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SOLDIER BOY ﹏ FACE-FUCKING.
summary ﹏ It was supposed to be a quiet morning in bed but it quickly shifts into something darker and more controlling, as Ben takes charge of the situation and turns your teasing into a rough, possessive sexual encounter.
cw ﹏ ( + 18 ) mdni / smut fic. afab!reader. soft-to-rough switch. kissing. dub-con elements. petnames (doll, icky girl, etc). blowjob. face-fucking. gagging&choking. rough handling / manhandling. hair pulling. praise & degradation. dirty-talking. restraint (position). messy bodily fluids focus. cum play (finishing in mouth, swallowing, choking on it). dacryphila / crying through sex. breath restriction themes. humiliation elements. very light aftercare praise.
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The first thing you notice when waking up is the silence all around; no TV blasting old porn or the clicking of rocks in Whiskey glasses. There’s no low, irritated whispers or boots tapping the floor. Ben is actually quiet, still asleep behind you with his warmth pressed against your back, naked skin against naked skin.
His arm is slung over your waist like it belongs there, hand resting low on your stomach, fingers flexing faintly in his sleep. Even like this, there’s weight to him—something grounded, immovable and dangerous. You can feel it in the way he holds you, like you’re not going anywhere. Like you’re more of a possession than a real person, like he’s making sure you can’t escape his grasp. You shift just slightly, testing it and his grip tightens instantly. “Don’t,” he mutters, voice rough with sleep, barely awake. “Stop moving so much.”
Your hand drifts down to where his rests on you, brushing your fingers lightly over his knuckles to feel the rough skin. He huffs, half-awake, and shifts closer again, burying his face somewhere near your shoulder.
“Christ,” he mumbles, voice thick. “You’re fuckin’ warm.” You smile faintly, turning just enough to look back at him. “Good morning to you too, I guess.”
ִ ࣪ ⋆ 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘 smell of weed.
( +18 ) mdni / smut blurb. afab!reader & lazy!ben. dirty-talking. praise, slight degradation. age gap dynamics. cowgirl position. overstimulation. impact play (spanking). rough handling. petname (doll). reader has a bush!!!! multiple orgasms implied. creampie. weed / intoxication play. post-orgasm continuation implied.
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Ben is an asshole, you have gathered much.
The less effort he makes, the better he feels, and that in all circumstances. He likes to be under, to watch, to make you do all the work when you both fuck. It’s not unusual for Ben to let you get on top of him, riding his leaking cock, hazel eyes watching you as you bounce up and down. It doesn’t matter if your thighs are burning from the effort, if you are panting and whining for his help; he’s an asshole that is too lazy to help you feel good.
It’s even worse right now, a lit blunt in between his fingers, him laying down like a fucking starfish as you ride his fat cock. Whines and moans are escaping you, echoing in your room as the old Supe is smoking, exhaling smoke toward your face. He doesn’t truly care if you cough, if you get high from this, if you want him to help you out.
He likes the view he has right now, of your breasts bouncing, of your bush scratching his own body hair, of your cunt creaming down his balls.
perv!bf!soldier boy x f!reader headcanons | highly nsfw mdni a/n: this is quite possibly the nastiest thing i’ve ever written but i was high and it's also soldier boy so who's really shocked
he’s whipping his dick out to stroke himself whenever he wants to. he’ll sit on the couch and stroke himself while he channel surfs just because he’s that bored or he’ll imply that he actually wants to help you with the laundry when in reality he’ll just stick his hand down his pants when you bend over to move clothes from the washer to the dryer. he’s getting his dick wet one way or another.
if ben makes you breakfast there’s no doubt that he’s nutting in your food. he’s shootings ropes of cum into your eggs before whisking and working himself up again to spill his load into your coffee, and the fact that you’re well aware and have even witnessed him doing it gets him off every single time, even going as far as touching himself while watching you eat said breakfast.
panty kink is his middle name. he’ll make you put your used panties in your mouth, bonus points if he’s rubbed his cock all over them and covered them in his nut. most of the time he won’t even fuck your pussy, he’ll just fuck your thighs to get your panties soaked or slide the tip of his cock all over the lace covering your slit and he’s suddenly painting the fabric in his cum.
he loves watching you pee to the point where he has you pee in the shower or the tub just to get a good view of the stream, sometimes holding in his own piss so he can go at the same time as you. there’s something about the two of you peeing at the same time and your streams mixing that get him off, which is why he keeps you hydrated as much as he can during the day.
he’s getting you high just to fuck you because he knows you’ll say yes every time. one hit of his joint and his fingers are suddenly circling your clit and sliding past your slit and he’s telling you to focus on him and to keep hitting the joint he’s holding to your lips and not the way his fingers are scissoring and stretching you wide open.
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Ben, Butcher & Hughie when you ask them to cum inside....
☁︎ Paring: Soldier Boy, Billy Butcher & Hughie Campbell x GN!Reader (separately)
☁︎ Summary: How Ben, Butcher and Hughie react when you ask them to cum inside you.
☁︎ Warnings: FILTH - cum play, cum eating, oral sex (reader receiving but not described), cock-warming, dirty talk, rough sex, dub-con w/ Ben, *sigh* feelings, Hughie's an adorable puppy but he's dirty too - yay!
☁︎ Word Count: 800
☁︎ Rating: Explicit/16+
☁︎ A/n: Yeah....we're not gonna ask questions here we're just gonna enjoy, okay?
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Not sure if you’re aware. Nor am I familiar with your blog so idk if you write smut or not. But you have a minor following you.
@/cupcakewon — 14 (recently took their age off due to an anon telling them to) is writing and engaging in smut. Such ass rape, incest, and pedophilia.
I did not know this holy guacamole I will get that taken care of
summary: after ignoring rafe all day when he says something to upset you, he tries to get your attention by messaging you on a video game.
you had been blanking rafe all day, not even batting an eye at the many different attempts he had been making to try and get your attention.
rafe's frustration was growing and you could feel it. the way his jaw tensed up every time his efforts didn't get a response, the loud sigh of irritation that left his mouth when your head twisted away from him.
he had said something inconsiderate like he often did, so you were now rightfully choosing to ignore him. could it be seen as immature? sure, but how else would he learn?
THEY HIT THE FUCKING PENTAGON HEESEUNG
i think women should leave their husbands
this enhablur confessions is a mess HOLY shit 😭
hi everyone im lowk back um I got out of my terrible depression slump 💔 anyways since im done with exams for now PLEASEPLEASE send in some hard thoughts and requests
HAPPY BLACK HISTORY MONTH !! <33
this is a safe space to be healthy batshit delulu here. what idol do you think you guys can pull.
I know there is always one idol we all think we can have a chance with,,
drop your idols in my ask pls I'm so bored rn and I know the answers will be so fun.
if sunghoon wasn’t famous we’d be dating by now
do you guys hate me goodness
a man who's intimate.
a man who adjusts to your every need. who kisses you every morning. who never lets you go to sleep angry with him. a man who knows every inch of you, every scar, mole, bump.
a man who never raises his voice at you. who lets his body language talk when he's angry. whose skin bubbles with heat as he crosses his arms and tilts his head, listening to your rant before nodding. "you're right, sugar. im sorry."
a man who practically begs you to let him make it better, kissing from your toetips all the way up to where your night shorts stop, barely covering any of your brown skin. who takes them down with his teeth because even though he's sorry, he's still got his pride.
a man who doesn't let up on your pleasure. who stays nursing on your clit like he's a baby. who makes you cum three times before even thinking about fucking you, your thighs sticky with sweat as he settles between them.
a man who fucks you in heavy, slooooww strokes that drag every vein through your walls. whose groans are low and sensual, driving fire to your clit and ovaries as he sweats, his body hot against yours. he notices how your stomach twitches softly as he lays his hand over it, how your walls suddenly close tight enough for him to halt his movements.
"like it when i lay my hand here, honey? when i feel my cock inside you? you like that?" his voice is taunting. he knows you like it. he knows because your moans suddenly pick up in volume, and your feet next to either of his ears nearly fall from his shoulders. he doesn't let you run from him, though. he wraps one of his arms around your knees, keeping your feet hopelessly in the air as he thrusts into you with debaucherous vigor.
a man who overstimulates every nerve in your body at once, sending you floating off as you come. who holds you through it, watching as your eyes roll like you're possessed. he can't get enough of it, not until you're practically choking, stumbling over how good it feels, how you can't take it anymore. the screams of his name into the heavy air of your bedroom just egging him on to make you cum again. to push your limit. to watch your soul wander from your body for a moment.
a man whose job and life purpose is to please you, a man who's intimate.
Pussy clenched
THE CONCEPT OF ROOMMATE MIKE WHEELER 𝜗𝜚
his perversion is having a blast rn.
him who’s freshly a graduate that kicked himself out of the family house before his parents even get the thought of nagging him to do something with his life. he's eighteen, lost and can only rely on the few funds that his grandmother insisted on setting aside for his future life as an engineering student or whatever other course of study that deserves to be mentioned on any public occasion.
he moved to a big city, just as he had always imagined doing, but young mike hadn't anticipated the real cost and pace of city life. that's how he ended up in an apartment that was pretty good for a start but already boring and more than that with a roommate... yeah, not at all the life he had imagined.
it would be ungrateful of him to complain about his roommate. how could he do that when he had the opportunity to live with a pretty girl of his age, as lost as he is in adult life, with tits that are not unpleasant to look at? (yes, he discovered this when you asked him to do the laundry for the first time in his life, staring all wide eyed at her pink bra picked up from the laundry basket between his mother's complaints to herself at the other line of the phone for not teaching him this earlier and for giving in to his puppy dog eyes).
you spent most of your time outside with your friends ranting about the students in your university department, putting in the back of your mind the fact that you were sitting around having a drink talking about these classes rather than attending them. you weren't difficult to live with. you did your own chores and, on top of that, you offered mike a panoramic view of the outlines of your pussy as you were comfortable enough to roam around in your panties or your unobstructed breast most of the time whilst doing them. and even though your apartment had an elevator and a rather small balcony and a good network connection, mike thanked the universe for this gift.
oh how bad he craved for you to come home to find it empty, leaving only the sound of water dripping from the shower to guide you to him and help him finish (getting off). he couldn't stop thinking about it while he jerked off, moaning your name as if it would dissipate into the air and reach you faster.
at first you could clearly see that he struggled with everything related to hygiene and housework, imagine your surprise when you saw him getting more involved in household chores, even offering to do your chores for you. all work deserves pay, and after doing the equivalent of three weeks' worth of laundry in one go, thanks to you and your outfit changes as frequent as your mood swings, he could well afford to keep one of your panties, not even that dirty, to take back to his room and add to his collection, contemplating it every night while inhaling their sweet scent, better than any laundry detergent.
even though he’s an awkward perverted loser, you couldn't help but find him a little more cute when you two were on the floor next to your table, listening to any shitty sunday show playing on the tv commentating it from time to time, his hair still a bit damp while yours were just neatly done after you two everything shower, playing a board game after you convinced him to do, as long as it wasn’t dnd. and even if it was the most comforting domestic moment you two had in that harsh week, he couldn’t help but mess it up with the thought of you bent over the kitchen counter of on the very same couch you two swore to keep neat if you didn’t wanted to pay the deposit to your landlord. how can you blame him? he’s just a girl. (he heard you laugh about it on the phone while peeping through your half open room door.)
oh nothing just. riding hopper on the couch after a long day at work and he’s absolutely exhausted. far too tired for anything more than just sitting there and letting you use him. one hand lazily guiding your hips and the other on a half drank beer. probably got the football game or something on in the background but he’s not watching it. not really. he’s far more interested in the way you swallow his cock deep inside you, the way you breath catches when your clit rubs for a second against the rough hair dusting around his base, the way you clench around him when he mumbles little praises— all of that is much more interesting than the colts game droning on in the background.