anon omg 🥹

Warnings: slight anxiety, some angst, and fluff

Your heart was pounding as the end of Parapet grew closer and closer. The wind and rain making you wobbly on the narrow stone walkway. You would have lost your very small breakfast had it not been for the two kind girls in front of you. They gave you hope that the Riders Quadrant might not be terrible.

A few more steps. You can do it y/n, you're almost there and he'll be waiting for you, you thouught to yourself.

Two more steps, then you'll be on solid ground.

Violet jumped down. Immediately shaking from the adrenaline coursing through her body. You weren't ready for that and the nausea that would over come you. But you couldn't stay up here forever.

Without looking up from the ground you could feel Xaden's gaze on you. Leaping down onto the gravel you let out a deep breath. "Name?" A deep, familiar voice asks. Looking up at the man you love and have been separated from for two years your eyes sparkled. Tears threatened to spill out. You had to hold it together or you'd be targeted by whoever hates Xaden.

You could see it in his eyes that he wanted nothing more than to pll you into a tight embrace. Xaden bit back that boyish grin you knew all too well.

"Y/n y/l/n." He wrote it down, telling you to wait in the courtyard with the other cadets. You set out to find Rhiannon and Violet, wanting to make sure they were doing ok after one of the most stress inducing tasks you had ever faced.

After being put into your squads you started heading off to the dorms. Along with Violet and Rhi, you had been put in Fourth Wing, which to your relief, Xaden is Wing Leader.

Xaden grabbed your arm pulling you aside in the rotunda. You looked up at him as he tilted his head toward one of the massive pillars away from prying eyes. You followed until the two of you were covered by shadows. Once Xaden made sure you couldn't be seen he scooped you into his arms kissing you fiercely. Pouring all his emotions and love that he had bottled up for over two years.

Breaking apart an eternity later you rest your hands flat against his strong chest. Good gods! How much muscle had he gained since getting to Basgiath. You knew he was trained from his teenage years by your foster family, but still.

Xaden cradled your face in his large hands. You felt the callouses he had earned from training over the years. Gods you want those rough hands all over your body. To get reaquanted with every curve and crevice he left behind.

Your boyfriend stared deeply into your eyes. Like he was making sure his memories of you were correct. His thumb ran across three little freckles on your top lip that had shown up just after he left. Xaden let out a breathy laugh. "Those are new. So cute, so you." He breathed out. You smiled again. Letting the tears pricking your eyes flow now that you were alone.

"I missed you so much Xaden." You say softly just for him. He let his tears go at the sound of his name on your lips. "I read all of your letters over and over again." Xaden pulled you flush against his chest again, resting his head on yours.

"I missed you too my love." You gripped his tunic so hard your fingers started to cramp. You just couldn't imagine letting him go now that he was infront of you again.

Reluctantly pulling away Xaden held you by your shoulders to see all of you. "Are you ok? Did anyone give you trouble?" You lightly shook your head. "No, but I think I made friends. The two girls I stood with in formation." Xaden nodded slowly. He looked as if he was debating telling you a big secret that was killing him.

"Stick with them. I'm glad you're in my wing, that way I can protect you." You nodded, giving him another smile. Gods you were too kind and delicate for the Riders Quadrant. He should've fought harder to have you put in with the healers. Unfortunately General Sorrengail wouldn't budge on her decision.

Xaden lightly traces your relic on the side of your neck. A shiver runs through your body making you giggle. Xaden melted. He missed that sound. He missed you.

"Just keep your head down, stick to who you can trust - especially Liam - he'll watch you. We'll get through this ok." You nod again. It felt like that was all you could do. You still didn't trust your voice. If you tried to speak you'd probably burst into hysterics.

Xaden started walking you to the dorms. He drops your hand putting his arms behind his back. "When you get your own room I can come and see you. For now we'll just have to the day time."

"I'll take what I can get with you." You sigh. Xaden stops halfway down the hall. "I have to go, but I'll see you at dinner." "See you at dinner." Xaden gave you one last longing smile before turning on his heel, heading back down the hall.

Taking another deep breath you push the door to the dorms open. It was loud. People talking, making friends, and fighting over who's bunk is who's. You immediately spot Rhiannon and Violet. They were fierociously guarding three beds. Violet makes eye contact with you, a smile gracing her lips as she waved you over.

You rush over to the girls, throwing your pack on the bed they saved for you. "Thank you." "We didn't want you to miss out." You smiled at the two girls as you all started to set up your beds.

Something told you this wouldn't be so bad. And that this squad is where you're supposed to be.

[stairain]

Gun that doesn't shoot.

You've grown tired of the princess treatment from Spencer, just wishing he'd slap you around for once, so you don't stop until he does.

Warnings: Hard Dom Spencer, Bratty Reader, spanking with a belt, degrading, hair pulling, slapping, fingering, crying, orgasm denial. 

WC: 3.7K

For reasons you don��t know, you were being overly bratty towards Spencer today. Actually, you had a completely valid reason. He’s gone soft, to put it simply, and quite frankly you were tired of being babied 24/7

So today, whenever he asked you to do something, it was met with a mocking grumble and hesitance to do said task. He thought it was just a one time thing, and let it slide, but now here you are again, facing the other way with a pout as he talks to you.

"What is the matter with you, Princess?"

Your heart skips a beat as you hear him call you by your favorite name, but you huff and cross your arms over your chest, as if throwing a silent tantrum.

“Don’t give me attitude, Princess. You’ve been in a sour mood all day and I haven’t done anything to you.” 

Spencer crosses his own arms across his chest as his tone is one of pure disapproval and disappointment. He sighs. 

“What has gotten into you?’

You almost make a show out of turning your head away from where he stood, exaggerating how much you wanted to do everything but look at him. 

He slightly bends over to firmly grab your chin and force you to look in his eyes.

"What's the matter? Speak."

You suck your teeth as you look up at him with malice burning in your eyes.

“Why should I tell you?”

Spencer’s eyebrow twitches as he becomes irritated with your behavior.

"Because you're being bratty, and I'd like to know what you're upset about." His voice starts out stern, but slowly turns gentle at the end of the sentence.

“And why would you care? It’s not like you’re gonna do anything about it.” You’re still avoiding his question, wanting to see just how far you can push him before he snaps. He was always so gentle and caring with you, and for once you just wanted to see what’d it’d be like once he finally lashes out on you.

"Why wouldn't I care?" He seems genuinely lost at your response.

"Just tell me what's wrong, and I'll see what I can do to fix it, okay?" His tone is still gentle, but he seems a little confused and maybe even hurt. With a scoff, you turn your body so you’re facing away from him.

Spencer sighs heavily as he stands back upright, getting more and more frustrated. 

"Look, I can't fix what's wrong if you won't tell me. So talk, or I'm going to give you something else to pout about."

You have to suppress the small smile that grows on your face, you’re finally getting somewhere. You huff once more.

“You wouldn’t.”

"Try me, Princess." He says the name in an almost mocking manner, and takes a few steps closer to you. He leans down and grabs your chin again, forcing you to look up at him. He gets just an inch or two from your face.

“That’s what I’ve been doing all day, didn’t think it’d take a genius like you to take this long to figure it out.” Your voice is sarcastic as your words bite at him. 

You can see violent anger flash in his eyes for a moment, before he’s squeezing his eyes shut and taking a deep breath. His hand slides around the back of your neck and grabs you there, dragging you like a dog over to the kitchen counter. Your back hits the edge of the island, and his voice is quiet as he speaks to you. 

"I don't know what's gotten into you, but for your own sake, please tell me what's made you so angry."

You simply bite the inside of your cheek as you stay silent, despite all of his warnings and pleads for you to just talk to him. His hand slithers from the back of your neck to your throat, and gently holds it in his fingers. 

"You don't give up, do you?" He asks after a moment, still holding you there against the counter. As his frustration continues to grow, his grip tightens, but he doesn't seem to realize it.

"I'm begging you, sweetheart. Just talk to me."

You push down a sound of pain at the feeling of him gripping at your throat, and swallow nervously before speaking. “Or what?”

Spencer sighs and his grip on you gets tighter and you can tell his frustration is only growing at your stubbornness.

"Or I'll have to punish you. You know how much I hate doing that, Princess." He sighs again, clearly hurt by the thought.

This time, you don’t stop the soft grunt that escapes your mouth, and you stutter when trying to speak.

“Y-You’re all talk..”

The man's eyebrow quirks up, and he shrugs. 

“If you say so.." His expression is now cold and serious. "Your choice, Princess." He suddenly lets you go and takes a step back. He crosses his arms and stands in front of you, waiting to see what you will do next. 

A look of confusion and disbelief crosses your face, and you’re sputtering out your words. 

“W-What are you doing? You..You’re supposed to punish me, why are you just standing there?” 

As you speak, you can see a cocky grin spread across his face.

Spencer looks at you for a moment before speaking, his tone coated in disdain as realization sets in for him.

"You really want to be punished, don't you? That must be it." He starts walking in circles around the kitchen island that you’re leaning against, slowly shaking his head.

"You're being bad on purpose to get my attention.” His tone is mocking and his grin is teasing, but there's still some coldness behind his words.

He knows he’s read your intentions perfectly, just as you had recited them in your head. Your heart starts to pound in your chest as you try everything in your power to not look at him, as he circles you like a shark would their prey.

He continues to circle you, his look turning more predatory as time goes on.

"Is that what this is really about? You get some sick satisfaction out of pushing my buttons until I snap at you and have to put you in your place? You just like seeing me angry." His grin grows, and he chuckles darkly. "Does it get you off, Princess?"

The tone in his voice is dark and condescending, and it sends a shiver through your senses. You open your mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.

“I-I..”

Spencer watches you as you try and fail to speak, and his grin only grows darker. His eyes are cold and unforgiving now, looking down on you like you're one of the worst of the worst that he's put behind bars.

"Speak up, Princess. Unless you have nothing to say?" He gets even closer to you, getting right in your face and leaning a hand against the counter next to you. You can see the anger starting to boil in his eyes, despite him trying to keep himself calm.

And it’s clear by the way all your previous confidence has crumbled underneath you, that you have nothing to say. You were trembling with fear and anticipation as you could feel the huffs of his heavy breathing hitting your skin.

His eyes narrow at your silence, and his hand suddenly shoots out to grab a fistful of your hair. You are pulled forward painfully and he pulls you close.

"Speak. You don’t have a choice." He growls at you as he grabs your hair tighter and his face looks like he's just one step away from losing control.

You wince in pain at the feeling, but also moan softly. As his fist gripped at your roots, it shot a feeling of pure arousal through your body. You take a shuddering breath before you speak.

“Y-Yes.. Just-Just wanted you to put me in my place..” 

His face doesn't soften at all at your confession. He seems just as cold and unforgiving as he did before you spoke, and his other hand now grabs your throat.

"And what is your place exactly, Princess? Remind me."

His gaze is piercing and his breath is as heavy as your own is.

“I-I’m yours, Sir..”

The grip on your hair and throat only tighten as you whimper out your words. 

"That's right, Angel. You are mine. And you know what you do when you're mine?" He leans in even closer, so that he's nearly nose-to-nose with you, his grip becoming almost unbearable. 

"You behave, Is that understood?" 

Your lips drop in an attempt to gasp for air, and you manage to nod in his hold. You swallow and squeeze your eyes shut.

Reid lets go completely and you gasp for air, coughing and sputtering. You choke on your own breath as your lungs greedily fill with air.

"That's what I thought." He mutters in a low, almost whispered tone. He watches you with a sick look of sadism for another moment as you fight to breathe, then lets out a sigh and steps away. His face is blank for a moment, then his eyes quickly fill with desire.

"On your knees."

The tone he uses is colder and less forgiving now as he says that. He hasn’t moved in his place away from you, and he crosses his arms, waiting for you to obey him. 

At his command, you take a few steps forward and immediately fall to your knees. You bow your head down to the floor as you await his next order.

“Yes, Sir.” 

He looks down at you and reaches a warm hand out to run over the expanse of your jawline, before quickly pulling it away to slap you across the face. Your head jolts to the side and you let out a quick noise of shock.

"I don't want you to say another word unless I ask you to. Understood?" His eyes are trained on you as he withdraws his hand, waiting for you to respond and confirm that you’re actually listening to him now.

“Yes, Sir.”

You nod and say not another word afterwards. Your body was practically shaking in both excitement and fear for this, you had him exactly where you wanted him.

Spencer nods and reaches out for the belt he keeps on his waist. He pulls it out of his belt loops and holds it in his hand, seemingly taking his time to torture you.

"Look at me." His voice becomes harsher, and you can tell he's lost his patience.

Your head almost immediately lifts to look him in the eyes, and you can feel the littlest of tears brimming your wide, “innocent”, eyes as you gaze at him through your long lashes.

"You’ve left me no other choice, Princess.” He states monotonously as he holds you in his gaze. 

"It won't be pretty, or gentle. You're going to leave with bruises." His voice is dripping in condescension, and the look in his eyes sends a shiver of fear through you. He holds the belt tightly in his fist, waiting for your response. 

“That’s exactly what I want, sir.”

The look in his eyes doesn’t waver as he sits down on the couch and looks over at you expectedly.

"Over my knee."

There's no room for argument. His face remains unmoving as he holds his arm out, waiting for you to do as you're told. With a nod, you lift yourself from trembling knees and walk over to him, before bending your body over his legs, your stomach resting against his thighs and your ass raised in the air.

Spencer looks down at you as you do, his face blank and his expression serious again. Once he makes sure you're fully in position, he flips up your skirt and pulls back his arm. 

"Don't you dare move, Princess.” 

You hold your breath as you wait for the first hit and squeak out.

“Yes, Sir.”

The thick leather of the belt crashes down against your bare bottom and you hiss through your teeth. It hurt, but you knew this was as gentle as they would get, so you take it with gratitude. 

"Let's see if that attitude of yours is the same after a few more, hmm?" He asks in a condescending tone, his voice having turned into a cruel whisper. He pulls back his arm again as he speaks. 

"Tell me again what you are, Princess."

“I-I’m yours, Sir.. I belong to you—“ Your words are cut off as he swings the belt and lashes it against your pink tinged skin, making you cry out in pain. The tears that brimmed your eyes before fell down your flushed face now.

"Good, Princess. That's a good girl, isn't it?" He says in that unforgiving mutter as he pulls the belt back and whips it forward again, just as hard as the last.

"Tell me again, Princess. I want to hear you say it. What are you?"

Your body lurches forward in his lap and you practically scream at the pain.

“I’m yours, Sir.. Y-Yours..”

"And how should I treat my Princess? Do you think I should treat her gently? Is that what you want?" His voice is sarcastic yet menacing and it sends a shiver down your spine. He pulls the belt back and whips it forward once more, hitting you with even more force than before. 

You know better than to answer him, you know he’d like you better with your mouth shut right now. But that proved to be quite difficult, as the second the rough leather slapped against your bottom, your mouth dropped in a screech.

"Shut up. Do as you're told." His voice grows brutal and he continues to spank you, his face becoming one of rage and fury as his hands turn red and white from the tight grip he has around the belt.

"I don’t want to hear a single sound from you unless I want it, Princess. Now, say it again. What are you?" He asks, his voice once again dripping in a scornful frigid tone.

You don’t even have to look back at your ass to know it’s absolutely bruised with purple and red marks, you can just feel them.

“I-I’m yours, forever..”

"Yes, that's right. You belong to me. So don't you ever behave like this again, understood?" 

He stares you down and punctuates his words with a bruising hit.

“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry sir..” Your voice is wavering as tears stream down your face and your body is shaking against his. His free hand reaches up to grab a handful of your hair and he forcefully yanks on it, making you groan in pain. 

“I don’t fucking care. Shut your mouth or I will make you.” 

An animalistic sob leaves your lips when he tugs at your roots harder and brutally assaults your already abused bottom. It’s like you can almost feel every line and crack of the texture of the belt at this point, as with every hit he dealt to you, the pattern was being imprinted on the red raised surface of your ass.

Then, suddenly, the hand in your hair lets you go and you can hear him switching the belt from his left hand to his right. All you can do is hang your head low and pray he’ll take it easy on you. But you know better. This is exactly what you wanted. You wanted to watch him snap, break from that caring and nurturing role he always regarded you with, and ruin you. 

When rough fingers take hold of the bottom of your panties, the fabric is ripped with an unforgiving tearing noise. Your eyes widen against the darkness of the couch and you clench at the feeling of being exposed so suddenly. 

Above you, you can hear him let out a deep chuckle at you bent over his lap, arching in anticipation as your folds glistened pathetically. 

“So pretty.. Shame you have to be so bad.”

Is all he says before you feel two large fingers prod at your hole, not giving you a moment to think before they roughly push into your plushy wet walls. Your cunt hungrily swallows what he’s given you, and he shakes his head at the sight of his fingers disappearing inside of you.

“It’s never enough for you, is it, Princess?”

The digits curl inside of you, making a scooping motion as they thrust deeper and deeper into you. Your eyes cross as they fall under heavy eyelids, and a strained whimper leaves your mouth. 

“You just.. take, take, take..”

He pulls back his fingers and fucks them back into you with each word he lets leave his mouth. 

“And it’s still never enough, hm?”

You shake your head the best you can, and moan out at his claims. 

“N-No, Si-”

The otherwise forgotten leather belt in his other hand thwacks down against your already welted ass, cutting you off. You practically scream in shock at the feeling, before he does it once more, just to shut you up again. 

“Do not fucking speak to me right now.”

A third finger joins the others inside of you in a slick motion, and the stretch has you dizzy in his lap. It doesn’t sound like he’s speaking to his girlfriend right now, not speaking at all to the woman he loves so unconditionally. No, it sounds like he’s talking to one of his worst enemies. 

His tone is full of hatred, malice, and coldness. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t turn you on beyond belief. He’d never treated you this roughly before and you were getting used to it all too easily.

Usually when he opened you like this, he took his time with you. Slowly pushing in each long digit and feeling your warm liquids gush around him, making sure you’re alright before moving another centimeter. 

But now, his hand was pistoning into you like he didn’t know how to do anything else, and his shaking fist held onto the belt above your ass so hard you were wondering how long it would take for him to pierce his nails through it.  

He was furious with you, and you adored it.

“People would kill to be treated the way I treat you. Pampered like a princess, spoiled rotten.. And yet-”

Spencer raises his hand once more and slashes the leather against your bottom before he finishes his sentence. You hold back a cry.

“You don’t want it.” 

His fingers push impossibly deeper into you and stay still against your stretched walls, giving your soaked pussy the opportunity to finally mold around them, tight like a vice. 

“What happened, baby? What happened to my Princess?”

There’s a faux tone of concern and sympathy for you in his voice, but you see right through it. You simply shake your head in response and try your damndest to not squeeze around his digits to avoid him getting even madder at you, as tempting as the idea sounds.

You can hear the material of the leather hitting the couch as he drops it, and you can feel a comforting hand come around to lightly run through your hair.

His fingers start to move once again, but much slower this time, and much more gentle. The 180 turn confuses you, but you didn’t want to be ungrateful and prove him right. 

The once stoic tone in his words softens, as he speaks to you in a comforting voice.

“Think you can cum, just like this, Princess?”

This time, you don’t stop yourself from squeezing around him, urging him deeper to press against your sensitive spot. When he reaches it, the pads of his fingers caress over it, and it makes you whimper pathetically. You nod, and swallow the drool that’s started dripping from your lips.

Spencer smiles down at you and brushes his hand through your hair. He can feel your arousal leaking out of your cunt, dripping from the fingers stuffed into you and onto the surface of his palm. 

He twists his digits around inside of you as he fucks you closer and closer to the edge, and it doesn’t take much for him to get you there, because after he deals one last press of his middle finger against your spot, you’re crying out.

“Sir.. Sir, I-I’m.. cum..I—”

Your eyes cross and roll back into your head as you right there, and just as fast as he’d gotten you from that point, he robs you of it. 

Before you can even finish your sentence, he’s pulling all of his fingers out of your drenched pussy and looking down at you with a cruel smile. The hand that was in your hair was still running gently through the strands, almost mocking you. 

Your eyes widen and you’re quick to look back and up at him, a look of panic and betrayal all over you. Tears quickly fill your waterline, threatening to fall at a moment's notice. 

“W-Wh..Why?”

A dark chuckle leaves his mouth before it’s stifled by his fingers dipping against his tongue. He cleans all of your slick from his skin, groaning at the taste. 

You can fill your impending orgasm crashing back to square one and it takes everything in you not to scream at him to just make you cum. 

“You can’t have it both ways, my love. If you want to be a bad girl, then I’ll treat you like one, understand?”

Tears finally begin to stream down your face, and even though you asked for this, you still couldn’t help the pitiful cries you let out at his cruel but deserved actions. 

“Are you ready to be my Princess again, or are you still going to be a bratty little bitch?” 

As he throws the insult at you, his fist tightens on your head and pulls tauntingly at your hair. You shake your head and swallow down a moan, your cunt is still painfully wet, pulsing and clenching around nothing. 

“I-I’ll be good, I pr-promise!” 

You weakly whine, and it’s humorous to him how quickly your little charade ended. You had planned on breaking him, but it’s clear now that you’re the only one left broken. 

As you beg him for forgiveness, you feel the teasing touch of his fingers slowly pushing between your silky wet folds. An evil smile creeps onto his face, and his voice is as dark and taunting as ever. 

“That’s what I fucking thought.” 

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Sweet little sister - Modern!Aegon Targaryen x Stepsister!Reader

Summary : You are attracted to your stepbrother, Aegon. every night after everyone is asleep you masturbate while thinking about him. Until one night, Aegon heard you moan his name

You don't mind if your father marries another woman, but you are a little surprised when you find out that your new mother has brought her three children to live with you. You are on good terms with all of them, including Aegon. he's three years older than you, the closeness of the two of you makes you feel something you shouldn't feel. You fell in love with him, you fell under the charm of Aegon Targaryen

At first, your crush on him was just normal, but as time went on you felt like you wanted to have him. You are jealous when he always brings home a different woman every day when your father and Alicent are not at home.

You weren't completely annoyed, because your room and his were next to each other. You can hear his moans which make you more and more horny every night you touch yourself, thinking that your fingers are his cock.

You rolled your eyes when you heard the sound of Aegon's car engine entering the garage, "surely he brought another woman, father and Alicent are away now" you said quietly while changing the television channel.

but your guess was wrong, he entered the house alone. you looked at him who was walking towards you, "where are Aemond and Haelena?" Aegon threw himself onto the couch and sat down next to you, you groaned softly and shifted.

“Aemond was studying in the city library, Haelena was going out with her friend”

Aegon just hummed and closed his eyes, he looked tired. You wanted to ask but you were silent when you felt his hand land on your thigh and stroke it gently, you choked out, his strokes were so gentle that it made you start to get wet. You rub your thighs together to provide the friction you need.

“okey then, I'll be in my room if you want anything” he smiled and headed towards his room, you bit your bottom lip while looking at him. you were really horny now, you really needed release. When you heard the sound of Aegon's room closing, you quickly ran to your room and closed the door.

“what the fuck was that?” you lost your sanity, you're on the edge because of him, you have taken off all your clothes—now your naked body attempted to find a sex toys that can help me to fuck myself.

“fucking hell, where the fuck is that thing.” You getting sexually frustrated because of Aegon, you looked at the bottom drawer, you rushed to open it and fortunately you found your favorite vibrator.

you stepped your feet towards the bed and grabbed the vibrator then pushed your upper body down in order to adjust the toy with the entrance. You slowly rubbed the tip of the vibrator across your wet folds, you tried to hold back your moans. You didn't want Aegon to know that you were masturbating while thinking about him. "F-fuck. I need his cock to make it easier for me to reach my g-spot."

It feels never enough to satisfy your lust for him, the sigh getting loud and hard. Henceforth, you close your eyes to sense an acme pleasure. you slowly touch other parts of my body and stop to stroke your nipple that's getting hard. the vibrator still in your vagina, as your heated session getting fiery and exciting.

You put my chest on the sheet to give friction to your breasts. ypur thoughts got crazy, you imagined your stepbrother's hands touching your nipple and licked it. You know it sounds wrong, but you can't help it “Mmm— faster Aeg, i'll cum.”

you gripped the sheets as a sign that the intense desire you kept after a while would explode. You close to your high, your other hand move on your clitoris and the vibrator keep vibrate inside of you, “Ahhh, this feels good.''

You expected to reach the wave of pleasure, but.. a clap intrigued your action to catch the heavens. you gasped in surprise, trying to hide the erotic action that you has doing, and you thought it was too late because your stepbrother was standing in front of you with eyes full of lust.

"Aegon! w-what are you doing in my room?" You pulled your blanket over your naked body, your face flushed and you tried not to look him in the eye. You didn't realize when he entered your room quietly and "accidentally" heard you moaning his name in your masturbations.

"well I heard a sound and thought that you were injured, but it turns out you were..." you cover your face with your hands, oh my gosh you are so embarrassed now.

He coughed, “eum you know, you can just ask me,'' you can see a sarcastic smile on his lips, that's sends a shiver down to your spine. “I didn't mean to interrupt your masturbations, but.. your moans make me horny and you looked so beautiful without any clothes. I couldn't look away other than a liquid flowing in your pussy.”

You blushed because of his kinky praise and your eyes glimpse that he walked over to touch your body. His eyes never diverted. He leaned down and kissed your lips deeply and roughly. you couldn't refuse it and you chose to tangle your tongues and embody passionate love.

“Baby, All you have to do is ask, I will definitely obey all my sweet sister's wishes” He broke the kiss and looked at you in the eyes.

“Ride me, darl. I have one rule too, you can't touch my cock. Just rub your pussy and let's see how much you can handle your lust." he sat on the edge of the bed and patted his thigh.

Your mouth opened and looked at him in disbelief, you saw him smile sarcastically and pat his thigh again, your heart was pounding when you approached him to sit in his lap. “But, before you sit on my thighs, can I ask for the remote of your toys?”

You handed him the remote without thinking about the consequences of his crazy thoughts, you can see him pressing the top speed button. your body shakes and drops again to the bed, grabbing the sheets.

"n-no please t-to muchh" He demonstrates a smirk, he likes seeing you like this because of his actions, your body starts to shake violently, you can see stars because of the pleasure you feel "A-aeg.. i'm-coming", he noticed that you will reach your climax. not wasting any second, he immediately turns it off and thwarts it again.

“Ups.. I don't mean it. Now, sit on my lap, darling.” you approached him slowly, as you straddled his thigh, your sensitive pussy and skin met his slightly rough jeans and you moan at the feeling of that. you can sense that his bulge is getting hard and it's making you even more enthusiastic to ride in his laps.

Wanted more, no, you craved more. you bucked your hips and started grinding up against him. The tension is getting hot. Your hands gripped his shoulders to move faster and he watched me struggle with the pressure he exerts. He held your hips to help you reach your high for the second time. you saw his eyes getting dark with ineluctable desire.

"Look at me," He said as he grabbed your face to look at him, sharing countless intense looks, “Open your mouth.” you carried out his orders and your hips continued to move above him. he put a finger in your mouth, and it sent you sinking into a long throes of passion, "AhH mm- please., f-fuck me already, I can’t handle it.” As if he was deaf, he still wouldn't let you to touch his cock

you moaned out as your body started to shake, reaching your high. your body trembled because the intensity and passion you felt had reached the climax, he smiled and you could see the satisfied smile on his face.

“That was awesome, I admired it when you rode me. Next time, just ask me and i will come to fuck you until your stupid enough.” He whispered at your ear and start to kiss your naked shoulder.

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Day 4: Sunwoo

Pairing: Sunwoo x female reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 1867

Warnings: Unprotected sex, riding, teasing, whining, breast play, slight dacryphilia, masturbation (male), handjob, praise, dirty talk, slight spanking, slight degradation

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It’s Friday night and you’re in Sunwoo’s lap again, just like always. He’s already gotten your shirt off, his hands palming your breasts as you whine and rock yourself on top of him.

“Need some help?” He snickers after he says it, pinching your nipples to make you cry out for him again. You grip the hem of your skirt and squeeze your eyes shut to keep the tears of frustration from falling, but it’s no use. You can just barely feel the outline of his hard length pressing against you through his sweatpants and your underwear.

You feel Sunwoo’s fingers prodding at your lips, letting your mouth fall open so he can slip them inside. You swirl your tongue around them, hoping if you do a good enough job, he’ll free you from your frustration.

“You’re so filthy,” he giggles, pressing down on your tongue. You don’t realize it, but you’ve started grinding on top of him again, moving your hips in little circles. Sunwoo pulls his fingers from your mouth and flips your skirt up to your waist, taking in the wet spot on your panties. “Look at you, you’re a mess.”

He tells you this every time, but you never get tired of hearing it. Sunwoo gets away with a lot of shit that nobody else would, and he unfortunately knows it.

“Please,” you whimper, trying to beg him with your eyes. You know that he loves to see you all teary and desperate for him, so you gently pinch the meat of your thigh until your eyes start to water again. “Please touch me.”

Sunwoo runs his hands up the back of your thighs until he’s got two handfuls of your ass, squeezing generously. You moan as he pulls your underwear down, pocketing them in his sweatpants for later. You’ve lost so many pairs of underwear to him, but you’d never ask for them back. There’s something that gets you going, knowing he keeps them for himself like some kind of pervert.

You almost forget that he’s still fully clothed until he pulls his dick out and starts stroking it, his other hand squeezing your hip slightly. “Hey, let me see you,” you whine, tugging at his hoodie. Sunwoo rolls his eyes, but he lets go of his cock long enough to pull his hoodie over his head and toss it over the back of the couch. You lean forward and run your hands up his bare chest, scratching gently with your nails.

“Fuck, don’t tease me,” he groans, like he wasn’t just toying with you moments before. He grabs your hand in his and brings it down to his cock, wrapping your fingers around his shaft. He’s hot and heavy in your hand, growing harder as he uses you to stroke himself to full hardness. You lean forward and kiss him, eager to have his plush lips on yours

“I want you,” you murmur, guiding his tip to rub up and down your folds. You moan as he grabs your hips and angles you above him, slowly pressing inside you. “Fuck, you feel so good,” you tell him as he stretches you.

Sunwoo takes his time bottoming out, watching your face change as you adjust to his size. When he’s sure you’re okay, he smacks your ass so hard you let out a small scream, the pleasure rippling through you suddenly.

You press your palms flat on his chest and lift your hips up until only his tip remains inside, then slide yourself back down. It’s a slow pace because you prefer to feel every inch of his cock against your walls, but Sunwoo would never complain. He loves watching you take him in any form; the way you move and the sounds you make always get him going, whether it’s fast or slow. But tonight is Friday and neither of you are in a rush, so he fixes his eyes on where his cock disappears inside of you and just drinks it in.

You’ve got the rhythm now, so you take one of your hands off his chest and start touching your breasts, giving him a show as you pinch and roll your nipple between your fingers. When the buds are stiff, you slide your hand lower, spreading your lips around his cock so he can see the lewd sight even clearer.

“That’s it,” he grins, looking up at you with the bedroom eyes you fall for every time. “Ride it nice and slow for me.”

Your eyes roll back in your head a little bit at his words, grinding down a little harder on his cock. You moan softly as he hits your spot, losing your rhythm slightly as you struggle to balance against his chest. Sunwoo takes pity on you finally and grabs your hips, but then he’s pushing you off him and to the side.

You turn on your side, about to ask him what the hell he’s doing, but he pushes you back onto your stomach before you can say anything. Your words die in your throat as he climbs over you and hikes your hips upwards, pressing his cock between your legs and rubbing the tip through your wet folds.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby,” he murmurs, his chest pressed fully against your back. “I’m gonna make it all better.”

The slide inside is so slow and slippery, you can only moan loudly as you take every inch of his cock deeper and deeper. Sunwoo keeps one hand on your back so you don’t flail around, the other holding the base of his cock tightly so he doesn’t blow his load right away. He’s never had to fight so hard to cum before you started sleeping together, but you just feel so good wrapped around him that he can’t help it sometimes.

Finally after what feels like hours, he’s fully buried in your cunt, hips pressed firmly against your ass. Sunwoo admires the view, the slope of your spine driving him crazy. He loves having you at his mercy like this, but the real reason he enjoys this is because of the trust you have in him. Outside of the bedroom, you can go toe to toe with him, dishing out as much shit as he gives you and sometimes more. But in here? You fully give yourself to him in every way, doing anything he asks of you. He loves it even more than he’s willing to admit.

“Sunwoo please,” you beg him again, trying to push your hips back for some movement.

He shakes his head even though he knows you can’t see him, smacking your ass again suddenly. “I don’t know what you want if you don’t tell me,” he teases, rubbing the sore area gently with his palm. You sigh in frustration, but you know you have to play his game to get what you want.

“Please fuck me,” you mumble, craning your head to look back at him. He’s smirking, then smacks your ass again gently. It doesn’t hurt really, you know he’s just doing it because he likes to see it jiggle around him. But you’re reaching the end of your patience.

“You were supposed to ride me, but you couldn’t even do that right. Why should I reward you for failing?” His expression is neutral, but his words have a cold tone to them that send an excited shiver up your spine. Sunwoo pulls his hips back just barely and pushes in again, making you moan suddenly. “See? That’s enough for you, you can’t even keep your mouth shut.”

You turn your head into the pillows and scream in frustration; Sunwoo’s usually a tease, but today is especially bad. You’re dripping around his cock and he isn’t letting up on you, just barely rocking himself in and out. Most of the time, you like it slow, but today you just want to feel him going at you like an animal. It’s been a long week at work and the only thing that’s going to make it right is Sunwoo fucking you so hard it resets your brain.

“Please,” you whine. “I’ll do anything, please just fuck me properly.”

You can practically feel the air change as Sunwoo leans down next to your ear, his hands sliding up your sides. “Anything? Are you sure you want to make that promise, baby?”

You hesitate for a bit, remembering the last time you bargained with Sunwoo like this. Your body had been sore for days afterward, littered with marks that you had to painstakingly cover up every morning before work. But the sex was amazing, you had to admit. You think you can handle whatever he’s planning to throw at you this time.

“Yes, anything,” you agree, holding up your pinky finger for a promise.

Sunwoo laughs at your childish gesture, but links your fingers together anyway. “Don’t regret it later,” he mumbles, then he’s pulling out and fucking back into you roughly.

You moan shamelessly, gripping the pillow tight. Your walls flutter around his cock at every thrust, your juices coating him and the sheets beneath you. Sunwoo works a hand between your clit and the bed, rubbing you in time with his thrusts. You’re falling apart at an alarmingly fast rate, unable to make any sounds.

“Gonna get my cock all nice and creamy?” he asks, smacking your ass again. His cock bumps up against your spot at that moment, causing you to bury your face in the pillow and scream from the pleasure. You know he wants an answer out of you, but you can’t find the words in your brain. So you do the next best thing and turn your head as much as you can, showing him your teary eyes. It’s his second favorite thing aside from making you scream, so you know you’ll get away with it.

Sunwoo takes in your appearance and starts to fuck you even harder, pushing your body up the bed as he absolutely destroys your sensitive pussy. His balls slap against your ass repeatedly, drool trickling out of the corner of your mouth as you start to lose your mind. You know you’re going to cum soon, but you have no energy to warn him, instead just clamping down hard around his cock while your walls pulse endlessly.

“Fuck!” he shouts, having to stop moving because you’re milking him so hard. Sunwoo looks down, seeing your release trickle down his shaft and onto the bed. It’s so hot how it just keeps coming, warm and wet and everywhere. Before he knows it, he’s cumming too, filling your pussy up with his hot load.

When you come down from your high, you collapse into the pillow. You can feel his semen painting your walls, but you don’t have the energy to move. You let him finish up, both of you hissing when he pulls his softening cock out.

“I’ll get a washcloth,” he tells you, gently patting your butt. You just nod, tucking your arms under your head and letting out a sigh. Your mind is effectively cleared of work stress, though now you can’t help but wonder what Sunwoo wants in return.

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Maybe could i request: the AC went out! Starring Choso or Nanamin? I'm excited about this event, ur my fav author ☺️

Summer Heat

Summary: Marie’s Summer Smut Fest prompt: The AC is down!

Pairing: Choso Kamo x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: Smut, oral sex f!receiving, mentions of sex, sweaty sex

Word Count:

A/N: Let the summer fest start!! I love you so much sweetie! I get so excited seeing your comments! I hope you enjoy!!

“It’s so damn hot!” You complained, fanning yourself with your hand

“The repair man should be here in a few hours.” Choso watches you press your face against the marble countertop. “If you wanna go downstairs and wait in the lobby, I’ll stay here for the repair guy.”

Lifting your head off the counter, sweat down your boyfriend’s neck. The idea of going downstairs to cool off was tempting. You couldn’t just leave your boyfriend up here to suffer by himself. Instead of saying anything, you grabbed your water bottle and downed it. Choso’s cheeks flush, and he watches sweat rolling down your neck and sliding over your collarbone before trailing down your cleavage. He was getting hotter the longer he watched you, and it wasn’t because of the lack of air conditioning.

“Nah, it’s okay. I’ll wait with you.”

“Hm,” Choso chimed in, slowly approaching you, his finger toying with the strap of your tank top. “Well, if you’re still hot, you could take this off. It might help keep you cool until maintenance arrives.”

“Oh yeah, you’re right.” Without much thought, you tug the top off, tossing it towards the couch. “That feels so much bet—ah!”

The second Choso’s dark eyes meet your bear, sweaty stomach. He lost all control. He grabbed the edge of the counter, pinning you back against it. His head bent down, tongue trailing over a beat of sweat that ran down your neck before he began licking lower, running his tongue over your breasts, his fingers pushing up your sports, exposing your tits to him. He nipped and sucked at the beads of sweat littering your skin before he took one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking on the heartening bud, grazing over it gently with his teeth, drawing moans from you.

“C-Cho—” You cried out, fisting your hand into his dark hair as he popped off your breast before moving onto your other, swirling his tongue around your nipple. “B-Baby—ah fuck! W-what—nngh!”

Choso continued littering your pretty skin with hickeys before he reached for your black booty shorts, which he nearly ripped off of you with a purpose. You had opted out of wearing underwear today, which is one last article of clothing to worry about. Meaning, Choso had easy access to your cunt now.

“You smell so good, so fucking sweet.” Your boyfriend whispered against your thighs as he grabbed both your legs, forcing them onto the barstool, spreading yourself wide open for him. “Mmmhmm fuuuck-~” his tongue darted out, laughing gently at your clit.

“Nngh!” You grabbed hold of both his buns, gripping them for dear life as his tongue traced shapes over your sensitive clit. “C-Choso!” Sweat began beating on both of your foreheads as Choso licked and lapped at your dripping aching sex, his hand stroking himself through his basketball shorts, squeezing his hard cock. The little moans and the taste of you had Choso moving his tongue faster over here, twitching, throbbing pussy. His tongue stopped tracing shapes, opting to write his name over your clit with his talented tongue.

Your vision began blurring from your boyfriend’s lapping tongue to the room's heat. “C-Cho~!” he grabbed onto his buns, pulling him closer to your dripping sex. “J-Just like, yes baby, that— just like that!!” hearing you praise him having your hands yanking his hair, had Choso’s brows knitting together as his hand moved over his cock faster.

“M-m’—mph!” Choso cried out, eyes burning with lust as he looked up into your eyes. “M-Mm!” not desperate, turned into a feral glare as Choso hooked his arms under your legs, steadying you as he shoved his pierced tongue inside of you.

“A-Agh—fuck!!” you screamed as you lost yourself feeling your boyfriend’s tongue clapping and licking at your slick walls with a growl. Choso looked as if he was losing his absolute shit as he looked as he smeared your juices all over his pretty face.

Watching him lose himself between your thighs as his hand furiously jerked himself off with all you needed to fall apart. You came screaming his name as you squirted all over his face. Feeling your juice, lashed out across his face, had his cock twitching in his pants before Choso came hard, painting the inside of his shorts.

Ragged breathing filled the kitchen as you watched Choso pull his face away from your cunt. When he finished planting kisses along the inside of your thighs, he stole a glance at you and saw that as fast as he could.

“Honey?” You were panting, coated in a thin layer of sweat. “Oh my god, Sweetie!” Choso frantically pulled your shorts back on before he gave you a gentle shake, afraid that he may have pushed you over the line too far. “Are you okay?!”

“Hot.” Was all you managed to get out, causing your boyfriend’s eyes to go wide with horror.

“I’ll go get you an ice pack!” Choso didn’t make it two steps before you yanked him back into your arms. “W-What ar—mm!” Your lips pressed against his and needy, hungry kiss before you all, but shoved your tongue into his mouth. The tangy you lingered on his tongue as you swirled around his mouth, dominating him. It wasn't until he was whining that you began pushing his shorts down to his knees.

“You’re so fuckin’ hot I need you.”

“But you’re sweating a lot. Are you sure you’re—hhagh!”

You yanked his cock out, pushing his hardening tip against your dripping entrance as you held your shorts to the side. “Fuck me, Cho.” With a gulp and a nod, Choso slammed into you and fucked you on every cool surface in your apartment, the countertop, fridge, and the tile. When the maintenance man finally showed up, you and Choso were drenched in sweat, winning a sympathetic win from the repair man.

“I’m so sorry it took so long. You guys should be cool here pretty soon.”

“Mm— I doubt that.” You whispered sweetly in your boyfriend‘s ear. Both of you knew that the apartment started to cool down the second he left things were going to pick up right where you had left off; hot and sweaty sex.

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ENHYPEN Reactions

synopsis: mafia boss enhypen reaction to your death. (hyungline)

genre: angst

warnings: mentions of death and violence.

note: this is just short. been checking my drafts and saw this one. anyway, let me know if you want maknae line version! replies and reblogs are highly encouraged. ily and stay safe.

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lee heeseung

lee heeseung won’t take it very well. he will be beyond broken. he didn’t just lose the love of his life, his other half but also the one who kept him in peace.

he will not stop until he took his revenge for you. making sure none of those people involve to your painful death will be alive. he will make them suffer. he will inflict every pain you went through but in much worst way.

after revenge, he will vanish into the mafia world like as if he never even existed. he will buy a beautiful house in a very isolated place, somewhere peaceful. a place you will surely like.

“its beautiful here, right love?” he whispers softly while leaning over the railings of the balcony. the clear blue ocean can be seen from the house, it was the perfect scenery.

“i should’ve listened when you said we should leave that kind of life...” his voice cracks and tears slowly pools at the side of his eyes. his chest tightening just by remembering your beautiful face, regret and longing poisining his whole system.

his grip over the metal railing tightens, knuckles turning pale. “it was my fault.” he bit his lower lip as a tear escapes his eyes.

heeseung lived there ever since. he starts to living his life through the memories of the two of you he kept inside his mind. he made himself believe that you are still there with him. he doesn’t care if he feels pain by this method. his wounds from losing you never healing but he doesn’t care. he just wants to feel you around. he wants to be with you. he wants to hold and kiss you like old times. he will live his remaining days acting like as if you are still alive, making himself suffer even more.

park jongseong

“i’m so sorry, jay.” he pushed his friend away and went to grab his gun before heading towards his car.

he ignored his friends calling his name and just starting driving towards somewhere. the image of your pale skin and lifeless body kept flashing back in his mind. and every time, it feels like a new knife is being stab to his heart. each one deeper than the first ones.

“i’m going to kill all of you.” he coldly spat and continued ending the lives of the people who wronged you.

he can’t believe it. he wanted to scream to the world. curse everyone out for what’s happening. he has never hated being alive this way before. he just lost his other half. he feels like he's already dead as well.

“hey, baby.” he greets lowly, trying to pull a small smile while he sets down a new flower to your grave.

his eyes settles to the flower he just brought yesterday. “i miss you so bad.” his eyes shakes, tears attempting to escape.

he never felt this vulnerable before. he felt lost and dead inside. nothing excites him anymore. he stretches his arm and rests his palm to touch your gravestone. he was gentle, like you’re the one he was holding.

“i wish you are here, baby. i won’t be this miserable with you.”

jake sim

jake held your hand tightly, his lips rests on top of it while staring at your pale face. he’s been like this for hours ever since you passed away. he was denial. he never spoke a word for hours, his tearful eyes enough to show how much pain he’s going through.

“you’re so cold, sweetheart...” his lips shakes a bit as he tries to pull up a smile, still being denial of losing you.

“you’ve been sleeping for a while now,” his voice cracks along with his heart. “please wake up now, hm?”

jake cries even harder when he didn’t receive any response from you. he stayed that way until one of his friends pulls him away because you’re body needs to be taken away. it wasn’t easy to do that as he fights while thinking of being separated with you.

“jake, you have to eat. you will get sick if you keep doing this.” his mother cries while staring at him. he looked lifeless.

“better. in that way i will see her again.” he spat mindlessly that made his mother cry even more, pulling him in an embrace.

“stop saying that! do you think she will like it if you keep acting this way?”

jake looked emotionless. he feels bad seeing his mother cry. but he just can’t continue living if you aren’t with him anymore. he loves you so much. you are the love of his life, the one who kept him alive. and now that you are gone, life is meaningless.

“if i die, i will see her again, right? we will be together, right?” he hopes, tear escaping his eyes making his mother rub his back carefully, crying even harder feeling bad for his son.

park sunghoon

sunghoon’s feet are glued at the floor, body stiffened while staring blankly at your cold body. his eyes went blank, doesn’t want to believe it.

“what the hell...” he utter, “is this?” while trying to deny the reality.

sunghoon will be disruptive. hell will rise, he will explode. he just lost the only person that kept him sane and his the perso he cherish the most.

he hovers somebody and kept stabbing that person straight to his heart. he ignores his whimpers and just continued, blood splashing to him but he’s unbothered. his eyes are dark and deadly.

“s-stop!” the man pleads but he couldn’t hear anything. his mind sets for nothing but to avenge his woman.

“bring her back! fucking bring her back to me! i will make sure you will end up in hell!” he screams continuously, tears streaming down his face.

“bring her back to me!” countless dead bodies scatters around and he was already showering with blood.

he exploded and there's no stopping him. he will be more ruthless, worst now that you aren’t there to calm him down. the monster inside him awoken.

“you are killing too many people, sunghoon. this is not good, many mafia families are bothered by your behavior. if you continue, you will make more enemies. they won’t stop until you’re dead.”

sunghoon ignores it and reloads his gun silently. “this world sucks anyway.”

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Missed You (Hayden x FemReader)

Summary: You miss your big dork badly, so when he comes home…  Well, you just gotta make up for lost time.

Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), because it never hurts to be on the safe side.  Making out and…Hayden’s skilled tongue and luscious lips.

Notes: A little something for @luvskywxlker!  (You had some very perfect timing for this, just saying. 😉)  Hope you like it!  ❤️

- As much as you wanted to go with Hayden to his latest event, you, unfortunately, had to stay home…stupid job. And since you’re missing your big dork like crazy, you decide to try to cheer yourself up with some of your favorite comfort things.

- A bottle of wine, your fuzzy blanket, one of his t-shirts, and, of course, that one special movie. Everything was going great. You were starting to feel your mood really lift and vibing pretty good. Until a certain scene came on…

- “Don’t worry, baby boy! I still love you; crispy, barbeque butt and all!” You yell at the screen, big crocodile tears streaming down your face.

- You were very caught up in the moment. So much, in fact, that not only don’t you hear the front door open, but also a familiar voice calling out your name.

- Since you don’t properly answer, unless sobbing ‘Anniii’ counts, the source of that familiar voice sneaks up on you. And then proceeds to scare the ever-living shit out of you when… “Really, angel? Revenge of the Sith? You must have been missing me bad,” Hay chuckles, plopping down on the couch beside you.

- “What the?!” You dramatically squeak out, instinctively grabbing onto his shirt and burrowing yourself into his side.

- More laughter. “Sorry, baby, didn’t mean to do that!” Followed by his strong arms wrapping around you. “Let me make it up to you,” he says all sweetly. Pulling you into his lap, blanket and all.

- You want to be mad at him oh so badly. But seeing his smiling face, you can’t help but do so yourself. “You better,” you giggle giving him a playful smack.

- “Don’t I always,” he mutters. Lips just barely brushing against yours, large hands trailing down your arms and resting them on your hips.

- Shivering at his touch, goosebumps freckle your skin. Oh the things he could do to you. “Haayyy.”

- “Yeah?” He whispers, voice deep and gravelly. Blue eyes gazing intensely into yours.

- Leaning in close, your chest pressed into his. You gently grip his biceps and softly sigh. “Missed you.”

- His hand came up, cupping your cheek. “Missed you too.” And captures your lips, pulling you into a hot, searing kiss.

- Your head spins, body feels all flushed. Lips gliding over one another, so hungry and desperate for a taste. Your arms lazily wind around his thick neck, somehow drawing yourself even closer to him.

- Hayden bites down on the soft cushion of your bottom lip. Making you moan, to which he takes the opportunity and slips his tongue into your mouth. The kiss becoming more heated, as his totally dominates yours.

- Pulling away; both of you panting, lungs greedy for air. “Sweet as always.” He flashes you a small grin before his lips are back on yours.

- Wrapping your legs tightly around his waist, your throbbing core brushes against his hard cock. Causing each of you to moan and groan. His hands sliding down to knead and grope your ass.

- Passionate, needy kisses move down your neck. His teeth grazing over the sensitive skin, mouth marking you up so beautifully. His tongue gliding across your collarbone, savoring every inch of you.

- You gasp as he finds your sweet spot, nails digging into his broad shoulders. Your toes practically curling from the pleasure. “Fuck, Hay,” you whine, hips slowly dragging on his thighs and lap. “Please, pretty please.”

- Giving you one last nip, he, much to your disappointment, pulls away. His hot breath fanning over you, sending sparks of pleasure up and down your spine. “What do you say we continue this in the bedroom?”

- Biting your lip, you excitedly nod.

- “That’s, my girl.” Squeezing your butt firmly one last time, he grabs your hand and the half-drunk bottle of wine.

- Before you two go running off… “Wait!” You pause the movie. “Wouldn’t want to miss the ending.”

- Shaking his head, Hayden laughs and gives you a gentle tug. “Come on, little dork. I can’t stand to miss you a minute longer.”

- A wicked grin crosses your face as you slip an arm around his middle. “At least I’m not the one who talked about my snow blower in front of a huge audience.”

- You got a light tap on the ass for that one. “And my ride on lawn mower, don’t forget that.”

[xoxoxkisses]

Hear me out.

Could u pls do something like where mui and the reader are hashiras during the infinity castle arc and the reader and mui both verse kokushibo but the reader gets badly injured and dies before mui then after koku gets killed mui crawls next to the reader to stay next to them in his last moments (im a sucker for angst)

(ps im sorry if youve donesomething similar before)

In your final moments

Muichiro x Reader

warnings: angst , not proofread

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The last thing you remember seeing was Tokito crawling towards you before your eyes shut for good. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You weren’t sure where you were, but you knew it wasn’t good. It didn’t take you long to drop into a room. You looked around and didn’t see anything, until you heard a thump beside you. You looked to your right and saw Tokito staring at you and back into the darkness. You looked in the same direction, and that’s when you saw it. Uppermoon 1.

How did you not sense him? He has been here the whole time and you didn’t know. To say you were nervous was an understatement, for one you were battling the strongest demon after Muzan, and you were fighting with your lover. You knew one of you weren’t making it out alive, and you hoped it was you. You didn’t want to see your lover die, but neither did he.

The two of you stood there for a moment, until Tokito lashed out on the demon. Before you knew it, a full blown battle had began as you jumped into it too. The two of you fought long and hard, it was becoming too much to fight him by yourselves.

You were both injured. Tokito was missing a hand and you, well..you were missing your left leg. You were out of the battle, and now it was just Tokito. That was until Gyomei and Sanemi showed up. You were so happy. Hopefully this meant you all would come out alive.

Well, maybe you spoke too soon. Not too long after you tried to move away from the fight, uppermoon 1 lost grip on one of his swords and it went flying towards you. You couldn’t move out of the way, so the sword slashed through you, across your chest. You couldn’t really breathe anymore, and everything was becoming numb.

You heard Tokito scream out for you, but it was almost too late. You managed to stay conscious longer than anyone thought. You watched as your boyfriend was sliced in half. You watched as he crawled to you slowly, finally making it to you just seconds before you died. He reached for your hand, grabbing it, and with the little strength you had left, you grabbed it back.

The last thing you remember seeing, was your lover crawling to you and spending his last breath with your dying body.

You both died somewhat peacefully that night. Both happy you two were no longer in danger, and could spend eternity together. You couldn’t wait to be put into this next life with him, hoping this time the two of you really got forever. ————————————————————————

a/n: hi guys, I’m going to take a small break because I’m starting sports again, and I was told I have tendinitis and I need to rest my elbow😓 I’ll be back soon ofc 😊

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ | PEG THAT BOY !! PT.1

how i think riize would react to pegging + how they would act during it :3!

not beta read !! no tw besides nsfw so, don’t like?? do not read!!

read under cut :)

SHOTARO OSAKI

okay, i think this man would have absolutely trust in you, but to be frank , he was shocked !!

it wasn’t something that ever crossed his mind, but he took it as a challenge, “okay, lets do it!”

he probably giggled throughout it the prep, making jokes like, “never thought i would be the one taking it up the ass in this relationship”

he gets overstimulated easily !! he’s never done something like this so you’re probably his first.

would just moan into the pillow as you do your thing, slowly as you ram into him, he enters a deeper sub space.

he would beg you to go slower and them whine when you listen, he’s really audible because he trusts you a lot!!

he lets you know what feels good and where to keep going. he’s the type to be lost in his pleasure he drools. (absentmindedly of course) 👀

i don’t think he’s the bratty type but when he’s not in control, he starts to beg for it

after a lot of heavy breathing, shotaro gave you the ‘okay’ symbol to go. you pulled out slowly, following a long extended moan. his eyes rolled back a bit and he gulped before you pushed back in. shotaro made no signs of discomfort, gradually you increased yhe pace, similarly the noises errupting from shotaro got continuously louder. hes grabbing onto the sheets harder as the thrusts carried on. “please, y/n, don’t stop.” he pleas into the pillow, his bangs are sweaty and sticky to his forehead. his upper body was glued to the bed and his ass held high in the air. you paused momentarily, only to catch your breath, he wore you out with how much he was begging for you to go “faster” and “harder.” you were drenched and sweat, the absence of groin hitting ass left the room filled with heavy breathing between you two, briefly, before you heard another noise from shotaro, “y/n, please. please please please.” each ‘please’ coming out breathier than the other, like a mantra he repeated, “don’t stop, ‘want more. please y/n.” he started grinding his ass up on top of you, for a second, you catch a glimpse of his face. his beautiful eyelashes were long and wet with tears, stains down his cheeks, his lips were slightly parted and his eyebrows were furrowed with focus of grinding, desperate for more pleasure. you awed at the sight, pressing your chest against his back before you started to ram into him again, and the room exploded with a million noises.

SONG EUNSEOK

we all know eunseok blushes at everything, but to say he blushed very hard is an understatement.

when you asked eunseok what he thought of pegging, he looked at you confused? what?

part of him thought you felt unfulfilled and wanted to try new thing to spice up your sex life and you quickly reassured him.

after some back and forth and some researching, he agreed, under the condition if he didn’t like it, to not ask for it again. he said that, to be frank, because he only used his ass for pooping and he intended to keep it that way

i think he would be shy and ask to do backshots at first because he is embarrassed to be seen right now, after you pushed in the tip of your strap however, he quickly begged for you to switch to missionary, holding your hand.

he took a couple deep breaths in and began to stare up at the ceiling, relaxed until you started moving, in which his other hand (that wasn’t holding yours) started to grip the sheets, seconds later his knuckles were white.

he tries to conceal his moans and sounds by biting down on bottom lip or putting a pillow in front of his face.

“eunseok baby, how am i supposed to know what you like if you’re hiding your face from me?” you teased, pillows are opaque but you swore you could see through the pillow and see him turning even more red. you pulled the pillow down from his face to see his big eyes staring at you, his eyes shiny with tears with a woeful expression that could fool anyone into thinking he just cried tears of sadness. his embarrassment shined through faster than you thought and he turned his head to the side, “please continue.” you smiled, in which he side eyed you before looking at the wall again. you did an experimental thrust and watches the life get sucked out of his body, a moan slipping by. “why are you hiding all these pretty noises from me” eunseok pulled the pillow back up to his face “its embarrassing.” he said sheepishly and through teeth, you never thought you would see this side of him. “fine. i’m not moving then until you promise you won’t hide your moans from me” eunseok looked back at you with an expression that you could only be interpreted with sadness and confusion. you pulled away and held up a pinky. “pinky swear?” he looks at you with a ‘are you serious right now’ face and bites back a “are you seriously gonna make me pinky swear during sex?” you pout at that “do i look like i’m joking?” he rolls his eyes at you and pinky swears, you smile and clean forward, his ears close your face in which you promptly whisper “good boy.” you kisses him on the lips, and pulled back. your hands landed in his inner thighs, soon following the wind getting kicked out of eunseok’s lungs, as the air filled with begs, pleas, whimpers, and a couple “i love you”`s.

JUNG SUNGCHAN

I think we need to hold the dom!sungchan agenda a bit because this man is a huge softie!!

he would seriously do anything for you—even if he looks you dead in the eye with his jaw on the floor when you ask.

he would probably let out a “what?” with a stutter and out his hand to his face, covering his mouth. imagining a bunch of lewd positions before you clear your throat and snap him back into reality.

he trusts you a lot !! this whole ordeal you’re gonna need to craddle (his 186cm) self ! he’s gonna ask for skin to skin at all times.

i imagine his first moan he has slips accidentally, its loud and drawn out as you push inside him, before he swiftly moves his hand over his mouth.

he keeps his eyes lidded but they close and sudden high peaks of pleasure.

he probably puts arms out for you to hug him while you thrust into him.

he tried his best containing his moans but once he feels good and he realizes it isn’t so scary, he lets it all go, he is probably a huge talker too.

he probably likes being kissed during it, kissing and moaning in between sloppy kisses,

likes being praised during it ….

“sungchan, you take me so well, you’re so good for me.” you say in between kisses, you look up and make contact with sungchan’s eyes, they’re filled with lust and need, completely fucked out. his mouth hangs open and he looks like he cannot form a coherent thought, drool begins to collect at the corner of his lips. “you make me feel so good, please don’t stop.” he whimpers out muffled in a low voice, he pulls you back in and continues clawing your back and clinging on for dear life as you increase your pace. the room smells like sweat, thighs hitting one another echoes across the room, and little ah’s escape between every breath of sungchan’s mouth from his turnt back head, his adam’s apple shaking and on display. “am i being good for you?” he asks suddenly, lifting his head down to make eye contact with you, you respond with a kiss on the forehead. firmly, you wrap your hand around the base of his cock, resulting in a choked out moan from sungchan, the touch sending electricity through his back, making his head throw back up even farther to the ceiling. “very good, keep being good for me so i can let you cum. you wanna cum right.” when he doesn’t respond right away you pump his cock faster, swirling under the tip to massaging the slit. sungchan nods eagerly and lets out very high pitched moans, “i’m sosososososo close, can i? please?” he barely manages to let that out, overtaken by overstimulation. he looks at you with puppy eyes, tears streaming down his face, how could you say no? you lean forward and leave a kiss behind his ear, with a small “yes.”

a/n: sooooo!!! first post :) lmk what u all think , inboxes, notes, reblogs are all appreciated! this is my first time posting on tumblr (be nice to me or i will cry) SORRY FOR ALL TYPOS AND GRAMMATICAL ERRORS i wrote this all in one day :,)…. ANYWAYS i hoped you enjoyed, pt2 w/ wonbin + maknae line coming maybe Wednesday ?? 🫣 also sorry if this formatting is ugly tehwudhs

[joocomics]

there’s something so incredibly sexy about mirror sex. being told to watch yourself. in any capacity. like thats so hottt and i can imagine xh doing it and frankly i need it. now in fact.

please give your thoughts!

a/n: that’s a good one because i just know all of them love it a lot </3

gunil is a sucker for mirror sex. having you in a headlock and making you both watch the way you gasp for air and hold onto his muscled arm makes him weak at the knees. but one more thing he loves doing in front of a mirror, mainly when you’ve been acting up, is bending you over and fingering you roughly until you start begging him to fill you up. he loves spanking you, and you always have to look at your reflection as you count out loud. he loves watching the mirror get foggy from your panting and the way you moan his name while he tames you. depending on the mood, sometimes he makes you finger yourself in front of the mirror in your bedroom until he can’t hold back anymore, and proves you nothing else feels as good as his dick, not even your own hand. “look,” he grabs your face and tilts it to the side, “look how you cry for me… nothing else feels like this, sweetheart.”

jungsu loves bending you over the sink, and one of his favorite things is having his big hand on your face, especially if you have makeup on and he gets to watch it become more and more ruined and smeared. mirror sex is a big turn on for him which makes him slowly but surely turn more rough than usual, because he gets excited. seeing you watch his reflection, your moans echoing everywhere, and his broad figure bending over yours as you grip the sides of the sink tightly… it really does it for him. but what he loves the most is cupping your pretty face with messy makeup, and watching you shut your eyes from the pleasant feeling of his palm; pressing soft kisses on your scalp while you blink weakly at the mirror; rubbing his thumb along your lips. “don’t keep your eyes closed for too long, love. you look gorgeous.”

jiseok gets really turned on if you give him a blowjob while he sits on the bed and watches your behind in the long mirror. he likes it when you’re wearing either nothing, or just a top, and your bare ass is on full display for him. he groans at the sight of your thighs spreading and your head moving up and down as his hand is lost in your hair, occasionally guiding you. he describes in dirty details what he sees in the mirror in front of him, making you smile in response after emptying your mouth to breathe. this always ends up in him making you sit on his cock, telling you to watch yourself take it. “see? i told you you look fuckin’ hot, baby,” he says, holding your chin up. “keep bouncing, doll, you look even better with my cock filling you up.”

seungmin often praises you in front of the mirror, and often does it while he fucks you in front of it too. he drags his hands along your spine to caress your naked skin, and the mirror reflects his fit stomach and the way you move back and forth as he admires your figure. he loves having you in doggy style and watching you fuck yourself slowly, chasing your own orgasm. “come here, baby,” he gently pulls you towards his chest, his fingers find your clit on the instant and your whimper makes him smirk at the mirror that he doesn’t leave out of sight afterwards, “i want you to see how beautiful you look from here too.” he kisses your shoulder and just cannot hold back from sharing every detail he loves about you.

junhan has the best time when he plays with your pussy in front of the mirror. he loves when you’re sitting on his lap with legs widely spread so he can caress your inner thighs, kiss your neck and eventually spend as much time as he wants to pleasure you. he almost doesn’t pay any attention at his boner that’s poking you from behind, he’s so concentrated on you and your reflection only. the way you squirm and bite your lip at the sight of his long slim fingers rubbing your clit. “i can stay like this and watch you all day,” he admits at your ear and gives you a smile in the mirror, “you’re so pretty when i make you cum.”

jooyeon loves watching you watch yourself riding him. “don’t look at me, baby, eyes up,” he reminds you every time, because it’s hard not to glance down at his handsome face as he keeps groaning from how good you move with his cock inside you. and don’t get me wrong, jooyeon likes seeing the effects he has on you; how easily you get wet just by hearing his moans and how quickly you reach your peak just by watching his face - it really feeds his ego, so he’s amused to see you not able to resist him. but when it comes to mirror sex, that’s when it’s all about you, so he doesn’t mind that he’s laying on the bed not seeing the reflections of your bodies. he wants you to be the one facing the mirror so you can see yourself the way he sees you - beautiful, sexy and irresistible. he loves it equally as much if you’re riding his face too. “so gorgeous.. you like watching yourself too, don’t you?”