#writing smut

[i-will-write]

Me, choosing to add a smut scene in the next chapter of my fic:

[xcherryerim]

A Call Away (Help, I’m Still Hard!)

Josh Futturman x gn!reader | word count: 1.6k

SMUT ONE SHOT | MDNI | 18+ ONLY

Warning: stablished relationship, Sub!Futturman, SoftDom!Reader, erectile medication, oral sex / handjob (only josh whomp whomp), toy usage, facial, porn without plot.

pet names used: baby, dear

Notes: I wrote this out of boredom, and i revised it ONCE so there’s probably a lot to of mistakes. If you want more smuts with plot and better writing than this consider checking my masterlist, thank you 🫶🏻

Summary: After taking some pills to have some fun by himself, the harness doesn’t seem to go away so he calls his beloved partner for help.

"What's up, baby?" You softly said, eagerly waiting for Josh's response on the other end of the line. You could hear him take a deep breath, but he remained silent. His heavy breathing was the only sound you could muster, and the silence was deafening. It wasn't until you had almost hung up that he finally spoke, his voice husky and quiet.

"I know it's late, but can you come home?" He asked, his voice full of need and desperation. His tone left little doubt about the urgency of the request, and he seemed unable to hide his distress. "Please?" He added, his words sounded more like a plea than a request.

“Why? Is something wrong?” You were slightly concerned.

"Well..." He paused as if searching for the right words. It was clear that he was trying to gain control of his breathing. You could hear the light whimpers in his voice, along with the sighs and pauses that indicated his desperation. "I took some of uh... those types of pills, you know what I mean?" He hesitated, seeming to stumble with his own words. "I've tried everything; trust me, but nothing is working." He sighed. "I need you right now, please."

“Josh.” You sigh. “Why did you take those pills anyway?”

Josh let out a sob, his voice broken as he declared, "I wanted to stroke one out, but nothing seems to work for me anymore since I met you. So, yeah, I bought pills hoping they would work, 'cause I wasn't going to call you just to... you know. "

You simply replied, "But you’re doing that right now."

Silence continued for a moment as he finally muttered in response, "I know, I'm sorry. I'll pay you back. I'll do anything you want, please."

"Fine, I'll be there in six minutes." You responded immediately, your impatience making your tone sharper than intended.

"Please, please hurry." He begged with desperation in his voice, making it crystal clear how much he needed you.

You hit the road with a need and urgency that were unlike yours. This was no ordinary drive. The sudden rush to be with your boyfriend—his desperate and needy nature—fills you with excitement like no other. The laws of the road held no sway at all as you pushed the limits of the speed limit, determined to get to your destination as quickly as possible.

You entered his apartment using the spare key he had given you months ago, your steps quick and determined as you hurried upstairs. As you neared his room, you could hear his frantic breathing and see his hunched figure in front of the computer. Your picture was plastered on the screen, and his attention was focused solely on it.

"I need you, I need you," he panted, his hand moving frantically up and down his shaft until he heard the subtle creek of the door opening. When he realized that you were there, all the tension and desperation he felt immediately dissolved. "Baby, you're here!" He exclaimed excitedly, his voice full of relief and joy. "Oh, thank God you're here. I need you."

“I could tell.” You said this as you looked at the screen.

“You must think I'm pathetic, huh?”

"How could I think that?" Your words were comforting and reassuring, conveying your understanding and empathy. You gently took his jaw in your hands, looking into his eyes as you spoke. "Everyone gets needy sometimes; it's nothing to be ashamed of, but next time, don't wait, just call me."

Futturman nodded eagerly, seeming relieved by your words and encouragement. He turned his gaming chair in your direction, his erection imploring you to help him.

Your eyes caught a glimpse of his body beneath his shirt, and your stomach fluttered with excitement. You stepped closer, your playful mood leading the way as you leaned above him, your fingers lightly brushing against his thighs.

His eyes were locked on you, his face full of excitement and anticipation. "Like the view, Futturman?" you teased, the hint of a smirk crossing your face. You saw his face turn red with embarrassment, and you couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of admiration for him.

"Yes, yes, I do; I mean, it's you," he stuttered, his embarrassment making him seem even cuter.

As you bent down, the sight of his throbbing member filled your field of vision, the tip glistening with pre-cum. With a gentle smile playing on your lips, you began to trace its length with featherlight kisses, starting from the engorged head. Each tender peck sent ripples of pleasure coursing through him, causing soft moans to escape from his parted lips. His breath hitched with every caress, his hips twitching slightly under the stimulation.

Your movements were slow and deliberate, taking your time to savor the taste and texture of his skin. As your mouth moved lower along the veined shaft, you paused occasionally to let out a soft sigh, drawing attention to the wetness of your lips. This only seemed to fuel his desire further, his breathing growing ragged. You continued this dance, slowly covering his entire length with delicate kisses, never rushing, allowing the sensations to build between both of you.

With each pass, his moans grew louder, filling the room with raw lust. It was clear how much this simple gesture meant to him. Even though it might have been something small, it showed him that you loved him.

“Please.” He pleaded again, his voice trembling with urgency, but instead of rushing, you decided to take things slower. You knew that patience would make the experience even more intense for both of you. Leaning in close, you placed a gentle kiss on the sensitive tip before wrapping your lips around it. Slowly, bobbing your head up and down, letting his length slide deeper into your warm mouth inch by tantalizing inch. The feeling was enough to send shivers down his spine, his breath catching in his throat.

Each movement was calculated and controlled, drawing out the anticipation and building the intensity. Despite his earlier impatience, he found himself appreciating the slowness now. Every sucking and pulling made him shiver, the pleasure washing over him like a tidal wave. His grip tightened on the armrests of his chair, his nails digging into the fabric as he fought to maintain control. The rhythm you set was hypnotic, pulling him further into the depths of lust.

His deep moans and labored gasps reverberated throughout the otherwise silent space, creating an intimate symphony solely dedicated to shared pleasure. His hips bucked wildly, thrusting his hardened member deeper into your hungry mouth, seeking release. Yet despite his desperate pleas, you remained steadfast in your pace, teasing him mercilessly.

After several minutes of this tortuous yet heavenly treatment, you finally pulled away, leaving his head wet with saliva and precum. Breathlessly, you asked, "Do you want more?" His answer came out as a strangled cry, almost too low for you to hear properly.

"Ah, my dear, we can try something else," you murmured, standing up and heading towards the closet. Your gaze fell upon the discarded sex toys, and you quickly picked one of them up—a sleek and powerful vibrator that promised to bring immense satisfaction. Turning back to Futturman, you kneeled before him once more, placing a tender kiss on his forehead before reaching out for his length.

Gripping it firmly yet gently, you began to stroke him with long, firm motions, eliciting soft cries of delight from him. Simultaneously, you powered on the vibrator in your other hand, adjusting the settings until it hummed with vigor. Guided by instinct, you pressed it against the pulsing head of his cock, watching as his muscles clenched involuntarily. A muffled cry escaped his lips, followed by a series of short, sharp pants as the newfound sensation overwhelmed him.

Slowly, you traced the vibrator's surface along the underside of his shaft. The cold steel contrasted sharply with the heat radiating off his skin, amplifying the sensations coursing through him. Each brush of the vibrator sent jolts of pleasure racing through his core, causing his hips to buck uncontrollably.

Watching his reactions, you adjusted the angle ever so slightly, ensuring maximum impact. His moans became more pronounced, intertwining with the steady purr of the device.

Time seemed to lose meaning as his climax approached. Suddenly, he arched violently, his scream piercing the air as waves of pleasure engulfed him, his entire being convulsing with unrestrained euphoria. Unable to contain himself, he released, painting your body with his come.

“Fuck baby, I’m sorry.” Apologetically, he tried to wipe the stickiness from your features, but instead, you extended your index finger covered in his essence to your mouth and delicately licked them clean, savoring the tangy flavor with relish. An electrifying charge surged through him at this bold display of carnality, leaving him uncertain whether to fret or rejoice. One thing was certain, however: your sensual act reignited his flagging libido. His cock, which had been lying limp mere seconds ago, began to stiffen once more, responding to your audacity with renewed interest.

The sight of his twitchy member made you effortlessly push him onto the mattress, following suit and landing on top of him. Your lips sought out his, exploring his mouth with reckless abandon while your hands explored his form. Nips and kisses rained down on his vulnerable neck, eliciting soft moans that fueled your desires.

Drawing back slightly, you gazed into his dazed eyes and murmured huskily, "This night isn't finished yet, Futturman." A devilish gleam sparkled in yours, promising more adventures ahead.

Futturman breathed out a soft and nervous "Oh boy," his face flushed red with embarrassment. Then, your voice cut through the atmosphere, unexpectedly innocent and unassuming.

"You have cuffs, right?"

His face flushed a deeper shade of red as he stumbled over his words. "Oh my god..." He mumbled, both stunned and aroused. “I’m dating a freak.”

[whorefordaemon]

Reader is Daemon's daughter who's obsessed with her daddy and vice versa and now she tries to convince him to not let her marry and bear 'half-blood' Green's baby. She wants a pure-blooded Valyrian babe (3 Guesses where she did her Targaryen supremacy course from).

"You're the only one for me."

Includes: smut, breeding kink, creampie, incest (duh)

Words: 1.6k

Daemon watched as you barged into his chambers, all nervous energy and barely contained rage.

He didn't rise from his chair as you wrought your fingers together and paced around. "You can't do this to me! I'm a pure blooded Targaryen! You dare insult me by selling me to that half blooded one eyed bitch!" You raged, throwing the letter at his feet. You let out a frustrated scream before stopping and facing him. You took a deep breathe before slowly walking upto him.

Daemon straightened himself in the chair as his beloved daughter kneeled next to him. Putting your hands on his knees, you bat your eye lashes at him, showing him your teary eyes. "Kepa please, please don't send me away. From my home. From you!" You placed a soft kiss on his hands. Then his thighs.

Daemon further relaxed into the chair, giving you easy access to crawl into his lap, all while you kissed his clothed chest, shoulders and finally, as you settled on his lap, kissing and sucking on his neck, right where you could see the lump in his throat.

Daemon groaned, wrapping his arms around you, holding you to himself. "My sweet dragon.." he whispered, voice raspy.

"Please don't send me away from you Kepa." You whined, pulling his face towards yourself, looking deep into his eyes.

So similar. You were so much like him. The same long, straight silver hair, same bright lilac eyes and the same soft lips. You stared at him as you leaned in to lay a kiss onto his lips.

You moaned as his grip on you tightened and he pulled you closer. Opening his mouth you slipped your tongue inside.

Pulling at his hair to bring him even closer as if that was even possible. Moaning into his mouth as he refused to let you pull away.

You vaguely recalled the doors were still opened as you pulled away.

Still in his lap, lips puffed and eyes dark with lust, you ask him. "You really want to sell me off to a Highcunt?" You asked brokenly.

"Never my love. My sweet Dragon, all mine." He caressed you gently before suddenly grabbing you and pushing you down onto his still covered cock. Making you grind onto him. "You'll always be mine. I cannot marry you, but I'll have you in every way imaginable. You'll have my sons, not some worthless cunt's."

You sucked in a breath at his words, feeling shivers run down your spine as you felt his hard cock dig into your skirts.

"But Rhaenyra said, she said I'll be married off to her half-brother. That half blooded cunt will father my children."

Daemon growled at her words. "Never! So long as I'm alive, our pure blood will not be tainted." You nodded with him. Thank the Gods he understood.

Of course Rhaenyra wouldn't understand, having had half blood bastards of her own.

"So, will you be the one to give me a babe, Kepa?" You whisper in his ears, smirking when you felt him twitch beneath all the layers of clothes. "A pure Valyrian blooded son! All mine! All ours."

He suddenly rose from his seat, carrying you still in his lap and setting you down onto the table. He stared at you, "Yes. A babe of our own." His hands went under your skirts as he grabbed your thighs and pulled you closer, making you wrap your legs around his waist.

He pulled up your skirts, exposing you to the cold air. You shivered, taking your arms around him and pulling him closer. "Kepa.." you loved calling him that. A reminder of the unbreakable bond between you two.

His fingers found your folds, slowly rubbing them. He stared at you before again pulling you forward and causing you to fall onto the table.

"My beautiful girl." He whispered, increasing the pressure he was applying to your sweet pearl. A shiver went down your spine, the electric shocks making you shake violently.

"Please.." He smiled before going down on you. You leaned on your elbows so you could watch him better.

You tried to keep your eyes open and not miss a moment of his tongue swiping at your folds, but you had to throw your head back and moan.

He bit your thighs to prevent himself from laughing at your reactions. Before he began to loudly suck onto your little pearl of flesh.

You screamed out loud, hand going to grab at his hair, unsure if you were trying to pull him closer or push him away because the sensations were too much to bear.

Your thighs were being forced open by him as you unconsciously tried to choke him with them.

"Even if you did, I cannot imagine a better place to die than right here, inbetween your thighs." He had claimed once.

You screamed as you hit your peak, your thighs and insides all wet and your eyes glassy before Daemon rose up and you watched with hooded eyes and he began to untie his breeches.

You bit your lip in anticipation of his cock. The only you had ever wanted.

"Let me look at us as we join." He smirked before pulling you up into a sitting position.

You both watched with rapt attention as his long, thick cock rubbed at your wetness before slowly easing in.

You groaned as you felt him enter you, toes curling in pleasure and your hands gripped his shoulders so hard, you knew you'd leave bruises.

Fuck, it felt so good..

He didn't take his eyes off your cunt until his cock was fully sheathed in. Your folds were red and puffed from having to endure his length, too big for your small, lithe body.

He let out a deep breathe. "So tight...my sweet." He pulled out just as slowly, watching as you tried to pull in in again.

"Give me a babe Kepa." You whimpered to him.

His hands went to your ass, grabbing a handful and using it to thrust inside you hard and fast for the second time.

"Oh, uh, uh..." you groaned as his thrusts became faster and harder.

Soon he was pulling in and out of you at heightened speed, the loud sounds of flesh smacking against one another, the wet noises making you blush.

Gods, this was so wrong. But you just couldn't help yourself!

"Harder, harder please Kepa harder!." He laughed only obeying you and gripping you so tight, pushing himself into you so deep, both your hipbones touched.

Your sweet spot was being brutalized and you love it. This was unbelievable, how close and one you two were.

No one could take you from him. Not the Greens, not the jealous Rhaenyra, no one.

You grabbed his hair, making him look up at you as you kissed him. He groaned, your tongues battling for dominance.

Your still covered breasts bounced, the fabric hurting them but you weren't in a position to let them escape.

Perhaps your Kepa could later suckle and fondle them. You giggled at the thought.

His thrusts became rougher and quicker and you tensed.

Hiding your face in his neck, eyes closed tightly as sparks shot down your body. Then you came.

A second time you screamed him name, begging him to fill you up as your legs sagged around his waist, too tired to hold onto him.

His thrusts only sped up and he let go of you, letting you lay back down as he grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to himself, grunting and breathing heavily as the first flow of his seed shot up into you.

He came hard, pushing deep inside you as he gripped the table.

Both of you screamed as you felt his seed shoot all the way up into your body. Your womb.

Where you'd grow your pure Valyrian babe.

You waited until he calmed down, before pushing him backwards, into his chair where he collapsed and breathed heavily.

You jumped from the table, legs wobbly and almost falling face first.

You giggled before moving closer to him, shrugging off your dress so your tits were finally free.

You sat on his lap, loving it as he wrapped his arms around you and caressed your long hair. "We made a baby. Don't take moon tea from tonight, up until your wedding." He commanded. You nodded softly, glad to know your blood wouldn't be sullied by some half blood.

You never noticed the door had been left open the whole time.

You kept your promise. Never drank moon tea. Played the perfect daughter and humbled yourself before all the half bloods and ambitious snakes.

And your Kepa kept his promise. Giving you his seed every night, though you were certain he had succeeded the first night, he insisted they keep trying. "Ensure the deed was done."

He fucked you in his chambers at Dragonstone, in the smaller caves surrounding Dragonmont, in the dragon pit, on your quarters in King's Landing.

Even on your wedding day, in your wedding dress.

You barely looked at Aemond as he put the cloak on your shoulders. Not wanting your hatred to be seen by him.

Eight moons later, you welcomed your babe. It was like looking at yourself. Like looking at your Kepa. "Only Daemon is the perfect name for him." You declared, proud.

[gorgeousgreymatter-x]

if I see something described as spicy i already know it's going to be full of the worst sex scenes my human eyeballs have ever perceived

[greenbergsays]

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but

*lays hand gently over yours*

The word “anus” does not belong in a sex scene. I love you, but no.

[arhiweebs]

Leviathan Hellfire newt Syrup

A series. Find more on Instagram @Arhi.weebs.

WARNING: smut. Lots of smut. (F)

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He knew it was coming. He’s tasted it before, he knew the taste. How stupid could mammon really be? Dumbass purposely poured an entire bottle into the Babylon curry to “give it a new flavor.” And “and a spicy taste.” It was spicy for sure but not in the way one would thought.

The taste itself was more sweet than anything. It tasted like a sort of tangy honey mustard. A perfect mixture of bitter and sweet, creating the most perfect bittersweet masterpiece. A taste that was easy to identify for a few demons. Leviathan being one of them.

The second he realized blush shot across his face. Turning his pale skin a deep rosey red. His eyes instantly darted to MC. He crossed his legs, giving it a little squeeze. He looked around the table to see if any of his brothers noticed. Those idiots seemed perfectly fine. It’s fine, it wouldn’t last long anyways.

“I-I- I have to go!” He stuttered and stood up abruptly. Shaking the table a bit as he did. He pushed back his food and gave a panicked bow before scurrying off.

Everyone paused and looked at each other confused. It’s not like it wasn’t normal. This is LEVIATHAN we’re talking about here.

The rest of the dinner went on in silence. Each of the brothers getting increasingly anxious throughout the night. One leaving the table after the other until there was just MC left.

You let out a deep sigh as you gave up on eating. Putting your dish in the sink and giving it a little scrub. You decided to go check on Levi. Trenching up the creaky stairs to the dorms. You knocked on his door. It wasn’t too late you knew he wasn’t sleeping.

“Levi?” You knocked on the door and it opened ever so slightly. So you just took the liberty of just walking in.

The image that laid in front of you had your jaw dropping. There levi was sitting in his gaming chair. His pants down and his shirt was off. He had scratched on his chest, clearly he made them himself. He was in his demon form.

His eyes started to you. His cock was hard and throbbing. It’s tip red and swollen.

“Mc? Oh gods. Don’t look at me.. I-I’m so lewd and perverted. I’m sorry. Such a loser.”

He panted through his words. Yet he said it in such an odd way. His voice sounded laced with a tease. He stood up, looking at you with a different type of need.

“You’re so lucky. You don’t have to deal with this. Of course this happened to a yucky loser Otaku like me.” He stood tall over your figure.

Looking down at you as he inched closer. Backing you up against the door. It closing on your impact against it. He smiled. His blue split tongue showing ever so slightly along with his pointy teeth.

“Whoops. Looks like I forgot to lock the door. How stupid of me.” His eyes never left yours as he reached down and locked the door.

Your face was flushed red. You put your hands up onto his chest.

“I wouldn’t do that. I’m barely holding back as it is. So perverted of me. I wouldn’t want to be friends with a pervert like me either.”

He dipped his head into the crook of your neck. He groaned as his hands found their way under your clothes to fondle with your soft body. So warm against his cold hands.

“Please forgive me MC.” Was the last thing he said before you picked you up. A small yelp came from you as you clinged to him.

Suprised by his strength but he isn’t the 3rd eldest for no reason.

He sat you down in his gaming chair. Looking down at you as he pumped his cock a few times. Faint sounds of moaning could be heard….. he was watching hentai on his computer. He didn’t turn it off either.

He just focused on you. Seeing how worked up he was turned you on. Seeing him in a new light. The second you were put in the chair you worked off your clothes. Undressing yourself and blushing hard as you did it. You could feel his eyes tracking you while you moved.

You wiggled your pants off and discarded them to the side. Opening up your legs and setting them up on the arms of his chair. Having yourself on display for him. Which he seemed to like. His face flushed red. For a second you could see that confidence he had waver slightly.

He shook his head. “I’m so yucky. Very yucky and stupid, perverted and idky. A dumb Otaku.” He spilled a bunch of degrading words about himself over and over.

He fumbled a bit trying to take the rest of his clothes off so he was fully naked along with you. While he did so, he tail had a mind of its own.

Making its way up the chair and slithering it’s way right inside you. You saw it coming, and you sure as hell didn’t deny it.

A soft moan leaving your lips. Your whole body tensing up the farther his tail pushed its way inside you. Starting off at a small point only to grow in girth the more it went.

He didn’t even notice at first. He thought that sensation he felt was just the aphrodisiac. He wasn’t surprised though. Pulling his shirt off his head, he cocked his head to the side as he looked at you.

“See? I told you? I’m just so icky and yucky.” He said in a more bland voice. His cock twitching as he watched his tail disappear into you. Shivers sending down his spine as he watched your face twist and turn.

Watching as your eyes roll back. And watching as your turned into a puddle in his chair. He clenched his jaw. His hand taking a grip around his cock.

He shuddered and pumped his cock as he watched you. His tail did the same. Pumping its way in and out of you. It’s pace only increasing over time. Your hands ran over your body and moans spilled from your mouth. Seeing how Levi looked at you. Knowing that this was his tail inside you. It was enough to make your first orgasm rumble up and pour out of you. Your legs shaking as your orgasm came.

He grunted feeling you clench around his tail. You moved his hips pathetically trying to get more of him and his tail. He took the note and pushed in deeper which only made a second orgasm crash. Your body shook this time. Not use to the quick orgasms. Your body so overstimulated.

Yet, you still eached a hand down and rolled circles onto your clit to add the stimulation. You started to whine.

His body jerked here and there.. it went for a Mintue or two. Until he couldn’t take it anymore. It was so intimate. The room was hot at the atmosphere was heavy yet you both weren’t even touching each other. Not with your bodies completely anyways.

His tail fell out of you and a gasp and whine came too. “W-wait!” You choked out.

Not like he was done. Cum had leaked out his tip. He was so quiet you didn’t even notice.. yet his dick still twitched and throbbed. He stood up and went to you.. gripping onto the chair as his cock plowed into you.

Your arms instant wrapped around him. His head found its way to bury into your neck. His slick-covered tail wrapped around your body. Holding you perfectly in place for him as he fucked you. The poor gaming chair dared to break under the pressure. Levi had more length than girth and it sure as hell didn’t stop him from burying inside you.

He started to whimper into your skin. His demon nails digging into your plush skin, almost drawing blood. He was fast now. It was clear he was trying to get his own high now. So frustrated from the newt syrup. He pounded into you.

Both your hips met and loud moans left you. You felt your stomach twist. Such a pretty thing building up.

Your hips bucked when his dick scratched your sweet spot. Your eyes rolled back and a gasp escaped. Your nails dug until Levi’s shoulders and he whimpered from it.

It wasn’t until you felt his cock twitched inside you that your final orgasm rushed through you.

Feeling all your pretty juices pour around him and feel you tighten around him. He let out loud whimpers. His body jolting as he pulled out and came. Long white strands of cum flew out onto your chest. His head flew back and he scratched at his chest as he came. Heavy breathing and moans came from him.. who knew he had so much cum inside him.

He looked down at you. Poor boy was so exhausted now. He wasn’t used to all that moving. He blushed red seeing your body covered in his cum. His dick finally went soft. And normal Levi came back to his sense, shifting out of his demon form. He scrambled around embarrassed and tended you and your needs.

[heavenlyraindrops]

smut writing tips (TW: sexual stuff cause like. Cmon. It’s smut)

I did one for character so now I’m doing one for smut what’s wrong with smut huh so what if I’m writing tips on how to make smut so what SO WHAT HUH

Smut scenes aren’t that different from normal scenes. Probably because they’re normal scenes. Remember that.

Therefore, they should have dialogueeee because boy oh boy the amount of smut I have read where they are just dead silent is insane I could rebuild the wall of china with allat

so… dirty talk

BUT DONT MAKE IT TOO LONG! OR TOO WEIRD…

“Do you think they’d watch?” he asks. “Do you think they’d enjoy the sight of your naked flesh on display? Maybe they would get off on seeing your dripping pussy reflected back at them everywhere they look. Or the pretty flush on your chest when you come. I think they’d even enjoy watching your eyes roll to the back of your head when my cock fills you so fully, you can’t fit any more of me inside you.”

That’s from haunting Adeline… and… just.. no. NONONONO ITS DISGUSTING ITS GROSS…. WHO TF SAYS THAT BRO. Why is tHIS BOOK SO POPuLAR

more gross examples: “You want to know what I’d do?” he questions. “I would let them watch. I would let them watch me claim you as mine and own every inch of your body. They would watch my cock fill every one of your holes and then watch you cry because of how hard you came. And then I’d fucking kill them. My cock would still be wet from your cum as I’d slice their throats for even daring to look at what’s mine.”

dont write like that guys… like ew. Just ew

also.. epithets.. ok idk what they’re called because English = not my first language but

like

”his member” “sword” “love button” “seed” “her peaks/ nubs”

look my dude if you can read a smut scene like “he inserted his sword inside her cavern and spewed his seed inside her while fondling her mounds” then sure pop off I guess but tbh

no.

JUST USE COCK DICK AND PUSSY OR SOMETHING IDK WHY U GOTTA DO THIS TO ME I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO SEE CERTAIN THINGS THE SAME WAY EVER AGAIN

“his member” I’m sorry is his dick joining a club?

anywaysysystst

research human body stuff. Like, dicks need to recharge before they get hard again yk

“Recharge” idk bro yk what I mean

cumming more than once for women do be kinda painful unless there’s an amount of time in between the orgasms

like depends on the woman, can range from a couple of hours to at least a whole day

although this doesn’t apply to everyone and some people do just go for it a bunch of times in one session so it’s a very variable thing

so yeah! Make sure to educate urself on biology

spemd more time talking about how they feel physically and emotionally than what they are doing so that the scene actually does have some depth

consistency! I have read shit that goes along the lines of “he grabbed her waist then with his other hand stroked her cheek and then she wrapped her legs around his feet and he pressed his elbow againts her knee flipping her upside down while she nibbled on his ear” how am I supposed to imagine any of that

they keep sprouting a third arm

or do things that completely contradict the position that they are in.. he can’t slap ur ass if ur in the cowgirl position..well, not very comfortably

so. Consistency! :)

that’s all for now ermmmm so yah tell me if this was helpful guys

[youneedsomeprompts]

~ YOU'RE MINE ~ ROUGH JEALOUS SEX PROMPTS

requested by: anonymous

Feel free to use and reblog!

Setting/scenario:

#1 - carrying on the argument between sloppy kisses and heavy make out #2 - getting aroused by the other's jealousy/obsession with them #3 - teasing the other because they know it will only get them more riled up #4 - giving in to all the sensations despite the prior anger #5 - frustration mixing with passion and pleasure #6 - ignoring comfort for the sake of carnal release #7 - using sex to avoid confronting the real issue #8 - making the sex about proving a point #9 - provoking the other's jealousy to get intense/rough passion #10 - sex as an outlet for a lot of pent-up emotions

Dialogue:

#11 - "I can't believe you even wasted a thought on them." #12 - "Admit it. You need me." #13 - "You know they never stood a chance against you, right?" #14 - "Your jealousy was totally unfounded but if it leads to this, I'm not saying anything against it." #15 - "You're mine." #16 - "This is better, right?" #17 - "Yes, do it. Do anything you like." #18 - "You really think anyone could compete with this?" #19 - "Show me!" #20 - "Yes, I'm yours." #21 - "Do you see what you do to me? Even when you're so aggravating, you're doing this to me." #22 - "I might be better off if I could go without you. But I can't!" #23 - "Make me believe it!" #24 - "I can give it to you, whatever it is you're craving." #25 - "I only need you." #26 - "You're sexy when you're angry." #27 - "Don't try me!" #28 - "Is this too much for you?" #29 - "Could he/she/they do it like this?" #30 - "Did this change your mind?"

[immortalbutterflycos]

So just now, I was falling asleep while writing smut and I accidentally wrote the line, "James watches the expression on Regulus’s face change as he pushes his cock into his meal"

and honestly, yeah, that tracks. 🤣

Continuing to write while mostly unconscious is lowkey hilarious sometimes. lmaoo

[rafescurtainbangz]

“What are your thoughts on this character?”

Me: well, here’s a 50,069 word description of his dong. Should we move onto his kind eyes?

[catfirebrand]

Dear fanfic writers. I love you, I love you, I love you, you amazing humans that pour so much into every word.

But look, we gotta have a talk about smut. Specifically, things that are actually possible. More specifically, when it comes to penetrating the vagina… because I’m really worried about some of y’all and your very concerning lack of knowledge when it comes to the vagina and the connected reproductive anatomy.

So listen.

You cannot penetrate the cervix during sex!!!

There’s no pounding so hard that it goes through the cervix “into the womb” (it’s the uterus). It’s just not possible. The only thing that passes through the cervix (it’s a tiny, tiny hole, folx!) is sperm, or a frickin baby (pregnancy hormones are damn weird and really fuck shit up, it’s the ONLY time the cervix dilates). That’s it.

You can touch the outside of the cervix from inside the vagina. You can stimulate it. Some people like it, some find it uncomfortable and/or painful. Everybody is different.

But please, for the love of all the gods!

Anything actually penetrating the cervix would be cause for extreme medical concern. It’s not sexy. It’s horrifying. And every time I read it I’m torn between laughing hysterically and being absolutely horrified.

Please learn basic anatomy. Your smut will be better for it, I promise.

Here, you can even have a diagram. As a treat.

[moomoocowmaid]

Do any other couples write self-indulgent fanfiction for each other?

[mrsaltieri-real]

Love your Tumblr!

Could you please post reader hooking up with Mickey during that sorority party?

Thank you x

A Distraction (Mickey Altieri X Fem!AFAB!Reader)

The story of the first time you and Mickey Altieri hooked up, leading you to becoming friends with benefits.

Hi thank you so much!

I’m assuming you mean the sorority party from The Sound Room.

This is my first time writing smut so I’m really sorry if this is shit! I tried my best <3

Warning/s: language, smutty smut smut, p in v, clit play, degradation, orgasm denial, unprotected sex (use a condom), hair pulling, spanking, overstimulation, Mickey being a dick during sex but in a hot way, ect

18+ ONLY🔞

Read The Sound Room here

You sat on the couch, your fingers lightly tracing the ridges of the red solo cup in your hand as you listened to a drunken Randy babbling on about what movie to put into the VCR. The deja vu of the eerily similar conversation in Woodsbro a year ago made you feel a little uneasy and in all honesty, a bit sick. You sighed, taking a small sip of your drink, intending in that moment to get as drunk as possible.

Sidney and Randy were slowly moving on from what had happened last year. Sid was somewhat thriving, still a little on edge but happier which was largely due to her new boyfriend, Derek. He was sweet to her, no obvious homicidal tendencies and he made her happy which is all you could want for her after everything she went through with Billy Loomis.

Randy was doing even better. He went into college happier than anything that he was no longer a virgin thanks to you and the “favour” you’d given him the night before you’d left for Windsor. He loved college, his geekiness and love for films was a lot more tolerated and even admired here than it ever was in Woodsbro.

Then there was you. You didn’t know if you just weren’t as strong as them, but you were finding it a lot more difficult to move on. You felt homesick being so far from your family, but also felt physically sick at the idea of ever stepping foot in the town ever again.

Randy was still babbling on about what to watch when you decided you needed some air. You stood up, catching Sid’s eye as you walked toward the back door to find some place quiet. You felt her gentle hand touch your shoulder, making you jump a little as you turned to face her.

“Are you alright?“ she asked, her big brown eyes sympathetic. You felt pathetic whenever she asked this. You didn’t know why it was taking you so long to move on from Woodsbro. It had been Sidney that was by far the most impacted, so why were you acting like such a little fucking victim?

“Yeah,” you said as brightly as you could muster. “yeah, Sid I’m good. I’m just gonna get some air. The drinks are going straight to my head.” You forced a small laugh but it wasn’t exactly a lie. You were definitely already tipsy.

As soon as the cool night breeze hit you, you instantly felt better. You sucked in some air, relishing in the feeling of the cool summer air swirling down your throat and filling up your lungs and closed your eyes. It was quieter out here, almost everyone was inside enjoying the party. Almost.

“Oh, hey!”

Your eyes shot open and you jumped a little before your eyes focused on Mickey Altieri sat on one of the patio chairs by himself, his video camera clutched in his hand.

“Oh, hi Mickey.” You smiled a little, moving over to where he sat.

You knew Mickey, but not well. He was roommates with Sid’s boyfriend, in the same film class as Randy and shared a Statistics class with you so you were in the same circle of friends, but hardly ever really spoke to each other. But now, you found his presence oddly calming and felt yourself gravitating toward him to escape the hubbub of the loud sorority party.

“What’re you doin out here by yourself?” You asked, sitting down beside him but maintaining a safe distance. “Not your scene?”

“Oh, I love a party, but if I hear another sorority girl complain to me about how her boyfriend is ‘just the worst’ I’m gonna blow my fucking head off.”

A smile broke across your face and you let out a little laugh. Mickey grinned back at you, his face somewhat lighting up when he heard you laugh. “What about you?“ he asked, carefully placing his camera beside him on a cushion.

“Meh.” You sighed, leaning back against the soft material of the couch, taking another swig of your drink. It had started off as vodka cranberry but eventually had slowly just turned into vodka on every trip to the kitchen. You were a little drunk at this point, but still able to hold a conversation. “Last time I went to a party people died so I avoid going to them as much as possible.”

Mickey raised his eyebrows a little when he heard how blatantly you spoke about what had happened in California last year. Sidney hardly ever talked about it and if he was being honest, he avoided speaking to Randy about it as much as possible for obvious reasons. The kid thought of himself as a horror movie expert. The freaky film student asking him about a massacre with what was due in the coming months? Not the best idea.

“Ah.” He murmured, studying your face with his eyes before saying carefully, “you wanna talk about it?”

You glanced at Mickey and smiled a little. “Not that specifically. But everyone just seems to have moved on and I…”

“Find it harder?” Mickey finished.

“Mm.” You hummed. “Guess I’m not as strong as Sid and Randy.”

“Nah I don’t believe that.” Mickey announced, taking a sip of his own drink. “I think you probably haven’t had as many distractions as they have.”

“Distractions?” You repeated, eyeing him a little.

“Yeah. Sidney’s got Derek and I’m sure he keeps her very distracted,” Mickey’s tone was painfully suggestive and it made another smile break across your face. “…and Randy’s got his little films to keep him company. What have you got?”

You thought about that for a second. What HAD you got? It was then you realized Mickey was right. You didn’t really have anything to take your mind off of it, so every moment was just whirling through your head all day and all night. Maybe that’s exactly what you needed. A distraction.

You looked at Mickey again and this time really… saw him. His hair was a dark and little disheveled in a sexy kind of way, his brown eyes were deep and wild and looked like pools of honey framed by impossibly long and thick black lashes and as he smiled at you, his lightly flushed cheeks had small dimples set in them. He was tall, muscular and he clearly took care of himself and he smelled amazing. Like honeysuckle and fresh laundry.

In that moment, slightly tipsy and hating the feeling of loneliness and past trauma, you thought why the fuck not.

“Fuck!” You gasped a little as Mickey’s lips crashed against yours. It was messy, teeth clanking together and tongues swirling urgently but you didn’t care. This was exactly what you needed, a mindless carefree fuck in a sorority bathroom.

His large hands were rough as he palmed your breast through your thin dress as he kissed you, groaning a little when he felt your teeth lightly sink into his bottom lip and your hands tug his soft hair. His tongue tasted on alcohol and mint and it only added to how hot all of this was. You’d never randomly hooked up with anyone at a party and you couldn’t imagine anyone better to be doing it with.

You subconsciously patted yourself on the back for wearing a short summer dress to this party as you felt one of his hands move to circle your waist and the other slide between your legs.

“Jesus,” he whispered as he felt the damp patch staining your panties, “been a while, huh?”

You ignored him, too wrapped up in your own head as Mickey’s finger started gently circling your clothed clit and you let out a small whine, pushing yourself down on his hand. His eyes remained set on your face the whole time, your gorgeous expression only making him harder.

He didn’t waste any time removing your panties, rising back up to meet your lips again. You felt his fingers finally make direct contact with your throbbing clit and you gasped against his mouth as he applied the perfect pressure and started skillfully moving his fingers in small circles. You broke the kiss, head falling back against the door of the bathroom as your chest heaved. It clearly had been a while because you could feel the familiar build in your stomach start growing after only about a minute and a half as you moved your hips in sync with his hand when he suddenly pulled it away, making your eyes shoot open and send him a confused, slightly pissed off look.

“Why did you-“

“No. Don’t even think about cumming yet.” He said, his voice assertive and dripping with arousal. “Look at you..” his tone, despite himself was mocking. “I’ve hardly even touched you yet and you’re already about to cum on my fingers? So fucking needy.” He pulled back more, eyeing you up and down a little. “Take your fucking clothes o-“

Before he could even finish talking you were already sliding the straps of your dress down your shoulders and heard him let out a small groan as saw you weren’t wearing a bra. In any other situation, you’d feel uncomfortable with a guy you hardly knew looking at you the way Mickey was, but whether it was the alcohol, the stress or whatever else, you really didn’t give a shit.

“You going to keep staring or are you going to fuck me?” You asked him, trying to keep your voice light.

His eyes lifted to yours and he raised an eyebrow. “Don’t you want me to eat your pussy first?”

You blushed a little at how casually he said it before shaking your head and stepping forward, pulling him closer to you by the loops of his jeans, sliding your hands a little over his clothed bulge and beginning to unbuckle his belt. “You already felt how wet I am. I need to do this now.” You insisted, not bothering to disguise the desperation in your voice.

It turned Mickey on to see you so desperate for him. As soon as his belt was undone and his jeans and boxers off, your eyes flickered down to see his thick cock resting on his lower stomach and you felt your breath hitch a little. It was by far the prettiest cock you’d ever seen. You wanted to suck it, feel it throbbing in your warm mouth, but that could wait for another time. You needed to feel him fill you up more than you needed air to breathe.

“You gonna keep staring or are you gonna-“

You cut Mickey off from his teasing tone repeating what you’d said a couple of seconds ago with a kiss that made him stumble back a little, hands gripping your waist, his fingers digging into your soft skin so hard it was bound to leave bruises. You felt his hands move to your ass as he lifted you, guiding your legs around his waist. You could feel your pussy rubbing along his shaft as he did so, cussing as you let out a soft whimper as the heat of his throbbing cock rubbed against your clit.

“Hold on.” He mumbled, still gently rolling his hips to rub his tip against your engorged clit. “Condom?”

“N-no.” You voice faltered a little at the pressure of his gentle teasing strokes. “I’m on the pill.”

An angelic smile spread across his face at that news. “Good.” He wanted to feel you. All of you. Feel how wet you were for him, feel your juices on his cock.

It all went very quickly after that.

Holding you against the door, he pulled his hips back a little before arching them upwards, slowly filling you up and watching your face as he did so. You let out a low hiss at the satisfying stretch and your head fell back against the door behind you.

“Fuck.” He groaned, hands still gripping your ass as he pushed himself further into you, relishing in the feeling of your pussy squeezing his cock so tight it was almost painful as he did so. “I wasn’t expecting you to be this fucking tight.”

Not giving you much time to adjust, he started thrusting upward into your pussy, bending his head down to start skillfully swirling his tongue around your stiff nipples, nipping at them gently.

“Mickey- fuck-“ your hands gripped his toned biceps and he smirked a little with your nipple still gently clasped between his teeth before he moved away, adjusting your weight so you were fully pressed up against the door by his body and his hand was still gripping your ass as he pounded up into you. You clit was gently rubbing against the area of skin above his cock, the slight stubble pricking it in a way that was slowly driving you crazy.

He suddenly pulled you away from the door and you felt his cock leave you as he unclamped your legs from around his waist. You wanted to shout at him, grip your legs so tightly around him he couldn’t stop. The sudden emptiness didn’t last long as he moved you in front of the huge mirror above the low sink and bent you over the cold porcelain.

“What are you-“

“Wanna fuck you in front of the mirror so you can see how good you look when you take it.” Mickey was already lining himself up at your entrance and wasn’t so gentle about it this time. You felt one hand rest on your hip, the other pulling your head up by your hair so you were forced to look at yourself in the mirror as he suddenly slammed into you, making your body jolt and you let out a load, unfiltered moan as he did.

“Jesus you’re such a needy slut, aren’t you?” Mickey scoffed at you as you moaned and gasped at this brutal thrusts. “Knew you wanted this from the moment I met you.”

You could only respond in a broken whimper. You wanted to push back on his dick, make him go even deeper but your back was arched from the way he pulled your hair back and is strong hands were absolutely no match for you.

“Open your fucking eyes.”

You obeyed, looking into the mirror not at yourself, but at Mickey. Seeing him fucking into you like this made the entire current situation ten times better. His eyes were flickering on your face in the mirror to looking down at his dick sliding in and out of your pussy, hitting that most sensitive spot with every thrust, and the sounds you were making only prompted him to go even harder.

“Mickey I’m gonna-“

“No.” His voice was dominating and you automatically knew better not to argue with him about wanting to cum despite yourself. You were a writhing mess, pussy convulsing around his pulsing cock. You could feel the beads of sweat dripping from his face onto your lower back as he quickly stopped, the head of his cock only just inside of you. “I couldn’t give a shit. You’re not cumming until I tell you that you can.” You whined a little, fighting the urge again to push back onto him, needing to feel him fill you up again. “Tell me you understand.”

You managed a weak nod and let out a yelp when you felt the sting of his hand on your ass. “Use your words.”

“I- I understand, Mickey. Please just fuck me.” You begged. He loved nothing more than to see you so needy, begging for him to sink himself back into you.

You didn’t need to tell him twice.

He released your hair, his hand sliding down your back to grip your waist and he thrusted again, the movement causing you to let out an satisfied groan as your head fell forward. His foot nudged yours, making you spread your legs even wider for him and one of his hands moved around your body and toward your clit as he fucked you, just teasing it.

This development mixed in with him already slamming into your pussy and pressing against your g-spot made you make sounds Mickey hadn’t ever heard before. Everything was getting far too sensitive and your body began to convulse, you a writhing mess under his hands.

“Fuck Mickey please- please don’t stop!” You managed to choke out. He let out a panting laugh, rubbing your clit even faster.

“Think I’m going to? Fuck no. Want to feel that pretty pussy fucking milk me.” He grunted, his words only making you grow closer and closer to the ending you craved more than anything.

“Please let me, please let me.” You began chanting them three words like a prayer and you felt his thrusts begin to stutter a little. You felt tears from the overstimulation begin to form in your eyes as you were all but sobbing and begging him to let you cum.

“Okay, cum for me baby. Let me feel that pretty pussy flutter.” He panted.

The words were hardly out of his mouth before you felt the tight coil explode as you let out a series of broken moans, your legs shaking and your body writhing as you came. He finished not much longer after you did and you relished in the feeling of his seed spreading inside your walls.

Everything was very still for a moment. You were both breathing deeply as Mickey slowly pulled himself out of you and you winced a little.

“Shit, you okay?” He breathed as he helped you stand back upright and saw your tear stained face,his hands shaking a little.

“Y-yeah I’m fine.” You breathed, quickly wiping your face with the back of your quivering hand.

“Here..” he quickly grabbed some toilet paper from the holder and handed it to you, looking somewhat sheepish.

“Thank you.” You said, giving him a small smile. “So, we just did that, huh?”

Mickey’s face broke out into a oddly relieved smile. “Yeah we did. That was fucking great.”

He handed you your clothes and as the two of you got dressed, you thought to yourself how weird it was that you didn’t feel.. weird about this. It was by far the best you’d ever had, absolutely no one had ever come close to that before.

“You wanna go get a drink?” Mickey suddenly asked, breaking your train of thought. You smiled up at him and nodded eagerly.

“I think I need one. My throats fucking killing me.” You laughed as you both walked toward the bathroom door.

“Not surprised. You fucking moaning like you wanted the whole party to hear you.” He teased you, playfully nudging your shoulder.

“Screw you, Mickey.” You scoffed, giving him a half hearted shove back. You still felt a little weak and you groaned a little when you caught yourself in the mirror. “Oh, fuck. Look at my face.” You sighed, trying to remove the smudged lipstick and mascara with your fingers.

“What? I think you look hot.” Mickey shrugged, a smile still painted on his face.

“Yeah, of course you do. Perv.” You muttered. “Next time I’m not wearing makeup.”

“There’s going to be a next time?” Mickey asked, unable to stop the already smug smile on his face from growing bigger. “Made you feel that good, huh?”

You rolled your eyes at him, turning on the faucet to try and remove as much of the smudged makeup as possible.

“You’re a cocky prick, but yeah. I’d like a next time.”

[whatsnewalycat]

Listen, I don’t know how to pull clips from tv shows, so this is very boomer of me, but whatever, point is

My 2 brain cells writing smut:

[arhiweebs]

BedRock Lucifer

Warnings: It’s smut with F Mc. If you don’t want it. Don’t read it. :)

—————

Mc woke up late that night. A wet dream pondering through her mind. One that just had her stomach twisting and turning at the thought of it.

Lucifer was sitting in the bed with a night lamp on. His glasses and reading a book quietly. The bed room fireplace lit.

“Luci…” Mc mumbled. With the way they were both positioned. She cuddled into his hip.

He lifted the book to look down at her. “Is the light bothering you? Want me to turn it off”

She shook her head and cuddled into him pressing herself against his leg. Small whined coming from her.

“Use your words MC.”

“I feel funny again..”

“What does it feel like MC?” He said turning the page of his book.

“Tingly..” she whined.

“What do you want me to do about it Mc?Words my love. Words”

Poor Mc. Being so shy. She quietly looked down. Fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

He sighed and put down his book. “Okay.”

She rolled over and wriggled to the edge of the bed “I think im hungry..” she mumbled.

He pulled her back. “No.” He sighed deeply and kissed her neck.

She huffed. A hand trailing through her hair “Baby.. im hungry…i think.. i don’t know….”

“Seriously MC? You don’t know when you’re aroused?” He sat at the end of the bed and had her in between his legs with her back against his chest.

She whined a bit “Its hard to tell.. u-usually my pussy is tingly but its all over..”

An arm wrapped around and he trailed a hand from her belly to her pussy. “And where is it now?” He whispered in her head and kissed on her neck.

“M-my pussy..” she mumbled

“Mhm. Yes I’m sure it is~” his hand rubbed over her clothed pussy and he gave it a small squeeze applying a little pressure.

She whimpered and wiggled a bit “A-Ah~..” she whined

“And just for fun who’s pussy is this?” He said applying more pressure. His other hand trailing up her neck to hold her jaw and tilt her head to the side.

“Y-yours..” she whimpered and wiggled “L-Lucifers ..” she repeated

“Oh~ that’s my good girl~” he kissed on her neck.

Making his fangs scrape against her skin as he rubbed firm circles against her clothes pussy. “Oh fuck MC~. Look at how worked up you’re getting me~”

She whimpered out loudly “F-Fuck~..” she was shaking sligtly. Small groans coming from her lips.

“Mhm.. just like that. You know how much I adore your sounds~” he cooed against her ear. His hot breath falling against her skin. Then he pulled his hands off of her. “Clothes off” He ordered.

She whimpered and nodded. Being a good and doing as she was told. Discarding her clothes.

“That’s my good girl.” He proceeded to remove his own clothes. Spreading his legs to bring her back how she previously was.

He patted the top of her pussy and trailed his fingers between her legs. “Lean on me.” He said softly. He started off slow.

Rubbing soft circles onto her pussy.

Applying pressure perfectly where it was needed.

He was more sensual this time around. So while one have toyed with we pussy. The other ran up and down her body. Just feeling her skin. Peppering soft, lingering kisses against her neck.

“If you need more, tell me.” He said softly. Taking those fingers and dipping them inside her. Instantly feeling how she clenched around him from the stimulation

She nodded with a small whimper. Feeling how her legs almost buckle from under her. “Y-yes Lucifer~”

“Hmm~” he hummed. His fingers curled ever so slightly. Pushing 2-3 inches in right against her sweet and savory g spot.

“I-its~ a-Ah~ i-i want more~..” she whined.

He sighed but nodded “very well.” He took his fingers out. Of course taking a moment to pop them in her mouth to have her taste herself. Then he stood up. Moving her so she was bent over the bed.

He traced down her spine.

He softly patted her butt. Humming to himself as he lined himself up. Rubbing his dick on her ass and tapping her with it. Like he was knocking on a door and asking for permission to come inside. Rubbing his tip against her enterance. Now just teasing at this point. He of course needed a few moments for himself.

She wiggled a bit clearly being impatient she was already dripping with anticipation.

“Don’t rush me. I would have to have to turn this pleasure into a punishment. Don’t think I don’t owe you any punishments.. because I do” He slowly pressed into her. Feeling as her walls stretched over his length. He sucked in a breath. Hearing her gasps as she gripped the bed.

He only let it go in just half way before he pulled back out completely. Rubbed her clit a few times then pushed back in halfway. Small mewls and whines fell from her lips.

She whimpered a bit when he pulled, gasping again when he rubbed her clit she attempted to grind against his hand before he pushed back in and she whined “Pl-Please~..” she pleaded.

“Well because you asked so nicely~” he snickered. Pushing in all the way. Bottoming out in her. Pressing their hips together. He pause for a few seconds before he began rocking thier hips together

She moaned out loudly she whimpered and rolled her hips slightly, trying to grind against him. She cried out with strings of curses.

“I know my love. I know~” he picked up the pace. Fucking her from the back and they rocked the whole bed. The headboard hitting against the wall. “You feel so good MC.~”

It was all just too good. The way his body felt against hers. Like two perfect symphonies that harmonize with ease.

The sounds of mixed moans and slapping skin filled the room.

Hearing the way she called out his name like a please. “Lucifer~~ oh gods~ lucifer~” like fresh praise rolling off her tongue.

Moving down so his chest was pressed against her back. As he continued to fuck into her from behind. “I promise you there is not god here.” He said against her skin.

Hearing those words alone sent shivers up her spine and tingles down below.

He gripped her hips. Making her ass ricochet with each thrust from behind.

Her legs began to shake as she came around him. Just knowing that it was him and him alone making her feel like this was almost enough to make her cum right then and there. Almost.

An explosion of an orgasm coming from her. Making her legs buckle. She would’ve fell to the floor if half her weight wasn’t leaning against the bed. She held on for dear life. Lucifer couldn’t help but chuckle. He rubbed her back.

As she calmed down she turned to face him. Reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him. For which he reciprocated. Reaching down to pick her up. His hands on her ass to hold as support. “We’re not done yet~” he said as he pulled back and looked into her eyes.