#who are they trying to seduce sirs please

[theficblog]

kim doyoung. that’s the thought. 

[judebelle]

trent being a clingy needy bf? xx

menace - t.a.a. x reader

a/n : i’m so fucked w finals season but it’s almost break for me 😇 just gotta make it thru this week 😞 also i made this a drabble SORRYYYY but i think this is better short and sweet!

cw : swearing, clingy trent obv, reader getting increasingly more annoyed throughout the course of the fic, sexual insinuation, fluff

pairing : trent alexander arnold x fem!reader

wc : 704

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it started off as bearable, but god, as the day progressed, you couldn’t deal with him anymore.

the him being sir trent alexander arnold.

it had just so happened that you and trent had aligned a few days off at the same time. this was a rare occurrence since your busy schedules kept you swamped 25/8.

this was the first of many days off. you just needed to get some things done around the house, but trent had other plans.

you almost took up his many offers to just lay in bed all day, but you knew you would feel better if you got things done first.

of course, trent wasn’t making this easy on you.

“c’mere, beautiful,”

“please stay here, just for a few minutes.”

“so sleepy, just nap with me for an hour, please!”

you had to resist the urge to physically roll your eyes at his constant pestering. you had to put your foot down and stop him before you ended up giving in.

“no, trent! i have to finish some things up, i’ll be done soon.”

he was still cuddled up in the bed when you finally left the bedroom to head to the kitchen. you began putting away clean dishes and cleaning the counter tops. as you wiped it down, you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist.

“y/n come back to beddd~” trent whined while propping his head on your shoulder to get a better look at what you were doing that was so important. you could feel him kiss his teeth when he saw you cleaning.

“i said, wait. if you keep annoying. me, it’s just gonna take longer!” you groaned when he didn’t let go of your body. “trent, let go. i need to go get-“

“you look so sexy in these shorts, just come back to bed.” you felt his hands slide down to cup your ass.

you rolled your eyes, a smile forming on your cheeks. “you can’t seduce me into going back into bed!” you sing songed as you turned to face him. his arms had you trapped in between him and the counter. he still his droopy eyes and his hair was a little frizzy.

you swiftly ducked out of his grip from under his arm and headed to your office, turning on your computer to print a few things. you heard the soft shuffling of socks on the floor, and low and behold-

“can you just come back, pleaseee!”

“stop it! how old are you? just give me a few minutes.” you had started to whine like a two year old, his complaints giving you a headache.

you placed the papers down and pushed past him to go to the living room, cleaning up blankets and books laying around. you grabbed the watering can and started tending to your wilting plants. all of a sudden-

“ah- get off me! trent! let go, now!”

your feet were hovering over the floor thanks to your boyfriend who had had enough of waiting. he threw your body over his shoulder easily and walked towards the bedroom.

you kicked your legs around, trying to wriggle out of his grip. you slumped against him when your efforts to escape from his death trap went in vain.

“this isn’t funny, y’know?”

he chucked despite your comment. “i can’t wait any longer, sorry.”

a stubborn smile broke across your face before he threw you onto the bed. you bounced onto the fluffy mattress with a gasp. “trent!”

he giggled softly before throwing himself down on top of you. “oww, trent you’re not light!” you found yourself laughing as he kissed your neck.

“shhh, just wanna cuddle.” he reached over and pulled the duvet over the both of you, wrapping his arms around your waist. he eventually let you breathe by rolling onto his side a little bit. you finally gave into his touch with a sigh, throwing your leg over his hips.

you reached your arms around his neck and nuzzled your head into his chest, his scent all over his wrinkled shirt.

“god, you’re a menace, you know that?” you laughed into his embrace and he responded by hugging you tighter.

“you love it.”

[mahboimahboi]

reader getting absolutely destroyed by gojo, toji, getou, and nanami😇

A SEX FEST x M!Reader (featuring Getou, Gojo, Toji)

Smut

As the phone rang that was seated on top of the table, Gojo whistles to a tune he created on the spot as he picked up the phone and placed the it near his ear. "Hello~ This is Gojo speaking." He spoke in a singy-song voice as a light chuckle moves past his lips.

"Oh, Mr. Gojo, good morning. I would like to ask if Y/N is with you? He told me that he would be there at your house for a very important tutor lesson." A boy's voice spoke from the other end of the line as Gojo begins to play with the telephone's cable, twirling it around his finger.

One side of Gojo's lips move upward upon hearing your name, as he kept his composure and spoke as poised as he can, being known as one of the most prim and proper teacher in their school. "Yes, he is." He replied, eyeing the scene unfolding on his bed through the side of his eyes.

"Oh, can I have him over the phone please? I would just like to talk to him about something." The male spoke, Gojo's smirk just growing wider, if possible.

Gojo pops his tongue and replies with sinister laced in his voice. "Of course, give me a minute."

He passes the phone over to you, whilst you covered your mouth trying to restrict any sound of sex satisfied noise from ever coming out of your mouth as Toji holds you down in place like you are some kind of sex toy or fleshlight, drilling his cock in you roughly. "R-Ryuuji? What is it?" You tried to answer the phone with all the strength left in you, but you accidentally drop the phone as Toji pulls your body back towards him, Gojo getting the phone from where it fell and ends the call after telling your brother that you are busy. "F-Fuck, yes, sir. Fuck me, fuck me good!" You moaned out, rolling your eyes to the back of your head, your eyes hanging out of your mouth in pure bliss.

"Huu, yes, kiddo. I'll fucking give you what you want." Toji groans out, gritting his teeth as he fastened his pace, his strong arms holding you in place, your own strengh nothing compared to his, letting yourself just melt into lust and left your body to be used at his own advantage. "That's what I love about you, kid. You're a really good cum dumpster." He degrades you, the word enough to drive you crazy as you felt a very familiar coil in your stomach.

"S-Sir! AH, FUCK! NNGGH! I'M CUMMING!!" You let out, holding onto the adult male's biceps, but your pleasure is not long lived when you feel something wrap around the base of your cock, making you whimper as your climax got rejected. "N-No! NNYAH!" You moan in pleasure, but the noises was too much for Getou that he pulls your head by your hair and inserts his fat dick in your mouth to cover the irritating sounds coming out of your mouth.

"Didn't actually perceive you as a person who likes noisy bitches like this slut, Toji." Getou comments as the male starts to fuck your mouth without even giving you a proper warning, holding onto your throat with one hand. "Hm, fuck. Well, I say this one's a little different. Bitch knows how to use his mouth." He said, howling in pleasure when you start twirling your tongue around his thick rod. Getou pushes his head back, letting Toji's thrusts be a moderator to your head sucking his cock.

"Careful boys. I still haven't had my turn yet." Gojo stated, pushing down the glasses he had on a little as he smirks, finding your fucked up state a total turn on. It is as though you are purposely seducing him, which you are. You tap on Getou's thigh to signal him that you wanted to say something, the male groaning in annoyance as he pulled out.

"S-Sir Gojo, my ass still feels empty even w-with sir Toji's cock in me." You said, which made Toji stop his movements, his pride being stepped on at your words. He lets out a dark chuckle, dropping his head low. "Please, fill me up, sir Go—AAH!" You're cut through your words when Toji suddenly starts fucking you roughly, practically just vibrating in your place.

"You fucking slut! You could have just asked Gojo, not say shitty words and hurt my ego." Toji grunted in anger, using you to let his frustration out. I mean you are the reason he is angry right now, so you basically deserved getting your brain completely fucked out.

Gojo stifles a laugh before he joins you, Getou, and Toji in bed. "Don't worry, hon. We'll have our own little fun time once they're done with you." Gojo smirks, before he got out of the bed and moves towards his own room, leaving you to be a mess with his co-teachers.

[sugar-plum-writer]

No One Else <3

Tags: Creampie; rough sex; cum-play; size kink; over-stimulation; public sex; whored out; spanking; unprotected sex; manhandling; MDNI (18+!); smut; NSFW + NSFW; Public Sex; humiliation; degradation kink; porn with little plot; fem!reader

A/n: Finally I am back from Hiatus~ my college exams over woo-hoo! enjoy this fic~ feel free to send asks and your ideas for other fics~

Synopsis: What happens when your boss- The Gojo Satrou your boss the CEO sees you fucking the manager instead of him? How could you? aren't secretaries of CEO's meant to seduce the CEO's?

Word count: 2.2k

Gojo

Moans escaped your lips as you sat on your manager's lap; you've always been the pretty obedient secretary everyone loved- hell you were always looked up to by the people around you at work. The perfect "secretary" of CEO Gojo Satoru of the multi-billion dollar company "The Gojo Corporation" just their logo the italic fancy "G" was enough for everyone to bow their heads in respect.

Your boss being the most sought after bachelor- tall, handsome, rich, future head of the Gojo Corporation who could manipulate the global market with a lift of his finger. You liked him who would not? though you never confessed as well- why would he ever look your way when top models, actresses, etc where always around him?

"Who knew you were such a natural huh? CEO Gojo must sure love having his way with you", kissing your neck and whispering in a deep voice- his eyes darkened as he smirked biting your neck and leaving hickeys

"Ah- ", your eyes glossy as you grinded on his bulge trying to earn even a little bit of stimulation- "B- Boss Satoru… hah…he never fucked me till now", you blurted out as you panted

You were fucking your manager- scandalous? yes; if anyone saw you right now? Hell, Gojo will chew you out alive and even fire you for breaking the rules. The only reason you were even taking this risk was because the manager was hot and your brain just had lost it today from stress

As you looked into his eyes as you kissed him- the olive green eyes nearly hypnotized you, he could never beat your boss Gojo's hotness but hey? who can blame you for getting the second-hottest guy to fuck you? especially with how frustrated with work you are these days.

Non-stop meetings, travel from one country to another, prepare your boss Gojo's documents, schedule, deal with his affairs and what not

Gotta Blow off some steam cause working overtime for money is not enough to fulfill your needs

"Is that so? hm-", chuckling darkly he grabbed you by the jaw "Well- a secretary as good as you deserve to be fucked we-"

Before the next words could be uttered the door suddenly opened- making your jaw drop in horror. It was your boss- Gojo Satoru the CEO

His Italian leather shoes shined as usual- was it the new Armani shirt he was wearing? your eyes looked him up and down nervously as you got off your manager's lap. Sharp black suit, his white hair swept back making him look even bossier than before- and the cold look in his azure eyes- made you gulp

You are fucked today, aren't you?

"Oh, sir! This-" your manager tries to speak, his hands shaking as got up from the chair, "Fired"

Without batting his eyes he just walked towards you, hands in his pockets- sharp- intimidating- completely different from how he normally was

The look he was giving you made you shudder- your legs nearly going weak

"Boss- this! I can explain-" Coming to your senses you scrambled to explain

"How annoying", he grabbed you by the jaw tilting your head as he gazed at the hickies your manager had left even more pissed, "Is my secretary this much of a whore? Should have added that to your resume tsk"

"S-Sir!- please- I really"

"Really what? my dear secretary?", his grip tightening on your wrist as he dragged you with him outside. The whole office floor was looking at you two awe-struck about what the hell was going on

Why is the secretary's neck covered in hickies today?

How did the Miss perfect secretary get on Mr. Gojo's bad side?

"Do you wanna be fucked that badly?", with a whisper he chomped down on your neck- teeth grazing your neck- over the hickies the manager had left- blood coating his lips as he looked into your eyes- so possessively it was scary

"G-Gojo- ah! it hurt-", wincing you tried to push him away making him only pin you against the wall biting harder- as if ingraining into your bones on who you belonged to

"Gojo- Sir-!" gasping you cling to him as tears trickled down your eyes, "E-Everyone is- hah look-!" Before any words could be uttered, he kissed you hard with his tongue biting your lips and making you breathless

"Hah so?"

"Taking the risk of getting fired for him is fine? fucking me the man who owns the place is embarrassing? huh", pulling back- a string of saliva connected you both; he brought his knee up and grinded against your cunt. The expensive suit probably worth more than your months of salary combined covered in your slick.

"Ah-" you gasped as the sudden wave of pleasure hit you- "Gojo!" eyes wide you dug your nails into his back- your poor cunt was ruthlessly being abused by him right now

"Please- Merc-y! ah-", you squirmed pathetically but he just got even harsher

"Shall we show them all, how much of a whore you are? hm? The oh-so-perfect secretary is a hidden slut?", he whispered darkly sending goosebumps down your spine

It was pathetic how even in such a situation your cunt just kept getting wetter- your slick covered his pants as his knee continued to grind against your pussy. All sloppily and puffy asking for mercy as it dripped in front of the whole office.

"I-I am not a Slu-! ah!" you moaned again as you squirmed, "Then what are you getting even wetter for huh?", smirking he leaned in, "You wanna cum so bad? Shall I make you cum my dear secretary?"

"W-What? G-Gojo please…'tis too m-mu-" Before another word could be said his grinding got even harsher, "Ah- ahh-" gasping you arch your back cumming all over his pants- juices all gushing out dripping all over the pristine floor

"hah- ah..." you panted your brain hazily- hell your legs were still shaking from the intense orgasm- "Gojo…Sir..", you gazed up at him with your glassy eyes

"Fuck…" he whispered under his breath

"Guess I really should have fucked you before huh?", removing his tie he dropped it on the floor while simultaneously he removed his coat- god- he wanted to fuck you till he owned you- the way you were looking at him was better than all imaginations he conjured up while he jerked off thinking of you

"Y-Your heard everything? i-inside?", hearing his words made your eyes widen- goosebumps spreading across your skin after all how long was he standing? how did he know? so many questions swirled your already hazy brain

"I did", with a smirk he spoke, his voice strained by how much he was holding himself back from his ramming his dick into you

"A good secretary deserves to be fucked well right?", with a dark animalistic gaze he leaned in as he whispered- his deep voice enough to make you lose your mind; god have mercy

You don't know why but the way he said it made the walls of your cunt clench tight oozing with desire- You might at this point give in to being fucked in front of the whole office

"Mr.Gojo should have had his way long ago huh? How much of a natural you are", he continued to whisper as his hands went to your clitoris stroking it and making you moan even harder as you held onto him

"Ah-", your brain already felt hazy from the previous intense orgasm, "'toru- please..please..I wanna cum! Please!", the pleasure again was making your brain numb- the whispers, his hand on your clit, stroking it- teasing you while you gasped and moaned in front of the whole office

"I don't think so- after all which good secretary goes and fucks her manager instead of her boss huh?", he smacked your cunt- making it even more puffy as pre-cum dripped out of you

"N-No…Ah! I mean-", whining your grip on him tightened even more- tears spilled out- the pleasure was too good, and at this point, you did not care he was fucking you in front of the whole office

"You keep forgetting whose paycheck you are on dear- what about him even made you think he could give it to you better huh?", pissed he pinched your clitoris making you mewl and cum instantly

It was too much- he was too mean- the pleasure was too much- you were nothing but a mess right now- cum dripping all over, tear-stained face- voice cracked from all the moaning- you wanted to save your poor cunt from more abuse- but it felt so good

He looked so hot hell just when you thought he could not get hotter he just did

The carnal gaze, his icy cold blue eyes looking into yours, tie and coat on the floor, shirt unbuttoned, his hair slight bit messy- while he made you cum again and again- his deep voice- you were melting under him all the while the employees just stood stunned

"If you had seduced me like a good secretary does- you would not be like this you know?", smirking he sat down on the couch kept in the center of the office floor; all the eyes still on you two, "It's time you really show the skills you got darling"

Mind hypnotized by the sheer desire you were feeling right now- you literally crawled to him- legs shaking from the previous orgasms as you looked up at him- embarrassed, shameful, literally you felt so humiliated right now you could die but hey? even god won't blame you right? he was so- hypnotic it's like he just knew how to have his way

"Y-Yes Sir...", pushing your hair aside he brought your face close to his dick, "I don't think I need to tell you want to do?"

"No sir...", hazily you started sucking on his dick dragging your tongue from the base to the tip- he was so big; you knew he was big but this big? the veins on his dick pulsing as his hand gripped the back of your head

"Fuck..", he tossed his head back, "-should have done this long back"

You kept sucking, pre-cum dribbling down your chin as you kept going- tongue swirling around the tip

"Shit- Fuck-" , without a warning he rammed his dick deep into your mouth- deep throating you as he buried your face into his crotch

"G-Gojo- ah!", chocking on his dick tears trickled down your eyes from pleasure. His cum dripped out of your mouth, your face covered in cum as you gazed up at him. Next thing you knew he pulled you onto his lap and rammed his dick into your pouty sloppy and pathetic cunt- he was too big- your poor hole had to work overtime to adjust to his length with how big he was

"'toru..", you looked at him in the eyes with the last bit of rationality gone. You really had lost it today- how will you ever face the office from here on out? secretary letting her boss fuck her in the middle of the office floor and even sucking his dick for him? That too the CEO Gojo Satoru of the "Gojo Corporation" quite the headline for the morning news- the list goes on as you imagined the headlines

"Dragged from fucking manager to boss!"

"What's the relationship between Mr. Gojo and his secretary?"

"Did Mr. Gojo pay her? How much money was involved?"

"Secret revealed! learn to suck Dick from Mr. Gojo's secretary! Exclusive interview from sugar daddy website editor!"

...

Smirking he started stroking your clit again rubbing your clitoris- fingers moving in circles teasing you so much you could hit him- too bad your whole body was shaking right now. The smirk that always made your heart flutter, was making your heart flutter even now; though you tried to bury the feelings it never worked and certainly not right now

"You really are quite the piece of work~ huh dear secretary?", he whispered as he continued to jerk you off while his dick kept ramming into you, "'toru! ah! 'tis too much...I can't!...I really can't!", digging your nails onto his back you continued to moan

"You can, you are a good secretary of mine aren't you? be a good girl and cum", increasing his pace he stretched your folds making you curl your toes from pleasure and intensity your vision went white for a minute you though you could see the gates of heaven

"I-'m cumming!...ah! 'toru!" burying your face of the crook of his neck you came again at this point you had no idea how many times you came- all you knew was just pleasure in your hazy mind as you knocked yourself out exhausted

Little did you know Gojo in the mean time you were asleep on his lap- continued to make the employees work unbothered of everything that happened as he carried you in his arms- all security footage and everything was over-ridden and edited- you were all his after all- and only he get's to have his way like this with you

As for your Manager may lord have mercy on him, how dare he think he could lay his hands on you?

"Just say the word and it's yours after all- there is nothing I Gojo Satoru cannot do all you gotta do you open your mouth darling~"

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[hildergard]

BLOSSOM OF THE BLUE SOWING: TEASER ★ AEMOND TARGARYEN

SUMMARY | The peculiar behaviour of the dragon Grey Ghost leads the Greens to believe it is courting a potential rider. With Rhaenyra seeking to tame more dragons, the Prince Regent does not have a choice. Aemond Targaryen will win this war⏤even if it means sullying his legacy of Fire with the filthy blood of the Sea.

PAIRING | Aemond Targaryen x Pirate!Reader

NOTE | This is going to be a big one-shot. I can't know for certain when it will be published but I hope around August 15th. If you wish to be tagged when it comes out, please say so <333

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“We must craft a plan, Your Highness. Sunfyre has not been sighted since Rook's Rest and we cannot solely rely our forces on Vhagar. The dragons are the key to this war. Without them, we are lost. Rhaenyra’s seat may be Dragonstone, but she does not hold power over all beasts. Perhaps it would be wise to try and tame new dragons as well. We now need to look beyond Targaryens."

“Are you suggesting I give up my birthright to filthy blood, Ser Criston?" Aemond gritted. “The dragons are the last remains of Old Valyria. They will not be seduced by vile paupers who bow down at their feet, speaking nonsense in broken High Valyrian."

The tip of a cane rasped against the floor and put an end to conversations. A man, his back to Greydon, straightened up as all heads turned towards him. He hummed and finally deigned to look at the Prince Regent.

“Whispers say otherwise, Sir. The dragon Grey Ghost has been spotted off Driftmark. Nothing out of the ordinary so far, but fishermen in Blackwater Bay also report seeing a white creature flying through the clouds. This has never happened before. The dragon is growing restless and its behaviour is changing. Something is driving it to travel. We all know dragons are sedentary and only migrate for one reason. It would seem the dragon is courting a potential rider, Your Grace, a potential ally for the Greens.”

“The Bay, you say? Hmm... If Grey Ghost is prowling around, there is a good chance its rider lives in King's Landing. Dragons only accept Valyrian blood as riders. Do we have any idea who this person might be? The Gods know my uncle and brother have their share of bastards in Flea Bottom.”

The members of the Council exchanged glances and fidgeted. The man, the one with his back turned to him, cleared his throat.

“No, Your Highness, but the beast avoids the coastline and retreats into the waters. Clearly, the one it… covets is not in the capital, otherwise it would certainly be approaching the city.”

“Grey Ghost is notoriously shy and feeds on fish," Prince Aemond retorted. “It is a peculiar creature. We cannot rely on its movements alone.”

Greydon raised an eyebrow.

“But never mind," the Prince continued. “I rely on your sources, Larys, to find the dragonseed, whether it lives in Flea Bottom or Duskendale. You are right. Our ranks are in dire need of another dragon. If Vermithor and Silverwing are indeed tamed and the Blacks decide to send all their dragons on a single front... I'm afraid even Vhagar will not be enough.”

The Prince stood up and paced in front of the windows. Clearly, this plan was bothering him. Or perhaps it was the weakness of his ranks. There was nothing more fragile in this world than the ego of a nobleman, and nothing more dangerous than a threatened Targaryen.

He turned to the assembly.

“Send heralds and summon the remaining dragonseeds to the Keep.”

[la2yn0va]

Hello! Good Luck on getting Feixiao, good sir! Speaking about Feixiao, Can I request some Yandere Feixiao x Kitsune! Male reader? The reader is a traveler that enjoys exploring and enjoys life. However the reader is quite gifted in the art of combat and travel because of his many years exploring the universe making them well seasoned and intelligent in multiple areas and subject. It eventually meets Feixiao in one of his travels and the two became good friends. Feixiao eventually fall in love with the reader, however the reader didn't really noticed. However the reader had a heat cycle and kinda goes off to a secluded areas to try in come himself. However he didn't notice that Feixiao followed him and took advantage and seduced him. (Note: the reader is a kitsune and not a foxian. A kitsune or a nine tail fox has the ability to grow nine tails, the more tails they have the older and stronger they are. Kitsune has the ability to shapeshift and have access to unique magic that in some occassions can be considered divine, depending. They are mischievious, prankesters and seductive. The reader has a quite more than a few "admirers" both from men and women)

CW: Nsfw/Porn, Yandere character, dub/non-con(?), porn written by a dumbass, surprisingly no murder, petplay(?)

Roles: Top character, bottom bitch boy reader

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M/n moaned and groaned, your body quivering, your face flushed red, tour hand being the only thing keeping you steady. Your ears droopy, your tails furiously swinging left to right, your eyes looked visibly dazed as he heaved in multiple large breaths.

You moved your hand to his forehead, already feeling much weaker at the simple touch. This action made his legs give out, he fell to the ground releasing multiple groans as the grass tickled his extremely sensitive skin.

He quickly flipped onto his back, making his clothes and tails block him from the grass’s assault. He stared at the sky, continuing to breath rapidly as his body quivers faster. He bit his tongue and slowly sat up, pushing himself up and moaning as his skin made contact with the grass.

He managed to suppress his moans, shakily moving his hand towards his pants, his cock was throbbing unbearably fast and hard. He grabbed the waistband and started to pull it off before someone grabbed his wrist, making him stop and moan loudly from the surprise and the contact with his sensitive skin.

M/n: Ahh~! W-who…who’re you….?

??: My my~ your looking quite disheveled vixen~

The familiar voice said, as they slowly caressed his forearm, making him moan and immediately become weak in their grasp.

M/n: W-wait…! I-I don’t—I can handle—!

??: Shhh sh sh sh~

They pressed a finger against his lips, quickly and effectively stopping him from speaking, which only made him whimper.

??: Don’t think~ don’t talk~ I’ll help you, and I’ll make sure to drink up ALL your cum~

She promised, using her finger to move up to his chin and down towards his Adam’s Apple, making him blush and swallow from the implication. His tails caressed the persons body, making them giggle before they reveled themselves.

M/n: Ah—! General F-feixiao..!

Feixiao: It’s Just feixiao with you, my little vixen~

She said, working her fingers on his skin. Making m/n quiver and moan even more, his tails opening invitingly and softly wrapping around feixiao.

Feixiao smiled euphorically, finally, after so long she has you in her hands. After so many manic moments where she wanted to let loose and kill all your other admirers and take you for herself! Her patience and planning had been rewarded. In the best possible way.

M/n: Please…d-don’t burden yourself with…with m-my—!

Feixiao: Oh no no no, little vixen~ don’t you dare try to solve this issue on your own~

She leaned in, licking his neck and making him shiver and moan. His tails beginning to bring feixiao closer to his body.

Feixiao: Even your tails want me~ admit it vixen~ you want me.. just as much as I want you~

She whispered in his ear, beginning to nimble and lick his ear, which drove the Male Kitsune even crazier. As her mouth worked on his ear, his entire body was now vibrating with pure unbridled lust.

He fell to his knees, and feixiao smiled down at him, reveling in this whole situation. She leaned down and cupped his face, giving him soft kitten licks on his face.

Feixiao: mmm~ you look so fucking pretty like this~ All fucked up and on your knees for me~ Hehe, you look more like a puppy then a Kitsune my little vixen~

M/n: Please..p-please~

He begged, whimpering and sounding like he was about to cry from lust and desire. His eyes slowly opened to look at feixiao, whom right now is the only woman that can give him the pleasure he’s going insane for.

Feixiao: Please what puppy~? Use your words~

She said, getting a sadistic joy at his begging. This very sight of you was worth everything she had gone through. On your knees, your face cupped in her hands, your tails caressing her body and trying to bring her impossibly closer.

M/n: H-help me..! Please…please fuck me!!

He yelled out shamelessly. He couldn’t stop himself anymore, he needs to fuck something! He needs someone to fuck him! He just needs to have sex. His tails were desperately wrapping around her body, try to pull her ontop of him.

She softly moved his tails away, and lifted him up to his feet, in which he immediately fell onto her. She caught him and chuckled, as m/n began to lick her neck, causing her to groan. She then slowly pushed him away from her neck.

Feixiao: Now now~ easy little puppy~

M/n: N-no please…! I can’t-can’t wait any—!!

She put a finger against his lips, stopping him from talking, and moving behind him.

Feixiao: Tell me you love me~

M/n: Huh~?

Feixiao: I don’t believe I stuttered puppy. Tell me you love me~

She began to squeeze his skin, making him breath more rapidly. Moving her thigh up and down his own, making him tremble more. Biting, licking, and whispering into his ear, making his mind and eyes more dazed and hazed then they already were.

Feixiao: Tell me you love me~ tell me you want to stay with me and live out your life with me~ tell me you only want me to please you like this~

She whispered lustfully, making sure to breath heavily after each word she dragged out, assaulting his extremely sensitive skin in the most heavenly manner, making his mind melt without even touching his cock.

M/n: I-I…I….

Feixiao: Go on puppy~ you can say it. I know you can~ you’re a good boy. Right~?

She said, slowly making two of her fingers walk their way down to his clothed cock, his heart beating faster, his eyes widened with anticipation, his breath rapidly increasing by the second.

Feixiao: Your MY. Good boy. Aren’t you~~?

She then grabbed his cock and began pumping, finally giving him the stimulation he so desperately needed and wanted. He released a loud moan at the contact, even more when she began to pump, making him go crazier.

M/n: YES!! YES IM YOURS!!

She smiled joyfully. Rewarding him by snaking her arm into his pants and touching the throbbing cock with her hand, which made him melt completely.

Feixiao: Good boy~! Your mine forever right~? You’ll stay with me! Right~!?

M/n: YES!! YES ILL STAY!! ILL STAY WITH YOU!!!

At this point, feixiao was diving into her own high. The words of confirmation had let the leash she put on herself disappear. She pushed him to the ground and sat ontop of him, his tails with a mind of their own, instantly wrapped around her, locking her in and removing her clothes for her as she removed his.

She immediately began to ride him, bouncing and grinding while her mouth devoured his neck. And m/n laid there, moaning loudly and hugging feixiao tightly. Five of his tails softly locked her in place while four caressed her body.

She left multiple hickeys on his neck, stopping her bouncing and grinding as she leaned away to admire her work. His tails tried desperately to make her bounce again, but with one harsh glare, they stopped and continued to cares her body, understanding the command. “Let her do her magic”

Feixiao: Such a pretty boy~ all fucked and messed up for me~ only me~!

She said, swiping her lips with her tongue. M/n sat up, and opened his mouth to bite down on her shoulder but stopping, shaking with uncontrollable lust. She laughed and pulled his head back, offering him her breast, bringing his face in and shoving her breast into his mouth.

Feixiao: There you go vixen~ use me as much as you want puppy~ here’s my little reward for your loyalty, a slice of paradise~

She egged on, caressing his back and neck as he began to lick and suck and feixiao began to bounce once more, pushing him back down onto his back with one of her tits in her mouth, and kissing the top of his head.

Feixiao: Go on puppy~! You’re doing so well~! You’re such a good boy! Keep going puppy~! Don’t stop! Don’t you dare stop anytime soon~! I order you to continue~!!

She said, as he finally blasted his first orgasm into her, making her own orgasm approach rapidly. She moaned out loudly, sticking her tongue out as he blasted a large amount of his cum.

She stayed still for a full minute as his hips thrusted forward desperately. Wanting— no NEEDED her to continue. She slowly removed her self from him and picked him up. Before appearing at her room.

She threw him on the bed and crawled forward, licking his cock and making him moan.

Feixiao: Get ready puppy~ your in for a long week~

She promised joyfully before shoving his cock deep into her throat. She doesn’t even gag, immediately beginning to suck and lick while he scream in pure bliss.

His tails were also shaking, as if they were also feeling the pleasure. They didn’t even hold her down, now all the tails her caressing her body. She continued to deepthroat him, making sure to lick his cock from every possible angle.

M/n shakes violently as she held him still by holding his hips and pushing him down. She continued to savor his cock in her throat, using one finger to run down her neck, feeling his cock from the outside.

She looked up at the dazed and heated Kitsune infront of her, winking before sucking viciously. M/n’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as she sucked an orgasm out of him. Making him blast another large cumshot into her mouth.

She smiled and rolled her eyes to the back of her head, gulping loudly three times before removing his cock from her mouth, winking and giggling at m/n. She crawled up to him, cupping his face and grinding her ass against his crotch.

Feixiao: Such a good puppy vixen~ tell me. Who else had touched you like this?

M/n: N-N-No one…! I-I…I always.. took care of it… myself~!

Feixiao: Ahh~? No wonder you’re cumming so fast~! You’ve been a good boy and saved yourself for me~ never allowing anyone else to please you through your heat~ your such a good little vixen~!

She said, sounding abit delusional but completely lustfully. Her voice permanently sultry as she kissed him to ‘reward his patience.’ She then made him sit up, once again bouncing on him but even harder and faster.

Feixiao: Good boy~! Good boy, good pet, good vixen, good puppy~!! You’re such a good fucking lover aren’t you~!!!

She praised him before biting down on his neck, stroking his tails and caressing his body with her free hand. M/n couldn’t talk back in anyway, only moaning loudly and having a lewd face, his tongue stuck out and panting like a dog.

Feixiao: Mine~! You’re mine right! YOUR MY LOVER!! RIGHT~!!!?

M/n: YESS!!! YES YES YES!!!!

She licked her lips before grabbing his ankles and lifting him up slightly, now only his upper back making contact with the bed below and she turned around and slammed down into his cock, sitting down on his cock and holding him still by his ankles.

Feixiao: GOOD BOY!! Now enjoy your reward~ We’re not ending anytime soon~!!

-The End-

This should be enough horniness.

[zhaosbin]

mr shen will see you now - s. ricky

summary: literally just the beginning of 50 shades of grey...

reader: ricky x afab reader

warnings: dom ricky x sub reader, oral (m receiving), cold!ricky, they have sex on his desk... MINORS DNI

a/n: i will proofread this in the morning also TYSM to the anon that sent this in ur sooo real

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it was the first day of your new internship and somehow you got stuck interviewing the most affluent man in shanghai. you didn't really know much about shen ricky, other than the fact that he owns half of china and was ridiculously gorgeous. from the outside, he seems like a very stern and cold man so you were anxious the entire day leading up to the interview.

entering shen enterprises, you approach the desk lady who was dressed head to toe in YSL. you thank god you had worn a nice dress today although it was rather short, it seemed to fit the vibe of this place.

"excuse me, my name is y/n i'm here for the interview with mr shen" you say impressively composed.

to your surprise, the rather intimidating looking desk lady was actually very sweet.

"oh hello dear! please take a seat and i'll go check if he's ready" she says cheerily.

you thank her with a nod of your head and a smile while you try to keep your anxiety under control.

breathe y/n. it's just an interview like the hundreds of ones you've done before. it's just an interview...with an insanely attractive man... you cut your thoughts off when the desk lady reappears.

"mr shen will see you now" she says professionally while smiling at you.

you quickly get up to follow her into the elevators and try your hardest to push your thoughts from before away.

when the doors open you step out, half expecting the desk lady to walk in with you. you giggle out of nervousness and wave to her as the doors of the elevator shut, leaving you alone in front of his door.

gathering up any bit of courage you had left in this moment, you gently knock on the door to his office.

"come in" a deep voice says and you take one last deep breath before you open the door.

you don't think anything could have fully prepared you for this situation. not your four years of college or the three internships you had prior to this one. no. nothing could have prepared you to meet shen ricky.

you didn't think it was possible, but somehow he was even more gorgeous than he appeared in the magazines and newspapers.

hoping he didn't catch onto you openly eyeing him down, you take a seat with your pen and paper in front of his desk.

mr shen looks down at you, an unreadable expression on his face.

"h-hi my name is y/n and i'm here to interv-" he cuts you off.

"i know why you're here. i have a lot to do today so if we could get on with the questioning please" he says very straightforward.

you nervously smile and open ur notes to find the questions your company had prepared.

while flipping through all of the pages, you didn't notice the beautiful man in front of you staring at your legs, or rather, the parts that weren't covered from your short dress.

after finally finding the page with the questions, you look up at him to find him making direct eye contact with you.

"so the first question i have for you is to what do you owe your success" you say while reading the page carefully.

mr shen sighs.

"are these really the questions you want to ask me? you can look at any interview i've done before and find the answers to all of these" he says while sounding annoyed.

all of your anxiety comes back and your palms start to sweat. you haven't even been here for 5 minutes and you already pissed him off.

before you could even come up with an answer, he beats you to it.

"i want to know about you" he says sharply.

"about me? but sir i-i'm here to interview you" you mutter out confusedly.

having someone as cute and fragile as you calling him sir ignited something in ricky.

"i want to know why you chose to wear such a tiny little dress to come interview me. was it on purpose?" mr shen says almost seductively.

you had to have heard him wrong. there was no way this gorgeous man even took notice of your clothes let alone the length of them.

"i-i don't know what your talking about sir" you say gulping and biting down on your lip just a bit.

it was only a bit, but once he saw that there was no stopping him.

he motioned for you to come over to his side of the desk. you knew the interview was over at this point and you didn't really care if you got fired. maybe you did care a little, but the wetness beginning to form in your panties was all you could focus on.

you quickly get up, not wanting to piss him off even more. once you were standing in front of him, he patted his lap.

your eyes widened. he had to be joking. there was no way. there was just no way.

poking his tongue into the side of his cheek, you could tell mr shen was starting to get fed up with the slowness of your actions.

after seeing that, you immediately plop down on his lap, the skirt to your very short dress riding up your thighs a little more.

mr shen started gently rubbing your legs and you were trying to keep your breathing under control.

"are you okay with this?" mr shen asks you, for once sounding sincere with his words.

"yes mr shen. please" you all but whimper out.

"call me ricky or sir. do you understand?" he says going back to being his stern self.

"please sir. i need you so bad". you could feel the dampness from your panties transferring onto his expensive suit but neither of you cared.

after hearing this, ricky immediately pulls you in for a kiss.

the kiss didn't last very long and it was rather innocent, well, that was until he started grabbing your hair and kissing you harder.

you moan into the kiss while sliding your hips up and down his thigh desperate for any sort of stimulation.

ricky smacks your ass and you yelp.

"be a good girl darling" he says almost threateningly.

you halt your movements on his thigh and try to distract yourself by focusing on his lips against yours.

ricky pulls away from the kiss and pushes you down onto your knees.

immediately understanding what he wanted, you quickly undo the buttons to his expensive slacks.

you pull down his boxers immediately to see his cock already dripping with precum.

you waste no time attaching your mouth to his cock, taking as much of him into your mouth as you could fit.

ricky groans and shuts his eyes, grabbing the back of your ponytail to guide your movements.

"i knew you could be a good girl" he says smugly.

the only reply you could give him was a muffled hum around his base that had him jerking his hips.

after a few more bobs of your head, ricky was getting close. too close.

he gently pushed your perfect mouth off of him and made work of stripping your clothes off of you.

he lifted you up with ease and placed you on top of his desk.

having had enough of all the foreplay, ricky lines up his tip with your achingly wet core and slowly pushes in.

you both moan at the feeling and he leans in to kiss you again.

his slow speed didn't last very long and he easily switches into a much faster pace.

"fuck you're so tight" ricky groans out.

"please sir, make me cum" you try not to shout as his cock is ramming into you.

and your wish is his command.

after a few more harsh thrusts, you feel relief wash over your body. fucking you through your orgasm, ricky cums right after and let's out the sexiest moan you'd ever heard. you swore you could die.

before the two of you could even take a breath, there is a knock at his door. he places his large hand over your mouth.

"mr shen your 5 o'clock appointment is here" the same desk lady from earlier chimes behind the (thankfully) locked door.

"cancel it" ricky says sternly staring into your eyes.

you had a feeling this interview would last more than your reserved 30 minute time slot.

[miyaheestar]

live reaction to the pack wedding audio

KISS SJSGJS DAVID KISS HAIII HAI DAVID 🥺🥺🥺

"i just want a little time with you today, before everything goes crazy" MSHSMHDMSHSM IM GONNA GO INSANE

IM GOING INSANE IM IM GOING IM INSANE IM ACTUALLY DGINGSJSYSISGSKGAJA

"how are you feeling?" NOT GOOD MY BODY TEMPERATURE IS HIGH IM GOING INSANE FYM YOU TOO

"WE MADE IT" WHAT IF I DONT MADE IT WHAF IF I CRY WHAT IF YOU DIE DO NAWT SAY YOU LOVE ME I WILL CRY DAVID SHAW I WILL ACTUALLY CRY SO HARD

"WE'RE GETTING MARRIED TODAY"HE SOUNDS SO FUCKING HAPPY AND SOFT IM ACTUALLY CRYING IM NOT NAWT OKAY IM NOT PLS DONT DO THIS TO ME PLS

"beautiful" i haven't showered and i didn't sleep and it's 7 am in the morning are you blind

"you are. especially first thing in the morning. still all sleepy and cuddly and relaxed. im the luckiest man in the world to get to see it everyday.. for the rest of my life" do you want me to die?

MGSMSGSMSHSM I WANNA CRY SEND HELP SOS SOS SOS SOS SOS SOS SOS SOS SOS SOS SOSBSOSBSOSBSOSJSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOWIS

pls i will actually cry

"you fucking menace" IM YOUR MENACE HAH

KISS

ASHER ASHER ASHER ASHER ASHER ASHER ASHWR ASHWR ASHERA AHEEDHA ASHER AHSER ASHW AAGE

oh he eepy baby 🥺

good morning asher 🥺

"oh my god it's actually today holy shit it's actually happening" HE'S LIKE ME FOR REAL FOR REAL

"when did you wake up" you think i sleep?

WOAHWOAHWOAHWOAH SEXY?? AYO I KNOW I AM SEXY

"IM GONNA BE YOUR HUSBAND" WHAT IF I CRY WHAT IF I CRY WHA IF I ACTUALLY LOSE IT THEN WHST IF I DIE WHAT IF YOU DIE OH GOD DON'T DIE ASHER PLEASE

IM TEARING UP DONT DO THIS TO ME

ASHER I LOVE YOU SO MUCH WHY YOU'RE NOT REAL

"I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BABE" I SAID IT FIRST SO THAT MEANS I LOVE YOU MORE

DAMN RIGHT ASHER DAMN RIGHTTTTT

"about the person who matters to me more than anything else in the whole damn world" STOP STOP THIS OFFICER OFFICER A WEREWOLF TRYNNA SEDUCE ME HE TRYNNA SEDUCE ME SIR I WILL DIE SIR IM BEING SEDUCED

okay scene change

SAM AND ASHER AUGSUAGUAGUAGUAGAUFAUAGAHHUFAHHHH

"mate pairs shouldn't see each other in the morning" DAMN RIGHT SO TRUE HEWL YEAHHH

MILOOOOOO MY BIG.. um SMALL BIG BOY

"grouchy grandpa" HELPPPP "now don't you start." HELLAGSISGSKSG HAHAHAHAHA

"oh my mistake" YOU'RE SO SASSY

... ITS JUST SILENCE HELPP IM CRYING

ERIK PLEASE HAHAHAHAHA YOU'RE SO 😭😭😭

ERIK BODOH LAH KAU NI 😭😭😭😭

HELP PLEASE ENOUGH SILENCE PLS THIS IS WAY TOO FUNNY I'LL THROW UP

IM CRYING

STOP THIS

IT'S TOO LONG STOP THE SILENCE ERIK I WILL EAT YOUR HAIR AND YOU'LL BE BALD

ERIK

LMAO MILO NOT THE WARNING

CHRISSY

"are you trying to look like you got married in wind tunnel" HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HELPPP MILO PLEASE

"im fine.. i-im not" ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO

aww grandpa sam 🥺🥺🥺

AWWW DAVID HELPING ASHER

"david, can i ask you something?"

STOP STIP SRSOSO STIP SFOP STOP BITCH STOP I WIWLL CRY

"well i did" DO YOU WABT ME TO KILL EVERYONE THEN MYSELF

im not okag im not ojay im not okay I AM NOT OKAY

i cant do this I'll actually pass out

i cant

im hypervinelantagwtbf

"my dad-" SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP DAVID SHAW SHUT UP

"i picked you because you're the one person i trust more than anyone else. you made me feel safe." I WILL ACTUALLY LOSE IT

I WILL LOSE IT

I WILL NO

I WIGSKSGWK

I AM GONNA CRY

"i was a decent alpha but i wasn't a very good friend" so you want me to kill myself

i am genuinely gonna cry

THEY'RE HUGGING IM GONNA CRYYYYYYY IN GONANNAHSGSISFWKSFISV IM NOT OKAY

"ash euw" I LOVE THAT

MILO DO NAWT HURT MA MAN I WILL EAT YOUR REMAINING HEIGHT

MILO SPEECH

"how much does it pay" BOSGSISGSJGAHAGAGAGAGAHAHAGAHA STAPH

what if i jump

i will jump

i won't

i will

i wont

I WILL SOB I WILL WIBSUSVWKSGSJ STOPAHSGSOGSOSGS

IM GETTING MARRIED YALL

IM IM IM IM

IM GONNA GET MARRIED

it sounds like asher and david getting married LMAO

"um" classic opening

asher if you cry YOU BETTER BE CRYING okay he's gonna cry

what if asher dies after his vows

I WILL BE A WIDOW OH GOD

"i love you" IM GONNA KILL MYSELF AND EAT ERIK'S HAIR

so it's just silence and giggles for babe's speech

got it

it's okay i love asher's giggles

"angel" I WILL JUMP BRO

I WILL

I WILL

I WONT IM SCARED OF HEIGHTS

david please cry

PLEASE CRY

GO FULL ON SOBBING

why guy is not angel's brother

HE'S CRYING YALL CHEERS

CHEERS

and he's laughing too

BUT HE'S CRYING YEAYYYYY

LMAO MILO HAHAHAHAGAHA PLEASEEEE

IT SOUNDS LIKE ASHER AND DAVID KISSING WOAH

... I NEED MORE

ERIK ERIK ERIKSON

[hoshiputa]

Cyber

💌 woozi x female reader

📩 Request: Phone sex with Woozi.

cw: nsfw, smut, established relationship, pet names (babygirl, princess, etc), masturbation, exhibitionism

word count: 1.2k

It was past midnight when your phone started ringing. You grabbed as fast as you could, because you already knew who it was.

Lee Jihoon. Your beloved, hard working, super famous boyfriend.

He usually called at that time when he was at the studio, because that was when he had a break. The only difference today was that it was a video call instead of the usual late night voice calls.

“Hi, babe!”

“Hello.”

Jihoon immediately smiled at you through the screen, the well known blue lightning of his studio making him look as beautiful as ever. His phone was set at the perfect angle, showing off his muscled arms.

“What's with the video call?” You asked. “Not that I'm complaining.”

It was always good to see him, of course. Especially when he had been away for days like this, working day and night to produce another masterpiece for his group, unable to come back home for you.

“I wanted to see your face,” he said softly.

“Aww, I miss you!”

You rolled around in your bed, kicking your feet in the air like the main character of a teenage movie talking to their crush for the first time.

“What are you doing? Did you eat?” Jihoon asked.

“I was just watching some Netflix. And yes, I had dinner. What about you?”

He sighed, running his fingers through his hair.

“I ate instant noodles,” he confessed.

“Lee Jihoon! What did I tell you?!”

“It was just this time. Please forgive me.”

Staring at your boyfriend through your phone screen, you felt your heart ache. You hadn't seen each other in a week and it was starting to make you feel sad.

“And how was your day?” You asked him.

“It was nice… I just stayed here for the most part of it.”

Jihoon giggled, like being trapped in a music studio for the whole week wasn't a complete nightmare like most people thought

“You're the only person I know who doesn't complain about work.”

“What can I say? I like what I do.”

Jihoon leaned against his chair, pushing it back a little just so the screen could show up from his thighs to his face. It was unusual, because normally his video calls were filled with awkward close ups of his face.

“Sir, are you trying to seduce me?!”

Jihoon giggled, the kind of laugh he let out every time he did have something up his sleeve.

“Actually, I have something to show you.”

“What is it?”

Not even intense therapy through the twenty years of your life would've prepared you to watch your boyfriend pull out his cock on camera. Your jaw dropped at the sight, his length standing up hard and nice as he smirked at you through the screen.

“What— Jihoon! What?”

You had no words, so you just kept staring at the screen. Mouth watering, body heat going up, thighs clenching as you sat up on your bed.

“I've been missing you,” he said, hands wrapping around his length. “This much.”

“Oh, God.”

You rolled around on your bed, screaming into your pillow as you held tight against your phone.

“I was jerking off to one of your pictures, and then I thought… We could make it better.”

There was this thing. With Jihoon's busy schedules and all of the time you two had to spend away from each other, both of you agreed to share and save each other's nudes.

“I can't stop staring at your dick.”

You chuckled awkwardly, being washed over by the memories of Jihoon on top of you, his cock stretching you out and hitting just right. It wasn't fair you had to be away from him.

“So… Can you take your clothes off for me?”

You weren't the exhibitionist type. To be honest, you weren't any type before Jihoon — just some boring random girl. Then he came into your life and showed you his ways, and now you were addicted. So you didn't think twice before ripping your clothes off so fast it made Jihoon giggle.

Laying on bed, you lifted up your phone, showing off your naked body for him.

“Fuck, you're so hot,” Jihoon said, hand slightly stroking his dick.

It wasn't just missing him. And it wasn't just desire and lust. You actually yearned for him. Not only his body, but hearing those nice words coming straight out of his mouth and being whispered to your ears, his soft hands touching all over your body, wrapping around your neck.

“I miss you so much,” you whined.

“I miss you too, babygirl,” he sighed. “I wish I could be there to spread you out and fuck you senseless.”

“Shit, don't say that.”

“Why? Am I making you wet?”

For someone who wasn't into exhibitionism, you for sure felt the urge to touch yourself to make Jihoon know how much you missed him. And it was sinful, to say the least. To wrap your fingers around your hardened nipples and watch Jihoon touch his hardened dick, biting his lip as you showed off like you were his favorite movie star.

“Fuck, you know how much I love those tits, right?” He asked, voice hoarse.

Of course you knew it. You knew it because every time Jihoon got you naked, he sucked on your nipples like his life depended on it. And oh, how you missed his mouth on your skin.

“What about spreading your legs for me? Will you show me your cunt?”

Hearing Jihoon asking so nicely and calmly for something so dirty made you gasp softly, reminiscing all of the times it was his hands spreading your legs open for him to dive into your wet pussy and suck on your juices like it was his favorite drink. When you opened your legs and leaned against your bed frame, Jihoon let out a soft moan as he pressed his thumb against the tip of his cock.

“That's right, you're such a good girl,” he smirked through the screen.

You watched as Jihoon started stroking his cock a little faster, biting his lip as he watched your naked body. It felt good to know he needed you that much, so much only a picture wasn't enough. Your head ran over all of the times you had his fingers inside you, playing with your cunt just to tease you. All of the times he fucked deep into you as you begged for more.

“Are you touching yourself, babe? Let me see it,” he said, now slowly stroking his cock.

You hadn't noticed your free hand slipped in between your legs, because you were lost in thoughts about having Jihoon's muscled arms around you.

“I— Can't help it,” you said, slightly embarrassed.

“It's okay,” he smiled at you. “I'd love to watch you fuck yourself.”

You bit your lip at his words, fingers pressing against your clit as you moved them in circles. You thought about Jihoon and how he was perfect with his hands, his soft fingers plunging into your cunt.

“That's perfect, babe. We can do it together.”

Your head was spinning when you buried two of your fingers inside your wet cunt, the phone in your other hand showing Jihoon's eagerness as he stroked his cock faster.

“You want this cock?”

“Yes.”

You whined, gasping as your fingers fucked into your cunt. The only problem was they weren't as thick and good as Jihoon.

“I want your pussy too, babe,” he said. “You always take my cock so well.”

Jihoon gasped, biceps flexing as he moved his hand faster and faster around his leaking length.

“Yeah, I love your cock,” you moaned, fingers brushing against your own walls.

“Oh, my love, you look so good when you're desperate for my cock.”

Jihoon leaned back against his chair, hand working even faster and harder around his thick cock.

“I wish I could be coming all over you now,” he said.

Your toes curled and your legs clenched, the way Jihoon always painted you with his warm cum imprinted into your brain.

“I'd treat you just right, my princess,” he let out a gasp. “Let you ride my cock just how you like it.”

“Fuck, Jihoon!” You whined, back arching against your bed.

“Are you going to come? From watching me jerking off to you?”

“Yes!” You moaned.

It didn't take long. The mix of Jihoon's words, the sight of his beautiful cock and your fingers stretching you out, your orgasm hit so hard you rolled your eyes and let your phone fall from your hand. From the noises you heard from Jihoon, you were sure he had finally come too. Laying on your side, you grabbed the phone to watch a messed up Jihoon staring back at you. There were strands of his hair falling on his face and his breathing was just as hard as yours.

“That was so fucking hot,” he said in between sighs.

“Oh my God, I love you,” you confessed.

“I love you too, babe.”

[giasfolklore]

ONE OF YOUR GIRLS

“i just wanna be one of your girls tonight.”

꒰ synopsis ꒱ྀི with the need to stand up for working overtime and still not getting paid enough you were challenged to talk to the chief of the medical department but things took a wild turn there and guess what? It wasn’t just talking.

୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ note: posting today about my cutie!! this is all just porn with plot tbh not proofread

꒰ content warnings ꒱ྀི nsfw (17+), fem!reader, praise, dom!geto, oral (f! recieving), pussy drunk geto, rushed, unprotected sex, porn with plot.

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I imagined trudging into his office and slamming the door shut. Before he could ask me what I was doing, I’d take of my shirt. Then I’d walk over and sit on him, and kiss him. Let him remove my bra. He’d have a hand on my back and the other on the back of my head. That way I couldn’t back out. I’d pull off his shirt and work with his belt.

Once the fly was down he’d carry me onto his desk, and we’d work together to push off all the papers. Then he’d pull out his cock, and quickly pull down my underwear. He’d be so horny that my panties would only be at my knees and he’d penetrate.

Then he’d pump as hard as he could and I’d moan as loud as I wanted to. Who cares who hears? I’d squeeze the cum out of him. It would be something that seemed perpetual. And, no, there’s no part where I imagine us putting our clothes back on. We wouldn’t. Instead, we’d try some more; on the floor, me sitting on him, me against the wall. We’d fuck our brains out.

These scenes repeated and altered themselves in my mind as I bit into my sandwich.

“… right, y/n?”

I turn suddenly, “I’m sorry, what?”

“Our overtime. It’s unfair,” Paris said.

“Yeah,” Ashley agreed, “We’re overworked and underpaid.” As she continued her speech, the other nurses were nodding their heads and making affirmative noises. “They should stop letting the doctors get off so easy. Otherwise, pay us more or hire more of us. Now who’s gonna’ march into the chief’s office and tell him?”

“Not me,” Paris shook her head, “It’s a lost cause. He’s too busy with his divorce and whatnot.”

“I’ll do it,” I said without thinking. They all began to laugh.

“You?” Ashley said in disbelief.

“Yeah, no offense, y/n, but you’re not exactly the type who wins arguments,” Paris said.

Another girl, I forgot her name, said, “Yeah, what’re you going to do?” She began to mock me; put her hands behind her back, looked down at the ground, and wiggled her feet, “Umm… sir… C-c-could you please…” She didn’t even finish. They all laughed once more.

I stood up and threw my sandwich onto the table. “Oh yeah? Watch me.”

I could feel their wide-eyed stares as I marched down the hall. What was I doing? What am I thinking?

That was stupid of me to ask. Of course I know what I’m thinking. The circumstances were perfect. I was thinking to get some, that’s what. This was my chance. I had an excuse to go down to his office.

But when I got there, I choked.

“Hi, y/n,” he said absentmindedly, looking down at his papers. “What do you need?”

“Well, I…” I tried to remember bits and pieces of Ashley’s speech, “We work overtime, and we’re not getting paid enough, and you should pay us more, and hire more nurses, and… Wait, that’s not…” I slammed my forehead with my palm.

Smooth, Tiffany. Smooth. That was definitely sexy. How could he resist you now? Coward.

Suddenly, I thought of kissing him. I imagined him undressing me. I couldn’t think of a good argument. My clit had an itch that only his cock could scratch. It was warm, tingly and empty.

“ y/n-”

“I’m not taking ‘no’ for an answer,” I barked out, and immediately regretted it.

Overly demanding nurse equals mistress with whip? There are just some lines I can’t cross.

Geto looked up at me. He stood up and said, “Why should I? What will I get out of it? What are you willing to give me in return?”

This is your chance. Make it sexy. Seduce him.

I walked up to him until our faces were only a few inches away. I looked into his eyes and said, “Anything.”

He looked into my eyes, and then down the length of my body. Was he finally noticing me as a woman? Was he sizing me up? Was he looking at my boobs? I sure hoped so.

“On your knees,” he said.

“W-what?” I stuttered.

“You said you’d do anything, right? On your knees,” he demanded.

This wasn’t going the way I planned it, but I had to learn to be flexible if I wanted him to take me seriously. So I got on my hands and knees. Then Ken proceeded to walk around me. I assumed the worst as I heard him shut the door and unzip his fly.

Before I knew it, his cock was right in my face. It was fully awake. White and its tip almost touching my nose.

“Suck me,” he demanded.

Well, at least it’s not anal sex, I rationalized. So I opened my mouth and put his cock in. I tried to move my tongue around, but suddenly his hand was at the back of my head. He jerked my head forward, “Suck me.” Now it was stuck down my throat, and I couldn’t breathe. I began to choke, but he didn’t care. He started pumping, with his hand still at the back of my head, and the tip of his dick was hammering on the back of my throat. I thought I was going to puke.

Before I knew it, Geto was pumping even harder and he began moaning. Then I felt something slimy slide down. I swallowed. The moment he pulled out I started to cough. I ran out of the office as fast as I could.

I hid inside a bathroom stall, ashamed. This wasn’t supposed to happen. It was supposed to be romantic. It was supposed to be a moment where he finally saw me as a sexy, independent and confident woman. But all he needed was to jerk off.

No, c’mon. That was a good thing. I must have gotten his attention. I went out of the stall and looked at myself in the mirror. I washed my face so it wouldn’t seem too puffy. I traced the dark circles under my eyes from all the overtime. That’s sexy, right? The implication of long, sleepless nights, doing unspeakable things from the cover of night-time ‘til the break of dawn. I let my long raven hair out of its bun and shook my head a slightly to give it a messy, bedhead look, to give the idea that I was rolling around in a bed… with someone else. Then I looked at my uniform… Not much I could do in this area… Except maybe…

I went back into the stall and I removed my undershirt. Then I went back to the mirror. Now the silhouette of my black bra was more visible. In fact, the top edges of the cups were peeking out of the collar. Okay. Now I could go back outside.

I walked down the halls and went back to my regular duties. I was both excited and nervous for when the chief would see me again. This was a big hospital, but I knew he was going to look for me.

Before I knew it there was a tap on my shoulder and a sheepish Geto when I turned.

“Can I talk to you for a second?” he asked.

“Sure,” I smiled.

My heart was beating fast as we turned the corner. As we passed the janitor’s closet, I saw an opportunity. I was breaking a lot of personal boundaries today, so what was one more? I opened the door and pulled him in.

“I thought we might need a little privacy for this,” I explained as I closed the door.

“I’m sorry,” he began. “What I asked of you was inappropriate and out of line.”

“Don’t be sorry,” I slowly moved towards him, in an attempt to sound seductive. “I’d do it again, if you wanted.” I very slowly pulled off my shirt. Then I placed my arms around his neck and pushed my crotch up against his, “How about right now?”

Surprisingly enough we began kissing, and it was like I couldn’t pull him close enough to me. I ran my fingers through his hair as the stubble on his chin scratched on my skin. His fingers traced a line from the nape of my neck down to the small of my back, sending shivers down my spine. I felt his dick harden against my cunt, and I began to undo his belt. He pulled off his shirt, and I pressed my chest against his and began kissing him some more.

I was so hot my leg was starting to vibrate. Geto suddenly pulled away, “I think that’s your phone.”

“Oh.” Oh.

As I was about to read my text, he said, “Listen. I really want to make it up to you. Do you want to have dinner tonight?”

I smiled, “Yeah, I’d like that.” I bent down to reach for my shirt when he suddenly said,

“Can I see them?”

I got up slowly and turned to face him. I moved closer, and he unhooked my bra. I let it fall onto the floor, and he stared at them as he placed both hands on each of them. Then he looked up at me and cupped my face. We began kissing again. Only, this time, we did it much slower. But both our phones buzzed, so it was time to go.

We helped each other dress and went on with our duties. But I couldn’t concentrate. I needed more. I wanted his penis inside my vagina. It was screaming for it, involuntarily contracting throughout the day. I was even tempted to sneak a masturbation session in a bathroom stall. But I controlled myself. I told myself that it would be nothing compared to the real thing. It was the only thing that got me through the day.

When I finally finished my shift, I went home, took a shower, and got dressed. He picked me up at 8 and took me to a restaurant. It was really fancy, too. We sat in an where the seats formed a semi-circle with the open side facing out into the rest of the restaurant. The entire thing was padded with soft material. We sat almost beside each other.

The first thing we ordered was wine. Lots of it. We started talking about anything and everything. Then the subject moved to his divorce.

“My wife is very dominating and controlling,” he was explaining. “She knows what she wants, but she doesn’t care about the consequences.”

“Well, that’s better than being shy and quiet, isn’t it?” I laughed then looked down.

“No,” he put a finger on my chin and made me face him, “I get to learn new things about you. Especially after today.”

“Well,” I slid a little closer to him, “maybe after dinner you’ll get to discover more.” I rubbed my leg up and down his.

“Why wait?” he leaned in closer and began kissing me, sliding his leg up my thigh. I was a little startled when I felt a tug on my panties. I lifted myself up a little so he could pull them off easily. Thank god the table cloths were long. With my underwear on the ground, he began to squeeze my cunt and I gave out a slight moan. Then with his other hand, he rubbed my back in such a way that my bra became undone once again. I moved in closer and put a hand on his crotch, gently squeezing his dick, which started getting harder. Soon his finger was in, and I moaned even louder.

But I was aware that we were in a public place.

I pulled away and said, “Wait five minutes, then follow.” I pushed my underwear under the table cloth and got up. With a spring in my step I went to the unisex bathroom and didn’t lock it.

Five minutes seemed like forever when Geto finally came in. He locked the door behind him. I pulled off his blazer. He put his hands on my butt and pulled me in. We kissed and I pulled of his tie. He unzipped my dress and, as it fell to the floor, my bra dangled on my arms. As I unbuttoned his shirt, he took of his belt. I pulled it off and he unzipped his fly only to reveal a pair of boxers. Out of frustration, I pushed him to the wall, pulled down his boxers enough to expose his penis and then pushed it in. When its tip hit my cervix I let out a loud moan.

With his hands back on my butt he began pushing me in and in and in. With my arms snaked around his neck I sucked on his tongue as hard as I could, almost biting it a couple of times. He pulled away and kissed my neck, and I was caught off-guard. I almost yelled.

He then pushed me backwards, his penis falling out. I threw myself at him and kissed him again. He pulled down the toilet seat cover and sat down. I sat on top of him and couldn’t stop sighing. I pumped and bent backwards so he could kiss my breasts. Then he began to suck my nipples and I sucked on his neck.

He reached for my butt again and began to pull me in so hard his penis hammered onto my cervix, and I couldn’t help it. I could feel my insides contracting as hard as they could, and he began to moan as well. I was sure he was coming, and that I was, too. My patience served me well. This was a million times better than masturbating.

Then his pulling me in slowed down, and our bodies were pressed against each other the whole time. I lay my head on his shoulder, and he lay his on mine. We were both panting.

“Did you like it?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I exhaled. “You?”

“You were so wet,” he sighed. Then he pulled away to look into my eyes, “You’re so sexy.”

“You were really hot,” I was still panting. “Discover enough?”

“Yes.”

“Well,” I gave him a peck on the lips, “if we go over to my place, you’ll see a lot more.”

“How about actually having dinner first?” he joked.

I chuckled, “Sure. That, too.”

I very gently got off him and picked up my bra. As I put my dress on, I turned my back to him and said, “Could you help me with this?”

“Sure,” he said, and his hand slipped down and squeezed each butt-cheek once first. Then he zipped it up.

I turned around to help him with his tie. When I was done, I pulled him in closer and asked, “You sure you don’t want another round?”

“I’d love it,” he kissed me. “But I think people are waiting to use the bathroom.”

“But we’re using it,” I put my arms around him again.

He placed his hand on my hips, “Later.”

“Okay,” I kissed him, then let go. “Wait five minutes.”

I unlocked the door and went out and walked back to our table. I tried to very discretely put my underwear back on. But when Geto came back, he slipped his hand under my dress again, and frowned when he felt cotton.

“Why’d you put it back on?” he asked. I shrugged. “Leave it off. I want to touch you,” he began to pull it down again.

“So you’ll touch it, but you won’t use it?” I whispered in his ear.

“Later,” he smiled, then kissed me. “I like just being next to you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

I felt blood rushing to my cheeks. “Well, I like being near you, too.”

I slid closer so I could lay my head on his shoulder. He put an arm around me and pulled me in for a side hug. This was nice; an unexpected turn of events, if you were to base it from how it began. But I was elated. Tired, but not really. I felt confident. I felt like a woman.

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

Can I req a fic where d.m. gets jealous because he thinks his s/o is flirting with the others (tuberose , gatto and maybe fiona crimson witch) but she's just being polite? Poor girl just wanted to show her appreciation to d.m.'s henchmen but he thinks that she's trying to flirt 😔😔. Thanks!

I dont picture him being the jealous type. He is very secure in his place with you but he is aware others want you in their own way. But lol he has you first

Jealousy is such an ugly emotion all creatures have, all those sentient, Sir Désire Mélodis has felt those emotions before— When he was a child. It was a natural reaction as he had shared his childhood with his beloved brother. It is natural and is addressed accordingly. He knows you have felt jealousy as he is a very loved man by many members of high society. No, not jealousy, you felt as if you were competing between them and the Detectives. He had not intended to make you believe you had to compete with Mr. Inference or Lady Truth, they were ants compared to you.

Beautiful, fascinating you who ensnares his heart with your boundless love and quick wit. You are brave yet shy, cautious yet bold. You are perfect.

“I do love how you styled your hair today, (Name).” The new maid, a witch, compliments you as she places tea down for you. You are currently reading over paperwork for your father, and Désire is happy to provide a quiet space for you to focus.

“Thank you. I had to get help to style it this morning.” Smiling as she plays with one of the hairpins. A snake wrapped around a branch with white dangling jewelry petals.

“The tea is delicious!” You took several sips, “What is it?”

“Oh, nothing special.” The Crimson Witch is idly chatting with you.

Désire watches from a dark corner, he is quite pleased to see you getting along with his associates. The one who likely will never meet is Noir as he is a solitary type. Désire was sure you would never meet Tuberose but circumstances had called for that to change.

The Lord Professor's were exposed in parts and not all were shared, this is to protect you. If something happens to him, he has plans to keep you safe.

“Mon petit gâteau,” Approaching when the witch maid leaves you to your work, “Good afternoon, any headway?” His walk is elegant, and graceful with his cane in hand. You smile big and wide for him, he leans over the chair to kiss your cheek. He stands at his full height as he reads over the paper in your hand.

“Good afternoon, monsieur,” You stretch your back out a bit, “Some. Most are bills and others are invitations.” You yawn.

“Sounds like you need a break, my love.”

You nod a bit, “Maybe. Perhaps a walk?” Tilting your head back to look up at him.

Désire shakes his head slightly, “I have a meeting to attend in the museum. If you wish to take a walk, take Tuberose along.”

You learned early on in the relationship, Désire Mélodis takes his work seriously. It is not to affront you, he just has goals and does what is necessary to achieve them. Plus his assistant is pleasant to be around though you know he is there to protect you.

“One day people are going to think I am having an affair with him.”

The bark of laughter is loud as your beloved laughs at the ridiculousness of that. The Lord professor knows every well Tuberose heart belongs to another but he is charmed by you as well. The man knows better than to attempt to seduce you both out of respect for you but a fear/respect for his colleague. Gatto though, Désire Mélodis knows the man must care for you outside of the professional realm.

A lonely boy who is fascinated by the macabre, he is no threat as you are obvious to the way the man feels.

“Wow.” Rolling your eyes playfully as you organize the paperwork and finish your tea.

“What, you want me to be the jealous lover?” When you stand up crossing behind the chair allowing your one and only to tug you close to him. “Perhaps I should lock you in my room.” Your hands are on his chest as he leans his head over your shoulder and whispers in French the most debauched things into your ear.

“Still fearing the option of the lowly populous?”

“N-no, sir…”

“Sir? Mon petit gâteau, I believe I can spare an hour to indulge.”

[gallusrostromegalus]

Does Hinamori get any standout scenes? Personally I thought she deserved a little bit more catharsis for the whole Aizen debacle, and to maybe go a little apeshit.

Excerpt from the outline:

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-Here Comes The New Boss, Same As The Old Boss

>Shinji is re-promoted to captain of the 5th and has Momo and Hyori as co-lieutenants >None of them are sure about the other, but Momo’s giving it The Old College Try because no matter what happens, she always gets back up >Shinji *thinks* he remembers how to do this Job >Momo is VERY pleased! "-Of course, the division *has* expanded since you uh. Went on sabbatical. “Yeah there’s no way to describe getting shanked and framed for murder for 100 years. What’s new?” >Momo will show him whats new! >She will show him the entirety of the Rukongai Affairs paperwork System that Kaname and Sajin helped her design and all the open investigations into provincial fraud they have open and the new Agricultural And Environmental Advisory Board and the new cross-division patrol schedule and the 200 volumes that have been added to the rukongai tax law since the 40’s and I know it’s a lot sir but I promise this actually make it easier because we’re not randomly hand waving various provinces anymore and it’s really cut down on attempted warloarding- "Oh! Sorry, I’ll keep moving because you’ve got three meetings today- Fon-taicho will need to update you on the state of the Noble House Holdings Laws and Practices, Shu- Sorry, Hisagi-fukutaicho needs your input on the distribution and implementation of the modular education systems the Ninth Division is working on and you’ll probably have to actually wake up Zaraki-taicho to get him to give you the notes on the Disaster Relief notes and payroll but he’s usually not too stab-happy after 4PM- Are you alright sir?" “Yeah I’m fine will you excuse me and ignore any screaming noises you might hear from that utility closet?” “That’s an electrical closet now, if you need to cry, use the one two doors down on the left.” “...Thanks.” >Hyori, who loves seeing both Shinji in states of self-inflicted distress and people who are very good at their jobs, is thoroughly seduced. "Tell me more about this Advisory Board." She says, leaning across the table and twirling her hair in her fingers.

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You can tell this fic is being written by someone in their 30's because there's a recurring theme of the sexiest thing someone can do is Their Job Well.

[tcfactory]

tlj writes 1000 words of poetry that could be summerised in "lemme smash" but sqq doesnt know about poetry details yet so it doesnt click. it takes him asking his damn shizun what this word is supposed to mean for him to find out some shit like "should the sweet juice that drips find its way to my lips, one would treat it as the finest ambrosia" means "pLEASE lemme succ". haunting. devistating. but also hold on hes been writing like this forever and hes made no physical passes what. huh.

Oh god. I can see this go two ways, depending on how good/close SQQ's relationship is with his master.

If they have a good relationship, then SQQ's shizun would be all up in arms because who dares write this kind of filth to his little cabbage?! All right, A-Jiu, which rich noble wastrel is this shameless about trying to seduce a head disciple from one of the great sects?

Alternatively: SQQ is trying to prove that he's Competent to his shizun so he can't go to him with questions like that, no sir. But they teach some poetry and stuff on Qiong Ding too - not how to write it, but just enough about analyzing/understanding it to appear cultured and smart in high company, you know? So SQQ grits his teeth and goes to YQY for advice which is only slightly better (don't you dare think this means that he forgave you!! You are still in the dog house, Qi-ge!!!!) but at least it's less humiliating that having to involve his shizun.

So uuuuuh. Yeah. SQQ and YQY sort of reconcile over the horrifying realization that TLJ wrote him a whole book's worth of erotic poems. Either YQY gets super jealous over this (in which case SQQ has great fun playing off his two 'suitors' against each other until he decides that you know what? he has two hands and he worked so hard, he deserves to have two boyfriends) or YQY goes into protective big brother mode and makes a solid attempt at bullying TLJ to see how serious he is about courting SQQ (very serious. if this whole peak lord thing doesn't work out, SQQ has a very stable job opportunity waiting for him as empress of the demon realm.)

Either way it would probably end in "let's save TLJ from HHP's bullshit so he can marry SQQ right and proper" shenanigans.

[thefallenangelsgang]

The Avantris Fam Discord got this a few days early, but, in a burst of academic energy I haven't felt in weeks, I wrote a 2k word Literary Analysis on Marius from Edge of Midnight in 4 hours (complete with citations and sources)

What you are about to read is the culmination of an 18 day hyper fixation (I averaged more than a session* a day) (*each session being about 3 hours in length). It has only been slightly edited for better Tumblr consumption. It is legitimately almost 2k words. It starts VERY academic (as I get to flex my knowledge on an obscure Arthurian legend I love) and then immediately drops off in quality as I traverse some "dubious psycho-analysis" (my own words) and try to wrap up a half finished thoughts that should be thousands of words longer.

If you want to see my active descent into madness or the original google doc this was written in, join the discord (linked above!). I've got massive Legends of Avantris Brain Rot and will for a very long time I fear.

TW for Sexual Assault Themes (please tell me if my tw tags are not extensive enough)

CW for my insufferable academic attitude, literary analysis where no one wanted it, "dubious psycho-analysis", half finished thoughts, DnD, vampires, and my sailors mouth

Marius: An Analysis on Chivalry and Chastity

Break to save your dash

To get the literary shit out of the way, Marius’s seduction is a parallel of the Arthurian Legend “Sir Gawain and the Green Knight” intentionally or not. I have a sneaking suspicion perhaps The Duchess scene is also based on the “Tale of Sir Galahad” bit in Monty Python and the Holy Grail BUT that bit draws inspiration from Gawain’s story. So no matter which way you cut it, Marius is connected to Gawain to SOME degree.

Attempting to be brief, I’ll sum up Gawain as briefly as I, someone who loves this tale a ridiculous amount, can.

Gawain is King Arthur’s nephew, a knight of the round table, young, chivalrous, pious, but itching to prove himself. He loves the aging Arthur and Arthur loves him like a son but he feels restless in his station because he has not gone on a great quest like many of the other knights. 

Serendipitously, during the New Years celebrations a strange man enters Arthur’s great hall. He is green and carries a great axe in one hand and a bough of holly in his other. He challenges anyone in the room to hit him with the axe and he will return the blow in a year and a day. No one takes the man up on the challenge. Arthur is about to do it when Gawain takes his chance to prove himself. Thinking he can outsmart the Green Knight, Gawain cleaves the man’s head from his shoulders. Unexpectedly the Green Knight picks up his detached head, leaves the axe for Gawain as a trophy, and strides out of there with the reminder that he will return the blow in a year and a day. Gawain has effectively doomed himself.

Attempting to put off his fate, Gawain waits to seek the Green Knight until All Saints Day (November 1st). He is sent forth with all of the pomp and circumstance a Knight of the Round Table and favorite of King Arthur can get. He spends nearly two months seeking someone who knows of the Green Chapel where the Green Knight resides and is fruitless. Winter sets in and he begins to suffer exposure when he is greeted by a beautiful castle that seemingly appears out of nowhere. He meets the Lord of the Castle and the Lord's beautiful wife. In the spirit of Christmas the Lord challenges Gawain to a game. The Lord will be hunting the next three days, anything he catches is to be Gawain’s. In return Gawain is to give the Lord anything he receives during his stay.

Well what Gawain receives is a lot of unwanted attention from the Lord’s wife. She attempts to seduce the ever pious Knight. Gawain, minding his promise and his tenets, only allows her six kisses over the course of the three days. All of which he returns to the Lord. But seeing as she can’t sway him with the sins of the flesh, she tempts Gawain with magic. The same day she convinces Gawain to receive three kisses she offers him an enchanted sash that will keep him from harm. Gawain accepts this knowing it will save his life in the coming days. He breaks his promise to the Lord and does not divulge this gift.

Gawain keeps his appointment with the Green Knight who admonishes Gawain when he flinches at the first swing, holds back on his second, and finally drives home the third, only wounding Gawain slightly. Gawain now must confess his temptation to the Green Knight who tells him that it is not Gawain’s fault. This has all been a plan by Morgan le Fay to attempt to ruin Arthur. Gawain only fell to part of her plan and so it has been thwarted. He should learn from this stumble on his path. And learn he does.

Monty Python takes this tale and guts it for “the Tale of Sir Galahad” segment. Galahad is instead searching for the Grail when he stumbles upon a mystical castle with a grail shaped beacon. His temptress(es) are the “8 scores” of young women of Castle Anthrax. He too enters the castle sick from exposure and wounded and thwarts unwanted advances until he learns that the grail is not there. Before he can fall to his temptation Lancelot, Ector, and ironically Gawain rescue him from his “peril” judging it to be “too perilous” for him to face. (It is really important to note that the actual Sir Galahad in Arthurian Legend doesn’t have a story that even resembles this one. Galahad is supposed to be an emulation of good ol’ Jesus Christ and the perfect chivalric Knight. He literally ascends to heaven in his tale. The only reason Gawain’s Tale is used is because it is the perfect setting to test “Sir Galahad the Pure” as long as you fudge a few details.)

These are both humorous stories with happy endings. It is important that Marius’s story is not.

Marius is searching for the Grail much like Sir Galahad in Monty Python and the Holy Grail (a parallel Mikey brings up often by singing “Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave Sir Robin Marius”). 

Like both Gawain and Galahad his quest leads him on a lengthy adventure that causes him to suffer from exposure to the elements. A fate he is saved from by a mystical castle that appears out of nowhere. 

Much like Gawain and Galahad, this Castle is the home of a seductress. 

And all too much like Sir Gawain, the Lord of this Castle is away on a hunting expedition. 

But here is where Sir Gawain, Sir Galahad, and Sir Marius’s stories diverge. Because Marius’s story partially is a story of sexual assault. 

We see in the ritual that Marius’s “head is filled with exhaustion, wine, and a strange perfume that feels almost magical in its enchantment” (Nikkie’s narration, 2:32:00, Chapter 17). There’s literally no other way to say this, Marius cannot consent to the acts about to take place in The Red Duchess’s bedchamber. He is too sick, too drunk, and, on top of it, literally charmed. 

His affliction is also another facet of this assault. While his transformation is not a direct result or part of the sex act, it follows quickly on the heels of it. Nikkie even notes Marius is still naked and that the shame of what has just happened is beginning to bubble up.

(Now this is where I get into the dubious psycho-analysis)

Perhaps attempting to swallow that shame, he accepts the Faux Grail and drinks from it, not questioning the appearance of the so-called Grail of Dawn. If he can just get through this night he can bring it back to Victor and all will be righted. He can live with the shame if it saves his kingdom. 

But that isn’t the Grail of Dawn he is drinking from and the woman who has just taken something irreplaceable from him is not just a beautiful woman looking for the comforts of the flesh on a cold, lonely winter’s night. And he is going through something so much more horrible than being assaulted like he has been.

And so he ends up back in the cold, irrevocably changed through no fault of his own, and he hates himself for it.

It’s heartbreakingly common that Sexual Assault survivors blame themselves for being assaulted. Marius’s conviction that he was at fault, that if only he was stronger, smarter, less feeble, he could have found a way to say no. He could have escaped her clutches. He wouldn’t be a Dhampir. He wouldn’t be haunted by her noxious perfume. He would still have his clear connection to Lathander. 

None of it is really his fault. The Duchess took advantage of him. There was truly nothing he could have done to change his fate that night.

At this point I am trying to articulate some of the things @middycat_ @zer09851 and @purpledinosaurdnd were talking about here https://discord.com/channels/223485292449890305/892828741900849182/1182483200505815153 

I think I want to jump into my High Inquisitor thoughts because they tie so closely with the novel I wrote above. This section is admittedly a little more scatterbrained. 

The High Inquisitor is a perfect example of both Marius’s self loathing and the way abusers seemingly can sniff out who has been abused before. From the second we meet her she singles Marius out. While yes, Marius is the most “normal” out of the EoM cast, Jericho is a MUCH easier target. He is touch starved and his sin is literally Envy. Jericho would have bent immediately at the first hints of affection and then she has an actual demon under her control. But Marius, though a tougher catch, is a much tastier meal so to say. (Not in that way you freaks /j) 

By answering to the High Inquisitor’s beckoning is how we end up with Marius as the Crimson Abbot. His self hatred would make him spiral and he’d turn to his Wrath to compensate. We’ve seen it before, especially recently when he thinks Lathander has abandoned him. He gives in because it's so much easier. She wants me? Fine. Let her have me in all of my broken glory. I’m too wrong to serve Lathander. Etc etc. 

Man, I wish I could string these thoughts together better.

AHA! This was the thought I had that I felt needed more context! 

@middycat_ brought up “hoping beyond hope that it’s not lathander’s choice to leave him”

I think the severed connection between him and Lathander is both a subconscious self-sabotage and a direct result of the ritual binding him to The Red Duchess. 

Most of the binding rituals I was pretty comfortable with. Lethica, Briggsy, Farryn, and somewhat Yorgrim were simply binding themselves to their gods/patrons. (I’m still not entirely sure what the Maiden of the Mists' whole deal is about but she seems mostly benevolent for now. Mr Crossroads didn’t really make Briggsy that way, he kinda was a bastard from the start. The zombification was a result of “fuck around and find out”). The ones I felt least comfortable with and that are reaping the most consequences are Jericho and Marius. Jericho’s character analysis is another similarly sized tome that will have to wait but he is having a harder and harder time keeping Virgil in check. Marius has bound himself to the woman that literally raped him. 

No wonder Lathander has found it hard to commune with him, The Duchess is practically breathing down his neck, whispering in his ear that he is not worthy of Lathander. He has been debased, ruined, made unloveable in the eyes of that god. And at least up until Chapter 22 he has been pushing back against that. Not any longer. He’s given in. As @middycat_ said “he’s a tired old man, a jaded old soldier who should have long since given up this fight to someone else.” 

I am afraid we are about to see the beginnings of the Crimson Abbot

And the only thing that can save Marius are his friends.

But I am also afraid they may not learn their lessons in time. Many of them tried to encourage him to fuck or made fun of him for not fucking the High Inquisitor when he was clearly triggered by something. 

Jericho will have to quash his envy. 

Briggsy and Farryn will have to admit they were wrong.

Lethica and Yorgrim will have to speak up.

Inaction hurts as much as action

And Marius needs all the help he can get.

[If you stuck this out A) you deserve awards and B) check out my other 2k word research essay on a niche topic: Why Ghouls Look Different Across the Fallout Games (Not because of Stylistic Differences) ]

This is fucking insane but here are the sources i used

Sir Gawain

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sir_Gawain_and_the_Green_Knight https://www.yorku.ca/inpar/sggk_neilson.pdf (Translation PDF if you want to read the tale)

Sir Galahad

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Galahad (for the one time i reference his actual arthurian legend)

Monty Python (I really can’t believe I cited this)

https://montycasinos.com/montypython/grailmm2.php.html (This is a script I was quoting from) https://montypython.fandom.com/wiki/Sir_Galahad (I was looking for other info on him in the movie but ended pulling the list of knights from this)

Pretty basic article on why victims blame themselves

https://www.throughthewoodstherapy.com/sexual-assault-survivors-blame/ (In case you want to do some light reading)

EoM Episodes

17 + 22 Definitely Anytime the High Inquisitor shows up

[cod-dump]

Help I am at "zoo animals during covid" level desperate for interaction.

How about a blorbo of horangi and kronig in Skyrim. Their equipment, factions/guilds They're in, companions (favorite place to do it 👀) etc

Please?

Skyrim fixation grabbing me by the throat

___

Horangi is a mixed race werewolf (who was born in Cyrodiil to a Imperial mother but was raised in Skyrim) was with the Companions for a short period but left because he had conflicting views with them. He later realizes he very much agrees with what they do but he's made his choice. So now he's the friendly werewolf that eats bandits and does deeds and quests for people for little to no fee.

Horangi usually relies on his beast form but is good with his hands and a dagger if needed. Tends to not wear armor but if he has to he wears leather armor. He sells a lot of leftover meat, hides, and whatever from his kills. It isn't uncommon for him to provide struggling families with venison.

Horangi lives in the woods, doesn't like going into inns or renting rooms. He is very much at home in the wilderness and has a pack of ice wolves that follow him around. He loves them to pieces and has put collars on them to try to show people that they mean no harm. Each wolf has a name, and three are pups that Horangi helped raise himself. Has killed a hunter for killing one of the wolves, which lead to him putting collars on them to try and protect them.

Tends to not seek much companionship from others and is content with the wolves being his friends. Though he has gone into inns when lonely and sneaked off with men and women to satisfy his more carnal needs. Has seduced a Thalmor before and fucking loves to bring it whenever he can. Horangi worships Hircine and has a very personal relationship with the Daedric Lord. He believes Hircine gave him the gift to be his true self, to live as both man and beast, and is forever grateful.

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Konig is a Nord, born and raised in Skyrim and is proud of it (though that pride has dwindled drastically due to recent events). Unfortunately was raised by more traditional Nords in Windhelm and ended up joining the Stormcloaks when he was old enough to defend his family's farm. Served as a soldier for years, Talos being the name he has said more than any other. Wears Stormcloak armor and swings a steel warhammer (though is pretty good with any weapon he can get his hands on).

Despite it being drilled into his mind since a young age, Konig doesn't try discriminate against other races. Has stuck up for any elves being roughed by Nords in Windhelm and has knocked many assholes clean on their ass with one well placed punch. When Konig is not serving, he keeps to himself on his family's farm (which is now empty). He is the last of his family's name and hasn't ever had the urge to settle down and have children. His grew up with a very abusive family and swears that he will turn out just like them if he had children.

Konig has offered shelter to many travelers of all races and factions. He fixed up a hold shed to be a extra bed for whoever needs it. Konig has hidden thieves at his farm, runaways of all ages, refugees, and even a vampire or two who needed to escape the sunlight. If someone is in need he's quick to come to their aid.

_

One storm, worse than what Konig had seen in a long time, blew into the Pale. Konig stood vigilant, knowing that this storm might bring someone needing shelter. And low and behold, a man came knocking. He had short, pointed ears and a pale complexion, something Konig hasn't seen before. And his eyes... they had a wild look in them.

"Sorry to bother you, sir. I normally don't do this but this storm is much more than what I am prepared to deal with-"

Konig didn't let the man say much more before he brought him inside. The man didn't get straight to thanking him.

"I have... companions who are also in need of shelter."

"Bring them in."

"You say that now but-"

"Lad, this storm could kill. Bring them in and let them warm up."

The man blinked before he opened the door and called out to his companions. Konig was stunned by a pack of eight wolves come bounding into his home. One particular small pup was scooped up by the stranger, and Konig noticed it had a collar on it. That all of them had collars.

"I was unaware that your companions were..."

"Wolves?"

"... Fluffy."

The stranger snorts and Konig cleared his throat before he grabbed a pelt to give to the man. The man settled in front of the hearth, surrounded by wolves and a pup in his lap. Konig couldn't help but notice how he checked on each wolf, checking their paws for any cuts that the ice might have caused and making sure there was no frostbite on their ears.

"We'll leave once the storm lifts."

"There is no rush, friend."

Truth be told Konig looked forward to any and all guests that came to his farm seeking shelter. He felt lonely but had a hard time reaching out for companionship. He always tried to not bother his guests but this stranger was not like the others. Never has a man treated his furry companions with such care, not like one would show a pet.

"How does one come to being adopted by a pack of wolves?"

The stranger was resting his head on one of the sleeping wolves, pup nestled against his chest with the pelt over top.

"Well... I guess you could say they view me as family."

Konig nods, "You're a werewolf."

The stranger chokes and sits up quickly, the pup making noise at being disturbed, "N-No-"

"Your connection to nature means nothing, friend. I can tell you're a good man who surrounds himself with good company."

The man breathes out in relief, settling back against his wolf companion, who was perked up and alert after his sudden movement. They stayed silent for a few hours before the stranger finally spoke.

"So... I'm Hong-Jin... and you are?"

Konig stared at the man before speaking, "Klaus..."

Then they started talking. Hong-Jim had first brought up how he normally doesn't try to intrude into people's homes but didn't have a choice with the storm. That lead them to just talking about anything and everything. Adventures they've been on (Konig did his best to avoid the topic of his service), their life stories, their companions (Konig brought this up to learn more about Hong-Jin’s wolves), and everything else they could think of.

They talked through the storm and then slept once it lifted. Konig tried to offer Hong-Jin food but the man waved him off and said he would be fine. Then he gave thanks to Konig and left. And Konig couldn't help but feel loneliness at his departure. Konig would go back to his self isolation, only venturing out to the city to buy necessities before returning home.

One trip he returned to a familiar face sitting outside his home. Wolves laid about and one pup grown but still visibly smaller than the rest. Hong-Jim smiles and stood from the ground. Konig was speechless, he had never had someone return.

"I was passing through and thought I would say hello."

Konig stared before he spoke, "Hello."

Hong-Jin laughs and Konig reached up and pulled his hood down as far as he could to hide his embarrassment at the dumb response. He peeked out from the shadows of the hood.

"I brought gifts!"

Hong-Jin pulled out a bag and Konig would see that it was full of trinkets. Konig watches as the man goes to pull out a strange looking ring, mouth acting before he could even stop it.

"Would you like to come in?"

Hong-Jin looks up, stares in his eyes.

"Yes."

Konig would find himself less lonely since Hong-Jin’s arrival. He never planned on having children, but one of the wolves had a litter of pups and fatherhood was sprung upon him. But he gladly faced the challenge. And the farm was no longer lonely or full of bad memories like it once was. Not now that Hong-Jin and the wolves were here.

[levi-supreme]

Yes, Mr Ackerman

Characters: CEO!Levi x Secretary fem!reader

Genre: Modern!au

Warnings: Not sfw, minors and ageless blogs dni.

Dark content ahead!!! Mean dom!Levi. Reader insert (y/n). Power imbalance/power play (Levi is reader's superior). Degradation/name-calling. Impact play. Slight dacryphilia. Stripping of clothing. Slight humiliation, dumbification, and begging. Use of the words 'master', 'pet', and 'pup'. Slight restraints (tied wrists). Oral sex (male receiving). Some praising. Levi becomes softer afterwards. Unprotected sex. Levi hits you from the rear while you watch yourself in the mirror.

Word count: 3.3k

A/N: Here's my one contribution to Kinktober 2022 oops!!! Please read this little thirst drabble before reading this!! Also, istg I probably will never write such kinks and darker content again, so enjoy while you can haha.

[211022] Cross posted to AO3!! Read it on AO3 here.

You knew you were going to get it good when you chose to wear this figure-hugging dress to work today. You knew you were in for some punishment for flaunting your body in front of him like that. You knew the consequences of seducing your superior, yet you decided to went on ahead with it anyway. You knew your superior was a man of his words, and Levi Ackerman was a man of his words indeed.

The rough kissing earlier stole all your breath away, the harshness of his hold on you fuelled your want and need for him instead. With your dress bunched up by your waist and your hands pressed on his glass dining table, your ass was high in the air as Levi admired your beauty from behind.

"I want you to look at yourself as you get fucked, you dirty little slut," was all Levi said as he pulled you up by your hair like a master holding his pet dog by the leash. Your mouth stammered, words unable to be formed. Levi pulled your hair harder and you yelped in pain.

"Y-yes, Mr Ackerman!" You answered breathlessly, feeling a tingle down your spine and a weird twist of excitement forming in your belly. Levi harshly pulled your panties down to your ankles, using two fingers to pick up your sleek.

"What a fucking slut, so wet for me when I haven't even done anything."

"Mr Ack—" a resounding smack! echoed across the room, your ass cheeks painfully stinging.

"I don't remember giving you permission to open your mouth, filthy girl." Levi's hand squeezed your reddened ass cheek before slapping it again, your knees nearly giving out from the force.

"What would others say if they see MY secretary dressing like a common whore, hmm?" Levi gave your ass another slap, causing you to bite your lip and wince in silence, "who are you trying to seduce? Erwin Smith from the accounting department? Mike Zacharias from HR? Or that bearded Zeke Jaeger in IT?" Levi slapped your ass again and you let out a cry, tears threatening to fall.

"N-no! Mr Ackerman, I-I wasn't trying—"

"Then own up. Who were you trying to seduce?" Levi pulled you up by your hair again, forcing you to arch your back. Your voice was stuck at your throat. Levi growled and spoke close to your ear once more, staring at your teary face from your reflection in the mirror.

"Who did you want to seduce?"

"Y-you, Mr Ackerman," you answered, fear and thrill bubbling in your gut. You knew better than to lie to your CEO. You would rather hear him shame you for being truthful than to punish you for lying. "I-I wanted t-to seduce you, sir." Levi kept quiet for a while.

"Hmm, for me?" Levi stroked your cheek with a sinister grin, wiping some of your tears away. "Did my pretty secretary dress up like a slut to seduce me?" Levi returned to his office desk, pushing over his leather chair. Sitting back down, Levi ordered you to turn around, and you obeyed.

"Strip." Levi simply said, right leg crossed above the other as he leaned back on his chair, folding his arms across his muscular chest. You thought you heard Levi wrongly.

"... Mr Ackerman, sir?"

"I said strip. Do you need to be told twice?" Levi frowned as he leaned forward, a look of displeasure on his face. You nervously gulped before reaching your hands to the back, gingerly pulling down your zipper and letting your dress pool by your ankles. You looked at Levi's polished leather shoes, feeling utterly embarrassed and humiliated standing in front of him almost bare except for your bra still protecting the little amount of modesty you had left. You tried to cover yourself up with your arms, but it was just a pointless attempt. Levi still look unsatisfied.

"Take off the bra."

"Mr A-Ackerman?" You looked up at your CEO at a loss for words. You toyed with your fingers, digging your nails into your palm. Pleading silently with your eyes, your lower lip quivered when Levi spoke, tears threatening to spill.

"Are you disobeying orders now? I said, take off the bra." Levi's voice dropped an octave lower and you hurriedly reached back to your bra, unclasping it and dropping it on the floor. Now completely bare, you desperately wanted to hide somewhere, the shame and humiliation consuming you whole. You're naked and fully under Levi's control, the cold air from the aircon reminding you of your situation, the queasy feeling in your stomach and the wild beating of your heart making everything worse. Levi smirked and took a good look at you from head to toe, as though he was admiring a painting up for sale.

"Now, you need to be punished for prancing around my office building in such sexy clothing, don't you think?" You dumbly nodded, afraid of ruffling his feathers.

"Answer me."

"Y-yes, Mr Ackerman." A tear escaped your eye. Levi smiled, although it didn't reach his eyes at all.

"Naughty girls should be punished, am I correct?" Levi remained on his chair as he signalled you to turn around using his finger, gesturing for you to bend forward and lean on the glass table once more.

"Yes, Mr Ackerman."

"So, how should I punish you, hmm?" Levi rolled himself forward in his chair, looking at your reflection in the mirror. Your expression blank, gazing at Levi through the mirror. You knew the correct answer was to let him do whatever he wanted with you. At work, you took orders from Levi well, executing your role as his secretary perfectly. Now, you were a mere play thing for him and even though you were afraid of what's to come, heat blossomed throughout your body at the idea of being Levi's toy. Thrilled, even, when you imagined him manhandling you, forcing you into submission. The lingering sting on your ass cheeks was only the appetiser. Maybe you were meant to be obedient and to take orders from him and him only.

"Punish me however you like, Mr Ackerman," your voice sounded stronger with conviction, your eyes still looking straight at Levi through the mirror. This time, Levi smiled a genuine smile, laugh lines appearing on his face.

"What a horny slut, waiting to be punished like the naughty girl you are." With that, Levi made you seat on the glass table while he went looking for his necktie. Walking back to you with the black tie in his hand, Levi grabbed your hands behind your back and tied your wrists together. You shivered, unsure from the cold or from fear, or maybe it was from the excitement of not knowing what to expect.

Facing you, Levi unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, pulling down his black boxer briefs to reveal his erect cock standing proudly. A weird sense of pride erupted in you as you saw him stroking himself, pleased to know you were the one who made him like this. You licked your lips and this gesture didn't go unmissed by Levi who towered over you.

"Oh? Is my little pet hungry for her master's cock?" Levi stood before you and harshly shoved your mouth down on him without warning, grabbing fistfuls of your hair as he guided you on his cock, revelling in the warmth of your mouth around him. Levi closed his eyes and let out a satisfied moan, now using one hand to stroke your cheek while the other hand still had control over your head.

"You're mine, understand?"

It was hard for you to breathe, your saliva was dripping from the corner of your mouth yet you could not clean it up. Levi was moving you faster than you liked and you could not keep up. Moaning and choking on your spit and Levi's length in you, you tried to hint him, beg him to slow down, to show you mercy. Tears started forming in your eyes once more and you looked up at Levi while groaning and sobbing, hoping he would take pity on you and let you breathe.

As Levi continued shoving you harshly down on him, you gagged and started coughing. Levi's eyes flew open and stared down at you teary-eyed and drooling.

"Look at you, so utterly messy. Am I going too fast?" Levi's words were harsh, yet the way he held onto your cheek and caressed your skin was gentle, as though he was really worried about hurting you. You didn't dare reply, staying silent and letting Levi wipe your tears. Levi took a piece of tissue from his glass table and wiped your drool, throwing it on the ground.

"You look so pretty like this, little pet, makes me feel sorry for treating you so harshly." Levi bent down and kissed your forehead while you nearly melted under his touch. Just a while ago he was like a feral beast dominating over you, and now he's being so kind. He was so confusing. Does he really mean it or... "Do you want me to go slower?"

There was a tone of mocking in Levi's question which you caught on immediately. You looked back up at Levi wide-eyed, shaking your head.

"N-no, Mr Ackerman sir, I've been naughty, and I d-deserve to be punished." You replied, feeling his warm hand gently caressing your cheek once more. Levi looked at you before you noticed his frown slightly falter, his gaze on you somehow becoming kinder. Instead of harshly shoving your throat on his length, Levi cupped your head and guided you slowly, allowing you to use your tongue to gently lick the underside of his shaft and grazing the top with your teeth.

"I think you've gotten the punishment you deserve already, pretty thing." As you slowly went down on Levi's cock, he closed his eyes and gasped in pleasure, hot breaths escaping his luscious lips as you licked and sucked. It pleased you to see him enjoying himself with just your tongue. You wanted to make him happy, wanted to hear him praise you for doing good. You wanted him to reward you for listening to him well, you wanted more than just tasting his cock in your mouth. You closed your eyes as you sucked on his tip, hearing him grunt and feeling his knees buckle when you slid your tongue over his slit.

"Mmm, Mr Ackerman," you hummed in delight as you continued licking his shaft like a lollipop, "do you like it when I do this?" You teased him by sucking his tip again, watching him bite his lip and trying to control his moans.

"Tell me sir, do you feel good?" You licked the underside of his tip, watching Levi's face screw up with pleasure. Levi's grip on your head was slacking, his head thrown back and his knees about to give way.

"F-fuck, yes! Right th—" Levi let out a particularly loud moan when you sucked on his tip before going back down his length again. You groaned and licked the pearly beads of precum, saliva dripping past your lips.

"I want to make you feel good, Mr Ackerman, please?" You looked up at him once more with your hollowed cheeks and puffy lips, your eyes slightly reddened from your tears earlier and your perspiration casting a faint glow on your skin. Levi looked down at you and nearly came at the sight of you looking so pitiful yet beautiful while his cock was deep in your throat. Levi didn't say anything; he just supported your head down on his length, letting you take your time. You purred happily, contented with his gentler touches and slower pace.

"Fuck! Faster, mhmm, fuck, go fast—" Levi's breathing started becoming erratic, his hip thrusting into your aching jaw. You gladly complied and sucked on his length faster, not forgetting to make lewd noises every time your nose reached his neatly trimmed pubic hairs. "Yes—ahhhh, y-yes! Fuck yes! Shit, th—" inaudible words left Levi's lips as a final thrust in your mouth made him weak, holding your head down on his cock as hot semen flowed down your throat. You closed your eyes and hummed, savouring the taste of his slightly sweet semen.

Even after Levi emptied his load into you and you felt his cock slightly soften, you dared not move. Your jaw hung loose as Levi stepped away from you, looking at your dishevelled look. Some of Levi's cum was still in your mouth, you did not know if he would allow you swallow. You looked at Levi like a sad puppy being denied a treat.

"You can swallow it, my girl." At his command, you gulped down Levi's cum and looked at him expectantly, unsure of what he would do to you next. Maybe he will finally shove his cock into your aching and soaked pussy.

"Tch. You take my orders well, but you take my cock even better. What a good girl." Levi got you to stand up, seeing a tiny pool of sleek gathered on the spot where you were seating earlier. Levi smiled at you once more, fingers toying with your soaked entrance. You winced at the sudden intrusion, biting your lips in order to stop yourself from moaning.

"Does my good girl want her reward for taking her CEO's cock so well, hmm?" Once more, you dare not answer. Levi was knuckle-deep into your cunt, pumping his digits and enjoying the sound of your squelching noises and soft whimpering. "Go on, answer me. Do you want your reward?"

You shyly looked up at Levi, face hot from the close contact and the caring soft tone Levi was using towards you. You were getting lost in Levi's eyes the more you stared, you felt yourself falling for Levi. Were they feelings of admiration, or out of fear? You were confused, you didn't know how to answer him. Levi swiped your messy hair to a side, kissing you hard and fast with his fingers plunged deep in you. Using his free hand to tug your hair once more, Levi's kisses started getting more aggressive as time passed, latching on your neck to leave his bite marks.

"Tell me now, before I change my mind." You stuttered, not wanting to anger him once more.

"Yes, Mr Ackerman. P-please," you begged, feeling Levi's grip on your hair loosen. Levi reached back and untied his necktie, massaging your wrists and gently blowing on them.

"Good girl. Lean on the table. Don't forget what I told you earlier." You nodded, leaning on the table with your hands supporting your weight as you stuck your ass high up in the air, level with Levi's groin.

"I want you to look at yourself as you get fucked, you dirty little slut," Levi's words from the very start echoed in your mind. Levi stroked himself until his cock was standing at attention again before plunging straight into your soaking cunt without warning, letting out a loud groan when he was fully in you.

"So fucking wet for me, sucking my cock in so snugly," Levi gasped as he squeezed your ass cheeks, slapping them and admiring the reddened palm prints. You wanted to cry out loud at how fantastic you felt, and how submissive you looked right now with Levi holding on to your hips and controlling your every move while you stared helplessly at your own reflection in the mirror.

Levi continued ramming himself balls deep into your soaking cunt, kneading and slapping the meat of your thighs and ass, grunting and breathing out loud in pleasure. Your breasts jiggled with Levi's every move and your back arched with every thrust. The large office felt a few degrees hotter and your mind was starting to lose control.

"M-Mr Ackerman, s-sir," you whined, looking at him through the mirror. Levi paid no attention to you as he fingered your clit, driving your senses crazy and your blood pumping in your veins. Levi threw his unbuttoned shirt away, leaning forward on your sweaty back. Roughly grabbing and massaging your breast, you licked your lips once more, feeling your orgasm about to come soon. The sound of skin slapping skin was music to your ears, fuelling your dirty desire to cum on your CEO's cock.

"Mr A-Ackerman, I-I'm—" you tried getting his attention once more. You wanted, no, needed his permission to cum, to feel good, to cry out loud, to hear his praises. "S-sir," you begged, desperately asking for Levi's attention, whimpering and crying for permission. Levi stared at you from the mirror, knowing what you wanted and needed.

"Go on, cum for me, my little bitch." Levi's eyes were locked onto yours as he spoke close to your ear once more, feeling the goosebumps dance across your skin. At his command, your entire body vibrated and your pussy contracted on Levi hard, soon drawing long pants from Levi. Levi rammed harder into you while you were still enjoying the euphoria from your orgasm and he grabbed onto your hips, feeling himself ejaculate into your warm cavern. You moaned in pleasure, contented to feel Levi's warm cum filling your hole.

Pulling himself out of you, you quickly plugged your fingers into your cum-filled entrance, not wanting to dirty Levi's expensive carpeted floor. Dry cleaning would cost too much, and people might question the reason why. Levi cocked his eyebrow at your response, grinning as he shoved a few pieces of tissue into your hands.

"Here, clean yourself up, y/n," you nearly fell on your knees hearing Levi calling your name so casually. He never called you by your name before, it was always by your surname, or calling you 'brat'. You gladly accepted the tissues, carefully wiping yourself clean. You looked at your mixed juices on the tissue and sighed dejectedly, a little disappointed that Levi's cum had to go to waste.

"Is my little pup disappointed that her hole isn't filled?" Levi smirked, zipping up his pants after cleaning himself up. Levi walked over to a closet on the other side of his office and took out a light grey button shirt, putting it on while you collected the discarded pieces of tissue to throw them into the bin. You felt a slight embarrassment creeping up on you, not wanting to admit that whatever Levi said was right.

"You had your fill just now, haven't you? Your pretty mouth took everything in." Levi passed you your clothes and undergarments and went back to his chair, clearing his emails as though whatever happened earlier didn't occur at all. You quickly put on your clothes.

"Yes, Mr Ackerman." You replied in a tiny voice, unsure of how everything was going to be from now on. You've heard lots of stories of secretaries hooking up with their bosses, and you've also heard a fair share of them getting sacked out of a sudden. You did not know what your fate will be under the hands of Levi Ackerman. Levi suddenly took out a black card from his leather wallet and passed it to you and you took it with shaky hands.

"Get my blazer and shirt dry cleaned. I want them back here tomorrow."

"Yes, Mr Ackerman." You picked up the two articles of clothing he mentioned, walking back to his desk awaiting further instructions. Levi stood up and walked over to you, yanking his blazer out of your hands to wrap them around your shoulders.

"Go get yourself some new dresses, brat. I don't want my woman to be walking around my building looking like a slut." Levi nonchalantly walked back to his seat, paying no attention to you once more. 'My woman', you thought to yourself, a little smile appearing on your face.

"Yes, Mr Ackerman." You resisted the urge to giggle and instead, turned around and left Levi's office clutching his blazer and taking a sniff of his sweaty shirt. Maybe something good might come out from hooking up with your boss after all.

A/N: When I say I need to touch grass after writing this, I REALLY need to touch grass and drink water lol.

I hope you all liked this one!!! This is my second attempt in writing dark content and omg, istg I'll never write it ever again 🏃‍♀️ 🏃‍♀️ 🏃‍♀️ let me know how you all think of this!!

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