[bastardrin]

leese✩

welcome to my bluelock sideblog!

this blog is 18+; minors do not interact

about. m.list. tip jar. main.

THIRSTS ARE OPEN

[[all characters are aged up]]

⤷ favs; kunigami, itoshi r, mikage

⤷ latest; warmth | kunigami x reader

⤷ working on; itoshi r. x idol!reader

⤷ manga; ch 140

★ not a spoiler free blog ★

— updated august 3rd 2021 —

[itsleese]

farewell! 💘

i have been running this blog for the better half of three years. over that time I’ve met a MULTITUDE of incredible people who I’ve laughed with, cried with, screamed with, and just fallen in love with. i am so happy to have spent the better part of the pandemic with those people (you know who you are), and am so grateful for the fun this fandom has allowed me to be part of!

unfortunately this blog has gotten away from me. there’s so much history here, so much love and creativity, but when I log on, all I feel is overwhelmed. I’ve tried to get over it, tried to jump back into fandom, but it just isn’t working for me.

for this reason, itsleese will be going on an indefinite hiatus while I figure out what I want to do with it. I’d still like to finish my ongoing pieces, I still love the drabbles I’ve posted, I still love talking with all of you, but I just need to step away for a while. maybe I’ll archive, maybe I’ll decide to delete, but I’ll let you all know when I know!

i have created a new, smaller blog, so if you happen across it, it’s not someone impersonating me (hopefully) LMAO

THANK YOU for supporting me all these years! and just know I love you all SO SO MUCH!! 😭💕

[dddrakens]

barou shouei | bluelock

day 3: cock worship | kinktober 2021

warnings: 18+! blowjob, light pet play (if ya squint), ownership, very light sub/dom dynamics, god mention

a/n: this reader is gender neutral! also, this took a very soft turn, it’s not what I had planned at all ♡︎

It’s easy to worship a man who acts like a god.

And, as a god, he thinks himself above all others, takes what he wants without question, and gives what he deems necessary.

Ah, therein lies the rub.

What he deems. Not what you want or what you like; what he thinks you deserve, what he thinks you need.

You kneel pretty on the carpet between his legs as he sits on his bed, like a king would a throne. A brand new Tiffany and Co. padlock lays against your skin, twinkles in the lamplight while he fiddles with it, looks it over, scrutinises it; considering he’d gifted it to you only moments ago, he doesn’t seem impressed in the slightest.

But he’s handsome like this: hair down, naked, almost glowing. Ethereal. You’ve never met a man who moisturises after a shower, but you always offer to do it for him regardless.

Thick fingers tap at your chin, a silent order to look up at him, which you follow without pause. Red eyes take in your face, an eyebrow raising in silent judgement.

“Thank you, Barou,” you glance down at the heart-shaped padlock, face warming, but he taps your chin again, demanding your attention. “I-It’s beautiful,” you stammer, a little flustered.

“It’s not there for decoration,” he says firmly, still stoic. “It’s a declaration. You’re mine.”

“‘M yours,” you nod, almost breathless at the sentiment. You wanna say always, because it sounds lovely in your head, but the thought of him telling you not to get too comfortable crosses your mind, and you bite your tongue.

He’s told (read: warned) you a few times of the lovers before you, about how they expected things from him, things he just wouldn’t give. Barou’s an egotistical bastard if you’ve ever met one, but you like him and his ways— maybe a little too much.

He watches you a little longer, those eyes of his giving nothing away. Sometimes it feels like he can read your mind, but it seems now he’s having a hard time of it.

“How are you going to thank me?” He asks, leaning closer, gripping your chin and tugging it so he’s speaking against your lips. “Your collar wasn’t cheap, pet.”

You whimper as your tummy flutters, your hands going to his knees as you push up, pressing your lips to his. When you pull away from the kiss, you eye off his cock: thick, heavy, hanging flaccid against his hefty sack. “I’ll suck it? Can… may I please suck it?”

You watch as it twitches at your words, and Barou grunts a pleased sound, spreads his great legs wider, giving you a better view to take him in.

“I like it when you use your manners,” he murmurs, hand going to the top of your head, petting your hair, gently fondling your ear as you lean closer, rub your tongue against it’s spongey head.

You can feel your arousal in your underwear, addicted to his hard-won praise, needing more. More throaty grunts, more offhanded comments, more of his hands on you.

Your hands run up his powerful thighs, fingertips pressing into his soft— impossibly soft— skin. He waxes, which isn’t strange for a world-class athlete, but you didn’t think it’d ever be something you’re into. Of course, Barou proves you wrong once again.

Just like you never thought being called a possession, or a pet, or a beggar, would do anything for you, Barou has proved you wrong.

His cock is more than a mouthful, even soft, but you do your best to swallow him whole. Blunt nails scratch at your scalp as he exhales above you, and you feel him come alive against your tongue, quickly outgrowing the cavern of your mouth.

You pop off him with a gasp, but take no pause, diving right back in; you hold him at his base, slide up and down his shaft, hollowing your cheeks, feeling his cock throb between your lips, along your tongue, taking him in until he’s hitting the back of your throat.

He likes it like that. Hard and fast. Likes it when your eyes are watery, and you’re drooling all over his balls, humming around his shaft—

“Cock-drunk,” he breathes, tugging you off by your hair, tilting your head until your glassy eyes are meeting his. There’s a flush in his face, his eyes a little softer than before. “Who’s my little whore?”

You have to clear your throat, “me. I am,” and you try and slink out of his grip, to get back to his cock, but he holds you there, eyes narrowing a little.

“Only mine.” he says darkly, cementing the statement.

“Y-yours,” you nod, feeling saliva dribble down your chin, down your throat.

“Good,” he grunts, loosening his hold, allowing you to get back to your task.

But you don’t. You lean up and press your lips to his. He’s shocked, sucks in a little breath when you pull away, pump his cock in your hand.

“And you’re mine? R-right, Barou?” You hate how desperate you sound, hate how there’s a lump in your throat, that you’re expecting him to push you away, to throw you out for being too needy, for overstepping—

He pulls your hair again, harder, brings you close. “I belong to no one,” he breathes, and your stomach falls, devastation washing over you like a cold shower— “but you have my heart.” His other hand cups your jaw as the grip on the one in your hair loosens, and he presses his lips to your forehead. Tenderly.

The bubble of emotion in your throat threatens to burst and spill— real tears along with it— as you sit up on your knees, his hands cupping you gently. He pulls away, eyes intense, searing into you, and you’re speechless.

He seems to understand, and let’s you go, hands moving to brace himself as he leans back a little, the hard lines of his abs, obliques, and pecks defining as he flexes, laying himself bare for you.

You take in the view, but don’t dwell, getting back to work, needing to prove how much you worship this man— this god, who has decided to entrusted you with his heart.

Barou’s girthy and long on a good day, but he seems to grow in your mouth; the heady scent of something entirely masculine mingling with the buttery honey of his moisturiser filling your senses, the bitter taste of pre hitting the back of your throat.

Saliva floods your mouth when he triggers your gag reflex, tears finally spilling when he thrusts up a little too sharply, a choked sound vibrating around his cock as you mewl, still full of him. It doesn’t deter you though, if anything it spurs you on.

You move faster with more lubrication, stopping only to lick and suck at his balls, his perineum, before sliding back over him, swallowing him best you can, savouring the breathy gasp that falls from his lips.

Because more than verbal praise or bought gifts, what you desire is him. His essence.

His thick cum.

You want it so much your own excitement hurts, one hand holding his shaft still, the other between his legs, pad of your thumb pushing against that spot of skin beneath his sack, feeling for that subtle twitch that signals—

His huge, strong hand hits against the back of your head and holds you close as he simultaneously thrusts up, pushing your nose against his neatly trimmed pubes, head of his cock nestling deep in your throat.

As he exhales— a dirty, gruff, indecent sound— two things happen: one, he cums thickly down your throat, fingernails scratching your scalp as you choke and writhe for air.

And two, you cum.

It’s all a little hazy after that. He fucks you raw, fucks you hard, then he bathes you; washes your hair, scrubs your skin, leaves you to soak with some tea in his giant brass tub.

But there is one thing that keeps you smiling, even in your hazy, lethargic state of mind.

Your god has given you his heart.

[dddrakens]

biting the bullet (again) this kinktober; let's get dddirty with some dddrabbles ☆

↳ fandoms include: bnha, tokrev, bllk & haikyuu!

↳ as per usual: minors dni, all drabbles are 18+, and these are being posted on my dark content blog for a reason! heed the warnings, lovelies <33

↳ also! if these don’t get done, they don’t ☺︎︎ im not gonna be making myself sick worrying about these! if you like one particular idea that… i neglect… lemme know later on ( ˘ ³˘)~♡︎

⤷ 1. kinktober playlist | let's get in the mood

⤷ 2. sano "mikey" manjirou — pegging (w/draken)

⤷ 3. barou shoei — cock worship

⤷ 4. ushijima wakatoshi — breeding

⤷ 5. hitto kakucho — gunplay

⤷ 6. bakugo katsuki — pt 1 knotting

⤷ 7. bakugo katsuki — pt 2 knotting

⤷ 8. hanma shuji — knifeplay

⤷ 9. todoroki shouto — mommy

⤷ 10. shiba taiju — incest

⤷ 11. shiba hakkai — lactation

⤷ 12. hanagaki takemichi — femdom

⤷ 13. WILDCARD

⤷ 14. sendo "akkun" atsushi — piss

⤷ 15. itoshi sae — cucking

⤷ 16. mitsuya takashi — cunni/incest

⤷ 17. sanzu haruchiyo — drugging/branding

⤷ 18. kisaki tetta— snuff

⤷ 19. miya atsumu — virgin/incest

⤷ 20. kokonoi hajime x inui seishou — pt1 dubcon

⤷ 21. kokonoi hajime x inui seishou — pt2 dubcon

⤷ 22. kuroo tetsurou — manipulation/powerplay

⤷ 23. WILDCARD

⤷ 24. itoshi rin — degradation

⤷ 25. mikage reo — sensory deprivation

⤷ 26. uraraka ochako — stuckage

⤷ 27. ryuguji "draken" ken — pt1 somno/incest

⤷ 28. ryuguji "draken" ken — pt2 somno/incest

⤷ 29. kirishima eijirou — orgasm denial

⤷ 30. grimmjow jaegerjaques — exhibitionism

⤷ 31. shidou ryusei — overstimulation

***all works/days/characters/scenarios subject to change!

[seraphofthesimps]

You ever look at Baji and just tear up because same

[bastardrin]

Happy (early?) Birthday !!! Hope you have a great month <3

aaaah thank you so much! you sent this right on my birthday btw hehe ♥️

[bastardrin]

happy early birthday! just wanted to drop a little appreciation token in your inbox, Warmth really gave me butterflies in my chest for Ren 🦋 man's a dreamboat and I am setting sail

oh my gosh thank you!! ren is so soft! i just ADORE him and im so glad you feel the same 💖✨

[kunigamiis]

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓

I reached a personal milestone not too long ago and I just really wanted to do a little something for it as a thank you :(( I’m still so new to this blog and to these fandoms but everyone has been amazingly kind and wonderful and it’s made me so happy to be a part of it.

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

— Send me a character and a prompt and I'll give you that good good / from fandoms in pinned post /

— 18+ blog so most will be smut or at least implied

— I write basically all dark content/kinks/triggers so please specify in your ask if you want dc or not, otherwise I'll just write what tickles my pickle. If you don't want to see the event drabbles they'll be tagged with #♡blog.milestone so you can block

— Will end probably tomorrow evening depending on how many I get but feel free to send in multiple!

‧̍̊˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙ list under the cut ˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙‧̍̊

if you don’t know who to request for ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ fav characters☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

— tokyo rev draken, baji, kazutora, mikey, chifuyu, mitsuya, naoto

— blue lock nagi, kunigami, shido, reo, sae, rin, aiku, chigiri, karasu, raichi, isagi, baro, bachira

— knb aomine, kagami, kise, takao, mitobe, kasamatsu

— jjk yuji, choso, megumi, gojo, sukuna, naoya, nanami, toji, inumaki

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

"Bite your lip one more time, I dare you"

"Eyes up here, this works both ways"

Nipple play

Knife play

"I could pull it to the side, no one would notice"

"I know you can be louder than that"

“It won’t hurt”

“I need you”

Bondage

Exhibitionism

“You’d better be quiet if you don’t want to get caught”

Anal

Voyeurism

Orgasm denial

"Do what you want, as long as it’s right here"

"Hope you were thinking of me"

"You’re not my type"

Mutual masturbation

D/s dynamics

Biting

"I’ve moved on and so should you"

Breath play

Praise

"You know what we’re doing is wrong"

Edging

Daddy

“God i love your hands”

"Don’t think of it as a ‘punishment’… it’s more of a lesson"

"How else would they know you belonged to me?"

"I’m trying to help! You had a problem, and I fixed it!"

Cockwarming

Spanking/impact play

Thigh Riding

"You’re so vulnerable right now"

"It’s like you were made for me"

Edging

"I’m doing this for us"

"I won’t be as nice next time you misbehave"

Breeding

Anonymous sex

[shinchiro]

reo mikage isn’t a milf lover he’s in the geriatrics department

[theygottheircages]

bogo dirty gamers, yeah?

[bastardrin]

work on the shidou smut or the itoshi longfic?

[bastardrin]

✩ bastardrin’s masterlist ✩

all works are 18+; minors please do not interact!

kunigami rensuke

⤷ warmth | lazy morning makeout session. domestic. fluff. mentions of sex.

mikage reo

⤷ reo’s embarrassing secret | light femdom. milf. frottage. premature ejaculation. smut.

itoshi rin

⤷ coming soon!!

shidou ryusei

⤷ coming soon!!

[bastardrin]

Do you write/accept thirsts for Ego? 👀👀

ahhh hi babi! and sure! there’s not really anyone in bllk who i find uninteresting, so now im curious about whatcha got ✨😌

[bastardrin]

what’s a secret reo keeps heavily under wraps that he finds embarrassing 👀

ahdjfjskdks pls raph. whyd you do this to me?

18+ NSFW under the cut! (premature ejaculation, milfs, light femdom, frottage)

He discovers his embarrassing secret when he’s 22; he’s at a ‘family’ dinner— something business related, actually— and he sees you across the table.

He decides to be a good kid for once; listens intently to conversation, answers questions he’s asked, behaves himself. Because he’s interested in you. Interested in the mature, elegant creature sat across from him at the dining table.

You’re in upper management, he finds out, and that nervous, younger woman at your side is your assistant. She’s cute; blonde and timid, with plump rosy lips, but… it’s you. You and your confidence, and your intelligence, and that goddamn rack.

He’s gotta have you, he’d kill just to run his nose up the column of your throat and smell you, touch those big, round—

“How’s Aki-chan?” Is asked to you by Reo’s mother.

And before he can think too hard on it, your eyes brighten a touch, smile goes tender, “she’s… she’s just perfect,”

“Motherhood is so special,” his own mother’s harsh exterior melts a little, and she pats him on the shoulder. “How old is she now?”

“She’s six months,” you say to her, briefly meeting Reo’s wide, wide eyes.

“Oh, so precious!” His mother squeezes his shoulder. “Breast or bottle? Reo had a tongue tie, so he just wouldn’t latch for the life of me.”

“Oh, breast,” your voices are a little more hushed now, and his mother still has that pesky hand on his shoulder.

But he doesn’t flinch away.

He doesn’t even send her a glare for invading his personal space in front of others.

Because his eyes go straight to your tits; those, big, juicy knockers that he’s sure are soft and milky, full and warm and— how would they feel fucking his cock? How would they feel against his tongue? In his mouth?

“Reo!” His father scolds him quietly— so quietly no one else is disrupted— and a shoe connects with Reo’s ankle under the table.

He sends a sharp glare to his father, who’s looking a little red-faced, but mostly annoyed. “What?” He shrugs his mother’s hand from his shoulder and reaches for his Old Fashioned.

“Don’t what me,” his father gruffs, glancing to you— poor, unaware you— and raising his brows. “Do not even think about it.”

So he thinks about it. He thinks about you all night.

About bending you over the dining table, laying you bare; about pulling your hair, leaving kiss-marks all over your smooth, smooth skin, digging his fingers into the globes of your ass. About getting you messy with cum and milk and spit and sweat.

He’s hard all night.

He manages to corner you on your way out, when you’re waiting on the porch for whatever-her-name-is to fetch the car. There’s a cigarette between your fingers, your shiny polish glinting under the downlights.

“Ah, the baby Mikage,” you sigh, smoke seeping from painted lips. Before he can puff his chest and put you in your place, your drop your cigarette and step on it, twisting your stiletto to snuff it out. “Bet you thought you were so smooth, huh? Staring at my tits all night?”

Fuck.

Not fuck because he’s been caught out, fuck because he’s hard again.

“I—“ he clears his throat, nervous. Tries again. “I mean, ‘t’s not like you’re trying to hide them,” he grins, trying to be sassy, charming, flirty—

But you’re not having it.

A hand flies out, delicate fingers gripping strongly at his jaw, pushing him until he’s up against the wall, hidden behind one of the pillars his family’s mansion’s so famous for having. Your knee goes between his legs, and your lips are at his ear.

He can hear his blood pumping, adrenaline and fear a thrill of nerves running up his back and down his cock, settling hotly in his sack.

Two fingers push past his lips, the nails a pang of pain as they dig into his tongue. “You think you can handle me, little boy?” Your voice is a threat of velvet, a promise that he can’t.

Your knee grinds against his cock and he whines, drooling around your fingers as his eyelids flutter shut, all focus on the places you’re touching, his hands gripping the painted concrete of the wall against his splayed palms.

“You think you can get me on my knees? On my back?” Fuck, your breath’s hot. It vibrates against the tiny bones in his ear, makes his breathing haggard, buckles his knees— shit— presses his dick into the meat of your thigh.

“Gah,” he gasps, spit dripping down your hand, across your bare shoulder.

But you just slip your fingers in further, towards the back of his throat, twist your hips and press your soft— so fucking soft— body against his, rub against him.

You smell good. He knew you would. Smell good, sound good, feel good; he can’t think straight. You’re breathing against the shell of his ear, rubbing those pillowy tits against his chest, grinding that upper thigh— so close to your pussy— right between his legs, fingernails tickling his goddamn tonsils—

“Oh baby, gonna cum?” It’s teasing.

And he does.

Cums in his pants like a teenager, a strangled groan warming your fingers, snigger leaving your lips. Still, you work him through it; keep your thigh against the pulsing in his slacks, press your lips to the spot just under his ear and suck.

Then you step away, and he watches through heavy lids as you flick the excess saliva from your fingers, wipe the remains on the bodice of your dress. He hears the car, then, wonders if it just got here, or if it’s been here a while.

“You’re welcome,” you say softly, tiny smile on your face, turning away to walk towards your car.

He laughs, he actually starts to chuckle. “I just came in my pants,” he mutters in disbelief.

“I’m free for lunch on Tuesday,” you call out, drawing his attention immediately. “Come up to my office. Advertising.” He watches as you give him a once-over, then you’re gone.

But he’ll see you for “lunch” on Tuesday.

[bastardrin]

what would the dude who looks like bakugou do if he met bakugou :O

kunigami would for sure call bakugo out for his shitty attitude. he’s definitely more of a nice guy, with a lot less baggage than bakugo. but they both wanna be heroes, so idk! it’d be nice to, uh… see them in action together ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[bastardrin]

WEESE BLUE LOCK IMENF DKDJGNEKFJ PLEASE OH GOD THANK YOU OH MY FUCK :scream: today so so good off to read now hehe 😎

RAPH MY LOVEEEEEE YES YES BLLK (look, im learning the slang!) ARE YOU READING IT!!? LETS SCREECH TOGETHERRR

[kunigamiis]

I really liked you oral hc cna you write something similar for kunigami, shidou, sae and aiku?

𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋

yess thank you baby!

contains kunigami rensuke, shidou ryudei, itoshi sae and aiku oliver

༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ KUNIGAMI ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ

- you guys have been getting off together for a while before you do much else - he loves watching you cum more than anything, but i think he's aware he's big and would rather make sure you're definitely comfortable with him before anything - when he notices you're getting real fidgety he'll ask if you want to suck him off and of course you say yes, wanting nothing more than to finally get a taste - definitely knows what to do and how, helps you get on your knees and keeps your hair back, using his free hand to spit in it and give himself a few pumps - when you watch him with those big doe eyes, letting his big, heavy cock rest on your tongue that's probably his favorite sight - he's big, like big big, so you really have to stretch your jaw to get him into your mouth, mainly focussing on sucking on the head and using your hands for the rest - and he looks so pretty with his chest heaving and face flushed, watching you struggle to take him into your cock, grunting your name every time he struggles to hold his hips back from bucking into your mouth - you suckling on his fat cock as he pulls your hair tighter and keeps you close to him his favorite things to do after, could let you play with his cock for hours - and he'll probably lose it any time you crawl over him to ask if you can suck him off, balls already tightening at just the idea of getting to cum in your pretty mouth - he's obsessed with how lewd you look staring up at him and humming around his cock or sucking his heavy balls

"shit, baby, fuck- your mouth feels so fucking good," he groans, letting you dig your nails into his thick thigh as tears run down your face. "you like that, ha? like this fat cock on your tongue?"

༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ SHIDOU ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ

- are you sure you want to suck him off he'll abuse your poor throat no mercy... but yeah, this fucker has been waiting for you to dare ask - knows exactly what he wants, he probably has you in his lap, riding his fingers when you ask so sweetly to help him out - and as soon as you do he's rolling you over to let your head hang over the side of the bed, shoving his boxers off and kicking them across the room - there's really no going slow, he'll just give you his cock and keep feeding you more and more until he bottoms out - you gagging around him and the bulge in your throat is all that has his attention even with your hands clinging painfully hard to him - fucks your face with deep, precise thrusts that really have very little mercy, maybe even wraps his hand around your throat to give more pressure and watch you beg - eventually he does let you up for some rest though, instead letting you suckle his balls as he returns to your pussy and gets you right to the edge - no matter how many times you beg him 'ryudei, ryu, please', you're not coming until he cums first - he's not a total monster of course, you get to choose where he cums for you <3 - but you're most likely to be hoarse after shidou is done using your mouth or your tongue, rubbing himself on your pretty, pink tongue until your jaw aches

"just a little more, a little more, pet- that's it, so good for me~. look at you taking it so, so well, hm? such a pretty little cockslut."

༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ SAE ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ

- the only reason you didn't immediately suck him off as soon as you went home with him that first night is because he insisted, and every time after that - he generally takes his time with you, driving you crazy and making you slick up your underwear before doing anything else - he makes it a game to see how desperate and vulnerable he can make you - definitely fantasizes a lot about how you'll look taking his cock, that's probably the main thing he thinks about when fucking his hand or getting pictures or videos - so when he finally has you kissing down his stomach and shuffling his boxers down, revealing more and more of his hard cock, he can't help but stare with a flush and open mouth when his cock almost hits you in the face - lets you do most of the work, he'll hold your hair out of the way if you want but he's much more focused on your tongue licking up and down his shaft, around the rim of the head - kinda loses control when you let your tongue brush the slit of the flushed, sensitive head and grips your face deathly tight, almost begging to just put it in already - so when you let him in and he feels your throat so soft and tight around him he can't help but fuck up into your face, pulling you down onto his cock again n again - he sounds so good though, voice a bit raspy and mumbling out random thoughts and calls of your name, praising you so well - he probably does cum before he can warn you too, because of the feeling of all your spit running down his cock and balls just feeling so good and sensitive

"ah, ah, angel- pl-take it all inside, stop teasing." he looks down between his legs to watch you sink down another inch, voice dropping. "you look so fucking filthy, holy shit. do that again."

༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ AIKU ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ

- it's hard for me to believe you're not already sucking this man's cock all day every day when you get the chance but maybe you've been taking it slow - would be totally down with you drooling over the idea a little longer before giving it to you, is probably so pretty and heavy and definitely has a happy trail - if you just so manage to find yourself between his legs one night, nosing his lap on the bed and begging for some attention, he'd suggest you suck his cock - loves having your hands on his cock almost as much as your mouth, there's just something so attractive about having your much smaller hands under his as you jack him off together - licking the head lazily, getting all that precum on your tongue and getting him nice and wet, he whispers soft but nasty things to get you wet too - will give you a pillow or his hand or even encourage you to grind on your heel for friction as you suck at the head of his cock, popping it in and out of your mouth - the best at getting you so desperate to take all of him even if it's hard, letting you swallow around him a few times before thrusting deeper and deeper - his voice and smell and the way he grips your face, insisting he do the work as he slides in and out of your mouth and rolls his hips against your face is heavenly - would pinch your nose or make you gag on purpose though, and if you're 69ing he'll push your face down between his legs more until you're nosing his balls - will probably hit your cheeks or tongue with his cock if you're getting too bratty, and uses your mouth as stress relief once you're used to it

"that's it, doll, take daddy's cock nice- and- deep. doesn't that feel good? let me see that pretty pussy of yours." he chuckles when you whine and shake around his cock, clenching your lids shut from his harsh eyes. "you're ruining our bedsheets, baby love."