"crank that soulja boy" all i heard was crack soldier boy sorry

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"crank that soulja boy" all i heard was crack soldier boy sorry
His crazy ass was soooo pretty
。𖦹°‧ girlcock!/gp!toph beifong who gets an erection in public.
sitting in the train with toph across from you, you couldn’t help but stare at what was unfolding.
she had her head lolled back against the seat, her beefy arms crossed over her chest with her legs spread. her jaw hung open as her chest rose and fell in time with her snores.
she was sound asleep, but what you were seeing between her legs was anything but.
you knew toph struggled with wet dreams whenever she was near you—it was like her body was attuned to your presence and, as a result, always reacted accordingly. it was always flattering.
that’s why when you saw her cock pressing against the fabric of her green pants—a clear, throbbing outline pulsing beneath the cloth—you couldn’t help but stare.
you swallowed hard, looking around to make sure no one was watching. you extended your leg, giving her shin a gentle nudge.
“toph, wake up.”
“mm..” she grunted in her sleep, and her cock twitched at the sound of your voice and the feel of your touch.
“oh my god, toph. wake up!” you hissed, louder.
she blinked awake, wiping the grogginess from her eyes. “what is it?” she mumbled coarsely.
you pointed a finger between her legs. “you're... um... you're hard.”
toph’s hand found her bulge, giving it a squeeze against the fabric. instead of being flustered or doubling over, she just grinned, giving herself subtle rubs to relieve her morning wood.
“oh, that? sorry, sweet cheeks,” she taunted. “does this train have a bathroom we can use to... fix this problem?”
“oh my god, toph!”
𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐨, 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐲
✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩
⋆。𖦹°‧★ Ben might gloat otherwise, but he's a sucker for missionary. He’ll frame your face with his hands and kiss you between slow, deep thrusts. "That must feel fucking amazing," he’ll chuckle, his thumb wiping a stray tear of pleasure from your cheek. "Alright, lean into me, come on."
⋆。𖦹°‧★ He gets hot for a tight, face-to-face spooning position. He’ll pull you against his chest, wrapping his arm completely around you so you’re tucked perfectly under his chin. Your leg splays over his waist, and his hand gropes at the back of your thigh. It’s lazy, intimate, and allows for his sugar-talking in your ear while he pumps into you steadily.
⋆。𖦹°‧★ When you're feeling high energy, he loves when you straddle him while he’s propped up against the headboard. He keeps his hands at your waist, guiding the frantic roll of your hips and becomes intoxicated by your expressions. Push him down flat on the bed and reverse... he's a lucky man.
⋆。𖦹°‧★ Afterward, he won't let you slide away. He pulls you against his chest and winds his legs around yours to keep you at his side. "Fucking masterful," he’ll mutter sleepily, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to your shoulder.
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He can mark his territory ♡
MDNI/ rich sugar daddy ben x fem reader
𑣲⋆ soldier boy who gives you a few 100 dollar bills bundled up in silk as soon as you get into his car whenever he is picking you up. you whisper yell at him "ben you're making me look like a damn hooker infront of my friends!" he hands them to you with a smug grin "isn't that what you initially are sugarpuss?" you furrow your eyebrows at him "christ, untwist your panties, they all know you're financially dependent on me, doll"
𑣲⋆ soldier boy who always has his weird way of comforting you whenever you are in a bad mood. his free hand massages your tense shoulder blade while the other one is on the wheel "you are so tense doll. rough day huh?" you huffed out and massaged your temples "it's been such a rough week, everyone was testing me, so help me god" he mocked your pout "awww it's okay baby, daddy is gonna fuck you silly at home till' you're gonna forget about your blues. maybe you should just give up college, you're too dumb for it sweetheart. you are meant to be a housewife"
𑣲⋆ soldier boy who makes you dance and walk around the room in lingerie while he watches. he always picks out the skimpiest lingerie and makes you walk around in tall heels so that you struggle. he even went so far as to buying a stripper pole in his mansion so that you can dance for him "feels real nice havin' my own private whore. you're doing so well baby" his tone drops "now get on your knees and start slobbering on my balls, bitch. daddy is goin' to pay you real good if you do a good job"
𑣲⋆soldier boy who takes you out in public whenever you get drunk. you cover your face and giggle every time you stumble. his hand is holding onto your waist tightly "look at you bein' such a messed up slut, depending on your old man"
homelander x reader but it’s a Hannibal lecter and will graham dynamic…
mdni 18+
𝒹𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒸 ! 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑜𝓎 who smacks ur ass a little too hard while ur standing at the stove cooking a meal for the both of you, savoring that stunned, half annoyed half prudish expression on ur little face
domestic soldier boy who thanks you for starching his jeans “real nice and good” by bending you over the washer the next time ur loading the laundry in. his hands grip ur hips tight after lifting ur skirt, grinding his thick cock against ur ass as he groans in ur ear.
domestic soldier boy who buys u little sets of delicate lingerie for your birthday and holidays, just for him to shove the soft fabrics out of the way when he’s got his cock buried in u. ur folded in half beneath him on the bed, taking each thrust with little girlish uh, uh, uhs that makes him grin.
domestic soldier boy who occasionally makes you kneel under the desk in his study, his leaking dick in ur mouth as he signs off at monthly bills. because he refuses to have shit automated, much less digitally. you brush ur tongue flat against his cockhead, lazily stroking the untended inches. and when he’s about to cum, he grabs your hair in his fist and shoves you down until u gag, ur nose buried in his pubes as he shoots thick ropes of hot cum down ur throat- and u have no choice but to swallow.
domestic soldier boy who holds u flush against his chest, his boner pressed against your back. one hand grips ur tit, infrequently pinching your nipple through your shirt as his arm holds u in place with no escape. his fingers plunge inside your tight cunt, switching between quick little juts and slow, steady up and down thrusts that absolutely should not have happened before he’s obligated to head out.
and you already know what his face will twist into if u ask him about washing his hands after u cum, crying out, clenching ur fists and eyes shut: positively offended and confused. he’d let you go, smirking as your legs wobble, and he’d kiss your forehead before leaving, keeping the smell of u on his fingers all day as a sweet reminder.
a/n: genuinely why is it so much easier for me to write for homelander than soldier boy. and the gag is i want to write so much for him. idk. hope u enjoy i havent watched the finale yet i will the day this gets posted with my friends and i’ll definitely have stuff to say. love yall gn
i need to stop doing my own piercings
05/20 「我愛你(妳)」
ur honor i don’t care if toji fushiguro didn’t go to university i need him to be my professor stepdad who keeps me after class for private “tutoring” sessions where he shows me text messages from my mom thanking him for taking extra time with me, her not knowing that extra time is spent with us having sex on his desk. please. (if ur requests are open)
👀👀👀 it sounds so tempting why yall doing this to me
i want him to sink his teeth deep into me… i adore his little k9’s <3
I, too, feel a strong, primal urge to protect Yuji from all harm and I, too, am miserably down bad for Yuki Tsukumo. Choso aint special
do you promise
each time I see homelander covered in blood it rlly does smth to me
#the vibe i bring to the function because i don't wanna be there
professional-ish
cw: smut, piv, cockwarming, slight exhibitionism, inappropiate work relationships, orgasm denial (probably missing some but oh well) dividers: @/cursed-carmine
HR Director!nanami who seems like he’s professional, and everyone swears he is, but when it comes to you— his discipline and work ethic slowly melt away.
HR Director!nanami who sees you for the first time, CEO!gojo's new pretty little intern, and knows that all you’re going to do is walk around in short, slutty skirts and make older men lose their jobs.
HR Director!nanami who despises working overtime and avoids it like the plague, but CEO!gojo always has other plans.
HR Director!nanami who not so unfortunately or accidentally hears you and CEO!gojo fucking in his office when finishing up paperwork and heading to the elevator.
HR Director!nanami tries so hard to be a decent gentleman, but his poor, neglected for far too long cock is just so hard it hurts :(
HR Director!nanami who finds himself glued right in front of CEO!gojo's door, absolutely enthralled by your pretty little noises— your cute whimpers and shameless moans that pour out of you as he hears CEO!gojo pounding into you relentlessly.
HR Director!nanami, who finally snaps out of it as he realizes he had already begun palming himself through his damn pants, ashamed of the painfully noticeable bulge.
HR Director!nanami who quickly made his way towards the elevator, berating himself on the drive home, but nonetheless, his thoughts constantly drifted back to those adorable noises you had made.
HR Director!nanami, who barely sleeps that night thanks to his stiff back and, of course, you.
HR Director!nanami, no longer restrained by dignity, fists his cock repeatedly, feeling younger and hornier than ever thanks to the new intern being such a whore.
HR Director!nanami, who decides to call you into his office the next day, with a plan laid out perfectly in his mind. He tells you to get in and close the door as he takes his glasses off.
HR Director!nanami who barely hides how much he’s enjoying your trembling figure when he calls you into his office.
HR Director!nanami who plainly says he knows you’re sleeping with your boss, watches you pathetically make nervous apologies, your lower lip quivering in fear of losing such an important internship.
HR Director!nanami, makes you stand there in soaked panties as he lectures you about “inappropriate office behavior” as he soaks in the flustered, embarrassed mix of expressions you make.
HR Director!nanami, eventually pulls you into his lap, unzipping his pants as he says,
“Since you clearly don’t know how to behave, I’ll be the one giving performance reviews from now on.”
You’re sat in his lap, thighs spread wide, lacy panties pushed to the side, and skirt bunched up as he slides into you slowly, and once he’s balls deep, he stays there.
Making you sit on it, cockdrunk and full as he pops the buttons of your shirt off, freeing your chest to the cold air of his office.
You whine, trying to lift your hips, but are quickly stopped by a harsh slap! Nanami lands on the soft inside of your thighs, a moan escaping you.
The sexy older blonde man groans when you clench, fully ripping your panties and stuffing them into your mouth, watching the fabric be pushed through those pouty lips of yours.
“Shut up, brat,” he grunts, thumb rubbing tight circles on your clit, your eyes watering in pleasure.
HR Director!nanami keeps you in his office the rest of the day, having you cockwarm him during work hours and even shamelessly joining a zoom call with his camera turned off as you whine quietly.
“Yes, we can increase quarterly margins–mmh–just a bit of background noise, ignore it.”
HR Director!nanami pulls out and spanks you if he feels you clench or grind your hips even once.
HR Director!nanami who finally lets you come before he leaves to clock out, letting your orgasm come crashing down as he smoothly fucks you throught it.
HR Director!nanami, wipes you down, helps you get dressed, and hands you a bottled water he "happened to have an extra of", immediately walking out as if nothing happened.
HR Director!nanami—who absolutely couldn't deny he was looking forward to working the next day for the first time in his whole life.
note: hello tumblr!! can u tell idk shit abt corporate jobs and that this isn't proofread lol anyways thank you my darlings for reading its greatly appreciated <3