#work is making it harder to write i wanna cry

[baronessblixen]

The Best Christmas Yet

Prompts: Eight Nights of Mulder, day 7: latkes / potatoes X-Mas Files Challenge: best Christmas ever

Summary: Post "HTGSC": Mulder is reluctant to join Scully at her mother's for Christmas for many reasons - until he realizes that everyone is happy he's there. (fluff, wc: 1,320)

Tagging @today-in-fic @eightnightsofmulder

If he's honest - and he can be in the safety of the dawning morning and its protecting darkness - he has to admit that he doesn't want to wake Scully. She's the cutest thing he's ever seen. Another thing he couldn't admit in the light of day.

Her hand is tucked under her cheek and she looks as if she was listening attentively before she fell asleep. Her feet are tucked into his side and he never thought he'd appreciate being kicked awake. With Scully, everything is different.

He couldn't have asked for more than this. Luring her to a haunted house, disguising his desire to spend time with her over the holidays behind a romantic ghost story, was a spur-of-the-moment thing.

When they got out of there and she drove off, he didn't blame her one bit. He blamed himself, though. Then she showed up here at his apartment. The book she got him is a nice touch. Having her here sleeping on his couch, however, is the real gift.

As much as he relishes the sight, he knows he can't let her sleep. She's due at her family soon, and he's not going to get in the way of that.

"Scully," he whispers, gently tracing his finger against her cheek. Her skin is rosy and feels warm against his own. Butterflies take flight in his stomach as he watches her nose scrunch before she blinks her eyes open.

"Did I fall asleep?" she mumbles. "What time is it?"

"Early something. I didn't want you to miss Christmas with your family." She groans and stretches, her sweater riding up and revealing milky white skin. He's trying not to stare and knows he's failing.

"I need to get going." She uses Mulder's shoulder to heave herself up from the couch, leaving him in a cloud of her scent. She smells like vanilla and cinnamon, intoxicating him.

"Are you- have you thought about it?" Before she fell asleep, she asked him to accompany her to her mother's. Like every year. And like every year he said he'd think about it, knowing well he's going to decline. That was before he woke up to a sleepy, adorable Scully on his couch, whose face is so disarming that he's no longer sure what he should do.

"It would make my mom happy," she says. "It would make me even happier," she adds quietly. He can't say no. Not when she looks like she does. Or when she looks at him like this.

"How about," he begins and he sees her face fall. "I drive you to your mother's and then when you and her still want me there-"

"Mulder," she cuts him off, exasperation in her voice that he decides to ignore.

"Then I might stay an hour or two. What do you say?"

She observes him for a long, languid moment before she says, "let's go."

The roads are empty and they get to her mother's easily. And way too quickly for Mulder to have made up his mind. He parks the car and Scully throws him a smile, sweetly asking him to help her with the gifts. There's no way he can deny her.

They make their way to Mrs. Scully's house, their arms full with gifts. He's carrying a few more so that she can ring the doorbell. He hears a happy "Fox!" and mumbles a hello as he's ushered inside.

"Put the gifts over there." Maggie Scully pushes him into what he presumes is the living room. Once he's put down the boxes, he finds himself looking at a brightly smiling Mrs. Scully. Mulder has never seen her this delighted.

"I'm so happy you've finally decided to join us for Christmas, Fox." She engulfs him in a hug so tight that he's afraid he won't be able to catch another breath. A typical Scully hug. But usually, he receives them from her daughter and after he's almost died. He prefers it like this.

"I told you," Scully says smugly once her mother lets go of him.

"I had a feeling," she says, taking his hand into hers and pulling him toward the kitchen where various pans and pots are filled with pleasantly smelling delicacies. His stomach grumbles. Neither he nor Scully have eaten in a while.

"Dana said you're half Jewish," Mrs. Scully explains. "And I asked around, wanting to make something that would show you how much we appreciate you, Fox." With every word she says, the noose around his heart tightens. "I made latkes. Now, this is the first time I made them, but I had my neighbor try one and he said if you don't show up, he'll eat every single one of them. Do you like latkes, Fox? Oh, I hope you do." The knot in his throat prevents him from speaking, so he just throws his arms around Mrs. Scully, hoping she understands what this means to him.

"He loves everything that's made from potatoes," Scully says to her mother, and both women smile at him. A feeling of warmth spreads in his stomach. It feels very much like love.

"First things first," Mrs. Scully says, clapping her hands. "We have several little children - and a few adults - who want to open their presents. Come on you two."

In the next few hours, Mulder experiences a Christmas like he never has before. People he's never met treat him like he's part of the family. When Bill Jr. shows up, he grumbles exactly three times and then his expression softens. He pats Mulder on the back, lets him hold baby Matthew, and if he's heard right, gives him his blessing. For what, Mulder can only guess.

Scully remains by his side like a shadow. She falls asleep on him once while they're waiting for dinner. When she wakes up, and he moves a strand of hair off her forehead, her smile is like the first breaths of spring after an ice-cold winter. It takes his breath away.

She brushes his cheek with a finger, wiping away an invisible piece of lint, and her touch lingers. He still feels it when he stuffs himself with latkes, unable to stop himself. He thanks Mrs. Scully profusely in between bites, making her grin from ear to ear.

"Leave some for the rest of us," someone says to the amusement of everyone. He holds his breath while Bill Jr. tries one and only lets go of it once he announces that he likes it. There's laughter and joy, happiness and love. To Mulder, it feels surreal, like a dream. He barely dares to blink, afraid that if he does, he'll wake up in his cold, dark apartment, all alone.

"You look like a deer caught in the headlights." Scully is leaning against him and has her face tipped up. She's smaller than either of them is used to without her heels.

"Not to be pathetic," Mulder says, "but this might be the best Christmas I've ever had."

"Does that mean I won't have to talk you into this next year?" When she laughs, he feels it vibrate through his own body. Her eyes are sparkling and he's sure it's from the mulled wine they've had. He feels the effect of the alcohol, too, and can't stop glancing at her berry-red lips that are so deliciously inviting.

"You're going to get sick of me."

"Hmm, not gonna happen." She wobbles and he puts his hands on her waist to steady her. "I like having you here."

"I like being here."

"Then it's settled," she says, sighing. She turns in his arms, looking up at him. Should he dare? Should he try and make this night perfect?

"I wish there were mistletoe here," he whispers.

"Just pretend there is." Their mouths meet in the middle and Mulder thinks he hears music and cheering while he kisses her, his tongue tangling with hers.

[crybaby-bkg]

so frustrated bc I always get the worse writers block whenever I’m pmsing bc I keep convincing myself that my writing is shit and no one’s gonna like it so I don’t write it and then regret it bc when I DO wanna write it I forget the premise of it and akdhdkdjd

so so so so so so frustrating and annoying and I yam So Tired of it all

[zeroreasonstocare]

Making You a Mommy

Cont: Choso x fem!reader, breeding kink, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it 😉), praise kink (duhh), no plot just smut, use of “pretty” and “baby” for reader, aftercare mentions, pussy-drunk Choso!! mentions of “making you a mommy” like a lot

Word count: 593

Masterlist

A/n: this is NOT part of my babysitter au, I just remembered that I could write smut lolll. I wrote this at 3 AM so don’t judge too hard </3

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“Fuck, pretty, you’re sucking me in,” Choso groans as he thrusts into you. You’re spread out and laid on your back in missionary, legs wrapped around his waist to pull him closer. “Think she wants me to stay forever.” He smiles and whispers through another groan, referring to your pussy as “she”.

“Choso, fuck- right there!” You whine and wrap your arms around his neck as he peppers kisses onto your neck.

“Yeah? Feels good?” He thrusts harder into you and holds himself up, seeking your praise as he continually hits your sweet spot.

“So fucking good, Cho, it’s so good!”

Your praise goes to his brain and dick as he keeps pounding into your sweet little hole, his hands no longer holding himself up as he gropes your plump breasts and imagines them even fuller as his breeding side takes over and he imagines you pregnant with his babies.

“Yeah, you love it, huh? Love it when I pump you so full?” He seeks more of your praise, knowing the filthy words are only working you up more.

“Yes! Cho, I- fuuuck, I fucking love it, Cho!”

“Gonna cum again f’me? Gonna make a mess?”

“Yes- fuck! I’m gonna cum again, just keep going!” You whine and pull him impossibly closer.

As your nth orgasm hits, your body goes rigid and a silent cry seems to make its way into your expression as he keeps up his relentless pussy-drunk pace.

“You’re so tight, so perfect, pretty,” he groans into your ear and nibbles at your earlobe.

His praise affects you the same yours does to him. You clench tighter around him and your eyes practically have hearts in them as you look at him and his pussy-drunk expression.

“So so pretty, baby,” he whispers and kisses you, sloppily twisting his tongue with yours only to pull away and pant as he thrusts impossibly harder.

“Gonna cum again, put some pretty babies into your womb. You want that? Wanna be a mommy?”

You can tell he’s just babbling to turn you both on even more, the thought of him breeding you only making you tighter around his cock.

“Fuck- yes! Yes, Cho, wanna be a mommy! Make me a mommy!” You cry into his shoulder and claw at his back.

“I’m gonna, just gimme a few more minutes, okay baby?”

“Cho, so deep, gonna cum again! Can’t cum any more!” You cry, the overstimulation causing your mind to slowly start to blank.

“I know, pretty, just let it out, I believe in you.”

His encouragement causes you to cum again and your juices only make him slide faster and deeper into you as you become somehow tighter around him. He groans and finally cums as well, fucking the seed deep into you.

“Fuuck, pretty, gonna make you a mommy, cumming so deep into you,” he groans and stills his hips reluctantly due to his own overstimulation, opting to just lay on top of you and relish in the moment with you.

You both slowly come down from your highs and he pushes your sweaty hair out of your face.

“Did so good, pretty, let’s get you cleaned up,” he whispers.

“Tired…” You whine.

“I know, baby, but we gotta get this sweat cleaned off and your juices off our thighs. I’ll run a bath so you don’t have to stand.”

“Fine…”

He chuckles as he carries you bridal style to the bathroom. He doesn’t know if he truly can make you a mommy, but he’ll be damned if he doesn’t try every time.

[radellama]

Didn't really have the time for it but I just finished s2 of Noragami with my sibling... I'll have to show them the aragoto ovas when I see them again at Christmas lol but... Wahhhhh that was my favourite anime when I was their age.....

[gigi-loveless]

please please write abby with a super heavy breeding kink and her absolutely obsessed with the idea of marking and filling up ur most private spot <3

summary/warnings - doctor!abby, breeding kink abby asf 🤤, hair pulling, feral azz sex, calling abby mommy

authors note - it’s pulsing her full name in morse code. also, i’m thinking about starting a taglist so let me know if you’d like to be added!

“c’mere pretty girl…lemme have you…”

mere moments after abby enters from the wintry city into the cozy haven of your apartment, she’s already stripped of her coat and scrubs, encapsulating you into fiery kiss. nodding into her lips with approval, she manhandles you to the couch, not even able to make it to the comfort of your bed.

and of fucking course, she had her favorite light blue strap draped off of her toned abdomen under her clothes. her eyes go wide, as she takes in all of her perfect girl.

“worst fuckin day at work….js’ wanna breed this pussy like she deserves…” abby mutters, seams bursting as she feverishly yanks your clothes off, throwing them to the side. you yelp in response, as she scrambles down your abdomen to lick a long stripe up your glistening cunt. “s’fuckin wet….were you thinkin about me pretty girl?” she coos, dabbing at your entrance with her middle finger. the whine you release in response is nearly embarrassing.

“words, angel….” the blonde girl reminds, gazing up at you with darkened eyes.

“m-mhm…yes abs!” your thighs quivering against her shoulders as she approvingly laps at your cunt, throwing your head back in pleasure.

“nuh uh…look at me. look at me or i’ll fuckin stop.”

with hooded eyes, the blur of her blue eyes shooting darts into you from below becomes your only salvation. abby’s well built hands are perched on your thighs, keeping all of you exposed to her.

“abs…gna’…gna’cum…” you wail, tugging at her cascading braid, little locks fraying out.

“wait. wanna see you cum when i fill you up.”

and with that, she kisses your forehead, pushing your dampened thighs up to your chest, perky nipples pushed together.

“fuck…missed this gorgeous pussy….” she trills, bottoming herself out without warning. the squeal that erupts from you, she’s sure awoke the neighbors. good. “atta girl…need t’ breed this cunt so bad….” the blonde utters, clamping your wrists up above your head.

“y-yes! yes! abby….abby! abby! abby!” chanting her name like a prayer, signaling the band in your stomach going taut, she flips you over with her freckled arms, pulling your hair up to meet yourself at the mirror in the corner.

“tell-augh…fuck…beg me. beg me to breed this pussy.” abby demands, the grip on your hair tightening as she unsympathetically ruts into you, your juices flowing all down your thighs, dampening the base of her harness.

“p-please…” you obey, dropping your head down in embarrassment. she quickly reacts, yanking you back up to meet the sight of her ruining your body.

“keep looking or i’ll stop…slut.” your mind is going fuzzy, pleasure taking over all of you as she scratches deep, pink lines down your back.

“please, pleasepleaseplease…please mommy….” you gurgle, abby thrusting impossibly harder at the mention of her new pet name.

“don’t worry baby…mommy’s gonna fill this cunt so fuckin full….that what you want?” she seethes, “you wanna get all swollen with my kids?”

“m-mhm!! s’close abs!!” you cry out, her nimble fingers finding your clit, rubbing in swift circles.

“cum….shit!” she yelps as you clamp around her glistening cock. “cum fr’me pretty girl….gonna get you pregnant. this is my fuckin pussy….only mine…” the grunts that enter the air signaling her incoming orgasm as well.

with a wail of “mommy”, you pulse around her thick cock, as she growls “get pregnant…get pregnant…” over and over as the band in her stomach snaps closely after you.

vision still hazy, abby carries you to the bed, laying you down and giving you as a quick peck as she disappears into the bathroom, coming back with a damp rag. seething as she presses the cold fabric to your core, the girl rubs your stomach gently.

“oh abs, you don’t have to do all that.” you giggle lazily.

“s’my job. gotta take care of my girl….shh, shh…i gotcha.”

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[rimunagenius]

I Could Die For you

ʚ pairing: Kate Martin x reader

ʚ word count: 1.2k

ʚ warnings: RPF!! , fluff, fluff, literal fluff, so much love that it’s sickening

ʚ rimunagenius speaks: to make up for that last post about emily because what the flip!! also the first Kate fic i’ve released that hasn’t been in a series!! yay! also ofc i had to write Kate to one of my favorite love songs!!💕 if you guys do not listen to this song and love it, i’m quitting writing and reporting everyone’s blog…

| Women’s Basketball Masterlist |

Something inside the cards I know is right

Don't wanna live somebody else's life

Kate was so happy. She knew her life was exactly where she wanted it to be. Cold mornings like this, wrapped in the bed sheets, both your bodies wrapped together to create the most perfect fit to a puzzle.

With your head resting on her body, your nose nuzzling perfectly into her neck, your soft snores and exhales ticking her skin and leaving goosebumps in their wake.

The way your hand rested on her chest, and the way Kate's hand rested on your waist from the way she was holding you into her body. She knew she didn't want to be anywhere else but here. Lying here, wide awake admiring you and thanking god or whoever was out there, that she was able to do this, and do it with you.

This is what I want to be

And this is what I give to you because I get it free

"Oh my god, Kate." You stood in shock in your guys' kitchen. You had a rough day at work, letting Kate know that while you sat in your office, counting down the minutes until you could come home. So when you walked through the door and wandered into the living room where Kate was watching the NBA finals, she got up to greet you and took you to the kitchen, giving you the flowers and chocolate she picked up on her way home from practice today. 

You had a new adjustments to make since leaving Iowa. Picking up your life and moving to Las Vegas with Kate when she found out she made the roster officially, after living in a hotel room during training camp. You loved her so much, and you had so much faith in the person she was and the skills she had, you knew moving across states wasn't going to be a regret you had years down the line. 

Tears welled in your eyes, the overwhelming feeling of love and appreciation radiating from the blonde who stood a few feet away. "Aw, don't cry. Why are you crying, baby?" Kate walked up to you, wrapping her arms around your neck so you buried your face into her chest. 

"Because. You do this for me just for having a bad day. Your days are full of stress with basketball, still proving yourself, and tired from your work. I don't deserve you, Kate." You were a mess. You missed a lot of things. You missed your old friends, how close your guys' family used to be, and you missed Kate while she was gone. You missed a lot of things—you've longed for those things, but you loved your life here with Kate. You two away from what you knew and grew accustomed to, to independently make what you want and need. 

You loved it but you couldn't help but long for what used to be your life sometimes. "You deserve everything. You deserve the world and more because you packed your life up just because you believed in me. This is the very least I could do for you. I will continue to show you how important you are to me and who I am. You make me better so I'm going to show you every day til I can't anymore. I love you. You work hard and you deserve to be appreciated and seen." 

That made the tears fall harder, but you looked up at Kate, and couldn't believe this was your girl. The woman you got to spend and do life with. You kissed her lips chastely, hugging her close again. You two stood there, looking at the pretty flowers and sharing some of your chocolate. 

She smiles while I do my time

It was so early in the morning. Kate waking you up for a travel day for the Aces. It was an away game to Los Angeles and you wanted to make this game so you took the days off. 

You hated getting up early, and the stress that came with traveling was truly not a great time. Kate knew it, but she loved that you were willing to do it for her.  You didn't like most things, but the look on your girlfriend's face when you watched her do the thing she loves most, play the game that gave her many of the amazing opportunities she's had, it was all worth it. 

Kate walked onto to the court, looking at you behind the Aces bench, and smiled. You already smiling right back at her. She knew that no matter how early she woke you up, or how many times she did it, you'd be there, lift her up, and cheer her on. You knew this was where you wanted to be. 

I could die for you

It was the day after Kate had won the WNBA Finals, and you two had been lying in bed since last night. You couldn't believe that she had come so far from the little girl who idolized the Iowa Hawkeyes Women's Basketball team, to a woman who's grown into the most tremendously courageous and strong woman who won her first WNBA Championship. It was so surreal. 

"You know I love you so much, right?" Kate whispered. One arm wrapped around you, pulling you close to her body, while her other hand held your thigh that lay across her hip. 

"I would hope so." You giggled softly, looking up at the blonde above you, your hand went from her chest to the side of her face, resting against her cheek. You looked into her eyes, the blue of them convincing you more by the second that they were better looking than the sky outside. 

"No, I'm serious. You are the love of my life. I would be so lost without you. I don't think I could live without you—let alone do what I've done this past year without you." Her voice wavered, you could tell her emotions still running high after the night she had last night. 

"Kate, my love." You chuckled nervously, the confession making you giddy, but also overwhelmingly more in love with Kate, if that was even possible. It brought tears to your eyes.

"You make me so happy. Just being right here, with you, is more important to me than winning another ring." 

"Oh my god Kate, stop it. You're going to make me cry. I'm so in love with you." You wiped a small tear that fell down your cheek. Kate smiled down at you, willing herself to not close her eyes and just die happy right here with you. 

"I'm so in love with you, I could die." Kate giggled softly, wiping her eyes before leaning down and kissing your lips softly. You smiled into the kiss. You smiled so hard you couldn't even kiss properly. A fit of giggles came from the both of you. 

"Ah! Kate, stop it! Oh my god, Kate!" You screamed and giggled as she left kisses and tickles everywhere she could reach, especially in your most ticklish spots. You two couldn't be anymore happier. Kate wouldn't want to be anywhere else unless you were there, under her arms or wrapped in them. 

Oh, this life I choose.

You two were just simply two girls in love and wouldn't have it any other way. 

[cheollipop]

like a dream

navi | taglist

pairing: jeong yunho x fem!reader x song mingi

w.c.: 2.7k

tags: smut, fluff, newly-established poly relationship

with only the orange hues of the lamp illuminating the room, they have you for the first time, and it feels just like a dream.

warnings: dom!yungi, sub!reader, fingering (f), unprotected sex (👎), multiple creampies, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, size kink (of course), some begging, drooling, sloppy kisses, nicknames (baby, darling, sweetheart, good girl, sweet girl), yunho's a little mean, and a tease, mingi is whipped, WHIPPED, some L bombs were dropped at the end, this is just straight up smut so don't come at me for the lack of an intro (￢_￢;)

A/N: thank you so much for the request!! this was my first time writing mingi and I enjoyed every second of it ^^ this fic made me experience every emotion known to man-- I was screaming, crying, debating with myself in the mirror, howling at the moon- ahem. anyway. happy reading!! (´ ∀ ` *)

nsfw under the cut - minors dni!! 🔞

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“Yunho, please,” you whined, voice breathy.

“What’s wrong, darling?” He whispered back.

The lamp in the corner of the living room cast warm hues over Mingi’s face, creating angular shadows under his eyes and cheekbones. His lips were parted, shallow breaths blowing against your heated skin, moving closer to press feathery kisses to your jawline. Your palm glided over his toned torso, down his chest and over his perked-up nipples to reach the prominent tent in his sweatpants. A wave of warmth rushed to your core upon hearing Mingi’s choked moan when you cupped his bulge, squeezing your palm around the outline of his cock to revel in the sound again.

Yunho pressed himself to your back, his long fingers curling deliciously into your g-spot. Your thighs shook where they straddled Mingi’s, your hips pushing back to meet Yunho’s insistent thrusts. His other hand wrapped around you to grab your jaw, twisting your face until he could meet your eyes.

“I asked you a question, didn’t I?”

You shuddered as his husky tone reverberated in your ear, closing your eyes for a few seconds to take in the pleasure his fingers were sending up your spine before he gave your head a firm shake. You blinked your eyes open, working your palm harder over Mingi’s hard length as you answered Yunho’s question.

“Want Mingi to fuck me,” you whispered. “please, Yunho, can he?”

“I don’t know, sweet girl...” a smirk tugged at Yunho’s lips and he stared at the man slumped against the backrest under you, his bottom lip drawn between his teeth and his eyebrows knitted while you gave his clothed bulge the attention he desperately wanted. Mingi looked up at the older man and tried to make sense of his words through the haze of pleasure fogging up his brain. “What do you say, Mingi? Do you think you can fit in this tight cunt?”

“Uh-huh, yeah, fuck. Please, Yunho,” Mingi looked up at the other man, his eyes teary and glazed over with lust while his cock throbbed under your palm. “She can take it. Right, jagi?”

You nodded desperately, scrambling to undo the drawstrings on Mingi’s sweatpants before tugging on the waistband. Yunho scissored his fingers inside you, once, twice, before pulling out completely and swatting your hands away, pulling down Mingi’s bottoms himself until his cock sprung out and slapped against his lower belly.

You gawked at the length, the tip red and angry, leaking translucent precum over his smooth skin.

“Intimidated?” Yunho whispered into your ear, to which you gave a slight nod. “I wanna watch Mingi fill up this pretty pussy,” he gave your clit a firm tap. “can you do that for me?”

You nodded again, sliding your folds up his length until you reached the tip, watching as Mingi held himself up by the base and helped you position yourself over him. Yunho stood back, taking in the sight of you sliding down Mingi’s cock, taking him inside your fluttering heat – inch by inch – until he was fully sheathed within your walls. It burned, but Mingi’s head rolled back against the cushion and his mouth parted to allow a hearty moan exit, the sound gravelly and erotic. His eyes were scrunched shut, the hands gripping your hips promising blossoming bruises the next day. A string of drool streamed from the corner of his mouth and down his chin, and you leaned forward to lick it off his face.

You ground your hips experimentally, Mingi’s cockhead brushing over the spot that made your eyes roll back. “Mingi-”

“Fuck, (y/n), if you move I’ll cum,” he warned, lifting his head up to gaze at you through lidded eyes. But you rolled your hips again, a sly smile playing at your lips for a few seconds as you watched Mingi struggle – his eyes fluttered shut once again and a shiver shook his body, his hands digging into your hips in a failed attempt to keep you still.

Slender fingers wrapped around your waist, warm lips pressing against the shell of your ear and Yunho’s voice took over your senses once again. “Enough, sweetheart. We’ve waited far too long for this for it to end so soon,” he muttered, pressing a tender kiss to your jawline.

You looked down at Mingi guiltily, but the eyes that stared back at you were brimming with fondness. “Come here,” he cupped the back of your neck and lowered your head to press his lips to yours, keeping them there for a few seconds before poking his tongue out to taste you. You felt the fingers holding your waist slip away and a body plop down on the couch beside you, but Mingi finally thrusted up into your aching cunt and your mind turned to jelly.

He patted your hip before squeezing it, urging you to move at your desired pace. With your hands flat against his chest, you lifted your hips until only his cockhead remained encased within your tight heat before slamming back down, swallowing the whispered string of curses Mingi expelled into your mouth. Leaning back, you cupped the side of his face, running your thumb over his plush bottom lip before slipping it into his mouth. He looked up at you through his eyelashes, grunting when you teasingly clenched around him, sensing him adjust his position.

With another squeeze to your hips, Mingi began thrusting up into you, sucking your thumb into his mouth for a few seconds before letting it go, panting heavily while relentlessly driving his cock into your sopping heat.

“How does she feel, Mingi-ah?” Yunho’s voice wavered, his hand palming over the obvious tent in his pants.

“Fucking amazing,” a groan vibrated past Mingi’s parted lips as he pumped his cock into you, angling his thrusts directly into your g-spot and occasionally licking over the pad of your thumb that was slowly straying out of his mouth, smearing saliva down the side of his face.

Yunho reached out a hand to flick your nipple, pinching it between two fingers then soothing it with gentle back-and-forth strokes of his thumb. “Mm,” he hummed. “Make sure to get her all nice and wet for me. Fill her all the way up, yeah?”

Mingi made a sound of approval and your eyes rolled to the back of your head – something about the way they talked about you as though you weren’t present made the pleasure building up in your lower belly even more mind-numbing. But when you peeked at their faces, they looked back at you with stars in their eyes, awestruck as they watched you bounce on Mingi’s cock. The succession of breathy ah’s escaping your lips, the sheen of sweat reflecting the orange hues of the lamp, the way your nails left red streaks over Mingi’s chest; your very being weaved itself into their psyche, as though you had placed a spell on them, forever tying their souls to you.

“Gonna cum,” Mingi mumbled, sliding his hand down to your drenched folds and circling two fingers around your clit.

He pulled your hips down until you were stuffed full of his cock, your body locking up as he painted your walls white, Mingi’s warmth paired with his insistent fingers over your clit sending over the edge with him. The dim room darkened further, your features contorting when your orgasm finally washed over you. Mingi’s lips pressed against yours to swallow up your broken moans, expelling his own into your mouth when you clenched around him, trapping his cock inside as it spurt out the last of his load, leaving him a twitching mess between your walls.

The kiss turned soft – the slow dancing of lips while a ballad played in your head, tender touches grazing each other’s skin while heaving chests met and parted between your bodies. You missed the hurried shuffling beside you followed by the muted thuds of clothes hitting the floor, too entranced by the plushness of Mingi’s mouth moulding against your own, his palm rubbing soothing lines over the length of your spine.

Hasty fingers gripped your hips, startling you away from Mingi’s touch as Yunho pulled you off the man and lifted your hips, disregarding the whine you emitted when cum began to seep out of your fluttering hole. He pressed his cock between your folds, sliding it through the sticky mess and groaning as his neglected cock finally got some attention. “Are you ready for me, darling?”

It took you a few seconds to process what was happening, still dazed by the force of your first orgasm. “One second,” you whispered while adjusting your position, digging your knees into the couch cushions and grabbing onto Mingi’s shoulders. The man under you held your waist, staring up at you with so much fondness it made you blush. You quickly looked back at Yunho, hoping the younger man didn’t notice the heat tinting your cheeks. “Please,” you wiggled your hips back at him.

Yunho breathed out a laugh, positioning himself at your entrance. “You’re killing me,” he muttered as he pushed in, the blend of Mingi’s cum and your arousal making the slide easy.

You slumped down against Mingi while your walls worked to accommodate Yunho’s cock, squeezing around him as he bottomed-out inside you. He bent at the waist to rest his forehead between your shoulder blades, his hot breath blowing against the slick skin. “Fuck, (y/n), I’m not gonna last,” you felt his lips move over your spine. “You have to relax, baby.”

Sucking in a deep breath, you did as he said, rocking your hips back against him experimentally, the soft moan that echoed from behind you spurring you into repeating the motion. Yunho was in heaven, the woman he’d wanted for so long was finally his – his to love, his to touch, his to hold. He ground his hips into yours, pulling out halfway before slamming back in, watching how your back tensed and relaxed as pleasure seared through your veins every time his cock split you open. You reached for Mingi, pushing your parted lips together while Yunho straightened up to watch his cock enter you.

Fingers tangled into the hair at your crown and pulled you off Mingi, pressing you flush against Yunho’s chest and securing you there with an arm around your waist. He adjusted his arm to grab a fistful of your breast, brushing his finger over the perked-up nipple while he pistoned his cock into your dripping cunt.

“I didn’t wait this long to have you so you could slobber over Mingi while I fuck you,” he growled in your ear, lifting a knee up onto the couch next to Mingi’s thigh. “Now be a good girl and show him how you’re gonna cum on my cock, yeah?”

You nodded desperately, locking eyes with the man under you while Yunho sped up his thrusts, the lewd melody of skin-on-skin resounding between the four walls. Mingi’s palms glided over your thighs, from your knees to your hips then back down, subtly squeezing the soft flesh along the way before repeating the routine. His fingers dipped between your legs, cupping your cunt to feel Yunho’s length stretching you open.

“Fuck, she’s taking you so well,” he cursed, flicking your clit with his thumb to the rhythm of Yunho’s thrusts, whining pathetically at the praise.

“Do you like it when we tell you what a good girl you are?” Yunho purred, untangling his fingers from your hair to grab your jaw. He twisted your face to look at you, leaning forward to slot his lips against yours before dipping his tongue inside to lick over the roof of your mouth. Your whimpers and moans came out muffled, Yunho’s lips pressing harshly against your own as he neared his release, his cock hammering into you until the room around you blurred. “I’ve thought about having you like this for so long, (y/n). Come on, sweetheart, give it to me,” he whispered against your lips.

Your thighs shook violently, and you would’ve fallen over Mingi if it weren’t for Yunho’s secure hold on your waist. Compared to your first high – Mingi guiding you over the edge and into a warm field of ecstasy – your second was more like a shockwave, curling your body as painful pleasure sent your nerves into overdrive, beads of sweat trickling down your temples and a blazing flush spreading over your skin. You shook in Yunho’s arms, a staccato of moans – broken and high-pitched – ripping through your chest as he continued his brutal pace, chasing his own high while elongating yours. A string of curses followed by a succession of your name sounded behind you, and warmth expanded through your belly. Grinding his hips into yours, Yunho milked himself of every last drop before finally pulling out, fixing his gaze on your core as a mix of his cum and Mingi’s streamed out of your gaping hole.

It took him a few seconds to pry his eyes off you, bringing his free arm under your thighs to lift you off the couch. Mingi moved to the side, allowing Yunho to lay you down on the cushions with your sore legs resting over the younger man’s thighs. He tugged the throw blanket off the back of the couch and covered you with it then kneeled on the floor beside you to press a kiss to your forehead. Mingi’s hands massaged your aching muscles under the fluffy blanket, a pleased hum vibrating in your chest at the gesture.

“Are you okay?” Yunho sounded nervous. “It wasn’t too much?”

You shook your head, an easy smile stretching your lips. “It was perfect,” you could hear the next question at the tip of his tongue, hesitance and worry painting his features, “I’m sure. I promise.”

The wrinkles between his eyebrows smoothed and he leaned in to place another kiss to the corner of your lips. Mingi watched from the side as the woman he was so infatuated with glanced between him and Yunho with hearts in her eyes, his chest bubbling with warmth and adoration.

“(Y/n),” he spoke, the rasp in his voice making the hair on your arms stand. “I love you.”

Your eyebrows raised and you paused for a few seconds, tears welling up in your eyes at the heartfelt confession. His eyes, so soft and loving, took in your features, down to the faintest mole painting your skin while his mouth curved into a smile that made your heart race. He didn’t seem alarmed at your sudden tears, the sparkle in his eyes glimmering brighter while he studied your face as though you were Aphrodite herself.

“I love you too,” you muttered, your bottom lip wobbling. Mingi’s hand found yours under the blanket, holding it firmly and giving your fingers a gentle squeeze. After a few seconds of wordless communication, you turned you head to the man beside you, gazing into his doe eyes that spoke aphonic words of poetry whenever they admired you, his smile colouring the world with vivid markers and crayons. “And you,” you reached your other hand to cup Yunho’s jaw. “I love you.”

You noted the subtle shaking of his bottom lip, his eyes glassy as he leaned down to pepper your face with kisses, whispered I love you’s tickling your skin as he dragged his lips from your forehead to your nose, then over your cheeks and jawline until he reached your lips. “This feels like a dream,” he whispered before tucking his face into the crook of your neck, hearing Mingi make a sound of agreement.

You giggled, carding your fingers through Yunho’s soft locks. Looking over at Mingi, his fingers rubbing comforting shapes into your skin, you wondered if it was a dream. The two men you yearned for, cried over, and thought you could never have, now surrounded you with their comforting warmth – Yunho’s steady breath blowing against your neck, his lips pressing feathery kisses to the delicate skin, and Mingi, eyes lidded with unending admiration and touch so soft it made you shiver all over.

Squeezing Mingi’s hand once more, you fluttered your eyes shut and allowed the two men to smother your senses, relaxing into the cushions as the love they so generously gave you seeped into your very soul.

“If it is… then I hope we never wake up.”

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[meo-on-prairie]

Deserve Better

Prompt: After a shitty breakup, involving a douchebag of an ex, who makes you realize he never loved you to begin with. You went to your best friends for comfort, but instead of telling you “you deserve better”, they show you the best you deserve. 

Word count: 1786

Tags: FLUFF, a tablespoon of Angst, hurt and comfort, Gojo and Getou being sweetest boys, satosugu established, satorugu x reader not yet, mention of: manipulation and love bombing.

Rambling: This is an extremely self-indulgence fic, heavily inspired by my shitty ex lmao. I just wanna be sandwich between Gojo and Getou to comfort my angry heart :((. This is a mini series, I wanna able to make this series to be compose of a bunch of stand-alone fics that merge together. This is my first time writing after a long while so… 

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“He was a pathetic liar!” you shout as soon as Suguru opens the door. Tears are streaming down your faces and you can’t seem to make them stop. The sight of your face full of anger and sorrow quite nearly broke Suguru’s heart. Oh, how he wished he could erase your pain. Not make your pain go away, no, he wanted to erase it from your life completely.

Satoru walks toward the door after hearing the loud commotion, “what did he do this time?” he said knowing exactly who was responsible for your tears. With all honesty, Satoru is only asking for your sake, if he could have it his way, violence is always the answer.

Satoru and Suguru are used to this, it’s been 2 years of this clockwork. Ever Since you start dating your pathetic boyfriend, Anthon, it been a cycle of you venting to them about your relationship problem, them telling you to break up with the fucker, and you “work it out” with the douchebag, who can only tell lies and empty promises, the next day and all is good for about 1 month. It’s the same cycle of them clearly seeing that you are being manipulated, yet unable to do anything. But then again, what can they do? They’re only your friends, nothing more even if they want to be more, and as friends, the only thing they can do is be there for you.

Anthon was your first love, your glasses were not tinted, it was dyed rose-pink. You loved him with everything you got, always there to support him mentally, emotionally, and even sometimes financially. In return, he would love-bomb you with constant, nonstop, overly cheesy affectionate words. He also made a lot of promises to you: of marriage, of spoiling you, of being a better man for you, of being faithful to you; all of which are empty and meaningless in hindsight. They’re so meaningless in fact that it led you to break-up with him 2 weeks ago.

You were tired of his empty words, so you laid down your boundary, you told him you would never want to marry someone who refuses to find a job to support themselves. His answer? “Why can’t you be nicer about these things? Your words cut deep”. Anthon was a man of nothing, he had nothing but his words, and even then he couldn't even keep them. But you loved him, so you put it all aside, all his actions, all his shortcomings, his unwillingness to change for himself; you put it all aside and waited with baited breath, surely, surely…. Surely he’ll do as he said. He never did. 

“Come in first, the night is cold, I don’t want you to get sick” Suguru ushers you through the door and into their apartment. As Suguru guided you toward their living room, Satoru went into the kitchen to grab some tissues, water, and something for you to eat your feelings away. 

As soon as your body touched the soft velvet material of their couch, you crumbled into Suguru’s arms. He pulls you in closer to his body as yours shakes and heaves, you two sit like that for what feels like an eternity as you let the tears that carry your pain and sorrows fall from your eyes. Your hands balls up Suguru’s shirt as you cry in his embrace, you try to control your sob but it only makes your body shakes harder, almost hyperventilating.

“Shhhh, take your time, let it out. I’m here… we’re here… we’re not goin’ anywhere”

“He said he loves me! He said he wanted to marry me! And not even 2 weeks after our breakup, he’s getting his dick wet and telling another girl he loves her!” you choked out in anguish, still in denial that any of this is real.

“How did you find out about that?” Satoru asked, carrying a tray full of food; after hearing your sobs, he decided that a few snacks wasn’t going to cut it. 

“Because the fucker doesn’t even have the decency to keep it private, he been posting her all over his social media!” you swipe out your phone in frustration, pulling up Anthon’s account to show your two best friends the picture of your ex and the girl sitting on his lap, kissing. 

They both make a face when you show them the picture, “gross” they said in unison as Satoru places the tray on the table and sits down on your other side.

“I’m just so angry, I can’t believe I wasted 2 years loving someone who never was truthful to me! How can I be so stupid?” your tears are boiling hot, they feel like acid on your skin.

“Hey, hey, look at me, you’re not stupid for simply loving someone.” Satoru cups your face with his hands, nudging you to face him, his thumbs gently wiping away your tears. You close your eyes and feel the warmth of his hands. It’s comforting to be held so gently.

“That’s right, don’t shame yourself for being strong enough to love someone with all you got. That’s a strength, not a weakness.” Suguru agrees, pulling a couple of tissues from the box and handing it to you. 

You take the tissues from him to wipe away the tears and blow your nose, it was getting a little hard to breathe from crying, “Thank you… It just hurt realizing that even though I loved him, he never loved me; at least, I don’t think someone who loves me would go out of their way to hurt me like this. Him posting her and rubbing it in my face not even 2 weeks later makes me feel like… I just wasn't worth loving…”

“You’re right, someone that loves you wouldn’t hurt you like he did. But that doesn’t mean you’re unlovable. To us, you’re worth all the love this world has to offer…” Suguru whispers, placing his hand on your shoulder, and he means it. God, does he mean it. Satoru can see it in his partner’s eyes, the same feelings he has.

Satoru and Suguru have loved each other deeply since they were kids, but they always feel something is missing in their relationship. When you walt into their life when they were 15 through the door call “physic group project”, they thought something was wrong with them. They still very clearly love each other, their love is still burning, but their hearts forget how to beat when you smile at them.

How can they not fall for you? You’re kind, so kind you would push aside your shyness and discomfort to help those that need it. You’re intelligent, you quite literally carried them through that physics group project. And dear god, the way you just fit perfectly into their dynamic makes them realize very quickly that they desperately want you to be a part of their life. So desperately, they couldn’t bring themselves to tell you about their feelings in fear of scaring you away from them forever.

“Tell you what? Let’s watch some true crime documentary that you like so much since you’re secretly a sociopath, maybe they’ll give you the inspiration of what to do for revenge?” Satoru said with a smirk.

“If inspiration striked you, we’ll be your executioners.” Suguru added, smiling in relief seeing that you're feeling better after letting it all out. You let out a small giggle and nod. 

Satoru turns on the TV and searches for “Unsolved” while Suguru goes to grab the three of you a blanket. When Suguru comes back with the blanket, you get comfortable cuddling between the two of them on the couch. Between Satoru’s jokes about how if he was the detective case wouldn’t have gone cold, and Suguru’s soft chuckles of ‘sure babe’ at his boyfriend’s comment,you start to feel a lot better. 

You have always felt the most at home with them. It felt natural to be with them, Satoru’s humor brings laughter into your day, Suguru’s gentleness makes you feel safe. They ground you. You’re starting to wonder why you were even with the dirtbag when you have best friends who show you how you should be treated. But before you can think more on that, drowsiness takes over you.

It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep. With how hard you were crying and the emotional turmoil you experienced, it would be more surprising if you stayed awake. Satoru looks over to the sight of your sleeping face. He squeezed Suguru’s hand he been holding behind you on the headrest of the couch.

Suguru looks over at Satoru and notices where his gaze was directed at. “I don’t want to see her like that again. She deserves all the sunshines life has got to offer, not heartbreak” Satoru whispered softly. 

“Do… you think⸻” Suguru started

“Yeah.” 

It’s a silent agreement between them. They’re done with watching you on the sideline. They’re done with seeing you in pain. They don’t want to be afraid of losing you anymore if it means they have to leave your happiness in the hands of some other dudes that’s not them. In the hands of someone that doesn’t know how to cherish it like they do. 

Suguru gives Satoru’s hand 3 long squeezes, I love you. A soft and silent affection flows between them. You always joke that they’re each other's twin flames due to how they seem to be sharing the same soul; their ideology, way of thinking, even how they feel. They’re so similar despite different personalities it’s uncanny. But they think that if they’re each other’s twin flame, then you would be their soulmate. 

They let go of each other's hands so Satoru can carry you into their guest’s room. Well, they call it that but the color and decorations they have in it are all catered to your liking, plus no one beside you ever stays the night anyway. 

Suguru opens the door to the room for Satoru. They laid you down and tucked you in. 

Suguru went into the bathroom to get a damp face towel. He softly wipes away your streaks of tears so you can sleep comfortably without feeling the stickiness from your tears. 

They closed the door as quietly as possible so they don’t wake you, not before glancing at you one last time. 

Looking at each other, eyes full of love and determination, they silently vow to each other. They’re going to make you fall, sweep you right off your feet. They’ll treat you like you’re their most prized treasure. You’ll fall for them so hard, you’ll forget you’ve ever loved anyone but them.

[naturesapphic]

Heyyyy babyyy can u write a fic of dom billie giving bratty ready a spanking an then fucking us reallll good while degrading us like the little needy whore that we are

Like we been teasing her ALL day and distracting her while she’s working so she decided to take matter into her own hands

(Mommy kink/dom etc.)

Thank you love u and ur fanfics xoxo

Distraction

Dom!billie eilish x sub!fem!reader

Warnings: smut!, Dom/sub, mommy kink, spanking, strap-on, cussing

You knew you were in for it when Billie gave you that look. You were so screwed and you were excited for it. You’ve been teasing and talking back to her all day. You wore booty shorts with no underwear and you made sure Billie knew too. Billie of course knew, she’s always very observant so she saw all the little tricks and teasing you tried to sneak in. Whenever she told you something to do you would always tell her no and to fuck off. Of course she was livid but she didn’t say anything and just did it herself, waiting for the right time to punish you later.

That’s why you are naked, in the middle of the bed, sprawled out like she had told you to. It wasn’t before long that she came back inside of the bedroom with some toys in her arms. She smirked at your shocked face and placed the toys beside you. “Get on my lap.” She demanded and you shook your head no which made her more pissed. “You still wanna be a fucking brat huh?” She seethed as she grabbed you and placed you over her lap, your bare ass in front of her.

She spanked your ass twenty times before you were crying and begging her to stop. “Awww my poor pathetic baby. Your punishment is over but if you disobey me again, I’ll edge you for a full day.” She threatened and you nodded your head fast. She smirked and laid you back on the bed. Billie stood up and grabbed a purple strap on and secured it around her waist. “Since you took your punishment so well I decided to give you a reward.” She stated and you whimpered out, giving her somewhat of an answer.

Billie went on top of your body and plunged inside of you, making you cry out. “Awww my little whore cant it huh? Well this is your fucking reward and you are gonna take it like the good slut you are.” She grunted near your ear as she pounds into you. “M-mommy…” you moan out and Billie smiles at you. “Hm yes baby?” She said in a fake innocent voice. “F-feels s-so good mommy..” you babble out as you go further into sub space. “Awwww I know my pathetic baby. Gonna absolutely ruin you.” Billie says as she pounds into you harder and faster. You whimper and close your eyes tight, feeling your orgasm approaching.

“You gonna cum already slut? Fine be a whore them. Come on cum.” She demanded as she leaned down to attack your neck with her lips. You felt your stomach clench and your legs shake as you cum hard on her strap. Billie slowly pulled out of you, watching your cum spill out of your pussy. She smiles at your fucked out state and starts the aftercare on the two of you. You may be bratty at times but she always knows how to fuck it out of you.

A/n: thank you for the request and for your support anon! I hope y’all enjoyed! I’ll be posting twice for Billie for a couple of days to get these requests out so keep an eye out for them :) remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all! :)

[sweetkiitsunez]

❞ 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - synopsis: Lucifer was distracted by his work since he wants to hear your cries ! ♡

❞ warning: nsfw content (18+) + f!sub (afab!reader) + dom!Lucifer + praising + rough sex and fingering + office sex + dacryphilia + overestimated + another round at end + public sex + nipple play

author note: hellooo~!! I apologies for the lack of posting bcs spring semester is getting a bit overwhelming for me <3 anways sorry for the lack of writing and english ♡

"c-careful..." you softly whimper. sitting on Lucifer's lap in his office at Paradise Lost. your thighs are trembling feeling his sharp black nails rubbing the lips of your pussy up and down. You are more grateful that the hospital is slowly getting busy as doctors and nurses are foucsing on their patients, healing them, execpt for lucifer...

"don't worry, I won't hurt you..." he whispers to you softly. he is trying to be gentle with you with his sharps nails, but also rough.

your panties was scattered on the floor since you decided to "test" him. how bold of you for stripping your panties in front of the fallen angel himself. he is difficult to get hard or flustered. he knows what you were doing since he decided to teach you a lesson by not distracting him. you sat on his laps as your back was laying on his chest.

Lucifer's uses his four fingers as he rubs the lips of your pussy. it feels good... you wanted more. "m...more... luci..." you softly beg him. he is picking up the speed as he rubs your pussy side by side then up and down causes your back arches, but luci held you close to him. you bit the bottom of your lip to not make any noises.

"Mhm...! ...A-Ah!" you let out a muffled moan. your eyes rolls back your skull, but you could feel your bottom lip about to bleed. curling your toes and your head is resting on between luci's neck and shoulder. lui is groping your breasts as he twisting and flickering your nipples.

"I'm gonna put my fingers in..." he whispers to you. your mind is a bit foggy, until you feel him inserting his one finger into your hole and then another fingers. Inserting his two fingers inside your hole causes you to tear up and biting your bottom lip harder making it bleed.

"don't scream unless you want to caught..." he whispers in your ears as his two fingers rubbing your insides, slowly pulling out and then back in. this is too much for you, but it feels so good... you don't want him to stop. you feel tears rolling down your cheeks. luci was fast enough to notice it as he grabbed your face. his sharp nails is piercing through your squishy teary cheeks. his venomous eyes staring at your teary eyes. he leans in as he licks your salty tears. you could feel luci is getting turned on right now. his dick is growing from his crotch. you could feel his clothed dick brushing against your bums.

luci wouldn't forget about you as he is fingering you deeper and deeper hitting your g-spot. his thumb massaging your clit causes you cry and moans more.

"I... I... ah! w-wanna come...! luci p-please... ngh... ah...!" you cried pleading him to let you come.

"come my love... come on my fingers..." he kisses your eyelids as he went back licking and tasting your salty tears.

your hands are grabbing onto luci's rolled up sleeves. you are panting and crying as your legs are twitching from this good pleasure. you love his long fingers deep inside your hole. it's hurts since his fingers are stretching your walls. luci is still piercing your teary cheeks as his eyes are still on you. he is in love with your teary eyes and cries. he knows that he is making you feel good.

you couldn't take it anymore as you feel luci's fingers is pressing your g-spot and massaging your clit in circles around and around. eventually, you let out loud cries as you squirt on luci's fingers completely coming and cover his fingers in your fluids.

"ah...ha..." you panted as you lean on his chest, but you could feel luci's fingers pulled away from your hole as your thighs is twitching from the pleasure and covered in your fluids. tears fell from your cheeks, but sudden you feel luci grabbed your face again as his eyes is looking at yours.

"we're not done yet, love..." he said. you feel his crotch raising from his pants.

"one more round, love... your tears are delicious... i wanna mess you up badly..."

after seeing your tears again rolling down your cheeks. he wants to mess you again. ♡

[babybluebex]

PLEASE nasty eddie munson !!! trying not to get caught !!! filth

writing this in a fugue state and idk what i'm really writing, i am being autopiloted by horny rn lol hope it's good cw smut MINORS DNI, degradation, slapping, squirting, creampie, everyone in this 18+ and if you aren’t you shouldn’t be reading this

his hand covers your mouth, and you can taste the sweat on his palm. who knows how long you’ve been in the small bathroom stall; you lost track of time. all you are sure of is that you’re about to cum again.

“eddie!” you whimper through his hand, and his belt jingles as he fucks up into you again. the position is awkward, your body canted forward slightly and eddie’s knees bent to get at your pussy, but it works for the purposes you need it to. eddie’s cock is spearing in and out of you at a relentless pace, his chain and belt jostling together loudly, almost loud enough that you’re worried you’ll get caught. his hand covers your mouth to keep you quiet, because he knows how loud you can get when he’s balls deep in you, and you’re grateful for his foresight, because, without it, you’d be screaming.

eddie shushes you, his hips pistoning and fucking you hard. you don’t often fuck at school, usually being able to at least wait until after school and fucking in the back of eddie’s van, but eddie was insatiable. you knew he would be the moment you pulled on that plaid skirt that morning; your boyfriend is predictable. “don’t wanna get caught, babydoll,” eddie whispers, biting at your ear. “gotta stay quiet.”

your hands scramble for purchase, for something to hold onto as your third orgasm nears, and you reach out and press your hands to the wall of the bathroom stall. your fingernails dig into it as eddie’s balls slap your ass loudly, and you moan behind his hand as his cock spears that spongy spot inside of you. you almost see stars with the pleasure that you feel, and your poor knees shake and nearly buckle with it. “eddie!” you gasp as his thrusts grow harder and slower, fucking you deeper and deeper. “i’m gonna cum!”

“oh, again?” eddie laughs, able to parse out your words from behind his hand. “silly little thing, you like when i fuck you like this?” his words are punctuated with hard slams of your hips down onto his. your pretty skirt is crumpled almost up to your tits and your panties are forgotten on the floor, and eddie’s hand drops from your mouth to reach down. your stomach flips, knowing what he’s set on doing, and you almost start to protest— “no, eddie, please, can’t take it!”— but you realize that it doesn’t matter. eddie’s gonna play with your clit, even if you beg him not to.

his fat fingers play with your little button, rubbing it and flicking it and pinching it, doing everything to make your legs shake and your lips squeal. he’s magic with his fingers, but he pauses to place a light slap on your cheek. “shut the fuck up,” he growls. “you wanna get caught? you want the hall monitor to come in here and find me fucking you?”

“no!” you cry, and you sniffle as your cheek flames. it doesn’t hurt, but knowing that he’s not above slapping you excited you. maybe he’ll do it again if you keep being loud. “eddie, please, gonna cum again!”

“do it,” he tells you. “cum on my cock, dolly, such a perfect little hole, can’t wait to feel you squeeze me again. fuck, i might cum too.”

you chant his name, unsure how much longer you’ll last if he keeps up the way he’s fucking into your sticky cunt and fingering your clit. his hand comes up to cover your mouth again and you squeak, your hands lifting from the wall of the stall to grab at his wrist. he’s huffing in your ear and mumbling little things about “yes, dolly” and “so good, baby” and you can’t help but whine and cry as your cunt throbs around his thick cock. before you know it, you feel that familiar heat snapping in your thighs and belly, and you cry “eddie, i’m—!”

your orgasm rips through you, making you shake and cry, and you don’t realize that you’re squirting until eddie points it out. “fuck, there she is!” he exclaims with a laugh, and he bites your neck as his chest heaves with laughter. “good fucking girl, getting me all messy. fuck, baby, i’m cumming inside you.”

“please,” you whimper. “please, need it, please give it to me, eddie.”

he gives you one extra thrust, and then he cums hard, hard enough for his breath to knock from his chest and for him to moan loudly in your ear. if nobody has found you yet, eddie’s moan definitely makes it obvious what’s happening. you feel it filling you up, spilling out of you, and you feel it coating your thighs as eddie stills inside you, panting and heaving.

“god, babydoll,” eddie whispers, dropping his hands to your waist and rubbing your hips with his thumbs. “you alright? you came really hard.”

“yeah” you whisper, and eddie shifts to slide out of you. he helps you tug your panties back up onto your legs, and he smooths your skirt down your thighs like a good boyfriend.

“good” eddie says. “how many times did you cum? 3?”

“right” you said, smoothing your fingers under your eyes and finding your mascara all smudged up from your overstimulated tears.

“that’s awesome” eddie grins, and he smacks your ass before he does up his belt. “same time tomorrow?”

“tomorrow?” you laugh. “i’ll need a week to recover from that.”

“hmm” eddie says. “that’s what you think. tomorrow, baby.”

“maybe tonight?” you asked, pressing your hands to his chest. “i can come over and we can watch a movie, and maybe… i can suck you off?”

eddie smiles widely, and he drags you into a messy kiss, all teeth and tongue as he grabs your ass. “you keep getting better and better” he says. “i’ll see you then.”

[luvyunjinxo]

Yunjin being so stressed out and frustrated she takes it out on you and now you can't walk for a week 👩‍🦽💨😳(is this too dirty hahaha)

🐧anon 💕

Your poor baby Yunnie was stressed out for finals almost never taking a break. She didn't even pay a single bit of attention to you and you hated that so much. But, you knew better than to fuck with her at the moment so you just let her be and letting her continue her studies.

A day later though, you got tired of it. You were tired of not getting enough love and just laying in bed all day watching YouTube videos. So with that you finally decided to mess with her.

While she was writing you went up from behind her and kissed her cheek "Hi baby:)" you spoke with a smile.

"Not now" And you immediately felt a lump down your throat close to crying, but continued to do your plan anyways because you couldn't give up that easily.

Suddenly, you started to crawl under her desk subtly and started trailing soft kisses along her thighs as she just looks down on you and says "Y/n baby what are you doing down there? " , "Just trying to get my girlfriends attention." You spoke.

"It's not gonna work." With that you made your way to pulling down her sweatpants along with her underwear. She gripped your hair to make you look up at her with her sweaty palms from writing too long.

"I'm not having it, I'll take care of you later." She said coldly. But still, you didn't listen and got out of her grip. You started giving her small kitten licks on her now aroused cunt.

You knew Yunjin didn't wanna give into you so your pace got faster and faster, you knew she was gonna cum but she didn't say anything. "Okay that's it. On the bed now." she stopped you.

You got pushed on to the bed harshly as she undressed you quickly leaving you only with your bra. She spanked your ass hard leaving a red hand print.

"I told you I wasn't having it and what did you do? You continued." Spank two. Yelps and cries could only be heard in the room along with the harsh slaps. She did this for about 20 more times and you were covered in tears:(

She flipped you over onto your back and started pinching your nipples knowing you were sensitive there. "I didn't know you were so sensitive there." She joked and kept doing it harder, you started to squirm. You haven't seen her this rough with you before.

"You know the trouble you caused Y/n?" She spoke as she starts pumping two fingers into you fast without warning. You didn't answer because you were too busy whimpering and moaning.

Spank 100 at that point. But this time between your area that was throbbing the most and was dripping so much. "Yunjin ...... c-cum ... please ..." Couldn't even form sentences, so pathetic.

"Why should I even let you? You distracted me with my studies." She goes faster sending you over the edge, but not quite yet. You knew you couldn't cum without her permission so you had to hold it off just for her but it was getting so hard:(

"I cant hold any l-longer Yunnie." She just nodded and gave you the signal that you could because she knew she had to get back to her studies quickly. With that you came, mouth open leaving a big O shape and screaming her name loudly.

After you caught your breath Yunjin said "Princess was I going too hard? I'm sorry I was just so stressed and frustrated I just needed to release it. Thank you baby."

[kittysarchive]

hiiii<3 first off, i js wanna say ur writing is amazing and i love ur work sm!!<33 Second, I was wondering if I can req and yandere! skz with a sub reader with a choking kink?? idk if this is too much but i went based off ur prompt list, u don't have to if u don't want to, u js keep shining like the amazing and beautiful person u r <333

THANYOU LOVE UUUUU......I haven't written yandere content in a while!!

Chan

He'll feel....almost proud. Proud that he has corrupted you.

"You like that? You dirty girl" His grip on your neck tighten, causing you to moan out, fuelling his pride. "Your fucking mine....you hear that?" Chan loves, feeling power just from choking you. Gosh, it felt so good. His thrusting speeds up, feeling you loose air. "Not yet baby" He wanted to choke you as long as a he could, he wanted to hurt you for as long as he could, he wanted to fuck you for as long as he could. "Not yet" He repeats, feeling you clench around him, your 3rd orgasm was approaching.

Lee Know

He felt....more possessive of you.

Hearing you coke, hearing you cry, hearing your begging...begging for him to coke you harder, it all felt unreal. "Want me to choke you harder? Is that what you want slut? "Y-yes" You manage to say, coughing harder as his grip tightens. You whine out, clenching hard around him, almost suffocating him. He wished he knew you were this dirty before he took you....he could have had so much more fun.

Changbin

Always manhandling you, always hurting you, always placing you in headlock....and finding out you liked that stuff....

Rutting into you like there was no tomorrow, Changbin groaned feeling you clench around cock. He continues his pace, slowing down, fearing he heard you wrong. "C-choke me" You say louder. Changbin had heard you correctly. Smile widening, he continues fuck you hard, brining a firm hand to your throat, restricting your air. Rolling his hips, his smile never left knowing he made you like this, knowing he changed you into this.

Hyunjin

You looked so gorgeous gasping for air....even more gorgeous when you asked for this.

"So pretty" He hummed, fingers wrapping around you neck, restricting more oxygen. Hearing you cry out, he knew he was doing it right. "Dumb baby" He cooed as you choked on your tears, fighting for oxygen, he loved you so much, crying for hi to let go, he may have gone to tight, trying to unravel his fingers, you looked so cute crying below him

Han

Taking it into hand, he may of went to far.

"F-fucking whore, wanting me to choke you like a slut huh?" Han laughs, teasing as your eyes well up with tears, continuing to degrade you, you wish you never told him this. "You crying? You asked for this bitch" His hips jack hammer into yours, showing no signs of slowing down. Sharing a kink should not result to this. "You need air? Did I say you could fucking squirm?" His eyes darken, pissed you tried to remove his hands. Clenching your throat harder, you feel yourself sleeping away.

Felix

Aw, his baby wants to get choked

"You want to get choked baby?" He smiles, hands ghosting over your neck. "Want me to hurt you? You a pain slut huh?" He laughs, fingers curling around your neck. "Don't worry baby, I'll give you what you want" He declares, closing off your air as he fucks your brains out, making dure your remember this pain.

Seungmin

Proud. Put into words, proud, put into actions, fucking you harder.

Hearing your polite command to choke you...he complied. Fucking you harder, thrusting in deeper as he took away your air. "Is this what you wanted? Wanted daddy to choke you?" He laughs, seeing how you pathetically nod your head. "Don't worry, I'll fuck you nice and good" Seungmin smiles, his hips speeding up as they slam down into you, knocking the remaing air out of your lungs.

Jeongin

Surprised but not complaining.

"Is that what you want? You want me to fuck you huh? Fuck you and choke you baby?" He laughs, his hands choking you. Feeling your moans vibrate onto his hands, his thrusts into you harder. "Should've told me sooner baby" He leans his head down, sucking your jaw harshly as his hips slam into yours, his heavy balls slapping your ass.

[braden-holtbys]

Stay, Stay With Me

A/N: Hi everyone, I'm getting back into writing again! This will be a bit different for me as I'm dipping my toes into writing fics with F1 drivers. Please let me know if I should make a part two or start making more F1 and hockey fics! Or let me know if there's anything that I can improve on.

Warnings: None

Carlos Sainz x reader

“Carlos, babe…,” you started to say as you motioned for him to sit on the couch next to you. “I think we need to talk.”

“Yeah, what about?,” he asked as he sat next to you. He was puzzled, but it seemed serious from the look on your face. It’s something that was bothering you a lot, at least more than school and work. You have been in a masters program for athletic training since you two had started dating. Lately, you’ve been getting more and more hate about being Carlos’ girlfriend and how you’re just a freeloader, you don’t do anything, or you just go to school just to be closer to the other drivers.

Don’t leave me before the dark night traps me in. Do you still love me? If you feel the same, don’t leave today. Don’t ask why it has to be you, just stay with me.I don’t expect a lot right now, just stay with me. 

“I- I’ve been trying to not let this bother me so much, because I truly don’t want you to worry about me. I’ve been getting a lot of online harassment for being with you and people just think I’m a freeloader or that I’m getting a masters just to be closer to other drivers. I know this isn’t true, but-,” you started to choke up. “Maybe it’s better if we take a break or something.” 

Carlos looked at you with wide eyes, like you’re crazy for saying such things. Well it was more like the “fans” were crazy for even insinuating such things. For the last two years that you’ve been together, your hard work always shines through and he notices that. He’s always made sure to tell you that he loves that about you. No matter what team he’s one, the team principals, engineers, everyone, sees that and it’d be more of a loss to the team to not have you honestly. 

Tears fell from your eyes. It felt worse with the silence, but he started shaking his head.

There’s nothing more I want right now. I can’t even tell if my heart’s still beating. Instead of having forceful conversations with others, I’d rather enjoy the awkward silence with you. So stay, wherever that may be. When darkness comes in sometimes, I’ll be your fire. In a world full of lies, the only truth is you. This is a letter from me to you.

“Babe, I don’t accept this,” Carlos replied in a quiet voice as he pulled you into a hug. You held him, snaking your arms around him, and rubbing your hands up and down his back. “It hurts me to hear you say that, princesa. What they say shouldn’t matter, what I feel should. You’re my everything and I don’t want to lose you.” 

That made you cry a little harder, you couldn’t help it. He had thought that it was just school that was making you feel down, but no. He understood that “fans,” press, socials…. All that can be hard on the mind and heart at times. He reassured you as he kept kissing the top of your head, still holding you. 

“Bébe, I want you to stay, stay with me,” Carlos finally said after a long silence. He let go of you and used one of his hands to lift up your chin. He looked into your eyes with such love and content. “I love you so much, and it scares me that you said that. I understand if you still want to break. However, I want you to understand that I will always choose you. I swear, no one on our team thinks you’re what the “fans” think or say.” You wiped away your tears as you nodded.

“I want you too Carlos. I-I’m sorry it got to me and you know how much you mean to me. Please, let me stay?”

“Please stay because I don’t ever wanna let you go hermosa,” Carlos whispered as he came closer to kiss you. A deep, reassuring kiss that was needed. You melted in his arms as the kiss deepened before he broke away. There was a sparkle in both of your eyes, just for the other. It was obvious to others that you loved each other like you were the only two people on earth. 

“Thank you, hermoso,” You responded with a smile. 

“Nandito ako palagi para alagaan ka (I am always here to take care of you),” Carlos struggled to say, but he was learning. This is his way to again, reassure you that no matter what, you’re safe and he’s here for you.

Don’t leave me before the dark night traps me in. Do you still love me? If you feel the same, don’t leave today. Don’t ask why it has to be you, just stay with me.I don’t expect a lot right now, just stay with me.

[buckyshoneybunny]

The White Wolf (Part 4) 

Wolf/Alpha!Bucky + Wildlifephotographer!curvy!reader    

W.C.- 1523 

Warnings- Smut, oral, P in V sex, slight spanking, squirting, knotting, breeding kink(?), unprotected (Don’t do that!) 18+ MDNI!  

A/N- Wow I meant to have this done a week ago. But like always shit went sideways. I got busy with work and then house sitting, I planned to write while house sitting but I didn’t have my ADHD meds the first few days and to say it fucked me up for the rest of the week is an understatement. I’m thinking one more chapter for these two, a closing scene on how they’ll spend the rest of their time together. I have other fic ideas I’m trying to work on, I’m so excited! Hope you like! As for the taglist, once I finish this if you want to be in a general taglist for all fics or just this one let me know please or you won’t be tagged in other fics unrelated to this series. Thanks for all the love!! Until next time my loves! (not proof read all mistakes mine)

Taglist-  @blackbirdwitch22 @lesleurs @nelachu2423 @shadowzena43 @calwitch @laughterafter @sebastians-love @purplecolordeer

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 5 Masterlist Series Masterlist

“You ready babydoll?”  

Without waiting for a response, he nuzzles his face into your panty clad core and groans. He sucks on your clit through the fabric. “Fuck, you taste so good,” he rumbles.  

You suck in a sharp breath, fingers tangling in his hair. “Bucky,” you moan. 

He pulls away just enough and long enough to rip your panties off and shoves his face into your bare pussy. 

He groans and starts to eat you out like a starved man. He laps at your clit before closing his lips around it and sucking, causing you to buck your hips up. He slings his metal arm over your hips to keep them pinned to the bed. He dips his tongue down to your entrance and buries his tongue as far inside as it can reach. He starts to fuck you with his tongue, you grip his hair harder causing him to groan into your pussy and send vibrations straight through your core.  

He moves back you to your clit, lightly teasing it with his teeth causing you to yelp at the mix of pain and pleasure. He brings his flesh hand and slowly inserts his pointer finger. 

“Holy shit, you’re tight,” he mumbles into your pussy. He grinds his leaking cock into the bed, smearing his precum all over the comforter and his abdomen.  

“Bucky, please fuck me,” you whine. 

“Not yet, babydoll. I gotta prep this lil pussy, stretch her out so she can take my fat cock.” 

He adds another finger and starts to fuck them in and out, curling them just right to catch your sweet spot.  

“Yes! Oh fuck, Bucky!” You moan as he repeatedly hits the spot you can never seem to reach on your own. 

He chuckles at your reaction, scissoring his fingers to help open you up before adding a third finger. His hips are still grinding into the bed, trying to find some relief.  

“Oh god Bucky, I’m gonna cum.” You moan and arch your back. He pulls his fingers out of you and his face away from your pussy. 

“No! Bucky, please!” You cry out.  

“Wanna feel you cum around my cock, babydoll. Don’t ya want that? To cum around your Alpha’s cock?” He strokes his cock, using his precum and your wetness from his fingers to lubricate his cock. 

You nod. “Yes Alpha, please,” you beg.  

“Don’t worry babydoll, you’ll get what you want baby.” He grabs you by the hips and flips you onto your hands and knees. He shoves your face into the pillow and presses a hand to the middle of your back to arch it more, making you present like real Omega would. 

He leans back and looks at you. “Fuck you look so good presenting for your Alpha.” 

His right hand comes down on your ass cheek, causing you to jerk and moan into the pillow. He roughly gropes your ass with both hands, the cold metal and hot flesh sending shivers down your spine. 

“Look at this juicy ass, shit. So fucking gorgeous,” he groans. He slaps your ass a few more times before reaching between your legs to flick your clit.  

“Ahh!” You yell. Your thighs are slick from how wet you are, you wouldn’t be surprised if it was dripping onto the bed. 

“Please Bucky!” You cry and shake your ass, hoping he gets the hint and fucks you. 

He gets situated behind you and positions his cock at your entrance. He slowly pushes in, it takes a couple of thrusts to reach the hilt but when he does, he sits still to let you adjust. 

He leans forward on his hands, pressing his chest to your back and his head to the back of your neck. 

He breathes in a shaky breath. “Holy fuck, you’re so god damned tight.” He groans, already losing his composure. 

You aren’t any better, the pain turning to pleasure, the stretch making you feel amazingly full.  

“Okay,” you pant and push back against him. “You can move now.” 

He drags himself up and grips your love handles. He slowly pulls out and slams his hips forward. You moan and grip the sheets.  

He sets a brutal pace, pounding into you from behind. Your jaw’s slack as you moan into his pillow, drool and tears soaking into the pillow.  

“Fucking hell,” he moans. “This pussy’s s’good, like you were made for me.” He has a tight grip on your hips, the blunt edge of his finger nails sure to leave a mark. Your moans and whimpers music to his ears. 

Your thighs start to shake. “I’m go-gonna c-um," you whimper and moan out. He pulls out, before you have a chance to mourn the loss he’s flipping you onto your back. He’s leaned back on his hunches, he sets your ass on his thighs, leaving your upper back on the bed, throws one of your legs over his shoulder and holds the other to his hip.  

He thrusts his cock back in at the same brutal pace as before, hitting your sweet spot with every thrust, causing your back to arch. You dig your nails into his thighs. 

“Wanna see that gorgeous face when you cum,” he pants. He reaches down with the hand that isn’t holding your leg to his hip and rubs your clit.  

“You gonna cum for me? Gonna cum all over your Alphas cock?”  

You can hardly hear him let alone answer, climbing higher and higher. Your whole body trembles with pleasure you’ve never felt before. Sure, you’ve had sex before, but it’s never felt this good. A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling settles low in the pit of your stomach.  

“I can feel you, fuck, squeezing me. Go on, cum for me, cum all over my cock.” 

Your whole body seizes, eyes rolling back, mouth open on a silent scream. You squirt all over his cock, squeezing him so tight he’s almost forced out. Bucky honestly doesn’t know how he managed not to cum. He lets both of your legs fall to the bed as he drops to his forearms.  

“F-fuck! You squirted baby, s-shit. I fucked you that good, huh?” He’s panting, little groans and grunts slipping through here and there. You can’t hear what he’s saying, vision black and hearing fuzzy as pleasure rips through you, leaving you on the verge of blacking out.  

Bucky fucks you through it, now chasing his orgasm.  

“Fuck, Y/N, babydoll,’ he moans, fucking you even harder, if that’s even possible. His knot swelling up, catching the rim of your pussy.  

“Gonna cum f’you, g-onna k-knot you,” he stutters and feels you clench.  

“You like that huh? Y-you want my cum and knot?” You moan at his words. Arms and legs limply wrapping around him.  

“Yes, Alpha, want your knot, wan your pups,” you nibble on his ear as he sucks on your neck, right where your scent gland would be. 

His hips stutter. “F-fuck!” 

He steadies himself with his metal arm, using the other one to grasp the headboard for more leverage.  

“Yeah? You want my pups?’ He pants. “Want me to make you a mommy?” You moan and drag your nails down his back to grip his ass. He hisses, the pain turning to pleasure. 

“Fuck, you’d look s-so s-exy all swollen with my pups. Everyone would know who you belonged to; fuck I’d be so good to you. Wouldn’t even have to lift a finger, j-just sit there looking sexy with my pups, my pups.” The vision and his punishing thrusts are quickly sending you to another high you didn’t even know was possible. 

“Bucky, Alpha please!” You moan.  

“These gorgeous breasts would be so s-swollen and full of milk for our pups. I’d bet it taste so good, you’d let me taste that sweet nectar, you’d feed me right baby?” You cry out in pleasure as he sucks your nipples, imagining he was drinking milk from you. 

“I’m gonna cum, Y/N, fuck I’m gonna cum.” His hips stutter, three more thrusts and he moans loudly as he cums, his knot sealing him to you. His face scrunches up in pleasure and you take a mental image of how good he looks. 

His knot swelling and catching sends you into another smaller, but still just as good orgasm. He collapses against you, panting.  

You both lay there in post-orgasmic bliss. You’re both covered in sweat, his balls, thighs, and part of the bed sticky and wet from you squirting. You run your fingers through his hair, his body still trembling.  

Once he catches his breath, he rolls you both over, careful not to tug on the knot, and situates you on his chest. You snug close, yawning. You’re both too exhausted to move.  

A conversation about what’s to come will happen later, after another round of fucking, maybe over some food to replenish you both, but for right now you both settle for some much-needed sleep. 

“Sleep, babydoll, we’ll talk later,” he whispers into your hair. He kisses your forehead and rubs your back as you fall into a peaceful sleep, he follows not long after. 

[iliketangerines]

heyyy :p I rlly rlly loved the shang tsung work you did (same person who requested it hihi) it was amazing :3

Is it okay for me to request more just maybe this time what you think his kinks would be? I feel like he would be into corruption and predator/prey. Maybe also bondage.

Maybe also a hybrid reader? Like a cat or fox to make it 10x more spicy? 🤔 idk ur decision if you wanna add a bit of that into it

Sorry if I'm spamming you I just really love your writing 💔

sing for me pt. 2

a/n: i gotchu cutie, and omg you're so right about the corruption kink. i think he'd be an evil little bastard about it too

pairing: dom!shang tsung x hybrid cat!afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), spanking, blow jobs/deepthroating, choking, thigh riding, dacryphilia, degradation kink, slight breeding kink, aphrodisiacs, slight bondage, overstimulation, edging, predator/prey, slight corruption kink, sight exhibition kink

he loves to spank you and watch how his handprints paint your ass red, and he loves how you become nothing but a mess in his lap

he loves to watch you cry as he slaps your ass and fingers your drooling pussy, bringing you to the edge over and over again but denying you your release

he loves to tug on your tail as he spanks you, watching as your hips buck in his lap and how your tail thrashes around

he always has you on your knees, sucking and whining around his cock as he fucks into your face

he lets you grind into his shoe as he fucks your face, but sometimes for fun, he loves to just tie your hands behind your back and keeps your legs apart so you can’t rub your thighs together and cry even harder at the lack of friction on your needy clit

continuing on the spanking, he loves to mark you up in other places, hickeys on your neck and fingertip sized bruises on your hips

he loves to leave bite marks all over your body, your tits, your legs, your ass, anywhere he can bite really

anytime he can, he’s degrading you: telling you that you’re such a slut, how maybe if he whored out your body he could earn a few more coins

it never fails to make your little cat ears twitch and your tail sway in excitement even as you cry and whine pathetically

he loves to make you beg for it, and it never fails to make your ears flatten to your head and your face warm as you beg for him to please fuck you and your needy pussy

when he does fuck you, there’s only two positions for him: your hips are up in the air with your face in the ground or your legs hooked over his shoulders

when he fucks you from behind, he love to tug on your tail to feel your pussy clench around him and to hear your desperate moans for him to touch your clit

he loves to squeeze and swat at your ass as he fucks you behind

when he’s pressing his dick deep into you in a mating press, you can’t help but blabber about how you need him to fill you up like a good bitch

he always laughs, mocking the tears in your eyes and how drool pools at the corner of your mouth as you become nothing but a breeding bitch for him

when he’s in this position, he loves to choke you as well, watching as your eyes glaze over in submission and how he’s the one in control of you

and sometimes, he has you drink one of his potions, an aphrodisiac to make you horny and needy for him

those days he has you grind against his thigh, humping into him with tears in your eyes as he tugs on your tail and sucks hickeys onto your neck

your cunt would leave a mess on his pants, but he doesn’t mind when it’s you

after he’s finally brought into Sindel’s court and has money to spend on you, he buys you a collar with a bell and clips it to your neck

he loves to hear it ring as he fucks into you from behind: it’s a reminder that you belong to him and only him

he buys rope and chain, all sorts of toys to try on you, and he can’t help but coo at your wide eyes and quivering voice as you ask him what it’s for

he enjoys breaking you in, whipping you, tying you up and leaving toys inside of you to buzz inside of you and fuck you until you can’t think

he loves to watch you beg with a plug in your ass and a toy pressed into your clit while it fucks into your drooling cunt

he makes you walk around his fake laboratory with the toys inside of you, caning you when he’s seen you’ve left a mess on the floor with your wetness

if he catches you touching yourself, he ties your arms behind your back and edges you to no end, bringing you to the peak but never letting you teeter over

if he’s feeling particularly angry, he’ll smile at you and laugh as he strips you of your clothes and sends you into the woods

he lets you run and run, but he always catches up to you, unable to hide your sweet scent and the ringing of the bell on your collar

he’ll fuck you in the woods, pulling on your tail for a better grip as you moan in pain and pleasure

but, he always takes care of you afterward, rubbing your body with lotions and soaking you in hot bathes, paying extra attention to the fur on your ears and tail

one day, he’ll rule Outworld, and he’ll have you sit on his lap, legs spread and pretty pussy spread for the world as he fucks you in front of everyone

but that’s for another time