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For my one and only anon <3 | Warnings: NSFW, very short, anal sex (reader is a bottom), reader has a dick, reader wears ‘feminine’ clothes + makeup, readers ass is referred to as ‘boypussy’ once, mild degradation, reader flirts with other men, creampie?
Ghost with a slutty m!reader would be an interesting combination. He’d support your slutty lifestyle. Happily buying you dresses, skirts, heels, lingerie, makeup, etc. He’d proudly show you off, twirling you around while you’re sporting a skin-tight dress that accentuates your curves and just barely covers your ass. Ignoring all the hungry stares from onlookers who also want a piece of you, unfortunately for them, you’re his.
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“P-please slow d-down!”
Your muffled pleas fall on deaf ears. Ghost’s thrusts are unrelenting as he bullies his cock deep into your boypussy. Slamming into your prostate with scary precision, making your back arch deep. Had you not been flirting with drunk men at the bar, you wouldn’t find yourself ass-up face-down while receiving your punishment from Ghost. You just had to egg him on. Letting those bastards put their filthy hands on you, letting them feel you up, and touch what’s his. Despite Ghost’s many warnings in the form of glares, you furtively ignored him.
Ghost scoffs at your pleas for him to ‘slow down.’ If you really want to be a dirty slut, he’ll treat you like one. Ghost pulls your hair, lifting your face off of the pillow. Your makeup is in ruins while mascara streaks run down your face. There’s drool on the side of your mouth, and your eyes are unfocused. "The dumb little slut is cock drunk, eh?" You let out a pathetic, high-pitched whine, your mind too dazed to form sentences. Ghost chuckles at your pitiful state. He continues to thrust himself into you, his movements becoming more erratic and desperate as he approaches his climax. “Fuck, I’m close."
You feel a thick substance fill your insides, some of it spilling out. You groan at the feeling. Ghost rides out his high for a minute before going still. You try to lift your head up, but are quickly shoved back down. You’re momentarily confused until you feel Ghost get close to your ear. "I’m not finished with you yet."
Warnings: NSFW(mdni), very short, hate sex, rough sex, foul language, light degradation, off-screen consent (this is NOT dub/non-con), ooc König maybe idk
God, you hated him. You hated him so fucking much, you cannot stand his existence. You hated how arrogant he was, his know-it-all attitude, his unnecessarily huge frame, and most of all, his stupid accent. The same accent that would mock and sneer at you every time you made a mistake. Even when you weren't, he’d make snide comments about your appearance, your voice—every little possible thing. You firmly believe that the world would be a better place without him. Or at least that’s what you tell yourself, because if you practiced what you preached, you wouldn’t be getting your hole stuffed to the brim with his thick cock.
König thrusts up into you as he tightly grips your hips enough to bruise them. You have no idea how long he’s been fucking you. Only thrusting hard and deep, muttering about how much of a whore you are while using you like a fleshlight. You can’t think straight; you can only moan and mewl as you get your hole stretched out by a man you ‘hate.’
"Such a filthy whore—being used is all your good for."
"Haah- go fuck yourself." You manage to say through gritted teeth.
His thrusts get harsher at your words, making you scream. Your back arches, and your nails dig into his back, leaving deep red scratch marks. He lifts you up to the tip before slamming you back down hard, making your vision go hazy. His cock rubs against your sweet spot, sending waves of pleasure through your body, causing your muscles twitch and shake.
"Why do that when I could fuck you instead?”
You don’t get a chance to respond as König’s lips capture yours in a bruising kiss. You reciprocate, kissing him back with equal vigor. He pushes his tongue into your mouth, drinking up all your moans.
His thrusts start to get faster, signaling that he’s close. König chases his orgasm, repeatedly slamming into your hole. The only sounds filling the room are your whorish moans and the sounds of skin slapping. His grip around your hips becomes impossibly tight as he spills his hot seed into you with a low groan. The knot in your stomach snaps as you cum on König’s cock.
Both you and König’s ragged breaths fill the air as you come down from your highs. You both silently stare at each other, reeling from what you two just did.
You were the first to break the silence. "I still hate you."
I feel like….the last thing i sent was kinda mean…🧍🏽
im sorry. I meant it in the nicest way possible. Like- i love your content so much your blog is literally top tier and will forever be in my top three <3
take care!
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I didn’t take it in a mean way at all in fact I laughed
Whipped Miguel who worships the ground you walk on—literally, this man is completely enamored by your existence. I mean, how could someone so perfect, so divine, even be real? Miguel constantly reminds you of how perfect he thinks you are. Praise for you is always at the tip of his tongue. Even if you don’t think you’re perfect, you could do absolutely no wrong in his eyes.
Whipped Miguel who vows to protect you til his very last breath. He doesn’t make any effort to hide how protective he is of you either. Pretty much all of Spider Society knows of his possessiveness over you. If so much as a hair on your head is out of place- (just imagine what he did to miles and times it by 10) Most of his free time is spent following you around under the guise of him needing to protect you. (It’s true, he wants to protect you from danger but he mostly just wants to spend time with you… and scare off any people who might try to take you from him.) You sometimes joke that he acts like a little puppy with separation anxiety. He’ll roll his eyes and cross his arms with a huff in a typical Miguel fashion, but we all know he doesn’t mind.
Whipped Miguel who stops at nothing to please you, including in bed. His favorite position is missionary. Simply because he loves seeing your face and all the expressions you make while he hits your sweet spot dead on, over and over again. He also loves hearing your sweet moans, maybe a little too much to the point where he constantly overstimulates you. He’ll have you shaking and twitching uncontrollably from the mind-bending orgasms he gives you. His aftercare is top tier so you don’t mind. He will clean you, change the bedsheets, get you food/water, and whatever else you need.
Whipped Miguel who loves having you in his arms. Fall asleep while he’s holding you and he could die a happy man right then and there. If you’re having any self-doubts he will plant you firmly in his lap with his arms around you while whispering sweet nothings and praises into your ear. He just loves you so much.
Hello! Just wanted to check in to see how ur doing since u havent posted in 3 weeks! I hope youre doing well! Please make sure to drink water, eat three meals a day, and get good sleep! <3
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i’ve been fine. moving is way more taxing than i thought it would be but other than that i’m cool
This is the EXACT reason I don't write for female readers. Yall don't understand wtf boundaries are and expect everything to be handed to you on silver platter.
Heyyy! I just wanted to say ty for making my fic idea!!! (The one with König x short male reader who wears booty shorts) i swear to you my soul ascended into the heavens when i read that like- please your writing is so good! Anyways ilysmmm ur my fave writer!!!
Please take care of your body, drink some water, eat ur fave meal, get some sleep, and treat yourself because you deserve it <3
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Tysm!! I had such a huge brain fart while writing it and I thought it wasn’t as good as my other works but i’m glad you liked it :)
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