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hi it's me solar!
i'm in my 20s
this is my library account for nsfw including dark fics :)
mindbreak with asmo....🤒
Xavier wants you to take what you need content: ovulation, morning sex, pussy job
You wake with your thighs rubbing together, seeking the friction that had eluded you in your hazy, heat-filled dreams. Buried under his soft sheets with your face in his pillow, you're surrounded by his warmth and familiar scent, whining and rolling your hips into the mattress.
Half-coherent and driven by need, you shift, flopping your head to the other side to view your boyfriend. Xavier's soft lips are parted slightly, deep, even breaths escaping him in his peaceful slumber.
"Xavier," you mumble, poking him, tugging at his loose, white t-shirt.
He hums, fingers gliding up to hold yours, but otherwise doesn't stir.
"Xavierrr," you whine, nudging his shoulder, then shaking him gently until he grunts, brows furrowing before his eyes slowly blink open.
"Mm?" Xavier hums in question, long lashes fluttering, blue eyes glazed over and softening when you're the first thing he sees. His jaw goes slack when he lets out a yawn, and you bite your lip, warm with affection at seeing him all sleepy and cute. His voice is deeper, thick when he asks you, "What is it?"
You try to stifle your grinding against the bed, but he pulls you close, going for those habitual early morning snuggles. You hiss when your throbbing core brushes against his knee, trying not to whimper or grind down onto it.
But he senses your restlessness, gaze honing in on the not so subtle movements of your hips, your little jolts under the sheets. Xavier tilts his head, bangs falling across his eyes as he smirks into the pillow.
[💄]
Thinking about being a rich, sexy vampire lady's blood bag.
Laying on her lush canopy bed as she feeds from you, the high quality duvet being gripped between your fingers.
The smell of her expensive perfume with just a tinge of iron.
Her perfectly manicured nails trailing up the other side of your neck and idly playing with your hair.
Gazing dazedly at the way your blood mixes with her red lipstick when she pulls away.
A little light headed, you lean forward, eyes trained on her lips that turn up just a little at the action.
Licking her lips, she meets your pleading gaze with light condescension.
"You want my lips?"
You automatically nod your head and she pushes you down onto her plush white blanket and crawls up your body until she hovers right over your face. She lifts her skirts to show you her perfect pussy.
"Fine, but only if you ask nicely, pet."
idk what comes over me but everytime I hear caleb en voice i get the urge to fuck him
thinking abt caleb losing a lot of weight post-explosion but then reuniting with mc and as their relationship develops he gains it back and then some...
Somehow, through many heavy favours called on, you had gotten old footage of Price when he had first joined the SAS. A young man in his mid twenties, no beard, running drills with his fellow rookies. It's absolutely delicious. So of course you have to share it.
Sitting sideways in Kyle's lap. One hand shakily holding your phone as the video played. The other two fingers knuckle deep in your cunt. Curling with a slick noise every time John smiled at the camera. All out of breath and sweaty. Kyle had an arm around your waist tight, keeping you close while he stroked his own cock. Both of you getting off together watching the old video.
"Fuck he's so hot..."
Kyle only moaned in response. Squeezing his cock from base to tip, spreading precum down his length with each stroke. Picturing getting manhandled by this younger, fitter version of his favourite captain.
On the video John doubled over panting after a sprint. A bright grin on his face. Laughing with someone off screen. When he stood he tugged off his shirt to wipe the perspiration from his forehead. He looked incredible. Missing the layer of fat that you loved to sink your teeth into. Just lean muscle and raw power. You adored John now, wouldn't give him up for the world. But what you would give for just one night under this man shown before you.
Kyle cursed softly at the sight. Nearly bucking you off his lap as he fucked into his fist. Moans loud as he came. Thick spurts of cum coating his hand, thighs, and your phone. You gasped in dismay as little John was covered.
"Kyle! You ass! Clean it!"
With a pout you shoved your phone in his face. Making him clean the mess he had made. Biting down on your lower lip while you watched him lick cum off the low resolution image of a shirtless, younger John Price. And when Gaz's fingers found your clit your own orgasm washed over you. Thighs shaking, you forced your eyes to stay open. Desperately wanting to keep the memory of this forever.
You both sat there panting. Wrapped up in each other and basking in the afterglow of your climaxes. Once your body had stopped spasming you grinned. Reaching over to where Kyle's phone was propped up on a pillow.
"You sure he'll like it? What if he thinks it's weird." Kyle mumbled against your shoulder. Squeezing you tighter as you opened up his text chat with John.
"I'm very sure. He'll love it." You turned your head to kiss his cheek as you pressed send on the video you had recorded.
insane dream abt beel last night...if i ever write it it will not be posted under my name lol
Levi's face was a crimson red as you straddled his thigh, staring at him through your eyelashes. You wore only an oversized shirt and underwear. His grip was firm and sturdy against your hips. There was no way he was letting you go anywhere for the next three hours at least. A lock of his hair twirled between your fingers mindlessly. He admired you patiently, awaiting your next order.
You grasped his chin in your hand, watching the scales on his cheeks glisten in the light as you turned his head from side to side.
"Now, where should I kiss you? There are so many places..."
"Anywhere," He replied breathlessly, "Do whatever you want to me. I can handle it..."
You bit down on the inside of your cheek as Levi gently pulled your hand away from his hair to place a kiss on your palm. He stared up at you with pleading eyes, anticipation radiating from his body. The look you gave him caused him to place another feather-light kiss on the inside of your wrist. Your heart skipped a beat at the pure devotion in his eyes.
Your body leaned forward to kiss him, but you halted, “…Ah. I still have some lip gloss on, don’t I? You probably want me to wipe it off-”
“N-no!” He squeaked, lifting his leg slightly to keep you perched there. A surprised gasp escaped your lips, “K-keep it on. Please. I don’t care. Just st-stay here.”
A devious smile played on your features, “You want me to mark you, huh? It’s gonna feel sticky after a while.”
Levi let go of your hips, trailing his hands down your thighs, “That’s never stopped me before.”
A laugh of delight lit your face up. Mind made up, you leaned in again to capture his lips in a heated kiss. Levi couldn't help but sneak his hands under your shirt to grip your waist. He would die before taking his hands off your body.
You pulled away from the kiss to place more on his cheeks. Leviathan whimpered weakly, chest visibly rising and falling. Your head dipped down to his neck to continue, lip gloss quickly running out. A final nip to his collarbone made him gasp.
"I-I'm going to get carried away if you keep that up!"
You giggled sweetly, "That's the point, my love. You can touch me."
He squeezed your waist harder, "Like...Like more than I already am?"
Levi thought he ascended back to the Celestial Realm when you nodded. He still asked for your permission every time, no matter the fact that he had memorized every inch of your body. Hesitation was obvious on his face as he decided what to do with the green light.
You adjusted yourself on his leg, lightly whining at the friction. A lightbulb went off in Levi's head as he moved his hands back to your hips. With a firm grasp on them, he began to slowly grind you against him.
Your boyfriend watched you in awe as your expression twisted into one of pleasure. You laid a hand on his chest to steady yourself, "Mmmh, Levi. Just like that, baby..."
Levi's mind crashed at the way you said his name. He didn't know it was even possible to be this hard. The restriction of his pants was starting to hurt, and you took notice. Your free hand trailed down his stomach, dancing over the bulge in his pants.
"Pl-please, MC."
You couldn't help but smirk, "Please what?"
He mewled, moving your hips with more intent, "Please...please touch me."
A hum of satisfaction left your lips. You unzipped his pants, pushing them down just enough to have access to his cock. You barely brushed your fingers over the fabric of his underwear when he moaned desperately.
Your face grew hot at the lewd sounds coming from the Avatar of Envy. You'd barely touched him, and he was halfway to his climax. It would be a lie if you said you weren't, either.
"I might just cum from the sounds you're making alone," You half-joked, brushing your thumb over his leaking tip through the fabric. Another idea popped into the demon's head.
Levi effortlessly lifted you up and settled you right on top of his clothed cock. He didn't need to move your hips this time, as you started rutting on him the moment he placed you down.
Fangs left an indent on Levi's lip as he clamped down on the skin. You looked so stunning, sitting on his lap and incoherently moaning his name. His hands slipped under your shirt again, rubbing the sides of your waist.
"Do you- haaah- l-like that, MC?" He whispered, trying not to let his moans interrupt his speaking. It failed.
You nodded helplessly, squeezing your eyes shut, "You feel so good, Leviathan. Just a little more."
He shook his head, although you couldn't see it, "Use me all you want. If it'll get you off, do it. I'll never get enough of you."
You peered at his blushing face, eyes narrowed and swirling with lust. It nearly sent you over the edge. Levi bucked his hips up when you made eye contact, drawing a moan from both of you. His brows knitted together as he tilted his head back; you knew he was going to cum any moment. You squeezed your legs tighter around him in encouragement.
"Aaah...F-Fuck, MC!" Levi whined, reaching his climax right then and there. Both his and your underwear were a sticky mess, but that didn't stop you from continuing to grind on him. He squirmed in overstimulation, and you just smiled at him.
"You said to use you all I want. You can handle it, right? I'm not done yet."
Levi's lips parted in a wordless display of submission. He didn't even know if air was reaching his lungs. Your upper body was pulled forward as Levi buried his head in your chest, whimpering into your skin and squeezing you flush against him.
"Mmn, whatever you want, MC. I meant it."
How could you not indulge?
feeling very h word about beel wearing a wedding ring rn need to work it into my wip
bet it would feel good as fuck to be in prone and mating press with caleb after he's been bulking
!MDNI: JJK Men x birthdays
content - brief allusions of dad bods, explicit, what the jjk men receive on their birthday + what they give on yours, restraining, foodplay, teasing, submissive men yum, worship, exhibitionism, double penetration, roleplay, spanking, slight cuck!Nanami, somnophilia(?), it's all consensual I promise
an - for @chosos-lesbo ^^ had no idea how to incorporate dad bods into this properly so they're briefly mentioned here and there <3
Not proofread ALSO DON'T PUT FOOD NEAR YOUR PRIVATE AREAS THANKS
ᡣ𐭩 G. Satoru
recieves
LAP DANCE LAP DANCE LAP DANCE (+ strip tease hehe). You’re moving so, so sensually, flashing the skimpy lace that just happens to be the same colour as your man's eyes. Satoru’s got one hand palming his fattening length (like a real perv), a lazy but appreciative look in his eyes as you’re planting. It’s not long before he’s sprawled out so nicely for you, your hands on his heavyset thighs (which you swear have recently grown thicker). Satoru can feel you kissing down his chest, and your fingers gently raking through his happy trail (which you begged him not to remove), until you’re finally engulfing his cock into your mouth.
Alternatively, you’re bent over in bed. You can feel your face burning as he takes in the sight of your ass covered in frosting and sprinkles, and a candle nestled in your puckered hole (the thought makes me wince but I’m referencing a specific video with this and just had to include it)
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HE’S the one covered in whipped cream, strawberries, sprinkles. There’s a big FAT arrow drawn on his pubic bone, leading down to his cock. He contemplated sticking a candle in his pp hole I don’t think Satoru’s into sounding. There's also a cute pink bow tied around his dick, straining because of how fat his length is. It's stained with precum, the fabric dark and tempting you to unwrap him.
Satoru also makes you sit on his length when it's time to open gifts. I don't know why but it's so him. It starts off with you cockwarming him, your pussy occasionally clenching as you eye the various trinkets. In Satoru's eyes, the actual gift is the way his softening hips are rolling up into you the more presents you unwrap.
ᡣ𐭩 G. Suguru
receives
You're oiling him up. Full body massage with scented oils and your increasingly nude body on top of his. The feeling of your smaller hands gliding so lewdly all over his glistening body has him sporting an erection. He's noticed an increase in your sex drive due to the fact there's an added weight to his body. It's delicious when Suguru can both manhandle you the way he wants but also grows red with effort due to the fact that he's no longer as lithe as he used to be. But you wouldn't have it any other way.
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Dare I say both a collar and a leash. Suguru's always known how much you crave being on top. His idea of the perfect gift (outside of the various pieces of expensive jewellery and clothing) is giving up his control and offering his entire self for you to use on your special day. Suguru could easily push you away, even if the muscles in his body are softening the more time that passes. But he doesn't. He insists you pull at the rope attached to his collar and tug as you ride his face/cock.
I'd also pair this with a shrine/bed setup (?) that he made all by himself. It's a pretty thing, low lighting and candles, flowers and portraits of you set up in an organised manner around your shared bed. You're the centrepiece, the star of the show as he worships your entire body.
ᡣ𐭩 S. Ryomen
receives
Unlike Suguru who offers himself to you, you're the one offering yourself to your king. Sukuna's incredibly greedy, which has become incredibly obvious after the years of indulging in you. He's still massive, believe me. But those hulking muscles have both melted and increased in size. For your husband's birthday, you've given him a feast off of your own body. There's sticky honey drizzled all over your tits, which he greedily laps up. There's the finest wine bottled up beside you, which Sukuna happily pours all over your cunt before eating you out like a starved beast of a man.
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He fucks you on his throne. You're the only one allowed on there (apart from him, of course). If you want privacy, Sukuna will adhere to your request. If you want an audience, he's even happier to spread you out before them. You're locked in full nelson as the 'pests' below you keep their head down, taking in the sounds of your husbands twin cocks plapping away all snug and deep.
Double penetration was another request you had for your birthday. It meant your husband would spend more time prepping you, eating you out and burying his thick fingers knuckle-deep inside of you (in both holes) before stuffing you full.
ᡣ𐭩 N. Kento
recieves
Some good old roleplay, where you pretend to be his perverted assistant. You suck him off under the table in the privacy of his home office, slick noises and garbled mewls leaving your lips which were stretched around his length. You swear it's grown fatter since he became so preoccupied with work and your growing family. You slide onto his thigh also, lips inseparable as you feverishly try getting yourself off on his thigh. It's Nanami's birthday, not yours, so he's quick to correct your selfish behaviour with a belt wrapped around his heavy fist.
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An identical toy, completely resembling his cock. Nanami doesn't like it when you feel lonely whilst he's away. You've got complete freedom on your birthday to give your husband a show and play with the dildo. Yeah, it's not as good as the real thing, but this is how Nanami satiates the slight fantasy he has of seeing you pleasure yourself on something that wasn't him. It gives him a sense of superiority knowing that you could only truly feel good with only him.
ᡣ𐭩 T. Fushiguro
receives
A raunchy video. You've compiled all of your recorded encounters with Toji and sprinkled in some sessions where you're alone and needy without him. It'd be a waste not to watch it with him, so you do just that with both of you mutually touching each other. He's got one burly hand sliding not-so-discreetly into your underwear, whilst one of yours palms him through his boxers. Naturally, Toji suggests you recreate it. He's the birthday boy, after all, and you'd be a fool to deny the man who's been drunk off baby fever the chance to be called daddy.
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Wakes you up with his mouth. You said once that you wouldn't mind being woken up with a tongue flicking against your clit. Toji hadn't been able to rid himself of the thought and your birthday was the perfect opportunity to give his birthday girl exactly what she wanted. With two strong arms holding your thighs open, Toji's lapping feverishly and sucking your aching clit into his mouth. When you eventually awake and lift the blanket, you're met by the sight of your husband's cheeks hollowed, eyes so blatantly lidded as he grows more pussydrunk by the second.
Kinktober/Gaztober day 20: watersports
Omorashi, desperation, piss kink, piss drinking, relief denial, forced pissing, public sex (no one sees them)
You slurp the last of your coffee, obnoxiously letting the noise linger because it makes Kyle's eye twitch.
He grimaces, and you giggle into your cup. You've got a full day planned, a street market in the morning and taking the big linens to the laundromat in the afternoon, maybe grab dinner while out, and you're loading up on caffeine to prepare. But when you stand up to put your empty cup in the sink, and mention needing to stop in the bathroom before heading out, Kyle makes a funny noise, and wraps his arms around your waist, chest pressed to your back.
He mumbles something, and you stroke his arm. "Baby, what? Is something wrong?"
His head tilts a little. "....maybe you can try...holding it..?" Your brow wrinkles. Holding- your pee? Kyle mouths at the side of your neck. "Just been thinking a lot about your, uh, accident in the car. About how hot it was, seeing you all squirming around." He slips his hand up over your breast, flicking the nipple with his thumb, just enough to make you aware of the sensitive skin.
Oh. You feel the little clench of your pussy at the memory of how turned on Kyle was, the way he spurted come over your lap while you sat there, soaked and shaking. And you're not going to be at home where there's a toilet down the hall.
You turn and kiss him, feeling his dick against your belly, where the pressure in your bladder is just going to grow.
"Yeah, alright. I can do that."
ᨓ 。Laying Zhongli's infertile eggs as practice. (Inspired)
Zhongli leaned over you, eyes lidded as he gazed down at your pained face, pressing a soft kiss against your forehead, "Breathe, my heart." He says gently, moving your hair out of your face.
"C-Can't 'Li.." You whine, fingers clenching tighter around his bicep, as you feel the peak of the hard egg emerge out of your dripping pussy.
“You’re alright,” Zhongli insists, rubbing the back of your head, “You’re doing so well, just a bit more..” He coos, his free hand sliding down your stomach to hold rub your clit gently.
“Mmh—!” You bite back a pained moan, “Please get it out, ‘Li..” You beg, the egg stretching you out like crazy, possibly even more than his cock did.
"Just push, sweet thing." He responds to your pleas, and that you did.
You pushed and pushed, clinging onto Zhongli even tighter, leaving cresent shaped marks from your nails on his skin, another pained groan escaping you as the egg slipped out with a soft gush, landing on the blankets beneath you, slick from your pussy connecting you and the object still.
"A-Ah.." A soft moan escapes you as you gather your bearings, your pussy clenching around nothing now.
"Good job, sweet thing.." He coos, pressing another kiss to your forehead, feeling the beads of your sweat dampen his lip.
The egg was as big as your hand, shiny and glistening from your slick.
It was obviously much tinier than a human newborn, so how tiny would the baby be inside?
As if reading your thoughts, Zhongli speaks up, "The baby would be rather small now, but once it hatches, it grows in the span of a week to the size of a normal baby."
"Right.." You nod, still winded, picking up the egg in your hands, looking it over, eyes widening at the thought of something of this width inside of you.
Zhongli chuckles at the sight of your eyes widening, "Realistically, that's only the size of the egg when I first lay it inside your womb. It grows a couple inches when the time comes to lay it."
Your eyes widen more, mouth agape, and he just cheekily smiles, slipping out of the bed.
"You did amazingly for your first practice egg." He remarks, "I'll run us a bath."
He walked out of the room, leaving you alone, the sound of the water hitting the tub from the bathroom filling your ears, the weight of the egg having you glance back down at it.
It wouldn't be too bad to have a real baby..
Your new roommate is kinda pathetic, not cause he's a divorced dad or anything, but in the sense that twice now you have come home after work and found him whimpering as he jacks off on the couch in your living room. Standing with your bag hanging off your shoulder, shoes half kicked off as you unintentionally watch him bite down on his fingers and squeeze his knot while he cums. At least he makes sure most of his cum ends up on his shirt and stomach, but still, you aren't exactly expecting to see that when you come home.
You have told him that he should do that in his bedroom, and not on your couch, but still, you have walked in on him already, palming his crotch in the afternoons most weekdays.
Maybe that's why he ended up divorced? Too randy or something, not that you care.
There is also the slightly awkward fact that his kids come over every weekend, two young kits that amble around your apartment and ask all kinds of questions, peppering you with interesting facts they learned at school. Clambering onto your couch, tails too fluffy for their own good as they ask you to brush their hair or help itch their ears that look too big for their heads, you know they will grow into them, but for now, they are slightly comical.
You don't mind the little ones as much anymore, mostly since they have started to call you more than just 'daddies roommate'.
But the adorable little fox kits aside, their dad is still kinda pathetic. When it's just the two of you in the apartment, he looks like a kicked puppy when dinner comes around, sulking and whimpering at you about sharing your dinner with him, as he doesn't know how to cook. You'd stared him down and told him to learn, making him help you prep your meals if he wanted to eat them with you.
Coming home from a long day at work and yet again you find him on the couch, but this time the TV is playing some random porno, but the main star looks suspiciously like you, turning to chew the sad fox hybrid out for once again pulling this stunt you stop, words dying as you find him nose burried in the shirt you'd soaked with sweat earlier in the week, rather than a reaming at him you wait till he opens his eyes and looks towards you.
Snearing as you call him pathetic to his face, turning away just early enough to miss the whine he lets out as he cums, ignoring the text you get from him later as he apologises for doing that again, but immediately afterwards sends you a photo of his cock and the shirt from earlier pressed under his still drooling length, promising that he will wash and return the shirt before the weekend.
Your roommate is truely pathetic, and you like him like that, not that he needs to learn that just yet.
Day 24 Closet
Rating: 18+ MDNI
Pairing: Mephistopheles X F!Reader
CW: Hand job, semi-public sex, closet, mild degradation, brattiness, exhibitionism risk, clothed sex, grinding, dry humping, grinding, cuming in pants, being caught, almost choking
Word count: Roughly 1.8K
A/N: This time you're stuck in a closet with Mephisto and things get heated.
Masterlist
lifestyle dom asmo....