This is my 18+ blog and I mostly post about QSMP (Cubitos not CCs but I will occasionally talk abt CC crushing) I'm open to any ship but I prefer to write stuff with at least 1 afab person as a pussy enjoyer. Please send me asks though, they're usually why I write tbh.
If you know my main, just don’t say anything.
#Sexblr Mafia AU
What I will/won't write is under the cut! Hope you have a good day <3
HARD NOS:
Anything with minors or eggs, emetophilia, scat, feet, feederism/eating disorders, vore, self h/arm, intense torture/gore, sexual ageplay, vore, and needles (except piercings)
DON'T MIND BUT PROBABLY WON'T WRITE:
Omorashi, Omegaverse, knifeplay, cannibalism, sounding, age regression/nonsexual ageplay, lactation
FINE WITH IT:
cbt & the fem version of it, petplay, force fem/masc, trans/homophobic humiliation (ONLY IN WRITING)
Goddess Mine as Aphrodite from Hades! Haven’t posted anything for a minute, but I can’t really put this on the main bc Aphrodite’s design isn’t exactly clothed lol
[ ask game post here -> 21) free use, 16) sensory deprivation, 15) overstimulation ]
Pac should've expected this, to be honest.
He knows he gets in his head too much, he knows he's a nervous wreck when he feels like he's not being productive, he knows he will continue to run himself to the ground. He can't help it, though.
Thsnkfully, Fit has learned that the best way to force his boyfriend to relax was to overwhelm him until he didn't have the energy or the mental capacity to do anything.
Which explains why Pac is face down in a breeding bench, wrists and ankles restrained, and completely naked. He had a blindfold covering his eyes, a ball-gag in his mouth and a pair of plugs in his ears, depriving him of his senses.
And less but not least, there's a fun little vibrator stuffed in his cunt, vibrating at a speed just enough to make him feel good, but not enough to get him off.
Pac’s not sure where he is. It's a bit chilly, and there's a breeze coming from somewhere, but he's not sure where. He tries to move his arms or legs, but all he can do is shift a bit and whine. The only other sounds he can hear are the wind and the constant buzzing of the vibrator inside him.
It feels like it's been hours, and he's desperate. His cunt and thighs are drenched in arousal and he can feel spit dripping down the gag. The vibrations have only increased since he's been there, and he wants nothing more than to cum.
Pac whines and shifts again, trying to get his knees to bend enough for him to rut against the bench, but they won't budge.
Finally, he feels a hand on his thigh. Pac lets out a loud moan around the gag, wiggling as much as the restraints will let him. The hand slowly slides up his thigh, moving in slow circles and teasing. Pac whimpers, pressing his forehead into the padding and arching his back. The hand finally reaches his cunt, two fingers circling his clit, making him jerk.
Pac moans loudly and pushes his hips back, trying to fuck himself on the fingers, but the other hand stops him. The fingers tease him for what seems like an eternity before they disappear, making him whine in disappointment.
But he quickly gets excited again when he feels the plug get tugged out of his ear. He can hear the soft sounds of the vibrator and his own heavy breathing. Pac whimpers, hoping its over, that Fit would finally touch him.
Instead, Pac hears a voice. "Do you want to cum?"
It's not Fit's voice, but he's too delirious to figure out who it it.
"Mhm!" He whines, trying his best to nod. The person just chuckles before putting the earplug back, and Pac's back in silence.
The vibrator is finally removed, and Pac whines, tears welling up in frustration. But he gets no more time to think about it, because suddenly there's something long inside him, fucking him at a brutal pace.
Pac arches his back and moans loudly, drool leaking out around the gag and onto the bench. He tries to fuck himself back, but the person stops him, pulling his hips back down.
Pac sobs in desperation, feeling the familiar coil in his stomach. But, just before he can cum, the person pulls out, leaving him empty and aching.
Pac's entire body is shaking, and he can feel a bit of slick dripping down his thigh. He takes a moment to breathe, trying his best to relax, but he's on the edge and desperate.
And then the thrusts come back, even more brutal and hard, making Pac scream. The person is holding his hips tight enough that it will bruise, and he's fucking him so hard that he can feel the bench rocking.
Pac can feel the coil in his stomach getting tighter and tighter, and then he cums. His whole body goes taught and he screams around the gag. His entire body feels like jelly, and he can barely focus on anything besides the person still fucking him.
And, just when he thinks he's done, he feels the thrusts start again and a thumb rubbing his clit.
Pac whines, shaking his head and trying to get away, but the person stops him and the thrusting doesn't stop.
Pac can feel his orgasm approaching for a second time, and the thrusts get harder, rubbing his g-spot with each movement.
And just like before, the thrusts stop, and the hand disappears, and the vibrator is shoved back inside.
Pac's body goes taught and he lets out a low moan, feeling his second orgasm ripple through his body. He's left a drooling, moaning mess, the bench the only thing keeping him upright.
Time passes by, and Pac's not sure how many people have fucked him. His womb feels bloated by the amount of cum inside him, the vibrator forcing the cum to stay in him. His asshole is loose and dripping as well, a few people deciding his cunt wasn't enough.
At some point, someone removed his gag to fuck his mouth, and he had no problem sucking them off, moaning at the taste of cum and drool. He's taken so much– cocks, fingers, straps, two cocks... He's completely broken and pliant.
Finally, after what seems like years, he feels a pair of familiar hands on his thighs. Pac squirms, shaking his head, knowing theres nothing more his body can take.
The hands spread his ass apart, revealing his puffy and ruined cunt. One hand rubs his clit gently, and Pac's entire body tenses up.
Pac screams when the other hand thrusts three fingers into his hole, fucking him as hard as possible. Pac cums with a sob, his entire body trembling, and then there's something thick and hot spilling into him, the vibrator stopping and being removed.
Pac sighs in relief, going limp in the restraints. Finally, Fit pulls the plug from his ears, and he can hear again.
"Good boy, you did so well." He praises.
Pac just hums in response, relaxing when the blindfold is taken off, and his eyes get used to the light. His body tenses when something big and thick pokes his entrance, and Pac looks back.
"Surely you can handle one more, right?" Fit growls, pushing in and smiling when he feels the cum inside Pac dripping down his dick.
Anon I want you to know I googled how a double dildo worked and I went down a rabbit hole for almost two hours. I blame you 🫵 anyways, heres your t4t fitpac scissoring and then using a double-ended dildo
Fit whines, fingers clenching the white sheet under him as Pac rubs their cunts together. He's never done anything like this, never even considered it, but Pac wants him and Pac always gets what he wants.
And Pac wants to feel good.
"You're so cute." Pac praises him, rolling their hips in a circle, grinding them both down into the bed. Fit whimpers, thighs trembling where they're stretched around Pac's waist.
"Please." Fit whispers, voice soft and breathy. He's embarrassed by how wet he is, the slick from his pussy making a mess of the sheets, the inside of his thighs. It feels amazing, better than when he touches himself.
Pac laughs above him, a gentle little thing that makes Fit's stomach turn. "Please, what? Tell me what you want, Fitch."
Fit shivers at the name, eyes squeezing shut tight. His hips stutter up, the next roll of Pac's hips causing his clit to press against the other's. They both moan, a sweet sound that goes straight to Fit's cunt.
"I-I don't know." Fit gasps, his hands gripping Pac's shoulders tight. He wants Pac to keep going, wants the other man to make him feel good. "Touch me?"
Pac chuckles again, but he obliges. The hand not supporting his weight moves from the mattress to Fit's chest, the calloused fingers teasing at the small bud of his nipple. Fit gasps, arching up into the touch.
The younger pinches him, rolling his nipple between two fingers and watching as Fit arches. He's beautiful, a pretty pink flush covering his body, sweat beading on his skin.
"Pac." Fit whispers, a whine caught in his throat. Pac is looking at him with dark eyes, a predatory gaze that makes Fit feel like he's being consumed. "Please."
"It's okay, baby." Pac murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss against the underside of Fit's jaw. He continues to play with the older man's nipple, the other moving to do the same to the opposite side.
Fit cries out, body jerking. It feels so good, having his nipples played with while his pussy grinds against Pac's. He can feel something building, the sensation foreign and exciting.
"Pac, Pac I-" Fit pants, the pleasure rising, his orgasm building.
And then the Brazilian stops their movements. Fit looks at him with wide, glassy eyes.
"Why did you stop?" Fit whines, tears welling up. He was so close, the pressure inside him aching for release. "I was- I was gonna-"
"I know." Pac grins, his tongue running over his bottom lip. "But you don't get to come, not yet. I wanna try something– if you're okay with it."
Fit nods, anything to keep feeling the way he did. "What are you gonna do?"
"I wanna use a toy." Pac says, leaning away from the other. "On both of us."
Fit nods, shifting uncomfortably as Pac climbs off of him and moves to the bedside table. He pulls open the drawer, searching for a moment before pulling out a dark blue double-ended dildo.
"It'll feel really good, I promise." Pac says, setting the toy on the mattress. He leans over and kisses Fit, the other responding immediately. "Just relax and let me take care of you, okay?"
"Okay." Fit agrees. He watches Pac move down his body, pressing kisses down his chest and stomach. Pac settles between his legs, his mouth hovering over the mound of Fit's cunt.
Pac spreads him open, his lips kissing against Fit's pussy. He's soft, a thin layer of hair on the top of his slit. Pac licks a stripe up his cunt, tasting the wetness there. Fit whimpers, his thighs twitching on either side of Pac's head.
He teases his tongue against Fit's hole, the tip pushing inside the other. Fit whines, his fingers twisting in the sheets as Pac eats him out. His bands are on his inner thighs, holding him open and spread. Pac's thumb brushes over Fit's clit, rubbing in little circles, pressing down hard and making the older man's hips buck.
The younger moans against him, the vibrations making Fit squirm. Once he deems he is wet enough, Pac pulls back. He gives a last lick to Fit's clit before moving back up his body, pressing a wet kiss to his mouth.
"You taste so good, Fitch." Pac purrs, his lips trailing down Fit's jaw, the older man's head tilting to allow him better access. Pac nips at his neck, before pressing a wet kiss. "I'm gonna make you feel so good."
Fit whimpers, his hands coming up to grasp Pac's arms. "Please."
Pac smirks, reaching down between them. He holds one end of the dildo, sliding it through his own folds. He moans, eyes fluttering closed as the silicone slips inside him, the bulbous tip nudging against his g-spot.
He pulls it back out, spreading his slick around his pussy. Once it's nice and wet, Pac turns his attention back to Fit. He nudges the other's cunt with the head, grinning when the man beneath him shudders.
"You ready, baby?" Pac asks, lining the toy up with their entrances. "I'm gonna put it in now."
Fit nods, taking a deep breath. The head presses against his pussy, slipping inside with ease. He moans, the sound low and drawn out as the dildo pushes deeper, filling him up.
"There we go." Pac murmurs, his free hand running smooth circles on Fit's stomach. He's halfway in, the length of the toy thick and stretching him open.
Fit's head falls back, his hips twitching. The toy rubs against his walls, the sensation strange and pleasurable. It doesn't take long for the whole thing to be inside him, his cunt clenching around the silicone.
"So good." Pac breathes, his own cunt wet and empty. "Fuck, Fitch, you're doing so good."
"Feels so full." Fit mumbles, his thighs spreading wider, opening his legs as far as he can.
"It'll feel even better soon." Pac promises, slowly pulling the dildo back out. He shifts his body just like earlier, before inserting the other end of the dildo inside his own cunt.
Fit gasps, the feeling of the toy shifting inside him new and different. It presses against places he's never felt before, his whole cunt aching with need.
"Pac, please." Fit pleads, his hands grabbing at Pac's forearms.
"I know, I know." Pac reassures, shifting their bodies so they are both on their sides, facing each other. It allows for a much better position, his body angled so that the toy is thrusting right against his g-spot.
They rock together, both panting and moaning. Fit's hand comes up, his nails digging into Pac's arm, the other man hissing at the sting.
"Pac, oh my god, fuck." Fit swears, his eyes squeezed shut tight. "Feels so good, it feels so fucking good."
"You're taking it so well." Pac breathes, their bodies rocking together, the toy hitting them both in just the right spots. "Such a good boy for me, so perfect."
"Pac." Fit whines, the praise going straight to his cunt. "Please, please."
The Brazilian groans. "What? What do you want?" He says, rocking his body a bit harsher. "Tell me what you need, Fitch."
"I want to come." Fit moans, his back arching. "I need to come, please, Pac, I need it."
Pac reaches down, his thumb finding the older man's clit. He rubs against it, the bundle of nerves swollen and sensitive.
Fit keens, his body twitching, the toy buried deep inside him. He's so close, the pressure inside him ready to burst.
"Go ahead, baby." Pac whispers, his fingers pinching the man's clit, rolling it between two fingers. "Come for me, Fitch."
Fit comes with a cry, his body tensing up. The orgasm rushes through him, a wave of pleasure that has him seeing white. His body shakes, his cunt clenching down around the dildo, a rush of fluid soaking his thighs and the bed below him.
"So pretty." Pac coos, his thumb still working against the man's clit, his hips rolling to get the toy to brush against his g-spot.
"Pac, wait, stop." Fit gasps, his body trembling. He's oversensitive, the sensations almost too much.
"It's okay." Pac soothes, his finger pulling back. "I just need a little more, Fitch, just a little more."
Fit whimpers, his leg thrown over Pac's hip, pulling him in closer. The movement causes the dildo to push deeper, and Pac cries out.
"Yes, Fitch, meu Deus." Pac chokes, his body twitching, another rush of wetness coating his pussy. "Fuck, that's good."
The older man watches Pac come, his own cunt throbbing. He feels so used, his body aching. Pac pulls them out slowly from the toy, before tossing it onto the bed.
Pac smiles at him, all soft and gentle. "How was that?" He asks, running his hands on Fit’s arms and peppering kisses all over his face. "I know you said you wanted to try out something else apart from scissoring today, so I thought of the dildo. Was that okay? Or too much?"
"It was good." Fit replies, his voice weak and tired. He's still shaking, his whole body covered in a layer of sweat. The introduction of double-ended dildos was already giving Fit some... ideas. "Very good."
"I'm glad." Pac says, before pulling him in for another kiss. Fit moans into his mouth, his body going lax as the exhaustion sets in.
oh my god pac not being able to get the slime out so he puts his pants back on with the slime still moving inside of him....... pac trying to get back to the lab and biting back a moan everytime someone stops to talk to him....... maybe it starts fucking him again in the middle of his conversation and he collapses into the arms of the person he's talking with. maybe they offer to '"help' him with his problem and press their fingers deep into his cunt to '"get the slime out' while he whines and begs, saying hes too full
YOUUU. YOU KEEP TALKING. OH MY GOD. YEAH. YES. who would he be talking to…. fit maybe…… cellbit perhaps…… bad….. maybe multiple people…. all of them offer to help him get the slime out, multiple hands tugging his pants down and spreading his cunt to get a look…. all of them dipping their fingers inside him to try getting the slime out… him collapsing against the nearest person, whimpering that he’s too full, as they all explore his poor stuffed cunt… yeag
Thinking about them holding him down to investigate his cunt, he's squirming and struggling far too much for them to get a good look! How are they supposed to help him if he's being so difficult? They're pinning him ass up face down right in the middle of everything where anyone can walk by and laugh at the idiot who got a slime stuck in his pussy.
Hello. Not spicy but I'm sharing it here because it's something written based on the mafia au we have in the book club. And it's too long to post there.
For those who aren't there and don't know, here's a thing based on the Fit and Spreen wedding in our au, and Pac officially meeting him.
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The ceremony was finally coming to a close. Vows were said by Spreen to the bride, who didn't say a word and actually hardly made a noise reacting to what was being said, but of course Spreen continued as per normal.
Pac was still having trouble focusing, but came a bit more back to earth when it was the bride's turn to exchange vows, and he heard their voice, which was like his favorite song and he didn't want it out of his head.
Then it was time to lift the bride's veil and pin it back.
Pac did a very good job all things considered of not reacting physically when the veil was lifted and their face saw the air for the first time, but not good enough for the sake of the link he and Mike shared.
Mike squeezed Pac's hand "easy, Peqi, don't forget to breathe" the link whispered.
And then Spreen kissed the bride, it was soft and lasted probably longer than was necessary and didn't look satisfying for the bride, but of course Pac kept his mouth shut, and put his hands together to clap alongside everyone else there.
When it was time for everyone to gather inside and watch the bride and groom enter the room as two having officially becoming on; then shortly after the cake cutting, where Pac tried to ignore the way the bride held back a nose twitch is distaste at the reveal; followed by the announcement of bride and groom to have their first dance as a pair, then the invitation of anyone who wanted to take their turns with a dance with either of the newlywed so long as no one tried anything.
And Pac, one again, did a good job holding back a physical reaction.
"Don't get your hopes up, moço" The link vibrated and he tried to ignore it.
Seconds before the next song was to start, Pac walked up and stood in front of the bride, their face uncovered and on display and expression blank.
"Congratulations."
The bride nodded once in thanks.
"My name is Pac."
"Fit."
"I'm sorry, the pamphlet said-"
"It's Fit. But you can't say anything. Please."
"Alright."
"You look very nice."
"As do you."
And then the music for the song next in the queue started.
Someone both were familiar with but neither really listened to.
Singing a song called You Belong With Me and Pac's heart came very close to stopping in that second.
Pac very carefully put his hands on Fit's shoulders and Fit very gently held Pac's waist.
It was a bit awkward but neither wanted to try or risk anything happening to either party and out of respect.
They both started swaying and the longer the song went on, the more Pac started to mouth along to the lyrics, Fits face still holding no real expression but his eyes sparkled ever slightly in interest at Pac's antics.
"If you could see that I'm the one
Who understands you.
Been here all along
So, why can't you see?
You belong with me."
Pac didn't sing out loud, but he exaggerated the movements of his mouth as he lip synched and bobbed his head to the rhythm, and over the volume of the song playing and people chatting around them, Pac could almost make out a very small chuckle from the person in front of him, and maybe he was imagining things, but he swore he felt the hands around his waist tighten ever slightly.
Before a hand taped his shoulder.
Pac looked behind him, and it was Spreen, who had his head cocked slightly and his face wore an expression that was mostly unreadable, but he could tell it wasn't one of joy.
"Your turn is over."
Pac ignored the fact that the song was not finished, nor that he was the only one who had been interrupted from dancing.
He nodded once at Spreen in congratulations, who returned it as he held the waist of his bride once more.
Once at the bride in thanks, who returned it and smiled softly, and put their arms around Spreen's neck.
And walked back to Mike, fully realizing what he had just done, and the link shared a vibration in a feeling similar to a blush from Pac's end and a fist bump from Mike's.
They are exploring under the bed! This is normal stuffed animal behavior, as they are trained to protect you from monsters and shadow creatures, so it's natural that they want to keep an eye out. Don't be sad, thank your friend for doing such a good job.
I was rereading your panty sniffing fics and,,,, oh my goddd im barking chewing the walls i need more im insane
Fun little extra/request: Pac wearing the panties while Fit slips his cock between his folds, so everytime he thrusts his cock slides between his folds and stains the panties with his and Pacs precum. (I have no idea if this makes sense im so sorry if not)
-@qpacs-tits
ngh yeah. This is. My biggest Sex Thing. Thanks for requesting, I wanted to write this so badly. Let's kiss (/p)
Pac looks pretty laid out under him.
It's a fact that Fit is pretty used to, by now, but every time he finds himself in this position he's remined of just how true it is.
Fit's dick is also reminded, very viscerally, how fucking hot Pac is.
Pac coos softly, grinding his hips up and watching the way Fit shudders with the movement. He's not even inside of Pac, just resting between his folds dragging hot and wet through his slickness. Trapped down by the thoroughly ruined pair of panties Pac's got on, staining the ruined fabric even more with the pre that's leaking from his cock like a faucet. Fit does a slow drag and watches the way Pac throws his head back when Fit's cock drags against his little t-dick.
Fit thinks he could literally do this for the rest of his life and be happy.
Pac's still got his hoodie on, but it's riding up enough for Fit's eyes to be able to trace the delicious dips of taunt muscle on Pac's stomach. Defined abs and a very enticing v-line leading Fit's eyes down to between Pac's legs.
Fit nearly doubles over when he starts to truly grind against Pac's cunt, head catching on his entrance occasionally and making Pac keen with need. Fit groans and pins both of Pac's legs wider apart, rutting against him like an animal. The drag of the wet silk against his dick is only adding to the pleasure, Pac is wet and hot and needy under him. He's making the most beautiful sounds, like straight out of a porno, and Fit feels himself getting close embarrassingly quick.
It's something about the depravity of it all, rutting between Pac's legs like an animal. Getting off and not even being inside of him. Pac is clearly getting off on it just as much, but Fit feels like his brain is surrounded by fog.
"Cum for me, Fitchi," Pac is nearly begging, twitching and clenching around nothing. Fit groans and nods, fucking harder and faster. It doesn't take him long before he's finishing, watching the way his cum pools under the panties and soaks into the fabric. He groans and pulls Pac's panties aside, using his cum to jerk off Pac's cute little dick and bring him to the finish line as well.
Fit can't help himself, he smacks around for his communicator and snaps a picture. Pac's cunt, covered but barely anything hidden. The fabric sticking to every dip and fold, obviously darked from his and Fit's fluids. Fit shudders and leans down, pressing a kiss to where Pac's dick is twitching with oversensitivity.
something slmething after purg 2 fitpac refuse to leabe each others side to the point where pac goes to shower and fit just sits leaning against the wall with his eyes closed as he hears the shower door open the tap turn on and pac's clothes drop to the floor. he's not really tired enough to sleep but having his eyes closed and Not seeing visions of pac dying horribly is nice so he lets himself enjoy the moment until he hears pac let out a Loud moan and suddenly his eyes are flying open because surely pac isn't- isn't Touching Himself right now, not like this, but fit's popped a boner the size of texas and slowly turns to see what pac is Doing in there. as it turns out he's not doing anything, just standing under the spray hugging himself as the grime starts to wash away and he cracks an eye open and catches fit looking, who quickly averts his gaze, draws his knees up to his chest, and prays pac didn't see how hard he is. pac grins and says something about how good the hot water feels and fit stutters an agreement as he stares at the ceiling
Favorite color: dark/forest green :D blue and red are tied for second [rgb what can I say]
Currently watching: my bedroom ceiling [before that was a Cellbit stream]
Spicy/sweet/savory: I love spicy things but I have a massive sweet tooth/an eternal craving for sweet things (ironically though I don’t really like when the two flavors are mixed-)
Relationship status: very taken, we’re not officially engaged but we’ve talked about marriage and are basically engaged :D
i'm usually a more cis!fit and trans!pac kinda guy, but here's one for the trans!fit truthers. (although could also work for cis!fit).
back on the medkink ideas, hole inspections. just laying back on pac's examination table, fit is softly shaking to himself as pac is gently rubbing through and pulling back his folds to examine his holes. it's just to make sure everything is healthy! fit gets teased for being wet during the check-up, softly denying when asked if he's turned on by everything. pac eventually dips his finger into the dripping hole and gently maps out his insides, looking for that specific spongey spot and smiling to himself when the jerk of fit's hips indicate that he's found it. of course, everything is just to make sure he's got a healthy pussy. pac tests the clit to make sure it's still sensitive, his g-spot to make sure it's still tender, and his cum to make sure it's a healthy color and that fit is still able to do so. i think it's very cute.
- goggles anon
hi. i wanted to hoard this in my inbox for the rest of time but it’s only fair i share this to the world </3
FUCK medkink is so hot and goddamn do you write it SO FUCKING WELL!! pac getting him in a gyno chair and settling his feet in the little stirrups gently before snapping on a pair of gloves and doing the sweetest, softest examination in the entire world, fighting to not kiss him because that wouldn’t be “proper” for a doctor to do. i also think pac takes a 12 inch dildo and gently presses it into fit until it’s uncomfortable, just to test how far he can handle naturally <3
Thought about Mike fucking Pac's ass as a punishment for being needy (again) and ughh. He just grabs Pac and bends him over his desk and stretches out his hole, ignoring his cunt and Pac's confused whining. He fucks his ass and cums inside of him, but he doesn't make Pac cum and holds Pac still while the cum drips from his ass down his pussy and Pac's crying about wanting his cunt filled and wanting to get off and Mike is just saying
"Only patient boys get fucked how they want. Try again"
And then he leaves Pac like that, unsatisfied and needy