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[brenbofen]

Dick Obsessed Li

Broadcaster Message - Hmm Zhongli being obsessed with your dick,,, literally never cared for Zhongli, but then i was like “I MEED TO BREAK THIS OLD MAN” and sometbing was awakened in me

Notes 🗒️ - Sub Zhongli, Dom AMAB Reader, Body Worship, Belly Bulge, Breeding Kink, Feminization?, Mating Seasons, Dragon Zhongli, Mention of Pregnancy and Shape Shifting (AFAB Zhongli?? Maybe??), Anal Penetration, Don’t even know what some of this stuff I wrote is called, Zhongli is a whore, He’s obsessed with your dick and cum, that’s it, Let me know if i missed anything!

He’s so calm and composed until he sees your fat dick, he’s such a whore for you, on his knees before you, pressing his cheek against your growing bulge, practically begging you to let him suck your dick. You can’t help but coo at him, running your hand through his soft, long hair, Zhongli giving you such a desperate look, how could you say no to him any longer?

It’s such a beautiful sight, the former Geo Archon with his lips wrapped around your cock, drool spilling down his face as he laps at it, taking in as much as he can. He’s gripping your thighs so tightly as he desperately tries to take your full length, he wants to please you so badly, make you feel good, he’s gagging around your dick in his desperate attempts to take all of you.

Such a sweet thing, having a god at your feet, practically worshiping your cock, slowly rutting against your feet. When you finally cum, Zhongli is a mess, drool and your cum spilling down his face, hazy half-lidded eyes as he gazes up at you, asking for more.

Zhongli sprawled out on your shared bed, whining as you press your dick into bim, he’s babbling about how much he loves you, pupils blown wide as he stares at the growing lump in his stomach from your dick.

He’s gripping your arms, begging you to stuff him full, mumbling about how if you wanted to he’d let you breed him, let him be your pretty house wife. Massage his hips and shower him with kisses as you stuff load after load into him, Zhongli’s head thrown back as he asks for “just one more round” for the eighth time that night.

He’s addicted to the feeling of your warm cum being shot so deep into him, your fat dick dragging along his stained walls with every thrust, he can’t get enough of you.

When the seasons change from winter to spring he’s going to be glued to your side. Zhongli pressing his face into the crook of your neck, hands slipping into your pants, begging you to fuck him. He gets so needy, crying whenever you need to pull away for a small break, no matter how many times he cums he’s never satisfied. If you’d be okay with it he’d absolutely shape shift to give himself a womb, asking you to breed him, make sure he’s pregnant by the end of his heat.

Zhongli riding your dick when you become too tired to move. He’s so pretty like this, dark arms with golden markings resting on your chest, face pressed into your neck as he bites down to mark you, golden horns occasionally bumping into you, tip of his tail wagging because of how happy he is. Mumbling how he’s so thankful you’re letting him do this, occasionally sitting up to kiss you or press his forehead against yours.

Sometimes when Zhkngli would lift his hips your cum would spill out of him and he would let out the cutest whines, small tears prickling in his pretty golden eyes, he doesn’t want to waste a single drop, treasuring every ounce of your seed thats pumped into him. You’d have to run your hands through his thick hair, letting him know it’s okay as he continues to bounce on your cock, asking if you could replace what was lost.

He’s such a pretty boy, so obsessed with your dick you sometimes forget he was once a feared god. Any fragment of his former personality lost the moment your in private, Zhongli’s face red as he asks to please you.

Such a lovely thing he is.

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𖦹 UNDER THE INFLUENCE! feat. sae itoshi

content warnings. top! amab reader, nsfw content, somnophilia, dubcon, established relationship, brief feminization, reader is questionable like always, breeding kink, sae is a pro-football player in this

𖦹 author's note. someone requested somnophilia with sae, but i already edited this post so i did not post this as an answer. i wrote this with the help of many stories. i fail to understand sex and its appeals after investigating on it twenty four seven

the reunion between you and sae was certainly a sight to see. but honestly, who would not make a scene when they reunite with their inseperable other half after a solid two months?

though you pleaded him not to; sae, being a busy man & not having much of choice, had to visit spain again. sae did not have a hard time convincing you because you two did not date for a small time, and were conspicuously acquainted with eachother. but it was still hard to not miss his embraces, and of course, his touch.

seeing him eye to eye after what it felt like a century, your first instinct is to rush towards him & to scoop him up in your arms. the redhead yelps as you do not give him a chance to react.

"i missed you so fucking much." you said breathlessly, burying your face in his collarbones. sae held back his smile like his life depended on it and answered, "i know."

it was nice having him by your side again. the house felt ghastly without sae hogging your lap whenever you would sit down to enjoy a sports match on the TV, without him making hateful but precise remarks with a stoic face. yet without him, your bed felt like a burial chamber.

but it's hard to sleep with sae in your arms. you don't hate it because he's kicking you awake. infact, he smells like lily of the valley; fresh, apring like & slightly jasmine which makes you want to swallow him whole. but cuddling with sae still has its cons. he's unable to keep still, it wouldn't be a problem if sae's ass wasn't pressed against your crotch. every movement, every shift, creates friction right up against your clothed dick print and it's driving you nuts. you have to close your eyes and mentally curse yourself for making a habit of going to bed with nothing but his boxers on.

in order to avoid any consequences you might face further, you turn away from the redhead; who doesn’t fail to notice the lack of arms holding him. in his sleep, sae lets out a pitiful whimper that makes your heart hurt. you turn back to him and brings your arms around sae's waist again; pulling him right back against his chest and that silences the itoshis sleepy whines as quickly as they began. you didn’t think trying to sleep without getting an erection would be this complicated.

you try to hold yourself together but sae's in nothing but his underwear; and your fingers are twitching to touch things you probably shouldn’t. you gently roll sae around to present him with a pillow - hopefully, this change of angle will allow him enough relief to get some sleep. with sae’s front now facing you, you attempt to push him further away by nudging your thigh between his legs. but all that does is create friction between you two as you push him backward - and sae lets out a small moan in his sleep, grinding himself down on your thigh.

your cheeks turn a deep shade of red. “hey, sae? are you awake?”

your voice comes out quiet and rough, but the prodigy is really out cold, and you almost get a nosebleed at the sight. each roll of sae’s hips has you biting back a gasp, and youre pretty sure you can feel sae’s erection forming behind the fabric of his underwear. you're in the same boat; your cock is swelling in your boxers but you have to remind yourself that he can’t do anything because he is going to be more than angry if he wakes up and finds out what you did. though you're his partner, he’ll scold you for hours, throw you the vilest insults on planet earth and of course beat the shit out of you.

but after sae left for spain without you, you've had little to no sexual activity. like, he abandoned your poor dick & told you to suck it up. the stifled frustration makes you get ahead of yourself.

already pushing your thigh up in time with sae’s hips, giving in to your need to make him feel good. you know you probably shouldn’t, but you start running your hands over sae’s bare chest, your breath hitching in your throat when your thumbs brush over his nipples.

your hands grope sae’s chest a bit harder, two of your fingers drift to gently pinch the buds and you enjoy the little high-pitched moans that fall from sae’s lips. it's a miracle he isn’t waking and you find a smirk forming on your face.

the thought 'yeah he's always wanted this, he's a slut' keeps you going further, almost entirely forgetting about your self-control. sae's not someone who's gonna bring up having sex out of his egoism, might as well just have what you want like this.

"sorry, bunny." you whisper, mostly to yourself. your heartbeat halts to an end as you gently take a hold of the elastic hugging sae's waist. "won't get a chance to do this, you're leaving for work tomorrow morning anyways."

you rip the fabric apart so you can toss sae’s clothing onto the floor and leave the redhead in nothing. it’s not a surprise to see sae’s naked body, you're used to it, you're attracted to it. every curve, every part of his body is practically begging you to mark the skin.

you tuck your cock out of your underwear, letting it free as it stands proudly against your stomach from how aroused you are. the older itoshi is still sound asleep and you take one of his legs gently, hiking it up to his hip and slipping yourself closer so you can guide the head of your cock to sae's entrance with your other hand.

it’s going to be tight - almost suffocating, and the thought of it has you gasping out a moan. your hips buck up and attempt to push inside; and as predicted, sae’s hole is not prepped at all. so pushing in like this is squeezing you tight in all the right ways. you have to hold back a groan, but around halfway down your shaft, sae’s rim catches and doesn’t let the you budge another inch. glancing down at sae’s face, there’s a pained expression there, his sleepy breathing uneven and you almost reconsider doing this. 

but sae interrupts you by letting out a whimper, and in his sleep, his body bucks itself down on your dick, sucking another inch or two in without warning and it causes you to swear under his breath. he’s so tight, he’s so tight, you keep going until your entire is sheathed inside of sae’s heat.

you don't move, savoring sae’s twitching insides and yoy absentmindedly rub your hand against the skin on his leg, the other running through the mulberry strands of sae's hair. after a moment, you slowly pull your hips back, drawing your length out halfway before sinking right back into the other, testing the waters. the feeling was amazing, much better than your right hand over the past few months of sae's absence, and you carefully pull back out just to do it all over again. sae’s not waking and you're being as gentle as you can be, but the pleasure you're feeling is like nothing you've ever felt before. it’s taking everything in you not to ruin sae completely.

you pick up the pace, mumbling something that sounds like “sorry” underneath your breath. each thrust jolts sae's body a little and you're starting to sweat- the exertion combined with the blankets; you're panting hotly and grunting through this entire thing. the only noises sae makes are occasional gasps and his hand, which is resting on your chest, digs its fingers into your skin before they eventually relax again.

you're being left to your imagination, thinking about just how vocal and reactive sae would be, should he be awake.

the vision of sae on his back, vulnerable, his skin flushed as you hold his legs apart and take him over and over again. “fuck,” your hips stutter and to make up for it, you thrust up harder than before. the sound of skin slapping echoes and for a moment - you hope sae will wake. when you're balls deep, you move his hips in circles, stirring around sae's insides so he can stretch them out more, shaping them to take his cock with ease - should you do this again.

you're not surprised when you feel sae shift and the redhead lets out a more audible moan followed by a quiet, “what the fuck.”

you know it’s over. you still your hips, prepare an apology and an explanation in your head, an excuse maybe; all while you're looking down at the other with a nervous grin on your face. you thought sae would be ready to beat the absolute daylight out of you. you were ready to face iredeemable consequences. but instead, you moan at the sight of sae's fucked out expression.

sae's jaw is slack, mouth a bit ajar and he looks up at you with a small hum, “what the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“you see, sae. i- can explain.”

sae grunts and shifts his hips; and although there’s a lustful gaze somewhere in his tired eyes, sae’s voice comes off as venomous when he whispers, “i’m waiting. it better be good.”

you sweatdrop, your stomach is burning with the urge to release as you admit, “uh, you move your ass too much in your sleep.”

before sae can respond to that, you are rolling over, getting onto his knees between sae's legs without sliding out of him. now hovering above his body at this new angle, you bring his hands down to hold sae’s legs apart. the new position is welcoming for you and you throw the covers off of yourself before going right back to thrusting into him without restraint. 

“w-what the fuck, (name)—!” still not quite awake, sae keens out a protest, moaning out every time your hips meet his own. his eyes grow watery from the arousal filling his awakening body, “haa-  please!”

oh, his moan gives you goosebumps and you don't think your fantasy could’ve come close to the noises that begin to leave the other. sae's loud, despite his pointless protesting, and it’s bringing you closer to you release. sae whimpers, pushing his hands softly against your torso as he tries to squirm out from under you, “ahh- ngghh- (n-name)...(name)- i-”

sae can’t think straight, every time you're fully inside of him, the head of his cock nudges right up against his prostate. his back arched off the mattress, sliding his palm up your chest to rest on his flushed skin, “you- you're being insane right now, let me go—"

the weak protest makes you bolder, “come on, don’t lie t’me, sae. see? you’re taking my cock in so well.” you lean down to brush your lips against sae's, “i’ll make sure to fuck your cunt real good, sae-chan.” you chuckle breathlessly while sae’s cheeks turn a deep shade of red.

you talking like this is a shock, the language you're using is lewd. you can hardly even spell, where did you learn to talk like this?

“(n-name)- you-”

sae's pupils roll at the back of his head and he bites down on his lips to hold back a gasp.

you grab him by the chin to make him look you in the eye, but sae tilts his head back against the bed, panting out softly. he struggles to keep up with your pace as a result of the slumber he had woken from minutes ago.

“gonna shape your insides to take my dick more often, you’re gonna love it,” and pathetically, his length visibly twitches at those words.

you're near your release, the pace of his thrusts occasionally stuttering and he’ll pause before starting again. sae never expected this, to wake up to you using his body for your own pleasure. he's unbelievebly flustered, and a part of him strangly enjoys this strangled feeling. he feels his release incoming and he turns his head, biting his pillow to muffle some of his loud grunts while his hand falls to the covers to grip them tightly.

your hands drop to sae’s hips, pulling his body down roughly on your cock, burying yourself as deep as you can over and over again, and sae swears he can feel nothing but the feeling of your cock streching his insides out. " you’ve got such a nice cunt sae, you’re being so good, so fucking good-”

“sh- shut up!” sae tries to sound threatening, but his voice comes out in a high pitch and next thing sae knows, his back is arching off the mattress even further and he’s releasing weak spurts of his cum over his stomach, swearing underneath his breath, “f- fuck- don’t you dare think about coming inside of me-”

“it’s not like you’ll get pregnant...” you mindlessly thrust in again, and sae’s inner walls makes you reach your peak, spilling your warm seed deep inside of him. you hold his legs up by his ankles and occasionally move your hips to stir around what you just put into the itoshi.

“fuck...don't do that!” the redhead whimpers; and you shake your head, your dick already twitching with the urge of another round.

“just trying to see if i can reach your womb, baby.” 

“what are you? a braindead pervert?!” sae can still manage to insult you, even while he pants and writhes underneath him, “you're not touching me ever again. are you listening?”

he rubs his hand against his quvering jaw to wipe away whatevre, glaring up at you as you come down from his high, “you could’ve at least woken me up and asked for head like a decent human being!”

exaggeration. as prideful as he is, he will come back.

“loud and clear,” you purr, almost not wanting to pull out. "yeah, never touching you ever again, princess."

you do let go of sae's legs, and you two are silent for a while, that same sexual tension from earlier lingers in the air. sae’s cheeks flush red as he feels something warm leaking down his inner thigh. his eyes, his skin heating up in his flustered reaction.

you were bound to get addicted to the idea of having some type of sex with sae every night since you moved in with each other.

one way you tried to push sae’s limits was by sneaking into the shower behind him. although the redhead tried to kick you and threw you multiple insults, you pinned him against the shower wall rather easily. if the genius had truly wanted to get away, he could’ve. yet, he still didn’t push him away hard enough, falling apart on your dick as soon as you pushed into him.

it takes everything in you not to fuck sae again when you exit the shower, watching him walk back to their bedroom with nothing but that towel around his waist. his weak protests of “stop” and “no more” fuel your sexual desire and you can’t help but ravage sae whenever you can.

it gets to the point where every time you return home from work, tired and aching for some rest, but instead of sleeping, you’ll choose fucking sae. you usually return to find him sleeping on the couch on his stomach, and to complete such a pretty picture, and you'll undress his lower half to have his way with him for a few hours.

sometimes when sae goes to friendly matches with u-20, you will use sae’s shirt to jack off. the fabric smells like him, and you’ll sometimes go as far as to build a whole pillow body model of the older itoshi. wrapping a shirt around one, folding it in half, sticking your cock in the hole it creates, and then fucking it until your dick is raw and you can’t cum anymore. when sae returns from his match, he’s oblivious to your masturbation plans. he does his shower routine normal, unaware of the dried cum stains on some of his favorite shirts. and when he cleans the house, he doesn’t realize that some of the couch pillows are missing and then they magically reappear a few days later.

not to mention that sae can barely get past the door when he returns from practice. because you're already trying to pin him against some surface, pulling at his clothes to try and get inside of him already. it’s exhausting.

the last time you fucked sae against the front door, the neighbors complained. you had to stop in the middle of taking sae over the dinner table, opening the door just enough to peek your head out when the neighbors spoke up. “you and your partner are a little too loud,” they had said, “we’d appreciate it if you kept it down.”

you put on a fake face, smiling as you replied, “no problem!”

as soon as the neighbors were gone, you returned to the kitchen, dragged sae over to the wall that you shared with that neighbor’s apartment, and you fucked him against that instead. you kept going until sae started crying from sensitivity, begging you to let up and let him go to bed. having been inside of him from six in the afternoon until the moon was highest in the sky. your neighbors probably hated you two because of the petty move, but youre do far gone that you don't care. as a motion of consideration, you only put your hand over sae's mouth, still thrusting up into his wet heat with a breathless growl, “just a few more times, baby, you’re doing so well.” unable to protest any further, sae just nodded and let you do as he pleased.

you two fuck so often that youve trained sae’s body to cum untouched, you know just where to touch him to make his thighs shake, just what to do to make him beg for more. you don’t think you’ll ever be bored of him. you know sae will give you whatever you want.

sae's starting to bruise at his hips, and it’s been a pain in the ass to sit for the past few weeks. sae knows he can easily put a stop to your sex addiction. he does complain, but he never protests enough to get you to stop. why? because, even though he'll never admit it, the feelings are mutual.

[domreaderrecs]

time for my monthly "i wish there was more visibility and representation for black and brown men in femdom / gentle femdom spaces" post

[dottcre]

imagine feminization with dottore. you got him all dressed up in a skirt and a matching top with a colour of your choice with a lingerie set underneath the garments. this is probably the only time he wouldn't tease you, as he was so, so worked up just from your eyes discovering every inch of his body. the way the skirt was resching just bellow his ass, and the shirt allowed you to see the outline of the lingerie made you want to devour him. so that's what you did.

dottore himself was getting impatient because of him not being able to handle being so flustered up just by some staring, and as he saw you finally get up from your place on your shared bet, he almost whined in desperation, but managed to hold it in.you stood behind him, positioning your head on his shoulder, your hands sneaked to his small waist, as you spilled praises next to his ear.

you were guiding him to the bed, but just as the two of you were by the edge of it, you stopped your antics. he turned his head to weakly glare at you. you wanted him to beg for it, and he knew that too. his eyes were pleading you already, but you needed a verbal answer. tearing his gaze off you, dottore softly muttered a 'please', his fists clutching the edge of his cute little skirt. normally, you would say that he could do better than that, but at the moment, the pants you wore were getting a little too tight for your liking, so you complied, just this time.

finally getting onto the bed, you took off your clothes as quickly as you could, dottore attempting to help you but having no succes at it. one of your hands went to his mouth, pushing it through his soft lips in a silent order to suck them, whilist your other one shook under his shirt, twisting and playing with his pretty pink nipples. dottore's breathe hitched, some needy whines escaping his lips from your little teasing.

you concluded your digits were wet enough to serve as lube, so you pulled them out of his mouth and guided them to his gaping entrance. your gaze went down there too, as you noticed a dark patch forming on his skirt, which you assumed was the precum leaking from his member. removing the material of his silk panties from your way, you pushed two digits past his rim, not wasting any time to prep him, moving your fingers in scissoring motions. dottore's thighs twiched, one of his hands flying up to grip yours. his breathing faltered, and after a quite short span of time, he whined, silently begging you to just put it in and abuse his fluttering hole.

you did exactly that, removing your fingers from his entrance, instead replacing them with your dick and finally pushing in. he felt heavenly, his gummy walls hugging your every curve and vein just like you wished. dottore wasn't doing much better. in fact, he was doing much worse. you leaking tip was kissing his prostate with every thurst you made, which made him lose his mind. the cute little skirt he wore was jumping slightly with every thurst you made, and you made sure the view was engraved in your mind forever.

skin slapping, squelching and dottore's whiny moans were the only sounds in your, thankfully, soundproof room. you bent down to whisper dirty things about his colleagues being able to witness a sight of him being split in half by your cock,to which he responded to with a soft whine.

soon enough, the silly doctor was mumbling incorehent sentences. the only words you could make out were 'oh archons', ' s' good', whines of your name and girlish moans. you felt yourself about to reach your orgasm, when suddenly, dottore's walls squeezed around you hard, as he reached his own high, which caused you to release into his tight hole.

you fucked him through both of your orgasms, and after you came down the aftermaths of it, you pulled out, laying besides him and pulling him closer to you by his waist. you cocnluded you could clean uo the mess you made later, deciding to cuddle with your little dumb scientist for now, as you fell asleep besides the already unconscious dottore (he's alright, i swear).

OH MY GOD….. OH MY GOD???????????????????? THE WAY MY JAW DROPPED OPEN OEUFHEOXNSJDN THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS MASTERPIECE… 💗💗💗 i literally have nothing to add to this except for how i wanna bend him over and fuck him. that’s it.

[pervile]

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Can... Can you.... Write... Smth.. With that in mind.... Before I explode.... 👉👈 with... You know... AHEM....

your hips are flush against alhaitham's pelvis, his palms flat and fingers fluttering against your chest in an attempt of pushing you away from him.

he thinks you're so big like this ― the position you have him in makes his mind do a frenzy of summersaults, and he swears he can feel you swell bigger inside of his hole when you scrutinise the array of faces forming on his countenance.

it wasn't even the first round and he already has you a smitten mess ― you couldn't help but dig your fingers deeper into the fleshy skin of his hips that has his legs looping around your waist for support.

he was beautiful like this, though, you thought, so much saliva coating the plumpness of his lips that guided you down memory lane of how this whole thing instigated in the first place.

it was easy to rile alhaitham up ― he was generally a man that didn't cop a lot of shit, but only did so, when using his whole body weight on you to stop you from ridiculing him. he was a large guy, so you expected something like this to happen since expressing emotions were arbitrary, depending on his mood.

he hates to be teased, and he especially hates it when its done mockingly. sometimes he's a brat, other times he's puny in your arms ― just like now. he's feeble and achingly sensitive under your manoeuvres because you know where all of his erogenous zones are.

it's easy. he was a simple man. with simple needs. all you needed to do was make him want you indispensably ― like his life depended on you and all the things that you did to him.

you lean back on your hindquarters, lifting alhaithams hips up that has your cock head inquiring the squishiness of his prostate. you stay there momentarily before reclining back into the bed with your arms looped around his abdomen, a wide smirk forming on your lips when you become comfortable.

he's on top of you now, hands stationed at each side of your adonis belt, panting, and giving you the most dirty look imaginable. yet, it failed to hide the evident red blooming across his cheeks.

he knew exactly the type of shit you were up to.

"move your slutty little ass for me haitham." you call to him from below in a bullish tone, lifting your knees up and spreading your legs, that has your thighs meeting his ass in an instant.

he keens from this action, a loud click of his tongue decaying into a small grunt, wet eyelashes fluttering.

alhaitham moves slowly at first ― probably somewhat readjusting to the new position and how your cock probed his walls meticulously.

"big."

you hear him mumble, lifting half of you out of him to grab ahold of your knees before slithering back down to meet your pelvic bone again.

you sift his leaking crown that was panorama of your gaze, then flicker it back up to meet his. that look in his eyes did unimaginable things to you ― if only alhaitham could see how he looked right now, maybe he'd feel some sort of shame for being a cock hungry whore for your dick.

and maybe, just maybe, teasing him would go so much easier.

after a while with your hands restricted under your head in view of his achingly slow ministrations, you grab his hips before slamming yourself into him.

he hisses from this action and collapses onto your chest, his nose nudging the cologne of your neck and it makes him tense up. his ear loosely bridged the skin of your lips, giving you leeway to whisper nasty thoughts into his head as you pound his hole.

"you can do better than that, whore."

"this hole of your is such a fucking slut."

"hmm? what was that? i'm not done with you yet. i haven't filled this belly of yours to the brim with my come."

"you look so pathetic like this, y'know?"

"stop complaining and just take my cock already."

"use your words."

it wasn't long before alhaitham came over the expanse of your abdomen and chest, mulling incoherents about how sensitive his tip was and how raw his ass felt with your cock stuffing it.

he reclined slowly, lifting himself up to gaze down at you with lidded eyes ― he was a big man, but that never stopped you from making him feel good.

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[nickgoesinsane]

the hunter who cried wolf

trevor belmont x werewolf!reader

cw: nsfw (minors dni), sub!trevor, dom!reader, amab reader, monsterfucking, unspoken consent, mentioned rimming, size kink, trevor is lonely, knotting, overstimulation, breeding kink, etc.

word count: 1040

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[tteokbin]

☆ xiao -> sub!xiao x dom!reader

content -> sub!xiao , voyerism, reader calls xiao “princess” and “good girl” but he still is addressed by he/him, choking, anal fingering, the girls are all futas, umm idk what else

note : btw this is not the exhibition fic i was talking abt, that one is still in the works. i love making xiao a slut.

one of my guy friends is always surrounded by women that’s eitheir his height (cause he’s tall) or taller then him, always cooing at him and playing with his hair and calling his name. he always visibly melts and giggles when he’s with them, just so infatuated with these warm dominant women touching on him..

i can just imagine this with xiao.. you and your friends coddling him when they come over to visit. he sits in your lap while you guys converse and giggle about past memory’s. he feels warm when your hands run up thighs and up his stomach under his shirt.

two of your friends start staring at him, mentioning how your so lucky to have such a cute little thing home with you all the time. He squirms from the praise, not spoken to him but to you as if he’s not even there. your hands move higher and scratch at his nipples. slowly circling the flushed buds.

the girls move closer to surround him, taking in his quiet sighs as your fingers tease him with no rest. soon his pants are tugged off along with his shirt. he lays spread on your lap with only his boxers clinging to his shaky thighs.

“he makes the cutest sounds when you pinch him right..” you unexpectedly pull at his nipples, hard, eliciting a loud moan from his throat. “here!”

they all coo and giggle at his reaction. his flushed cheeks and small hands pawing at your arms making them want to drag out more of his sweet sounds. he feels several pairs of hands feel all over him;

one pushes his thighs apart, exposing his small bulge to the rest of them. another pair rubs up and down his ribs, helping you tease around his nipples.

teeth nip at his milky thighs causing him to tremble and jump. whines never stop pouring out of his mouth, progressively getting louder with the more hands roaming his lithe body.

“ feeling good princess?” at your words he nods quickly. he could feel you smirk against his neck as you kiss and lick below his ear. you drag your hand up and place it around his neck, squeezing. “such a good girl, showing my friends how pretty you are.. making me want to show them what’s mine.”

xiaos cock twitches harshly in his boxers just at the thought of you fucking him so hard in front your friends, causing them to coo and giggle even more at his reactions. “please..” he whispers hotly.

the hand around his throat squeezes harder in its place, coaxing him to say what he wants. “ please f-fuck me master, g-guh— fuck!” choked out moans gargle out his throat, slim hips bucking up into nothing.

one of the girls drag down his briefs while the others hover their mouths over his cocklet. hot breathes and stifled laughs making him burn all over while your hand releases his throat.

xiao feels like he’s swimming. eyes barely able to stay from rolling into the back of his head. his dick is so sensitive he could cum any second now, your hot cock pressing into his ass doesn’t help either. they whisper his name in sultry voices, hands touch all over him, and a single one of their fingers prodding at his perked asshole does it for you.

“get on the floor baby, all fours.” it takes him a minute to slide off your lap-- his legs loosing all will to help him stand up, and he kneels into position. xiao bites his lip and almost whimpers in anticipation.

you kneel behind him and spread both his cheeks apart, watching his muscle twitch from the attention. leaning forward, you lick a heavy stripe onto his hole pulling a surprised yelp from his mouth. you circle around his puckered rim with your wet thumb. xiao unknowingly pushes his hips back into your hand, trying to help your digits sink into him.

globs of frustrated tears well up in his pleading eyes, practically begging for you to finger fuck him senseless while he presents his ass to you. he lets out a happy squeal when he feels your long finger slide into him. xiaos arms immediately give out and he collapses onto the floor, two wobbly knees left to keep him propped up. his eyes can barely stay open to witness the figures gathering around him.

the sounds of zippers and the smell of hot cock blur around him as you slide in another finger into his hole, distracting him from realizing what’s happening just in front of him. squeaky gasps constantly pour out his mouth as his hips pummel back to meet your thrusts, desperately trying to help the pass of your fingers prod at his throbbing prostate.

the girls each have their hand busy with getting themselves worked up. hands either down their pants rubbing their own bulge or stroking their dick to the delectable sight of xiao loosing his mind over two fingers. if he’s this cute just from a bit of prodding they can’t imagine how delicious he’d look getting filled to the brim.

“ O-Oh my archons!” xiao shrieks suddenly, legs trembling harshly as you suddenly thrust directly into his prostate. “please, please more.” he whines into where his face is smushed. his hips slam back into your hand trying to suck you in deeper than possible. a third finger slides in and xiao nearly faints from the pleasure.

he’s close, and it’s painfully obvious. toes curling squeaky moans rising in volume and his neglected cocklet drips precum continuously. so you don’t stop drilling into his spongy insides, getting off on the lewd squelch of his whorish hole. fingers pounding harder and faster against him with each plunge, listening to him babble unintelligible warnings.

normally you’d work him up until his highest peak and let him almost tip over the edge right before you’d slip your fingers out of him to hear his adorable whines. however, just watching your friends bore into him with ravenous stares makes you want to show off. flaunt that your the only one who gets to fuck him this good with just your fingers.

let them watch him erupt and claw for your cock to fill him up and ruin him. remind them he’s yours and yours only. reaching over to envelop him with your hand, you jerk his cock at a fast pace. your fist tugs tightly, already insanely slick with his precum making it all the more pleasurable.

xiao physically cannot utter a single word, instead going completely silent at the height of his orgasm before wailing extremely loud. bursts of hot cum gush out of his weeping dick. xiao moans with each spurt he trembles out, your fist still mercilessly tugging at his spent cock. sensitive bulging tip spitting out cum even after you let him go.

he immediately collapses onto the floor, desperately trying to take in heavy breathes of air after the most intense orgasm he’s had in the day. he’s so caught up with himself xiao hasn’t realized the looming shadows over him until he opens his eyes.

each girl harshly tugs their massive cocks over xiaos face. tainting his cute exhausted expression with heavy lust once again. everyone can see it swirl darkly in his eyes and he sticks his tongue out like the slut he pretends he isn’t. he can feel you line up your angry tip with his puffy asshole behind him and moans at the thought of being stuffed full from both ends.

xiao waits patiently with his tongue out, watching with droopy heart eyes as each of the girls near their peak. large amounts of thick cum squirt onto his face, landing on his tongue and long eyelashes.

“enjoying yourself princess?” you whisper hotly into his ear, slowly pushing your dick into his hole. xiao released a heavy whine of your name as his head drops down to the floor once again. he can feel his cock twitch sensitively but expectant underneath him. “ you didn’t forget about me, did you?”

he quickly shakes his head no and reaches behind himself to arch into a kiss. you taste the others on his tongue and bite him teasingly, cause him to break away with a small yelp. xiao silently moans when he feels you fill him to the hilt, throbbing veins snug against his plush walls already expecting you to fuck him silly.

“ let me show them who you belong to, alright princess?” you groan. xiao nods quickly in response, pushing back to press against your hips in hopes you’d ruin him sooner. “good girl.”

art credit: link

note : i love this artists style sm it’s so hot makes my (imaginary) dick hard 😵‍💫

[vampcubus]

GET PEGGED! | AOT

a/n: this is literally 5k words of pegging nonsense, most of these “headcanons” also include additional lil blurbs because i’m a psychopath.

characters: levi, erwin, reiner, bertholdt, floch, jean, porco, and armin.

warnings: nsfw!! MDNI, pegging, fauxjobs, dacryphilia, spanking, brat taming, spitting, a splash of mommy kink for armin and jean’s, strap referred to as cock because thats hot, men in lingerie, praise, degradation, all boys are subs here, female bodied reader, dom reader.

Levi Ackerman

—  He’s so grumpy about it leading up to it, grouching about how he’s gonna put you on stable cleaning duty if you do it badly. Shuts up real quick when you’re not only good at it, but it feels too good. Like it ruins him. He’s so out of control of his voice and his body, the way he arches into your thrusts, hands scrambling across your back and thighs, trying to pull you impossibly closer.

— Levi never thought he’d let himself be this vulnerable with anyone, but he thinks that about a lot of things that he now sees as routine with you.

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I came as fast as I could-

Anywho, Prompt 4 with Childe please!

[Amab/GN reader]

I thought about you inside me all day, what are you waiting for ? + Childe

dom!reader, sub!childe, gn!reader, reader has a cock, degrading, breeding, brat taming

Childe was looking at you up and down, adrenaline slowly reaching his mind when he realised that you were finally in front of him, both arms of each side of his face, making it impossible for him to go away from that wall. You removed a hand to place it on his chin, he looked at you in the eyes with a slight grin on his face. He was confident with what he wanted, never ashamed of expressing his horniness to you which was an aspect of him that you were particularly fond of.

“What are you waiting for coward ? I thought about your cock inside me all day~.”

You chuckled softly at how cocky he looked only to grab his hips, turning him around, stomach now facing the wall. His back instantly arched towards you, you traced his spine with your index making the ginger shiver under your touch. Taking your time with him was not your first motive that day, so you rapidly pulled his pants down, groping his ass in a way that made him whimper loudly.

“Already moaning like a fucking pathetic slut, have some manners would you ?”

“Make me.”

Childe laughed out loud, bringing a certain urge in you to shut his mouth for good. You placed your hand on top of his mouth, the other going down to enter two fingers inside him. Moans muffled by your firm palm that was already coated in his drool, you pulled out when you finished inserting four fingers inside his hole. He whined and wiggled his ass in anticipation when you stopped giving him stimulation, until you pulled your cock out to slam it inside Ajax’s hole.

He couldn’t stop drooling at how good your cock felt when you hit his prostate with each thrust, your whole length fitting perfectly inside him as if his ass was designed specifically for you to pound.

“What were you saying sweetheart ?”

You continued to fuck into him restlessly, your stamina shocking the poor man that tried his best to not fall down, due to how weak his knees were. Your hands were now holding his hips and Childe was babbling about how “he fucking loves your cock” and praised you for it. His hole was so tight and wet around you, making you moan slightly into his ear, the sound sending shivers to Childe.

You lifted his leg up, to hit a completely new spot. A spot that made his moans increase in volume, and a familiar knot form inside his stomach. His back was arched deep, his hands barely holding onto your arms, reaching for support.

“Please cum in me, please !”

“As you wish.”

Cum rapidly entering his ass, he also released over the wall with a long breathy whine. You let his leg go, and Childe almost fell down to his knees from the harsh thrusts you were giving him.

“Satisfied ?”

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I think that hot, slow sex with a needy sub that’s very vocal would fix me. Listening to the way my thrusts make their whines change pitch, finding the rhythm that makes their breath hitch just the right way, seeing how their moans for more get more desperate when I’m pinching their nipples or pulling their hair. Hearing them crescendo and then fall into low murmuring as I breed them nice and full.

[multifandomfantasies]

stray kids jerking off (18+)

word count: 3.5k

warnings: masturbation (duh); stray kids being gross boys (/pos); mentions of watching porn, sex workers, sex toys (nipple clamps, dildos, fleshlight), pillow humping and plushie fucking, filming, semi public masturbation, dacryphilia, breathplay, degradation, slight pain kink; some fantasies include group sex, member x member, cnc (quick mention in leeknow’s paragraph), oral, dom/sub dynamics. the author gets a bit delusional in the second half of changbin’s part, but it’s fine. reader is not mentioned.

this is pure fiction for entertainment purposes only.

bang chan

he wants to jerk off more than he really has time to, so for reasons of convenience chan has made a habit of getting off in the shower, usually in the mornings. at this point he feels like he almost needs it to really start his day. there’s something so comforting about locking the bathroom door and stepping under the soothing spray of the shower. the water doesn’t provide the perfect glide of his fist around his cock, but chan is more than happy to make do with it. chan shivers, half from the temperature of the water pelting against his back not having adjusted to his liking yet and half from the way his own fingers trailing his stomach, short nails lightly scratching over his thighs until there are goosebumps spreading on his sensitive skin. chan is always aware of the time crunch he’s in, so he can’t allow himself more teasing or exploring. morning wood makes it easy for chan to be quick anyways, it doesn’t matter that his thoughts are still slow and muddled because his body reacts to his touch just fine. even with the wall of sound the spray of the shower creates chan knows he’s just a little too loud when his firm hand around his half hard cock makes him groan with relief. it’s all routine from there, building a familiar rhythm with his hand against his cock, his other hand gently tugging at his balls to bring him along easier, feeling the pleasure build nice and steady until he’s knocking his head back and panting with the telltale taste of his impending orgasm in the depths of his groin and the tip of his tongue, then watching his release shoot against the tiled wall in tacky spurts before swirling down the drain between his feet as he lets the feeling of satisfaction settle into his bones for a moment. no one questions why chan always seems so flushed early in the mornings despite not necessarily being the one to take the hottest showers and chan is grateful for this little bit of peace, too.

↳ his dirty little secret: sometimes when chan feels really overwhelmed and tense, his go to jerk off fantasy is the thought getting gangbanged - with love - by people who know just what he needs. it could be random strangers in his fantasy or people he already knows and trusts in real life, it doesn’t really matter when all he can think about is all of them taking him apart and putting him back together again, overwhelming him in the best way and then slowly bringing him back down, making him feel exhilarated and humiliated and safe at the same time. chan likes how easy it is to get lost in fantasies like this and how nicely they have him cumming. it’s almost worth dealing with the flipside of having to come down all by himself after.

leeknow

minho makes a point it of masturbating with purpose. for him jerking off does not happen just to scratch an itch, it’s all about having time to make himself feel good and powerful and fully satisfied. minho likes watching rougher stuff, cnc and throat fucking videos. he leans against his door and imagines he is fucking someone’s face, his thick thighs straining as he viciously thrusts his hips to force his cock in and out of the tight ring of his hand. he’s not necessarily loud when he gets off, but anyone standing outside of minho’s door might hear his breathless moans of “ah, ah, ah” and whispered curses. he sometimes wonders if anyone has heard him fuck his fist before, trying to imagine how he would react to catching someone listen in on him. minho’s precum drips on his bedroom floor when he envisions cumming on a willing tongue and he just wishes he had someone he could order to clean up his mess for him. it never takes long for minho to burst right after that, balls drawing up tight and his body bowing away from the door as he jerks himself through his high, groaning with every spurt of his cum splattering on the floor.

↳ his dirty little secret: sometimes when he gets bored of imagining the actors from his favorite pornos or his recent celebrity crushes minho thinks about having his way with his members when he gets off. chan and hyunjin’s perfect lips. jisung’s small mouth. changbin’s eagerness. coaching seungmin through his fear of hurting someone with his braces and teeth. jeongin’s intense, defiant eyes. felix’s insatiable urge to help. minho imagines their faces streaked with his cum, dripping down their cheeks and cupid bows in the living room, strings it growing tacky in their perfectly styled hair backstage, pooling in the hollow of their pliant tongues until he lets them swallow for him. minho figures it’s just because he actually knows and has a connection with them that these fantasies make him cum harder than anything else. it’s not like he’s really that desperate to put his colleagues - his friends - on their knees for him. and yet, he can’t deny that his harmless little fantasies have an effect on him in real life. but if minho can’t watch jeongin’s throat move when he chugs water after rehearsal or chan sucking candy between his lips on a break anymore, at least not without feeling a tug that travels from his stomach all the way down to his balls, well then that’s just a weird coincidence.

changbin

he owns a fleshlight and he is kind of addicted to it. when it comes to getting off alone, nothing can beat the feeling of the slicked up, rubbery walls sucking in heavy erection. there’s excitement that comes with simply taking the box from the upper shelf of his wardrobe - all changbin’s prized possessions are hidden away just in case one of his curious members ever feels the need to rummage through his room. changbin likes teasing himself before getting to the main event, using his fingers to push more cold lube than necessary into the small toy, nipples hardening against his shirt and cock stiffening in anticipation as he feels around the rubbery walls of his well-used pocket pussy with the pads of his fingers. sometimes changbin gets himself so horny he can only think about getting off inside of the fleshlight - fuck the cleanup. with shaking hands changbin jams the toy between the footend of is mattress and the bedframe, a bit too low for him to fuck it without any efforts, but changbin has enough experience to know he can manage just fine if he bends his knees a bit. it never takes long for changbin to cum like this, hunched over his bed and pushing his needy cock in and out of the forgiving fleshlight in a brutal, mindnumbing pace. even though changbin relies on his toy almost every day, it still makes him groan and whimper like the first time. when he doesn’t have his fleshlight with him, changbin usually tries to get off by cupping both of his hands around his cock and fucking himself inbetween his palms and fingers, trying his best to put pressure around himself to mimick the suction of a pussy - real or fake - that he’s usually spoiled with.

↳ his dirty little secret: sometimes, especially when they’re on tour, changbin likes imagining he’s fucking a fan. maybe it’s someone who caugh his eye at a show, just a quick glimpse of their sparkling eyes and sweaty face in the crowd enough to spark something inside of changbin that he keeps thinking of it again now, when he uses the time where everyone else is sleeping to unwind. changbin likes edging himself on nights like this, imagining being the best fuck for someone who already dreamed of - already knew of - him being this good. it feels amazing to him, being worshipped for his skills, both on stage and in bed. and even if it’s only in his head it has changbin’s body shuddering with a full-body orgasm when he finally lets himself cum to the thought of his pretty admirer begging him to cum inside. changbin is very aware of his image, which things he should and shouldn’t do - but sometimes he can’t help but seriously wonder how many warm bodies could be available to him if he wanted them. and that thought has him ready to get off again.

hyunjin

he prefers a drawn-out, sensual experience over mindlessly chasing a quick orgasm - even though hyunjin sometimes can’t help but get desperate too. hyunjin is very receptive to sensory play and he likes toying with himself almost as much as he likes others doing it. hyunjin loves how his nipples pebble between his fingertips, how his stomach caves under his own teasing caresses, how his thighs tremble when he smoothes his hands over them. he loves how ice cubes make him jump and whine, how pinching himself makes his hips buck upwards for a split second, how tying a blindfold over his eyes makes any type of stimulation on his cock feel so much more intense. hyunjin really gets into letting himself get lost in different sensations that make his breathing pick up and his balls tighten with delicious pleasure, rutting his leaking cock against a soft pillow while his fingers scramble to close around his own throat or scratch barely noticeable welts down his sensitive skin. hyunjin gets loud just before he cums, always on the edge of being overstimulated from the anticipation of his orgasm and he can’t help but shudder and moan, a drawn out sound that lasts as long as his high before ebbing off into a whimper with the aftershocks of his playtime.

↳ his dirty little secret: hyunjin likes teasing himself even when he knows he can’t get off right now and definitely has played with himself during meetings and rehearsals. barely noticeable of course, just barely teasing his tip through the fabric his pants because it feels so nice, subtly adjusting himself just to get a bit of friction without letting anyone see he’s half hard. hyunjin has to lock himself in the nearest bathroom get off immediately when there’s a break or his meeting ends. there’s no more time for setting the mood or pretending there’s romance in the way he tugs at his cock over the open toilet when the past half hour of frustration from his own teasing and the fear of getting caught by someone even now catches up with him. hyunjin almost feels disappointed when his little game with himself ends in a choked off sob and his cum hastily flushed away, but there’s a different type of fun in returning from the bathroom with his lips bitten raw and his spent cock sensitive beneath his bottoms, a noticeable reminder of what he just let himself do every time he moves.

han

han jisung gooner agenda. if he weren’t so busy, jisung figures he would be playing with his dick all the time. it’s too easy to get him going, but it’s the worst when he’s scrolling through nsfw twitter. just looking of course, but immediately getting swept up by the hentai clips and masturbation challenges and especially the audios that tell him to just let go, just keep watching, to get addicted, to keep thinking eith his dick. it never takes long for jisung to feel himself ache and strain beneath his sweatpants, by now he never fights the urge to pull them off with his boxers and leave them in a messy heap on the floor while he clicks on the next clip and wraps his free hand around his leaking cock with a hiss. jisung is hyper sensitive even to his own touch though, which is a good thing that makes him feel euphoric and pathetic, but makes jerking off pretty overwhelming for him too. he tries edging himself so he can feel the good part of it longer, torturing his sensitive, aching cock with the rising and ebbing of almost reaching an orgasm but not quite, brows furrowing tightly every time he almost can’t stop himself from blowing too early when he touches himself just right. ultimately most of jisung’s jerk off sessions end with him cumming twice. the first one happens almost unexpectedly, while he’s still trying to hold his orgasm at bay and just can’t do it anymore, body arching upwards and his flushed cock twitching in his fist, his other hand scrambling to clamp over his mouth in a futile attempt to hide his gurgled scream. he’s usually far more gone, overwhelmed and sweaty drooling into his pillow when he’s nog whimpering desperate, overstimulated sounds into his empty room by the second one. his hips instinctively keep grinding against his blanket even after he’s milked himself of the last pathetic dribbles of cum, still chasing the friction against his raw cock until the pain gets to exhausting for him.

↳ his dirty little secret: jisung spends money on sex workers who will degrade him. it’s not a bad thing, jisung knows it isn’t and he likes that he has the money to indulge in services that feel more comfortable and personal and intense for him. but it despite being very open with how fucking horny he is, he keeps this part of his endeavors a secret because he knows most of his friends wouldn’t understand. he’s not interested in hearing comments like “why would you pay for content when it’s all over the web?” or “why are you paying so much for someone to talk to you when you can just pay someone to fuck if you’re that desperate”. jisung knows what he wants and what he needs. and the short, mean audios that are only meant for him that he gets for his money are more than enough to do his head - and his poor cock - in.

felix

he is a sight to see when he gets off, even if he doesn’t realize it to the full extent. felix is always pretty and he knows it, he’s very in tune with which angles are the best to bring out his features, which expressions are the most charming for his face, hyperaware of his visuals - even when he’s getting fucked. this is different. in the privacy of his own bedroom, felix doesn’t have to worry about what anyone thinks of the faces he makes when he indulges himself. felix likes the way his jaw slacks when rubs over the sensitive head of his cock, how his brows furrow when he circles a finger around the rim of his greedy hole. the sounds he makes just for himself in thise moments just spur him on to make himself feel better, the low groans just as much as the high whimpers - as long as he can let himself be free and vocal with his pleasure it’s just another testament of how good he’s being to himself. felix likes how he moves around his bed too, feet rustling his sheets when an onslaught of perfect stimulation makes him squirm and kick, his toes curling into the soft fabric when his body draws tight like a bowstring when he gets close. and then there’s his orgasm, powerful and mind-numbing because felix knows just how to keep touching himself and when to stop to guide himself through beautifully. felix likes having sex with others and he doesn’t want to go without it for too long, but there’s nothing that can beat the comfort and relief he gets from taking care of himself.

↳ his dirty little secret: felix likes using toys but he is very meticulous about hiding them them from the others - not as easy of a feat as you expect, simply because of how many items felix owns at this point. he just likes the added sensation that something as simple as clamping his nipples or sucking on a pretty pink dildo can give him. there are many things felix has bought for himself that he hasn’t even dared to try out yet, from outfits that seem too ridiculous now that he holds them in his hands to toys that he just doesn’t feel ready for yet - but some nights, when curiosity overcomes him, felix gives something new a try while he imagines he has a gentle but demanding dom pushing him to take more. felix doesn’t let himself get overwhelmed with pleasure too often, he can’t really overstimulate himself even with the help of his toys, but he always just cums so much harder when he’s made himself cry just a little.

seungmin

getting off is nothing too special, if you ask seungmin. it’s something most people kind of do, most people don’t talk about, nothing to be too dramatic or experimental about. seungmin lies it quick and easy, one hand down his pants, the other scrolling through his phone for inspiration to speed up the process - no need to use precious creativity on creating horny scenarios when everything seungmin could ever need to get him going is right there, on the little screen inside of his palm. seungmin thinks he might have conditioned himself to jerk off inside of his boxers when he was a teen when privacy was rare and time was rarer. he doesn’t mind that it’s still his favorite way to do it. the angle puts some strain on his wrist, sure, but the lack of free movement makes his warm and close over his stiff cock, the way the cotton rubs over his tip, the way he can feel his precum smear over the fabric - it’s all heaven to him.

↳ his dirty little secret: seungmin knows lots of people have them: hard kinks, gross kinks, fetishes they know have been hiding inside of them all along or surprising gut-punches of carnal lust. he doesn’t judge other people for theirs usually, but it’s just different whenever it’s him who gets blindsided with it, who gets caught up in a video that’s too much, too extreme, too strange - and instead of scrolling through the endless options of different porn the website has yet to offer his eyes linger a bit too long and suddenly this is what he’s cumming to, mouth hanging open in a silent gasp of disbelief and icky, overwhelming pleasure. post nut clarity has seungmin closing all of his tabs, deleting his search history and swearing off porn for a while. and still, somehow seungmin keeps coming back to those videos that feel so wrong - in more ways than one. seungmin doesn’t even want to watch those clips again, he tries telling himself. they’re too weird, too disgusting, too dark maybe - but all those thoughts do is heighten the feeling of anticipation and the prickle of shame when he types in just the right keywords “for the last time” again.

i.n

whenever it’s possible jeongin likes taking his time when he masturbates. he knows he has a pretty cock - people have told him - and sometimes he likes watching himself jerk off through a camera or his mirror, leaving the rings on his long fingers when he pumps his fist over his straining erection, watching the way precum leaks from his tip through the lens of his phone. jeongin likes getting completely naked, watching sweat building up on his face and stomach as he works himself up with quick strokes and the way his muscles shift as he tenses and squirms before finally cumming all over his lower stomach. jeongin doesn’t make a lot of sounds when he gets off, mostly lots of heavy breathing, biting down on his lower lip when he cums. honestly, he’s such a humper too, mostly his mattress because it’s just the right amount of firm friction against his sensitive cock, but he likes holding his pillow up against himself too, adding pressure with his hands while he ruts against it. whenever traveling lets jeongin have a double bed with two mattresses he forces his cock into the slit inbetween, fucking into the tight gap like a fleshlight until he can’t keep his orgasm at bay anymore. jeongin usually cums a lot - long spurts of pearly cum - and once he gets close he’s not too good at controlling it, leaking all over himself and the bed, so he usually does a lot of laundry no matter where he is.

↳ his dirty little secret: he has a habit of buying small stuffed animals and taking out just enough of the filling to force his cock inside. he quickly moves the little body of the toy up and down his cock, cheeks burning with embarrassment and arousal. jeongin can’t look down because of the shame, but the friction is so perfect to him. no matter how hard he tries, he can’t stop himself from cumming inside and ruining it entirely, turning the plushie into a soggy, defiled mess. at one point he gives in and just buys a fleshlight to put it into a bigger stuffed animal he owns. that night jeongin swears he almost sees heaven from how hard he cums.

[fairyofjaeyun]

you breed them ㋡

[3:16] now playing: back door - stray kids

[a/n] to clarify: reader is afab using fake cum from a strapon! I had a lot of fun writing this so I hope y’all enjoy it <3

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—chan ✩

it was a surprise. you had borrowed his laptop and found his porn stash. it wasn’t much, just the videos he really enjoyed, and one of them was titled baby boy gets filled with mommy’s cum <3. you just knew you had to try with him. chris has been needing a bigger dildo anyway and he loves when you have a trick or two up your sleeve. so the next time you pegged him, you waited until his chest was heaving from his orgasm to at look him beneath you with evil written all over your face. “my turn,” you lean in and whisper into his ear before releasing the pearly liquid inside him. chan gasps, his body tensing as he’s filled up until suddenly another round of cum spurts from his tip, joining the puddles that were already on his abdomen. “oh my god,” he pants after finally coming back to reality. “you should do that more often.”

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—minho ✩

surprise, surprise. minho’s being a brat. you’d dragged him into a random public bathroom and locked the door, then pushed him against the sinks. he laughed at you as he watched you unzip and pull down his jeans through the mirror. “it was that easy?” you spanked him and pulled down your own pants to reveal the strapon you were already wearing. “you’re gonna wish it wasn’t. now keep quiet and look at yourself.” minho rolled his eyes at what he thought was an empty threat. this is exactly what he wanted—how is he gonna regret it? little did he know that the dildo was filled with fake semen waiting for your click on the remote, and about 2 minutes in to you pounding him, you let him have it. minho’s girlish moan breaks off into a gasp when he feels the liquid inside him, now suddenly shy. “what’s the matter, slut? I thought you wanted it.” you taunt him and fill him up with more liquid. it’s now dripping and spilling onto the floor, along with minho’s tears that occasionally splash on the sink. he feels so embarrassed, but this is what he wanted; for you to fuck him and let everyone know that he belonged to you. the breeding was the icing on the cake.

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—changbin ✩

you were putting those muscles of his to test by making him ride you. you watched as his thigh muscles tighten everytime he lifted himself up from your strap, occasionally grabbing onto them and giving them a squeeze. but you were also testing his restraint by making him edge himself until he had your permission to cum. “that’s it, baby, keep going. make mommy breed you.” changbin keeps riding you, occasionally pumping his cock and letting out frustrated groans when he has to stop or slow down his movements. your encouragement is what keeps him going—and the thought of being bred. “mommy’s cumming now,” you tell him, and he bounces on your cock faster, making skin slapping noises echo throughout the room. changbin whines when he feels it hit his walls and sees it leak down the dildo onto your straps. “so pretty,” you coo, then grab his cock so he could cum too.

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—hyunjin ✩

“fuckkk,” hyunjin cursed. he was close. you could tell by the way his hands balled into tight fists in the cuffs and his moans broke into whimpers. “sounds like you’re ready to be bred,” you chuckle. he whines at your teasing, and pushes back on your strap, impatiently. you spank his ass, “fuck yourself then.” instantly, he starts rocking his hips back into you to chase his orgasm, his moans increasing in volume. “please,” he whines, “fill me with your cum.” you laugh again and spread his ass, “as you wish, darling.” hyunjin peers over to watch you the best he can through his disheveled black hair, whimpering when he feels cum spill out of his hole. “you made a mess, hyunjin. be a good boy and clean it up now.”

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—jisung ✩

it was so filthy. the sound of lube squelching everytime he bottoms out the monster dildo, the sound of his asshole gaping when it reached the tip. not only did han hear it, but he had to see it. he watched you jab the dildo in his ass from beneath him, your hands firmly on his hips as you lifted him up and down; the bulge forming in his tummy. he felt so small, so fragile, and so completely helpless. his mouth could barely form words at his orgasm approached, and it was the perfect opportunity for you to take advantage of the fake cum dispenser. as soon as he felt the warm liquid fill his insides, his voice broke into a gasp that ends on a long moan as his own cum shoots out onto his stomach.

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—felix ✩

the little bells on his cat ears clinked and jingled with every thrust. felix’s arm buried in the sleeve of his pink sweater, his blonde hair tussled in different directions. “my poor kitty is so needy,” you say after he pushes his hips back to meet yours. “please,” felix whines, “please fill me up. I wanna hold your kittens, please!” he nearly screams, tears spilling onto his sleeve. “you want my kittens, baby? okay, love, I’ll give you kittens.” and with a push of a button, cum is squirted inside of him. felix whimpers as the thick liquid covers his walls and spills out of his hole, his own cum followed afterwards.

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—seungmin ✩

your puppy was in heat. constantly touching himself and humping everything, including you. obviously, his only cure was for you fuck him and stretch him out, and it was also the perfect opportunity to try out something he’d recently brought up. by now, seungmin had came three times. puddles of semen had collected underneath him on the floor. his thighs were shaking from the overstimulation, on the brink of collapsing every time you teasingly entered him only to pull out. “good puppy, taking me so well. I’m gonna give you my knot.” seungmin moans and his thighs shake once more. you continue to thrust into him, picking up the pace until his legs give out and he chokes on his moans then give him your cum. you make sure the strap is as deep as it can go, making him clench around the toy momentarily before relaxing and spilling cum from his hole. “mm, so full. I want more.” you were in for a long night.

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—jeongin ✩

“you’re mine,” you growled in his ear. he was spending too much time with his boys, and not enough time with you. even at home he was yelling and hollering at them over his mic. how is that fair? “I’m sorry,” jeongin cries, his eyes fully filled to the brim with tears that rapidly spilled down his red cheeks. you’re fucking him so fast, he couldn’t stop the moans and sobs from flowing out of his mouth, especially when he could see the anger in your eyes while he laid on his back. “sorry isn’t enough, I need to breed you so you know who owns you.” more tears stream down jeongin’s face, his mouth getting dry from his jaw being slack. “breed me, mommy. I won’t forget if you breed me, I promise.” you push your hips inside as far as you can—balls deep—and jeongin yelps, “I know you won’t, baby,” then fake cum is released in his ass. he’s overstimulated, and his hips fly up and his dick twitches out his orgasm. cum now drips onto his stomach and out of his ass. “there, now you’ll always be mine.”

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[nickae]

✿ 。 ׄ ׅ twt links with genshin impact characters 。 ׄ ׅ ✿

cw; explicit content, sub characters, twitter p*rn videos

- diluc; playing with his pretty cock while he thinks of you

- childe; fingering childe as he whimpers and screams desperate

- ayato; using and punishing ayato's ass with a fucking machine while you watch him cry with pleasure.

- xiao; cute puppy that sucks your cock very well

- albedo; spanking, groping and fucking your cute boy hard while he's moaning like a girl

- thoma; slutty thoma dressed as a maid while touching himself and filming a video for you

[welcomemisery-deactivated202601]

fingering shu? fingering shu. this is indeed self indulgent, hence the length. minors don’t interact.

— who. sub shu itsuki + dom gender neutral reader. — info. somewhat public play. (dressing room) fingering. male penetration. slight feminization. (calling ‘em pretty girl) shu’s not-so-secret praise kink. shu wearing lingerie. will proofread in the morn.

you could barely make out what’s going on out front because shu’s moans were loud, so loud. and the more you open your mouth to sing praises into his ears, they get even louder.

you didn’t complain, you couldn’t. darling was enjoying himself. why would you?

“you know we have no choice but to buy this now, pretty girl?” is what rolls of your tongue, hot and teasing. his ear were burning red.

shu lets out a shuddering breath. “can’t you.. c-can’t you just be quiet?” he makes an attempt to grimace, knowing you could see his reflection from the tall dressing room mirror, but instead looks like a pouty cat. as he always did when he attempts to grimace or scowl at you.

at first glance, shu doesn’t seem like the type to try this in public. hell, speaking to him, shu doesn’t seem like the type to try anything. shu rarely likes to hold hands in public, so really it came to be a huge surprise when he was the one that brought it up. the idea of trying something in public.

you don’t know what exactly had possessed him into wanting something like that but you’re definitely not mad at it. if anything you’re on you’re knees, silently worshipping ‘em.

despite all that, it wasn’t supposed to go like this. this way. it was planned to be a bit more tame for your first time. tame like simply making out, grinding. tame.

instead you’re knuckles deep in his ass.

“hmm don’t wanna,” says you. “but i definitely can finger fuck you faster.~” and so you do, using the strength in your right hand to pump two fingers in and out his round ass.

only the last bit of lube from your mini travel-size container and his greedy hole made it easy for your fingers to graze, to massage every inch within his walls.

it wasn’t your fault.

it was shu’s actually.

you tagged along to this private clothing store under the impression of wanting to spend more time with him, doing what he enjoyed.

shu itsuki was the one who made those ‘fuck me’ eyes while posing, teasing you in some lacey wine colored lingerie that hugged his body and complimented his skin like it was made for him — lacey wine colored lingerie that’s he’s decorating with his precum.

it really wasn’t your fault.

arm beside his head, chin on his shoulder — you’re able to see him gritting his teeth with his face screwed up in unadulterated pleasure. cheeks just as rosy as the tips of his ears and the front strands of his hair sticking to his moist skin.

so beautiful, so delectable even while fucked out.

“s’good and pretty for me. s’pretty.” you praised. in awe. he was so fucking beautiful, his pornographic expressions alone was sending you pivoting.

shu sniffles. shaking his head. denying.

“yes you are. s’good and s’pretty. my good boy.” right after you say that, the pad of your fingers touch his prostate, a whine so wet and so lewd spills from his plush lips.

shu gets quite careless when he’s indulging. quite selfish. he has no care in the world about his surroundings. don’t tell him to keep it down because he’ll snap, don’t remind him that you’re in a hotel, he’ll snap.

just let him focus on his own pleasure. that’s the only way to keep him pleased. that and fucking him senseless.

itsuki, like the slut he proved to be, fucked himself on your fingers, rocking back and rolling his hips almost how he does when you’re wrecking him. this way your fingers abused his gspot much more often, sending him closer and closer to the edge of his orgasm.

“oh darling~ careful.” shu whined in response, matching the rhythm you set.

you’re quite lucky that the clothing store was private, only allowing scheduled appointments to visit and shop for handmade lingerie. however, lady luck wasn’t all that much on your side since it wasn’t employee free.

you had no idea of what the elderly women that welcomed you in could be thinking about you two right now and honestly, you don’t even want to dwell too much on it.

instead, you think about how bad your arm burned with the exhaustion, ready to give out and rest but shu’s polished fingers digging in your left arm and body jolting against you fueled you to keep going. you knew the telltales signs when he’s about to cum and those were some of ‘em.

biting your lip in frustration, you was raring to go. raring to lay him down on your king size bed, floral duvet and ravish him until the only thing that comes out of his mouth was jibberish. and the more you thought about it, watched his face contort, hear his pretty moans — the throbbing got worse. shu was doing more to you than you’ve thought.

your eyes drop down the mirror to see shu’s wet cockhead poke through the lace panties. you licked your lips, more than intrigued. the poor thing, confined and twitching, it was as if it was begging for release.

more focused on eye fucking his pretty cock, you didn’t realize shu came with a lip biting moan and amethyst eyes rolled into the back of his head. his head hit the mirror with a soft thunk as he pants.

in slow thickly rolls, cum drags down the plushness of his thighs while your fingers slowly fuck him through his orgasm. shu’s body trembles, legs quickly giving out before he forces you to hold him up.

it was until he whimpered out of too much stimulation that you carefully pulled your fingers from his raw entrance. pleased and content at your first public play.

now back home for bedroom play. ♡

[domreaderrecs]

guys i’ve been living a lie i think im a switch 😔 only for hot buff women tho,, they can bully me all they like im on board