#you x oc

[sky-high-standards]

Ok so I know you did yandere!cheater already but what if you did married!yandere x mistress reader, like yandere already has a wife and kids but just can’t resist cute coworker!reader. The only reason why yandere hasn’t divorced his wife is because she would take the kids and all his money.

Yandere CEO x Co-worker reader

Thank you so much for requesting sorry it took forever (warning smut, cheating murder)

Yandere CEO~ Who seems to have the perfect life a pretty face a successful business a beautiful family but looks can be deceiving.

Yandere CEO~ Who has grown tired of his wife and has tried plenty of times to rekindle that flame, but nothing worked.

Yandere CEO~ Who decides to divorce his wife but is cut short when she threatens to sue him for all he has and take the kids too.

Yandere CEO~ Who is pretty much trapped and suffers in silence until he meets you~

Yandere CEO~ Who has always found you, his coworker extremely attractive but being the loyal husband, he is always kept his distance but now you just look so tempting.

Yandere CEO~ Whos eyes always wander to suggestive places whenever you're around and places his hands a bit to low on your back when guiding you somewhere.

Yandere CEO~ Who vents to you about his home problems alone in his office and what starts as a heartfelt conversation turns into him in-between your legs spread akimbo and pounding into you while groaning out praises until all that pent up stress is taken care of~

Yandere CEO~ Who swears you're just a fling and a stress reliever more like but he knows he's in love with you and that you're the only thing keeping him sane.

Yandere CEO~ Who takes you out to meet his kids (he has to make sure his favourite people get along and he needs to make sure you're good with his kids before he puts some in you) and naturally they adore you which warms his heart.

Yandere CEO~ Who decides to stage an accident for his wife to but an end to this madness he knows it will break the kid's hearts but they have you now and you're all they need.

Yandere CEO~ Who acts heartbroken after his wife dies (If his business didn't work out, he would've been an Oscars level actor) and you comfort him and kids all throughout the grieving period.

Yandere CEO~ Who marries you almost immediately after his "grief" and his kids already see you as a second mother so it's perfect~

"I love you Cara Mia I feel like I'm suffocating when you're not near you are my oxygen~"

♡

Remember single pringles God loves you and its about relationship not religion"

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Toxic Cherries

Part 1~

YANDERE F!READER X OC

His info: 📂🍒

Part: 1 2 3

!!!MINORS DNI!!!

CW: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, YANDERE, not proof read, child abuse, toxic home environment, self hatred, suicidal ideation, self victim blaming, religious trauma,INCESTUAL SA IMPLICATIONS

!!!MINORS DNI!!!

You sit,

swinging your legs idly atop your bed. Sunlight streams through your window, but it does not reach you.

You feel cold, yet that’s not why your body shivers.

They’re screaming again.

Screaming and you try to force yourself to listen,

you deserve this.

The next day your on the cold wooden floor, the sunlight still won’t reach you. The cold isn’t why your small body shudders.

You are hidden under your bed with the dust bunnies.

You deserve this.

You wake up,

it’s those memories again. Always right below the surface, bubbling up like boils on skin, ready to erupt.

Life looks dull, colors grayed and there’s a throbbing pain in your very soul.

When will it just end.

You’re walking around your snow globe, from work to home, from home to store back to home, day in, day out.

You sit on your bed,

the sunlight won’t reach you.

It’s cold.

Tears fall down your small face. You were forced to read the “holy” book again, and now you know you marry your rapist so that they go to heaven.

And you belong to your abusive father until you’re married to a man anyway.

You are confused.

You are in hell.

You know it.

Do you have to marry your own father then…?

You throw the infernal book across the room in disgust.

Your father walks in and sees the state of his “holy” book.

He drags you out of your room by your hair and throws you outside.

He’s yelling, but you can’t comprehend the words.

The sun is out, but the world around you is black.

you deserve this…

You wake up,

why…?

Why now is your brain forcing you to remember these stupid, pointless things from your past.

Your soul hurts.

This pain is becoming unbearable, and you feel your mind might just snap any second now.

You are afraid.

Inside your little snowglobe, you go to the store like usual. Getting some cheap already made sandwich.

The clerk asks you something, but you are far too deep in your mind to hear it.

You go sit outside under the shade of an old oak tree…

There’s a marathon going on down the streets right now. Maybe you can just watch them.

You like people watching.

As distant as you feel, as if a bottomless chasm sits between you and them.

You enjoy peaking across.

pretending you could be one of them.

There’s a stall nearby, handing out water to the participants.

“Would you like a water”

You jump in your seated position

“Wha-“ the word dies on your tongue as you look up, you choke on your sandwich. “S-sorry!” you manage to get out.

The first colors you’ve seen in months, years maybe...

He’s beautiful.

Your cheeks feel hot.

The sunlight halos around him, and for the first time, you feel it’s warmth on you too.

You reach out to take the bottle, “Wait, aren’t these just for participants?”

“I am a participant,” he smiles radiantly.

“But… Then you won’t have one…” you pull your hand back.

“There’s water every little while, how about we share this one? I only need a few sips.”

He’s still smiling, and you can’t help the red painting your cheeks deepening a shade.

“o-okay” you smile back.

He sits in silence with you for a bit, you both watch the others jog leisurely by.

It’s nice.

This might be the first time you feel content…

Maybe even happy.

He eventually gets back up, and turns to you, “Thanks for sharing that with me! too much cold water hurts my stomach,” He fluffs his hair a little, bashfully.

Your smile widens, “anytime,” you speak almost in a whisper.

“My names Ace! What’s yours?”

“Y/N…”

“Y/N,” he tests the name on his tongue as if savoring it, “I hope ta see ya soon then Y/N,” he waves and runs back to the path.

You still feel warm.

In fact you feel fuzzy, like you’ve been drinking…

It’s such a nice and strong feeling, that you start to cry.

The sun, though you sit in the shade, the sun feels like it’s gently reaching out to you. You look up to the bright blue sky as tears stream down your face.

You have been granted peace.

A divine gift to you, just as your mind was on the brink of complete devastation.

He is your savior.

Your reason for being.

[angellongtail]

Jay FireSkull x Reader

Reader is gender neutral in this, Heehee hoohoo enjoy this little blurb of my boy Jay <3

The party was going good, at least according to Jay, after dancing and talking for so long you had tasked him with holding your drink while you went to the bathroom and he had saluted and said something along the lines of “I shall be your Knight in shining armor” or something. He couldn’t fully remember what he said because the giggle you made sounded so cute and it had sent butterflies through his very soul. While you were walking away he made sure to hold your drink close to his chest covering your cup with his. As he watched you, it was like he was floating on air with the butterflies in his system fluttering, making him feel out of breath.

He focused on all the little details of how you walked until you had disappeared in the crowd and he felt the biggest smile appear on his face. ‘How were you so cute?’ He wondered until he realized how buzzed his brain felt even though he wasn’t drinking any alcohol, as his eyes widened and his soul hammered, he realized how many of his thoughts were dedicated solely to you and it made him feel like he was drunk. Your body, your voice, the way your eyes lit up when you were excited about the movie last week, everything you did made his tail wag, his soul hum, and his mind race.

However he was moved out of his thoughts when someone touched his arm, he didn’t even think about harshly bumping his hip to the person and using his tail to trip them full force so they landed on their rear it was like a built-in instinct. Then he looked at his drink and double-checked your drink before looking at the person sputtering curses as he stood back up “What the hell dude!?” The guy shouted angrily over the loud music, Jay bared his teeth at this as his bone brows furrowed and a growl grew louder in his chest the feeling of the need for dominance rising in his chest alongside the anger, his back straightened, tail flicking in annoyance, as he glaring down at the guy as if the stranger was some lower being “watch it with the anger bub, what do you want.” Jay said anger dripping from his voice intending to return any energy sent to him, holding the cups close the guy sighed trying to get rid of the anger “Well, I saw that hottie give you their drink and I was wondering if I could hold onto it for you!” He said confidently hoping Jay would give in, as if he’d ever give some creep anything of yours.

Jay’s face scrunched up in disgust, but once he got an idea, an almost devious joy washed over him with a grin. He took up his cup and said “sure you can hold a drink for me” before splashing his drink onto the guy returning the cup back on top of yours with a smug grin as he heard the people nearby gasp and take notice as the guy sputtered and looked at Jay with a mix of shock and anger “why YOU LITTLE-” the guy shouted reeling back his fist for a punch as if no thought was put into it, Jay saw it though and it's like time slowed down a tiny bit as Jay dodged the attempted punch and he kneed the guy in the stomach very roughly, then he grabbed the guys hair spinning the guy around a little bit before throwing him towards the exit.

“I’ll deal with you later,  jerk” Jay spat almost growling more than he already had been, but as he noticed you walking back over, it was almost like a switch in him was flipped as he smiled happily purring slightly at the sight of you and his tail slowly started wagging, with a question rising in your throat Jay smiled and gave you your drink balling up his empty plastic cup “that guy’s nothin firefly, lets just go back to enjoying the party yeah?” he asked with a light seductive tone, putting a hand on your back leading you further into the party, and sending the stranger one last death glare over his shoulder before that buzzing joy washed back over him.

[crow-caller]

as a child there's nothing cooler than a kid who gets subjected to evil experiments and gains special abilities. it's even cooler if these abilities also cause unfathomable suffering to use/against others. children love stories like this.

[devotion-disorder]

...he's just curious about human biology!!!!!!!

[momoiro-hime]

putting my ocs in every AU i want part. 34791

| Do NOT repost or use without permission.

[dragonsholygrail]

Vampire bf spooning you in the middle of the night, nuzzling into you so roughly that it causes you to slowly wake up. As soon as he senses you’re not completely asleep, his arms curl around you and he bury’s his face in your neck. Groggily you bare your throat to him, thinking he might be hungry.

But instead he simply whines and cuddles in closer. It’s only then that you notice he’s shivering. A soft “What’s wrong, darling?” croaks past your lips. He doesn’t respond, letting his actions speak louder as his hands slip under your shirt and brush along your soft stomach as if trying to steal up all your warmth. You hiss at his touch, his usually cold skin even colder for some reason. “You’re freezing,” you can’t help but exclaim the obvious.

Your vampire bf whimpers, nodding his head within the warm fold of your neck. “Need your warmth. Need your heat, baby please,” he says in a soft whine, one hand tugging at the seam of your shorts and giving you an idea of what he means.

As soon as you’ve pulled your panties down, he’s sliding himself between the warm supple flesh of your thighs. He hisses in the space of her neck, his body shuddering with pleasure.

Your lips part, feeling his throbbing cock push its way through your legs, so close to where you need him. His tip bumping up against your clit with every snap of his hips. Arousal pools within you till it drips onto his cock. Your bf growls, hips moving faster.

“Ah, fuck! More. Please,” you beg, baring your neck once again. Your hips tilt, craving the feeling of being filled by him.

“My heart, I could devour you whole and still crave more," he rumbles, his hips bucking to catch every drop of your essence on his length.

His hand tenderly cups the underside of your neck and brings it to his lips. You sense the heat of his breath and goosebumps rise along your arms a second before you feel the sharp prick of pleasure caused by his fangs. You shiver as he slowly sinks them all the way in.

The combination of his fangs inside you and the way he slows down the rocking of his hips causes your eyes to droop as you begin to drift back to sleep. His hand massages your plush thigh, gently shifting it back over his own, legs intertwining.

With your thighs open, your bf has easy access to slide his length inside your eager and dripping walls. You both moan as he pushes past your entrance, his girth carefully stretching your precious pussy as he takes his time stuffing you full of him. Bringing a delicious dull ache to the apex of your thighs.

He settles in once he’s buried his length to the hilt, your hips fitting together like two puzzle pieces. He relaxes against your body and wraps every limb that he can around you. Cocooning your being in his protective embrace. Making you feel exactly as treasured as you are.

“That’s better,” he slurs contently in an attempt to speak with his fangs in your neck. Soon after you start to feel his skin warming back up against your own. You smile softly, finally falling back asleep and happy you were able to help him.

Never finding out that Vampires have full control over their body temperature.

[faintrustle]

I wasn't expecting this kind of KIBUTSUJI MUZAN:

[rxmye]

" 𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 "

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐉𝐎𝐂𝐊 — a confident athlete who turns into pathetic putty at the thought of you . . .

nsfw / sixteen + content / smut / gender neutral reader / yandere content / sub!yandere / masturbation / pervert yandere (he literally breaks into the locker room for your shit) / olfactophilia/osmolagnia (scent/smell kink) / dacryphilia (kink for crying) / breath play / yandere oc x reader

masterlist | requesting rules | character info . . . a/n: haven't wrote smut in awhile, so im a bit rusty . . .

Lucas dangled the keys in his hands, a grin playing on his face as he walked towards the locker room—using the key to unlock the door—it was pretty easy grabbing the keys from the janitor's room, not that this school was particularly secure with their locks. It would be pretty easy breaking in, if he tried hard enough . . 

Lucas scanned the area, looking through each locker trying to find which one was yours . . he had your lock combination memorized, though he did get a little help from a friend in order to figure it out.

His hands reached for the clothes that you had left in your locker, lifting it up to his face, eyes going half lidded as he inhaled your intoxicating scent, he felt his face growing warm and his body growing weak. Lucas leaned down onto the lockers for support, almost losing balance as he slid down onto the floor.

Lucas pressed the flimsy piece of clothing further onto his face, engulfing himself in your smell—so much so that he could almost taste you—all the while his other hand travelled downwards, clumsily unbuckling his pants in a hurry . . hasty movements contradicted his rational mind, not bothering to care if he'd get caught.

He slid his pants down, just enough to reveal his semi-hard cock—a soft whine escaped him at the feeling of the cold air—his free hand now teasing his tip, as he relaxed his body, closing his eyes shut . .—imagining how disgusted you'd be seeing him in this pitiful state— . . that really turned him on, he cussed under his breath at how pitiful and pathetic his thoughts were . .

Lucas wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, slowly moving his hand up and down—his vision growing hazy—as he let out breathy sighs of pleasure—whines growing louder when he moved his hand faster.

Lucas stuffed the clothing he took, and pushed it into his mouth—drool escaped the corners of his mouth—blocking his ability make a sound, as he moved his hand faster around his cock—little tear droplets stinging his eyes, as he felt his legs shake slightly at the sheer pleasure—he used his now free hand to pinch his nose, closing his only source of air . . .

All he could taste was you, the clothing taking away all the moisture in his mouth, as tears begin to escape his eyes, saliva escaping the corners of his mouth, dripping onto his clothing—his legs began to convulse—his back arching slightly, as he finally came, all over the floor . . .

Lucas spat out the fabric, "fuck", the bell rang . . How is he gonna clean up this mess fast enough? . .

@ rxmye , do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or adapt my work/theme without prior permission and or confirmation.

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Corrupted Feathers

Part 1~

F!Reader X Zachriel ~ Angel OC

His Info: ⛅️📯✨

Part 1 2

!!MINORS DNI!!

CW: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT! DARK FIC, reader has a vagina, swearing, pet names, worship(religious themes), NON CON, p in v, creampie,

!!MINORS DNI!!

Maybe it was the right time and the right place, with the right type of person…

Maybe it really was some kind of cosmic destiny.

whatever it was, you are now the target of a soon to be ex guardian angel.

Zachriel is a beautiful, glorious being, that has existed for centuries, millennia even.

They have 6 pairs of gorgeous white feathered wings spouting from different parts of their body.

Their eyes have never once strayed from their focus, their known purpose…

Until you.

The first time you see them, he appears as a man, even trying to blend in with mortals, you can see that the sunlight circles atop his perfect head and glistens, proving to anyone he’s the blessed being he’s trying to hide.

Some secretes you can’t keep.

As that halo, there’s something else about him that tips you off.

Once he shows you his wings, they’re pure white…

The third time you lay your eyes upon them, they have a feather stained crimson.

You offer to help, clean it…

Maybe he’s bleeding, you think…

But the red stain won’t clean…

This is your new life…

Present~

You kiss your boyfriend of a few years on his cheek before he steps out the door for work. “Love you Ben! good luck today, hon!”

He smiles back, “Love you too sweetie, have a good day, don’t miss me too much!” With that, he takes his leave and you lock the door behind him.

You sigh contently, you’ve never known a peace like this.

He makes your once horrible life so easy and pleasant. You have recovered with him. He supports you.

Zachriel has never strayed this far from Ben, their current charge…

But Zach can no longer stand living with you vicariously through him. He can no longer stand him.

They can no longer stand seeing you smile and make love to him.

pretending your making love to them instead.

Zach wants you.

Zach needs you.

And he’ll have you. He’ll worship you and craft you into the new goddess that he knows in his very being that you are.

His goddess.

That is why he’s left Ben to his own devices for the first time since his birth.

Poor, blessed Ben. Never knowing hardships thanks to his protector, his all powerful, most holy guide.

He’ll know now.

He’ll never know the pain you endured, but he’ll at least know a couple hardships before his pitiful end.

And Zach will see to that personally.

Zach sculpted his body into the perfect vision, your dream human, just for you. He made his skin the perfect shade, his hair flawlessly tousled the way you’ve always gravitated toward, his eyes what will make you swoon, forever losing yourself in. He gave himself the perfect skills, the perfect appendages, and body type you cannot resist.

He’s everything you’ve ever wanted, and far more than you’d ever ask for.

More than you’ve ever dreamed of.

And now that perfect being stands before you, in your bedroom in front of your open window.

Lace curtains flutter around him, and the sun surrounds him warmly as if it gave up its sedentary station in the center and now revolves around him.

You back up, eyes wide, and trip over the ottoman in front of your bed.

“W-what do you w-want?! please! we don’t have much to take!! I’ll give you any money we have! Please d-don’t hurt me!” your eyes begin to water.

“Do you not like what you see, Y/N?” he asks,

“I know you are frightened now, but you will learn to accept me,” his voice is heavenly, it sounds almost song like as it drifts to your ears.

“W-what?” your confusion shows on your face, “H-how do you know my name?”

“Y/N, I apologize for the nature of this meeting, I could no longer sit back and watch you from behind Ben’s shoulder,”

You sit still dumbfounded. What is this psycho talking about?

He stepped forward and you try to clamor backwards, getting the ottoman fully in between you two.

Feathered wings unfurled from behind his body, and in the light they seemed to illuminate.

You stare, awestruck and horrified at the same time. “A-am i h-hallucinating?”

“I am an angel, precious human. I am no hallucination. My name is Zachriel, and i was to guard and watch over Ben… But i no longer care for my purpose.”

“G-get out of my home…”

He steps forward again, “please, Y/N, answer my prayers,”

your body is frozen, your eyes locked on his predatory ones.

He pulls you upward with some kind of light magic that’s swirling around you, it’s warm and it tingles. You feel it even in your core, so you put your hands between your legs to try and stop it.

It only makes it worse.

The light’s tendrils bring you to his body, and he wraps his wings and arms around you, as if shielding you from the world…

from the once comfort of your own home.

your safe place… ruined.

“ah!” you shudder as the tingling doesn’t cease. your back arches without your permission, and your pressing hands only add to the heat building.

“Perfect, beautiful, Y/N, I love you so much. I can give you everything. Protect you from everything…”

“Not even death will take you from me.” He states in a rasped tone.

The light dissolved both of your wardrobes, left stark in eachothers embrace. you whimper, unable to to do anything with your mind focused solely of the sensation of the magic surrounding you.

He’s gorgeous but… “p-please, don’t do this” you beg.

Your eyes prickle with tears as they traverse the fluffy feathers that cradle you.

Your body feels relaxed, safe even, but your mind is rushing miles a minute with fear.

“Y/N,” he rasps in your ear, while putting his hand under your chin then sliding it gently up your jawline.

The magic has you wet already, and he knows it. It’s edged you beyond your comprehension.

Then you feel something… Something solid…

rutting between your folds.

“I have been blessed enough already to feel you through Ben… But it’s not enough anymore, and i want you to feel me. To feel this body i have created, perfect in the image you most desire.” He speaks calmingly, but it does nothing to soothe you.

He pushes his glands past your entrance, to him it’s as if your holy gates are opening finally for him. Granting him the heaven he’s always craved.

He groans deeply on your shoulder, vibrating your neck.

He takes you slowly, easing past every gasp replacing the pain with a fulfilling, and heavy pleasure.

He bottoms out inside you, deeper in your cunt than you’ve ever felt, but just the right amount of pressure to have you mewling and coming undone for the first time around him.

Your body is betraying you. “Please… S-stop” your voice comes out more of a moan.

The tingling light hasn’t left you either, you feel perfectly entwined with this celestial being.

Everything feels right, but you know it’s wrong.

“Ben…” you whimper a prayer to your partner, wishing he could save you.

“Ben can’t hear your cries as I can, even while being so painfully away from you, I can hear your songs.” he pulls you in tighter. “Ben will die for you my love.”

He rolls his hips, his dick sliding against your most spongey spot. You’ve never felt anything like it before, to be so perfectly stimulated, so perfectly filled. You came again within the first couple thrusts.

His mouth found your chest, you feel like you’re being consumed.

Your mind blanks out, as you leave rings of your pleasure around his pulsing member.

He comes inside you and lays you down softly on the bed. Grabbing pillows to surround you with.

he caresses your face. “I’ll be back my love…” sighing most happily, he, and everything else fades as you drift away.

[bighitfics]

jeon jungkook fanfics that deserve to be turned into kdramas and selling books.

(a recommendation you badly need) ⭑.ᐟ

Sauvage ౨ৎ by @tljunglebook

— grumpy x sunshine, cold and detached jungkook (who turns into a whipped puppy later on) work romance, slow burn.

(starting off strong! this book’s got the most delicious slow burn to ever exist! screaming at how sexy, dirty minded, down bad & protective for oc jungkook’s in this fic ugh the wattpad girlies already know that they’re my adopted parents)

10 Seconds ᥫ᭡ by @deepdarkdelights

— yandere jungkook, abduction, stalking, stockholm syndrome.

(this series is my first love, i would do anything to read this for the first time again!)

Penpal 𓍯𓂃 by @laughing-with-god

— yandere prisoner jungkook, stalking, breaking in.

(gotta contact some directors and producers to turn this into a drama! it would slay so hard with its refreshing plot line! and tbh no words are enough to describe her writing abilities, she’s a pro✨)

Risqué ✧˖° by @mercurygguk

— age gap, forbidden romance, smut, angst.

(the time stamps and drabbles are the essence of this fic, the smut is so well written! ALSO THE SEGSUAL TENSION AND OVERALL YEARNING MA’AM!? can someone already turn this into a mini netflix series please!?)

About Time ִ࣪𖤐 by @yoonia

— time travel au, major angst, second chances, smut, fluff.

(if i had the chance to devour a book, i’d eat this one (obviously) it’s one of the best books of my life, i would die to see a live version of this)

I Want You To Stay ʚɞ ⁺˖ by @ahundredtimesover

— ceo jungkook, strangers to lovers, slow burn, angst, smut.

(no slow burn ever slow burned the way this story slow burned! lemme warn ya’ll this fic will keep getting better as you read it!)

Bride Of Devil ♰ 𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ by @jasminefanfics

— dark romance, gangster au, enemies to lovers, forced proximity, age gap, kinda yandere husband jungkook.

(my youtube fanfic girlies assemble! this is the best mafia jungkook fic i can recommend for ya’ll! the bgm is so addictive and perfect)

An Abundance Of Luck And A Sprinkle Of Fate 𐙚 by @borathae

— strangers to lovers, romance, found family, smut, angst, healing.

(I remember being unhealthily obsessed with this lord, aaol!kook & oc will forever be my babies TT this book tugs at your heart in a way that’s inexplainable)

ps — have a good read girlies <3

follow for more.

[spicyraeman]

You're as loyal as a pup and twice as pretty.

[azlumire]

"...you're my wife?"

satoru gojo wrinkled his nose—out of disgust or confusion, you don't want to know—a little pout forming on his face. you raised an eyebrow at him, reaching forward to tangle his soft white hair between your fingers, feeling yourself getting lost in his beautiful sky eyes.

"yes, I'm your wife," you whisper, melting into his warm embrace. you smile as a muscular arm wraps around you, and a beautiful smile graces his even more beautiful features as he plants a kiss on the top of your head.

"i can't believe it," he murmurs, marveling at how your body fits perfectly against his, grabbing your hand with a gentle grip. you giggled, feeling his grip tighten around you as you ask, "you can't believe what?"

he exhales, slowly, awe entering his voice.

"that you're my wife."

[basketobread]

sometimes when the enemy is at like 1 hp, i like to hit them with some good ol vicious mockery because nothing is funnier to me than actually obliterating someone into the next life with a yo mama joke

[kabumisun]

read left - > right

she ace on my trap til i pola

[dragonsholygrail]

Ghost bf craves more than anything to taste the nectar that gushes from your folds whenever he brings you to orgasm. The fact that he can’t ingest anything that’s not on his physical plane slowly brings him to feel as if he is dying all over again. Your essence so close and yet unreachable.

He refuses to give up, pumping load after load into your sloppy wet cunt. He grits his teeth, staring at the wet sheets under you in envy. The way they so easily soak up your glorious release. He doesn’t stop as he fucks his cock into you, watching you arch off the bed like a woman possessed.

His hand makes contact with your clit and you jolt, pleasurable goosebumps trailing down your legs. Your body seizes, exploding around his ghost cock just as he releases another hefty load inside of you.

Your bf doesn’t hesitate to slip out of you, leaving you to hiss at the faint stinging sensation. Your pussy fluttering closed now that his invisible length left you. His hands push against your soft thighs and you see them spreading wider in what appears to be all on their own.

A moan rips out of you, a much smaller pressure gliding between your puffy lips. Your ghost bf laps at your pussy, his spirit aching for just one taste of your sweetness.

“Wait…” you croak out, legs shaking. This being the umpteenth time he’s repeated this cycle, giving you an idea what of what he wants and is not getting.

When you don’t feel what you assume is his tongue a moment later, you weakly rise onto your elbows. Despite being spent, pleasure swirls in your gut as you watch his spectral-cum ooze out of you.

Reaching down you whimper at the sparks of over sensitivity as you move your fingers through your folds in small circles, mixing your release with his. Your breathing picks up, the sight more erotic than you can admit. But you can feel yourself growing wetter and you can only imagine your bfs smug expression.

“That should work, right?” You ask into your seemingly empty bedroom, not expecting an answer as always.

A moment later you feel that pressure return, a gasp escaping your lips. Your bf slowly licks at your combined cum. His own musk crashes into his tastebuds and for a moment that’s all he tastes. But then, as if the door to the afterlife has finally been opened he tastes the most heavenly flavor as it coats his tongue.

Ghost bf moans, the sound moving through the wind and sending a shiver up your spine. You chuckle lightly but you quickly choke on it as your bf returns full force, happily slobbering up every last drop of cum he can find. His cock already prepped to do this all again.