i write for tokyo debunker, dispatch, date everything,anime ..minors dni!!! i write mainly SMUT, please request <3 20+ i work 2 jobs so please be patient
guys i’m thinking again… thinking many thoughts of a man who just missed you so so much :(( oh! and did i forget your size difference :3
minors dni, 18+
reader has a pussy !
When everyone is finally asleep, and you’re finally off from whatever job you had, you could never be so happy. You were in the bathroom, moisturizing your face after a hot and much needed shower. You were humming to yourself, wiggling your hips a little to the beat in your own head. You’re so absorbed in self care that you don’t even notice him watching you from the doorway.
You don’t notice the way he was watching your hips, he missed you the week you were off doing a job. You only really noticed him when you feel his big hands rest against your waist, face burying in your hair. You see him still towering over you, but you don’t mind it one bit. You still think his thoughts are innocent, even when his hands end up wandering a little. But a little turns into a lot.
Suddenly he’s got you planted on the bathroom counter, his big and rough hand holding your hair, holding your head back just so you could watch yourself in the mirror. He’s got you a mess, drool spilling out of your mouth combined with the moans.
His fat cock slowly slipping into your slick folds, watching your pussy drip sickeningly sweet slick as he finally bottoms out. You feel him everywhere, his cock head pressed up against your cervix, and oh how you missed this. You could tell he missed you too with how he picks up the pace almost immediately, and how his own groans and moans are louder than usual.
“fuck i missed this sweet pussy.”
His eyes move from your ass, watching it ripple as he thrusts into you, hitting all of your good spots, to your face in the mirror, watching your expressions, watching you watch yourself. His hand moves to smack your ass, earning him the sweetest whine and loudest little squelch from your cunt. He chuckles, landing another smack before slowing down a bit, moving both hands to spread your cheeks apart just to see his cock fuck into you, and the cream against the base of his cock.
Even after two orgasms just against the bathroom counter he doesn’t stop. Letting you believe he was done, bringing you into your shared bedroom only to fuck you nice and slowly in the spooning position, his thumb pinching and rolling against your clit. His other hand wrapped around your neck, keeping you still as he slowly fucks his cum deep into your pussy. He stuffs you full of his cum a few more times, promising to clean you off soon, let you relax.
But of course he couldn’t help it, bathing with you in a luke warm bath, softly rubbing your hickey ridden, bite littered skin, fingers softly squeezing your tits, pinching your nipples softly. He used the excuse of cleaning you out to slip two fingers into your pussy, using a scooping motion, pressing his fingers up against your g spot. You squirm in his lap, a soft sob of pleasure slipping from your mouth as you cum again, just from his fingers cleaning you. He just missed you so so much, he couldn’t help it :((
these gachiakuta men … need them… need them so bad..
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MINORS DNI, 18+ SMUT AHEAD
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Arkha Corvus whose cock is genuinely hard to take, his height being such a turn on for you and for him. He practically envelops you, no matter what size you are, skinny or chubby, he dwarfs you. so as he slowly fucks his fat cock into you, each thrust slowly pushing more and more of his cock in. He’s whispering sweet nothings combined with nasty words into your ear, making you drip. You feel so stuffed full, even if he’s only halfway in, the squelch of your first orgasms against the both of you is disgusting. Hes got you in missionary, and then pushing your knees up up up, reaching your ears, needing the slow push and deep angle to fully slip into you, and when he does, you know you’re not getting any sleep tonight.
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Enjin who has you in doggy, his big hand splayed across your lower back, his fat cock pistoning in and out, at a steady pace. It makes you sob, the way his massive cock just draaaaggggsss against your sweet spot. the arch in your back allowing him to pull you back and forth, a lazy rhythm that has you sobbing. He’s fucking teasing you, edging your pleasure, you need more, want more. You grab his hand that’s on your waist, nails digging into his wrist. It’s painful how his cock brushes your sweet spot, almost too much but never enough. His massive hands roam your body, teasing your nipples, groping your hips, squeezing the fat on your ass. And after what seems like forever, his finger circles your clit/tip, pushing you over the edge.
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Gris who has you laid over his lap, ass red and throbbing from the spankings he gave you. You were a brat, you deserved it, yet it didn’t help the whine slipping through as three of his thick fingers plunge into you, abusing your sweet spot. Your body is throbbing with pleasure, thighs shaking. It hurts, the pleasure hurts, his fingers hurt but they hurt so good. fat tears trickle down your face as he denies your orgasm once again. Thighs red and sore from spankings as well, it was too many, and both you and him gave up on counting. And when he finally has you doggy style, sinking into your wet heat, you cum almost immediately. It’s pathetic how worked up you are, and he doesn’t stop, not until he’s finished filling you up for being so good for him, so good to just take the punishment that you deserved.
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Bro Santa who has you chest to back, hand around your throat as he fucks into you, holding you up by your neck. His cock, thick and long, knocking the air out of your lungs with each thrust. Such a big man with very even proportions to his height, his other big hand pressed against your lower stomach just so he could feel himself. It’s dizzying how well he knows your body, how well he fucks into your sweet spot, the pressure on your neck dizzying enough to amplify pleasure. His lips next to your ear, and he’s promising you that he’s gonna fuck you enough, cum enough times to give you a baby, to give his son a sibling. And he makes true to his promises, tiring you out with so so many rounds, spilling into you. Even if it’s not possible that you can get pregnant, he doesn’t give up, not until your sex is dripping with his release.
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August who finally lets you fuck him, your hands on the lower part of his thighs, pressing his legs up up up, letting your cock/strap slip deeper and deeper into him. He whimpers, the sheer size of you stretching him out oh so good. And oh god he’s loud with how good it feels, eyes rolled back as your hips slowly roll against his. His nosies get worse as your hips pick up pace, snapping against his. You let him cum, but you don’t stop, not when he begs you to have mercy on his poor ass, not when a minute later, he begs you to go faster. You’re being so mean to him, so mean with his pleasure, just like he is sometimes with you. He blabs on as you fuck him dumb, he becomes oh so stupid on your cock/strap, promising he’d never ever be mean to you ever again.
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Follo who loves watching you ride him, hips twitching, hands grabbing at your waist. He’s pathetic, whimpering and whining, eyes rolled to the back of his head. He’s so pretty like this, covered in sweat and cum, all blissed out. You can’t help but ride him into completion again, and again, his cock dragging against your sweet spot, his past few releases squelching around. He whines for you, begs for you to keep going, even after his hip twitch, even after tears prick his eyes. Even when he sobs, three orgasms deep, and when you slow down, worried about him, he just lets out another sob and beg. He wants you to keep going, to use him for your own pleasure. He’s in heaven, your hot hot wetness only amplified by his past releases’ noises slipping and squelching between you two.
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Tamsy who ties you up, using a vibrator against your most sensitive spot, sitting nearby to simply watch you whine, watch you shake with pleasure. He’s ruthless, not stopping even after you cum. And when he finally gives in to all your pleas and begging, finally sinking his long cock into you, he doesn’t hesitate to continue to tease, to take pleasure for himself. He’s selfish as his slow thrusts edge you, watching you attempt to squirm, to get more friction. Those glass like eyes pierce you, you can’t tell what he’s thinking when you beg and squirm against him. He doesn’t give in, not for a while anyways, not until he’s cum at least twice does he give you the satisfaction of an earth shattering orgasm. Tamsy is a mean mean man.
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Zodyl who kneels for no one but you, sinking in between your legs, mouth hot against your sex. You really think he’s doing it for your pleasure? no way in hell. He does it cause he’s a munch, he does it cause he enjoys it, cause he loves your taste, cause he loves the way you attempt to squirm away once an orgasm has crashed on you. He loves the desperate pleas and whines, the way your nails dig into his broad shoulders. The way you shake from overstimulation, the way your face looks wrecked, tear soaked and spit soaked. The way your pretty sex looks, wet, slobber and your own juices mixed. You’ve tugged on his hair way too much, trying to take him away from his meal? How insane you must be to disobey him. He’s done when he says he’s done and you haven’t come nearly enough for his liking. You on the other hand, you can’t get enough of how he looks in between your legs, mouth soaked from your past releases, face buried against your sex, tired eyes watching your every move. It makes your skin heat up, it makes you crave more.
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Jabber who lets you hold a knife to his throat as you ride him, scratch marks littered his body. He’s wrecked, ruined, you’ve ruined him for anyone else. You had started this sexcapade by tracing the knife down his body, over his most sensitive parts, occasionally drawing blood, then making him cum, over and over and over again. It didn’t matter how much pain he felt, it only made him want more. you made sure to not cut too deep, we wouldn’t want to have to explain the injury’s to a healer (he gladly would tho). His lips bleeding, tongue bleeding from your bites, neck littered in scratch marks and bite marks. Heaven had to have sent you down cause you were so perfect for him.
A munch of a man, and i mean a pussy drunk bastard of a man. You’d have to rip the hair out of his head to get him to detach from your pretty pussy. Genuinely can’t get enough of any of it.
The way your bed is soaked underneath you as he pulls out the nth orgasm of the night. His own hips roll against the bed, soaking his boxers as he grinds down against the bed. Your pleasure is his pleasure, hearing you cry, moan, whine, even sob out his name gets him going.
All you can hear is the noise of your heartbeat in your ears, your pathetic little whines and the noise of him lapping at your puffy clit. It’s almost painful, too much, you don’t think you can cum anymore.
And yet he still has his head buried in between your thighs, hot tongue lapping at your clit, sucking while his fingers burry themselves into your fluttering walls. Your pussy letting out the wettest noises from your many past orgasms.
It’s gross, it’s disgusting, in almost any other scenario you wouldn’t be just sitting here in your own body fluids but the grip this man has on you, you aren’t going anywhere. You knew from the moment his head disappeared between your legs, you knew you were screwed. Any plans of sleep or even just rest was thrown out the window.
It hurt, his tongue felt rough lapping between your folds, and each time, with each orgasm, it felt like it was his first time the way his tongue wandered through your pussy like it was mapping its way around for next time. Oh but he knew all your soft spots, all the ones that would push you closer and closer to your peak again and again.
“please- hah- no more.”
You whine out, fingers tugging at the strands on top of his head, your body slick with sweat. When you look down at him, you see his face absolutely drenched with your past orgasms, his hooded eyes peer up at you. Instead of answering verbally he shakes his head against your pussy, nose catching your clit making you let out a sob of pleasure.
Another orgasm building up, and you can’t believe it, how can he pull so much out of you. Yet his mouth doesn’t stop, nor does his fingers as you cum again over him. And when he finally stops, crawling up to face your twitchy body, he smiles a sadistic smile. His face covered with your cum, it’s borderline nasty, but you still kiss him back, letting him lick your own cum into your mouth.
It’s nasty, makes you squirm, and what’s worse is the feeling of his cock prodding at your puffy cunt, pushing into your overstimulated walls. Your whine doesn’t halt him, nor does the sting of your nails in his shoulders. Not when your pretty pussy and lips are begging for more.
A man who worships you, showers you with love, so much so that people see his cute baby face or his calm demeanor, or the way he looks at you with so much love and not lust, and the way he treats you in public and take it too seriously. People expect him to be the more submissive one, the cute man who you have wrapped around your finger. Little do they know that he's got you bent over every single surface available, fucking you through orgasm after orgasm, even overstimulating himself.
His stamina is insane, something you underestimated as well, and you suffered from those consequences. Even when he's whimpering below you, his hands gripping onto your hips bouncing on him, he's still the one in charge of it all, allowing you the false sense of control. When you least expect it, in those moments of false control, hell grab your hips, stilling you, planting his feet onto the floor and thrusting into your pretty pussy. He fucks you so good, his fat cock kissing all the right spots within you, he has you turning to putty on his chest so easily.
He can't get enough of you, fucking you past both of your limits, hips still slapping against each other's, the remnants of both your past orgasms drooling down both of your thighs. You're practically limp on this surface, bent over, too fucked out, too full of him to string together any coherent words. His hands grasping all over your plush body, both of you covered in sweat and various liquids, your body all marked up, pink and bruising from hickeys.
He's fucked at least 3 of his own rounds into you, your own orgasms were uncountable, too many and too quickly, yet you couldn't get enough. Nails dug into the furniture, the noises of wet skin colliding, his hand tangled in your hair, the other hand on your hip as he fucks you nice and softly for a bit, just admiring you.
"That's it baby, moan for me, pretty pussy is taking all of me so well. "
His hips picking up the pace, his orgasm creeping up as your walls spasm, your voice hoarse as you cum once again, wet and fat tears dripping down your face as his release fills you up once more. There was so much of it, dripping down your thighs as he pulls out, he lets out a soft "haaa".
His thumbs spreading your puffy pussy lips apart just to admire the way his seed spills out of you, using those same thumbs just to push it back into you. And when you whimper, he smirks, his hand trails up your ass, squeezing the reddening flesh, landing one more smack.
"Think you can last one more round for me doll?"
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tbdb; LUCAS, shohei, HARU, towa, HAKU, rui, LYCA, ritsu [hear me out], ELIAS, obey me; LEVI, beel, BARBATOS, lads; XAVIER, caleb, DISPATCH; robert, ROYD, gachiakuta; TAMSY, follo, AUGUST, gris, ONE PIECE; sanji, ACE, luffy, LAW, cora, KOBY, etc.
guys i have a problem and it’s just the fact that i think Sonar is so hot for no reason. and to imagine being squished between him and Mal, having her in control of the whole act.
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SMUT!!! 18+ !!! Minors DNI !!!
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She’s there behind you as you ride Victors cock, fat and long as her big hands soothe up and down your soft body. Her fingers toy with your sensitive chest and lower parts as she tells you when to slow down and when to speed up.
or when she’s in between your legs making you see stars as your poor throat gets fucked by Victors cock, you can’t breath between the onslaught of feelings. When Vic pulls his cock out of your mouth only to hear you whine so pathetically as Mal overstimulates your sensitive spots with her mouth, even after you cum.
Or when she lets you know that if you nibble right on the crease of vic’s ear, you get to hear the prettiest whine from him. And oh is it so worth it as you tease his cock.
Can’t forget about pleasing her too, she loves to just sit on your face as Vic fucks you slowly. You would die happy if it meant being in between her thighs.
dispatch got me on something like why do i want all these mfs 😭
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Content warning: smut!! 18+, minors dni, free use reader, con noncon, afab reader! a little ooc
reader x everyone (besides flambe and golem)
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Hmmm thinking of free use reader, it started as simple sexual tension between you and Sonar, i mean, who could resist your sexy body. Especially the man so playfully named batboner. One night after drinks with the Z-Team, you two ended up stumbling into your bed together, you bent down, ass up as he fucks his impossibly fat cock into your wet cunt, which lead to some sort of friends with benefits type situation.
Of course Mal knew almost immediately, Sonar telling her the stories of how hot you looked when having sex with him. One thing lead to the next and you were bent in half on her bed, her mouth ravishing your cunt as Sonar, ever the sex fiend, found himself in the cuck chair, watching his friend fucking you so dumb.
It was hard to keep it a secret from the rest of the z-team, especially after a few weeks of this friends with benefits thing got started, you and the two friends decided to open it to a more, free use type of deal. Whenever they needed, they could use you, and unless you used the safe word, they wouldn’t stop.
Of course Visi, the perv she is, ended up using her power to watch one of these instances happen at the office. But instead of snitching, she joined in on the fun. Having you meet her at your car late at night after a shift only to mouth at your neck as her fingers fuck your sloppy cunt, squelching and moaning echoing through the car, her smile on her face as she whispers about how good you are for her.
Anyone would be blind to think you were at all ugly, in fact the entire z-team had all drunkenly admitted how sexy you were. Flambé as well, although his was more platonic, same with golem. It didn’t come as a shock to you that they all found you attractive.
Nor did it come as a shock to you when you found yourself smushed in between Punch up and Coupé, your face smushed in between Coupé’s pretty tits, your own face covered with her slick from having just ate her out. You couldn’t keep up with both eating her out and the fact that punch up was bullying your tight pussy with his absolutely fat cock. You looking up at her face with a dazed look on your face as the short man used your pretty cunt for pleasure. She couldn’t help but cup your face with the softest face you’ve ever seen her pull, a shiver of pleasure going up her spine just watching you become ruined.
Or when Prism decided to have her turn with you, using one of her illusions to sit on your face as her real mouth worked on your cunt. Another illusion pinning you down as your mouth worked on the illusion that tasted and felt so real to you and to her, her own lips moving and moaning against your pussy. The bright blue lipstick stained your thighs for days afterwards.
You couldn’t get a break yet you never could complain. Good sex at least once a day, and better group synergy. However that did get thrown off a bit once Waterboy and Phenomaman both joined, in addition it seemed like both Robert and Blonde Blazer were well aware of the situation. It scared you, were you about to be fired? Taken back to jail?
Quite the opposite. It started when Blonde Blazer brought you to her office to discuss something important. She did start by reprimanding you for having sexual relations with coworkers, those never ended well. That lead to her opening up about her own stress. One thing led to another and you were under her desk, mouthing at her pussy, looking up at her as she sighs, the stress seeming to leave her shoulders as you worked your skilled mouth.
It seemed like everyone who knew was sworn to secrecy, not many people knew of the arrangement, and honestly you thought that the group of people you already had was the end of how many people needed your help.
You were proven wrong when you ended up assisting Robert with his now known Mecha Man suit, his true identity he trusted you all with. He kept messing up some part of the welding and well, frustration was rising. Bent over one of the desks with a hand in your hair for leverage he takes his frustrations out on your pretty pussy. Grunting on how he needed this and how the others were right.
One of the last people you think would come to you for this was Phenomaman, but here he was, hovering before you, asking for your assistance in understanding the human anatomy and how it differs from his own. It shocked you to find out he was packing a long tentacle under all that, but it’s not like you wanted to back down, especially not as you were slowly sinking down with each bounce, more and more onto the appendage. He was mumbling on how truly phenomenal you were, taking more and more of him.
Not a day would pass without one of them pulling you into a room to have their way with you, it was when the least expected person approached you, Waterboy, that you ended up in this position, on your knees in the janitors closet, watching him whimper and whine as your head bobs up and down against his impressive length.
You wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to join this amazing team, before or after the agreement happened, you truly loved working with each and every single one of them, outside and inside the battlefield.
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i do take requests !!! i can’t promise anything though as i work very frequently, and go to college !! I hope yall liked it :3
hey yall… just to let u know im cleaning out my requests aka deleting them, i got really into dispatch recently and might write a few fics for that bit other than that, i really lack motivation to post often. sorry 😭😭
Kink in question: Orgasm control, fem reader, light bdsm, polyamory
Ship: Barry from Date Everything x Reader
MINORS DNI!!
To say you expected the sight before you would be an absolute lie. You knew your partners well enough to know they’d surprise you with something, especially when they feel rather neglected due to the amount of lovers you have.
But when you step into your bedroom, finding it void of your partners besides one. Barry, he was tied up on the bed, his cock, painfully hard and bobbing against his stomach as he looks up at you with wide and wet eyes. It seemed like another partner of yours had prepared him for you, his cock painfully hard and leaking, as he looked right on the edge of an orgasm.
You feel like you could tell which special lover of yours had done this (thank you Benhwa), but it’s not like you minded. A smile crosses your face as you drop your bag at the door of your room, sliding into bed with Barry, settling right on his thighs.
“Awe baby, is this all for me?”
You coo condescendingly, raising a finger and poking his cock. The action alone made him twitch, combined with your words they forced out a whimper, his head nodding rapidly. Your poor needy baby, tied up here all for you. How could you not toy with him even more.
Your hand wraps around the base of his cock, pumping up and down oh so slowly, watching the tip leak precum as his body shakes with need. The moans he let out were practically pornographic, the way his hips tried to chase the pleasure only to be held down by your body on top of him.
Your hand picks up the pace ever so slightly as you watch him pick up his head, eyes wide watching you. Barry shakes his head no, whining loudly as he felt his orgasm building even more.
“No no no please, wanna- ah! wanna cum in you.”
You giggle in response, letting go of his cock only to watch him whimper and shiver. You watch him struggle against the restraints, wide and wet eyes look up at you, begging you ever so sweetly.
But you don’t let up so soon, he wanted this right? Wanted to be your little toy. And so your hand wraps around his cock again, this time, starting at a quick pace. With every flick of your wrist, he moans, his eyes rolling back into his head as his head falls back against the pillows.
His body wriggled against the restraints holding him down, tears freshly poured down his face as he lets out little whines and pleas for mercy. It’s not until you edge him three more times do you finally let him cum.
That third time you let go of his cock you step back, finding your pants and underwear, pulling them down and off. At this point you’re soaked, biting your bottom lip you position yourself over his bright red cock.
Barry chants a chorus of yes’ as you sink down on his cock, watching his chest flush with pleasure as you fully sink down on his cock. Barry hiccups, sobbing freely now as his mouth blabbers, trying to warn you, let you know he’s oh so close.
And so you start to ride him, watching his jaw drop as he spills inside of you, body shaking with the most pleasure he’s ever felt. There was something so satisfying about edging him, and then finally making him cum.
Something so satisfying about babying him afterwards. Untying his wrists, kissing all over his face, his cock still inside you, and slowly hardening. And letting him softly and slowly make love to you one more time, making you feel just as good as he had just made you feel.
Hello! Could I perchance get something with Parker and a trans-masc Reader, NSFW? Afab genetalia is fine! Maybe Reader convinces him to play a game of strip poker? I love your stuff ✨
absolutely you can
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nsfw minors DNI
- a lil hurt comfort/angst, trans reader ! ftm, reader has a pussy and top surgery scars, a little ooc but idc 😭
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Convincing Parker to play a game with you was easy, convincing him to play a different and new game was another thing. In his mind, there was nothing worse than a game with loose rules, ones that bend to your liking. But he couldn’t lose, not against you, not against anyone.
Which is how you ended up here, shivering in your attic with your shirt off, socks long gone, starting at an almost naked Parker. You were more dressed than he was, given he was only sporting his boxers at this point, having shead everything, including his hat, off. You still had on your boxers, and socks on, so you were technically winning.
You expected parker to be embarrassed, yes, but with his hand covering his crotch, and a deep flush spreading across his body, you realized something. This whole situation, the sick game of strip poker, was turning him on. Parker, under his hands, was hard.
Your own mind froze for a moment as you heard him stuttering out excuse after excuse, trying to reason with you. It felt like an out of body experience when you feel yourself crawl over to Parker’s shivering body, his eyes widen as he stops speaking out of shock.
You surprised yourself at your own boldness, feeling your body situate itself onto his lap. You mumble out an excuse of keeping warm in this cold attic. You watch as Parker swallows thickly, nodding his head as his eyes slowly glanced over your body sitting atop his.
It was only then that he realized he couldn’t hide his very obvious boner anymore, and it was then he realized that you didn’t care. It took you a few seconds for your mind to keep up with your body, but once you figure that Parker was enjoying this moment just as much as you were, you experimentally grind your hips down against his.
The reaction was almost instant, he gasps, his cock twitching against your pelvis as you rolled your hips against his. What a sight he was, his eyes rolled back, his hands now gripping your hips as his hips twitch against yours. You were about to tease him, stop your hips when you feel his hands start to guide you to grind against him.
You realize he doesn’t notice the soft scars across your chest, nor does he notice the all to large wet patch start to form against your boxers. Either he doesn’t notice, or he doesn’t care, it’s only when you let out a whine, his clothed cock brushing against the wet patch, against your cunt does he realize something felt different.
His eyes, wide and soft look up into your eyes, sensing the panic he leans in, pressing soft kisses along your upper chest.
“If you’re wondering if i see you differently after this, i don’t. You’re still you, and nothing is stopping me from still wanting you.”
Before you could cry you grab him by the face, bringing your lips to his, kissing him to silence how touched you felt in the moment. He took that as the signal to not bring it up for the time being, completely forgetting about the rules, the game, soley focused on the way you felt sat upon his lap.
The kiss started slow, but turned heated as his hands roam across the expanse of your lower back. Somehow, somewhere, your socks got loose, though you couldn’t seem to care. It wasn’t until his hands slip under your boxers, slipping them off does he finally speak again.
“You lose.”
You blink slowly, your legs still thrown over his lap, you’re now bare on his lap, his still clothed erection pressed against your cunt. It’s then you realize, you did sort of lose, you were the first out of the two of you, to be naked.
“yeah and what are you gonna do? punish me?”
You smirk, letting yourself grind against his crotch, slowly creating a wet patch against his cock. As hard as he tried to reverse the roles, to claim dominance over you, he was weak, especially when he feels the warmth of your cunt against him. And when he is finally freed from his boxers, he whimpers, feeling your pretty hole against his cock without anything blocking it.
It was intoxicating the way he whimpered, jutting his hips against yours. It was only when the head of his cock snagged against your hole does he let out the most sinful whimper you have ever heard him utter.
“Please- hah, need to be in you.”
He whines, his hands religiously squeezing your hips, the desperation practically seeping off his skin. You don’t tease him anymore, the same sense of desperation pouring out of you as well. Especially when you slowly line yourself up with his cock, slowly sinking yourself down into him.
With the slow rock of your hips you pull another whimper out of the man, watching the man beneath you crumble. You watch as his eyes roll back, his hips twitch against yours as you pick up the pace. His grip on your hips don’t lessen at all, in fact it gets stronger the closer he is.
The filthy sound of plap ! plap! plap ! as you ride his cock, and as his hips buck up into yours echo throughout the room, accompanied by the symphony of both your moans as the two of you get closer and closer to orgasming.
Your nails rake down his chest, his chest heaving as he watches your pretty body use his own for pleasure. He could get lost in the sensation and sight alone for hours at a time. Unfortunately for him, you just felt so so good that he couldn’t last.
Especially with the way you rolled your hips against his, your pretty hole sucking him in so tightly, the feeling making him so so dizzy. He could barely register he was cumming let alone have much time to warn you. His hips buck up to meet yours one more time, his hands grabbing your hips bruisingly tight, holding your hips down as his cock spasms inside of you.
And that is what pushes you over the edge, combined with the pornographic moan the man underneath you let out. Your hips twitch as you gush around his cock, the sounds of your combined labored breathing echoes throughout the room.
After a few moments of silence you look down at him, only to see his dorky smile as he looks up at you. All your worries vanished in that second, no ounce of regret in your body as you kiss him once again, softer this time, filled with love.
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sorry chat it’s a lil short + i’ve been so busy 😵💫
i’m so sorry but… i’m physically incapable of writing smut for that blank sheet of man 😭😭 like i CANT write anything sexual for him 😭😭 im SORRY i see him, think abt writing smut, then my mind goes as blank as he is
It started all rather tame, a kissing battle to see which lipstick lasted longer. But with how Barry’s ADHD gets the best of him, there were multiple times where you had to shut him up with a kiss, and a few of those turned rather, steamy.
It took no time at all for the idea to pop up into Barry’s head. Why not test different forms of makeup and their wearability. So you had gone through lip stick, lip gloss, while kissing, keeping it slightly tame. Until he brought out the mascara and foundation, intending to see if you would sweat or cry it off.
And so here you were, perched in his lap, thighs shaking as you sink down onto his cock, biting your bottom lip as you do so. And the sex started out quite tame, his fingers occasionally brushing up against your cheeks to test the effect of sweat on the makeup.
You couldn’t believe how well he was holding together. But that’s what happens when you indulge him in his interests. You felt insane, selfish almost as you bounce on his cock, feeling yourself coming closer and closer to an orgasm only for him to not even look remotely close.
His mouth running a mile a minute as he talks on and on about the makeup smudging bit by bit. It wasn’t until you stilled on his lap, letting out the prettiest moan did he realize you had already came.
“tsk tsk, now that won’t do, now will it? gotta test every part of your look to make sure its wearable.”
He says in a voice that you realize is quiet, condescending, yet so so hot. It took your body a moment to catch up to his movements, the way he maneuvered you around till you were laying back flat on the bed, his hips snapping almost instantly, fucking you at a brutal pace. It seemed as if he only cared for fucking you right, and testing the makeup rather than your poor overstimulated body.
He ignores your whines, focusing on the way your pretty hole sucks him in, the ring of precum and other fluids at the base of his cock with each thrust. It should be disgusting, but from the looks of it, he couldn’t be more pleased. His hand finds your sex as he fucks your hole, his thumb rubbing circles into it, and you swear you can see heaven from down here.
He doesn’t even stop after the second orgasm he ripped out of you, a soft smile gracing his features as he praised you highly. It’s only when a sob rips out of your lips, paired with a soft tear dripping down your face do his hips falter and his mouth stop running.
You manage to look up at the man above you through your tears, his eyes blown wide as it seemed like he discovered something new about himself. The wet tears dripping down your face didn’t have an ounce of mascara joining along, nor did it sting your eyes at all. It seemed like he chose well.
“So beautiful.”
Was all he said, his hips snapping back into a more brutal pace. His cock twitching inside of you, feeling and hearing his moans suddenly pick up along with his pace, only making you cry out more.
“perfect, so perfect, all mine. Can i cum inside? please let me cum inside.”
He whines, his fingers digging into your thighs, pressing them up and up, making the tip of his cock kiss so deep inside of you. All it took was the nod of your head as his hips stutter, dumping loads after loads of his cum deep in your hole.
Your third orgasm crashing down on you as you whine, grabbing ahold of him, pulling him close against your body. You lay there for a moment, panting before you hear Barry speak up once more.
“Do you think the more expensive brand of mascara is actually water proof?”
He asks, and you know that he will be testing it with you as soon as your little break was over.
hmmghh.. hanks smut.. the hanks being boyfriends.. need more hank 2..
(gender neutral reader or male if you’re comfortable i just want my poly focusing on hank 2 i love him 😀😀)
i am a hank 2, 3 and 4 glazer for the rest of my life idc
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warnings !
hank calls reader gorgeous but other than that gender neutral reader, overstimulation, top hank, poly hanks x reader, hank 2 focus, 18+ MINORS DNI
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“hng i cant- take it.”
You whined, feeling the thick cock slip back into your hole, your already sensitive body being sent into overdrive once more as hank 2’s hips snap oh so slowly against your own.
It was mind numbing the way his cock hit all the good spots as his hands keep your hips up and steady. Hank 3 and 1 had already wrung a few orgasms each out of you just today, so your body was tired yet, craving even more.
And when it comes to hank 2, how could you resist? All the hanks were good at sex, there was just something about hank 2, the way he’d guide your hips, bringing you to the brink again and again, just felt different.
It was overwhelming how his cock twitched inside of you as his thumb rubs against your sensitive sex, only making you jerk and squirm. It’s almost like he wanted to drive you insane, the way his hips rolled only slightly so that his cock thumped into your goey spot over and over again in such a short span of time.
You couldn’t warn him once your orgasm was upon you, with a whine and stiffening of your body, you came with a shaky moan. You were so in your own mind that you hadn’t realized he had flipped you to rest on your back. It was only as he pushed back in did you realize he wasn’t done.
You squirm, overstimulated yet you only hear Hank 2 coo in a cute voice, his strong hands keeping you grounded as he slowly slips his cock back in. You whine, pain filled pleasure seeping into your bones as he fully bottoms out.
“Come on babe, one more for me yeah? you can do that can’t you gorgeous?”
You just nodded along, not trusting your own voice to back you up. You could hear his groan as he picks his hips back up, rolling and thrusting into your heat, his hands planted next to your head as his hips have a mind of their own, chasing the pleasure that is the hot hole sucking him in. It was like he was in a trance, unable to pull away from you.
Even when his hips stutter as he spills inside of you, his hips still don’t fully stop rolling, even as he collapses on top of you, his hips twitch. The way your fingers run through his hair only has him worked up again, his thumb brushing against the sensitive spot of your sex. And as he does so, your already tight walls flutter around him, arousing him even more.
Your finger tips dig into his shoulders as you feel him slowly but surely twitch back to life inside of you, his hips rolling with more intent now. His body still leaning almost entirely on top of you, giving him the ability to reach so much deeper inside of you. Your fingers digging even deeper into his shoulders with the way his hips start to snap against yours once again, this time harsher than before.
It was almost a punishing pace he set at first, slow and languid snaps of his hips in, while slow drags of his cock as he pulls out. It took the breath out of your lungs the way he was treating you, but you didn’t want it to stop, not with the way the pleasure slowly builds once more.
Tears prick at your eyes with how overwhelmingly good this felt, it bordered on pain, but you never asked him to stop, in fact the feeling of your fingers tugging at his pretty locks only told him to go faster. His tongue catches a stray tear as he feels you spasm around him once more, pulling him further and further into pleasure, until he snaps.
His thrusts continue to bombard your poor sex with pleasure, earning him whines and moans of his name. And when he feels you cum around him, that’s when his hips stutter once more, the feeling of you tightening around him makes him tumble over the edge.
His cum fills you up once more, feeling some of it spill out as his thrusts slow down to a halt, feeling his cock slip out of your poor hole. Breathing a deep sigh of relief you cling onto hank 2, not wanting him to leave you in the moment, no matter how sticky you two are.
It wasn’t until you felt the warmth of a steamy towel wiping you down did you realize your other four lovers had joined you in bed, in one big cuddle pile after you had been cleaned up. You had no idea how long they had been there, but it didn’t matter now, all that really mattered was your five lovers joining you on the bed, feeling the bed dip each time one joined in the cuddle pile.
You let out a soft laugh as your arms, legs, neck and face were littered with the most softest and love filled kisses ever, the five hanks all finding some way to cuddle up against your body, surrounded by the most love and affection you could feel. You loved your hanks.