Warnings: innocent!reader, very nsfw (cockwarming, toys, orgasm control)
Poorly translated German, correct me if needed!
Note at the end (worth checking).
✧°. Perv!Boyfriend!König would wake up with a morning boner quite often, especially when he sleeps next to his beautiful and cute girlfriend. But instead of waking you up and asking to help him out (because he knew how much you loved to sleep), König would gently move you to your stomach and bend one of your legs in the knee.
✧°. A sudden stretch of his fat cock bullying its way into your pussy, woke you up nonetheless. And when you whimpered underneath your boyfriend, he was already holding you down and peppering your cheek with kisses.
✧°. “Such a good girl for me, helping me out, ja?” or “Please, please, please, schatzi, it hurts so much.”
✧°. He would bottom out and make you cockwarm him for a couple of hours of peaceful sleep.
✧°. Perv!Boyfriend!König would buy you different clitoral vibrators and dildos (all smaller than him of course, so you couldn’t be fully satisfied without his cock) just to devour the sight of his pretty, innocent girlfriend fucking herself dumb with those toys.
✧°. He would make you bounce on that stupid dildo until you were a weeping and soaked mess, asking for release, your arousal dripping down your plush thighs. How could he decline your wishes heh?
✧°. If you were a good girl, of course. If you had been bad… Perv!Boyfriend!König would be merciless in his deviations – making punishments last for hours or not allowing you to cum until he says so. Sometimes it could be weeks.
✧°. Perv!Boyfriend!König would not watch porn, because why would he, when he has you? His little girlfriend being naive and oblivious, allowing him to record her as she gives König a blowjob.
✧°. He’s not a super crazy fan of lingerie though. Like every other man, Perv!Boyfriend!König would like to see you dressed up for him, casual shorts or slutty skirt – as long as it’s revealing it’s good!
✧°. Perv!Boyfriend!König silently fantasies about turning you into a cockdrunk bimbo!
A/N: Yall and I are feral for Perv!König!!!
I might open my requests for a while soon... Just a heads up...
Depressed Geto who invites his gf over just so he can drown his sadness away eating her pussy for hours. He cuddles you naked all day, not wanting to ever leave the intoxicting warmth your body provides him with. He dresses you in his much larger hoodies only so that he can comfortably grab a handful of your ass whenever he feels down.
He randomly pulls your thong to the side and slides a thick finger into your soft mound, adding another one just as he shushes your whines with a big hand covering your mouth, telling you that he's still going to push a couple other fingers in till he feels satisfied enough.
He's so needy all the time, grabs your hand and pulls you into the shower cause he says it feel so damn lonely to be there on his own. He holds you from behind the whole time as the hot water sprays down your joined bodies. The steamy fog envelops your lungs with his palms fondling your breasts and caressing the fat of your stomach. His deep voice resonates through your chest, begging you not to leave and never to let him go, telling you how much his body craves yours and how empty he feels when he's not inside you.
He fucks you for long night hours in front of his bedroom mirror, telling you how much he loves this sight and how well it makes him forget his crippling pain. He wants this sight to last forever, tells you to moan harder and and not give a fck about anybody. Cry out his name for the whole world to hear cause his heart cheers up whenever your screams get louder, and your orgasms get messier.
He takes your hand in his and gently places it on his groing bulge, puppy-like eyes almost begging you to stroke him till he cums loads all over you. You can't help but free his blushy tip from underneath his sweatpants, gently taking his half-hard length and stroking it up and down, then sliding his sweatshirt over his head so you can suckle on his heaving chest, nice and slow.
His pelvis fucks into your small fist as 'aggh babe..fuck' and 'good fucking girl' leave his mouth, big hand ruffeled into your hair, giding your head however it satisfies his hunger.
Depressed Geto who couldn't have gotten through all that pain he had to endure if you weren't there to feed his body and give a new birth to his soul.
theres something about casual dominance thats just so!!
the way when toji laughs, sitting with his friends, he tips his head just right to catch your eyes to beckon you closer, looping his arms around your waist when you’re hovering in front of him to pull you to his lap. he doesn’t stop talking to his friends and they don’t acknowledge you so you sit there, caged by toji’s arms and warm in his embrace, his front a solid wall for you to rest your back on. he hums at whatever his friend says, pitching forward to press a kiss on your shoulders and you play with his rolled up sleeves, not wanting to tune it to whatever they’re talking about.
(they know you, you know? his friends. “toji’s pretty girl,” they’d tell each other when they mention you in passing, conversations stilted. there was an unspoken rule, after all — the one that makes them tight-lipped whenever someone new comes asking around who was the girl sticking close to toji. then, they correct the assumptions. “it’s fushiguro who’s sticking close,” they say, words short and curt. and only a select few would understand the difference.)
the way when toji and you are cuddling on the couch, you feel him playing with your hair during the quiet moments of the movie, making you putty and boneless in his touch, before pulling it. he remains wordless when you gasp, your head tipped to expose your throat. when you whine, feeling the strain get to you, that is when he releases his hold. his chest rumbles as he hums reassurances, quiet shushing directed to you as he pulls you closer to him. he does it a few more times, leaving you breathless in anticipation.
the way when you’re on toji’s lap, pressing soft and gentle kisses across his face, making him laugh and his eyes crinkling in endearment, he responds by just reaching forward to hold your neck. he doesn’t tighten it enough to choke you but it is a heavy weight. you swallow and toji’s eyes glaze over when he feels your throat bobbing directly on his palm. he tugs at you gently, not enough to manhandle you or budge you with just his strength, but you follow his direction until his lips are ghosting over yours. it’s you who swallows the remaining distance to kiss him again.
//id: it’s two drawings, one of April and Donnie, and one of Donnie and Shelldon from Rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles. Donnie has been humanized and is depicted with dark brown skin and black hair. He wears glasses that have flip up blue and red lenses. In the drawing of him and April, he is wearing a white shirt inside out and backward, a purple bandana, grey sweatpants, and purple socks. April is wearing a yellow and white striped long sleeve shirt, green arm and leg warmers, black leggings and skirt, and white shoes. Her hair is pinned back with three yellow clips. In the second drawing, Donnie is wearing a purple durag, a large purple hoodie, grey sweats, and black sneakers. He is holding a grocery bag in one hand and Shelldon—who is depicted as a mischievous black cat—in the other. He is standing on a street corner. /end id.
// id: it’s a drawing of Sunita and April from Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Sunita is wearing her usual pink-purple blouse, dress, and headband. April is wearing her yellow dress though she is without her jacket. Her hair is also down and her bangs are held out of her face by a yellow headband. Sunita is straddled over her with an eyeshadow palette in one hand and a brush in the other, the end pressed against April’s eyelid. /end id.
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