#you pussied out after the fourth cup.

[4ggravation]

while him and haitham were doing the coffee tasting, kaveh was on the verge of vomiting because he Cannot handle bitter foods. like he was legit coughing and hacking like the dramatic bitch he is. haitham had to be the one to make the end decision. do you see the vision.

[suguann]

✎. simon will do this, if it makes johnny feel better.

tags. fem!reader, established relationship (simon/reader), threesome, double penetration in one hole, slight size kink, dirty talk [18+ only]

featuring. simon, soap

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Simon doesn’t share, but he makes an exception this time after his best friend’s date is a no-show, and he isn’t heartless enough to let Johnny hang out at the pub alone. Anybody will tell you: he can be a real nice guy when he wants to be.

And you don’t mind the extra company or another mouth to feed, that the flowers in the vase you put on the counter were meant for someone else, how Johnny gets flirty after his fourth beer, or— 

“Fuck, love,” Simon grunts into your shoulder when he finally eases his cock into you beside Johnny’s. “I guess you can take it like a champ, after all.”

But you hardly hear him over the sound of your heart pounding in your ears and the creaky mattress below your knees.

Johnny thumbs away your tears while you tremble above him, cupping your face to pull you into a kiss so you have something to focus on other than the feeling of being split down the middle—it takes an extra amount of effort not to clench down when you already feel like you’re about to break in two.

“Look at you,” Johnny mumbles against your lips. “Never thought you’d really let me do this.”

Then he pulls out, slick heat gripping him the whole way, and pushes deeper inside, punching a shaky breath out of you. 

He and Simon are in perfect sync, keeping you full while the other drags his cock out, only to fill you up again. It’s almost embarrassing how wet you are—at how much you like it—a hazy cloud settling over you as they use you for their pleasure.

Because Johnny’s sad, and you have a thing for making people happy.

Simon sucks little possessive marks into your shoulder and across your spine, murmuring filthy praise against your skin that consists of “sweetest and tightest pussy, my perfect little fucktoy” and “so fucking pretty.”

“That’s it.” Johnny’s voice is low and strained, barely heard above the loud squelching between your legs, but he sighs it into your mouth as he slowly comes apart. “Fuck—ah—you feel so good.”

A hand dips between you to press against your belly, where you can feel them, hot and heavy against your walls, making you squeal as a little ball of warmth travels down to your toes and all the way to the tips of your fingers. Simon fists your hair, tugging you away from Johnny so you’re looking up at him upside down. 

“So greedy that you needed two cocks to fill this soft little cunt, huh?”

You whine, unable to form an actual response outside of a few jumbled syllables, but a slap against your ass makes you whisper a shuddered yes.

He tells you to open your mouth before he spits onto your awaiting tongue, some of it hitting your cheek. When you swallow obediently, he smears what doesn’t make it across your lips with the thick pad of his thumb. 

“Don’t forget who you belong to,” he sneers, at odds with the soft way he kisses your cheek and reverently chokes on your name. Neither of you hear Johnny groaning under you as you clench down hard at the possessiveness in his voice—because at the feel of his wedding band pressing against your throat like a brand, how can you forget?

Simon doesn’t share, but this, he’ll do. Just this once because you’re already his, and he wants Johnny to know what it’s like to have a woman like you.

[cherrychilli]

18+ Steve Harrington x F! reader, established relationship, cockwarming WC:1K

A/N: Will I ever tire of writing about cockwarming Steve? big fat fucking nope. Enjoy!

By the fourth time you walk up to his home office with your teeth clenching the inside of your cheek and your thighs warm from pressing together so often, you know for certain that you wouldn't be able to peel yourself away this time.

On days when Steve worked from home you usually tried not to intrude until he was finished with his work. You always left him to type and scroll and click without distraction but you're forced to break your little rule today, reminded that some urges are just too strong to quell when the throbbing between your legs refuses to yield.

He's yet to notice you watching him from the doorway as he types, quietly taking in the way he's concentrating on his tasks. The light from the monitor reflects off the lenses of his glasses, the same ones he'd once grumbled about having to wear when the Doctor recommended them at his last check up.

He only warmed up to them after all the times you slipped in little comments about how handsome he looked in them. Even now when the woody hazel of his eyes are veiled with a sheen of blues and purples and his hair, now dry from his morning shower and uncombed, hangs over his forehead instead of pushed back like usual.

Stepping inside, you pad over on bare feet, your footsteps muted by the soft carpet beneath your soles as you approach him silently. It's only when your shadow stretches over his keyboard that Steve realizes you've come in, turning away from the computer screen to give you his attention.

"Hey sweet thing", he greets with a smile, lazy but full of warmth.

You try to match it with one of your own though you realize you've already given yourself away when a look of concern overtakes Steve's face, noticing the furrowing of your brow and the soft pout of your lips as he reaches out to take your hand.

"Everything alright?", he swivels his chair round to face you, meeting your stare with his wide, attentive eyes.

"Just wondering if you'll be done soon", you try to keep your tone steady but your voice wavers towards the end, bleeding into a slight whine that he catches easily.

"Gonna be another hour", he tells you with soft, kind eyes and a gentle squeeze of your hand. "What's got you so worked up?"

The question, though expected, leaves you feeling a little frazzled. You can't deny how tightly wound you've become over the last couple of hours just from imagining all the things you'd like for Steve to do to you, a potent mix of tension and yearning gnawing at you from within your belly, your whole body begging for a kind of relief only Steve can provide you.

"I miss you", you reply earnestly before your voice drops into a pointed whisper. "Wanna be close to you".

The way Steve's eyes light up from behind his glasses makes you feel hopeful, happy to see him appear so eager because you know he's caught on now.

"Yeah?" he pulls you closer to stand between his spread legs, lips picking up into a grin. "Feeling needy, huh?"

You're not embarrassed to admit it, leaning in closer to Steve, your lips brushing the shell of his ear, inhaling the lingering scent of the mango shampoo and body wash you both share.

" 's all wet down there. Feels so empty Stevie", you whisper, making sure to flick your tongue over his lobe before you pull away and look at him longingly.

You find him looking more than a little pleased. "Show me", he orders you gently, his gaze following your hands as you curl your fingers around the hem of your dress, lifting it up to let him see underneath.

Your panties are simple, standard white cotton but thin enough that he can easily make up the shape of your pussy underneath, the fabric swallowed up slightly between your folds while the near translucent patch of cotton where your slick had gathered is damp to the touch when he extends a hand to cup you gently.

"Poor baby. Need me to fill you up?", he pouts playfully at you.

You nod, letting out a shaky sigh as he pulls your panties aside, unsticking the wet cotton from your weeping core, lightly brushing his fingers through the hair on your mound before beginning to rub circles over the firm bead of your clit.

"You gonna be good for me and stay still till I finish my work?", he asks next, leaning forward to press a quick kiss just above your clit.

"Yes", you nearly squeak, his fingers closing around your clit to pinch it softly, rolling the sensitive pearl between his thumb and forefinger.

"Come here then", he grins.

Elated, you let your skirt drop, reaching under it to pull your panties down past your knees and step out of them when they pool around your ankles, letting the undergarment rest on the floor to be picked up later.

Steve gets himself ready too, pulling his jeans and boxers down to his ankles with ease, his cock still mostly soft but starting to harden as you move to straddle his thighs first.

You start by licking your palm, both of your eyes fixed on the way you wrap your wet fingers around his length and begin to stroke him until he firms up completely in your hand.

"Can I? please?", you look to Steve, your breathing almost labored because of how close you are to what you've been craving all day.

"Yeah, go on sweetheart", he replies, cradling your cheek and pulling you in for a kiss before you balance yourself of your knees, hands on his shoulders and with Steve's hands secure on your hips to help keep you steady.

Aligning your entrance with the tip of his cock, your skirt fans out around you, feeling Steve's tip press past your folds and bump your hole. You're able to have him push through with a little effort, popping inside and easing the rest of him inside you while you sink down inch by inch, swallowing his length as your walls keep a tight grip on him down to his base, your built up arousal leaking all around him.

"Thank you, Steve", you sigh blissfully, so relieved to be full, no longer battling that ache that'd formed when you were empty.

"That's my girl. Sure you can hang on till I finish this up?", he rubs a hand down your back to soothe you while you hook your chin over his shoulder, humming back contently.

He pats you lightly on the ass, a soft chuckle making his chest rumble against yours. "Good. And don't get too comfortable, okay? I'm not even close to being done with you yet".

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

aftercare with miguel o’hara

(18+ minors dni, fem!reader) - filthy start then goes into aftercare

wc || 743

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"I know, baby," he coos right under your ear, praising you as he pulls another orgasm out of you. He draws out your fourth release, talking you through it. "I'm almost there, querida. I'm right there," he mutters, his words shaky and breathless as he ruts into you.

His hands are desperate, clasping around your throat and breast like it was the only thing he needed. Ploughing into you urgently, his balls heavy and hard against your ass as he chases his release, insistently fucking you in the way he wants. He spews a few Spanish curses as he pulses inside you, murmuring while erratically twitching, spilling his warm load deep inside. His groans of pleasure are animalistic, deprived even.

He sloppily fucks his come into you, somewhat lazily, staring at the way his arousal leaks from you, drips out of you. He reluctantly drags his softening cock from you, looking at your pussy as he does so. Watching how you'd clasp and clamp around nothing, around his absence, how you'd visibly miss the consuming feeling of his cock buried in you. He reaches over your jolting naked body underneath him, kissing your lips as though it was his way of showing he cares, tenderly working over them to comfort and praise you for being so good to him, thanking you almost. "Cariño," he whispers against your lips, his words warm and tender, much unlike how they were before. "You're so sweaty," he lowly chuckles, pushing the damp hairs around your forehead to the side and placing a sweet, light kiss on the centre of it. "Come on," he whispers, extending a hand.

Miguel is often an enigma to you. How could someone so cold, harsh and mean be so soft, loving and sweet? He's always the latter with you. He would never treat you the same way he treats the others. You were special. You were his. 

He flicks on the water in the shower, and as he waits for it to get hot, he walks back to you, slowly stalking over to you, his softened cock hitting his thigh with every step. His frame is dominating and broody in front of you, but his expressions are delicate and gentle as he cups your cheeks. He gazes into your sweet eyes like you're the most precious and valuable thing, the one sworn thing he wants to protect.  

His big hand laces into yours, warm and gentle as he guides you to the shower, helping you in and following closely after. His hands are back around your face, cupping your jaw as he tilts your head back into the flowing water, being cautious not to push too far back or the water would get in your nose. Sweetly and silently wetting your hair, loosening the sweat from your hairline. "So beautiful," he whispers, watching the water bead around your face. 

He carefully twists you around so that your back is to him, picking up the shampoo bottle from the floor to lather into your hair, scrubbing your scalp with his strong fingers. He rinses and repeats, being mindful not to get the suds in your eyes, treating you like he's aware. Attentively and thoughtfully. He then judiciously combs conditioner through your somewhat matty hair, doing as he's seen you do a hundred times before.

He spins you back to him, smiling at the cute expression on your face, looking at you with nothing but admiration. He pulls your loofah from the hook, squirting your favourite scent of shower gel onto the netted fabric before gently scrubbing over you, cleaning you with a grin on his face, one that matches yours. 

After he washes you, he puts you under the flowing water to keep you warm as he cleans himself, washing his hair and body with eyes glued on yours, gazing at you. He joins you under the shower head shortly after to rinse the suds, kissing you tenderly in between.

Miguel slips from your touch, reaching outside the glass door to retrieve two towels. Turning off the water, he wraps you in the soft fabric, patting you dry before doing the same with himself, draping the towel over his bottom half, exposing his deep v. 

He ushers you to the bedroom, placing one of his t-shirts over you after blotting you dry. He throws on a pair of joggers before turning to face you, his features soft and compassionate, glimmering with charm. "Hungry?"

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[seraphicsentences]

hey baby i was wondering if you could write something about chubby!reader feeling insecure and Ellie noticing and worshiping her body like a damn goddess byeee ily!

hi my loveeee i loved this request but i hated everything i wrote. i’m so sorry this took so long i’ve clearly been off my game. heres a half decent drabble to suffice and it in a god-awful written out form if you want your eyes to suffer (here)

✂️ so imagine date night with ellie after a loooong tough week, and you’re stuffed up in your room, frustrated, because you cannot decide what to wear for the life of you. everything’s either too tight, or too casual, or too short, and really you’re starting to think that it’s just you that’s the issue.

✂️ here comes ellie now, swinging into your room absolutely elated to be going out with her girl after a brutal, busy week of not seeing her, and she can feel the distressed tension emanating from you the instant she steps in.

✂️ “what’s wrong, baby,” she’ll ask, coming up from behind you to wrap her arms around your waist, peppering kisses against the side of your head in greeting. —to which you’ll merely shrug, biting your cheek as you let out a shaky sigh, mumbling your frustrations.

✂️ and then ellie’s jumping in, genuinely distraught that her beautiful girlfriend doesn’t see herself the way she does, and she’s tugging you over to sit between her legs in front of your floor-to-ceiling mirror, and she’s gently prying your arms away from being held over your bare stomach.

✂️ she has a hand cupped softly by your jaw, making you watch yourself as she takes you apart, but not before quite literally worshipping every single inch of your body.

✂️ she’s murmuring things like, “i want you well-fed,” and “it’s my duty as your girlfriend to spoil you silly,” when you frown at the creases over the pudge of your stomach, and whispering things like, “look at you, fuck you’re so pretty” and “c’mon tell me how pretty you are,” as you blush at the way she won’t let up on her praises.

✂️ she’s squeezing at the meat of your thighs, staring hungrily like she wants to sink her teeth into them (and she has, before), and ranting on about how much she loves them— especially when they’re squirming shut tight around her head.

✂️ and then her mouths going off nonstop, telling your pretty mind to shut up and for you to use your pretty voice to tell her where you need her and to spread your pretty legs so she can see how soaked you are for her and then stuffing your pretty, dripping, pussy full of her fingers.

✂️ and she doesn’t stop there. taking it as her job to fuck you through three orgasms while you watch your reflection fall apart, murmuring sweet, sweet praises that have you clenching down around her like a vice.

✂️ and even through your tear-filled vision your eyes soften, as you can’t seem to see anything other than genuine love and affection in the way ellie presses soft kisses to your nose and forehead between whispers, and in the awe-struck way her mouth drops open every time you shudder against her warm chest, fingers grasping in her hair as she stimulates you beyond belief.

✂️ and when she’s decided that you’ve had enough, you can deem yourself nothing short of beautiful without grimacing, she curls her overworked fingers to caress the deepest crevice of your burning core, rasping into your ear, “you’re perfect, and you’re mine,” she says, “my perfect girl.” and that’s what tips you over the edge, hurling towards your fourth orgasm as you arch into ellie’s touch, gasping for air.

✂️ it’s when you’re coming down when she strums her fingers through your hair, continuing to mumble the gentlest assurances into your sweated-over skin, capturing your lips in an oh-so-soft kiss to whisper, “i love you,” into the warm cavern of your mouth.

✂️ “let’s order in yeah? we’ll put on our movie,” she’d say, because it was never about going out to a nice dinner, but going out to a nice dinner with you. and dressing up is overrated anyways, she decides.

well yikes!

[quickiesgirl]

Hard To Resist - Joel Miller

Paring: Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Warning: 18+, Smut, Established Relationship, Morning Wood, Handjob, Blowjob, Short Fic, My Shitty Writing.

Kinktober 16 - Wake Up BJ

The morning sun peeked through the hanging curtains as you gradually opened your eyes and adjusted to the brightness that filled the room. You pulled the covers up slightly and snuggled back into the strong pair of arms that held you in a loving embrace, one wrapped around your waist while the other lay beneath your neck and the pillow. 

Lustful memories of the night flooded your mind. Seconds felt like minutes as the two of you grappled for each other and began peeling off articles of clothing. You had the whole house to yourselves and took that to your advantage after date night. 

You suddenly lose thought when you feel his morning erection bulging prominently into your ass. The same one that’d been pounding you from behind nearly hours ago, forcing you to ride out your fourth orgasm of the night into your fifth.

You tucked your bottom lip between your teeth and began teasingly grinding your hips back into Joel, pussy growing wetter by the second, leaving a trail of warm arousal on his skin, listening as he grunts softly in your ear. 

You slipped out of his grasp, careful not to wake him while you lay your hands on his chest, slowly rolling him onto his back and sneaking to the end of the bed, where you reside between his round, hairy thighs. The soft sheets slid down the curves of your hips, uncovering his naked body to your admiring eyes. 

Joel looked incredibly peaceful in his slumber, undisturbed with his relaxed body forming perfectly into the mattress, his broad chest rising and falling with ease, and facial muscles relaxed with his slim lips puckered slightly. 

You grabbed the base of his large, heavy cock and lower down, pressing a gentle kiss against his mushroomed-shaped tip, swiping away the bead of pre-cum with your tongue, hearing him growl in his slumber. 

You take your flattened, saliva-soaked tongue and gradually lick up the underside until you reach the head of his length, where you delicately trace your pointed tongue back and forth, along with your slick, lips grazing into his skin as you simulate his sensitive glans, teasing him endlessly with this action. 

Joel shifted against the mattress with his cock twitching from the feel of your pursed lips placing kisses down his protruding veins, to his firm, heavy balls before you gently scooped them into your mouth and suckled lightly. You lace your hand around his member, pumping him a few times while your other one keeps his thighs open for the time being.

Pleasuring noises began to fill the bedroom as his hips shutter beneath your touch. You let off with a wet pop, wrapping your mouth around his tip and engulfing his dick in heat that felt absolutely incredible. Saliva coats his cock while you lower yourself down. Taking every inch until your nose is buried into his pubic mound, gagging lightly when his head strikes the back of your throat. 

You cover your arms over his squirming hips, lashes fluttering up at the handsome man as you watch him begin to stir awake. Your cheeks suction around him, feeling his veins pulsate along the underside of his length while you bob your head up and down. 

Joel blinked his heavy-lidded eyes open with a slight haziness before an intoxicating moan escaped his lips, “Oh, sweetheart, oh, fuckin' christ…” 

He gazed down at your beautiful self and cupped the back of your head, stabilizing himself before raising his hips off the bed, thrusting his cock into your mouth. Cheeks hollowing around him one last time before strings of his sticky, sweet cum cover your tongue, swallowing every single drop with a pleased hum. 

With a warm smile, you looked up at the older man with that piercing gaze, hands snaking up his stomach while he caught his stolen breath and settled into the mattress. 

“Well, good morning to you.” He spoke in that low, morning voice as you crawled up and laid upon his warm chest, heavy arms lacing comfortably around your body with his softening cock against your plush thighs. 

"Morning, handsome." You murmur, grabbing his scruffy, graying chin and tilting his head to the side, allowing yourself more access to place small kisses and bite marks on his inner neck.  

"Don't get too comfortable there, darlin’," Joel warned, grazing his fingers along your lower back, feeling your skin prickling under his touch and your body squirm ever so slightly.

"Why do you say that?" You ask, feeling his calloused hands grab your hips firmly and his knee tuck between your thighs before swiftly rolling you over. 

You gasped, eyes broadening as you looked up at the rugged man hovering over you, pressing into your heated core while he leaned down, purring in your ear sensually, "Cause I'm ‘bout to devour this sweet little pussy." 

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[kidney9-9]

Kinktober Day 1 - Peter Parker

Welcome to day 1 of Kinktober! I hope you enjoy, please read the warnings!

Peter Parker x Reader [Smut] Warnings: Smut, virginity loss, slight corruption kink, condom use Word Count: 1730

Peter whimpered as you deepened the kiss, causing his body to slide down the bed even more with you on top of him. You adjusted your legs to be set on either side of his body and you lightly settled your body down against him, causing him to gasp. You grinned at the noise and pulled away from the kiss.

“Something wrong, Peter?” You asked softly, loving the bright red on his face from just a normal kiss. Today was the fourth time you two have gotten this far. You’ve wondered how long it was going to take for him to finally want to go all the way, and you two have been dating for six months.

“Uhh, nothing, no – it’s just, well,” He paused, breathing hard from feeling so intense from the kiss. “I think I’m ready now. I want to go all the way.” He continued, barely making eye contact with you. He bit his lip hard, almost drawing blood.

You felt your smile widen, “Aw, baby, really? We can still wait – if you’re feeling nervous about it.” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, but it sounded like he was almost ready. You felt yourself become more and more aroused at the thought of finally having sex with him.

“Yeah, I’m ready for sure now. I’m just really excited. And yeah, kinda nervous, but who wouldn’t be? Any virgin would.” He huffed out a nervous laugh at himself and gazed down at your body.

“Should I take off my clothes now or wait, is it like the other way around? I’m a bit confused.” He continued, rambling slightly as he shifted in his spot, causing you to lightly grind against his hard on. He gasped loudly at the contact, jaw dropping as he shuddered at the feeling.

You smiled softly at him, “I just want you to be sure though. Are you certain that you’re ready?” The action you just saw of him gasping at just the smallest movement made you feel even more wet, wanting to watch him react to your body. You wanted to ruin him so badly, but you wanted him to be sure.

“Yes! Yeah, I am, please, I want this so much.” He begged you and you nodded softly.

“Okay, honey, then we’ll do this now.” You wiggled yourself off him, purposely rubbing your clothed pussy over his hard on, making him whine softly under his breath.

He smiled back at you excitedly and started to strip his shirt off at a fast pace, making you chuckle softly. You slowly took off your pants, taking the time and as you turned back around to look at Peter, he was already completely naked. You blinked in surprise, but a grin formed on your face, loving the eagerness from him, the cute virgin.

“Wow, Pete, wanna help me take my top off since you’re already undressed?” You asked, hiding a fond laugh from him. You gazed down at his cock, eyes widening slightly at the size – the girth. Incredible. How was this guy a virgin with such a huge cock?

“Yes!” He shot out at you and fumbled his hands to take your shirt off. You raised your arms as he took it off and threw it across the room, causing you to laugh this time.

 Your bra and panties were still on, and Peter gazed at the bra in wonder, “How do I take this off?” He mumbled under his breath, but you caught it.

“It’s pretty simple, just unhook it in the back.” You explained to him, and he nodded in embarrassment, turning slightly to get to the back of your bra. Just as he unhooked it and let it fall off your body, your breasts were instantly cupped by Peter’s hands.

Then he backed away almost immediately after, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I should’ve asked.” He let out, stuttering. You shook your head to him and smiled, bringing his hands back to your breasts with yours, and placed them back over your breasts.

“Baby, it’s okay, you can touch them however you’d like to. I’ll tell you if something’s wrong.” You responded, glancing down to see him lightly squeeze your boobs gently, as if he was scared something would pop out at him. You took your panties off quickly while he was focused on your boobs.

You two were sitting on the bed, with your legs crossed and Peter leaning on his knees, sitting back on his heels. After a few moments, he started to squeeze a little more and move his fingers around your nipples. Finally, he pinched one of your nipples, causing you to shiver at the feeling, which he noticed and instantly squeezed your other nipple, wanting to see you react more.

“That’s good, keep going.” You encouraged him, and then leaned in to kiss his cheek. He turned his head to meet your lips in a kiss and you slipped your tongue out to his bottom lip, making him open his mouth. You two started to make out and his hands became more aggressive and explorative as one of them wandered down your body, squeezing at your hips and the other rubbing your nipple in his fingers.

He moaned your name as you pressed your body against him, and your hand found its way down to his hard on, causing him to shake against you as you lightly circled a finger over his tip.

“I wanna be in you now, please, so bad.” He pleaded, and you pulled away and nodded. You knew he wasn’t going to last if you really set your hands on his dick, since the last time you tried to give him a hand job, he instantly blew a load. You hadn’t prepped yourself at all, but you were very wet, and you figured it was going to be fine – but you did start to pump a finger in and out of your pussy slowly as you moved into another position.

You laid back and watched as Peter got up from the bed to get a condom. You weren’t sure where he would keep his condoms since this was his first time. But then you saw him lean underneath the bed and grab a box, then open the box to show a few condoms in there. You smiled, a little amused that he would hide condoms in his own apartment – but you were glad he was being quick about it.

He rolled the condom down his dick and turned to you, eyes widening at the sight of you pushing two fingers in and out of your pussy. You added a third – even though it burned a little and watched as Peter gulped.

“I’m ready now.” He said after a few moments of watching you finger yourself in preparation. You nodded and removed your fingers and before you could move again, he pounced on you, grabbing your hand, and bringing it up to his face.

He looked so curious and excited, and you were so confused at what he was doing with your hand – and then he licked your fingers clean. You gasped in surprise at his action because he had never once brought up wanting to do anything with your pussy.

“Why’d you do that?” You asked, a bit shocked still, but very aroused.

He blushed heavily, “I always wanted to see what you tasted like, but I was too nervous that I’d mess up. So, I – uh, wanted to lick your fingers to see what it was like.”

You chuckled softly at his actions, “Mm, you continue to surprise me. Are you ready to fuck me now?” Your crude question caused him to cough in shock and look down at your pussy in wonder.

“I – yeah, I am.” He stuttered and you smiled at him and nodded for him to continue.

You placed your hand on his dick very softly and guided it to your pussy. You placed it to your opening as Peter shifted to be above you. He held himself up with one of his elbows and placed his other hand on your cheek.

He pushed in slowly, eyes meeting yours. Then he gasped as his tip was inside you, he moaned your name, “Oh my… oh wow.” He panted.

“Keep going, it’ll get even better.” You encouraged him, leaning up to kiss his lips gently.

“Really?” He panted, and continued to push into you, stretching your pussy out more. You groaned at the feeling, wanting him to be completely inside you.

You shifted your hips, causing him to steep into you even more, and he gasped loudly, eyes squeezing shut. “Ah! Fuck, fuck.” He whimpered and finally he pushed all the way in, bottoming you out.

You sighed in relief and watched as he shuddered. “Ok baby, good job. Now you gotta move in and out, can you do that?” You asked gently.

He nodded, “Yeah, I think I can.”

He grunted as he pulled out and then in again, and he started to fuck you at an unsteady pace. You started to rub your clit, bringing yourself up so you could orgasm in time with Peter. You gasped as he continued to hit your g-spot, “Right there, keep going!”

He continued rigorously, and within the next two minutes, he started to groan loudly, hiding his head in your neck.

“I- I’m gonna cum. Can I cum? Please?” He gasped and you nodded quickly, “Yes, Peter, cum for me!”

Almost immediately after you said that he thrusted in deep and stopped as he started coming hard. You wish you could’ve felt his cum inside you, filling you up.

“Ahh, fuck, that’s s’good.” He groaned loudly, and you quickly continued to rub your clit. He pulled out of you, and he pushed your g-spot one last time, pushing you to orgasm. You moaned as it happened, and sighed in relief as you calmed down, watching Peter heaving.

He collapsed next to you with his eyes closed. You smiled at his expression and kissed his forehead lightly.

“That was really good, Peter. I’m glad we did that.” You spoke up very gently.

He opened his eyes and smiled back at you, then he glanced down at his cock hardening again, then looked back at you sheepishly, “Can we maybe do that again?”

You laughed loudly, but nodded, “Yeah, sure thing.”

[sanjisblackasswife]

I’ve been binge reading all your OP works this morning and they’re so good! 😫 ❤️‍🔥 could I make a request for the monster trio making reader squirt for the first time ☺️

A/N: Aww Thank you! :D You’re so sweet and alrrrriighttyyyy👁️👁️ enjoy!

Monster Trio Making You Squirt For The First Time Headcanons (NSFW)

Black Fem Reader in Mind

CW: Overstimulation, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Fingering, Squirting

Sanji

He had a goal to do this since you both started having sex

It’s canon he reads porn, okay idc what y’all say those magazines in his locker was at least 70% playboy/porno books. So he has seen women do many things but the one thing he always was fanscinated with and wanted to try was to make a woman squirt.

Now that he has you and you guys were constantly having sex when readily available, Sanji always makes it his goal to make you squirt

He tries a lot with his tongue, his fingers, his Dick, he doesn’t care he just wants to be graced with the view of you releasing your sweet juices on him.

It’s been 2 months and he hasn’t been able to achieve his goal and it’s been starting to bug him.

He knows he is still satisfying you regardless but he won’t be until he figures out how to make it happen

He almost gave up when he found one of Robin’s more “adult” books and read about the woman’s body. And he figured out where your special little G-spot was so he decided to try it out tonight after dinner

“Sanji…” you moaned out, you were on top of the Kitchen counter, bottoms thrown across the clean floor and your pretty blonde in between your thighs, “We could …ah-have done this in my room—-uh!”

He wasn’t even listening to your pleads which was unusual on his part but he was too too focused. He began to scissor you and suckle on your swollen clit for some time now causing your hips to buck in his mouth.

Sanji then grabbed your inner thighs with both hands squeezing them as he decides to use his tongue to fuck your little hole, it wasn’t long until his tongue brushed onto a sensitive spot inside your walls making you cry out his name.

“Fuck—Sanji there!”

Finally, he made you squirt, the feeling felt so weird yet so good cumming in his mouth like that and like the dirty boy he is he lapped you up clean.

“That’s all I wanted from you, my love.” He cupped your fucked out face smiling at you before letting you taste yourself on his mouth.

Zoro

When it happens he jerks back and thinks you pissed on him

He has never made you squirt before and you mentioned how you never had to done to you so he always kept it in the back of his mind to make you squirt but he didn’t make it the main focus when you both have sex

However today he touched a new area inside you and you just let go without warning

He was fingering you and it just happened

“DID YOU JUST—?!”

“NO NO! I SQUIRTED ZORO!”

He looked down at the wet mess you made on his sheets and forearm, “You never done that before have you?”

“No…but you knew that.”

“I know but…I didn’t think you’d actually end up doing it you drenched me all I was doing was fucking you with my fingers.”

“You make me feel good asshole what do you think was ganna happen…”

You felt his mood shift, he almost smirked at you the same way he does after an enemy attacks him and it made you sit up, but he just pushed you back down as he kissed you harshly on the lips with his hand around your throat.

“So I make you feel that good huh…” His voice was deep in your ear, almost above a growl, you felt his hand caress the side of your naked body making you shiver, “You wanna do that for me again?”

“I can’t control it Zo—AH!”

He pushed your thighs to press against your chest and used his index and middle finger to make vicious back and fourth movements on your untouched clit, spitting on it to lubricate it more.

“That’s okay, I’ll teach this pussy of mine to squirt in command soon enough.”

Luffy

He’s shocked but doesn’t care too much and keeps going

He really doesn’t mind how messy sex get as long as nobody shits, farts, or throws up

However you never squirted before so it felt weird

“Wa-wait—ah Luffy wait!” You Held his shoulders to push his back from your neck, “I—I um..”

Luffy felt the rush of warm liquid hit his lower abs, but he didn’t pay much mind to it until he looked down,

“Did you pee? It’s okay we can—“

“N-no I didn’t I..I squirted.”

He looked at you dumb founded and then sat back and laughed, “YOU WHAT?!”

“LUFFY!” You shoved your face into the pillow feeling embarrassed, he was tickled to death to know about your new “feature” when having sex.

“So You’re Like a little Water gun, huh.”

“STOP IT!”

“I’m just kidding Y/N!” He pulled the pillow off of you to peck your pouty lips, “It’s okay. As Long as it didn’t hurt i don’t care….it didn’t hurt right?”

“No it didn’t ….it was actually the opposite…you…made me feel really good.” You mumbled, afraid of stroking his ego somehow.

And you did.

“Well then let’s try it again! I wanna see it happen this time!”

“Wait what—LUFFY NO!”

Luffy readjust his cock back into you since it was slipping out and rest your ankles on his shoulder, “Okay so just do what you did last time, okay?”

“Luffy i can contro—AH!”

It was too late to reason with the man he wanted to see you squirt and he was going to do just that with his Dick and tongue all night if he had too.

Because now that’s his new favorite thing to see you do.

[shalomniscient]

ok but yknow how zoya left with bay yi and all after that one incident… how about shes watched you all along and comes back and just fucks fem chief so sweetly to make up for everything?

nsft utc—

REUNION SEX AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA after so so long she can finally hold you again and touch you again and oh, she’s not letting you go for the next week at least—

the first few rounds would be the most desperate fucking, your hands and hers clawing and tearing at each other’s clothes. she needs to feel you, warm and alive under her touch, her hands roaming up and down your body and delighting in the way you squirm and respond to her with soft sighs and mewls. she loves the feeling of your fingers winding tight in her hair, your blunt nails scraping along her scalp as she presses hot kisses down the column of your neck. she’s painfully, achingly hard in her pants but god she fucking needs to taste you now so she’s sinking down to her knees immediately, spreading your legs apart and just diving right for your pussy.

zoya makes out with your dripping cunt, throwing one of your legs over her shoulder as she eats you out against the wall. her lips and tongue make loud smacking noises as she licks and slurps at your cunt like it’s the last meal of her life. she loves it when your hips jerk and you fuck yourself on her tongue, the cute whine that tumbles from your mouth when your swollen clit catches against her nose. when you cum into her mouth she groans, the taste of you nearly making her nearly spill in her pants.

she doesn’t give you a moment to recover though, rising back up to her feet in a flash and lining her freed cock with your sopping cunt, slipping into you in one smooth thrust. her teeth worry the skin of your neck as you squeeze around her with a pleasured wail, your pussy gushing around the base of her and leaving a faint white ring. you feel so good wrapped around her thick cock that she gets a little pussydrunk, muttering how well you were taking her with each rut of her hips. she fucks into you at an inhuman pace, rocketing towards her high at lightspeed. your legs have given up on you at this point but that’s okay, zoya can hold you against the wall with one hand while the other toys with your clit until you’re squirting all over her abdomen. that’s all it takes for her to reach her peak too, spilling thick cum into you with a low, throaty groan. it drips down your legs and onto the floor when she pulls out, so she’s quick to move you both to the bed to continue.

by your fourth orgasm, both of you have calmed down somewhat. you’ve burned through the passion and now you’re left with the gentle intimacy instead. she’s gentler now, bracing herself above you with one arm as she thrusts slow but deep, making sure you feel all of her with each movement. the kisses you both share are soft and tender, your hands cupping zoya’s face like she’s the most precious thing in the world to you. her eyes flutter shut as you brush your thumbs along the ridge of her cheekbones, her heart feeling so achingly warm in her chest. when she kisses you, she hopes you can feel her sentiment, the emotions her voice struggles to convey.

(i missed you.)

you both cum together, and zoya laces your fingers together tightly as you clench around her and she spills into you again. she moves to pull out, but you wrap your legs around her waist and shake your head. zoya blinks, but then she smiles, settling on top of you but careful not to crush you, her cock still buried deep in your cunt. connected like this, zoya can’t help but feel… safe. it’s a little foreign to her, but as you kiss her temple and card your fingers through her silvery hair she feels her eyes flutter shut in contentment. she falls asleep in your arms like that, her hands resting on your waist and her face buried in the crook of your neck.

and maybe she’s just dreaming, but right before she drifts off she hears you whisper, “i missed you too, zoya.” it pulls a smile to her lips, and for the first time in a long, long time, she feels like she’s at home.

[pppppppppppt]

Imagine every time someone cums on your chest, your breasts grow. The first time you notice it, its just a little but of cum that dribbles from your mouth down to your chest. They don't change much, but you can feel them swell. And decide you'll test it later. The guy wakes up to his cock down your throat and seconds away from busting. He moans and with a shake of his hips, he cums but you quickly pull it out and he sprays your chest with a thick layer. Then you feel it, a hear building, and you both watch as your bust grows rapidly. Jumping two, three cup sizes. He stares as you fondle your new cum covered breasts. Soon enough, he's hard again and you've got your tits wrapped around his cock. The head barely shows now and soon enough, he's cumming again, the entire load between your improved assets. And once again, you watch them swell even more this time. His cock disappears in your cleavage, but you hop up and run to the bathroom to admire them in the mirror. They're massive and heavy, cum still dripping from them, you rummage around for a measuring tape. Your bust is almost a full foot bigger around, and you look back into them room. He's exhausted, but you can see him throbbing still. Pouncing on him once again, you envelope him i the folds of your massive chest and for a fourth time, he coats your cleavage. This time them don't grow quite as much, maybe another 3 cups, but you can feel them getting heavier and fuller. You close your eyes and blissfully play with them. Until you feel a wet spot forming on the bed. You open your eyes to see milk dripping from your enormous tits. You smile, grab his exhausted head and shove both your quivering nipples in his mouth he drinks greedily. Soon enough you feel something poke your ass, and you shift off his torso. Keeping one tit in his mouth, you reach your other hand to his twitching cock and begin to stroke it. You want to be even bigger so you point it at your chest, but before you can start you feel it throb powerfully in your hand. You watch as his cock starts to grow. Soon your hand can't even reach around it and the length is incredible. The more he drinks the bigger his cock grows and soon its well passed his belly button and dripping precum. You lose yourself in the pleasure of his mouth and the throbbing growth of his cock. Soon, it can nearly your your mouth if you lean down a little and the girth is insane. You try to measure with your hands, but he keeps growing and it quickly passes 6 hands stacked one on the other. You pull yourself free from his mouth, and sit your dripping pussy on his face, taking the massive cock in hand and trying desperately to fit in in your mouth. His touch goes to work and at the same time, his hips start bucking, forcing the gargantuan cock further down your throat. As this rate there'll be no way to pull it out and direct the blast to your chest, so you pull away and let him fuck your chest for a while. Finally he unleashes a torrent of cum on your chest. And you immediately feel it swell again. They don't sag much, they're so full of milk but they still reach your belly button. Your areolas are palm sized and your nipples stand out clearly. You finally get off his face and stand above him, directly his cock to your dripping hole. Even with how wet you are and the precum, its still incredibly hard to fit it in. He's thicker than a bottom of soda and incredibly long. As you lower yourself down, he starts thrusting, your chest bounces with every movement and you can see the bulge he makes. Your knees start to give out when you're only 1/3 of the way down, and before you can catch yourself, the collapse and the entire length slams into you. You recover from the shock after a minute, and are greeted by the sight of his cock buried so deep it pushes against your breasts, you can see the outline clearly, sticking out away from you. And before you know it, he's thrusting again. His enormous cock pounding in and out of you until with one last thrust, you feel him swell inside and a hurricane of seed fills you. There's a part 2 if you want

Omg yes more I love this🤤❤️😍

Im gonna draw something for this🥰

(Ok I quickly sketched this, she’s based off me btw🐮😘)

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

sweet and soft aftercare with miguel

(18+ minors dni, fem!reader) - filthy start then goes into aftercare

wc || 743

masterlist

was requested here :) this is a repost*

- the good stuff under the cut -

"I know, baby," he coos right under your ear, praising you as he pulls another orgasm out of you. He draws out your fourth release, talking you through it. "I'm almost there, querida. I'm right there," he mutters, his words shaky and breathless as he ruts into you.

His hands are desperate, clasping around your throat and breast like it was the only thing he needed. Ploughing into you urgently, his balls heavy and hard against your ass as he chases his release, insistently fucking you in the way he wants. He spews a few Spanish curses as he pulses inside you, murmuring while erratically twitching, spilling his warm load deep inside. His groans of pleasure are animalistic, deprived even.

He sloppily fucks his come into you, somewhat lazily, staring at the way his arousal leaks from you, drips from you. He reluctantly drags his softening cock from you, looking at your pussy as he does so. Watching how you'd clasp and clamp around nothing, around his absence, how you'd visibly miss the consuming feeling of his cock buried in you. He reaches over your jolting naked body underneath him, kissing your lips as though it was his way of showing he cares, tenderly working over them to comfort and praise you for being so good to him, thanking you almost. "Cariño," he whispers against your lips, his words warm and tender, much unlike how they were before. "You're so sweaty," he lowly chuckles, pushing the damp hairs around your forehead to the side and placing a sweet, light kiss on the centre of it. "Come on," he whispers, extending a hand.

Miguel is often an enigma to you. How could someone so cold, harsh and mean be so soft, loving and sweet? He's always the latter with you. He would never treat you the same way he treats the others. You were special. You were his.

He flicks on the water in the shower, and as he waits for it to get hot, he walks back to you, slowly stalking over to you, his partially soft cock hitting his leg with every step. His frame is dominating and broody in front of you, but his expressions are delicate and gentle as he cups your cheeks. He gazes into your sweet eyes like you're the most precious and valuable thing, the one sworn thing he wants to protect.  

His big hand laces into yours, warm and gentle as he guides you to the shower, helping you in and following closely after. His hands are back around your face, cupping your jaw as he tilts your head back into the flowing water, being cautious not to push too far back or the water would get in your nose. Sweetly and silently wetting your hair, loosening the sweat from your hairline. "So beautiful," he whispers, watching the water bead around your face.

He carefully twists you around so that your back is to him, picking up the shampoo bottle from the floor to lather into your hair, scrubbing your scalp with his strong fingers. He rinses and repeats, being mindful not to get the suds in your eyes, treating you like he's aware. Attentively and thoughtfully. He then judiciously combs conditioner through your somewhat matty hair, doing as he's seen you do a hundred times before.

He spins you back to him, smiling at the cute expression on your face, looking at you with nothing but admiration. He pulls your loofah from the hook, squirting your favourite scent of shower gel onto the netted fabric before gently scrubbing over you, cleaning you with a grin on his face, one that matches yours.

After he washes you, he puts you under the flowing water to keep you warm as he cleans himself, washing his hair and body with eyes glued on yours, gazing at you. He joins you under the shower head shortly after to rinse the suds, kissing you tenderly in between.

Miguel slips from your touch, reaching outside the glass door to retrieve two towels. Turning off the water, he wraps you in the soft fabric, patting you dry before doing the same with himself, draping the towel over his bottom half, exposing his deep v.

He ushers you to the bedroom, placing one of his t-shirts over you after blotting you dry. He throws on a pair of joggers before turning to face you, his features soft and compassionate, glimmering with charm. "Hungry?"

— — — — — — — — — — ☆ — — — — — — — — — —

[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

After Care

Note: no spooky fic, just a little story idea that had to get out.

Warnings: 18+!! smut, bdsm (spanking, restraining, dom/sub relationship), fluff!!

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: You and Sihtric had been together for a few months, and after you finally took intimacy to the next level, he provided you with after care.

wordcount: 2,1k

Masterlist

'How are you feeling mentally?'

'S-Sihtric,' you breathed, 'p-please.'

'Beg,' Sihtric commanded, 'beg harder for me.'

'Please,' you begged again.

Your pathetic whine was nearly a whimper, which was only barely audible. Your words were muffled as your tear-stained face was pressed into the pillow underneath you. Sihtric kept your arms firmly behind your back, as he held tightly onto the chain of the leather handcuffs he had cuffed you with earlier, moments before he had ordered you to get down on your knees for him and told you, 'Open that pretty mouth for me, princess.' 

You had obeyed and, later, swallowed his cum, like the good girl you were for him. And now, Sihtric had a firm grip on your hair, tugging your locks as he fucked you relentlessly from behind after he had thrown you onto the bed, just the way you had told him you wanted it before it all started. And you had been a helpless lady for nearly an hour as you allowed your muscular Dane to take full control of you, which he gladly did.

'Beg!' Sihtric growled and spanked your ass hard, twice, 'be my good little slut, come on,' he chuckled and hummed softly as he continued to pound into you, 'keep begging until your last release, little girl.'

'God, please,' you murmured, feeble.

Sihtric had already made you reach your peak three times before, and still continued without stopping for only a second. And you knew he wasn't going to stop until you came for the fourth time. But you were almost numb, tired, and probably sore too but you didn't quit feel it yet, because you loved it. Your salty tears mixed on the pillow with your cherry scented saliva, as you just laid there, drooling while being used. The pleasant fruity flavour of the lubricant you had tasted when your dom had fucked your mouth still lingered on your tongue.

'One more,' Sihtric said with a grunt, 'give me one more. I want to feel you cum on my cock on more fucking time, princess, and I promise I'll fill you up and let you go.'

He gave you another hard spank and pulled your hair once more. Instead of keeping his grip on your handcuffs, he now wrapped his big, warm hand around your throat and leaned in, fucking you hard into the matress as his lips grazed your ear.

'Come on, princess,' Sihtric whispered with raspy breaths, and slowed down his strokes inside you, 'you're doing so good, taking me so fucking well. I know you have one more. Can you give me one more?'

'U-uhu,' you hummed, your head was completely empty, your eyes half shut, while you bit down on your lip with a tired smile.

'What was that?' Sihtric chuckled in your ear as he saw your dishevelled state, then spanked you again, 'I ask you a question, you answer with words, understood?'

'Ah!' you cried at the burning sensation, and giggled, 'hm, y-yes, Lord.'

'Can you give me one more?'

'Yes, L-Lord,' you moaned.

'Good girl,' Sihtric hummed.

He picked up his ravaging pace again, and didn't stop until you finally came again. And as promised, he filled you up as he came inside you, with a heavy growl, shortly after you had reached your peak again. Sihtric stilled inside you for a moment, and you smiled in the pillow as you felt his warm load drip out your used up pussy when he pulled out.

Then, Sihtric quickly released you from your handcuffs and carefully turned you over to lay on your back, and he cupped your cheek as he leaned in.

'Look at me,' he said, soft but sternly, 'hey, look at me, princess,' he said again when you didn't immediately respond.

You opened your eyes and blinked a few times, rapidly, while feeling drowsy.

'Are you okay?' Sihtric asked and stayed close.

'Y-yeah,' you sighed and gave him a soft smile.

'You sure?'

'I'm sure,' you smiled and sniffled.

Sihtric pressed a kiss to your forehead before he wiped your tears away. He was quick to grab a towel that was already next to the bed, and he carefully cleaned you up before he took care of his own mess. He handed you a bottle of water and sat down next to you, covering you up with the bedsheet while you eagerly sipped the water.

'You should drink too,' you said softly, and held the bottle out to him.

Sihtric smiled a little shyly and accepted your offer of sharing a drink.

'Thanks,' he said, and brushed his tattooed fingers over your reddened cheek, which he had slapped earlier that night when you were still being a brat.

After you had both caught your breath again, you told him you should probably use the toilet, as no one enjoys a bladder infection. Sihtric chuckled at your words but agreed and handed you his robe, to cover yourself up with. And while you went to the bathroom, feeling unsteady on your legs, Sihtric changed the bedcover and sheet to fresh ones. When you returned to the bedroom, he walked over to you and cupped your cheeks as he towered over you.

'Shower?' he asked.

'Together?'

'If you're okay with that?'

'I am, but…,' you chuckled, 'my legs are a little shaky. I may want to sit down in the shower.'

'Oh,' Sihtric pouted, then smiled, 'I have a better idea.'

He took your hand and led you back into his bathroom, and instead of switching on the water in his walk-in shower, he switched on the shower head in his bathtub.

'Come,' he said and helped you step safely into the tub.

He got in behind you and you sat in between his knees, then, he pulled you to lean back against his chest as he took the shower head.

'How's the temperature for you?' Sihtric asked and allowed you to feel the water.

When you told him it was good, he took his time to gently massage your skin with some shower oil before rinsing it off, and he washed your hair too. When he was done, you suddenly turned to him. He gave you a surprised and mildly confused look when you took the shower head out of his hands, and grabbed the bath oil.

'Oh, you don't have to-'

'I do,' you smiled softly and slowly massaged his muscular body with the oil, to which he smiled and eventually relaxed. 'I don't want you to have a top drop,' you said as you washed the oil off his skin, 'people always talk about sub drops, but who looks after the dom?' you asked and looked up at Sihtric.

'Yeah,' he whispered, and looked away from your eyes, 'I've had those drops.'

'Which isn't weird at all,' you reassured him, and proceeded to wash his hair before you both got out of the tub.

'Will you let me dry you off and check you?' he asked.

You nodded and let Sihtric do his thing. He carefully dried your body with a soft, warm towel and checked your skin for any serious marks, cuts or bruises. Only your buttocks were rather reddened, along with the tender skin on your left cheekbone, and Sihtric took care of those spots by rubbing some cooling lotion on it, to ease the burning sensation and speed up the healing process.

'How's your cheek, sweetheart?' Sihtric asked as he held your chin, 'was I not too rough? I fear I definitely left a mark there.'

'No,' you felt your cheeks heat up and smiled shyly, 'I liked it, you… you actually could've slapped a little harder even. Maybe next time?'

'Really? I mean, sure,' Sihtric chuckled and nuzzled your nose softly, 'next time I'll go a little harder on you if you want,' he pecked the tip of your nose and took your wrists, rubbing his thumbs over your previously cuffed skin. 'Your wrists show no bruises, but that doesn't always mean anything,' Sihtric said after inspecting them, 'they don't hurt?' he asked and looked into your eyes.

'No, they're fine,' you said, 'those handcuffs you got are good. They're firm but they don't hurt.'

Sihtric smiled approvingly and kissed your cheek, before he gave you one of his shirts to wear.

'Will you wear the Care Bears sweatpants?' you asked with a grin when Sihtric got dressed.

He looked back at you over his shoulder and let out a soft laugh.

'Yeah, if you want me to,' he smiled and grabbed the sweatpants out of a drawer, and quickly pulled them over his boxers, 'guess I am a bit of a Care Bear, huh?' he chuckled and pulled you in for a hug.

'Yeah,' you smiled, then pressed your face into his muscular chest, 'my Care Bear.'

'Your Care Bear,' Sihtric agreed and kissed the top of your head, 'only yours, princess.'

He pulled away slightly to cup your cheeks, 'You sure you're good? No pain or any discomfort at all?'

'Well, I am a little sore,' you shrugged with a smile, 'and my legs are a little shaky still, but nothing weird otherwise. You?'

'I don't feel sore. Maybe my shoulder a little, from all that spanking,' Sihtric said with a sly smile.

'But how are you mentally?'

'How are you feeling mentally?' he returned the question, 'did you feel safe? Loved? And do you feel safe and loved now, after the fact?'

'I do,' you took his hands in yours, 'you made me feel safe and loved the whole time,' you smiled, 'you never went too far or did something unpleasant. You really listened to me when we discussed this and never did anything that was not talked about or not agreed upon. Thank you,' you said softly and kissed his cheek.

Sihtric blushed lightly and tried to hide his smile, but his soft gaze betrayed that he was currently not the dominant boyfriend anymore that he had been the past few hours.

'I'm glad you enjoyed it,' he said, 'because I did too. And as long as you never felt unsafe or scared or in serious discomfort, or anything like that, then I'm good too.'

'I know,' you said, 'but still, how are you really? No drop experience?'

'No, none of that,' Sihtric said, 'I'm just hungry.'

'Me too,' you laughed.

And before you knew it, Sihtric picked you up and carried you into his living room. He sat down on the couch and gave you a pillow, which you put on his lap to rest your head upon, and you looked up at him as he held his phone.

'What are you up for?' he asked.

'I'm craving burgers and fries right now.'

'Nice,' Sihtric grinned and was quick to place an order at some take-out burger place.

While you waited for the food to be delivered, Sihtric switched on the tv and put on one of your favourite shows, but you weren't paying much attention. Your attention was still focused on your boyfriend, who had pulled you up to sit in his lap and caressed your cheek while occasionally stealing a kiss.

'I love you,' he said.

'I love you too.'

'You did so good,' Sihtric whispered and smiled against your lips as he held your face in his hands, 'I'm so proud of you, sweetheart.'

'You did good too,' you chuckled, 'you play the part of a dom so perfectly, but I know it's not always easy.'

'It is if our after care will always be like this,' he said, 'and if our communication stays clear.'

'It will,' you promised, 'it always will be.'

'Then things can only become more enjoyable,' Sihtric smiled, 'give me a kiss?'

You smiled and happily planted your lips on his, until you were interrupted by the doorbell. Sihtric was fast to return to you with the food. He insisted on feeding you some fries and bits of the salad that came with it, whenever he wasn't trying to kiss you. You giggled at his harmless taunting for attention, you loved the fact that he couldn't keep his hands and lips off you for more than a few seconds. And after you both finally finished your burgers and drinks, Sihtric picked you up again and carried you to his bed. He cuddled up with you and buried you both under the sheets. And until the very moment Sihtric dozed off with you in his arms, he nuzzled your skin and peppered you with kisses wherever he could, when he wasn't murmuring praises and sweet nothings in your ear.

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[neopuppy]

Jaemin fisting drabble please 🙏

warning: fisting, rimming

Jaemin’s index finger traces spit over your lips, pushing your thighs open with a knee, he cups your core spreading wetness around your mound.

“when you do that—I can’t.. can’t think.”

he chuckles, noting that he must not be doing a good enough job if you’re able to form a sentence still.

“you don’t need to think right now, do you angel?” his voice comes out coated with clueless confusion, but the menacing glare behind his eyes speaks volumes. “I do the thinking for you.”

Jaemin smiles sadistically, dragging a wad of spit collected on his tongue between three digits to coat them. he reaches down again, tapping past your entrance teasingly on his way to your rim. the pads of his fingers rough, igniting waves of shock up your lower back. “you really have the best ass, that’s why I’m always begging for it..”

Jaemin pouts, batting his large doll-like eyes at your tear stained face. “I do it cause I’m obsessed, like a fiend counting down the minutes until my next hit.”

he prods your rim, watching how you shudder from each small movement; smirking to himself as he dips in one finger and pushes to keep your leg up, pressing your knee to the bed. “my angels so sensitive. I know.. I know baby.” Jaemin cooes, using the palm slotted behind your knee to reposition himself onto his stomach, his face hovers before your holes at the new angle.

“look at that angel,” he sighs, speaking down to you in that condescending baby tone he loves to use to manipulate and get his way. the memory of each time Jaemin breaks into this character throbs between your thighs, neck lifted with strain to catch his face contorting adorably, forming an ‘O’ with his lips as your holes clench for him. “wish you could see how cute your pussy looks, the prettiest hole I’ve ever seen.”

“don’t, d—don’t tease me baby.” you plead, already whining after hours of being edged until your cunt aches. fucked into like nothing but a toy, a warm tight fleshlight Jaemin spends endless amount of time abusing.

“oh, you want more now?” his lips pucker, clicking his tongue. “what happened to ‘stop baby, slow down, it hurts?’ hmm?”

he grins, smoothing his fingers over the expanse of puffy flesh that’s hidden your clit. fucking into you with abandon and a hand gripped around your throat to cut off your cries. because watching you squirm away, attempt to free your hips and feel your nails scratch at his abdomen only makes his dick hard; desperate to watch you cum from the pain he puts you through, you just look too fucking cute begging for his cock covered in snot and tears.

Jaemin faintly hears your chant of apologies begin to spill, too immersed to care by how obscene his digits look slotted between your swollen folds; smoothing his free palm up your thigh, he jolts your body with a harsh smack. diving in latching his mouth around your rim as he slides three fingers inside your heat. “fucking pretty and sweet,” he says, sending your toes into a curl. “how do you taste this sweet?”

Jamein’s register falls low, vibrating against your rim as his tongue works through your resistance, his fingers pushing through your core; scissoring open with a close up view of how your insides flutter, slutty hole desperate to have something, anything filling it up.

curling three digits up inside of you, Jaemin focuses on how your mound lifts up from the pressure, slurping at your ass, putting meaning behind his words. he could eat you out for days, uncaring what hole he can bury his face in. any part of you he can get his hands on, he’ll make you cum, he’ll make you scream.

thrusting his fingers at a steady pace, he slips in a fourth, acknowledging how your hips cant up seeking more. nasty, so fucking nasty and never satisfied, he thinks, smiling against your pulsating rim that he hasn’t stopped stimulating, licking fat stripes up and down the crevice.

“s’full—so full baby,” you whimper, rolling your head side to side overwhelmed by his hand working in circular thrusts, the tips of his fingers teasing against your cervix with each full reach.

“that’s how my angel likes it,” Jaemin’s lips vibrate, planting a kiss on your rim, dragging his tongue around and speaking brokenly between huffs of air. “always asking for more from me, begging like a whore.” squirming, you try to nod, sobbing out an unintelligible response that satisfies him.

“gonna fill you up real good, is that okay?” Jaemin’s mouth stays attached to your rim, rubbing his filthy wet lips back and forth leaving no inch of skin untouched. his thumb pushes at your gaped entrance, shrinking his hand in more to squish his fingers together.

“you’re really taking it, fuck I’m so proud of you.” Jaemin gasps in awe, moaning from the pitiful pained sounds you start to make. cock rutting against the bed animalistically at the sight of your stretched pussy sucking his wrist in deeper. “you feel so good angel, so warm and wet.”

Jaemin works his folded in fist, jerking it until you let out a lust-filled moan, spine lifted off the bed panting like a bitch in heat. he can feel it, the way your walls clamp around his fist, the sensation more insane than he could have ever imagined.

“be a good girl, cum for me like this. I know you can do it.” he’s panting too, fucking the bed like a damn horny teenager. uncontrollable and so turned on by your heat enveloping the entirety of his fist. “give me that squirt baby girl.”

a garbled cry rips from your chest, arching up painfully as tremors shoot down your legs. “Jaemin!”

release bursts out around his fist jamming inside of you, raining out loud even with his hand trapping most of it. “shit!”

Jaemin can’t stop himself enough to pull out and fuck you full of cum, shooting his arousal out all over the bed, painting his stomach and thighs in it. he laps at his wrist, sucking up the dribbles of your cum. “hottest thing I’ve ever seen angel, fucking amazing.”

[idcbabyialreadylostmymind]

Fuck away the pain

Pairing- Jake Sully x f!reader

Summary- Tsu’tey up and left you one day and what other way than Jake letting you use him to fuck away the pain.

Warnings- Using sex as a coping mechanism kinda, using people for sex but the other person knows your using them, fingering, p in v, hickeys, just a little bit of angst, crying (a lot of it), the L word

A/N- omg tessa making an actual fic instead of just talking about it 🫢 okay but i actually love this

Jake watched as you downed another drink, it had been your fourth and he hadn't seen you eat anything that day, or the days before. He saw the way you glared daggers into Tsu'tey and his new mate. He always suspected that something was going on with you and Tsu'tey but never this. He made his way over to you holding his own cup of nectar. ''Hey baby.'' He said giving you a sweet smile, Jake was always sweet to you, always giving you flowers, presents, he called you baby even though you had protested because you were not a baby.

''Hello JakeSully.'' You say looking at him yellow irises dazed and tearful and your cheeks deeper in color than the rest of you. ''You okay?'' He asks as the tears pooled at the bottom of your eyes threatening that if you blink once again they'll fall. It seemed you were fighting to tell him something before taking another sip of the cup, ''I don't see the issue in telling you.'' You begin to say as the many flee back to their home leaving you and Jake alone.

''Me and Tsu'tey had relations.'' You say and he nods confused on why you would tell him this now that Tsu'tey was mated. ''All the way up until two days ago.'' You say and Jake understands now you, just like everyone else in the clan had no idea that Tsu'tey would ask Ninat to be his mate, and then the tears spill, drinking the last of the nectar you put the cup down. ''And now all I feel is this pain, this ache within me that won't go away, I just want it to go away.'' You cry in Jake's arms.

He soothes you by rubbing circles on your back. ''It's okay baby, its okay.'' He coos into your ear as you climb into his lap his big, strong arms hold your sides as your jagged breaths move with his shallow ones. You look at him and you finally realize what would keep the pain at bay. It seemed Jake got the message too as he saw the way you stared at him, ''You can take it out on me.'' He whispers and you slam your lips into his, teeth clashing as your hips move in motion against his groin. ''Show me where it hurts, baby.'' Jake said pulling from the kiss moving to your neck, he sucked deep marks into your blue skin, his large fingertips going over them.

Grabbing his hand you bring it down to your covered cunt. The material so thin you could feel the heat from his hand against your core, you couldn't stop yourself from getting off on his hand. His unused hand untied your loincloth from your sides and tail he pulls his hand away earning a whine and he smiles as he places his fingers in between your soaked folds, yelping at the action which soon turned into a low purr when he moved them, playing with your clit, your hips moved in sync with his fingers, your thighs trembled as you felt a coil in you tummy. You were close, so close. Pressing your hips down harder you open your mouth sweet whines leaving you. Jake changes his pattern when he touches the right spot, circling your clit over again he holds your top between his teeth watching your tits jiggle every time you ground yourself against his hand. And finally it happens, you came so hard you thought you'd never come down, you heard the voices of angles ring through your ears, your vision clouded with lust, your hips stopped moving as your pussy throbbed against his hand. After you get off and down on your knees and Jake stops you from undoing his loincloth. ''You don't have to baby.'' He replies and you smile at the nickname rather than protest than usual. ''C'mere lets get you home and cleaned up.'' He said helping you up to your feet and back home.

After that night you and Jake were attached by the hip, you told him what happened with Tsu'tey, how he and you used to have sex all the time, after hunts, in the mornings, days, and nights. You told him how you loved Tsu'tey and how Tsu'tey told you he loved you too. And you told him the pain you felt when you saw Tsu'tey kiss Ninat in front of the entire clan claiming they had mated in front of Eywa. And so Jake saw how you felt, he saw how better you felt after he helped you get off, and so he let you use him. It's not like he minded.

Stepping on your tippy toes you kiss him and he kisses you back, this time it was different, more passion. You stumbled onto the bed taking your top off, Jake was quick to follow reaching behind himself to undo his loincloth from his tail, he took it off throwing it across the room. He watches you shed the loincloth that hid the place he really, really wanted to get to.

You look at him as you place your loincloth down, your knees inward covering most of you, and when your eyes meet his the lust in his eyes shot straight down to your heat, opening your legs Jake could have sworn his heart stopped right there. Sure you two have had sex but something this time was different but you couldn't place it. Jake shuffled in between your legs, his length hit your wet lips. He looked into your eyes as he grabbed his pulsating cock, dipping the tip between your folds, stimulating your clit with the mushroom tip. Lapping against your pussy lower and lower until he makes it to your entrance, it throbbed against his dick. Wanting him to impale you, to fuck the pain away. Slowly he stretches you open, every inch of him spliting you open til you felt like you couldn't anymore but you did until he bottomed out in you his balls resting snuggly against your ass.

''Jake,'' you said and he looked up at you. ''Move.'' You quietly pleaded and he nodded as he brings his cock half way out before thrusting back into you making your moan turn into a borderline scream, kissing your open mouth the moans turned into whimpers as your hips moved in sync with his thrust, a quiet ‘pat pat pat’ went through the home as Jake pulled from the kiss and shallow breaths and whines left you. Lifting your hips up angling his cock in a different position, he was hitting your sweet spot every thrust, he knew you were close the way you squirmed under him, the way your nails dig into his back, the way you counted his name over and over again like it was the only thing you knew, amd Eywa save him he loved it, no he loved you.

It may have been the sex, it may have been the nearing climax, but the next words that left his mouth he had no control over, “I love you Y/N, I love you.” he said squeezing his eyes close as he felt the clenching walls of your cunt and you gushing around him as he emptied his load into you. He opened his eyes and he saw you with tears in your eyes. Pushing him off you get up wiping yourself off and wiping your tears away, “Y/N wait—“ He says but you pull your top over your head and fix yourself leaving him behind and regretful.

It would be days before Jake would see you again. And anytime you would see him you would go in a different direction.

You wished he wouldn’t have told you, that he would have left things the way things were. But life is never that easy, unfortunately. You tried to fight the feelings that began to grow for Jake, but when he just had to say the L word you couldn't fight it. You have never felt this way about anyone, not even Tsu’tey. You thought you loved him but you've been wrong before. But you couldn’t, truly, you couldn’t hurt like you hurt with Tsu’tey so you decided you would distance yourself from him until he forgot or moved on with you.

But there was no real way Jake could move on from you. From that night after the party you moved Jake's world around and for the first time he's loved someone and he didn't want to lose it, lose you.

He knew you were the one that was lookout tonight so he waited, lighting a few candles to keep him up, finally you came through. He was halfway asleep but the sound of your voice whispering his name and your soft hands shaking his shoulder. “Are you awake?” You ask and he looks at you answering your question. A large part of you begged to stay but you ignored it as you began to walk away. Soon stopped as Jake's hand wrapped around your wrist bringing you in front of him.

“Jake—“ you said and he shushes you wrapping his arms around you burying his face into you inhaling your scent. It was a minute before he spoke but when he did it was quiet and small.

“I know, I know just use me one more time, fake it like you love me please.” He says and you hear the sadness in his voice and the wetness of his tears that began to fall. It hurt you that you made him feel how you fought so hard not to feel, holding the sides of his face pulling it up and hus his teary eyes looking up at you, “Show me where it hurts baby.” You whisper and more tears fall from him. “Everywhere.” he whispers and you tilt your head and give him a kiss.

The saltiness of his tears spilt into the kiss as your tongue played with his, lifting you onto his lap he broke the kiss but your lips still touched lightly. You wiped his tears away kissing both sides of his face, your right hand reached between the two of you, removing his loincloth only left hanging on one side, pumping his cock in your palm, fondling his heavy balls in one hand. After you deemed him ready enough you pulled your own loincloth to the side lifting your hips he helped guide his length down to your entrance one hand on your hip helping your balance.

And then your hips melted down to meet him, groaning at your warm velvet walls that engulfed him. Jake held your face pressing his lips into yours, kissing you, a kiss that says “I love you, I will always love you.” Pulling away from the kiss you had tears in your own eyes as your hips moved against his. his thumb found its way against your clit, hitting it everytime you bounced on him.

He was so lost in the beauty of you and he really ddint care anymore he chanted, “I love you, I love you.” Every thrust, every hit of your g-spot, every clench around him and the tears fell from both you and him. “I love you too Jake, love you so so much.” you cry looking at him and as your eyes meet his cum coats your insides and your orgasm wash over you, your mouth hoes open but not once did you dare close your eyes maintaining eye contact with the man in front of you.

After a minute you stayed together basking in each other not knowing what to do other than just be.

Request Open 24/7

[lovejosephquinn]

Small feral drabbled one shot 💀

Happy Sunday

You were already about to be late to the event, in fact it was unlike you to be behind schedule to anything, but as you finished your final look at yourself in the mirror, ready to announce to Joe that you were on your way down.

He’d already peered his head around the bedroom door before you could get there first, his eyes almost bulging from his sockets when he got a back view of you, the silky red dress that revealed your back as you heard the distinct sound of his failed wolf whistle toward you. Putting on your best shy smile, you shed a little giggle when you turned around to face him.

“Wow darling you look fucking sensational.”

You offered an appreciative nod as your cheeks flushed. “Not looking to shabby yourself babe.”

Joe sauntered toward you, putting his hands to your hips and giving you a full run down with the doe eyes you adored; a slight sparkle adorning them whilst he feasted them upon you. He sported a fitted all black suit, hair slicked back, curls still as messy as ever, stubble tamed and smelling rather fucking delectable.

“Why can’t I get enough of you?” Joe sighed, one hand now rubbing up the naked part of your back.

“I don’t know, why can’t you?”

“I think I’m addicted.” His other hand brushed your hair from your shoulder as he leaned down to plant a kiss to your neck, not stopping until he planted a few around each part of it that he could.

You attempt highly to push his face away but he’s almost latched onto you like the force of a magnet. “Joey we’re going to be late.”

“But baby… I want to play with you.” He whined into your neck, his breath making goosebumps appear rapidly onto your skin, you couldn’t possibly help the whimper that erupted from your throat.

Joe could make you give into him with the click of a finger, you were completely gone for him even after years of dating. His fingers soothed down any part of your skin which showed, sending bolts of electricity down to your core. How he possibly had this level of power over you was almost abnormal.

“I can’t help but be turned on by the sight of you…” all of a sudden you were pushed back and fell straight down to your bed, bouncing back up from the springs which made contact with your body. Joe laid down next to you, leaning up on one elbow, immediately going fourth to lift up your dress, his hand directly cupping over your panties.

“Wet already? so eager aren’t you. Such a good girl.” A finger slipped right under, hooking them to the side so that he could gain better access. You squirmed when the tip of his digits connected straight to right where you ached for your man to touch you. The little light rubbing in a circular motion was forcing moans out of you, he knew exactly what spots got you louder and what points to touch to really push you over the edge; he’d studied you enough to be considered a professional.

His speed picked up the wetter you got, his fingers slipping and sliding all around and up and down between your slit, teasing your entrance and then moving back up completely avoiding what you were craving.

“You’re making such a mess all over these fingers, hmm.” Joe pondered for a second, looking slightly concerned but surprised you by bringing up his index and middle finger to your lips, not waiting for you to open up before pushing them past it, letting you taste your slick and soak them further for him.

“We’re not going until you clench around these fingers and eventually cum for me.” He pulled out his fingers, hovering them above your birds eye view. “They’re going to fuck your pretty pussy, got it?.”

“Please.” You begged out, he didn’t need to be tortured by your sweet whining noises anymore. He ploughed his fingers through your tight hole, the thickness of them instantly stretching you a little. Joe curled them up, hitting a certain spongy spot which usually made you climax almost instantly.

Thrusting them up not even in a swift motion, but one where you really felt him. His fist leaning against your slit as he slammed them in and out.

“Oh baby, look at how pathetic you look right now.”

You fucking loved it when he demeaned you during foreplay, even when having sex. It was one of your biggest turn ons. Your mind was fully clouded, as if your soul was leaving your body and you were slowly floating away, lifeless and limp. Another finger squeezed it’s way in making your back arch instantaneously and that’s when Joe went for it, erratically working inside your cunt.

“Fuck yes, good fucking girl.”

You came without a second thought, leaking all over as he’d instructed and he pinpointed it the moment you tightened around his caress.

“Atta girl.”

You grabbed a hold of his cheeks, pulling Joe down so you could ride out your orgasm in peace whilst dancing your tongue around his mouth, a sensual, soft and slow kiss occurring whilst you mewled loudly from the impossibly pleasurable feeling of sensitivity.

Joe picked himself up, running to the bathroom to grab a towel to clean you up so you weren’t dripping out onto your overly expensive looking clothing. His erection was practically glued to his trousers and leaned up to hover your hand over to touch him to return the favour he denied you, slapping you away.

“I’m honestly fine baby. You can return the favour later but this was about you. I’m crazy about you.”

God you loved this man with every fibre in your being, he was undeniably beautiful and sexy in the same breath and you couldn’t believe he was yours.

“I love you.” You whispered, blowing Joe a kiss, and falling back to lay down.

“Now come on, let’s be fashionably late together. We might need to come up with an excuse though, I’m sure ‘I’m sorry I had to finger my girlfriend before we left the house’ wouldn’t be a sufficient one.”

You both shared a hearty laugh. Joe winked as he offered his hand out to you to help you up, so you could rearrange yourself to make yourself feel as glamorous as you looked 15 minutes ago. This time though you felt even better than beautiful, purely because your man made you feel that way.

[lemonlover1110]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟑

𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊

Pairing: Tengen Uzui x f!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Size Kink, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex (f. receiving), Creampie

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You have never been this nervous in your life. You knew this would happen the moment you became his fourth wife, but now that you look over yourself in the mirror. Uzui is waiting for you in the bedroom, and you’re slowly losing your confidence with each passing moment.

This isn’t your first time with him, if you’re being honest… But for the first time you’re not sneaking out. For the first time there’ll be some light that’ll allow him to see everything. You won’t be protected by the darkness of the night. 

A sigh escapes your lips before you look over yourself again. You smooth out the robe before you open the door and walk into the room, your husband waiting for you on the futon. You awkwardly smile at him, looking at the candle that illuminates the room. He stands up, and while you usually look up at him because it always amazes you how he towers over you, your eyes are glued to the candle.

“Baby, look at me.” His large hand goes under your chin, and you look up at him. He’s always so gentle and caring with you, it’s so easy for you to relax around him. “Are you nervous?”

“No…” You lie and try to smile at him. You get on your tiptoes to peck his lips, and his hands fall on your waist, while you cup his face. You gently kiss him, this type of kisses always lead to something more. When you pull away, he lowers you onto the futon. 

He looks down at you as he undoes the knot that keeps your robe together. You’re completely naked under, so as he pushes the robe to the side, you get shy. You feel your face get warm as he stares, and you begin to cover yourself back up with the robe. But he grabs your wrists and forces them above your head. One hand is big enough to hold both your hands together. “There’s no need to be shy, baby.”

He’s taking in every detail about your body, details he’s never really gotten to see do to the lack of light. The moonlight was never enough to see everything that’s currently in front of him. And now he hates the dark because it’s taken the opportunity to see you like this so many other times.

“You’re so small, baby.”  He comments, a smile on his face as he looks at your small frame. Compared to him, you’re minuscule. “Just look at you.”

Your shyness rises with his comment, but you can’t do anything while he holds your hands together. His lips distract you, he pecks your lips before kissing down your neck and your body. Gentle kisses that lead to more as he kisses your stomach. He comes to a complete stop after he kisses your abdomen.

He also feels a bit awkward, finally doing this while it’s visible, but the beauty that’s displayed in front of him distracts him. He finally lets go of your hands before he lowers his head so his lips gently kiss your cunt. He spreads your folds and looks at your pussy for a couple of seconds, “Pretty little pussy.”

He spreads your legs, which doesn’t take too much force from his side. He kisses your clit before his tongue begins to flick it. You slightly lift your head to look down at his white hair, before your head falls back onto the futon. The softest moans leave your lips as his tongue works its magic. 

It’s the first time he’s done this. When you two would sneak around, everything is so quick. Exchange of a couple of kisses before he fucks you. You can’t do much in that time, so this has never happened. And now you hold back at the foreign feeling of his tongue on your clit. You’ve never really thought about this– Him putting his tongue on your pussy?

But you’re sure glad that he’s doing it because it feels so good. He begins to suck on your clit while two fingers go up to your mouth, pressing against your lips indicating for you to open up your mouth. You open your mouth and his large fingers quickly enter your mouth. You quickly gag around them, and once he hears the gagging, he takes them out. He stops sucking on your clit, leaving a gentle kiss before detaching himself.

“Get my fingers wet, baby.” He tells you. “Get them wet enough with your saliva.”

“But they’re so big… Don’t shove them so far down.” You respond and he hums in response, holding back a chuckle. His fingers weren’t even halfway into your mouth, now he wants to see his cock inside your mouth and watch you struggle. His fingers once again go inside your mouth, and your tongue circles around them. When he feels it’s enough, he takes them out.

His mouth attaches to your clit again. He brings the two fingers that you had in your mouth, down and drags them through your cunt before slowly pushing them inside you. His fingers are so thick, nothing compared to yours. You’ve tried to do this before , but your fingers are nothing compared to his’. They’re so long too. 

“That feels so- good.” You tell him, soft moans leaving your lips as he moves his fingers. You don’t understand why he’s doing this, but you’re appreciating it. And you hear him hum, which makes you assume that he’s enjoying it too.

You feel that familiar feeling approach, and with every flick of his tongue, the feeling gets stronger and stronger. You get louder as well. Your hands go down, your fingers running through his hair. 

Your eyes nearly roll to the back of your head as you come around his fingers. His name escapes your lips, your legs shaking. Uzui pulls away, taking out his fingers as well. 

His hands immediately cup your face and his hand goes up to kiss your lips. He kisses you so sensually. His tongue enters your mouth and presses against your own. Your hands go down to undo his robe. You undo the knot and he pulls away from the kiss, and he lets it fall down to the floor.

He grabs your hand and wraps it around his cock, guiding your hand. He moves it slowly. His hand covers your hand completely, and when he lets go, he looks at your small hand wrapped around his dick. Your hand just looks so tiny when it’s around his cock.

Your eyes look up at him, while your hand slowly moves. He gives you an approving nod as you continue. Your hand stops moving, and while Uzui wants to see your pretty little mouth wrapped around his cock, he also wants the actual thing.

Your hand unwraps from his shaft. His lips go down to meet yours while his hand aligns his cock up with your entrance. He slowly pushes his cock inside you, and tonight it feels so much better than the other times.

“Do you like it?” He asks as he pulls away from the kiss. You hum in response as you take in how his cock stretches you out. Once he bottoms out, he gives you a minute to adjust, just like he always does.

He begins to move, the tip of his cock repeatedly hitting your cervix with his thrusts. You get really loud really fast. He lifts his torso up to look down at you. On the floor like this, the candle illuminates every inch of your small frame. He’s always known that you’re significantly smaller compared to him, but not this small. 

“Are you fine, baby? Does it hurt?” He questions, and you wonder why he’s asking. This is the first time with him where intercourse doesn’t hurt. “Does taking my big cock hurt your pretty little pussy?”

“It’s good.” You tell him. Your hand goes down to play with your clit. You begin to moan his name, and it gets really loud with his every thrust. He picks up speed, knowing that you’re enjoying this. The moans that leave your lips are out of pure pleasure, at least to his ears.

And Uzui loves the way you’re so loud, because now he hears how beautiful your voice sounds when his name rolls off your tongue. He’s always kept you quiet because you couldn’t really risk people finding out, but now that you’re his fourth wife, you can scream his name as loud as you want.

“Fuck, Tengen!” You close your eyes, and he immediately knows that you’re nearing your climax. He could come right then and there as your cunt squeezes around him. He keeps picking up speed.

“Your little pussy feels so good, baby.” He groans. His name rolls off your tongue one more time before you come around his cock. You stop playing with your clit and just wait for him to finish, still enjoying how he thrusts in and out of you.

“Oh-” Your name rolls right off his tongue as he comes inside of you. You feel his cock twitching inside of you, and you feel the warmth of his cum feeling you up. It’s the first time he’s actually come inside you, and you just have to say you’re loving the feeling.

“You like that, baby?” He asks and you nod.

“I love it.”

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