claire

just reposts :p 18

[freakynad]

brothers best friend!jean kirstein helps you out after your vibrator broke ❤︎ mdni.

a brief yet unexpected knock came through your door, causing you to sit up in your bed, jean— your brother's best friend— walked in with your favourite drink in hand. “strawberry milk?” he raised his hand with a smile on his face.

usually you’d give him that crooked grin of yours and thank him, sometimes even hugging him tightly that would take his breath away, literally. except this time he was met with your sulky expression that didn't falter one bit, his brows creased in confusion.

“what do you want, jean?” the words came out sharper than intended.

“no thank you?” he placed the strawberry milk by your desk, pressing his back against the door and closing it shut, you spun your head away from him.

he grumbled, not liking how you were peculiarly silent, a rather unbearable contrast from your usual energetic nature. “bunny you know its not nice to be rude to guests.” he crossed his arms, watching.

“well you’re my brothers friend so you’re not really a guest anymore. barging in whenever you want like its your second home!” you spat in irritation.

his expression twisted in grimace. “woah— whats this about bunny? whats gotten you so worked up?”

thats when he saw how you hugged your legs, your brown skin growing flushed as if you were hiding something.

“bunny?” his voice was low, as he steadily approached your bed, gauging your reaction before sitting at the edge of your white bed.

“you can tell me anything you know..” he muttered, peering his gaze towards you. “if its your brother being an ass—“

“no, its not him.” you shook your head, ears growing warmer as you buried your face to your knees.

he blinked,. “okay.. is it university that's bothering you?” he continued to question you further.

you groaned, your hands grabbing a fistful of your curls in annoyance. “no its not fucking uni, or my brother or anyone or anything at all. its me.”

certainly surprised by your outburst, he shuffled closer. “well if you don’t wanna tell me—“

“im horny.” you blurted out.

the room stilled. jeans lips parted in surprise as he stared at you. there was a pregnant, awkward silence that made you regret speaking all together.

“okay—“ “—its because my vibrator broke and my fingers can’t do the work and my new vibrator wont come in for another two weeks.”

assuming it was all the pent up frustration, your mouth unexpectedly blurted out these words. you hadn’t even thought of it.

you watched jeans cheeks warm at your words, scratching the back of his neck as he tilted his gaze away. “uh— okay. damn.”

you swallowed, embarrassed superseded that frustration entirely. “i dont know why i said that jean. im so fucking sorry.” you looked away.

“uh.. d’you need help?” there was clear reluctance in his tone yet he still looked at you, making you swallow in anticipation.

“um.. won’t that be weird? like you’re my brothers friend and stuff..” you toyed with the rings in your finger.

“i think we are way past weird, don’t you think bunny?”

that nickname sent a straight pulse of heat into your cunt despite him calling you that ever since you were both in middle school, but this time it felt more intimate. intentional.

you bit your lower lip, finally looking at him. “can we?” you needed it, you knew you’d never be able to forget about his offer especially if you said no.

he didnt respond, simply he stood up from the bed, walking towards you and gently pushed you down the white sheets, caging you between his defined arms.

his pupils dilated, he dropped his head down to your ears

“tell me when to stop, m’kay?” he whispered to your ears, even though you doubted he’d make you cum like your vibrator did, but his words sent a rush of heat around your body, like it was a promise something great is waiting for you.

you nodded, “mhm.” watching him lift his head and brought his lips to yours, you accepted his kiss by parting your mouth and your eyes closed shut. your hands trailing on his shoulders before finding the nape of his neck, pushing him towards you deepening the kiss, swallowing his groans.

he peeled away, his hands already resting by your hips while his thumb working gentle strokes. “strawberry? seriously?” he licked his bottom lips, tasting the soft lip balm that transferred onto your plump lips.

he continued to trail kisses down your jaw to your neck, pulling down your sweatpants with one hand as his teeth gently nibbled on your skin, earning breathy whimpers from you.

he sat between your legs, spreading them as he peeled off your wet underwear, watching the slick wetness stick between your folds and throbbing in need.

“fuck you’re so wet.” he muttered, eyes fixated on your wet cunt. words sent shivers down your spine.

thick digits worked between your folds, caressing back and forth as your breath hitched. his finger collected your lubricant and spreading it to your clit, gently circling his finger around the sensitive bud.

“youre so pretty bunny.. shit.” he quietly gasped on how your pussy responded to his fingers, your hips tilting to meet his finger.

“mffp.. that feels so good.. jean..” you panted, without his hands faltering, he unbuckled his pants with his other hand, revealing his hard, red cock that he stroked gently a few times while circling your clit.

“dont have a condom..” jean muttered, halting his movements as he looked at you.

“i take birth control.. just.. please..” you pleaded, yet a part of him felt like he couldn’t take the risk.

“i can still make you feel good, okay bunny?” he moved his hand away from your cunt and spread your legs.

you groaned, cunt squeezing around nothing. you were growing agitated at the loss of pleasure. “jeaaan..”

he let out a sigh that almost sounded like a chuckle. “patience, patience.” he grabbed his length, gliding it between your folds instead of squeezing it through your vagina.

you gasped, knees jolting. “thats it..” he affirmed, quite breathless as he continued to move his hips as he slid his length against your folds, hitting your sensitive clit perfectly every single time without you growing sensitive.

“i need your cock.. please… please jean..” you cried out, his grip tightened on your hips, trying to hold onto whatever composure he had left.

“keep the noise down bunny, you’re too loud.”

the sounds of squelching wetness was pornographic, at the sight made his cock throb and leak incessantly. he wasn’t even in you.

your pelvis lifted in attempt to ‘accidentally’ make him slide his cock in you yet he pressed down your hips. “bad girl.” he muttered, hips moving.

before you could protest, you felt your stomach growing warm. “i—im close!!” you gasped, tilting your head back onto the sheets as your lips parted in pleasure.

“fuck.. me too.” he hissed. “come for me, bunny..”

white liquid pleasure escaped your cunt as your thighs trembled, squeezing your legs around him, sticky arousal trickling down your folds before his own orgasm came through, splattering all over your stomach.

he let out muffled moans as he bit his lower lip, sweat trickling down his temple as he pulled his soft length away from your folds, pulling his pants up.

“made a mess. ‘m sorry bunny..”

he turned his gaze to you, your breaths were ragged. he slid his arms around your waist and trapping you with his weight, nuzzling his face on your collarbone.

“you did me a big favour..” you whispered, wrapping your arms around his neck. a gentle chuckle escaped his mouth. “promise you'll be be a little nicer to me next time, bunny?”

you hummed in response. “as long as you can replace my vibrator.”

his body froze, cheeks turning warm and holding you tighter. “don’t say stuff like that.” his voice muffled against your skin, embarrassed.

“your brothers going to kill me if he finds out.”

you huffed, watching him tilt his head upwards to look into your eyes properly. “he won’t. and im a grown woman so i can do whatever.” you furrowed your brows.

“i know, i know.” he paused, looking at your lips that grew dry after intimacy. “just.. keep it a secret?”

a hesitant yet soft smile made its way to your face. “yeah.”

© 𝒇reakynad is speaking . . . why do i kinda hate this idk

[ohsweetluces]

content warnings - anal, pussy taping, strap, consent is discussed beforeahand

Your pussy always drooled like a needy pathetic fuckhole whenever Abby was punishing you.

That’s why tonight she decided she was done playing nice and taped your pussy. You couldn’t help still getting wet when Abby forced you to bend over, presenting your plush butt up for her.

Her big, calloused hands kneaded your juicy flesh as she pulled your cheeks apart to reveal your tight pucker.

She spat. Hot and messy.

It slicked down your crack and lubed up just enough for her strap to push through. You cried into the pillow as your tight rim was forced to stretch around her strap. She grunted as she slammed it deeper.

Tears sprang to your eyes, flowing freely down your cheeks.

“H-hurts…”

“You’re soaking up the tape and you dare complain?” She smacked your ass, “ungrateful little whore.”

You whined into the pillow as she fucked you harder, groaning as she watched your tight ass struggling to take the entire length of the toy.

It looked so pretty as the ring tightened around her dick, clenching every time she pulled out.

“That’s my good little fucktoy,” she praised, smacking your ass again just for good measure as she slammed herself inside, “you feel me, babygirl? Stirrin’ up your guts?”

You made another soft sound into the pillow. It only made her fuck you rougher. Poor you and your tight ass.

[freakynad]

reiner braun is needy for your pūssy ❤︎ mdni.

“just— stay here a minute.” his voice gruff, hands on his clothed cock that was currently vigorously poking out of his trousers and his cheeks flushed.

you watched him for a moment, his eyes shut as if his erection physically hurt him— which is probably did— but you couldn’t help but tease.

“you’re telling me a kiss on the lips got you all erect baby?” you smirked, cradling the back of his neck with your fingers, watching him groan and hips jolt upwards.

“g-god. please stop.” his voice trembled, moving away from your touch and pressing his head against the steering wheel, his palms growing sweaty and erection growing tighter.

your eyes widened at the sight, he seemed to be struggling for a man who is usually composed.

“reiner..” you whispered, drifting close towards him, your strong aroma lingering in the air and filling his senses.

his grip tightened around his crotch, feeling his cock pulsating against his palm. “we can do a quickie—“ “absolutely not.” he despised the idea of fucking you without taking his time to praise every inch of you.

“well clearly you're not handling it well, then once we step into the event you’re gonna be like— oh lets go home because i need you so bad.” you ridiculed him shamelessly, watching his eyes widen to yours.

“maybe you should stop kissing me before events then, knowing it turns me on.” he deflected with evident flush on his cheeks, it was amusing to you.

his frustration sent a sudden, sharp thrill of arousal straight to your core.

you scoffed, not even giving him a chance to protest as you kicked your heels off and shuffling to the driver's seat into his lap, straddling him.

“wh—what’re you doin—“ he muttered breathlessly, his body shivered entirely when you pressed your hands on his shoulder to stabilise yourself peel your skirt off as he watched, his mouth watering.

he couldn’t even think straight, his vision blurring into a haze as he unzipped his trousers in quiet grunts, revealing his hardened length and aggressively red tip that made your pussy throb.

“please..” he quietly gasped needily as his hand slightly stroked his length in desperation, resting his head onto your chest as you peeled off your damp underwear.

“jeez reiner, just a second.” you chuckled, trying to ignore how your heart raced in arousal. his hands gripped on your hips and guided your cunt to his length.

the simple brush of his tip between your folds made his fingers dig into your hips almost painfully. “ffuuuck..” he fluttered his eyes shut.

to some mysterious miracle, he didn’t cum just yet even though he was holding onto a thread, slowly you sunk into his cock, watching his lips part and panting in desperation.

“mmhpp— ride me.. fuck me please.” he pleaded, nuzzling his head onto your neck as you gently grinded onto his cock. your hands wrapped around his neck as you lifted your hips, pressing down on his cock. rocking back and forth in a rhythmic motion.

“oh reiner..” you moaned onto his ear, feeling his incessant whimpers onto your skin— you could’ve sworn you heard him huffed in pleasure.

your slick walls tightened around his throbbing cock, sending waves of pleasure all around his body. “fuck me..” he cried out, his hips tilting to meet yours.

his moans muffled against your warm skin, his palms growing sweaty against your back. “iloveyousomuch— i love you so fucking much.” he babbled, completely pussy drunk.

your fingers found the back of his neck, finding his damp hairs and caressing. “such a good boy f’me, rein.. this is what you needed? hm?”

“yesyes! i needed you s’ bad..” he whined, his fingers twitching against your clothed back.

rolling your pelvis against his, his cock twitched inside you, earning a moan from you. “you’re cumming rein’?” you whispered into his ear, bringing up the pace as he grunted.

“y—yes.. mmmp.. fuck!” he squeaked, hips jolting upwards as ropes of cum spilled in you, quiet gasps spilled out of your mouth, your own cunt squeezed around his cock.

hot cum poured down your legs. both of you stayed in the embrace, skin sticky. his cock warmed inside of you, semi hard and pumping his cum inside of you.

“did such a good job for me baby.” you whispered, caressing his damp hair, incoherent words muffled against your neck.

“sorry..” he blurted, making you pout, pecking his ears that were still sensitive, making him shivered.

“.. is okay baby, i loved seeing you needy for my pussy.” you cooed

his hips twitched at your words, “stop..” he gasped, making you chuckle at how tender he was to every touch and every word.

“we gotta go in—“ “no.” he gripped your hips tightly, not ready to feel the loss of your sticky walls hugging his cock.

© 𝒇reakynad is speaking . . . sub!reiner is my favourite genre

[ohsweetluces]

How does Ellie react when the stockhold syndrome finally overcomed reader?

When Ellie finds out that you’re reliant on her, she enjoys taking care of you even more than before.

That doesn’t mean Ellie has ever forgotten how cute your screams sounded when you resisted her, trying to hide your stupid little pussy from her with your shackled hands— as if it would help.

Ellie tries new things— harder kinks, more hours in the basement where she makes you feel uncertain under the impression she might never come back.

Maybe she even tries to lie to you about being with someone else romantically just to watch your little face drop. She finds it so cute.

She knows it’s wrong that she’s playing around with your feelings, and while she’s aware she’s not actually seeing someone else, she likes watching the sadness in your eyes.

It makes her realise over and over that you’re just a helpless captive girl in love with her captor.

[ohsweetluces]

KIDNAPPER!ELLIE WILLIAMS SMUT HEADCANONS:

read at your own risk.

tw: noncon, kidnapper x kidnapped scenarios, dacryphilia, a lot of gun threats, restraints like cuffs and shit, piss kink, fisting, hole gaping, size kink, mention of gore and necrophilia (as in she won’t do it), sado/maso, oral, fingering, forced orgasms, aftercare, sex toys, description of Ellie’s body (boobs and bush)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Ellie definitely enjoys wiping you clean gently, watching how you twitch at every little sound and pull away from her— or at least you try to. But you can’t go too far when you’re chained to the ground. Ellie finds it amusing almost as she’s cleaning you up from the aftermath of everything. Poor you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Ellie enjoys your neck—holding it gives her a sense of power she can’t ignore. You’re scared, you’re weeping. You’re so fragile in her hands as she caresses your neck and kisses it like you mean the world to her. Ellie treats you like a fucking princess, although you’re in chains. Hickeys and kisses litter your neck. You can’t complain. She keeps you alive at least. You like Ellie’s hands— when she’s being gentle. There’s a strange sense of protection you feel in her calloused, experienced hands.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Ellie loves cumming all over your face when you’re crying, you look like such a pretty little mess with your face soaked in her slick and your tears. Sweet pretty girl.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Ellie gets off to it when you’re crying and she’s got her gun pointed to your head, strap lodged in your pussy that’s unusually wet around the toy. “Fucking slut,” she growls and fucks you harder, cold gun barrel pressing into your forehead threateningly. You don’t know if it’s loaded or not. But she can shoot any moment. You’re terrified. That’s enough to get you sobbing.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Ellie has been with a lot of girls before. She’s very well aware of everything she’s doing. She might sometimes play dumb just to have you ride her strap and shit, but otherwise she makes it clear she knows her way around.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Ellie enjoys holding a gun to your head when you’re cuffed and riding her. You can’t help bouncing your hips up and down. Ellie’s getting way too much pleasure from watching alone. Your sopping pussy makes all the lewd sounds that she teases you with. “Pussy don’t sound like you don’t want it, babygirl.” All you can do is sob quietly and obey, otherwise she’s gonna put a bullet through your skull.

G = Goofy (are they more serious at the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

She’s always serious, always murmuring praises to you and telling you how dependent you are on her. Sex is serious for her. If you ruin that for her, she’ll ruin you. You better take her seriously if you want to live.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Ellie doesn’t care to shave or trim. She’s got a wild bush that she’s very proud of, darker auburn coarse hair makes its way down her belly button, a poorly shaped happy trail leads to her bush. It mostly covers the top and a little down the lips.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

She will definitely hold your hands and tell you you’re her girl when she fucks you, even if you’re in chains. She likes to think she’s very romantic.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Ellie likes the thought of you screaming for help. When she first kidnapped you, you screamed and thrashed— clearly under the impression that someone could hear you from down here and that’s what amused her so much. Just your stupidity. You screamed until your throat became too sore to even speak. Ellie definitely rubbed herself to that.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Ellie has hardcore kinks. She enjoys fisting you until you piss yourself like a messy little slut. She fucks like a wild animal in heat, using all the big straps and plugs until your holes are left gaping slightly. Forced orgasms are her specialty, it’s some sort of sick pleasure she derives from seeing your horror and your denial that your body betrayed you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

You’re confined to her basement. There’s no other location other than Ellie’s threat of fucking you in a forest.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

The more you scream, the more of a fight you put up— the more she gets turned on. Fight more. She’ll only fuck you harder. Other than that, she enjoys when you lose all bodily control out of fear.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything too gory because at the end of the day, you’re still the girl she loves so much and she doesn’t wanna disable you in any way. And she definitely doesn’t like the idea of necrophilia, she wants you alive, she wants you to feel every second of every fucked up shit she does to you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She definitely prefers giving. She isn’t sure if, in an attempt of saving yourself, if you’d resort to using your teeth on her. So it’s safer for her to do all the oral work. She loves kissing your pussy and fingering it simultaneously.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Like previously mentioned, Ellie fucks like a wild animal so her pace is obviously fast usually but if you’re being good for her, not screaming all too much and eating properly— she might just take it slow so your body can recover.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

She hates them. To her, it’s important she makes you cum until you can’t stand anymore. That’s called quality sex, in her opinion.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Ellie is very open to experiments. She’s open to trying the most depraved kinks just to find out if she’ll like it. But she won’t try anything that’s hazardous to your health.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Ellie can go for just about five rounds when giving, but when receiving she can barely do two rounds when she’s in control of what she receives. That being said, she prefers being in control always.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Oh, Ellie has a lot of toys. She mainly uses them on you. When she’s scrolling online and she sees a sex toy, the first person she thinks of is you. She’ll get it if she thinks you’ll look good with it. Ellie is open to trying a lot of shit, so if it doesn’t fit… don’t worry. She’ll try her best to make it fit.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Ellie doesn’t like teasing. It’s either she gives you forced orgasms, or you oblige on your own. No orgasm denials. She hates robbing you of your pleasure. After all, she wants her girl to be all content when with her.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Ellie makes pathetic whining sounds when she’s getting pleasured. She can’t help it. Sure, it goes entirely against her “scary kidnapper” act but she doesn’t give a shit. She’ll moan like a bitch and grind on your face (when she trusts you enough to give her head).

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Ellie enjoys monster cock dildos in her pussy. She loves the stretch. She definitely uses them on herself right in front of you. Whether you like watching or you don’t, she’s gonna make you watch her pussy stretch around the big dildo until she’s a mess, eyes rolling back and hair messy— riding it like she’s a stupid bitch in heat.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Ellie has soft, small breasts with dusty pink areolas and nipples. Her nipples are a bit big and extremely reactive. She has a lean body with toned muscles here and there, her bush is messy and untrimmed. She doesn’t really care about body presentation. She’s got no one she’s trying to impress. Every once in a while, she does shave her pits though. She doesn’t have much body hair growth so she doesn’t bother with shaving too much. Ellie has some faint scars that decorate her otherwise pale flawless skin.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Ellie has a high libido and there’s no excusing that. She’s just a horny girl with a fucked up list of kinks.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She doesn’t immediately fall asleep. She likes cleaning you up and making sure you’re taken care of before she even thinks about sleeping. Ellie doesn’t get sleepy after sex. Quite the opposite actually. She gets rather active, and she cleans you up, feeds you, makes sure you’re not uncomfortable before she lays in bed and reads comics for the rest of the night, eventually dozing off.

[shoyomegs]

INSATIABLE

girlfriend!hange x fem!reader

part of my pride event <3 + main m.list

tags: mdni, lesbians, use of any pronouns for hange, cunnilingus, face riding, tribbing/scissoring, biting, pet names, praise

god your partner was insatiable.

she had you folded in every position she could think of since they got home. on your stomach while she fingered you from behind, and now sitting on her face as she ate you out.

he didn’t mean to be so rough but she couldn’t help herself. the noises coming out of you only fueled them to keep going. feeling her own cunt throb with need.

after fingering you stupid, they knew they needed more. finally getting to taste you as she dipped her tongue inside of you all the way to your clit.

sucking harder and harder.

they could feel you trembling above them, already sensitive from the last three orgasms, your thighs were already clamping her head in place.

during her boring and tiring day at work all they could think about was devouring you when they got home.

so much so that he couldn’t help but dig his teeth in, the drag of the bone against your clit only made you throw your head back further. “g-gentle hange, please fuck” you muttered out.

she could tell you were trying to stave off your orgasm but now she was feeling antsy. needing to hurry you through this so she could rub one out on you. she grabbed you by your ass, pushing you forward so your clit would bump into her nose.

by the sounds of your moans he knew the sharp movements were working so he repeated it.

she had you riding her nose until you were folded over, grabbing the bed frame to steady your shaking form.

hange tried to be patient, licked up your cum and kissed your cute clit before pushing you on your back.

shoving himself between your legs. forcing your cunt down with her own. the heat and wetness from her slick only made the nerves in your clit burn hotter. she was so wet. all from getting you off.

“did so good for me princess, need you to do the same now” hange said, focusing on aiming her clit directly above yours.

your legs were sore and cramping as they were being held open by hange. her calloused hand gripping your thigh, the only thing tethering her through her pleasure.

one of your legs under her own and the other stretched out, your calf touching her ear.

your clit was aching and throbbing with the way she’d been abusing it.

“ngh— fuck, you’re so warm baby” hange moaned out through gritted teeth, one of her hands moving down to press on your lower abdomen.

she started grinding her clit fast and hard against your own. she was always aggressive when it came to tribbing. it was her favorite thing to do with you.

the sounds of your cunts and mixture of arousal only made her mouth water more. the sight of you, breasts out and bouncing made her move with more urgency.

“hange please—“ breathless, you could barely finish your sentence before she hit your clit just right.

your folds aligned with hers perfectly. it was like she was your perfect puzzle piece.

hange couldn’t stop himself from looking down to where you two were connected. the foamy white mixing into her pubes, the slight sweat coating your abdomen that she wanted to lick, all of it was only pushing her closer to her precipice.

and her? they looked more wrecked than you did. tribbing wasn’t the easiest activity but with someone with as much muscle and stamina as hange it wasn't as much of a struggle.

the clench of her abs while being covered in sweat, the furrow of her eyebrows while they tried to hold themself back from just slamming down into you, the scars lining their body, god she was so fucking sexy.

“come on, come on” hange muttered to themself. close but wanting to make you cum first, only wanting to reward herself after pleasuring you was done.

she knew her reward was coming with sound of your moans and arousal spilling out of you making it all the more easier to glide easier on you.

mumbling incoherent praises, hange pressed themself harder against you, using all their body weight and strength making you cum and herself right after.

"fuck, so good." he uttered with a whine in his voice. hange would've collapsed if not for their arm reaching behind them and catching themself.

your limbs were tangled in a sweaty warm mess.

you were barely able to catch your breath before hange disconnected themself and was suddenly hovering over you again, lining your neck with soft kisses and hearing her inhale your scent.

"you think you can go another round?" she asked after pulling away from you slightly, eyes wild with a smirk on her face.

who were you to say no?

🪽@shoyomegs

( divs by @pixopix )

🏷️ : @brunettebombshell72

[freakynad]

❛ BIG OLE FREAK ❜ featuring erwin smith

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 CONTENT .ᐟ modern au, nsfw, p in the v, praise agoraphilia, fingering, smut, 1.3k word count.

the sun streamed through curtains, making you flutter your eyes open as the sun blurred your vision momentarily.

with a exhale you turned to your bedside, you looked at the clock and it was eight in the morning.

the bed shuffled beneath you as you turned to the other side, expecting erwin to be there next to you but it was empty.

with confusion, you called out his name “erwin?” you hummed, sitting up and taking a moment to listen to the lake outside the cabin.

you noticed the door leading out the cabin was slightly open, you softly smiled to yourself, knowing.

you found yourself slipping your slippers on before making your to the door, pushing it open as the sun gleamed onto your skin, making it glow.

“love. you alright?” a familiar, deep voice spoke, turning your head you grinned. “hey, i knew you’d be out here.” you muttered, padding to him and resting your arm on his waist as he naturally put his hand around your neck.

“just admiring the view. its nice to be away from the city.” he murmured, looking down at you but you were already looking at him, with a affectionate smile he pecked your temple.

“how’d you sleep?” he promoted gently. “i slept well, i didn’t wake up as fatigued.”

he chuckled, “i told you we needed a change of scenery.” he muttered, looking back out the forest and the moving lake as you followed his gaze.

the breeze gently brushing your skin, “yeah, the city is too loud, maybe we should move here.” you squeezed his waist.

he hummed affectionately, “you know im very easy to persuade when it comes to you.” he teased, earning a chuckle from you.

“oh but is it so bad to live alone in the middle of no where? we have a town nearby.” you attempted to ‘convince’ him further as he looked down at you once more.

“well i can’t say its a horrible idea.” he brushed your hair away from your face, making you look back up at him again.

“and..” you cheekily muttered, leaning closer “we can be as loud as we want.”

he chuckled, “oh you sure do have your set of ideas, don’t you, dear?” you hummed in response.

he slightly bent down and pecked your lips, both of you fluttered your eyes shut before he pressed his hand on the back of your neck as he tilted his head and deepened the kiss.

he swallowed your quiet moans, parting your lips momentarily. “my angel.” he whispered, “i love you.”

he crashed your lips onto his once more, pressing you against the railing as his hands found the tie of your robe. “erwin—“ you backed up an inch as he fluttered his eyes open in confusion.

“not here.” you whispered before he pouted, making you smile. “haven’t even thought about it? no one will see us.” he whispered, his hands gently caressing your sides, making your skin grow warmer.

“you’re so adorable, im almost convinced.” you leaned back in and pecked his cheek but before you could trail him back into the cabin he held tightly on your waist.

“i checked property lines, the nearest cabin is miles away and the town isnt any closer either.” he rubbed your waist, gently peeling off the tie of your robe.

“if you don’t like it,” he breathed, leaning closer to your ears, “we can leave and go inside. hm?” he whispered, making your skin flush.

the heat on your lower stomach was unmissable, biting your lower lip you sighed, “okay—“ and he pressed his lips into yours once more, his hands dropped the tie of the robe as the robe dropped down into your shoulder, revealing your bare body underneath.

despite the fear of getting caught, it excites you, arousing you even.

his hands cascaded down your body, gently feeling ever inch of you before his hands dipped down to your heat making you shudder.

not breaking the kiss, his other hand found the back of your neck and continued to kiss you and his other hand slowly circled his thumb on your clit and finger trailing your folds as the slick of your wetness coated his thick fingers till he found your opening.

you quietly gasped into his mouth as he fit his fingers into your wet hole, your walls tightening immediately at his finger before he fit another one in.

he parted his lips away from yours, watching you flutter your eyes shut in pleasure as curled his finger in you, finding a rhythm while his thumb circled your clit.

“so tight around me. so beautiful.” he praised, your robe slowly sliding off down and resting by your hips.

you whimpered as you felt him drag his fingers out when he felt you squeeze even tighter, your walls squeezed around nothing, “let me see how much more you can take.”

you shuddered at his words, “are you sure no one will see us?” he paused mid unbuckling his jeans before looking back up at you. “no one will. you’re safe with me, m’kay?” he muttered, looking at your worried expression.

“hey.. just focus on me making you feel good, hm?” he pecked the furrow lines off your forehead.

“okay.” you muttered, but the butterflies on your stomach yearned for his cock. “just please. i need you.” you pleaded as a satisfied smile came on his face.

“my girl is so impatient..” he hummed, zipping his pants open and lowering his boxers before pulling out his thick length.

your pussy throbbed and mouth watered at the sight before he held onto your waist, to anchor both of you— mostly himself as he tends to gets too lost in your cunt—

he guided his length down, pressing the blunt head into your opening and you hissed. “fuck—“

“didn’t even fully go in yet.” he groaned, you both knew you were each others weakness.

he paused, letting you get used to the weight of him right at your opening before tilting his hips, holding onto your hips and sliding inside as you moaned at the fullness of him.

“erwin— ‘m so full.” you muttered, your hand immediately tightening around his muscular forearm as he began to roll his hips, your warmth already squeezing around him as he whimpered.

“so— tightly around me dear. feel so good.” he nuzzled his face onto your neck as his cock met your sensitive walls with every roll.

with every roll, the railings behind you creaked, the breeze hit your skin and making your nipples harden against his clothed chest.

he stayed deep, starting slow till your hips subconsciously tilted to meet his, begging for a faster rhythm.

you whined into his ears as he picked up the pace, gripping onto the railing behind you as both of your breaths got heavier, “nnh.. ‘m so close.” you gasped,

“i can feel you— you’re doing so good for me love.” he panted, chasing the high you both needed before he felt you squeeze incessantly around him, gripping onto his forearm even tightly as your nails dug into his skin.

“mmhm fuck—“ he quietly choked onto his breath as he felt your legs tremble, and back arch against the railing the friction was relentless and your stomach tightly coiled until you felt your breaths get heavier and that heat snapped, you orgasmed all over his cock with heavy gasps, and with another few thrusts he shot his load against your clamping walls.

still moving yet much slower, milking all his cum, he rested his head onto your shoulder, catching his breath as you panted, his cock still twitching inside of you.

“you’re so warm.” he whispered, pecking your lips and rested his forehead onto yours, making you smile tiredly.

a moment of silence passed before you spoke up, “i dont think i need to convince you to move here now.” you playfully muttered, he let out a breathless chuckle, your walls fluttering around his cock as he subtly moved.

“as long as it makes you happy, sweetheart.”

[vampiromi]

✶ men who cum when eating you out ...

men who after a long and exhausting day the only wish they have is being buried between your thighs.

footsteps heavy, almost crawling pathetically to the bed where you lay waiting, shoulders slowly loosing tension as he press the mattress beneath him, the soft laundry scent of the blankets mixed with your own blur his senses

men who eat you for their own pleasure, tongue deep in your core, moving relentlessly with excitement, with no intentions of slowing down or stopping, strong big hands keeping your legs spread for him. your moans and sighs combined with the slurping sounds made such a nasty and addictive melody, something he could never get tired of

it becomes inevitable at some point, his hips move back and forward against the bed at the same rhythm his mouth moves around your clit, eyebrows frown at the delicious but insufficient friction, you squirm and feel the orgasm approaching you like a warm and strong wave, the only thing you can do is grip his hair in your hands and arch your back

your breathless whispers of his name drives him to the edge, he receives your orgasm with a smirk that quickly fades as he unexpectedly reaches his own orgasm with a broken and loud moan, his underwear feels so sticky and wet, both of you out of breath and tired, but his hands never leave your thighs and his eyes slowly meet yours with a mischievous glow

“one more time, please?” it didn't actually sound like a question, but it wasn't either a warning, he placed a trail of kisses across your inner thigh, his shaky breath against your sensitive clit was making your heart race again, “my love?”

you nodded in response, and after that the night only got longer.

characters → nanami kento, ser duncan “the tall”, adrian chase, clark kent, simon “ghost” riley, erwin smith, james “bucky” barnes + your favs ! 𝅄  ׁ ˳ 

[slutsenpai]

✦ mdni ／ thinking about big, big soft dominant men ..

who have you in a headlock but can’t help acting like a puppy, when they have your poor back arched into the meanest doggy imaginable but he’s just doting on you, a thickly corded bicep around your throat and he’s kissing and crying and huffing into the back of your neck about how good you’re being, how good it feels, about how much he loves you.

“o-oh my god, y-you..”, but you can’t even get the words out, and all you can do is let your angel eyes flutter shut and drool onto his squishy pillows while he pounds your pretty pussy, with the rhythmic smack of his hips against the backs of your thighs at the forefront of any other noise.

his deep voice is low in your ear, rough from how much he’s been whimpering and whining even more than you are.

“y’takin’ me s’fucking good, baby, I… I can’t, it f-feels…” and he just groans against your shoulder, digging his blunt nails into your hips, so hard that he can feel the bone but it doesn’t hurt you. he’s just desperate, grabbing hold to ground himself so he doesn’t collapse on top of your much smaller body.

his hips stutter and he pulls out, just leaving his fat tip inside and the way it catches on your entrance makes you mewl. he’s breathless, stilling just a moment before sliding back inside and making you take all of him, all over again. he’s big, at least eight inches, and your tight cunt stretches to accommodate him, he exhales sharply, his middle finger finding your clit to ease it along. you shiver, pressing your hips back into his.

“fuck,” he sighs with hearts in his pretty eyes, fucking you with deep strokes and grinding when he bottoms out just to feel the way that your perfectly ribbed, velvety walls hug and massage his length with each push and pull. it’s addicting for both of you, and you’re both so fucking wet, with his cock absolutely coated in your sweet slick and his own precum. it bubbles and sticks around his girthy base, making a cute little smack every time that he fucks into your warm, perfect pussy.

he resumes his pace, this time with one of his massive hands placed carefully on the back of your neck while he hammers into you. it makes you yelp before the sweet sound melts into a slutty moan, your eyes almost roll back, clenching down on his big, thick cock and feeling as your mixed cum sprays and drips down your thighs.

“that’s it, that’s my girl … this cunt is mine.” his words might sound possessive but his voice is soft and so, so affectionate. “y-yessir, s’yours,” you babble and hiccup, agreeing without thinking .. without realizing that you just verbally signed a lifelong contract in his eyes.

but you’re in love with him and luckily for you, he’s always happy to make you feel this good. ◟♡

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[moviecritc]

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun sfw and nsfw headcanons ˚.✦

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun who literally cannot function if he’s not touching you in some way, so the second you walk through the door after a long day he’s already scooping you up into those massive arms and burying his face in your neck like he has been waiting years instead of hours.

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun who follows you around the apartment like a lost puppy, arms wrapped around your waist from behind while you try to cook dinner. he keeps nuzzling your hair and mumbling how good you smell, his big hands sliding under your shirt just to feel your skin because being away from it for even a minute makes him restless.

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun who gets annoyingly pouty when you try to sit on the couch without him. before you can even get comfortable he’s pulling you onto his lap, chest pressed to your back, chin on your shoulder, whispering “stay right here, baby. need you close” in his deep voice.

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun who wakes up in the middle of the night and immediately reaches for you. if you have rolled even a little bit away he’s dragging you back against his chest, throwing one thick thigh over your legs to keep you trapped right where he wants you, pressing sleepy kisses to your temple until you both drift off again.

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun who gets super needy the moment you try to study or work. he’ll sit next to you for five minutes max before he’s tugging you onto his lap, hands wandering under your clothes while he kisses your neck and whispers “just a little break, yeah? i missed you so much today.”

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun who loves carrying you everywhere. grocery shopping? you are in his arms. laundry day? he’s got you on his hip while he folds clothes one handed. he says it’s because he wants you close but really he just loves feeling your thighs squeeze around him.

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun who gets stupidly turned on just from cuddling. you’ll be innocently spooning on the couch and suddenly you feel him getting hard against your ass, his breath hot on your ear as he grinds slow and needy. “can’t help it when you’re this soft against me, baby. please let me have you.”

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun who’s so annoying and sweet when he’s horny. he’ll follow you into the shower just to press you against the tiles, dropping to his knees so he can taste you with water running down his broad shoulders, moaning like he’s the one getting spoiled while his strong hands keep your thighs spread open for him.

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun who fucks you like he’s scared you might disappear. deep, desperate thrusts, forehead pressed to yours, eyes locked on your face so he can watch every little expression you make. he keeps whispering “mine, mine, all mine” between kisses, hands gripping your hips hard enough to leave marks he’ll kiss better later.

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun who refuses to pull out after he cums. he stays buried inside you, holding you tight to his chest while he catches his breath, lazily rocking his hips just to feel you clench around him a little longer. “don’t move yet… need to feel you like this for a while.”

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun who gets all blushy and shy after sex but still will not let you leave the bed. he tucks you against his side, one arm locked around your waist, the other stroking your hair while he tells you how much he loves you.

velcro boyfriend!reiner braun who sends you ten texts in a row if you’re out with friends for too long, each one getting needier. “baby i miss you” “come home soon” “the bed feels too big without you” until you finally walk in and he’s waiting by the door ready to lift you up and carry you straight to the bedroom so he can remind you exactly how much he needs his girl.

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[freakynad]

jealou$y ft. hange zoë

warning: nsfw, cunnilingus, semi public sex, jealous & slightly possessive hange, not proofread, 1.2k+ word count

leaning against the wall and staring across the bar, hange narrowed their eyes to your figure, their grip tightened around the drink they were nursing on their hand.

watching you lean closer to the attractive guy that approached you five minutes ago, as his head gently tilted, his eyes not moving away from yours as you spoke in that honey voice of yours.

you were flirting.

it created a sense of possessiveness within hanges chest as they forced themselves to drown the whisky, allowing it to burn their throat.

“you’re staring.” a familiar voice spoke up, making hange break out of their thoughts and burning gaze towards the two across the room.

turning to levi, an unfamiliar scowl appeared on their face. “he’s only talking to her for a quick fuck.” they muttered, their voice uncharacteristically low.

levi turned his head to you and the guy, you were now laughing at something he said, brushing his muscular arms.

“she seems to really be into him.” levi muttered, turning back to hange. “you know she can’t read minds, right?”

hange huffed, “what are you talking about?” feigning obliviousness.

they knew exactly what levi meant.

it was quite obvious that they were into you, everyone knew. the way they always tried to make you laugh, talk to you even when there was nothing to talk about, just orbiting around you like earth orbiting around the sun.

you were their sun.

but right now the sun burnt into hange’s throat uncomfortably, something feral ignited within them, the all ever energetic and loud hange was gone.

hange turned their head back to you, shuffled closer than ever and something cracked.

they found themselves shuffling amongst the people in the packed bar, making their way to you.

immediately you noticed them, of course you’d notice them when evidently furious, an expression that rarely ever comes out.

“h—“ you widened your eyes, “—sorry to disrupt, come with me.” they cut you off, staring at the guy with their daggers, sending shivers down his spine.

they didn't even let you process before tightly grabbing your forearm and dragging you outside. “hange! stop it!” you exclaimed, prying your arm away from their grip.

“fuck is wrong with you?!” you hissed, hange didn’t even bother looking at you, staring into the ground, tension filled onto their shoulder.

a pregnant pause.

“do you know what its like?” their voice was husky, barely above a breath that made you pause.

they finally turned to you, their gaze made you feel small.

“—watching someone you love flirt with somebody else while you’re standing right there.”

you opened your mouth to respond, nothing.

the breeze picked up, they stepped closer to you. you didn’t move.

you didn’t dare to.

just when they were inches away from you, they whispered. “ive been patient. very patient.” they stared down at you, their tone almost threatening.

“if you like me so much, why didn’t you say anything.” you didn't tear your gaze away from theirs even if it sent shivers down your spine.

and when they didn't respond, you exclaimed— “seriously! why didn’t you—“ they grabbed your jaw, “thats enough.” before pressing their lips into yours, not giving you a chance to breath.

they swallowed your gasp, pushing you against their parked car. you placed your hand onto their shoulder, pushing them away from the kiss as you both stared at each other breathless.

you swallowed, “please.” hange whispered, their gaze pleading, you didn’t waste another second wrapping your arms around their neck and pulling them close once again and devouring their lips.

their hands immediately found your waist and while your chests both pressed on each others, you could feel their heart racing onto yours incessantly.

hange subtly pulled away from the kiss, muttering in hurry— “get in the car.” and you obeyed as they clicked the door handles open and pushed you onto the backseat.

as they closed the door behind them, they pressed their lips back into yours. “need you.” they gasped before pressing a kiss on your neck, trailing down to your collarbone, making you whimper in anticipation, your skin growing hot.

they didn’t waste a second lifting your dress and brushing their hands on your clothed cunt, making you twitch in anticipation— “hange..” you muttered, watching them peel off their glasses as they bent down face to face with your cunt, the scent of your musky arousal immediately hitting their nose.

“do you want this?” they asked, you could practically see it in their eyes— they needed to taste you more than you probably needed it.

that made the heat of the pool in your stomach worse.

you bit your lip, nodding. they tilted their head up.

brushing your inner thigh with their hands, “use your words.” they muttered, “yes.. please.. fuck— i need you s’ bad.” you muttered breathlessly.

they hummed, staring back at your visibly damp underwear. “good girl.” they muttered.

gently, they peeled off your wet underwear, their breaths got heavier. “all this.. for me? if only i knew i could get you this worked up..” they teased, making you flushed. “s—shut it, hange.” you could feel it in your cunt as it throbbed around nothing.

raising your leg on one shoulder, they leaned in and sucked on your clit, making you quietly groan, but slowly you could feel them picking up the pace.

they gripped tightly on your thigh to stop you from moving, you tilted your head back against the window. “f—fuck me.” your voice shivered.

they continued to go lower onto your vulva tasting the heat of your wetness onto their tongue, their large nose brushing onto your sensitive clit, making your toes curl.

“h-hange—!” your hand found their brown hair, tightly gripping it as they moaned into your cunt, sending goosebumps all over your body.

they were getting turned on, the stickiness in their pants was getting uncomfortable yet they couldn’t get enough of your addictive sweetness.

“taste so good f’me.” they muttered into your cunt, moaning once more.

hange’s eyes turned to look into yours to find disheveled, eyes closed shut in pleasure, back arched— they could tell you were close.

they didn’t waste another second before rolling their tongue onto your clit, “n-ngh.” you let out an airy moan, as they practically devoured your cunt.

your legs stiffened and tightened against their back, breathes got heavier. “i-im—“ before you could utter another word, your thighs trembled, a moan erupted from your throat.

your grip tightened around their hair as you orgasmed, they felt your cunt throb against their mouth before lifting their face away from your cunt. your slick glistening against their lips, down to their jaw.

you blinked away the dizziness after the orgasm, attempting to focus better on hange.

slowly, your hand let go of their hair as their eyes made it to yours.

“there you are.” they muttered, pushing your damp hair away from your face, pressing their lips into yours once more.

you could taste yourself on them.

they muttered against your lips— “did so good.” their hands gently squeezed your hips before pulling their lips away.

“the guy back at the bar—“ “don’t wanna hear about him right now.” they cut you off immediately, making you lazily chuckle as they wiped their jaw and mouth.

“you have no idea what you do to me.” they whispered, nuzzling their head onto your damp neck, your heart jumped.

“you think they’re looking for us inside?” you muttered breathlessly, referring to levi and erwin.

they hummed. “just stay with me for a minute.”

@ freakynad is speaking . . . ive never written smut by the way and im kinda too embarrassed to proof read so im sorry if this is ass 🫩 thanks to the anon who recommended tho this was fun :P

[luvingtsumu]

⟣ ⸺ how they like to fuck ! ( ft. jean, reiner & porco ) 𝜗𝜚

JEAN KIRSTEIN

he is an eater, definitely. he will take his sweet time munching you, savoring the feeling of your arousal.

he doesn’t care if he gets messy, he likes it that way. your wetness going down his chin? yeah, leave it that way.

he can definitely cum just by eating you out but he would prefer not to.

he likes leaving bites and hickeys all over your thighs where no one can see, he enjoys having that just for him.

he also knows how long he is, so he makes sure to open you well for him, scissoring his fingers deep into your cunt, making sure to make space for himself, but it’s still never enough.

“you’re still so tight, love. you sure you can take all of me? hm?”

you nod aggressively, duh.

he loves calling you sweet names, doesn’t matter if he’s saying sweet praise or the filthiest words to your ear.

depends on the mood he’s in, you get a soft dom, or the dirtiest dom ever.

“look at you, you’re so beautiful sweetheart, you like it there? yeah? mhm.” or “such a dirty slut, you like grinding on my cock like that? yeah? i’m sure you do, you’re dripping. god, you’re making a mess, like a pretty bitch in heat.”

he grips your flesh so tightly you feel like it could totally leave a bruise, though it doesn’t most of the time. he just loves feeling you up.

for some reason, kissing you turns him on a lot. tongue intertwined with yours, teeth clashing against each other, moans and filthy groans escaping both of you. he loves it. especially when you get all desperate for him when he kisses you like that.

of course, he likes getting head from you, but would prefer doing other stuff over it.

but when you do give him head, he looses it. he’s thrusting up into your mouth making you gag. he’s quick to apologize though, he didn’t mean it, he just got a little too excited :(

he runs his cock between your folds, gathering all your slickness and groaning at the way you twitch when his head kisses your clit.

he’s actually jealous and possessive, even when he plays dumb most of the time—he thinks it’s too embarrassing, he would rather die that admit it—but when he gets inside your pussy, he can’t help the words escaping him, the need to claim.

“who’s pussy is this? hm?” “all mine, this is all mine.” “other guys could only dream about having you like this.” “answer me when i’m talking to you, doll. who do you belong to?” “see? you’re dripping for me, that’s because your body knows you’re all mine.”

when he’s jealous his sex is ten times better.

he started catching up on you trying to get him jealous on purpose though…

he has a lot of stamina, can go hours just enjoying your body.

he will start with slow deliberate thrusts, letting you feel all of him; but he gets pussy drunk really quickly, and his movements become sloppy and messy.

he doesn’t care about making sound, he groans, he moans, he talks. all of it.

he gets louder when you’re on top though.

he doesn’t let you take control most of the time, it’s not like he’s against it, it just doesn’t happen sometimes.

when you can take control, it’s when you’re riding him.

he will whine for you to move faster, his hands digging into your waist as he begs for you to let him cum. inside you if it’s possible.

breeding kink 100%

he just loves the thought of claiming you like that.

“yeah baby, gonna fill you up, okay?” “will you let me do that? please?” “i’m gonna stuff you so full, it’ll be dripping out for days, love.” “you would be an amazing mommy, y’know?”

let some dirty talk slip from your lips and he will cum in that second, he tries to stop it though. he just gets really riled up by the thought of you being so dirty.

your pleasure it’s the most important thing for him, if you’re not liking something he will change everything just for you to be on cloud nine.

his movements are calculated most of the time, his thumb rubs your clit with the right pleasure and his other hand plays with your tits just the way you like it.

he wants you to cum first, always; but there are times where he can’t control himself and comes first, but he makes sure to make it up to you immediately.

he makes sure you’re clean and comfortable before he immediately falls asleep, he was doing most of the work after all.

but if you wake him up because you need something, he will do it without second thought or complaint.

he loves cuddling you after everything, muttering about how much he loves you even half asleep <3

REINER BRAUN

your favorite pretty boy out here.

what he enjoys the most it’s watching you enjoy yourself with him. so no matter what you do, as long as you’re moaning his name, he will be enjoying himself.

praising kink 100%

i mean just look at him.

“you’re so sensitive, rei?” you whisper, he’s nodding, he’s whimpering, he’s grasping you like he’s gonna die if he doesn’t “but you’re my good boy, right? you’re gonna hold it in so i can take more of this pretty cock, right?” he almost came that second butttt he didn’t, he deserves a prize, right? :)

he’s a good boy fr.

he absolutely loves when you’re riding him, he loves watching your tits bounce and your face contracted in pleasure as you take him so good.

sometimes he will thrust up into you to enjoy watching your eyes roll back as you tell him how big he is.

he’s a tittie boy, size doesn’t matter. he loves holding onto them, putting them into his mouth, making hickeys on them, feeling your nipples harden under his tongue.

size kink 100%, too.

he enjoys watching his cock slowly enter your pussy; and it doesn’t matter how wet you are or how much time he spend opening you up with his fingers, he still has to take it slow, even when he wants to just thrust completely into your sweet heat.

he’s a thick boy.

sometimes he will carry you to bounce you on top of his cock, just because he can.

he just likes knowing he has that kind of advantage over you.

the fact that he loves having you in control doesn’t mean he lets you do all the job, nope.

he will take matters into his own hands and start pleasuring you the way he just knows will make you cum in less than ten minutes.

but he also loves having you guide him.

“mhm, curl your fingers for me a little, rei.” your hand tugged softly at his hair, and he groaned at it “just like that, good boy.”

“go deeper, rei. want you to fill me up completely.” he gulps “y-you sure?” and when he sees you nodding so eagerly he can’t help himself.

he just enjoys feeling like he can’t do wrong if you’re guiding him like you want him.

yeah….

and don’t be fooled, just because he has a praising kink doesn’t mean he doesn’t also have a degradation kink.

and maybe he’s a bit of a masochist too.

he just grew up believing he wasn’t deserving of nice things, and it’s deep rooted into his mind.

he wants you to slap him, choke him, bite him, dig your nails into his skin, tease him until he’s a whimpering mess.

(because yeah, he whimpers and cries)

he really loves the filth you whisper against his ear.

“no, rei. you don’t get to cum yet. be good.” he nods, even when he’s whining from overstimulation “look at you, you’re such a slut for me rei, aren’t you? i can feel you twitching inside, you like it when i choke you?” he nods again, because yeah.

he enjoys your degradation the most because you’re kinda sweet when you do it.

if he’s starts sobbing you will stop everything to ask him softly if he’s alright, when he tells you to keep going you go back at it ten times meaner.

he loves it.

he loves folding you like a chair and thrusting into you because 1: he gets to see your face, 2: he gets to see your tits bouncing, 3: it gets him in so deep.

“mff— tell me how much you like it, honey, please.” he begs, he needs to hear he’s doing well even when his cock is taking away your ability to speak.

most guys wouldn’t even consider begging, but he begs with no shame.

he whimpers as he asks your to please take him completely.

you want him to call you mommy? ma’am? you got it. anything you want as long as you keep his cock in your pussy.

he’s a needy boy. but like, all the damn time.

he just loves you so much he gets so horny even with one touch of your hand against his leg T-T

doesn’t matter if you two are in a die or live situation, if he gets you on the same futon he will be grinding into your ass and begging you to slip your panties to the side.

it’s not that he likes doing it in public, it’s just he doesn’t mind doing it wherever he gets riled up.

he will get you behind some random barrels to get you to suck his cock.

it’s hard to keep him quiet though. he’s so damn loud.

and he loves, loves, loves when you give him head!

he enjoys watching your pretty mouth barely being able to take all of him, but he still tries to get it all in.

and you love to feel him twitch inside your mouth when your tongue runs over his slit, or how his thighs tremble and knees buckle because it’s so much pleasure he just can’t take it.

but he’s so sweet, he’s always apologizing for getting too excited, for being too much, for wanting you all the time.

maybe he just does it for you to reassure him he’s the best boy you ever had.

he enjoys cockwarming too.

aftercare king, yes sir.

he wants to make sure you’re okay, comfortable and relieved. if you’re suddenly craving something that’s an hour away he will go get it. no complaints, no questions asked.

after everything he always wants you to hold him close against your chest, running your hands through his hair.

and don’t forget the sweet praise about how good he was for you, that’s a must, okay?

PORCO GALLIARD

he’s mean, really. and a freak too.

everything you could possibly do during sex, you’ve probably done it.

he would never do anything without your consent though.

porco likes to try new things as long as he always gets to be the one in charge.

because yeah, you’re not dominating this man even if they paid him to do it.

he loves having control of everything, of how loud you moan, how much you tremble and how quick he can make you cum.

he gets off on knowing he’s doing so good for you.

he needs to feel needed for you.

and that’s why he loves teasing you.

“trembling already, pretty? don’t tell me you can’t give me one more, hm?” as he continues rubbing your clit with his thumb, two fingers deep into your core.

he really enjoys overstimulating you, but he will stop if it’s too much, of course.

“damn, you sure you can’t take it anymore? you’re clenching me so tight, it’s almost like you want to keep me there, baby.”

as i said, he’s mean. he spanks your ass so hard it leaves a red mark for the rest of the day and he leaves your pussy so sensitive that even a small touch makes you whimper.

sometimes he feels like he has all the time in the world, so he will make you cum at least two times before he puts his cock into you.

his hands are always over you, he squeezes your throat, grips your ass and tits, holds your waist so tightly it leaves small fingertips against your skin, he puts two fingers into your mouth, making you choke in them as he fucks you silly.

he loves using all of you. he comes so hard whenever he fucks your tits, it’s just so pleasant for him to see, and when you do that thing with tongue darting out to lick his tip? yeah he’s gone.

also a thigh fucker.

“my god, baby. you’re dripping down on me, i bet you wish my cock would slip into your needy pussy, right?”

dirty talker for sure.

it’s all about the control, you know? he feels like normally there’s always someone better than him, but here in your bed he knows he’s the only one for you.

absolutely loves getting head from you.

make it sloppy as he fucks your throat, grip his thighs, cry and drool on him. he wants all of it.

and make sure to swallow it when he comes, but show him your tongue with his seed first!

he’s such a filthy but permissive dom. you want something? you’re getting it. as long as it’s under his rules.

he loves watching you touch yourself.

he will make you fuck yourself with your fingers as he does nothing but watch you and sit handsomely.

and he wants you to beg for him to fuck you.

he has the patience of a saint, he can go hours waiting for you to beg for him even when he’s straining against his pants.

there’s just one thing that can break him though: you crying.

he’s into dacryphilia, so damn much.

(he always makes sure you’re crying from pleasure and not from hurt)

he just loves how your pretty eyes spill fat tears down your cheeks as his cock is deep into your gummy spot.

he also loves biting you, all of you. he wants to leave marks and hickeys all over you, it’s his way of claiming you.

he’s very possessive, and it shows when he fucks you.

just like jean, his sex is ten times better when he’s jealous, but unlike jean he always makes sure you know he’s jealous.

“you really thought you could talk to that guy like that? huh? are you a slut, baby? tell me.” “look how you’re sucking my dick, baby. no one else could fuck you like this.” “you’re fucking mine, i don’t want you talking to any other guy, just me.” “do you like making me jealous? you like when i fuck you like the slut you are?”

after you two are done, he always makes sure everything is in place and that you’re all good—especially after trying new stuff.

after a quick nap, he normally wants to go for round two. he just absolutely loves fucking you >.<

© luvingtsumu 2O25 ⸺ materialist

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yooo so what about g!p abby with a filthy lingerie kink and massive overstim??

is this thing on? 😀

(i love that you’re a freak babes you’re preforming miracles)

not proofread, g!p abby, slight dom!reader, lingerie obvi, overstim abby!receiving

sorry for being so lazy dont hate me

you laid on the bed, clad in your sheer babydoll and crotchless panties as you waited for abby. she had gone to take a quick shower when you told her you wanted to have sex and had a surprise for her.

when you heard the bathroom door open, you propped yourself up against the headboard all seductive. abby walked out with a towel around her waist, shaking water from her hair with her hand. she looked up to see you and suddenly halted everything. abby could swear her heart skipped a beat, looking at you in lingerie, playing with the ribbon- the only thing keeping that damned thing on you.

you tilted your head, smiling at her as you opened your legs to show the crotchless panties. that same second abby's towel dropped to the ground, her hardened cock nudging it loose. you could see how turned she was, her dick rock hard and twitching, the veins more visible than usual.

abby took steps towards the bed, but didn't climb on. she leaned her hands on the footboard, her cock resting on top of it as well. you knew what she wanted, and you were born to put on a show for her...

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you moaned, rubbing your clit with two fingers as you watched abby rub her cock on the edge of the footboard, her gaze not leaving yours even for a moment. she watched how the sheer fabric covered you, skimpy enough to have her leaking all over yet not vulgar enough to lose the sultryness of it- how it left something so familiar as your body in mystery

"god... baby- can i please come there?" abby panted, keeping her strokes tight and short to the tip of her cock. anything more and she might just cum right now.

"yeah? you wanna fuck me?" you teased, scooching closer to her on the bed "make sweet, sweet love to me?" you chuckled, getting on your knees and leaning forward slowly, licking a looooooong strip along the top of her shaft, not breaking eye contact even to blink. you watched how her brows furrowed and twitched, watching you lick at her cock so agonizingly slow.

"yes" she swallowed "yes- i wanna make love to you" she sighed, shaky and almost whiny, the desperation sticky in her throat.

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"oh my god-! fuck, don't stop!!" you cried out, holding your legs open for abby by your ankles as abby fucked into your spread out pussy, every single inch pushing inside over and over again. your pussy let out a wet squelch each time abby's cock slid back in. she was too lost in you to even make a sound, her eyes rolled back as she churned her cock into you.

abby had only gotten started, yet her legs began shaking after just one minute of thrusting into you. and oh god did she try to hold on, knowing you weren't that close yet, but after your walls squeezed her she couldn't help but cum in big spurts. she pulled out to catch her breath, cum still pumping out in steady, gradually smaller ropes.

you watched her cock twitch with her orgasm, but you were nowhere near yet.

you rolled abby over onto her back, stradding her and lining her still-hard cock with your entrance. you sunk down, beginning to bounce and use her like a toy. abby whimpered and whined, little moans escaping as waves of pleasure mixed with pain from overstimulation kept crashing over her...

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she came two more times before you did for the first time, her orgasm a dull yet euphoric ache in her abdomen and groin by the time you were done with her. and the lingerie in a shameful state by then, of course. god knows if you'd have the guts to show up to the drycleaners with that...

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contains md/lg, vibrator, piss kink, dirty talk, mommy kink, pussy referred to as “cunnie”

You’re on Ellie’s lap, sitting sideways with your legs slightly spread. She has a vibrator that she holds against your core, you’re shaking, trembling.

“Mommy, please, I’m so tired. We’ve been at this for so long…” you whisper.

It makes Ellie chuckle and kiss your forehead lovingly, moving the wand up and down your twitching clit. She rubs your back with her other hand, and only holds it harder against you.

“My sweet babygirl, you can take this, can’t you?”

“I— I don’t know if—”

“Yes, you can,” Ellie cut in, “and you will.”

You whine softly, “o-okay, mommy… b-but my bladder…”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Mmm..” you sniffle and hide your face in Ellie’s chest, “pee…”

“Yeah? How’s that feel, baby?”

“C-cunnie tingly,” you sniffle.

Ellie smiles, and turns the setting of the vibrator up. It gets intense making your bladder struggle to hold all the piss in. How are you supposed to when Ellie’s cooing praises while moving the toy up and down your sensitive heat?

Eventually, you’re bound to lose control, and the thought of it alone scares you.

Scared of humiliation.

But Ellie doesn’t stop.

“That’s my good girl, holding all that piss in like a big girl, hm? You think you gonna cum first, babygirl? Or are you gonna have a little accident?” She asks, as if she expects you to know the answer.

You don’t. You’re scared.

You trembled, sobbing softly into her shirt and clutching her tighter, “mommy, please… c-can’t pee… not here…”

“Yes, you can, darling. It’s not a big deal if a little slips, y’know? Mommy’s not gonna be mad at you,” she kissed your temple, “come on, love.”

You gasp, a trickle slipping.

You instantly tighten, terrified of more coming out, but the amusement dancing behind Ellie’s green eyes tells you she’s waiting for you to pee yourself. As if it’s her form of sick entertainment— it is.

The way she looks at you alone makes you end up in a little puddle of piss, on your mommy’s lap.

[gomiles4millie]

Sevika definitely has a photo album of all the times she’s fucked you silly.

Whether the apparent photo album consists of a few videos of her rubbing cum into your ass, making sure to put that gawking, desperate hole of yours to good use, Sevika’s a firm believer to not waste her meal—and that includes your cum. She’ll rub it in like sunscreen against your skin, making sure to knead it in realllll good when you whimper against her fingers delving into your hole to collect more.

Sevika always makes sure to snap a photo everytime you’re on the verge of cumming. Anytime you’re begging for more. Anytime you claw onto her, pleading for mercy while her strap gushes into your pussy that relaxes so beautifully against her.

But what you thought was just a digital photo album turned physical.

“Here it is, babydoll.”

The book dropped like a weight had followed it, pushing it down only to surface shame and embarrassment throughout you.

Sevika treated the book like it was a treasure of itself—filled with your pearl only she could clam around. From photo albums stuffed on her phone from all the times she’s made sweet love to you, to printed photos glued to the pages with your own cum itself.

Oh she’s dirty. But she relishes in it.

She slowly flicks through the pages, torturously slow just to tease you, capturing every angle of your pussy you haven’t ever seen before, even up close in a mirror. Sevika wasn’t one for photos—but the second your pussy was in the frame she became professional.

And she had fun with you all the while you squirmed embarrassingly against her.

“Next page, sweetheart.” She’d coo, having you on your knees, body splayed out on the sofa with the photo album beneath your trembling fingers while she watched your pussy drip from behind.

And if you didn’t turn the page fast enough?

She’d spank your pussy until it became sore, watching it pout and shed tears against her thick fingers dancing in the liquids. The poor thing would only gush more of your juices out, oozing like oil from your slick hole trying to engulf her fingers whole, but Sevika never gave in to what you want. She’d only smack your clit harsher, making you jolt against her as a whine escaped your throat.

She’d make you describe the photos in exquisite details.

“My pussy is takin’ your strap so well,” you whimpered out, trying to ignore the way you could feel Sevika’s lips morphing into a smirk from behind. “It felt s’good…with your fingers as well…”

“Ain’t that right babydoll.” And like before, she’d send a harsh backhand to your pussy—watching the folds curl around the impact with cruelty.

@pinkletvelvet, @ylxiru, @megansstrap, @qqueenpprincee, @heretovibe25, @kkadoreme, @chuusbians, @dramaticsk, @morbidorchidfemme, @sani-sunny, @xxbunnieangelicxx,

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♡ · ellie being ur perverted girlfriend . . .

cw: pre-established relationship , collar leash , petplay , painal , piss kink , strap-on , hair pulling , rough handling , dubcon , masochist!r , degradation kink , spit as lube , dacryphilia , bruising , dom sadist!els

You and girlfriend!ellie had never done something like this. Usually she was all over you and you didn’t mind that. You enjoyed the feeling of her hands all over your body all the time. The way she groped, squeezed, rubbed. You loved it all.

But since your last petty argument, you both hadn’t been intimate in a long while. And although Ellie wanted you to break, come beg her for sex, she knew your resolve wasn’t that weak.

When you got back from work that day, you walked straight to the bedroom without saying anything. Ellie sat there, legs under the blanket, a comic open in her hands but she wasn’t reading it.

You walked to the closet, opened it, grabbed a fresh set of clothes before closing it and walking away. Ellie’s eyes followed you but she didn’t look. She tried not to. Her legs pressed together under her blanket though, thighs pressing together as she quietly prayed that you didn’t notice the shift in energy.

“It’s been long.” She said before you left the room.

You paused. “Hm?”

“It’s been long since we’ve done something.”

“Something as in…?” you tilted your head as if highlighting your cluelessness, and playing with her emotions at the same time.

“Y’know what I’m saying.”

You smirked. Slow. Soft. Like you knew exactly how to twist everything.

“Maybe. Maybe I don’t.”

“Come on.” Ellie huffed, getting out of bed, and stepping closer to you.

“Oooh.” Your eyes moved down.

Her boxers had a clear, prominent wet patch. Your smirk widened. Evil.

“I see what you mean now. But I thought we weren’t talking.”

“We’re not… but…” Ellie sighed. “I need you.”

“That’s too bad, isn’t it?”

“Baby, please.”

Without a word, Ellie knelt suddenly. Her knees hit the floor almost painfully. Your eyes widened slightly. Amusement more than surprise.

When girlfriend!ellie finally got you on the bed, positioned with your ass raised in the air, Ellie felt a sense of achievement she’d barely allowed herself to feel the past few days. She grabbed a handful of your bare ass in one hand, feeling the soft plush skin and flesh before she smacked it.

You buried your face in the mattress. “You’re getting off on this way too much.”

“I am.” She admitted. Shameless.

You rolled your eyes.

“Just get it done with, your horny dog.”

Ellie reached forward lovingly, her hand grabbing a good amount of your hair before she suddenly yanked your head back. A whimper tore from your lips before you could control it.

“Hey!”

“Shhh…” you felt the leather of a dog collar dragging against your skin. “You’re gonna put this on and be my good little bitch as I pound your ass. Is that understood?”

You nodded quickly. The leather clasped around your neck, tightening when Ellie adjusted it. She hooked the leash to it and let go of your hair. You grabbed your head, trying to soothe your aching scalp. Ellie laughed softly.

“You’re in for a lot of that if you don’t behave.”

“I’ll behave…”

That’s what Ellie wanted. Your submission.

All she needed to do was coerce you to get into this vulnerable position, clothes off your body, so she could do whatever she wanted to you and she knew you’d never resist nor safeword.

Deep down, you were a slut for this kind of treatment.

Ellie spat on her hand, rubbing it along the length of her strap before she aligned it against your body. Except, instead of it being against your pussy, it was against your tight asshole.

“El— I don’t think you’re supposed to—”

Before you could say a coherent sentence, Ellie thrusted inside slowly. The shaft filled up your ass slowly before she finally stopped pushing. The flared base made your asshole stretch painfully.

“Ellie…! Ellie, pull out! It hurts!”

Ellie just smirked and rubbed her hand down your back as if she were comforting you. She wrapped her other hand around the end of the leash tightly before she yanked it back.

You choked. “Els! Please!”

“The only thing I expect you to beg for is me to fuck you harder.”

Your eyes watered from the pain as Ellie moved. Her hips pulled back, the strap got pulled out of your asshole that clenched around the base almost as if it didn’t want the cock out of your body. Ellie watched it, the sight alone pleasurable. Your ass resisted when she pushed inside.

“Gosh, you’re gonna need more than just spit.” She mumbled more to herself than to you. “Eh, we’ll make do.” She said, spitting again at the base of the strap before slamming inside.

Your eyes widened, tears rolling down your flushed cheeks before you launched your face into the pillows, trying to muffle your cries of pleasure and pain both.

“Ellie… oh, Ellie, it hurts.”

Ellie reached down, fingers scooping up the wetness produced by your pussy.

“Filthy girl. You’re tellin’ me it hurts and you’re this fuckin’ wet?”

“I— but I—”

Ellie pulled your leash. You quietened.

“Just take my dick like a good slut.”

Girlfriend!ellie fucked you so hard, you could barely control anything your body did. Your legs trembled from how numb they felt from her intense fucking. The sounds your hole made every time it clenched desperately around her intruding silicone dick, Ellie squeezed your hip so hard she was sure she bruised it.

All the pent-up sexual frustration of the past few days had really gotten the worst out of Ellie who didn’t seem like she’d stop anytime soon.

“P-please, wait, wait! I can’t hold it anymore. I’m— I’m gonna pee!”

“I didn’t say you gotta hold it, pup. Y’know you’re a bitch. Act like it.”

“But—”

“But nothing.” Ellie said coldly, yanking your leash as if to make a statement.

You clenched harder. Ellie paused, hips stuttering in their movement because of the sudden resistance from your increased tightness.

“Damn it, puppy. You ain’t gotta hold back.”

You made a whimpering sound. Ellie sighed, and for a second you thought she would pull out. She grabbed your hips with both hands and slammed herself inside forcefully.

You screamed into the pillow, body losing all control. Piss sprayed out of you and soaked the bedding.

Ellie smirked, watching as you made a mess beneath you both.

“That’s it, puppy. Let it all go, m’right here.”

And you did exactly that. After all, you were just a dumb mutt.

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Kidnapper!abby who stalks reader harasses her til shes paranoid and then abducts her. Fucks her to readers own missing posters type shi.

Possible dub-con/ non-con and violence

Shower thoughts lwk

Noncon with kidnapper!Abby and her thick strap !!

You can’t feel your head. You barely can feel any of your body actually— cold sweat is drying somewhere on your body, faint traces of blood on your temple from where you’d fallen on the pavement after getting sedated. You feel the bruises blooming on your body from how roughly you’d been put into the backseat. You barely remember what happened, your brain is slow thanks to the drug in your system. Your eyes open, it’s blurry but you’re sure you see right. Your hands are cuffed.

“Are we awake already?” A voice coos. You feel goosebumps on your skin, followed by an eerily cold hand. It turns you on your stomach, pulling your hips up just enough for your dress to slip up. Your panties are pulled down, exposing your privates to your kidnapper. “Such a pretty little cunt, and it’s all for me, isn’t it, sweetheart?”

You feel her hand on the back of your neck, grip tightening, rough. She pulls you up. “It hurts,” you whimper— pitiful, low, broken. That just makes your kidnapper, Abby, laugh, “hurts, huh?” She pushes you against a wall, a poster against your cheek. You try to focus your eyes. It’s your face staring back at you. Big black bold letters that spell MISSING. Your eyes widen, “that’s— but that’s—”

“Oh I know, my sweet girl.”

Her strap enters you, slow and girthy. The stretch takes you by surprise. You instantly start struggling, but she’s far stronger than your drugged out, sloppy body. You writhe against the wall, pull your wrists from the knot of the rope holding them in place— it’s all useless. She pressed you harder against the wall, til you feel your cheeks getting sore from the pressure.

“It hurts… it hurts so much,” you sniffle, voice wavering.

“It’ll stop hurting if you just fucking hold still,” Abby lies straight to your face, and slams her hips into your plush butt, strap shoving deep in you. The sounds your pussy makes in the moment is so fucking embarrassing, walls clamping around her dick like you want this when you don’t.

“Stop, stop, please…” you sob, tears wetting the poster, “it hurts.”

Abby laughs softly, “your cries are even cuter than I’d imagined.”

She reaches forward and presses your tummy, “you feel that? That’s all me, babygirl.”

You whine, making a loud desperate sound in the wall, “please… I can’t take it.”

“You can.” Abby fucks into you harder making you cry out in pain, the base— that’s girthier than the rest of the shaft— fucks into you with more force than necessary, just to prove a point that you’re now stuck being her fucktoy.

And she will use you however she wants to.