warnings: smut, dub-con in the beginning (?), mini fluff at the end, cockwarming, creampie, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), fingering, sub brahms and dom reader
MINORS DNI !!
sub! Brahms Heelshire x fem! dom reader
You two were laying in bed, it was late and about an about an hour before Brahms’ bedtime so you two decided to just lay in bed and read. It wasn’t soon before Brahms was horny, yet again, pressing his hard on against your ass as you read a novel. “ngh” he moaned from the pleasurable friction.
“Please” Brahms pleads, voice full of need.
You look at him, seeing his bare face and kiss him, filled with hunger and need. It was getting heated quickly, his hands exploring your body before groping your tits. He eagerly let you take the lead, letting you take off his clothes.
brahms felt your tongue slide into his mouth, moaning slightly at the feeling. The kiss became more heated, and you gently pushed Brahms to lay down on the bed, straddling him.
He put one finger into your soaked cunt, then two, then three. Your sex easily swallows one after the other. Brahms takes his fingers and you whine at the sudden empty feeling before slowly impaling yourself on his dick.
Brahms whimpers, feeling his cock being swallowed by your cunt, squeezing around him. You start riding him, the perverse wet noises echoing throughout the room. Brahms hands finding your hips, gripping them tightly.
You look into each others eyes, seeing the pure bliss and lust, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach. In an effort to chase his orgasm, Brahms starts quickly thrusting and rubbing your clit.
Brahms moans got louder and his breathing became more rapid. You’re right on the edge of your orgasm, leaning on him for support. You orgasm, clenching around his cock and look into his eyes, which sends Brahms over the edge. He thrusts even faster and shoots his hot cum into you, filling you up, whimpering “i love you mommy i love you mommy i love you thank you mommy”. You collapse onto his chest and catch your breaths with his cock still inside you.
After a while of silence, you say, “Brahms, if you wanted to call me mommy sooner you should’ve told me, I like it y’know.”
“Well I was embarrassed, darling because I didn’t know if you would like it”. Brahms replied, flustered.
You both smile at one another, “I love you Brahmsy”.
“I love you too mommy”
Brahms pecs your lips and you fall asleep in his arms, content.
A/N: sorry this was kinda short and shitty lmao, i tried. and i apologize for ghosting y’all, i have audhd and school sucks. anyways tysm for reading :D
dean winchester nsfw alphabet
𖹭 : age gap (dean is in his forties and reader is like 26), unprotected & protected p in v, panty theft, car sex, mentions of frustrated/rough sex, size kink, phone sex, praise & degradation, lingerie, roleplay kink, semi public sex, oral (m & f. receiving), usage of sex toys.
A = AFTERCARE
let's be real– dean would definitely be big on aftercare. he's really good with it, he's cleaning you up, makes you drink water, usually pulls you against his chest and strokes your hair until you’re out cold.
B = BODY PART
your body: he loves your thighs! give him the opportunity and he's going to stay buried there for however long he wants— he's biting, kissing, sucking hickies everytime he lays you down to eat you out.
his body: dean's favourite part is probably his hands/fingers. he loves fingering and edging/overstimulating you for loooong amounts of time. plus they're veiny and you love them, so that's just a bonus.
C = CUM
dean doesn't like the mess, so he'd probably use a condom, but if he isn't, then it's probably on your thighs (hey, he loves them) or your tits. if you let him cum inside, he'll do so happily— as long as there's no risk of you getting pregnant. he understands the stakes the hunting life has, so he'd rather not bring a child into this world knowing what's lurking in the dark and broad daylight.
D = DIRTY SECRET
he's a panty stealer. sometimes when you're just caught up in the heat of the moment, he'll fling your panties somewhere across the room, hide them and act clueless when you can't find them anymore. he probably hides them in the impala's glove compartment, or somewhere in his bunker bedroom.
E = EXPERIENCE
oh we know this man gets around, so he's pretty experienced. dean takes pride in knowing how easy it is for him to figure out what makes you tick. while he could be cocky about it on the surface, he's mostly reverent and lowkey worships you.
F = FAVOURITE POSITIONS
dean's okay with whatever position you're most comfortable in— but that doesn't mean my man doesn't have a bunch of preferences for positions.
they are:
doggy – loves the way you look from behind, loves staring at your ass, thighs and the way his cock keeps disappearing in and out of you.
cowgirl – loves the view from this angle too. loves watching your face contort into pleasure and the way your tits keep bouncing. might try to play a game by trying to catch a nipple between his teeth mid-bounce.
spooning – usually happens on lazy mornings where dean just wakes up with a boner pressing against your ass and you let him do that to you first thing in the morning.
and of course, missionary – perfect for when he wants to keep things simple and romantic, loves staring at your eyes and kissing you softly. he loves the intimacy this position offers.
G = GOOFY
dean is goofy, but not in the dumb jokes sense (unless he's really that comfortable with you), but he's goofy in the sense where he has that silly look on his face while he's trying to catch a nipple into his mouth when your riding him (mentioned in F). might also make dumb jokes like "a hunter doesn't fear a dense jungle" before going down on you, if you have hair down there.
H = HAIR
the carpet matches the drapes! he has a decent amount of pubic hair down there. it's not messy or a lot, he used to sleep around often so he prefers to keep it neatly trimmed, he wouldn't have it completely shaved though. as for you, he doesn't mind hair, it's a natural thing to have and understands that it's not accessible for a hunter to keep it bare. this goes for body hair too, he doesn't really care.
I = INTIMACY
dean loves intimacy. he usually focuses on that. but if he's pent up and frustrated (which is often, thanks to the life he leads), he's rough and it's mostly physical. but once he's calmed down, expect tons of apology sex.
he also usually spends extra time on foreplay, if there's time in his hands, so you're hardly ever neglected in that department.
J = JACK OFF
dean does it a lot. even before he met you. we know he watched porn and since he travelled around a lot, it's not far-fetched to assume that he didn't rub one out in a motel shower— but now that you're in the picture? oh boy, he watches videos you send to tease him (he saves stuff you sent MONTHS ago). and might also watch stuff you've recorded together. he has them in a locked folder. and sam was the unfortunate soul who was asked to show him how to make one.
K = KINKS
ohh, he has a few
size kink: even if sam is taller, dean is still a pretty big man. he loves the size differences between you two, loves how big his cock is– especially with the belly bulge when he goes in. he has a whole folder dedicated to his size difference.
praise kink: this goes both ways. he loves praising you and also being praised. when you're moaning about how good he feels, he almost doubles his efforts immediately. he'll also endlessly praise you too. he'll call you “my sweet girl”, “good girl”.
voice kink: he just gets off on your moans so much. whether you're begging him for more, or just babbling something incoherent because of how good he's fucking you, he's 1000% hard. totally asks you to send him audio messages of you teasing him when he's away.
phone sex kink: totally just an extension to the voice kink. dean loves audio calls (y'all scrapped video calls a WHILE ago because that man couldn't figure it out). when hes away, you ask him to stroke his cock a certain way, and this man follows your instructions and groans into the speaker abt how he wishes it were you.
manhandling/switching postions: when you’re on top teasing him, riding him, he might let you have a moment— but the second your legs start shaking or you push your limits, he flips you effortlessly. he loves the physicality of shifting positions, the way you practically weigh nothing in his arms, he might also just switch positions if he decides you've been a "brat" for too long.
lingerie kink: no brainer. he loves when you wear lingerie for him, especially if it was paid for by a fake credit card scam. dean would either tease you in it for hours on end or ruin you in it immediately. no in-between.
consensual somnophila: he loves the idea of waking up to you giving him head, or him waking you up with his mouth on your clit. (with established consent of course)
L = LOCATION
dean is a filthy, filthy man. so his favourite locations depend on his mood.
bunker bedroom: might do it if both of you are in a particularly romantic mood. he'll take his time with you, and work you up before he even gets inside you. not sure if this qualifies as a kink, but dean is totally turned ON by seeing you bunching the sheets beneath you when he's eating you out/fucking you in missionary.
the impala: the backseat of this car has seen things..
dean loves fucking you in the car. any part of it tbh. he likes the backseat because it's pretty big and he can fuck you with ease. he also loves eating you out against baby's dash. has definitely bent you over the hood of the car in a secluded spot before.
the map table: dean absolutely loves bending you over the map table. he's usually rough with you here (and also goofy). he once made a joke about wanting to travel to the place on the map your hand is pressed the hardest against.
M = MOTIVATION
dean is a freak in the sheets, so a lot of things you do just gets him going. (some are mentioned in letter K).
when you wear his clothes: not much to elaborate on. he loves how big it is on you, so expect to be bent over in the nearest surface the second you have privacy.
when you're trying to stay quiet: oh he loves it when you're in semi-public or if there's people close to wherever you are, and you're trying so desperately to be quiet. he might even go harder just to hear you make some sounds.
when you send him some nudes/audio notes: this man is a sucker for recieving those little glimpses of you. he might even send a couple of pictures of himself just to tease you back.
when you roleplay: literally canon that dean has a doctor and cowboy fetish, so if you ever do something like that, don't expect to walk the next morning.
N = NO
anything that makes you uncomfortable.
while dean acknowledges that you're younger than him and probably less experienced than him, and are eager to learn things he likes, if you're not comfortable with something, he's not doing it. you don't even need to verbally tell him you're not comfortable with something, he'll deduce it through body language cues.
calling him dad/daddy: dean doesn't really have a great relationship with his dad, and while he may be good with people he considers a child figure, he's terrified about the thought of being one, and that reflects in his sex life too.
degrading you: don't get me wrong, dean is mr. dirty talk™, but that's about as far as it goes— it's just dirty talk. he hates degrading you, and he probably finds that dehumanising. this also goes to stuff like slapping you or spanking you. he'll probably do it for funsies, in the heat of the moment, but like it's done in moderation. you can tell that he'll stop the second you express any sort of discomfort with it.
you and dean have a well established safe word system that is very important to him.
O = ORAL
dean winchester? oh, he loves both giving and receiving. he can't really choose.
he absolutely loves seeing you on your knees for him, taking him in. he runs a hand through your hair and praises you for how good you're taking him, calls you his “good girl” or “sweet thing”. LOVES FACE SITTING.
and of course, this man eats you out like you're a 5 course meal. he'll do everything— teasing, edging? both? he has you screaming for him. loves watching you cry for him.
69 is a very sacred thing to this man. he never passes up an opportunity to do this with you— begs for it even.
P = PACE
as mentioned earlier, while dean tries to keep things intimate and slow, sometimes his frustration bleeds into your sex life, so he's probably got you in doggy, pounding into you from behind relentlessly– until you're drooling and your legs can't keep you up anymore. (so he's fast paced here)
but he also makes sure to make it up to you and apologise by fucking you nice and slow when he's in a better headspace.
Q = QUICKIES
is this even a question? HE. LOVES. QUICKIES. sam's gone for 5 minutes to buy pie from a local diner? yay, perfect opportunity for you to give him a handjob! shower quickies? he loves them! alleyway behind a bar y'all stopped at? PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE WALL!
R = RISKS
totally up for taking risks! he loves trying out new things and as long as it's not something that touches into the NO list, he's fine with it.
(also, not really a risk but he let you playe your sex playlist in the impala once, and that might've been the biggest risk he's ever taken)
S = STAMINA
dean has a lot of stamina, he's a pretty strong and experienced hunter who works out regularly and is bigger than you in every way. it's not uncommon for you to be tired before he is, so dean usually does all the work, unless you insist. he can go multiple rounds and doesn't take very long to recover between orgasms, but his first priority will always be to make sure you're okay.
if he's still hard after you're tired, he'll tuck you into bed and cuddle with you until you're asleep and he might jerk off in the bathroom, or just wait until it's morning and see if you're up for some sleepy morning sex.
T = TOYS
he doesn't mind using toys. he probably owns those vibrating cock rings that he once bought for funsies.
if you own any, then say goodbye to your ability to walk straight. he's teasing and edging you with it.
if he's away from you, he might instruct you to use your toy in a certain way while he listens to the sounds you make.
U = UNFAIR
speaking of unfair, he's big into edging. like he'll employ pretty much anything– his fingers, mouth, teeth (to nibble on your clit), toys? he can go for hours if you let him
a particularly mean side of him comes out when he's doing it too— dirty talk, making a mess out of your slick just because he can, maybe using blindfolds just to build up the anticipation?
V = VOLUME
dean can be loud if he wants to, he loves moaning into your ear when he's feeling good. he also makes these deep groans sometimes— especially when he's eating you out. just like how he likes listening to your voice, you like it too!!
W = WILD CARD (ANYTHING)
loves fucking you in his flannel. he'll never take it off completely. he'll fuck you in it, and maybe click a few pictures of it. cums on the flannel.
you have a few flannels of his, designated just for this purpose.
X = X-RAY
He’s 7.5 inches (around 19 cm) long when hard. and it has a slight curve that drives you crazy. he's also slightly on the girthier side so the stretch gets you every time. dean usually preps you for a long time so you can take him and he also whispers assurances when you do.
he's really hard to give head to, so you occasionally choke/gag on his length.
Y = YEARNING
pretty high sex drive. he's on you the second you're done winding down from a hunt. he's on you in seconds— whether it be motel rooms, the impala or the bunker.
might fuck you mid-hunt if sam is elsewhere, maybe interrogating some witnesses or reading up in a library. (includes quickies)
Z = ZZZ
he wouldn't fall asleep immediately. he'll make sure you've been cleaned up first and if you need anything, he's doing it for you. he mostly falls asleep only after you do, unless he's really tired.
i'd made a sam version of this months back, so here's a dean version. like the sam version, anecdotes won't be written after each section, but i write fics based on some of the letters in the form of a series (eventually). completed anecodotes will be linked wherever said topic is mentioned
warnings: good girl, praise, dirty talk, nipple sucking/breast play, hickeys, cunnilingus, p in v, missionary, impreg
wc: 714
personal request from @daisesanddandelions ! thank you 💜💜 also not proofread i’m sorry 😓
nsfw the cut!
kento nanami is a slow, deep lover. he takes his time with you, kissing you softly while his hand finds its way under your shirt, groping your breast through your bra. he gradually kisses his way down your neck, leaving hickeys every few pecks, wanting to materialize how much he adored you.
finally after tugging off your shirt and shorts, he unclasps your bra, throwing it out of the way. his lips latch onto your nipple, his contralateral hand groping the other boob, leaving you to let a very soft moan slip out of your mouth. you subconsciously lean into his touch, your body craving more.
“you feeling good, pretty? i really missed you at work,” nanami says softly as he looks up at you, eyes full of love.
you nod enthusiastically, non verbally praising him. “i missed you too, ken.”
your husband let’s go of your chest, meeting his hands trickle down to your panties, pulling them off. he plants kisses from your knee down to your inner thigh, then repeating on the other side. he kisses your pussy lips, his mouth coming into contact with your liquid arousal, slightly snaking his tongue out and licking your lip, taking in your sweetness.
“so good, my love, so wet for me already,” kento speaks, going to lick the other lip.
he slowly moves his tongue from the bottom of your pussy to the top of your clitoral hood, teasing you, pushing you closer to desperation. your lover finally starts to suck on your clit, causing you to squeeze your legs around his head involuntarily, your voice shuddering in pleasure as you squeak out moans. he adds in two fingers, curling them, leading you to curl your back, too.
he stares up at you, “such a good girl, already so desperate for me to make you feel good. i love eating your pussy so much, it’s the best part of making love to you.”
he knew how much you enjoyed his affection, your heart fluttering in your chest as you listened to his kind words.
he continues to eat like a man starved, not letting not even one millimeter of your pussy stay untouched by his tongue, constantly finding the perfect pleasure-filled spots to make you moan and groan.
he pushes you to the brink again and again, going until his jaw aches and his tongue is numb. that’s when finally he slips his cock inside slowly, making sure he doesn’t overstimulate you too much so early.
“such a good girl, taking me so well. you’re so right, fuck,” kento spits.
it’s quite unusual to hear ken curse, he liked to keep swear words to a minimum. hearing how soft he was with you was such a turn on.
he pushes all the way inside, slowly thrusting in and out. his breath gets heavier, low moans slipping out his mouth occasionally. you wrap your legs around him, letting him get closer to you and deeper into your pussy.
“ken, mmh, fuck! go faster, please,” you utter, almost completely lost in pleasure.
without saying a word, your husband obliges, fastening his pace and quickening his thrusts, hitting your g-spot over and over again. he starts getting closer to the edge, but holding it in until he knows you’re ready to release your juices. he reaches down and rubs your clit as he bends down to kiss you softly, overwhelming you with satisfaction.
“i’m so close, please, keep doing that, ken!” you yelp, your husband promptly accepting your request.
he feels you let go on his cock, he immediately follows suit. his cum emerging from the tip, strongly coming out in spurts.
“filling up your womb with my cum, you’re getting get pregnant this time, aren’t you lovely? we can go a few more rounds to make sure, you know,” kent speaks softly, having heavy erotic and somewhat possessive undertones. he goes round after round, passionate about finally having a baby with you.
a month or so later, you take the test. you try not to show the emotion on your face when you look down and see the results, but you’ve failed miserably.
“does it say what i think it does?” kento questions before pulling you into a deeply passionate kiss.
warnings: jealousy, sukuna has 2 dicks ANDDDDD four hands, impreg/breeding, tongue riding, slight choking, pronebone, hair pulling
w/c: tbd
a/n: a little short but i hope it's still good, ilyyyyy ill edit in the morning
nsfw under cut
you're out on a date with sukuna, a date you had to drag him to. even though a lot of people were scared of your husband, you have no problem with giving your man attitude, demanding what you want. he eventually gives in, this date another perfect example of that.
the both of you are sitting at a table in your favorite latte. your husband has barely even touched his pastry, a freshly baked matcha croissant. instead, he's too busy staring at a man he had caught looking at you. the fourth or fifth man in the span of 20 minutes. usually, it wouldn't really bother him if a guy or two stared, but the one that had been gawking you the whole time is one of the top sorcerers, satoru gojo.
"what are you staring at?" you question him, not noticing what is wrong.
"staring at a clueless idiot who thinks he can stare at my woman," sukuna barks. sukuna walks back over to you, "come on, let's go woman." he orders you.
you immediately obey and you walk side by side, of course he refuses to hold hands with you. why would he want anyone to suspect he has a weakness, even for you.
when you arrive back at home, sukuna leads you to his chambers, where he throws you on the bed.
"gonna show everyone you're mine, gonna fill you with my seed, continue my bloodline, with my wife, my toy," sukuna says lustfully, ripping your clothes to shreds. he kisses you, tongue slipping into your mouth.
he places his hands on your boobs, the mouths on his hands sucking on them greedily. your breath quickens, starting to become desperate for his touch.
"sit on my mouth, slut," sukuna spits, placing you on top of his stomach's mouth, his tongue reaching out and continuously licking and slobbering all over your needy cunt.
"mmh, too much, master," you squeeze out, already close to the point of overstimulation.
"you can take it, whore, it's why i came back to you after the first time," sukuna shuts down, he knows you both need more.
you grind on the massive tongue, feeling the mouths suckle on your breasts, sukuna's other two hands guiding your hips.
once sukuna feels that you're ready, he gets you both into prone bone. he slides in his first cock; although bigger, it is much easier to take than the second. you already feel so full, but he starts to slip in the second. he rubs your clit with one of his free hands, trying to lead you to produce more slick.
he starts to pound into you mercilessly. "nngh, sukuna, so good!" you scream into your pillow, taking both of his appendages, feeling your ass slap against your lover's hips. he grabs all of your hair, somewhat using it like a leash on a dog.
"i knew you could take it, filthy girl," he says proudly. "gonna make you a mother, you're only good for breeding, such a slut. you always allow inferior creatures to stare at you, at what's mine." sukuna continues to mutter filthy nothings into your ear as you both cum over and over.
after what seems like an eternity, you are too tired to even move. of course, sukuna isn't even phased still somewhat aroused. he pulls out, what seems like endless amounts of cum pours out.
synopsis: you have come to confession to profess your sins. Your pastor, Suguru, cleanses you and helps you atone for your sins.
warnings: BLASPHEMYYYYYY, corruption kink, reader is inexperienced, fucking in a church, fingering, throatfucking, dacryphilia, squirting, breeding, mating press
w/c: 948
a/n: this is right up my alley and i don't see many pastor!suguru fics, so i decided to make one for myself haha hope you enjoy bbies :3 nsfw below the cut
You're a virgin, never even gone on one date, planning on giving yourself to God, and yet you cannot stop thinking lustfully. Your mind is filled with different ways you can be touched and licked by your pastor. Shame always lingers over you like a stormy cloud, and yet you cannot help it. It's not your fault Father Geto is so hot. Watching him lecture during the sermon gets you so needy, his seductive voice is music to your ears. You clench your thighs together, trying not to seem draw attention to yourself.
When the church service ends after what feels like an eternity, you decide to go to confession, you need to get the sinful thoughts out of your mind. You're the last person in line. You step into the confessional booth.
You do the Sign of the Cross and say, “Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. My last confession was six months ago."
You begin your confession, feeling more nervous than you ever felt in your life, "Father Geto, I have been having lustful thoughts. I cannot stop and I do not know what to do. I feel so guilty for it, all I feel is shame."
Father Geto replies, "Who are you fantasizing about? The thoughts will stop once you two are wed in all holiness."
"You, Father, you. I know it is wrong and I will never be able to. It is so embarrassing to feel this way, thinking about us doing things only married couples should be doing. How should I ever make it up to you?" You confess, filled with shame.
"Let me give you absolution," Father says.
You step out of the confessional booth. You get on your knees into the prayer pose in front of him, wrapping the rosary beads around your hands. "Virgin, right?" He asks, confirming his suspicions.
You nod, keeping your eyes closed as you prayed. Suguru stands in front of you, his bulge visible through his cassock. "Open your mouth, dirty slut. You need the Word of God to repent for your sins," He spits, watching you open your mouth.
He unbuttons the bottom half of his garment and pulls out his cock, entering it into you. After the first few inches, tears fill your eyes and you start to choke. Suguru uses your hair to pull your mouth off of him, letting you breathe.
"You need to take it all, you need to repent for your sins, to clean the filth off of you," He barks, degrading you, turning you on even more.
"Yes, Pastor Geto," you mutter before you take him in again, making eye contact with him. Even when you start to gag and choke, Suguru holds you there, your throat and mouth full of his throbbing cock. Your lips touch the skin around the base, leaving none of his appendage unsubmerged.
"You're taking the words of the Lord so well, I would've guessed you've done this before, such an obedient sinner, so desperate to be fucked," He announces and he starts thrusting your throat, the noises of your throat filling the nave. He watches you, letting out soft moans.
"Such a needy, needy little virgin are you? Wonder why your thoughts are so dirty, you've never been properly fucked, fucked surrounded by holiness and by a Holy one. You’re gonna make me cum, whore, you want that? Hm? Want to have God’s devotion spilled into your mouth?” Father Geto rambles, experiencing euphoric pleasure.
You respond happily, but it gets muffled to where it’s nearly inaudible.
He spills his cum into your mouth, ejaculating vigorously. His phallus comes out of your mouth with a quiet pop. Suguru helps you undress yourself before laying you down in front of the cross and spreading your legs, admiring your pussy.
“Mmh, fuck, look at that pretty pussy. All wet and dripping for me already, huh? You’re still so sinful, yet you expect me to rubke your sins?” Suguru purrs before licking a stripe from the bottom of your lips to the top of your clitoral hood. He then inserts two fingers inside you, making you clutch the rosary beads, now tangled in your hand. The cross dangles, tickling your nipple.
"Gonna cum already, slut? I can feel you tightening around my fingers," he mutters into your pussy, speeding up. He feels you gush around his fingers, legs shaking and hips uncontrollably thrusting.
"Spraying me with Holy Water, huh? So filthy, pray while I breed you, fill you with God's salvation," Suguru moans, entering you. He puts you in a mating press, thrusting deep once you have him all the way in. He lets you adjust before he pounds you.
"O Lord, Jesus Christ, ngh, Redeemer oh my god and Saviour, forgive my sins, Just as you forgave Peter fuck and those who crucified You," you start to pray.
"Using the Lord's name in vain, whore?" Suguru corrects you by plunging in deeper, rubbing your clit and letting the cross on his necklace graze your nipples.
"I'm sorry, Father," You continue to pray, "Count not my transgressions, oh, but, rather, my tears of repentance. Remember not my iniquities, but more especially, ngh, my sorrow for the offenses i have committed against You."
That's all you manage to squeeze out before you're so full of Him and pleasure that all you can say are moans and screams. Father Suguru gets close quickly, "Gonna fill you up with the Lord's eternal love, can you take it? Gonna carry Jesus reincarnated? You're the new Virgin Mary." He fills you up, bottoming out and hitting your cervix. He collapses on top of you, kissing you.
A/N: God she is so....! I would lick her abs up and down and let her do things to me.
Sevika took special pleasure in fucking while forcing eye contact. "Shy even when I'm so deep in you, pretty girl? You know I love to see you. Don't hide yourself from me. Don't hide your face." She smirked when she saw how red your ears were getting.
"It's embaressing when you can see everything. Come on, Sev." Your voice trembled, followed by your whole body when you felt the strap slam into you again, the constant smaking of sweaty skin against skin eating away at your composure bit by bit. An amused chuckle fell from Sevika's lips. "You're... I hate you sometimes."
"Yeah? Never feels like it. Try harder." Her hand pressed against your hip, cold and hard against your overheated skin. "Know you're getting close. Come for me, come on, I know you love being a little whore for me! Show me!" Your pussy gripped at the slippery strap, juices gushing and overflowing while you made a conciois effort to spread your legs open and angle your hips just a little. An angle that allowed Sevika to see your cunt clenching around the fake cock. "Atta girl." She groaned and huffed, muscles bulging and her hips smacking against yours. "That's my good slutty girl."
You were her girl. Your eyes were still slightly misty when you closed them and turned your head, kissing her fingers, the taste of you still lingering on them. If anyone knew how to bring you out of your shell, it was Sevika.
