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hey boob so i was sitting on my drive home from work and started thinkin about being kuroos leedle babyâŚthat he desperately wants to knock up :( so he has you quit your job so you can come visit him in the middle of the day so he can nestle his cum deep inside you as many times a day as physically possible what do u think
carter youâre so sexy for this mwuah
minors dni
warning: breeding, manipulation, mention of ovulation, spit kink, being a cum dump for kuroo, daddy kink, kuroo is a piece of shit (lovingly)
âThen quit.â
You groan, eyes wandering over the carnage of your workplace. Your coworkers had been giving you shit all day, piling task after task onto you despite your huge workload. Customers had yelled at you, you were hot and sweaty, the weather outside was shit too. Everything that could go wrong was. So when you finally begged your managers to give you a ten minute break, you called your boyfriend to vent or else you felt like you might cry in the bathroom.
But heâs giving you what you didnât need to hear. Well⌠you do want to hear it. You wanted to hear TetsĹŤ agree that this was a shitty job and you didnât deserve the treatment. But quit?
âI canâtââ
Tetsu says your name in the same whiny voice you give him, laughing quietly into the receiver. âYou can quit. You should quit. I can take care of you.â
He can. You know this. Youâve clenched your thighs tight at the sight of him swiping his heavy card without batting an eye at the price, youâve squirmed in your seat trying to relieve that pressure on your throbbing clit at the sight of him dressing in expensive suits each day for work.
âBabyâŚâ His voice is deeper, lower. You know the game heâs playing, youâve heard this voice many times throughout your relationship.
You sniff, feeling the weight of your shitty day finally bringing tears to your eyes, âYes daddy?â
âCome over. Let me make you feel better.â
So itâs how you found yourself in his office, your jeans shoved down to your ankles, TetsĹŤ still had his dress shirt on with his own dress pants down to his ankles too, as he thrusted into your pillowy cunt. Kuroo tastes of the lunch he just had, iced tea and the sandwich you made him this morning. His hands hold onto the fat of your hips as he fucks up into you, his tongue silencing your moans as best as he can despite being too loud himself.
âMy good girl, so good to me.â He mutters against your lips, breathlessly needy for more. Kuroo feels his lower belly burn hearing how desperate you are to cum again, and he slows down.
âNo, no, no!â You whine against his skin, your hands tug at his hair and you catch his wry grin. âPlease, daddy. Iâm so close!â
âI know,â he coos teasingly. âI just remembered something, and if you answer honestly you get to cum. Okay?â Kurooâs lips are sweet when he kisses you, and his heart swells hearing you hum in agreement.
âAre you ovulating?â
You stare at each other, and with your chests pressed against so tightly you know he can feel your heart thumping hard. His eyes are dilated to hell, flickering back and forth between your swollen lips and your glossy eyes. You swear to god you feel his cock twitch when you nod. A couple of months ago, you both decided that it might be time to start having a baby. Sure, youâre not married yet, but your married friends ask you both for relationship advice so you might as well be. But you both have been so goddamn busy, and you know that even though Kuroo works more, he was never as tired as you were when you came from.
But now youâve quit your job.
Tetsu starts to thrust into you again, slowly, deliberately grinding his cock against your sensitive spot. You whimper again under him, eyes fluttering shut.
âNo,â he grabs your cheeks with one hand and forces your head up again. âLook at me as I fuck a baby into you.â
You try to keep them open, you try to say âyes daddyâ, but his fingers squeeze you tighter and heâs forcing your mouth open.
âI'm gonna fill all your holes before my lunch ends, howâs that sound?â Before you can nod, heâs spitting a thick glob of saliva into your open mouth. He misses only slightly, you can taste him on your tongue and you can feel his spit dripping onto your lips and down your chin.
You are certain of two things about your boyfriend. He wants a baby with you, and he always keeps his word.
summary: all the gifts he sends you get put to the best use
warnings: afab reader, afab parts, sex work (camming), sort of sugarbaby/sugardaddy relationship, d/s dynamics, daddy kink, sexting, dick pics, kenma has a lot of power over reader despite them not knowing who he is (basically pavlovs reader), dubcon (ish? i guess? not really, just in case), use of toys,,,,
word count: 1.1k
a/n: part two!! this one is lighter on in terms of smut and is a filler chapter really, but itâs setting up some things for the next chapter :)) as always if thereâs something youâd like me to tag just let me know !Â
part one // masterlist // tell me anything!
You have to bite your lip to stifle your little giggle, fingers flying over your phoneâs keyboard as you race down to the lobby of your apartment building, where another package from daddy is waiting, excited to race upstairs and tear it open to use in time for your next stream.
summary: kenma has a favourite hobby, and it happens to be listening to you beg
warnings:Â afab reader, afab parts, sex work (camming), sort of sugarbaby/sugardaddy relationship, d/s dynamics, daddy kink, kenma has a lot of power over reader despite them not knowing who he is (basically pavlovs reader), dubcon (ish? i guess? not really, just in case), use of toys,,,,
word count: 2.2k
a/n: thank you @keishinsloveâ for fuelling this i owe you a phat smooch! thirsting over kenma has turned into my first series! also yes the title is a reference to pavlov pls appreciate my genius (/j) as always if thereâs something in this youâd like me to tag just drop me an ask xo
masterlist // tell me anything!
Lighting - check. Decoration - check. Set up - check.Â
You sigh gently and lie back against your pillows, thumb and pointer absentmindedly picking at the lacy hem of your panties as you hit your mouse with the heel of your foot, pasting a sweet smile on your face as the stream starts up.
Itâs not that you dislike camming - actually, itâs quite the opposite - itâs just sometimes you feel itâs a littleâŚ. boring is the wrong word, too strong for the way you feel about it. Maybe monotonous is more like itâŚ
written for: daichi, osamu, ushijima, atsumu, aone, bokuto, and iwaizumi. i refer to the character as âheâ the entire time, so you can pick what boy you read this for.
warnings: smut, female reader (reader has a vagina, but is still gender neutral), hybrids, period sex (penetration), blood, unprotected sex, creampie, slight scent kink, breeding if you squint, soft/loving sex. please let me know if i should add anything else.
note: i am extremely nervous to post this, so please be kind if you have feedback. thank you, jacob, for beta reading!
tagging: @lovedaichi @introloves @kiyoobi
please read the warnings before continuing!!
âminors, do not interact.
daichi, osamu, ushijima, atsumu, aone, bokuto, and iwaizumi know youâre going to be on your period several days before you start because he can smell it on you. heâs not that great at talking, so heâll comfort you in other ways: heâll make sure youâre stocked up on supplies, and heâll be much more cuddly than normal because he wants to comfort you through what heâs seen can be so bad. at the beginning of your time together, this is the only time that your pup will relent with his typical begging to fuck you, because he doesnât want to make this any worse for you.
to relieve himself, heâd fuck his fist in the shower, ashamed and disgusted with himself because of how badly he wants you like this, how much more than usual he wants to fill you up with his cock. he wants to feel the wet, hot heat of your pussy and make it all better with every slow, deep thrust. he wants you to cum on his cock so badly, wants to make all of your pain melt away with his touch. and finally, when he cums with a whimper, heâll feel like heâs wasting the sticky wads of cum that wash down the drain because theyâre not going where they should goâcoating your insides.
it all comes together when youâre lying together in bed, him lying behind you with his arms around your torso and his nose pressed into your neck. his fingers press into the skin below your belly button, massaging you (as gently as he possibly can) although heâs quietly eager to make you feel good. you can feel his cock pressing against your ass, and itâs clear that heâs trying his best to ignore it by keeping himself distracted with rubbing your lower tummy. you turn over to face him, finding the desire in his eyes you were searching for, the desire that heâs too polite to ask you to help him with right now. heâs so well trained, really, and youâre proud of him for holding back. you both just need a little reassurance, thatâs all.
âbaby,â you say hesitantly, breathing deep when you see his eyebrows raise. âi want you, i want you really badly, puppy.â
âwant me? âm right here,â he pouts, his brain all confused and clouded by how nice you smell.
âi want you to fuck me,â you say shyly, putting your face in his chest when you feel his cock twitch against your thigh. your eyes meet his again before you say, âi need it bad.â
âbut youâreâŚâ he hesitates, thinking youâre only doing this to satisfy him. âreally want me to? wonât hurt?â he asks, nervous yet not opposed.
you reply, âit shouldnât hurt, but iâll let you know if it does, okay?â
âokay,â he answers, ears perked up. âgonna get towels,â he says, moving quickly out of the room to get the dark colored towels from the linen closet.
your sweet puppy is so excited to feel you like this for the first time that heâll be so much more gentle than usual. where heâd usually get a little lost in the pleasure, snapping his hips roughly into yours, this time he doesnât.
his head keeps popping up from your neck to check on you, asking ââs okay? feels good?â as he pushes his cock in and out of you, and the wet noises are like music to him. hereâs his baby, trusting their dumb puppy to take care of them, and he feels so happy to get to have you like this. blood smears across your inner thighs and runs onto the towels, but he remains steady, rocking in and out of you and so proud that youâre his. youâre not disgusting or dirty like this, youâre just you, and thatâs exactly what he loves about you. he loves how well you take care of him and heâs eager to do the same.
you smell so good all over, and he wonders if your sweet pussy tastes just as good as it normally does, but decides that he can wait to experience that for another time. this time, he wants you to feel good with him, and for your pain to ease.
and so he keeps fucking your pliant, soft, and warm body, cherishing every whimper as you can feel your constricted muscles relax. the previous sharp jabs of pain in your tummy are soothed by his all-consuming warmth, and your back stops arching from discomfort. your sweet puppy may fuck himself stupid most of the time, but he never forgets to rub your clit just how you like, sending more heated pleasure through your body.
with the way his fingers roll over your hardened little clit, unashamed of the blood that coats his fingers and so, so sweet in his attempts to help you, itâs not long before you feel a slow burning orgasm approaching. it feels like the subtle, growing intensity of being edgedâwithout the drop off of having the sensation taken away. your sweet puppy mouths over your neck, placing soft kisses onto the sweat-sweetened skin as he feels you clench down on him.
ââs so good baby,â he manages to babble. âfeel good for me, let me take it all away.â
as the thick fingers of one hand rub over your sex with practiced delicateness, his other hand guides the arch of your back as it lifts off of the bed. you feel yourself pulsing and rising against his beautiful chest as you cum, your breath and satisfied moans coming out in hot little puffs against his neck. your pussy holds his cock tightly as he cums deep inside, his lips finding yours blindly and pressing lovingly against yours. unable to stop himself, he groans lowly at the feeling of his cum leaking out already. youâre so full, so full from his cock and his cum that thereâs barely room for the white ropes of his sticky seed that pump out, and out, and out.
he pulls out slowly, trying not to disturb your body any further as he plops down next to you. your eyes have fluttered shut, mind sleepy with your release, but your puppy canât let you rest without cleaning you up. he wipes himself off with a towel, taking the cleanest one and wrapping it around his waist. he kisses your temple, saying a simple âhmm, be right back.â
with his big, strong arms, you feel him guide you to the bathroom where the tub is already filled. the air smells like soft cotton, clean and comforting and real. his hand holds yours as he sits down into the steamy water of the tub, settling you between his legs. your head drops against his shoulder, and he lets you be consumed by his care as he washes your body with loving hands. his palms smooth over your hair, shielding your eyes from the foam while he scratches lightly at your scalp, smiling when you hum at the feeling.
thereâs nothing abnormal about this, nothing disgusting about your body, the way it is, or how the water is tinted pink because he had to make sure you were comfortable. the shower can wash away the blood thatâs left, but it canât wash away the feeling of his hands cupping you in them and making it all feel betterâeven if only for a moment.
and as your body sleepily wilts against him for support, fully trusting him to keep you steady, his heart feels awfully tender.
Here is my contribution to the BNHArem hero/villain swap collab! Please check out all the other amazing creators here.
I finally managed to snag Bakugou for a collabđ This idea was originally gonna be a spin-off of Compliance but my mood has been so sad and soft all week and this is the result. I had Seether feat. Amy Lee - Broken on repeat while writing this and I got stuck in the feels.
Thanks as always to @katsukikittenâ for the support and love when Iâm feeling done with my writing.
âBreaking news. We have yet another report to add to the slew of attacks this month, this comes just days after we broadcast rumours of villains running rampant over the city. This spate of attacks has put the entire metropolitan area at a standstill, road closures and damaged property making it difficult for commuters to get to work in the morning. Road maintenance endeavour to do its best to keep the city running, but it seems futile when these attacks continue to increase. The entire city was brought to a standstill by the mysterious villain who has still not been named, but reports show they are nothing like we have ever experienced before. Where are the heroes now? Who will save us from the terror overwhelming our city? Every day the crime toll continues to rise and we have no one here to protect us. The Hero Public Safety Commission assured us earlier in the week that the crime rate would go down, that the top Heroes are out there protecting our city, but if so, where are they? Is it really safe to go out anymore, who can we trust? Would you put your life in the hands of a Hero today? When they have proved our streets are no longer safe. We still have no information on what is going on, or who is involved but we must remain observant. We will continue to report the latest news as we receive it, but for now, we must implore you to heed the warnings of the city-wide curfew that is soon to be implemented. If anyone has any information on these occurrences in the city please send them to us or contact the police, you can remain anonymous. The safety of our citizens is what is most important, stay vigilant and donât go out unless it is absolutely necessary. One thing we know for sure: we can no longer rely on Heroes to protect us. The streets of our once-great city are no longer safe, we are no longer safe.â
Another night, the same story. You heaved a sigh as you pulled your blanket tighter around your frame, worrying your bottom lip between your teeth as you continued to stare at the television screen. The pictures blurring into hues of colour as your mind drifted, this had to be the sixth time this week youâd heard the same dulcet tones, mirroring variations of the same story each time.
Where are our heroes now?
Gone.
Hope had gone the day Dynamight had turned his back on the Hero community, or they turned his back on him. Either way, he was a mere shell of the man he used to be. Even after being in a relationship with the hot-headed blond for so long, it was never something you would have even considered happening. Maybe a story for your wildest nightmares, where youâd wake up in a cold sweat to realise that it had just been that. A horrible dream.
Except, it wasnât a dream. This was your reality now, a stark reminder that nothing lasts forever and promises are always made to be broken. The world lost Dynamight the day he lost his quirk, but you lost something far worse.Â
summary:Â when you have to work on katsukiâs birthday, he goes out with the boys to your bar. little do they know that the two of you are an item and bakugou hopes to get more than free drinks for his birthday.
cw: smut, fluff, light hand on neck action, spitting, protected sex (its a first for me), one use of slut, established-ish relationship, mutual pining, alcohol (he has three drinks but he barely gets buzzed), kirishima is a real bro, my bad humor
a/n: happy birthday to my number one husband, bakugou katsuki! this fic is apart of the bakugou birthday bash collab! everyone has been so nice and helpful and i cant wait to read all of their works! you can check out the masterlist here! And a special shout out to my beta-reader for really taking this fic to the next level. @winniethepoohloathesyouâ you are amazing and i adore you.
minors do not interact. this work contains mature themes and if you continue reading you have agreed you are willing to see such content
Bakugou can still hear his phone blowing up with notifications as he tosses it on the bed. Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari have been texting him all through his morning workout about going out for his birthday tonight.
Heâs never really put much stock into his birthday, but every year without fail, he always gets dragged out to some strange bar that Denki finds, usually having an absurd theme. Last year, he was dragged to a pirate bar where all the staff had eyepatches and talked with cheesy pirate accents.
This year, Katsuki wants to spend his birthday differently. He wants to spend it with you. The two of you may have only started seeing each other two months ago, but he canât think of any better way to spend his birthday than with you: making a nice dinner together and watching a movie that the two of you will never finish because halfway through, youâll end up naked in his bed.
Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Female!Reader x Todoroki Shouto
Warnings: Smut (18+), Threesome, Anal, Slight Choking
Word Count:Â 6.8k+
A/N: This is a collab fic for the Bakugou Birthday Bash! Please check out all the other amazing works here! Iâve been wanting to write this fic for months and months and i finally got around to doing it! Please let me know what you think! đ Also a big thank you to Jo @lady-bakuhoeâ for reading it for me & letting me know if everything flowed well đđ
Your apartmentâs quieter than usual, the only sound coming from the soft voices on the television. Neither you nor your boyfriend minded, two pairs of eyes trained on the screen. Bakugouâs fingers splayed against your bare legs, mindlessly caressing them as they laid over his own.
Although this is one of your favorite shows to watch with the blonde, your mind is rather preoccupied, âIâve been thinkingâŚâ
âUh oh, that canât be good.â Bakugou retorts, nose scrunched up as you launch one of your feet towards his complexion. He captures your ankle in his palm and snickers at the fresh pout on your lips.Â
âShut up, Katsuki!â You huff in frustration, âWhat do you think of Todoroki?â
a/n: I havenât written for my mha boys in a ridiculous amount of time. unedited.
âDid you have a long day?â
Katsuki doesnât reply immediately. Choosing to settle for snuggling deeper into your chest, groaning as your fingers card through his hair. Itâs not the first time youâve been able to feel as the tension leaks from his muscles. In fact, itâs concerning the number of times youâve been stuck in this exact same position, thinking these exact same thoughts. Heâs tired.
Each afternoon shift will end the same way because itâs usually the only time youâre around or awake when he gets home from patrol. He makes your cheat or stomach or thighs his pillow, his comfort. You never complain, even if youâre stuck in an awkward position for a couple of hours youâll stay because heâs a pro hero and heâs seen death with his own two eyes and youâre not and you have not. This is the least you can do and that fact keeps you up at night. How you can only offer him your shaky emotional support and maybe some physical comfort.
You think heâs fallen asleep at one point when his grip around your waist relaxes and his breathing evens out.
âI hate my job so much,â he says, startling you. âI hate that it exists. I hate that people need saving. I hate that there are so many fucking assholes going around wreaking havoc on otherwise innocent lives.â
Itâs a small rant but itâs enough to answer your previous question.
âI couldâve aspired to be a chef,â he continues. âBut I saw bad people doing bad things and grew up wanting to be a good person who stopped the bad people. But I couldâve been a chef.â His breathing is a little erratic now, his back rising and falling with each rapid intake of breath. You do your best to soothe him, one hand massaging gentle circles into his scalp while the other brushes along his spine. âI couldâve owned a chain of five star restaurants. I wouldâve named them something ridiculous but hard to forget. And I wouldâve cooked until my fingers were swollen and fucking ugly and then Iâd retired and die in my sleep. I couldâve had a mundane life, but I was somehow born into a time with people who were genetically coded to be fucking morons.â
You swallow around the lump that lodges itself in your airways. âKat-â
âDonât tell me they need me,â he interrupts you. âBecause thatâs the issue.â His voice is barely above a whisper now and it makes the hairs on your skin raise violently, youâve never heard him speak like this. âI donât want them to. This sounds so fucking stupid but I want peace. I want peace for one goddamn day.â
The silence that follows stretches for long enough that you realize youâd stopped moving.
âYou- you can cook for me,â you suggest and you donât know how thatâs the thing that breaks the tension but it does and his shoulder shake with his chuckle. âYou can cook until your fingers are swollen and fucking ugly.â
âYouâd hate them.â
âI mean maybe,â you giggle. âBut theyâd be yours.â
âI guess,â he lifts his head, propping his chin on your sternum to stare up at you. âThank you.â
âWhat?â you blink.
âThank you for listening to me,â he mumbles, eyes closing as he returns to his previous position. âAnd for not asking questions when I come home on days like these. Thank you.â
Youâve known Bakugo Katsuki for long enough that you can appreciate his growth. The shifting dynamic between the miserable middle schooler, the tormented teen and the man before you. Entirely different people who make up the man you love.
âYouâre welcome,â you smile.
You can almost feel the way he rolls his eyes when he asks. âDo you still need me to cook?â
katsuki finds heâs starting to like the way you whine.
katsuki bakugou x little sis!reader
2.8k words
cw; darkfic, 18+, sibling-cest, virginity loss, soft dom katsu, babie!reader, corruption kink(?), light degrading, somnophilia(?), one manga spoiler, unprotected sex, pwp.
whine, whine, whine.
thatâs all you ever seem to do.
ever since the two of you were kids, doing something as small as cleaning your room, brushing your hair or showering alone made you pout. and sadly, it was a habit you didnât grow out of, you still found ways to complain about things in your adult life; going to work, running errands, paying bills, and god, your brother couldnât stand it.
hewo there erobun once again! here's the third installment of my piece for the server collab Magic March! after this i have one more to go and you got it right, it's for hanamaki! i'll definitely get that one up on friday so please look forward to that. once again the link to the magic march masterlist is here! gosh...the way i had to really challenge myself with writing for matsukawa but im so happy that i finished it! hopefully you all like this piece and now...onto the show!
notes: again no one read this and im really happy with how i took on the challenge with having this type of reader. anywhores, minors do not interact with the nsfw! as usual there will be another note to notify you. thank you!
taglist: @honeykeigo, @keigobaby, @novvabeam, @toshidou, @yourtamaki, @suedebunn. if you would like to become a regular, go check out the taglist link in my bio!
a mysterious and sly king
a man that doesnât have many words but when he does? it commands everyone's attention, even if he talks about something that is silly or cryptic
not that many people could guess what heâs thinking, sometimes the only people who can are his three closest friends
royal colors? teal and white. some say that this is too bright for him yet for some reason they canât find any other colors that fit him any better than those two
A man like Matsukawa was and is not to be toyed with though
behind his kind eyes and his teasing remarks, a rough interior lives within him
the type of king that loves to play mind games with his opponents, loves toying with them to the point they feel as though theyâve gone crazy
he may look like heâs nonchalant about his kingdom but donât get it twisted. this man loves letting his opponents know think that he is stupid
as he likes to say to his soldiers when they ask him on why he does this, âoh you know, just makes playing with them longer even more interestingâ
the type of king that would have assassins available to him at a moments notice, which is actually how he met you
he called for someone that needed to act undercover at a possible traitor's house and act as a servant to see if there were any plans to overthrow him
you were the first to answer and honestly you were a little different from the others. very calm and collected rather than murderous and money hungry.
you were asking crucial questions that none of the other assassins would have asked. noting every single detail about the situation, the possible traitor, and what exactly you had to do to finish the mission
you were silent once he asked you if there were any other questions that you had or any concerns about the money or about the mission itself
all you gave him was a single shake of your head, bowed, and left with silent footsteps
did he glare at his soldiers, oikawa and hanamaki as they stared at your ass? yes because hello not in front of his salad my guys jesus christ
you gave constant updates to him. on how you were able to be sneak in as a maid and who was who within the entire household
not only that but within a month, A MONTH, you were able to weed out within the entire household on who were the traitors and who were the spies for the neighboring kingdom
when you came to report to him about your progress, did he get turned on? you know what, possibly because thereâs something about the authoritative aura you had around yourself as you talked about how you wanted to...hmm, dispose of them
when he was able to confront the traitors and...wanted to dispose of them, he asked if you wanted to do the honors. the way you grinned at him as you sashayed your hips in front of him as you took your sword outâŚ
oh he wanted to worship the ground that you were standing on as he watched you single handedly fought all of the soldiers and finally struck for the kill on the head of the household
the shivers that went down his spine as you turned to him, wiping the blood off of your sword with a piece of cloth you tore off one of the fallen soldiers
you were then asked by him if you would like to work personally for him and to his surprise you said yes
and so for the next 5 months you worked in the background for matsukawa, giving him your advice, helping him take out any enemies his kingdom had.
but most importantly you kept him sane. you made him realize that he needs to take a break from the dark side of his plans, he needs to rest and let others take the reign from him
you were the sanity that he needed, his rock to keep him afloat from anything and everything dark that could swallow him whole
yet you wanted the same. you dealt with dark actions with dark consequences every single day. he was the light at the end of the dark tunnel for you
both of you started to crave for one anotherâs presence when it got tough
soon seeking each other not only in the day but at night as well when the nightmares got too much
one night while lying next to each other, holding each other from the nightmares, he thought about how he wanted to be in your arms...forever
he looked up at you as you slept with no worries in the world and honestly with your arms around him, he felt like he could take on the entire world
did he wake you up from your peaceful sleep? yes. did you expect him to confess his undying love for you as you are trying to wake up? no
literally you didnât catch his confession until you felt his lips on yours
donât ask if you kissed him back, thatâs a dumb question bestie--OF COURSE YOU DID TF?!?
but what took you out was when he started to whisper on how much he was thankful that you stayed by his side, on how he wanted to stay by your side
âsweeting, please allow me to stay by your side⌠even if it has to be armâs length in front of the public. I do not care, love. just please allow me to show you how much i need you.â
NSFW, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
if heâs a tease in public, heâs definitely a tease in the bedroom
the type of man that likes to make sure that...all of the rooms he occupies is thoroughly âcleansedâ
loves the way you ride him, god he could watch you all day when you do. but when youâre riding him while heâs sitting on the throne?
the throne makes him much more animalistic. itâs the way he can say, or growl, out who you belong to and who is the one making you lose all control
does he sometimes lay you down on his throne and fucks you as you are surrounded in his royal clothing? oh yeah definitely
he especially loves it when you guys make love in his office. oh the noises you make as he slowly fingers you on his desk, whispering dirty promises into your ear as you whimper out
itâs the way you spread your legs when he kisses his way down your body
itâs the way his dick slowly rips you open yet making you feel full every time in any position that you are in
he loses the most control when youâre taking him all the down into your throat
he loves looking at the little bulge in your throat, squeezing softly sometimes as he moans out that youâre making him feel so good, youâre making your king feel so good
his favorite part to watch while he makes love to you is how your hips always tries to meet his
he thinks it's so cute when you move your hips to meet his, love show cute it is of you of trying to reach your next orgasm by using him.
he loves how you cry out to him on how you want him deeper when heâs already fully in you and slowly bruising your cervix
god, the way your tears fall down your face and your mind slowly being consumed by the thought of being fucked out by him
it makes him go crazy each time
heâs a very...well endowed man and so foreplay? man he will prolong it to the point heâs pulled at least 3 orgasms from you
do you complain though? no because the feeling of satisfaction of being able to take him in fully makes up for the overstimulation
and the way he takes care of you afterwards, wiping you down with a warm towel, picking you up to go and wash everything off inside your bath, and just cuddling you and reminding you on how much he loves you
oh, just be prepared when you guys have another go in the bath tub...he just canât resist you!
