#yandere nsft

[devourable]

yandere church boy x gn bottom reader smut ;; semi public/risky, sacrilege, religious imagery mentions (takes place in a church broom closet during service), unintentional edging

it was a miracle the two of you hadn't gotten caught yet. how many times have you ended up like this just this week alone?

despite abraham's attempts to keep you quiet, clasping his hands around your mouth and keeping his own whiny moans just soft enough that only you could hear them, he just couldn't keep himself from ramming into you. every thrust was so hard that it rattled the door you were pressed up against — anyone in the hall outside of the closet would easily figure out what was going on inside.

"you feel so good," abe whimpered in your ear, "s-so soft— oh, god..."

your breath hitched when he pulled you backwards and thrusted into you harder. thank god the sound of the choir picked up just then — abe's hands could do little to muffle your cries. he was way too deep, it felt like he was in your stomach at this angle! but your pushing at his hips did nothing to stop him from fucking into you even harder.

so many people, so nearby, just a few meters down the hall. the thought of getting caught fluttered through your mind. what would they think of of you, getting fucked by the pastor's boy when *** was surely watching?

abe's incoherent whimpering interrupted your thoughts. he was trying to say something to you, and though the words were unclear, you knew exactly what he was trying to say.

so you expected it when his thrusts came to a disappointing stop, his hands slipping from your mouth to grasp and plant your hips against his own. you felt his cock twitching in you, just as desperate for release as you were, despite abe's unwillingness to let himself have it.

you let out a whine of protest as he stammered out his apologies, planting messy kisses along your neck and shoulder. you knew he wouldn't leave you unsatisfied, but... how many times would he do this before you actually got to cum?

luckily, you didn't have time to wonder. within moments of stopping, abe was pulling you back against him and moving his hips again, the feeling of him fucking you again while you were already so sensitive driving thought from your mind.

[running-with-kn1ves]

Congrats on 5k!!! Can we get the possessive facetime bf and "you should have known better than to cheat on me" please :D

A/N: Thank you! And tbh I made this a smutty smut smut as well b/c i feel like this is how possessive bf would handle the situation. Aka poorly.

CW: dubcon NSFW, gagging & bondage, penetration (GN Reader), reader flirts w/ someone else, reader & possessive bf originally both intoxicated

It was too late for this. Or maybe, too early. You lost track of time long ago, glowy green numbers on your alarm clock reading 1:45 AM when you first stumbled back home with the pissed drunkard beside you, dragging you inside by your arm. You were practically sober now, your headache screaming as you felt the blissful simplicity of being tipsy leave your throat. You wish you drank more, did something more outrageous than give some stranger your number. Maybe you should’ve kissed him, should’ve stuck your hand down his pants instead of batting your eyelashes. Maybe then, you wouldn’t have to face your boyfriend’s wrath-- he’d have been too heartbroken to even think of reprimanding you. 

But it didn’t matter now, not when he decided to deprive you of your senses while pumping round after round inside of you. It was a form of white torture, he hystericaly answered when your arms were jerked behind you, tied with what you thought might’ve been a makeshift restraint or a necktie, but was instead harsh braided rope meant for cattle or ransom victims. It scratched your wrists as he pulled your head back by a fistful of hair, promising that “you’ll be begging for his forgiveness by the end of this.”

With the blindfold he seemed much too prepared to have wrapped around your eyes, Malachi ripped off your skimpy underwear meant for the club, stuffing it in your mouth and narrowly avoiding your biting teeth. 

When you both went to celebrate his cousin’s birthday party at a nightclub, you had partly decided to ignore him for treating you so possessively the past month, logic being thrown out the window with the sudden accompaniment of lemon drop shots and a handsome stranger showing you more interest than your jealous, pissed off boyfriend had in ages. You felt wanted, desired. It was nice, even when you felt daggers in your back, and a tugging hand on your shoulder every five minutes. The last straw was when you wrote your scribbled, illegible phone number on the strangers’ arm. 

Saying Malachi was enraged was an understatement. You were jerked away, stumbling and laughing as you blew a kiss to your midnight affair. Did you want more? You didn’t know. All you knew, is you wanted a fun night out without having to cater to your obsessive boyfriend’s every need. You wanted to feel sexy, lusted after. 

But maybe you should’ve pulled that stunt at a time when Malachi wasn’t around. Then, you wouldn’t be sobbing behind the gag, hearing the wet squelches of cock being bullied inside of you. Your insides felt bruised, nipples tugged and bitten as Malachi slamed in, in, in from below. 

Normally, you’d have the power when sitting on top of him, grinding and allowing him to lay limp. But with your thighs spread apart on his flank, hands against your ass and every sense blurred, he thrusted into you as you barely held yourself up. 

“This.. is.. what.. you get--!” He huffed, snarling as he slapped the growing welt on your ass cheek. You heard his gasped gag, hips stuttering with his broken orgasm splaying inside of you. 

Which orgasm was this? You couldn’t remember, the vibrating toy milking out your sweet spot still going as a mixture of clear-white came to coat Malachi’s dick. He hadn’t eased you in, hadn’t given into the foreplay he’d usually tease you with, even when he normally hate-fucked you. 

“You know better..hng, been taught, time, and time again… hah,” You tried to squeeze your legs shut to keep him out, but the hands keeping you lifted moved to violently pull your knees apart. You fell onto his chest with a choke, the sweat dripping from your cheeks mixing with the caked layer on his chest. “You’re just making it too easy for me to punish you, huh?”

You muffled through the gag, prating incomprehensibly as the painful overstim of your lower half was worsened by this new, weak position. 

Malachi lazily rutted up into you while coming off his high, pressing your hips down each time to enter deeper. He always went to the hilt of his cock, so deep inside that it made your walls ache and splinter. 

“I’d almost say you’re a masochist fr’me,” He panted, lifting you by the jaw to look into his eyes. “ Wanna be pounded by me for flirting with other guys, cheatin like a common streetwalker, mm’?”

You shook your head, unable to see him but knowing those green eyes were boring into you. 

“Seems like you still don’t fucking get it then. Well, we’ll be here until you do.” 

The gag was pushed deeper down your throat with his thumb, hips rising as he let go of spreading your cheeks to stabilize you. Skin smacked against skin as he pounded up, letting your poor hips fall each time he burrowed out. 

“I can’t!” You muffled, the tight pain of another rising orgasm coming beginning to blind you. You couldn’t take this one, your body wouldn’t be able to handle it. 

Attempting to slide off, you tried to maneuver your legs away, arms still bound as you struggled to inch off of him. If he was as tired as you, maybe you’d get a chance away. 

“Oh no you don’t,” He growled, digging blunt nails into the fat of your thighs with one hand, while the other tugged at your scalp. “Think you get to rest? Get a chance to relax after cheating on me?”

The encircling vibrator was turned up tenfold with the sudden drop of your hair, fingers moving to tug at your ear. “No way, not leaving until I THINK you’ve suffered enough.” 

Malachi got close, licking a long stripe inside its canal as he jutted into your weeping entrance faster. The squeaks of the mattress made you cringe, hearing the wetness of his cum layering between your ass and thighs, falling to the sweaty sheets. 

His heaves for air grew louder, pushing your shoulders back to force you upright again. You still slouched, even with Malachi’s arm tugging your restrained hands down backwards. 

“Gonna take my cock like the.. Hungry whore you’ve been..take it till you’re sorry. And even then, Hah…” He laughed, a pissed and out of breath laugh that made him work harder to bruise your furiously drenched hole. “--still won’t stop cumming inside of you.”

You could only crack a groan each time his hips snapped up, in rhythm with his movement as you felt the vibrator bring you to the brink of another painful, consuming orgasm. Tears and drool dripped from your face alike as you prayed for him to nearly have his fix, lest you pass out from the ecstasy and suffering of another round. Atleast it wasn’t another painful edge session, your hazy mind tried to comprehend. Though at this point, you wondered if that’d have been better. 

“Waz.. Mnph, Drunk..” You tried to choke from the bundled up gag, hoping maybe he’d offer you some sympathy out of your previous lack of inhibition. 

“Sorry, baby. Doesn’t matter, still actin like you wanna fuck other guys n’ front of me,” He circled his hips upward, watching as your already open mouth created a sweet ‘O.’ You couldn’t help the noises you released anymore, not when he used what you liked and abused it--  but your moans seemed to satisfy Malachi.  “But you ready to say you’re sorry? Make it up to me, yeah?”

You nodded your head erratically,, wanting this to end no matter what you had to do. You were exhausted, the lessening vibrator making you sigh in relief despite the aching bruising still inflamed by the plunging cock hilted inside of you.

“Awe, you’re so cute. It’s not enough, though. Say sorry all you want, I wanna hear you.” The evil trick of the calming vibrator had snuffed your awareness, making you jolt when it was snapped back to a level 10. “But I’m not letting you off the hook when you still got so much left to pay for.”

[yxami]

procrastinating my history test even tho I’m doing it at home and can cheat but I refuse to, the fact that he’s a yandere tutor probably has to do with that, anyways idk how I did this shit in one sitting,

desc: dom yandere tutor x sub gn reader, tutoring you, nsfw, library, some exhibitionism ig, idk kill me now

Tap. Tap. Tap. You looked up to Wynn bouncing his finger against your paper, clearly blank. He wanted you to take notes but your mind has been too distracted with other things to even process that you were getting tutored by him.

Right. You’re getting tutored by him because of your low grade in math. You excelled in every other subject yet when it came to numbers you were like a crow with a glass puzzle. It looks easy just from observing it but once you attempted it, it was much harder.

“Listen sweetheart, I need you to pay attention because I’m not going to sit here for another hour to look at your confused face. Start listening or else I’m leaving in 5” He used his hand to lift your chin up, emphasizing his height even if he was sat.

“Got it?”

You nodded.

“Alright, Let’s try this again” He inhaled with a long exhale, cracking his fingers before drilling some more methods in your brain until you had to understand.

You weren’t really sure why he decided to help though, he was busier than you were and might’ve cancelled a plan or two. Just to help you study? It was a little odd coming from the guy who seemed to hate your guts on some days while the others he could only tolerate you.

Wynn looks at your expression that can only be described as ‘I stopped listening a few minutes ago’, tempting him to walk out and teach you a lesson, whether that be one where you understand math or comprehend that you can’t waste his time.

He chooses the second.

“Alright, cmon” He grabs your hand, leading you somewhere without any other words, even when you ask the same questions like a confused parrot with no other things to say. “Where are we going? Wynn, where?”

“If you can’t listen with my words then I’ll make you listen with my touch” He closes the door behind him, efficiently locking it as he scoops you up and placed you on the librarian’s desk. It was her office, an empty one, something you noticed after looking around.

“We can’t be in here Wynn, the Librarian’s gonna kick us out” You sat on the desk, not daring to hop off just yet, maybe you were a little curious at to what he was planning, even if you were still confused.

“Who cares? She’s probably on her lunch break” He unbuttons your shirt, likely just for the view of how you look without it, pulling you in by the loose collar for a kiss. Strawberry chapstick is what you taste when he continued to press his lips against yours. You could hear his small intakes for breath, wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you further in.

“Wynn?” You say pushing him off, more out of breath than you expected which was embarrassing since he looked ready for another deep kiss.

“Mhm..?” He says in a low voice, fiddling with the button of your pants while looking at you. His husky yet whiny tone had you believing he’s been waiting for this moment for along time now.

“I don’t know.. um..” You sort of ramble incoherent words of confusion, you weren’t sure why you called his name, you wanted to ask what this was about but with some fear to what the answer might be… you kept quiet, letting him explore your body with his veiny hands.

You liked him, even if he was a little snappy, he was sweet at times, so if you heard him saying this was just to release tension after studying for so long you might just cry right here. It was a little sad to hope that he was doing it with some sort of feelings.

If only you knew this man was obsessed with you.

You’d likely figure it out by how he bent you over the wooden desk and hesitated to take you here. Yes, he’d prefer if you were in his bed confessing your infatuation and dedication to making him fall for you, but the growing hot situation of fucking you in such a risky place has him more excited.

“I’d be nicer with you but you haven’t been listening so” He pushed his finger inside your hole, after embarrassingly making you suck on his finger for a few moments while praising you. He manages to fit three fingers at a time, curling them inside, making you squirm against the desk, you’re forced to grasp at the end of it while trying to keep quiet.

“Keep quiet and I’ll be nicer, you can do that right baby?” He says in a low voice, massaging your ass before lining his tip at your entrance, you can feel yourself suctioning on nothing in a desperate need for him. You make a noise of agreement and he takes it as a sign that you’re ready.

As he pushed himself inside he can’t help but make a groan of pleasure. It was tight, warm too, and it was you. He might’ve been leaking pre during the study session just thinking about something like this.

He bottoms out inside you and pulls out right where his tip begins, slamming back into you with a surprised moan escaping your lips, you scramble to cover your mouth before he starts repeating the same hard hitting thrusts.

He’s on his 4th one before he starts noticing how you’re shivering already, even if he was yet to pick up the pace, he curls his arm around your stomach and pulls you up against him, making you arch against him at his will.

“Be good and suck on this okay?” He offers his fingers, this time to keep you quiet, you nod and wrap your lips around his left digits, the ones that weren’t inside of you.

He makes you stand as he pushes his cock in and out of you, you can feel your legs quiver as he fills you to the brim with his cock, you don’t know if there’s even space for a finger inside when he already has you feeling so full.

You gasp when he speeds up, leaving you with no warning as you whimper against his fingers, the sound of skin clashing has you even more focused on the situation. “How does it feel baby? Are you gonna start listening to me now?” He growls in your ear, pulling you closer to him as continues.

Wynn feels you tighten around him as he speaks, he knows you’re paying attention. Best believe he’s going to start using this as a way to make you listen.

You mewl at how embarrassing it was to be arching and bending just from his control, as if he wasn’t teaching you mathematics 10 minutes ago. You internally prayed that nobody was hearing all the sounds you were making while his cock crashed into your sensitive hole in a quicker pace than before.

You grabbed at anything in-front of you, which was the wooden desk the shook under his movement that pushed you against it. He leaned with you as you propped yourself against it once more.

“I can feel you tightening around me, you still haven’t gotten used to it? I guess I’ll have to teach you the shape of my cock too huh?” He whispers in your ear, nibbling on your earlobe as he teased you.

“I’ll fuck you dumb until you get it”

[faraway-archive]

Favorite Secretary

Yan!CEO x GN (secretary) Reader

Tw: yandere behavior, smut, mind corruption

AN; Sorry for any mistakes, and no plot- smut :p

˚₊‧꒰ა❤︎໒꒱ ‧₊

Gasping for air as you grasp his desk as he keeps fucking you. Trying to keep your moans down as his cock fits perfectly into your hole, as if it was made for him and that just made him more feral. He wants to hear more of you, if only you didn't have to be quite while he fucks you brainless. Every time both of you have sex he is very happy about ruining your career, he did everything in his power to make sure you only work with him. That you are under his control. He made sure you got rejected and blacklisted from working anywhere else but his company. Even better that you are his secretary, it helps to make sure you are closer to him than before.

He keeps ramming into you and grabs your waist tightly, making sure you don't fall onto his desk. He wants to make sure you feel his dick inside of you, at some point he pulls you up and makes you sit on his dick. Opening up your legs and just starts ramming his dick into your hole, you lost it and moaned loudly. You can't help it, his dick feels good as he keeps going in and out, it doesn't help that he is taller and buffer to. He has all that muscle and it wasn't for show, it's something that he can use to his advantage.

"Fuck baby, you feel so good. You love taking my cock right? Panting like crazy, grabbing my arm as if that can stop me from being in your tight hole."

You couldn't say anything but moan. His dick is too good, too good for you to mumble anything but a slight 'yes'. Grabbing his arms as he goes into you, begging to cum. You can't help it- his dick is too good for you to keep it in longer and you just need to let it go. You can't think straight anymore besides his dick. You hate it, you wish that you didn't have to come to this life. If only you didn't get blacklisted from the job site, you could have been anywhere else. But on the other hand you can't deny, this job is good and it helps keep you afloat in the current world. If only your CEO wasn't so.... obsessed with you, but I guess that comes with the job.

"I will only cum if you beg for it." "Please let me cum! Let me, please please," You kept blabbing, unable to make coherent sentences or thoughts. His dick is too much for you. "Cum then, since you're desperate enough for my dick."

As soon as you came, he still kept going. At this point you felt overwhelmed and your legs shake violently. Soon after he came inside of you- no warning as you feel his cum inside of you. Gasping as he slowly pulls his dick out, watching his cum drip out of your hole.

"Good.. you did so well. I'm proud of my little secretary, taking my dick well. But you did moan loudly... ah well that's another time. Good job." Smiling as he helps clean you up, dressing you in your outfit and watching you struggle to leave his office as if nothing happened.

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Below this is old writing, I didn't like the way it was heading so yeah, didn't feel like deleted it LOL

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ You always kept quiet and did your own things. Wondering why the CEO would make you be his own secretary, didn't he have one before? You wonder what happened to them. Shaking your head you continued your job, scheduling meetings, responding to emails, all sorts of boring but important tasks. While in the mists of your task, Lux, the CEO called you to his office. That's weird, he never called you to his office unless it was an emergency. Aka you fucked up. Gulping, you finished up sending the last email and began to walk up to his office.

While you were walking up to his office, Lux was eagerly waiting for you. He has done so much to get you to be this close, just a bit more and you will be his. He was able to mess up your life to the point to where you now depend on this job to survive. He was getting tired of his old sectary anyways, but you. You were appealing to him. Something about you appealed to his taste, you were someone so pure, kind-hearted, something that he mostly lacked. You touched his heart when he first saw you in that small café. He was going to pass that until he heard your voice, and than he saw you. You captivated his attention. He just had to have you. To make you his. He smiles as he eagerly waited for you, he just can't wait to make you his. No matter what.

You made it to his office, standing in front of it you softly knocked. Hearing a muffled 'come in' you opened the door. Lux. The CEO sitting in his desk, smiling at you and gesturing to come closer to his desk. You do, very shakily. When you arrived at his desk, he stands up and walks towards you, Lux towering over you as he slowly leans in to your face. You slowly back away from him until your back hits his desk.

Glancing up at him he smirks, one of his hands holds the back of your hair and yanks it. Making you look at his ceiling and felt his breath on your neck. Kissing your neck as his other hand travels down into your pants. Gasping as he quickly unbottles your pants and watching it slide down.

[yuyinesque]

WOMANEATER | “𝗒-𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗁-𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗒…”

⚘ précis. ≡ you're a therapist in a psyche ward, and your new patient isn't one you're particularly experienced with.

⚘ disclaimers. ≡ yandere!incel & psyche ward!therapist y/n, afab!reader (no fem-aligned prns used), physical violence, compulsive masturbation, hypersexuality, misogyny & women-blaming, usage of “bitch”, mentions of post-traumatic stress disorder (ptsd); obsessive behavior; delusion (secondary erotomania); age regressing; & urine, manipulation (guilt-tripping & gaslighting), mentions of suicide & self harm, implied rape fantasies & perversion.

⚘ category. ≡ nsft headcanons.

⚘ wc. ≡ 781.

𖦥 m.list. oc.list

🧷 yandere!incel who is a scrub-wearing individual who wears stoic expressions like they’re permanent masks, though at times the said mask tends to falter vastly when he’s around any woman; even fem-presenting figures drives him an inch deeper towards insanity. he’s picked numerous fights with women and only women, even when they’ve done nothing but walked past him. the fights were always prompted by truculence and defense, as for he would disclose evident signs that he was terrified of said woman, completely convinced that they were after him in some sort of ill manner, so he strikes before they even get the chance to blink. because of this, he’s been isolated away from female figures, and only male characters were capable of catering to him, as he was indifferent towards them. well, every male but you, a female.

🧷 yandere!incel who is quite the handful for inexperienced, psyche ward!therapist darling, as for they haven’t dealt with a patient with such a high caliber of disorders; their worst case so far was a suicidal woman who was diagnosed with type one bipolar. one session with the individual was enough to question your overall abilities. i mean, he despised you. at least that’s what you believed.

🧷 yandere!incel who is tired of you cheating on him with other patients! this is why he’s so angry towards you specifically, but he won’t say. however, he’s also completely infatuated with you; have i also mentioned completely horrified with you? you’ve noticed each time you would change your tone slightly, he would convert into a fretful mouse, apologizing incessantly as tears glossed his dark, beady eyes, also slipping up by referring to you as “mother” in a small, infantile voice. you concluded it was because you reminded him of such, and she was primarily the reason why he feared and hated women so much. motherly abuse.

🧷 yandere!incel who would have his calmer days since he was genuinely interested in his spouse. he’s never had a woman so madly in love with him, so it not only fed his ego, but causes his dick to swell with cum each time you evinced signs that confirmed you were oso desperate for his attention. with the way you sit up when you walk in, reassure him that everything will be fine, or even going out of your way to smile in such a lecherous manner. it angered him, especially when he begins groping his hardened crotch in front of you and complaining about you and your whorish antics. you would ignore him in response or threaten to cut the meeting short, which prompts a loud, slur-screaming, victim-blaming outburst in response.

🧷 “you’re such a bitch, you hear me?! a bitch! and a bitch li-like you shouldn’t even be alive! luring me, t-teasing me—all women are just a bunch of fffffucking sluts!!”

🧷 yandere!incel who also showed signs of hypersexuality and exhibitionism. he was a chronic masturbator, pleasuring himself to the most horrific things with your face in mind. just the thought of keeping you in your place by forcing you to perform taboo acts on the receptionist desk as everyone watched rotted his mind.

🧷 yandere!incel who would try to convince you that he doesn’t hate you only to voice his hatred towards you the next week. then he’d not only do that, but then claim that he’s never done such with tears in his eyes, finding your scoldings utterly unnecessary and so mean. there was even a time where you lost your patience and raised your voice at him, immediately causing him to not only an apologetic rant, but to begin pissing himself in the chair he was trembling and sobbing on, the strong scent of ammonia filling the room during the process.

🧷 yandere!incel who needed your touch or he’ll perform said disgraceful acts. there was a day where he pleaded for just a hug from you if he was good the whole week. once you confirmed it, he did just that. no fights, no arguments, nothing. he even apologized for freezing up and screaming at the poor, feminine soul that walked near him. you knew it was against the rules to be this affectionate towards patients, but you couldn’t break a promise. and so, you did—hugged him. awkwardly, even. he was rather short, so his face was buried within your chest, and the boner pressed against your thigh only made you feel nauseous, but not as nauseous as his next, ominous set of words.

🧷 “y-you better hope these h-hands hold mercy on your.. body once i luh-latch them onto you…”

yuyinesque | translate with permission & peruse without theft

[hana-no-seiiki]

tw: yandere, not thin/slim reader friendly, implied chubby reader / reader with ed.

synopsis: we live in a fat phobic society and i want a yan who’s the opposite of that / ways in which a yandere heals your relationship with food

yandere in the way that they will take care of you no matter fucking what

like yandere in the way that sees the way you’ve barely eaten, maybe it’s cause of stress or because you wanted to fit into a dress/suit/outfit and look “good” in it

yandere in a way that wants you to be plump and healthy so that when they fuck you, you can take it without passing out.

yandere in a way that they’ll force feed you if they have to so you’ll get better stamina to take their or give them your seed

yandere who strengthens/repairs your relationship with food by researching recipes, preparing various meals that are both healthy and filling in addition to maybe letting you lick the desert off of their body.

yandere who loves you no matter how you look, what shape you take, or how much you eat.

just never ever leave them behind or you’ll have something you really don’t want to put in your mouth or stomach.

mmm….

[maries-tales]

OC: Aaron Howard

GENRE: nsfw, fluff (around 1k)

CONTENT WARNING: fingering, somnophilia, edging, overstimulation, praise kink, female bodied reader

BROKEN WINGS MASTERLIST

Aaron loves those mornings. Slow and peaceful, when neither of you have any imperative to wake up for ballet rehearsals. When you can just spend an eternity together in bed, in each other’s arms. His lips curve in a loving smile as his silver eyes fall on you, still asleep in his embrace, your back to his chest and his arm draped over your waist.

Of course you always look breathtaking to Aaron, but there is just something about you, so peaceful and calm, that has his heart fluttering. Not to mention that you look so good bathed in golden morning light too, your supple skin still exposed to his gaze, a result from your love making session just the night before. 

And as much as part of him can’t wait for you to open your (e/c) eyes and greet him with the smile he so adores, part of Aaron can’t help but enjoy the idea of having you so vulnerable in his embrace. 

All his to savour and explore. And he aches to have a taste of your warmth so early in the day.

His lips glide on your soft skin like silk, from your bare shoulder to your nape and jaw in gentle kisses. A loving smile gracing his features, eyes soft with tender affection as you stir with a breathy moan.

“Good morning, mon amour.” He whispers against your skin, arm tightening around your waist, bringing you closer and closer still.

Gosh your skin tastes so sweet on his lips, and he can’t help the groan that escapes him as you move your hips back against his, pressing the curve of your bare ass to his growing bulge. He lets his hand trail down your stomach and further down between your thighs. A soft sigh falling from your lips as his lithe fingers smooth over your inner thighs, caressing the soft skin there and slowly building pleasurable heat between your legs. 

Much like always, Aaron is attentive to every shift in your features, his heart swelling as a light frown creases your features. You just look so cute and endearing like this, he can’t help but place another kiss on your shoulder, your hips reflexively scooting back to meet his. 

You mumble something in your slumber as his fingers slide between your folds and dip inside of you. Aaron curses under his breath at how warm and wet you are for him so early in the morning, desperate to coax a sweet release out of you. 

His thumb traces tight circles on your clit, eager to make you shake under his touch as his digits caress your plush walls. The wet noises of his fingers langorously pumping in and out of you like music to his ears. But of course nothing beats the melody of your sweet angelic moans as you shift in his hold and let his name drop from your lips.  

Your eyes finally flutter open, gracing him with an adorable confused expression, your gaze still hazy with sleep. 

“Aaron?” You turn to him, voice adorably groggy from lack of use, not yet fully awake and still threading on the edge of your dreams.

“Shh, I’m right here.” He reassures and you lean in his touch, legs spreading for him under the sheets, inviting him deeper inside of you. A simple gesture that has Aaron’s heart melting on the spot. 

“Please- Ungh… Don’t stop.” You murmur sweetly with a whimper. 

And Aaron is never one to deny your wishes. But he wants to make this last. He’s not yet done with you and still craves for more. So much more, and he knows you do too from the way your walls clench down around his fingers, sucking them in like they belong there. And maybe they do. Maybe Aaron’s fingers' sole reason for existing is pleasuring you, and that works just fine with him. 

His digits curl inside of you, teasing at your sweetest spot as his palm grinds over your puffy clit, earning him a flow of moans from you, each one more desperate than the last as he brings you closer and closer to your release. 

Your hand shoots back to grab his shoulder, the coil in your stomach ready to snap as warmth tightens inside of you. You’re close, Aaron knows it. 

So he slows down his pace, purposefully missing the spot that has your toes curling as he places a loving kiss to your cheek, soothing your soft whimpers as frustration bubbles up in your veins.

“Please Aaron- Ngh! Need to cum!” You choke out through lustful sobs, hips rolling against his hand to try and pursue your release as it slowly ebbs away from you.

“You will.” Aaron whispers reassuringly in your ear. “I just want to make this last a bit longer. You’re too cute like this.” 

Aaron takes his time with you, bringing you so close to the edge only to let you down, over and over again. Bathing in your cries of his name and the tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. Praises and encouragements falling from his lips as another release is mercilessly stolen from you.

“You’re doing so well for me. Just another one, okay?”  And you nod, too lost in your own frenzy to do anything else. Mind blurred from both pleasure and a burning need to burst. 

But you’re so sweet as you tremble and thrash in his hold. Your back arching off his chest and your eyes rolling to the back of your head once he gives it to you. Pleasure crashing over you like a tidal wave as your vision goes white. Aaron can’t help but think that edging you was worth it. 

“Fuck- I love you. You’re so perfect.” He says, kissing your jaw as his fingers dance inside of you and his hips thrust up against yours. “I hope you’re ready for more though. Because we’re not leaving this bed any time soon.”

[sooniebby]

ఌ 𝐂𝐀𝐌 𝐁𝐎𝐘

Yandere! Camboy x perverted! GN Reader

Warnings › reader is only mentioned to have a cock (AMAB). No pronouns/gendered terms (i.e baby girl or baby boy) are used this time.

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🐰𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚! 𝘾𝙖𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙮 who is a star student at your university. He’s universally loved by many—teachers, staff, students, you name it! But no one really knows him—but they heavily thirst after him. You included.

🐰𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚! 𝘾𝙖𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙮 who at first doesn’t even look your way. He’s a year older, too focused on himself most of the time. But that’s fine with you, you love watching his ass when he walks away.

🐰𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚! 𝘾𝙖𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙮 who finally notices you when he catches you staring at him at the library. His perfect Cupid bow shaped lips turned up into a snarl of disgust but you were too focused on how cute he looked in glasses to really tell.

🐰𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚! 𝘾𝙖𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙮 who’s voice sounds a bit familiar to you. But you could never figure out why. Not until your favorite cam boy came back from his month break. It didn’t take you long to connect the dots when he started speaking on why he had to take an hiatus… he started uni last month.

ꕤ

Despite his white rabbit mask that covers half of his face, you recognize those lips. The Cupid bow lips that you’d stared at for a full on month now. A fuller bottom lip with a smaller top lip. His voice was certainly that of your sunbae, that’s for sure.

Fuck, how could you luck out like this? You’ve been watching your sunbae fuck himself with dildos and vibrators for awhile now.. but now that you know who he is, why shouldn’t you try to get with the real deal?

The next time you came across him, you quickly pulled him aside into an empty classroom. He looked so perfect right now. Head tilted in confusion with his lips furrowed into a frown.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at your fidgeting.

“Sunbae, are you a cam boy?” You held up your phone, showing the website of his page.

You kept your distance—he was taller than you. He could very easily just hurt you. I’m hindsight, this was a bad idea and you were just now realizing that when your brain took over for your dick.

But much to your surprise, he laughed.

“My little pervert finally found out?” He grabbed your phone and began to scroll around, humming to himself. “Which stream was your favorite?”

“Huh? Oh, I like all of them but I really like you in uniforms..”

He hummed in acknowledgment and gave you your phone back, a smile on his lips. “You know you’re lucky you’re cute, yea? If you were anyone else I would’ve killed them.” He laughed.

But it didn’t feel like he was joking. The deep feeling of panic began to rise up in you again. Okay, maybe you should leave now.

“Well, I won’t tell anyone, Sunbae… I was just curious..”

“I know you won’t. Now that you’re finally mine.”

“Excuse me?”

A smile appeared on his lips as he inched closer towards you. You pushed up against the door behind you—hoping he’d keep his promise on not hurting you. And he did. Because he kissed you.

The kiss was short but sweet as he pulled away with both hands on either side of you, effectively changing you in.

“Since you know my secret… you’re mines now, okay? I’ll treat you well, baby~” he whispered in your ear. Your brain desperately tried to send signals that you were danger but your cock was twitching at the prospect of dating a man you’ve seen deepthroat dildos on streams.

Damn, can he do that to you?

“If you try to date anyone or have sex with anyone but me, I’ll kill them. And then I’ll punish you.” He smiled and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead before pulling away.

“Understand?”

“Yes…” You were confused on why you agreed so easily to his demands. Is it because he was pretty?

Yeah, it was. But who could say no to a man with beautiful lips like that?

“Do you have classes soon?”

“In an hour.”

“Good,” he squatted down right in front of you, his hand reaching over to your sweats and pulling it down to release your cock. You cried out in shock but waited to see what he would do. Hey, you haven’t had anyone suck your cock before—why would you turn him down?

“Wanna see how I suck real cock?”

Yeah, you certainly did.

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My first dive into yandere OCs and headcanons.. yo, headcanons are so hard, I hope it was decent enough lol I wanted to try writing a perverted reader who’s kinda creepy but the character likes it.

He’s also my first ever switch character!! Time to test my skills with a top male reader (reader will also bottom too). I did it GN here cuz there isn’t much gendered terms here so why? Next time I’ll probably be more specific to male/masc readers tho, I’ll see!

You’ll learn his name later, for his actual post! He’ll also get full on yandere in future posts, he’s kinda a slow burn. Coming soon! Feedback on him is greatly appreciated! Tell me anything you love about him or anything you think would be cool to add for him!!

Tag list: @the-ultimate-librarian @nakedtoasterr @mello-life69 @chill-guy-but-cooler @iwishtobeacrow @kiiyoooo

(Special shout-out to @kaeyasslxt who helped me create him!! 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼)

[devourable]

your first time • yanderes x reader, part one

nsfw, minors and ageless dni ;; smut (duh), virgin top x bottom gn reader, various kinks that will be tagged per character.

ft. abraham (yandere church boy), sterling (yandere prodigy), gene (yandere hacker), tobias and sebastian (yandere best friends), and mykolas (yandere monster)

this part will just be the guys (excluding the delinquents)! i wanted to put most of my polyamorous groups as well as the girls and enbies in part two. decided last minute to change it a bit and make it sort of ambiguous as to if the reader is a virgin or not. regardless!

thanks again for 2k 🫶

the church boy — abraham atkins ;; dacryphilia, elements of sizeplay, mentions of religion

abraham thought his first time would be well into the future, after he’d gotten married at his church and whisked off to start his own family like his father before him. it was just a part of life to him, not something to really care about or look forward to; but it was supposed to happen that way. but abe… he just couldn’t resist you!

he knew he shouldve stopped you the moment you had found yourself on his lap, pinning him to his bed after what was supposed to be an sleepover had gone completely off course. and he should’ve stopped you when you got your tongue in his mouth, grinded on him, getting him hard for practically the first time in his life. he should’ve stopped things before they went too far — but he couldn’t stop you. or himself, after he started to clumsily hump you back, his hands finding and delicately groping your ass in an attempt to figure out how he could fit against you best. abe has such an innocent hunger about him, he so desperately wants more — more what, exactly? he doesn't really know. you definitely end up having to take lead because he wholeheartedly doesn't know what he's doing.

but once you coax him out of his nerves and a bit of trial and error (he absolutely wouldn't have fit in you dry; and even after you taught him how to work you open and got his dick wet enough, it was still a tight fit!), you finally, finally get him inside you. and abe, poor abe didn't even know what hit him. despite the tears tumbling down his face purely from how good you felt around him, despite the deep rooted guilt of committing such a sin with the one he loved clawing at his chest, he couldn’t help how brutally he ended up fucking you. he’d pour out all of his pent up desire into you in one night, fucking you through climax after climax till you were seeing stars too.

the prodigy — sterling cygnus ;; overstimulation, risky(ish) setting/exhibitionism

it must all be a game to you, his feelings and this weird dynamic in your relationship. even when the two of you actually start dating (…sorta), he still had it in his head that you were just trying to fuck with him. what other reason could there be to explain how he felt aside from it being your fault?

it was when the two of you were in his dorm that he actually decided to push your boundaries, see what you would let him do before your ‘facade’ finally cracked. but you didn’t stop him when he pinned you against your bed, or when he started kissing you, or when the kiss transformed into an unintentionally heated makeout session. it wasn’t until you had started to pull off your shirt and palm at him through his pants that he started to think that you might’ve actually wanted him.

sterling didn’t really know how it went so far, but he stopped caring when the absolute carnal need to just feel you took over his brain. you must’ve assumed that he didn’t know how to make you feel good because he’s inexperienced, right? no? well, he doesn’t believe you. and to ensure you do, you’re not getting out of that dorm until he’s made you cum on him again, and again, and again. you’d have to think he’s playing with you at some point with how often he switches between fucking you and fingering you — he insists on making you cum both ways as many times as you can handle. he’s rattling the walls and got you sobbing his name so loud that no doubt the entire dorm can hear you (the walls were never that thick to begin with anyway). he relishes in not only knowing he’s completely claimed you, but now all of your colleagues will know too. he doesn’t care how much of a mess he’s making with your insides or how much of him spills out of you, nor does he care if you’re exhausted and sore from the waist down. you’re not done until he’s done with you — and being the overachiever he is, who knows when that’ll be? he’d hate to leave you thinking he’s anything but your number one.

the hacker — gene eliades ;; a lil dubcon-y, filming w/o reader’s knowledge

gene had waited for you to make a move on him first, he really did. he even tried enticing you in his own way, always sitting with his legs open so you could see the very clear outline of his dick through his pants, sitting you on his lap when he was working and keeping a hand on your body at all times. he’d kiss you, tell you how crazy you drove him, anything to give you an idea of what he wanted. but you never took that extra step and it left him wondering if it was because you were toying with him or if you really were that dense. either way, he had had enough, and after one particular day where the need burning in the pit of his stomach just wouldn’t go away, he decided that he wouldn’t wait anymore.

when you tried to slip off of his leg to do something, his arm curled around your waist and pulled you square into his lap, making sure you felt every inch of his erection against your ass. you were so irresponsible, constantly getting him riled up and never doing anything about it. did you even like him at all? regardless of your answer he was already sliding his hands under your clothes, groping your chest with one and working your bottoms down with the other.

it was unceremonious, the way gene bent you over his desk and buried himself up to the hilt in you before you could even voice any potential protests. but the feeling of him hitting all the right spots in you made your mind go blank, unable to do anything but moan his name every time he pulled you back against him. god, he loved hearing the way you whimpered for him, feeling you stretch around him when he fucked you just a bit too hard, the way your hips fit so nicely in his hands.

it was a good thing you were too fucked out to notice the little light next to his webcam aimed down at you. you wouldn’t mind if you did, he assumed — there was nothing wrong with wanting to remember this moment later, was there?

the boys next door — tobias & sebastian ;; double penetration, threesome

the pair had fantasized about losing their virginity to you years before it actually happened. the amount of times they’d gotten each other off with your name falling from their lips was too many to count, but god knows it just wasn’t enough for the two. but they never acted on those feelings, not until they had planned out the day to ensure it would be perfect.

you did find it a bit suspicious that the first time you were all free for the weekend at the same time was on the night that toby’s parents went out for an unplanned vacation, but you easily overlooked it when the pair offered you a sleepover (for old time’s sake!), bribed with promises of your favorite snacks and whatever movies you wanted to watch. you were sandwiched between the two in your best friend’s room, oh so aware of the growing tension but unsure where it was leading to — but then toby suddenly asked to kiss you. and what you assumed would be a playful peck ended with you pinned to the bed with tobias holding your wrists while sebastian made himself comfortable between your legs.

they really like you, and they know you like them too — you wanna be their first, don’t you? be their special someone? that’s what toby’s asking between kisses while seb’s lifting your shirt and sliding a hand down the front of your pants. it wasn’t until you finally gave them the permission they’d waited so long for that the pair allowed themself to really get the night started.

toby was the first to break you in while seb held you in his lap. it was a shame the pair didn’t think to record the moment… the face you made when toby fucked into you was so cute! and the noise you made when seb slid under you to try and squeeze into you alongside toby would play in their minds over and over again. they might’ve pushed you a bit too hard, stretching you well beyond your limit without even letting you catch your breath. they just couldn’t resist! you were clamping down on them, sucking them both in like you didn’t wanna let them go. it felt so good to make you cum.

the two were still up long after you had passed out, ogling your ruined state with an undeniable urge to fuck you up even more. they saw it like a badge of honor, proof that you’d always be theirs. the two would let you rest for the time being, but don’t worry — they still had an entire weekend with you ahead, and they didn’t plan on letting you step foot outside that house till their time was up.

the beast — mykolas ;; teratophilia (duh), size difference, outercourse/thighfucking

mykolas really, really didn’t want to hurt you. he was well aware of how big he was, especially compared to you — if you got hurt because he couldn’t control himself, he wouldn’t know what to do!

all of those thoughts were completely disregarded when he started rutting, though. the poor monster couldn’t think straight with his hormones running amok, and you being you — so soft, so small, so vulnerable, it was like you were designed to torture him through the season. you’d very quickly catch on to what was happening to your monstrous partner, considering you’d often be woken up by him grinding up against your back or stomach in a desperate bid to try and relieve the borderline painfully throbbing cock that was bothering him more and more these days. and though he’d never make his needs known vocally, you could just tell — that sad, pleading look he’d give you every time you looked at his pitiful form was just begging you to take care of him.

you knew for certain that you couldn’t just fuck him in his current state. his cock practically matched the length of your torso! and with how reckless his hormones were making him, the possibility of him ‘accidentally’ making you take more than you could handle was too high, even if you did try to take control. so to work around this problem, you opted to get a bit creative with your methods.

mykolas didn’t quite understand what was going on at first when you bent over in front of him, pants pulled down to your knees. but when you guided him between your legs and clamped your thighs around his length, you could tell the switch in his brain had flipped and he completely allowed instinct to take over. you had no clue just how good it’d feel when mykolas’s hard, wet cock rutted against you relentlessly until he was gripping your waist and pulling you against him, fucking your thighs like you were his living fleshlight. but fuck, the way he managed to slide against every sensitive spot he had access to despite his carnal state was nearly driving you insane. and mykolas delighted in the way you clawed at the ground and mewled for him, your voice so pretty when you stammered out his name. it didn’t take long for either of you to cum at that rate.

despite the mess mykolas made of your thighs and stomach, though, he wouldn’t let you get off him. he’d been pent up for so long, repressing his desire to mate with you, he couldn’t just stop there! so he went again, and again, humping you in any position he could think of, pinning you down, thoroughly wrecking you as best as he could. you were gonna be in for a rough mating season now that mykie knew how to relieve himself with you — but you didn’t mind, he assumed. you were the one that showed him how to feel better, after all.

[running-with-kn1ves]

What do you think about a yandere male that only turns yandere during the full moon?

Doesn't necessarily have to turn into a werewolf, but every full moon, it brings out the possesiveness and psychotic urges.

Like, I imagine that he's the sweetest and fluffiest and softest bf ever. A gentle giant. Couldn't harm a fly. Then as the full moon gets closer, they start to slowly change. Maybe, they start being more aggressive around others? Idk go crazy 🤣

(Maybe add some pervertedness/nsfw if ur up to it? no pressure ofc)

I really like the idea of yanderes being almost like a different breed of creature, gradually getting worse as each full moon draws near, going practically mental once it finally occurs and nearly mauling their darling.

It's worse if he's a so-called gentle giant-- that gentleness is ripped away, only to leave an empty husk of a man that has the power to crush you. He's normally the sweetest thing, kind to all those that you pass, and acts completely enamored with you-- he's so soft, you almost think that if he weren't his current intimidating size, he would be bullied for his passiveness.

He's not very verbal in expressing clinginess or needs during his stages of normal self, and may hesitate to bring up something he's upset with, whether it be seeing you with someone he finds threatening or if you reject his advances of physical comfort. He's able to tolerate such things in everyday life.

but once the moon's nearly at its routinely wholeness, there's a change in his behavior; he's become... temperamental, irked with every move you make that he doesn't like. Whether you forget to kiss him goodbye in the morning, or you tell him that you're going out for drinks after work with some overly friendly coworkers, he's become agitated and upset, getting jealous that you'd choose them over him.

Once the full moon finally reaches its completeness, getting out of the house will be a struggle within itself. He's not letting you go anywhere-- the emotional manipulation is drawn up to the max, and he can't help but use fake tears or past injustices to keep you with him. He can't help but ramble on how much he loves you-- how its because he loves you so much; he can't take it.

All he wants is for you to kiss him and make it better, to let him keep you suffocatingly close, to pay attention only to him. And if anyone dares get in his way, then he'll make them pay hell.

NSFW under the cut

For our yan boyf its not if, but when he pounces on you. He's so easily prone to getting too handsy with you in public, no matter the company kept near. You've made the mistake of bringing him to a party, and had to make some lame excuse to bring him home early, your boyfriend undoing your pants buttons moments in from the front door.

The deep bitemarks on your shoulders were painful, but there was a certain lull to the way he loved you when he was like this. He always gripped you so tightly, like he was afraid you'd slip away if he didn't keep you close enough. Whether it was an arm wrapped around your waist as he pounded inside you from behind, or two hands gripping your thighs as he kept you bouncing atop of him, he was always leaving bruises, most of which were unintentional.

You're truly lucky his sex drive isn't utterly relentless, though its definitely far higher than you ever expected. Usually, it was averagely persistent, never so much that you felt used. But during these episodes lately, he was consistent-- and insatiable, it seemed. You refused to go out on a date with him during these times, knowing he'd always need to find a place to fuck you midway, too entranced by your sex appeal, and too ticked off by those who decided to stare at you.

But the deeper he gets in taking a hold of you, the more regretful he becomes. He mutters "I'm sorry's" over and over, though keeping his relentless thrusts in play. He has little patience for foreplay, and understands how rough he can be when these episodes occur; he doesn't always remember how much strength he has, leaving him to mumble sorrowful apologies the rough morning after.

[yxami]

Aaaarg I haven’t been able to send anything cus life’s been so busyヽ(；▽；)ノ

BUT OMGGGG HARU IS SO ADORABLE!! I ADORE HIM ALREADY! Can we please get some nsfw headcanons or scenario for him? Whichever you’d like better!

-🌸 anon

I was thinking about writing some nsfw about him lmaoo 🤭

description: yandere bunny hybrid x fem reader, soft yandere, nsfw, nsfw cannons, smut, etc etc.

The two of you had made a deal as roommates, don’t be an ass if you’re bringing somebody over to your room. Agreeing on the same thing helped when either of you wanted to relieve some stress with someone.

Dates being brought over were no trouble, until Haru started having a problem with it. Now that he wasn’t avoiding you and only greeting you when he had to, he liked being around you. He liked solely being with you in the apartment.

He didn’t want anybody else coming over anymore. He just wanted your attention, and he didn’t want you focusing on anyone else!

Once he brought up this topic, you were bummed out that he wasn’t okay with it anymore. It actually made you curious on why he didn’t like it. Was it the fact he didn’t have someone anymore? Or maybe was he trying to go home and not hear your moans in the other room.

You didn’t ask any further, and just agreed. He was probably just uncomfortable with it now. And that was half right, he just didn’t like that you were with someone else instead of him.

He took it upon himself to ask to be your fuck buddy, to help you please yourself and you’d do the same to him. It was a win win situation, no feelings would happen and the two of you would just be having fun.

Obviously the feelings part was a lie, he had a big fat crush on you. He wanted you to love him and play with him, he was up all night just thinking about asking you it.

You thought it was a great idea! It was better than having to go on a date with someone, or having someone catch feelings right after one simple night stand. You shook his hand as a humorous way to agree and called it a deal.

This is how you encountered all of Haru’s dirty habits.

You learned that he was a greedy bunny in all parts of his life, maybe even more in bed. He was a pillow prince who demands to be the center of attention.

He would happily lay back, allowing you to pump his cock up and down with little kitten licks along his tip. He’d be a huge brat and tease but if you were threatening to finish the session right then and there he’d whine and play nice in order for you to continue.

He loved when he got a full view of you riding his cock so beautifully. He would observe your every face and make sure to thrust in which spots you loved best so he could make you happy.

If he was in heat he would bend you over any counter, bed, or surface that was available. He’d have a hard time not touching you when he was filled with such warmth through his body that begged for yours.

Haru would overstimulate himself as he begged you to take all of him, his energy was never ending and only seemed to stop after he came four or five times. His moans and whimpers only increased with your body slamming back onto him for the hundredth time. He would always make sure that his cock bottomed out inside you.

He would cry if you were deciding to go to work instead of helping him with his red throbbing cock. Once you got back, he’d jump at you, sobbing that you left him and to never do it again or he’s running away.

He would pull at your clothes and shamelessly hump your leg if you weren’t paying attention to him enough. To say he could become more of an attention whore was imposible.

Until Haru surprised you, knocking on the door and scratching at it if you went to the bathroom. His sniffles would be your warning before the waterworks happened.

You’d have to help him! He was just a poor little bunny boy who needed help with his heat, you’d help him out! Right?

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[darlingvhs]

he’s so…so cute… i just want to smother him with all my love and maybe rearrange his insides until the only thing he remembers is my name, whining it pathetically like a prayer spilling from his pretty little lips ♡

[maries-tales]

OPEN UP

CHARACTERS: Aaron, Adam, Julian

GENRE: nsfw, mdni

CONTENT WARNING: throat fucking, oral sex (m. receiving), praise kink, dirty talk, size kink, dacryphilia

BROKEN WINGS MASTERLIST

AARON

Aaron never really explored his sexuality before he met you, he didn’t really feel the need to. Once he fell for you it was another story though, Aaron never knew something could feel this good. And he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t imagined you sucking him off a few times, alone in the darkness of his room, furiously fisting his length. 

He never thought you’d want to do this though. And at first he wasn’t too sure about letting you go down on him, he much prefers when it’s the other way around. But when you insist and kneel in front of him…There’s only so much he can do to resist you. 

The moment your lips wrap around his cock, he’s a goner. Your mouth is just so warm, and your throat so tight… It takes all he has to not lose his mind as he watches you greedily suck on his length, your pretty fingers wrapped around his base. 

“Huh- Ungh- keep going.” He grunts, one of his hands gently caressing your cheek as encouragement. “You’re doing- amazing.” 

You moan at his words, urged by his praises and the salty taste of precum on your tongue. You hold his gaze, his heart skipping a beat in his chest as you take him whole down your throat. And you look so cute as your eyes water from the sheer size of him. Aaron is obviously more than you can chew, still you try your hardest and continue to bob your head up and down his length at a slow pace. 

“Wait- Ungh- do…do that again.” He voices out between ragged breaths and grunts. And before he knows it his hands are at the back of your head, guiding you to follow the desperate thrusts of his hips. 

A part of him hates himself for giving into his urges, for giving into his greed. But when you eagerly take him whole and gag around his length, swirling your tongue around his shaft… He just can’t find it in himself to stop. 

“Just- fuck- Just slap my thigh if- Ungh- if it’s too much.” He throws his head back, curling his fingers in your hair, delighted by your moans of approval, one of your hands gently fondling his balls for good measure. 

JULIAN

Julian knows he shouldn’t like it so much. 

He shouldn’t like how tears prick at the corners of your eyes as you struggle to take him whole in your mouth. He shouldn’t like the muffled gag that comes from you when he slides deeper and hits the back of your throat. 

But you just look so pretty, so hot and so his. He’s dreamed of this so many times, he can hardly contain the butterflies that burst through his chest as you kneel before him with your hands splayed on his thighs. And he just wants to cherish you, strong hands cradling your head as you slide your pretty lips up and down his cock. 

“Just- fuck- Just like this-” He grunts through gritted teeth, head falling back as his hold on your hair tightens. 

He tries hard to let you go at your own pace, but it just feels so good, it’s just so warm and tight and - fuck- he thinks he might lose his mind right there and then if you keep up like that. His thighs quiver with pent up desire and the aching need to let the beast inside of him lose from its cage. 

Something that doesn't go unnoticed by you. 

You’re so wicked as you pop him out of your mouth, smoldering eyes looking right into his as you playfully nip at his needy tip, the salty taste of precum coating your tongue.

“Don’t do that.” He warns with a grunt, eyes dark with lust and the shadows of something you don’t want unleashed. Or maybe you do. For his warnings only fuel your desire to get a glimpse of his wild side. Which he can’t help but deliver when you take his tip in your mouth again, playfully sucking on half his length to get a reaction out of him. Which of course it does, his hips involuntarily bucking up in your hold as his hands push your head farther down his length. “Damn- Ungh- Take it.” He grunts, a thumb caressing your cheek as he thrusts all the way down your throat, 

“That’s it- Take it all, baby.”

ADAM

As surprising as this might be, Adam rarely fantasized about this. He much prefers the thought of drowning between your thighs or making sweet vanilla love to you in bed. But saying he never touched himself to the idea of you taking him in your mouth would be a lie. 

He feels so shameful when he does though! Because the last thing Adam wants is to ruin or degrade you! So it takes some time to warm him up to the idea. To him it just doesn’t feel right as he should be the one pleasuring you! He can’t possibly let you get down on your knees for him! 

But, much like Aaron, when you insist and tell him you just really want to have him in your mouth… He cannot really refuse, can he? After all, it is not like Adam can ever say no to you. Well, except when it comes to you asking him to let you go, that is. 

“We don’t have to do this, you know.” He says nervously as he watches you get down on your knees in front of him, a delicious shudder running up his spine as you wrap your hand around his shaft and give it a few pumps. 

And in spite of his previous reluctance… Adam has to admit that part of him enjoys the sight. Unable to tear his eyes away from you as you wrap your hot mouth around his cock. 

“Oh-!” A surprised moan spills from his lips, taken aback by the pleasure that floods his veins as you bob your head up and down his length, “Gods you’re- Ungh- So warm.”

At first he doesn’t really know where to put his hands so he just tries to keep them behind his back, he’d hate to do something you wouldn’t like. But when you take his hand and put it behind your head… His heart melts at the idea that you trust him so unconditionally that you’d let him do what he wants with you. 

“Do you really-?” He pauses, gazing down at you with eyes hazy with both worry and unabashed desire. Of course he wants more, so much more as nothing could ever fill his unquenchable desire for you. 

Only when you nod, mouth still full of him and moaning around his length, does Adam let himself go. Placing his hands at the back of your head to push you forward and slide deeper down your throat. 

“Feels- feels so good-” He chokes out, fingers threading through your locks as you struggle to take him whole, gagging as he hits the back of your throat. He almost pulls out at the sound, terrified at the idea he hurt you, only for you to hold him still and shoot him a warning glance. 

That’s the last strike for Adam, and all it takes for him to stroke your hair before gathering it in a makeshift ponytail. Grunting and moaning like a whore as he helplessly pushes his hips against your face. 

“So-So good!” He praises, too lost in his own world of pleasure to notice the tears at the corners of your eyes, “‘M close!”