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kinktober day 5: size difference

- anyone (bf) x fem!reader

warnings: size difference (yummy), fingering, mirror mentions, he’s a little meanie, mention of intercourse, he teases you a bit,

⤷ this one is one of my favs so hopefully i can do it justice! and this one is being posted on time (oh yeahh)

your boyfriend always knew you had a size kink, the way you played it off with innocent gestures never fooled him. comparing hand sizes, wearing his clothes, mentioning his back span, and perching yourself on his lap. it was no wonder he knew, you were so obvious. and of course even now, you were perched up on his lap, in your shared living room while he sat comfortably on the couch, doing one of your oh-so-obvious tricks, thinking he was distracted by the t.v.

“baby?” your boyfriend takes one of his hands out of your grasp and places it on your waist, you hum in response, “i love how small you are compared to me, so small and cute.” obviously you knew you were smaller compared to him, but hearing him say it ignited something in your tummy. he runs his hands over your waist, and along the small of your back, he knew exactly what he was doing.

and you weren’t giving him the satisfaction of letting him know, so you let him, you let him keep running his hands along your body. his large hands, that engulf yours, that easily wrap around your neck, that grab and make your thighs so warm, and that fill you up so perfectly. don’t think like that, don’t give him the satisfaction of knowing, but you can’t help it. not after thinking about how they fill you up so nice, where all you need are his fingers to fill full. he knew it and you knew it, even before you were subtlety attempting to rub your thighs together.

oh yeah, you were so subtle, so subtle that your boyfriend noticed and used his large hands to pry your thighs apart. of course he noticed he noticed everything about you, like right now he noticed how wet you were growing as be swiped his fingers right in between your thighs. you were so easy for him, especially when you mention your difference in size. not seeing any resistance from you, your boyfriend continues to run his fingers right along your clothed slit, feeling you grow needier and needier.

“hows this, baby?” you feel him add more pressure, making your hips buck for more friction. he lets out a soft chuckle while teasing you, all he wanted was for you to use your words, it wasn’t that hard. but alas, he knows you’re stubborn, so stubborn so he continues to play coy, rubbing and pressing right against your bud, feeling its heartbeat. you cant even seem to answer him, your own pride getting in the way of your words, but not your body. your damn body always seeming to betray you in the worse moments, you notice how uncomfortable your panties really have become, and don’t even think for a moment your boyfriend didn’t as well.

he watches as you bite your lip in anticipation, watching his fingers move with experience. he knows you’re so needy, he won’t deny his baby for long, of course he won’t. he slowly and tauntingly pushed your shorts and panties to the side in one go, finally how truly wet you were. you sigh in relief at the contact, but that sigh was soon replaced with a gasp as he pushed two of his fingers in with practiced ease. he laughs at your reaction, quickly pumping his fingers in and out of your slick hole. you can’t help but to writhe and whine, his fingers were just so big, at this rate you wouldn’t even need his cock for the night. but it was like you spoke too soon, soon you left a emptiness between your legs.

you turn around looking at your boyfriend like he just betrayed your trust. he laughs breathlessly at your face while he brings his fingers up into view. “you see that baby?” you look at his fingers coated with your slick, with a white ring around the base. you felt your face grow hot, seeing your own essence on his fingers. “how about next time, i fuck your cunt in front of a mirror, huh baby?” that way, you can watch me abuse your tiny hole. god, the thought of his large body holding you so close was doing actual numbers in your head, thinking about how your cunt would stretch around him. there was no way you could stop here for the night, definitely not after this, you needed him to pound you tonight. and maybe, just maybe you would use your words to get what you want.

hi this is posted on time (thank fuck) i wanna write a pt 2 ngl i love size differences, thats it! hope u like it !!

[6reez3]

kinktober day 3 & 4: bondage + knife play

- toji x reader

warnings: mentions of megumi, teasing, reader is bound, idk anymore

⤷ not proof read (what else is new), i missed day 3 bc i posted 2 so late like 11 so yea, my bad. lowercase intended, unprotected sex (wrap ur willy pls), i also have no idea what is even entailed in knife play ngl so sorry

god, your wrists hurt so bad, these damned robes dig into your skin. its been what feels like hours, your wrists bound, your ankles lost feeling a while ago. but your husband cannot seem to let up and let you go.

“still good, ma?” your husband asks if you’re okay like he hasn’t been abusing your body for hours. hell, the audacity he has. your body has been used for what feels like his pleasure. you nod your head, your okay, you can take more, right? wrong. you’ve said yes in the past to met with more and more torture, but this time you left something cold tracing your skin.

this was new, you knew your husband was into interesting things but never this.

“you feel that? its my favourite knife, ya like how it feels on your body?” toji runs said knife over your raised arms , along your legs, under your chin. he watches as your body shakes, fear running through your veins. not fear of him cutting you, fear of what else is to come. you continue to lay limply as toji runs his knife along your body till he gets to where you need him the most.

“toji..?”

he hums as he runs the knife along your sex, toying with you, not giving you what you need. attempting to get what you need, you raise your hips, a silent plea for him to give in. he coos at your desperate act, watching your pathetic actions.

“don’t worry, i’ll give you what you want” and in one quick motion, you felt his cock fill you up to the brim, stuffing you full like you oh so needed. as soon as he was filled to the hilt he began to thrust in and out at a brutal pace. in and out, in and out, making you babble out incoherent moans. it felt so good, it was all you were wanting.

you were so close to reaching your high, not even noticing how he moved his knife to your nipples, poking and scraping at them, making you moan like your life depended on it.

“a little quieter, yeah? you’ll wake megumi with all your whinin” just as he said that he thrusted into you, making your body lurch, pulling on your restraints. but now the burning sensation only making you want more. of course he notices your fucked out expression, and how much you’re into this. what kind of husband wouldn’t?

“don’t you worry baby, i’m gonna give it all to you.” and boy, did he mean it. like, seriously meant it, the two of you went more rounds than you could even count. you just knew you weren’t gonna be able to walk in the morning.

hai guys,,, posted late (again! when will i learn?) i’m actually so bad at writting smut im so embarrassed and crying. hope u enjoyed tho! ><

[6reez3]

kinktober day 2: boobie sucking

- anyone x reader

warnings: boobie talk, touching, licking sucking, all of the above

⤷ not proof read (per usual), i suck at writing smut (its my first time) lowercase intended, is this even a kink? like aint this normal,,?

this wasn’t the first time you found yourself perched on your boyfriend’s lap, grasping at his shoulders for dear life. for some reason your boyfriend can’t seem to get enough of sucking your nipples, every whine, and withe only egged him on further.

“w-wait..! please..”

as your boyfriend looks up at you still occupied, you couldn’t help the tingling sensation down in your tummy as you looked at him with glossy eyes, “please, no more.. i’m so sore” he hummed in response his mouth still latched onto your nipple, not seeming to care about your complaints.

“jush a little bit more baby, okay? please baby” you choke on a breath as he begs you, obviously you can’t deny him, he asked so nicely. so of course you sit like a good little girlfriend till you boyfriend gets his fill. but its so hard right? every lick, every suck, every nibble, it only adds more pressure in your belly, lighting the fire between your legs thats yet to be taken care of.

the warmth of his mouth, the scrape of his teeth, his tongue running circle after circle… neither of you could get enough.

after what seemed liked hours he finally let up, only to find out you two weren’t done, obviously not. not while you can see that obvious bulge resting on his thigh.

guys im sorry idk what came over me, and frankly it still sucks. ignore that this is day 2 bc i wrote day 1 and hated it. ty for coming to my ted talk

[6reez3]

lowercase intended, honestly buns i was js ranting

gen neutral reader but mentions having a husband

you always knew your husband was your person, especially in these moments. no matter how many times your friends had an outing without you it never seemed to hurt any less, so when your husband found you in fetal position sniffling in your shared bedroom he knew he had to do something. it never came to a surprise to you when he pulled you like a ragdoll into a bear hug to comfort you, inhaling his scent, resting your head on his pecs, and those soothing circles he left on your back. of course he was your person, who else was doing this out of the kindness of their heart?

only your person.

written with whoever your heart desires