a/n: hahah i swear i still primarily write anime but i watched eternals and âŚ. haha here we are ⌠heâs so sexy iâm sorry. i wrote this while in class and so it is not betaâd </3 minors dni or iâll start violently sobbing
summary: druig caught you at just the right time. takes place while druig is in seclusion at the village.
wc: ~2.6k (2,599)
warnings: like. one mention of breeding bc reader is insane, kinda dubcon-ish for like two seconds but everything is completely consensual, power imbalances, fem!reader, predator/prey dynamics, they fuck in the dirt bc i said so, i want to say slight eternals spoilers but there literally is none. degradation but itâs kinda mocking more than straight being mean
premise: druig loves to see how many times he can make you come by only using his mind.
pairing: druig x (f)reader
warnings: sexual content (unprotected sex), creampie, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, teasing, mentions of safe word, druig using his powers on reader (consensually), pet names (my girl, pretty girl), no spoilers! you are in control of your reading consumption so if you donât vibe with any of the above please do not go on. 18+ only minors dni, you will be blocked.
word count: 1.70k+
etc: look iâm not saying iâm obsessed with druig but iâm also not saying iâm NOT obsessed. will i let this man consume me and be all i talk about for months? absolutely. and this little idea wouldnât leave my head hours after seeing the movie so itâs probably not the best, but i just need more of this man in my life ok!
âI canâtââ your voice is hoarse from moaning, pleading, whining. You try to form a coherent sentence but only fragments are able to process in your mind and slip out from your wet swollen lips. Your body burns from sensitivity and pleasure that only seems to build more and more with each time you cum. Each time he fucks up into you. Each time you feel that beautiful haze in your mind.
And youâve lost count as to how many times youâve been thrown over the precipice. How many times youâve begged and pleaded that you couldnât cum anymore, even when the pleasure never seems to end, never seems to stop building. And Druig loves it. Loves to fill your mind with nothing but him, nothing but pleasure and a demand for you to keep cumming until youâre begging him to let up, or for more. The only sounds in the room coming for your aching throat, the squelch of your soaked cunt and the slap from his hips as he fucks you harder.
His hands are on either side of your head, his fingers digging into your hair as he holds you there, bending you so your foreheads are pressed together. His hips thrusting up into you sharp, harsh, fast. âOh, I know you can take more.â He grins pounds into you harder, swallows down your moan when he kisses you devouring your mouth and moans as he doesnât let up. Makes your already fucked out canal take more, he wants you to feel it tomorrow, the next day, after that. He wants you so sensitive that when you move all you can think about is him. ďżź
âCant,â you breathe, whimper. âToo much, please, Druig.â His soft chuckle sends a flutter through you, pools in your belly at his cruelty that you love so much. You know all youâd have to do is whisper those two words and this would all be over. He would stop, wrap you up, help you come down, there would be no hesitation. But the two of you get some sick satisfaction at seeing how many times Druig can make you cum untouched by his everything but his mind. And even with your body shaking and the wetness coating your thighs, your throat raw and burning with each moan. Part of you still wants more. Wants to feel even more pleasure. Your core burning so deliciously from his relentlessness, from how many times youâve tightened and fluttered around his thick cock.
âYou can do one more, I know you can.â Druigâs breath is hot against your lips, as he stares up at you, âyouâve been so good, you can do one more for me right?â Heâs slowed his thrusts just slightly, if only to allow you to focus on his words, to give you the slightest of breaks before he goes back to pounding into you leaving you a whimpering mess again. One of his hands runs down your neck, thumb skating across your jaw and lifting your chin separating your foreheads so the two of you can properly look at each other. And youâre so beautiful like this he thinks; cheeks warm and tinted with heat and lust, eyes heavy from exhaustion. Your mouth swollen and coated from the two of you. Heâs done this to you, made you a fucked out mess all because of his cock and mind, and fuck he loves it. âDo you want to stop, hmm?â He runs his thumb along your bottom lip, âwe can stop, pretty girl.â
The over sensitive part of your body and mind is screaming yes, but the slow drag of his cock thrusting up into you, the languid gentle motion rebuilding that mountain of pleasure inside thatâs begging for more. To reach, to jump off of, to let Druig make you cum again and again until you really canât take anymore. Fuck you until neither of you know anything but this feeling, but this heat and pleasure shared together.
So you shake your head, whimper a soft ânoâ that makes Druig smirk, pull your lips to his in a passionate kiss full of tongue, and teeth and moans. âGood girl.â The praise alone makes you whimper, but as you feel his thrusts pick back up, his hand going to your hip to push you down as he thrusts up. Your over sensitive core burning and begging for more. Your moans loud and incoherent. Your nails digging into his chest, your back arching slightly when you feel the palm of his hand make contact with your ass cheek in a hard slap. The deep groan Druig letâs out against your lips makes your stomach flutter. âMy pretty girl, look at me.â You do, your body bracing to go over that precipice, to feel that deep bone shattering pleasure. To see his eyes glow that beautiful gold before all you can see is him, Druig, all you can feel is him in every fiber of your nerve endings. Your mind body and soul being flooded and taken over by him, his pleasures, his desires. Sending you through an euphoric bliss that even when itâs too much itâs not enough.
And when he does it your body freezes, trembles, shakes, your mind filled with that beautiful haze, every fiber of you letting him take over, letting him control you so willingly. Until your vision clears and youâre meeting Druigâs gaze, moaning and shaking as your orgasm rolls through you and he fucks into you while you clench and grip onto his cock. âThatâs my girl, good, so good.â He groans, the warmth of his palm on your cheek grounds you. Druig watches your mouth hang open, eyes go from his golden hold to your beautiful ones. Watches your body tremble and wither above him, your cunt flutter and clench against his cock making him thrust faster, harder, until heâs finishing seconds after you. Praises on his lips, kisses and teeth pressed to your lips, shoulder, any flesh he can reach. Any part of you he can touch and consume.
Your body slumps over to rest on his chest, exhaustion completely taking you out. The after effects from another orgasm burning hot and white through your body and core. The two of you catching your breath, Druig running his fingers along your back, pressing soft kisses to your temple. âThink you broke your record.â He teases.
A/N : College au will always be my favorite and adding golf to the mix was fun. Iâve a very basic knowledge about golf so pardon me for any kind of mistakes. Hope you like this. Let me know what you think.
Summary : doing a coverage of the intercollegiate golf tournament for the student newspaper of your university isnât that hard unless youâve a love-hate relationship with the star player of the golf team.
Pairing : Frat! Golf Tom x Reader
Warnings : 18+, SMUT, minors DNI, fwb, secretly hooking up, idiots in love, betting, hint of dom! Tom, teasing, blowjob, face-fucking, degradation, spit play IIÂ w.c - 5.5k
It was a lovely morning with the sun shining brilliantly in the clear, blue sky. A gentle breeze blowing across the Seven Oaks golf club as you sat inside the clubhouse taking a sip of your chai tea latte. There were a hundred different ways you could have spent your weekend, but instead you are obligated to cover the intercollegiate golf tournament hosted by your university every year on behalf of the student newspaper.Â
Theyâre both quiet and observant. They both donât trust easy. Theyâre both not afraid to tell people to shut up when they say/do something stupid. I bet you Daryl wouldnât move his seat up, either. Theyâre quietly judgmental... and not quietly judgmental. Theyâre both the sulky friend who stays in the background cause they were forced to come to whatever event they were dragged to. Theyâre both badass fighters. Right hand men. Great leaders who donât think theyâd be great leaders. They have their inner turmoil, traumas, abuse. They both have come a long way in dealing with their traumas and turmoil, and have become a lot more confident and comfortable with themselves.
So Iâm getting some thoughts together, and I think I have the start of something!!! Iâll try and have it up soooooon! Steve will be in it, too! Heâs going to have similarities with Reader!
havenât posted about the mandalorian in a while so i just wanted to update yâall on how iâm feelin, which is that i still want to get dicked down by din djarin
