𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬; Eren Jaeger, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirschtein, Porco Galliard, Levi Ackerman.
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲; you pulling different tik tok pranks on some aot guys.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; crack, suggestive 18+, different emotions, light impact play (only for Armin's), profane.
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬; I'm going to make a part 2 with other characters. Also the gender of the reader is neutral, I'm so sorry if I refer to them as a female by accident!
𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭; @mallang
Masterlist
𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐑
𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤; in this prank person 1 pretends to break up with person 2 to see how person 2 reacts.
— You had to start earlier on the day by just ignoring him or not really giving him attention (since this man knows every prank on the book)
— Eren is really dramatic, so you would've expected him to react that way. obviously that doesn't happen in this situation
— You set a camara on a coffee table right behind a pot of flowers
— You were sitting next to him on the couch watching Netflix and that's when you decided to start the prank...
— “Eren..”
Eren looked at you from the corner of his eye, he was really weird out by the way you were acting earlier since you don't really act that way, and it's now that you decided to give him attention? right when the best part of the movie was about to happen
“wait a minute, baby” he told you, his attention returning to the television
“Eren this is important.” you took a deep breath trying to add a dramatic effect “I want to break up with you”
Eren jumped with a big smile on his face “Oh my gosh! did you see tha—” the words stopped coming out of his mouth as his smile dropped when he processed your words
“what..?”
“i'm sorry, Eren. Everything has just been different, it just doesn't feel like it used to be”
Eren's eyes were watering at your words, what had happened to you both?
“Was it me? I...I bet it was my stupid overprotective self, I'm so sorry, baby. I promise that if you give me another chance, I will do better.” he pleaded grabbing both of your hands in his, kneeling infront of you on the couch
The way his voice was cracking was breaking your heart, but you wanted to go on for just a little more.
“Eren you don't get it, this is the problem, You're always trying to change decisions that I make or you just don't take my opinion on things at all and I'm tired of it!” you took your hands away from his and stood up, giving him your back so he doesn't see you breaking character
“Ohh... I'm—I'm really sorry for making you feel that way. If you want I.. I can leave”
— that's enough
— You would turn around only to find Eren looking down, his body trembling
— “Eren, baby. Look at me, it was just a prank” you laughed pointing towards the camara
— He would stay still for a moment, looking up at you with a tear still running down his cheek, before he chuckled and pushed you
— “Don't ever do that to me again, I thought I was about to lose you...”
— please hug him!
— After this he just has to teach you a lesson for scaring him like that 👀
— “You should've really thought about the consequences of your little prank”
𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓
𝐲𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐱; during sex person 1 is going to act unsatisfied and would pick the right moment to yawn to see person's 2 reaction.
— The blonde man isn't one to be fooled easily, he's smart as hell and can read people (especially you) like a book
— Armin was soo confused, what was he doing wrong?
— You seem to not be getting any pleasure from the way his moving his hips against yours
— You were trying hard to hold your tongue and not moan
— It was difficult since Armin really knew how to hit that sensitive spot inside of you
— When he started to go faster was when you decided to do it
You stretched your arms and let out a yawn while Armin's eyes widened looking down at you, stopping his movement
“did you just yawned?” he furrowed his eyebrows
your eyes widened with a fake apologetic look
“i'm so sorry Armin, it's just that you're not really hitting that spot today” you whispered
this man was deeply hurt, so he was doing something wrong
he was about to apologise and promise to do better when he remembered Jean talking about this exact same prank last month
Armin clenched his jaw, his now narrowed blue eyes looking down at you.
they were soo intimidating sometimes.
you laughed realizing that he knew, well at least you tried
“sorry Armin”
— oh oh.. You were in for it
“You think that you can just play with me like that?”
— His hand would come in contact with your cheek, not enough to leave a bruise but enough to leave a burning feeling there
“You fool”
— Good luck walking the entire week!
𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍
𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞; in this prank person 1 calls person 2 someone else's name to see their reaction to it.
— Jean.. oh this man is a blessing..
— He trusts you and you know it, but he can't help but let his jealousy take over him sometimes
— So you know what his reaction most likely will be
— You were sitting with him in the balcony. He was finishing a painting he's been working on for a while when you decided to do the prank
— You positioned the camera in an angle where it would take in Jeans reaction, and you had to be be careful to not attract his attention to yourself
— You stood up walking behind him, wrapping your arms around his middle
“Jean, are you almost done?” you asked him resting your chin on his back knowing how much he hated that
“Yeah, baby. You can stay there is comfortable, but can you take your chin off my back.” he politely asked turning his head slightly to look at you
“Why? You love when I do this, Eren”
— Frozen. That's his reaction to you calling him Eren's name.
“Did you just call me Eren?”
— This man took your arms off of him and turned to looked at you with a hurt look
“Do you do stuff like this with him?”
“no, no baby it's just a prank. see?” you told him pointing to the camera
— please apologize
— He will want to hold you and not let you go after this
— He's precious. Protect him. Is your new job.
𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐎 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐃
𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝; Person 1 tells person 2 this out of nowhere to see their response.
— Porco is a horny man, you know it
— You set up the phone camera infront of the tv while you and him sat a little away from it (enough for him to not notice your phone)
— You both were eating fruit together when you told him
“Porco, I'm in the mood”
— This man choked on the piece of mango he had on his mouth
Porco grabbed the water bottle next to him and took a gulp of it
“Right now?” he asked “where is this coming from?”
“You looked really hot licking that mango”
The hazel eyed boy smirked, winking at you
“Sure I'll give you what you want, come on”
— Porco started to stand up when you couldn't hold your laugh in anymore
“I'm joking, it's just a prank”
— My dude just stood there looking from your phone to you before rolling his eyes
“You can ask someone else for dick this entire week, I ain't giving you nothing”
— start apologizing. now.
— he might forgive you
𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍
𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝; in this prank person 1 calls person 2 infront of other people/another person to see their reaction.
— Levi is really calm, he doesn't care what you refer to him as long as it let others know that you're romantically together
— So he won't appreciate you referring to him as a friend in public
— You were both at a restaurant talking about what you guys wanted to order, when you decided to do this prank
— You were praying that this man didn't embarrass you infront of everyone
"Hello, do you already know what you would like to order?" the waitress asked looking at you both with a kind smile
"Yes, I would like the chicken alfredo pasta and my friend would like the same thing” you smiled back at her
“Any drinks?”
“Wine for me. they would like water.” Levi answered
“Your dinner would be here in a few minutes” with that said she left
— The look Levi gave you was scary
“Didn't you say that you weren't drinking tonight?”
he ignored you question, asking one of his own “Why did you say that?”
“Say what?” you played dumb
“That I'm just a friend.”
“ohh... I'm sorry, it just slipped” you gave him a awkward smile trying to not laugh
“It's this one of your little pranks?”
At that you let out a snort before full on laughing
“you damn brat, you do this bullshit and I'll break up with you. I wouldn't even think about being your friend” he said rolling his eyes
“sure, when I do this again you will be my husband! And I'm not signing a divorce” you joked
— You didn't see it, but Levi had a small smile in his face, his hand grabbing the small box in his pocket
summary: by squirming and unconsciously grinding your ass against his hips in your sleep, armin can’t help but release the tension he has accumulated for hours in a way you weren’t quite expecting.
content warnings: dark content, somnophilia, dub con, unprotected sex, stomach bulge, degradation and dirty talk, use of pet names, slight praising, creampie, cockwarming.
word count: 1.5k
Armin can’t sleep. Of course he can’t, with the way you squirm right beside him, cute ass bumping into his hard cock ever so often. It’s not like he didn’t try — Slowly shifting his position so he’d be less close to you. But as soon as the warmth of his body was nowhere to be felt, you’d start whimpering in your damn sleep like a stray puppy. So here he was all over again, suffering in silence, occasionally letting a grunt out here and there when he couldn’t hold back anymore.
He knows his hand will never be enough. His cock his so hard, balls painfully swollen… All because of you. It’s just like you’re doing this on purpose. But then, it hit him — The words you told him weeks ago. How it would be perfectly fine to you if he ever wanted to fuck you awake… In the middle of the night, or in the early morning. Words that definitely didn’t fall on deaf ears that day, now echoing in his mind as waves of relief wash over him.
Carefully, in the darkness, he wraps one arm around your waist, making sure to not wake you up in the process. He doesn’t want you to open your eyes until he sheathes himself inside you in one deep thrust, and this is the reason why he’s so meticulous with the way he frees his cock from its confine, gently pushing your panties to the side. Instantly met with the warmth and wetness of your pussy, Armin sighs, eyes rolling at the back of his head as he rubs the leaking tip of his cock against your slick folds.
Already so wet just for him? You sure planned this, there is no other way. His grip around your waist tightens, nose buried in the crook of your neck — He can feel your pulse, how stable it is. Your low breaths a heavy hint of your sleepy state. It’s only when he made sure his cock was coated in a nice sheen of slick that Armin pushed his hips forward in one swift motion, the latter crashing against your ass as he bottoms out.
There’s a gasp from you and a desperate grunt from him, eyes fluttering open and mouth hanging low. It’s such an unfamiliar sensation — Brain unable to process the informations fully, body struggling to find its way to awakening. But you can feel him in your throat, stealing the air off your burning lungs, hand pressing down the bulge on your stomach.
“Armin— what are you doing…” you sob, already overwhelmed and drowning in a sea of pleasure. Your question is silly, and you both know it: But it pulls the softest chuckle off his lips, teeth nibbling at your earlobe and fingers squeezing the flesh of your thigh.
“Don’t you know you’ve been a little whore for hours? Begging to be fucked even in your sleep, dreaming of my cock. You should thank me, I’m only here to give you everything you want, princess.” He whispers into your ear, lifting your leg up and locking it in place by keeping it in place with the fold of his elbow.
Blood rises up your face, fingers gripping the side of your pillow as Armin starts rocking his hips against yours. It’s no slow or tender, rather rough and desperate as his balls slap your ass with each thrust, spearing you on his cock over and over again until all you can do is babble and arch your back into him. Those little sounds you make are music to his ears, encouraging him to go even harder on you as you struggle to follow the rhythm he set.
“You’re gonna cum all over daddy’s cock, right?” he muses, tip of this tongue trailing down your shoulderblade. “That’s what you owe me.” Punctuating each word with a thrust, you feel the knot in your stomach tightening dangerously fast. The burning touch of his hand heading south, nails slightly scratching your flesh in the process until his fingers finally reach their destination — Your swollen clit that wants nothing be to be taken care of.
You don’t even know if it’s just because of him, or because your body refuses to be fully awake, yet you still nod, holding onto his right forearm for dear life. And when his slender fingers start rubbing your sensitive bud, head of his cock bumping into that special spot inside you, it’s when you come to the realization that you’re absolutely done for.
He can feel it too — From the way your body tremble against him, pussy fluttering around his length and moans growing more and more high pitched, he knows it’s only a matter of seconds before you tip off the edge. One more thrust, deep and calculated, and your mind goes blank. Glossy eyes and swollen lips, a single tear rolls down your cheek as you finally reach your high.
A strong and powerful orgasm that has your eyes fluttering shut, head lazily falling back and hips bucking against his hand. It’s a blinding pleasure, earthquake in the pit of your stomach and firework in your mind. Suddenly, all you remember is his name, strangled moans falling past your lips until your voice breaks for good.
And Armin would have killed to see a glimpse of your fucked out face in this exact moment. He would have done anything just to see that glassy veil on your eyes, the slight scrunch of your nose and the glistening beads of sweat messily coating a few strands of hair to your forehead. So he listens instead, and he feels too. He listens to your soft whimpers and heavy breathing, he feels the goosebumps running all over your skin.
“So good for me baby, so so good,” Armin hisses, struggling to fuck you with the way your walls are constricting his cock oh so painfully. But it’s the right kind of pain, one that has his growing pupils blown wide and hips stuttering. Pelvis flush against your ass and cock buried deep, he releases his load inside you in a few spurts of his hot cum, moan of both pleasure and relief falling past his pretty lips. It’s so much it’s already dripping down your inner thighs, cunt hopelessly pushing it outside as he fucks it back into you mercilessly.
And you feel so full. So full it has your head growing hazy and your body tensing. It pulls one last whimper out of your dry throat, thighs desperately trying to close to put an end to the overstimulation he has you going through.
With his arms wrapped around your waist, Armin peppers gentle kisses all over your shoulder, sometimes reaching for your neck and the side of your jawline. He waits for you to calm down, to fully come back to him as his hands caress your tummy in comforting slow circles.
“Can we… Stay like this for a bit,” you whisper, eyes already close and cheek buried in the soft fabric of your pillow. “Stay inside me, please.”
It took him off guard, raising a brow and opening his mouth only for a silent sound to come off it. But who is he to say no to his one and only princess after all, right? And if it can help you to stay still… He doesn’t have any choice but to give it to you.
“Of course. Try to sleep a bit, alright?” With one last kiss on your cheek, Armin pulls you impossibly closer to him, satisfaction flooding his mind only when your back is flush against his chest all over again. With his cock nestled in your warmth and your body against his, ghost of a smile stretches the corner of his lips as he closes his eyes, finally ready to sleep.
getting weak thinking of levi's reaction when he's making you suck his fingers and you take them deeper, maintaining eye contact while your tongue swirls around them. damnnnn
cw: minors dni, slight choking, heavy mentions of sexual intercourse.
levi's favorite position is always about you riding him. he can see it all: the arche of your back, your bouncing breast and the slow rolls of your eyes when he fucks you from below, hips crashing against yours and pulling the softest moans off your parted lips. and they're always so inviting — swollen and shiny: it could be considered a fucking crime to leave them untouched. and from how you are now, head thrown back and neck fully exposed, low-lided eyes and mouth hanging low, the filthiest of thoughts fill his mind, pushing him to do things that only you could be the cause of. intoxicated by the view, he doesn't think twice before shoving his index and middle fingers down your mouth, without a warning.
he's gentle at first, teasing your tongue with the pads of his fingers, firm grip of his hand on the back of your neck to keep you still. but when you grab his wrist to push his fingers down your throat, saliva dripping down his knuckles and walls slightly spasming around at the sudden intrusion, he swears to god he's losing his fucking mind. pupils blown wide and lips parted, he watches how good you are at sucking his fingers, muffled moans vibrating against his skin as you bounce up and down his cock.
they bump against the back of your throat each time, and he can't take his eyes off you: not when you look so debauched, on the verge of unravelling any moment. levi grabs a fistful of your hair, hips rocking against yours so fervently it has your body jolting forward. and if it wasn't for your hands pressed flat against his torso, you'd be flying god knows where, the strength of his thrusts enough to make it happen without a doubt. you look so desperate like this — tears rising to your eyes, strangled whimpers stuck in your abused throat and thighs trembling from either side of his body. a sight for sore eyes that brings him closer and closer to his high.
Oh!! Maybe you were not expecting this? Starting off, you are generally a really considerate person, but just tend to be more of a loner. Of course if you have friends you love them, but I assume that you are just more focused on other things in life. You have great motivation and big dreams, and you know what you need to do to achieve them. Don’t let others judge you based on your passions, you can do it. But try to let more people in. You keep everything very internalized, and hold onto your feelings of inadequacy(which can make you turn against others). People enjoy your company and the opinions you hold, but learn how to time it right. Sometimes it’s best not to say anything. You probably hold a lot of anger internally, but it’s just due to how critical you ca be(of yourself and others). And instead of letting out your anger out in a loud manner, you tend to show it through impatience, sarcasm and stiffness. Try to not be so serious in that way, maybe try being more spontaneous once in awhile. A basic idea you probably hold is that you are good if you do what is right. You have a mission in life. So you look for situations to be alone and more impersonal. You can potentially have a more elitist and condescending toward others. When you feel disappointed in yourself and others, ask yourself what standards you are measuring everything against? How do these standards effect you and the people in your life? You could also be really sensitive to criticism, because you already judge yourself so harshly. To escape self-criticism you try harder to achieve perfectionism. You hold strong integrity in what you do that is inspiring to others, you mean what you do and say what you mean.
Alrighty, first off, I’m sorry you get so much shit. You’re probably a bit obnoxious, and act overly confident… people are just jealous of you. Im not trying to boost your already large ego, im just calling it how I see it. But that isn’t necessarily a bad thing, you are just self-confident in yourself, and don’t mind being in the spotlight. All around you’re such a fun character to be around, and honestly such a goofball. Very social and talkative. I know you seem all scary and tough on the outside, because you can be more openly aggressive and confrontational than others. But on the inside you’re just a big dork. Don’t even deny it. I have a feeling your anger is just due to your feelings of incompetence? Which doesn’t make sense because you are really smart and talented. You tend to be more adventurous and have “big plans” in life. Try to understand why you feel so much, and do your best to not direct it at others. I feel like you can be really passive aggressive, and go off on your own if others annoy you. Understand that not everyone can understand the way you view things, and you should also try to get different perspectives on you problems. Don’t just jump to conclusions all the time. Have fun, but know when to be there for others. You aren’t alone in life. Dummy. Don’t fear dependency on others.
ironically my favorite character in haikyuu :’) lol 😝
no pressure tag !! @planetsano @arlerted @juniverses @honeyzawa @sunlightandsuffering @sems-diarie @ringpop-poppy @katsukeen @merminns @sluttsumu
Oh!! Maybe you were not expecting this? Starting off, you are generally a really considerate person, but just tend to be more of a loner. Of course if you have friends you love them, but I assume that you are just more focused on other things in life. You have great motivation and big dreams, and you know what you need to do to achieve them. Don’t let others judge you based on your passions, you can do it. But try to let more people in. You keep everything very internalized, and hold onto your feelings of inadequacy(which can make you turn against others). People enjoy your company and the opinions you hold, but learn how to time it right. Sometimes it’s best not to say anything. You probably hold a lot of anger internally, but it’s just due to how critical you ca be(of yourself and others). And instead of letting out your anger out in a loud manner, you tend to show it through impatience, sarcasm and stiffness. Try to not be so serious in that way, maybe try being more spontaneous once in awhile. A basic idea you probably hold is that you are good if you do what is right. You have a mission in life. So you look for situations to be alone and more impersonal. You can potentially have a more elitist and condescending toward others. When you feel disappointed in yourself and others, ask yourself what standards you are measuring everything against? How do these standards effect you and the people in your life? You could also be really sensitive to criticism, because you already judge yourself so harshly. To escape self-criticism you try harder to achieve perfectionism. You hold strong integrity in what you do that is inspiring to others, you mean what you do and say what you mean.
Ashkgklhavj pls it’s so scary how deep this hit me!
no pressure tags: @belavender @angelbeaniebby and anyone else who wants to join
Don’t act surprised. How are you? Oh wait, silly me, you have a fear of vulnerability and won’t tell anyone how you truly are. Covering up your true feelings with snarky attitude, being rude so that people won’t get close to you. So you won’t disappoint them.. so don’t they realize how hurt you really are inside. It’s okay to ask for help. It’s okay to not be okay. Don’t just brush off questions of genuine concern with deflection or a simple “im fine”. You’re generally good with people, and come off as confident or even a little cocky(even if you are suffering on the inside). You really are great at hiding your emotions, and people who aren’t close to you won’t even notice. I want you to understand you are good enough. You are doing so well. Don’t just place your self worth on what you do/make. Because no matter what, someone will love you for who you truly are. You fear being worthless, and only being worth your achievements. That no one will actually like you for you. I hope you can realize that you have people around you that already love you for that. Or that you will eventually find those people. Your suppress characteristics that interfere with your “desirability”, and feel your value comes from the ability to attract or dazzle others. You want to be liked and admired, and because of this tend to be highly competitive. Don’t repress your feelings. You become more identified with the image/mask you present to other, (the presentation of someone who has it all together). I know you feel so much, and thinking that they get in the way of your “performance” is idiotic. People will accept all of you, or none of you. Be sure to realize when you push down feelings, especially painful ones, because that will only hurt you more. Overworking yourself won’t help, it just take away any joy and emotional freedom you hold. Try to connect with yourself and your own feelings more. Write them out, talk with a friend. Be vulnerable, it won’t kill you. You really are a wonderful human, don’t be ashamed of your “ugly” parts too.
BUAHAHHA funny thing is, we both have ENFJ-T personalities… i SEVERELY relate to him and also this explanation (‘:,, help me
hehe no pressure!! @liashideout @lacheri @juniverses @onyxoverride @oblxvion @healpeony
Don't act surprised. How are you? Oh wait, silly me, you have a fear of vulnerability and won't tell anyone how you truly are. Covering up your true feelings with snarky attitude, being rude so that people won't get close to you. So you won't disappoint them.. so don't they realize how hurt you really are inside. It's okay to ask for help. It's okay to not be okay. Don't just brush off questions of genuine concern with deflection or a simple "im fine". You're generally good with people, and come off as confident or even a little cocky(even if you are suffering on the inside). You really are great at hiding your emotions, and people who aren't close to you won't even notice. I want you to understand you are good enough. You are doing so well. Don't just place your self worth on what you do/make. Because no matter what, someone will love you for who you truly are. You fear being worthless, and only being worth your achievements. That no one will actually like you for you. I hope you can realize that you have people around you that already love you for that. Or that you will eventually find those people. Your suppress characteristics that interfere with your "desirability", and feel your value comes from the ability to attract or dazzle others. You want to be liked and admired, and because of this tend to be highly competitive. Don't repress your feelings. You become more identified with the image/mask you present to other, (the presentation of someone who has it all together). I know you feel so much, and thinking that they get in the way of your "performance" is idiotic. People will accept all of you, or none of you. Be sure to realize when you push down feelings, especially painful ones, because that will only hurt you more. Overworking yourself won't help, it just take away any joy and emotional freedom you hold. Try to connect with yourself and your own feelings more. Write them out, talk with a friend. Be vulnerable, it won't kill you. You really are a wonderful human, don't be ashamed of your "ugly" parts too.
I love how the start said “don't act surprised” but I'am though.
no pressure!: @seraphdreams @wxstoria @weepinglevi
summary: having a sugar daddy is all fun and games until you realize he’ll never fuck you if you don’t do something. you have to beg for it, to earn the right of bouncing on his cock — otherwise you’ll never get to know the bliss of being fucked by mister ackerman.
content warning: implied age gap, use of pet names, dry humping, light bondage, oral & fingering (f. receiving), spitting, overstimulation, degradation, impact play (cunt slapping), hair pulling, unprotected sex, creampie.
word count: 3k
Two months. Two months since it all started, and still nothing from his side. Fresh flowers brought to your apartment every two days, hundreds of dollars sent to your bank account with a little note telling you to buy this or that, dates at the fanciest restaurants… Yet he couldn’t give you so eagerly wanted — Sex. You, who were so afraid he’d ask to fuck you on your first night out, are more confused than ever, as days go by. Why would he buy you so much lingerie if he never planned to see you wearing them one day? Damn. Why was he always so polite, always so distant.
It wasn’t your place to ask him to fuck you senseless… Or was it? The more you think about it, the more you can feel your blood boil in your veins, burning your skin and breaking your heart. It didn’t have to be that personal, yet you just couldn’t help it — If Levi Ackerman was so reluctant when it comes to touch you, you must be the problem.
‘Don’t you find me pretty?’ You break the silence set between the two of you, fingers of yours toying with your fork. Suddenly, the meal in your plate didn’t look as delicious as it used to, long forgotten as the metallic tool played with it for a matter of minutes.
‘If you weren’t I wouldn’t spend a single dollar on you.’ Straight forward, as expected from him. ‘And with the amount of money I’ve spent for your pretty ass, I guess it’s pretty clear.’ Levi adds, his chin resting on the palm of his hand, elbow flush against the glass table. Of course he noticed that something was wrong. As soon as you stepped inside, to be more specific. But would he ask by himself? Surely not — He isn’t your dad or your friend. Most importantly, he thinks you’re old enough to start the conversation.
‘So why don’t you just fuck me instead of playing the cool guy?’ You spit, fork falling in your plate in a loud crash — Metal meeting porcelain. If your words weren’t enough, then it’s probably the tone in your voice that made his eyebrows furrow. Maybe you shouldn’t have raised your voice, maybe you should have tried to act like he didn’t affect you one bit. But this man always knows everything, and hiding things from him has been proven useless, many times.
‘Ah. This is what makes you so angry, after all… Hurts your ego, princess?’ The raven head mutters, a single raise of his finger enough to dismiss the few domestics standing there — He didn’t need them to hear such an important conversation after all. Especially if you decide to throw a tantrum out of the blue. ‘Beg for it, then.’
Eyes widening at his words, you almost choked on your own saliva, taken aback by the sudden change in his eyes. It took you a while to understand he was absolutely serious, silver eyes boring into you until you no longer feel safe in this damn room. It’s a matter of seconds before you feel hopelessly small and vulnerable, teeth nervously nibbling at your lower lip and eyes avoiding his piercing gaze. But there is something so arousing in the way he’s staring at you. The way he straightens his back and waits for an answer, savoring the moment — You can feel it down there, how wet and hot you’re becoming, lace panties damp and sticky.
‘Please, fuck me.’ Damn you didn’t mean to look so desperate. Whimpering like this when he hasn’t even touched you yet, struggling to swallow your own saliva.
‘Come on, be a bit more convincing. You can do much better than that,’ he snorts, and that’s enough to have tears rising to your pretty eyes. He won’t give it to you so easily, and it’s now too late to step back. Of course you could just leave this huge penthouse of his, petty and angry. But that problem sitting so nicely between your legs won’t go away so easily, and he’s the only answer to it.
Putting away your pride for the night, you’re quick to get on your feet, only to kneel right before his eyes, arms wrapped around one of his leg, and cheek rubbing against his thigh. The sight is painfully sinful. So filthy it has his cock throbbing in his pants and his heart missing a beat. Mind flooded with the nastiest thoughts, Adam apple slowly bobbing in his dry throat, he watches you grind your hips against his black polished shoe, eyes fluttering open to meet his.
‘Please Levi, fuck me,’ voice just above a whisper, your chin is met with two of his fingers, the latter lifting your face up so you could see how dark his eyes got. How blown wide his pupils are — All just because of you.
‘I want you naked on my bed. I’ll be there in five.’ Levi mutters, loosening the grip on your chin until he’s no longer holding it. Eyes of yours brighten up at his words, and you’re quick to follow his order, stuttering a bunch of thank yous on your way out.
Saying you walked to his bedroom was an understatement — You literally ran to it, just like you feared he’d change his mind. And you were ridiculously fast at getting rid of your clothes, something he would have definitely mocked you for if he was there, witnessing it all.
But you know how to be obedient when needed, and this is why you’re sitting on his bed all nicely for him, eyes focused on the closed door, painfully aware of your surroundings. Excitation rushed through your veins when you heard his footsteps getting closer and closer. Your mouth salivated when you saw the doorknob slowly rotating.
All of this was nothing compared to the blissful sight he was met with once he opened the door. If he always found you pretty, you were nothing but gorgeous. He stood there, shamelessly staring at your bare body, from your beautiful face to the birth of your breast, your stomach and your exposed pussy — Glistening under the warm lights of his bedroom. It was worth the wait. It was worth the painful rides back home, cock hard as a rock, begging to be taken care of. It was worth waking up in the middle of the night at the thought of you, stroking his hard dick to soothe the accumulated tension.
He wants to ruin you. To wreck that perfect body until it’s clear as day that you’re his. And acting calm and collected becomes more and more difficult, especially when he’s met with those two eyes — Pleading and desperate.
‘On all fours. Ass up.’ Levi orders, and you comply. Cheek buried in the mattress, hands resting from either side of your face, you arch your back oh so nicely, ass in the air and legs slightly spread.
All you can hear is the sound of his hands fumbling with his belt, his pants falling on the ground, soon followed by his dress shirt. The mattress dips under his weight, his cock resting against your ass and eliciting the sweetest gasp off your mouth. His hands trap your wrists, bringing them to the small of your back and tying them together with his leather belt — That makes you frown, mouth opening to protest.
‘You’ve been bad, you don’t deserve to touch me tonight. Be good or I’ll teach you how to behave.’ Levi hisses, not giving you any opportunity to defend yourself. So all you do is groan, a quick nod of your head in approval.
The palm of his hands find their way to your ass, spreading your cheeks to have a clear view of your pussy — Covered in slick, eager to be touched and filled. So much better than the dessert waiting for him downstairs. Hollowing his cheeks, he opens his mouth enough for a ball of saliva to fall close to your fluttering hole, goosebumps adorning your skin.
’Such a pretty cunt just for me, I’m such a lucky man.’ If Levi wasn’t very chatty, he was now the opposite side of the spectrum. Cursing under his breath, praising you for having such a nice body and degrading you for being a needy slut. But all that shame that was burning your face vanished as soon as his tongue got his first ever taste of you, licking a long stripe up your clit, flickering the sensitive bud with the tip of it. It makes you gasp and writhe underneath, eyes rolling at the back of your head and nails digging in the palm of your own hands.
He’s all over the place, and that slowly drives you insane — Pinching your clit with his thumb and index finger, fucking you with his tongue and spreading your folds, always looking for more. But as much as he loves how sweet you taste, it’s the sounds you make that keeps him going. Whispers of his name, high pitched moans when he takes care of that particular spot of yours, breathless gasps when he dips a finger inside.
He can feel your walls fluttering, two knuckles deep enough for him to rub that spongy spot that has your legs shaking and your head spinning. And when his thumb draws tight circles on your swollen clit, you feel yourself unravel right before his eyes. With one arm wrapped around your waist, he has you trapped. You can’t go anywhere, even when you’re trying to squirm away because it’s all too much and not enough at the same time.
‘Levi… I’m gonna—‘ your voice breaks mid-sentence, the coil in your stomach snapping so furiously it pulls a soft scream out of your throat. You’re writhing and moaning, warm juice spilling from your tight hole only to be avidly collected by his hungry tongue. He doesn’t stop either, pumping his fingers in and out of you, lapping your folds and slapping your clit until you’re crying and begging him to stop, too sensitive to keep going.
But even in that state, you’re quick to realize he isn’t doing it for you, but for his own pleasure. Eating you out like a starved man, addicted to your whimpers and the way your back arches so prettily. It’s only when he’s satisfied with how messy your pussy looks, only when his sheets are drenched in your cum, your tears and your drool that he finally straightens his back, chin glistening and lips swollen.
You wish you could see more of him, the blurry view of his face through your watery eyes not even close to be enough for you. But when you try to speak, to ask if you’re allowed yo get on your back, all that spills off your mouth is a bunch of senseless babbles, and a pitiful hiccup. And that makes him chuckle. Evil man’s firm grip on your hip, free hand fisting his cock so the tip of it could slap your sloppy cunt. You whine and he smirks, collecting your arousal and teasing your entrance until you’re crying all over again.
‘Crying like a baby? My little slut doesn’t like to be played with? What a shame.’ And fuck how pretty it is, to hear you sob and cry because of him. That makes his cock grow impossibly harder, string of profanities leaving his lips when the head of his cock stretches your pussy. It’s so tight he’s wondering if all can fit — But he will make sure it will. There’s no way he would be satisfied with only the half of it. He needs to be balls deep in you, has to feel your walls around his cock, and the tip of it nudged against the deepest spot in you.
But there is no way you wouldn’t be good for him, right? So you take him just like he wants to, inch by inch, until he finally bottoms out with a low grunt. Heart vibrating in your chest, air stuck in your burning lungs, it’s like you can feel him in your throat, the veins adorning his cock grazing against your velvet walls and turning you into a whimpering mess. If he isn’t necessarily thick, his length makes up for it — It makes you see stars and lose track of time, pussy fluttering around him as you’re adjusting to his cock.
‘You’re so fucking tight. None of your college boys did a great job at fucking you, right?’ Levi hisses, leaning forward so his lips could kiss the warm flesh of your shoulder, messy and wet.
The grip on your hips is unforgiving, promise of bruises that are yet to paint your skin. The need to break you grows more and more intense, and the urge not to pound into you right now gets unbearable. Hurting you would be like breaking a toy he had for Christmas only a few hours after its addition to his collection, and he wouldn’t want to do that to you… Or does he?
You’re babbling again and that’s what makes his hips rock against yours, each of his thrust stealing the air off your throat, making your body jolts forward. It’s a toe-curling pace, his hips crashing against your ass fervently and with so much strength — He waited so long for this, he doesn’t find the courage to keep it slow and steady anymore. If it wasn’t for the grip on your hips, you’ll be flying god knows where.
‘Please… More…’ you struggle, but the words are there. Eyes turning white, hands wriggling in a failed attempt to get rid of his belt, all you can do is moan and take what he has to give you without a complaint.
‘Such a slut. Hopeless.’ He grunts, one of his hands flying to your hair, fisting them in a messy ponytail and yanking your head backward. He wants to see those pretty eyes of yours, the tears falling down your cheeks and staining your skin with mascara. He wants to see the disheveled look on your face and the way your mouth hangs open shamelessly, inked in his mind forever.
You don’t even know how he managed to, be he did as he’s told — Faster, deeper. How can such a small man be so brutal — That’s a question you’ll have plenty of time to think about… But not right now. Unable to think or speak, you can’t even warn him of your upcoming orgasm. Strangled moans fall off your mouth messily, gummy walls clamping down on him like a vice and making it almost impossible for him to keep going.
But when he’s struggling to chase his high, you’re too far away to care. Making a mess on his sheets, being so vocal about your own pleasure you fail to hear him groan and pant. A few more deep thrusts was all it took for Levi to reach his end, thick ropes of cum filling you to the brim and dripping off your abused cunt. It has his grip on your hair tightening, bringing you back to reality only for you to hear the prettiest sounds on earth.
There’s something about how whiny he gets when he finishes, how sensitive his cock becomes when he keeps fucking into you to make sure you won’t lose a single drop of his cum, that makes you shiver. Letting go of your hair and resting on his heels, Levi’s hands grab your waist only to bring you closer to him, your ass flush against his hips and his cock still buried deep.
He’s a sight for sore eyes — Beads of sweat rolling down his forehead and the tip of his nose, muscles flexing and wet strands of hair falling before his eyes, hips still stuttering and chest heaving. All he needs is a few seconds to go back to his usual self, but even with that, he’s not quite ready to let go of this sweet pussy of yours.
But. that anon is a dick. they clearly don’t care about giving you constructive criticism just malicious shit. I know u didn’t ask me, but those are the kind of people u shouldn’t listen to.
please I’m glad you’re here and practicing your craft! not every description or piece is going to be stellar to every single person. also who gives a fuck about virgins writing smut. I can’t believe people care that much.
Hehe thank you so much! I really appreciate this ☺️♥️.
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