Hard no’s: scat,feet,gore,pregnancy,race play,patriarchy,age play,incest, b3sti@lity,misogyny, lactation,diapers, feedism, fat shaming,political play, bodily fluids that aren’t cum,inflation, vore.
DNI If you are a minor, !DO NOT! interact with my content and I will block. racist, homophobic, right winged, closed minded this is obviously a open minded space and no fucking p3dos.
NOTE : I do not condone any true non-consensual activities,all sex should be with consenting adults, clear communication, and trust. This is fantasy and role-play is not okay in real life. contains content that can be triggering but its tagged.
THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS NON CONSENSUAL SEX THATS RAPE CONSENT IS OF THE UPMOST IMPORTANCE ON MY PAGE AND IN MY KINK ALL OF THIS HAS THE SUBTEXT OF CONSENT THATS WHAT I LIKE CONSENT IS ACTUALLY SEXY TO ME.
I wanted to test the waters before writing something more heavy lol
The air got caught in your throat at the sharp sensation of a knife's edge gently digging into your soft flesh. It ran up your thigh and sent shivers down your spine giving you goosebumps.
"Ah" you gasped once the edge of the cold knife accidentally cut your skin in a tiny spot of your inner thigh.
The wound was barely visible, perhaps the only thing that stood out was a small drops of blood, however, it was enough to rise the attention of the man who hovered over you.
Jason put the knife away from you and lowered down towards the insignificant wound.
" Sorry, doll." His plumped lips latched on this skin, and it was almost funny how the small gesture of Jason's tongue licking your inner thigh made you close your eyes so vehemently.
His kisses made your heart spin, it didn't matter how many time Jason has managed to make you putty in his hands, you always fell for his tricks.
"Does it hurts?" Jason asked and even though he was mostly consumed by lust, there was a hint of worry on his voice.
You shook your head, doe eyes meeting his and pleading for him to go back and keep kissing you until you melted into his touch.
"Jay?" You purred, feeling tingly at the sensation of the knife coming back to life and returning to it's course of running up your skin. "I want you to eat me out."
A smug smirk settled on Jason's lips, delighted to hear those words that had the power to bring joy to his day whenever you pronounced them. He didn't said anything though as he played with his knife for a few seconds.
"You liked this panties?" He tugged at the fabric.
You bite your lower lips unable to hide the mischievous smile you had." Will you buy me a new pair?"
Jason shrugged before cutting the panties in just one movement." I guess so."
“not so tough now, are ya brat?” katsuki’s breath is hot against the shell of your ear, an arm wrapped around your shoulders to squeeze you to his chest and the other snug between your wet and doughy thighs. when you don’t respond, you feel the stretch of your boyfriend’s lips into a sick smirk against your heated skin, you feel the way an amused laugh brews in the root of his chest and blossoms against his tongue. you have your regrets about bratting him today, but you absolutely love when he’s riled up like this. “got nothin’ t’say? when you had all that mouth f’me in front of the others earlier. hah, what a fuckin’ shame.” he’d been edging you for hours on his couch for this very reason, taunting and tweaking your body until you’re close only to rip your orgasm away from you.
that is until katsuki switched to overstimulation, watching you cum and cum until there was practically nothing left in you.
his hands push at the meat of your thighs, grazing heart shapes and other love filled patterns against their insides right up until he reaches your core and your resolve crumbles. bakugou pushes a thumb against your pulsating and sensitive clit, watching as your body attempts to arch away from his and you break character— a sweet symphony of wails and whines breaking free from between your lips.
“f-fuck!..kats…kats ‘m sorry— can’t is too much, ‘m sorry i don’t want anymore! please..” you plead with him, legs thrashing and trembling while you attempt to squirm away from katsuki’s chest, cunt betraying you and gushing all over his pants and leather couch.
“there you fuckin’ are, hah? y’gonna make some noise baby? cry a little more?” bakugou tears you, amused by the tears pricking in your bambi eyes as he spreads his thighs more and yours with them to expose your hot, saccharine sex to the cool air— his fingers don’t stop, drawing a mix of delicate and rough shapes against the numb— lifting the hood of your clit as blood rushes to it. “you’re gonna cum again. don’t care if ya want it or not. that’s how we learn our lessons, ain’t that right beautiful..” it takes you a second, through the haze of post orgasm bliss, the extra stimulation and katsuki curling two of his rough and calloused fingers against your soft inner walls to realise that he’s talking to your pussy. he’s purring behind you, praising your silken cunt and how fucking wet she is.
“katsuki,” you slur this time, pelvis rising high off of his lap, legs threatening to snap shut the faster bakugou fingers your sensitive hole to oblivion, he lets them glide through your folds— gathering your juices before he finger fucks them back into, groaning in your ear from how soaked you are before he kisses the side of your head.
“hm?” he purrs; blood red eyes glued to where his fingers to easily disappear inside of you, lewd squelches echoing throughout the room.
“i’m… hm..please— i wanna cum,” your lips push into a pout, head thrown back and digging into katsuki’s shoulders as he slows his pace down— dragging his thumb over your clit in dangerously slow and tight circles. “‘m gonna cum…i can’t please—please.”
bakugou smiles cruelly, laughs into your ear and picks up the speed again, squeezing you close to him. “my baby’s gonna cum, huh? all over my fingers ‘n my fuckin’ thighs like a slutty little mess, yeah?” his words are rushed and scrabble your brain as his fingertips brush against your g-spot, pounding into you as if they were his cock. “should i let you cum or should i make ya hold it?”
just when you thought you could relax, when you believed the relief of an orgasm would wash over you— katsuki pulls his fingers from your weeping sex, spreading them apart so you can see the clear strings of your arousal connecting them before he crudely slaps his hand down on your quivering pussy. “oh my—fuck!”
“i wan’cha to cum like this baby, i know you can.” he repeats his actions, cooing into your ear while you struggle in his grip, moans raising an octave, body giving up on you as you shake and fall apart. “you wanna cum so bad? then do it. let go f’me.” again, again, again. katsuki slaps a hand down against your clit, rubbing it in a smooth circle for just a second before he repeats his actions, ruining your pussy. each time it’s harder, each time you’re one step closer to orgasm and you wish you could control it, the hold this man has over you.
“oh god! k-kats, ‘m cumming— i’m cumming!” you squeal when it finally washes over you, the dam breaking as your whole body trembles and a clear stream of your arousal stains katsuki and the floor bellow— he doesn’t stop, tapping at your clit with wet slaps throughout your high. “s-stop, katsuki please.”
“nuh-uh, wanna see more. wanna see how that cute cunt squirts for me.” he slaps your pussy again, smiling proudly when you squirt even more, release splashing down your thighs. “i’ll stop when you learn to stop actin’ up, yeah?”
and you barely have the breath to agree, overstimulated, edged too much and far too gone.
just the way katsuki likes it when you act up and talk back to him.
i need to be chased down in the woods, heart pounding in my ears and body completely bare except for a pair of little lace panties and bra that barely cover anything.
i need to be paranoid for hours, not knowing where you are, desperately trying to get away but going deeper into the woods by accident, farther and farther away from help.
i need you to catch me, hunt me down like a little bunny and waste no time getting the little lace pieces off me, having waited long enough watching me this whole time.
i need you to tie up my hands to the closest tree and shove my knees up to my shoulders, tying them there so i cant do anything to stop you.
and all i can do is scream when you shove your cock into me, begging you to go slowly or stop while you start fucking all the thoughts from my head.
eventually i’ll stop begging for you to stop, and be a brainless slut made for taking cock, only able to moan and make little “uh uh uh”s as i cum again and again from being raped.
i’ll break fully when you finally bury your cock so deep inside me theres no where for your cum to go but inside my womb, breeding my little pussy despite not wanting it.
pound my cunt over and over, filling me up until you cant cum anymore. i was caught like a little bunny, now i’ll breed like one.
imagine bakugo who is pounding into you, his hips bucking with every thrust, you’re too cockdrunk to even realise what’s going on other than katsuki’s dick hitting your g spot constantly.
“mhm you like it baby? my good slut, looking so cockdrunk mhm? you want more? want more of daddy’s big cock? huh slut? tsk what a dirty little whore.” and all you can do is cry out of the pleasure you’re receiving.
“look at you, aren’t you afraid of me tearing you? your tight little hole? hm baby? look-” he gripes your jaw tightly, forcing you to look down, where his cock is mercilessly pounding into your tight pussy. You whine and throw you head back out of embarrassment.
“embarrassed now are we heh? i don’t remember you shying when you were begging f'my dick slut, huh? ’want your cock ‘suki’” he mocks you a crazed look on his face causing you to moan even louder.
“yeah, yeah that right, take this cock whore, hm? take daddy’s cock real good and i might just make you a mommy, then you can call me daddy for real.”
absolutely homophobic that there aren't any women and non-binary people who are bigger and stronger than me in my dms or asks telling me how much they want to use and abuse my pussy, im suing.
A man who can’t keep himself away from you even when you’re begging him to.
He wraps one arm around your waist while his other hand strokes himself once, twice.
“Look what my little girl did to me.”
He can’t help but rub the head of his thick cock against your pouting little pussy lips. Because you’re just so cute when you’re tired. When you’re whining and try to weakly push him away.
"Made daddy so hard, baby. So big."
He presses the tip of his cock against your little clit, sliding it up and down and coating himself in your wetness because you’re just so pathetic.
Crying, saying you’re tired but your little pussy is just so wet and needy:(
Yes, I am very perverted.. however, I yearn for a deep love, a soul crushing connection with another soul.
We live and breathe for one another, our souls intertwined. Completely devoted, committed and consumed by eachother. We would go extreme lengths for eachother, no matter how dangerous it may be. We live in our own world, nothing else matters. Expect us.
Long for me, yearn for me. You cannot live without me. You need me to survive. You need me for everything. I’ll be waiting for your call, while you’re desperately waiting for me to come to you.
Look how I fall to your touch, your words, your gaze upon me. You own me, everything of me is yours. You know how to manage me, how to control my every thought and action, how to make me submit and devote my whole existence to you.
Being controlled without realizing is so hot. Opening a file sent to me only to wake up hours later with no clues to what I was doing other than a wet spot on my seat. Having triggers implanted subconciously so I don't understand why I've suddenly dropped to the floor with my mouth opened, trying to figure out why I feel urged to follow someone's every command. I just need to be corrupted to do every humilating task asked of me until I'm nothing but a dumb puppy.
