You're a whiny little dog, aren't you? I almost feel bad. You look so needy and desperate right now. It's cute on you. You wanna get off so bad? Oh, poor baby. It must be hard for you not being able to touch your puppy parts. If you beg, and beg pretty, I'll let you hump against my leg. How about that. Does puppy want that? Yes? Oh, good pet. Ah ah, no. Dogs don't use human words. You don't use big human words, because you're just a dumb puppy. Remember? Yeah... c'mon. Bark. Louder. Good puppy. Go on, then. Grind up against Owner like the pathetic mutt you are.
everyday while i fuck my holes and continue with my training i listen to these audios on repeat.
they allow me to turn my brain off completelyyyyy and leak any iq i have left out of my holes.
im sharing this so all stupid cunts can train ourselves better and more efficiently.
if you have any audio porn that makes you a better good girl, repost and add your audio link below so we can all fulfill our purpose to serve Men together đ„°âš
i was wondering i could request head canons or a small fic or sum, with a chaotic, horny reader x Marauders?(separate ofc)
Reader is always running around, getting into trouble, going to partyâs and getting drunk as can be, but theyâre also REALLY horny. when it comes to their man đ€
Could it also have smut? i just LOVE the way you right smut đđ«¶đ»
marauders with chaotic, hypersexual fem!reader
masterlist & descrip. rated r. 16+. nsfw under the cut. fem!reader. 2.4k total words. other warnings by section.
a/n. sure ml, i'll do my best (for smut i usually need gender indicators for reader whereas i don't with headcanons â so i assumed you meant f!reader for this)
james potter | (0.8k) - reader has a hangover, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), praise
your head had been killing you all morning. it had been a late night, partying with the girls from your house in the dorm next to yours. plus you had been thinking about your boyfriend all morning, waiting for him to come find you, to make the need between your legs settle.
james sat down beside you on the bench in the great hall, and noticing your seeming annoyance, had few words. âlove are you alright?â he leant his arm over to rub your back. âah! jamie no need to yell.â you put your head in your arms against the table. âoh. c'mon doll what have i told you about drinking without me around to help you? to make sure you're safe?â his care, his obliviousness to something he was unaware of, just made you want him more. âi know jamie, m'sorry.â he rubbed a little harder into your back, pressing a kiss to your temple.
knowing how your hangovers were, he leaned down, speaking to you in a whisper, âdo you need anything precious?â the way his breath tingled against your skin sent heat straight to your sex, making you press your thighs together. you shook your head without lifting it, making a little 'nuh uh' sound. james nudged you with his elbow. âgo away jamie.â the way you whined at him made him realise something. he felt stupid, he knew he should've figured it out sooner.
âbunny, do you wanna go back to my dorm? my mates are out.â you can hear the smile in his voice, and you perk your head up, just in the slightest to create eye contact with him. as gently as possible, as to not let the light get to your head, you nod to him. âalright, c'mon trouble.â
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james was so good to you. the curtains in his room were drawn closed, and you were winding the sheets up in your hands, knuckles beginning to lose colour.
âshitâ jamie..â once again, you tried to close your thighs around his head, moaning rather loudly. james pulled his mouth off of your sex for just a moment, âi know you're hungover peach, but c'mon,â he pushed your legs away from his head. âlegs apart.â you try to say something, but james resumes his attack on your core, swirling his tongue around your clit before giving it a quick kiss and pressing his tongue back inside your pussy. your boyfriend adored the sounds he drew from you, and it only furthered his fervour to make you cum.
his fingers pressed into your thighs, creating handprints you were sure would be visible later on. one hand slipped away from your leg, and as his tongue pulled away from your walls, he replaced it with two of his fingers. âyou're always so needy, aren't you bunny?â
working against your walls, brushing his fingers against your spot, he could feel the way you pulsed and sucked his fingers in. âgod peach, y'so wet for me.â
âonly f'youâ only f'you james, fuck!â the moans you let out were bordering on pornographic, and james was loving every second of it, pressing kisses to your inner thigh, occasionally sucking red spots into them. âm'close jamie! s'so close..â your words only spurred him on, curling his fingers and kissing your clit, licking your clit, stimulating you the best he could. ây'doing so good for me flower. so perfect, y'feel so good on my fingers n' on my tongue.â the words made you clench, and you could feel the wind up tingle growing in your stomach.
while james urged you onwards with praise, your back arched off the mattress, knuckles white while fisted into his sheets, trying to push your face into them to muffle your moans and whines. âjamie, c- can i.. shit..â
âgo on, love, cum for me.â his permission pushed you over your tipping point, groaning out as he finger-fucked you through your orgasm. âthat's my sweet girl. good job,â he cooed, slowly removing his fingers from your cunt. he licked them clean almost ritualistically before licking along your slit to clean you up.
james rose from his spot on the floor to lean over you. âyou feeling better darling?â fucked out and dopey-eyed, you nodded a yes. he grabbed your arm to heave you up and into his arms, âlet's get you cleaned up.â
âi love you jamie, so much. thank you for taking such good care of me..â your words were almost breathless but nonetheless made your boyfriend smile. âanytime stunner, i love you.â
remus lupin | (0.8k) - light hair pulling (remus' hair), light condescension, fingering, mention of a voice kink
âremmy, please, i need you.â your boyfriend could feel the alcohol on your breath fan over his skin, sending a shiver down his arms. âm'dear you're drunk. m'not gonna touch you when you're like this.â he never did, he always wanted your full consent for everything. but tonight you weren't having it and you'd thought you tried everything, until a little lightbulb went off in your brain. if it hadn't been for the drinking, you would've remembered sooner that you'd recorded a video from hours earlier for this exact moment. it made you laugh, how you knew yourself and your boyfriend so well.
it took a moment to steal remus' attention again, but once you had, you weren't letting it go. âlook rem.â you pulled your wand â which you were not supposed to have â and chanted the spell that you'd forget by morning, and a little recording played of you rambling on about how even in your drunken state, you'd given him all the consent you could. âdove pleaseââ you pouted at him, and with a heavy sigh, he gave in. âyou make me crazy.â your expression immediately perked up into a smile, and if you were a dog you tail would be hurting others around you from how hard it would be wagging.
- âȘâąâŠ â âŠâąâ« -
âsometimes honey, you're so difficult, and all because of this?â remus pulled his fingers up from your slit, showing you the slick coating his appendages. you mumbled out a small 'mhm,' while he returned his fingers to your sex, rubbing circles into your clit while you whimpered into his sweater. âwas this all you wanted angel? for me to fuck you on m'fingers?â your sounds of incoherence told him yes.
as his fingers drew sounds from you he knew were reserved for him and only him, you tried not to pull too much at his sweater, instead pushing your other hand up into his hair for stability. âif you need to pull lovey,â his voice got lower when he whispered the last word, âpull.â you could feel yourself try to suck his fingers in farther. âi know honey, i know.â you would've thought his words were almost directed at your cunt if it hadn't been for his eyes being trained on your face. you moaned with your head thrown back, tugging at his sweater almost in attempt to bring him closer. ây'gonna be good after this sunshine?â your boyfriend cooed at you as you tried to bury your face into his chest, unable to stay in one place with how well his fingers worked you open. while you nodded, remus smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead. you took the opportunity to get your hands back in his hair, tugging every time you clenched down on his fingers.
the feeling of your hands pulling at his strands mixed with how your sex pulled his fingers in made his breathing a little unsteady, heavier. âyou're doing so good f'me lovey, y'know that right?â his thumb rubbed over your clit, ripping higher-strung moans from you. with a struggle, you get very few, choked words out. âyes, fuckâ rem yes..â
really, neither of you cared if anyone outside could hear you. since the casual fucking had become normal, almost routine, anybody who did hear you guys just kept on walking.
remus moved his fingers along your walls, whispering and mumbling praises against your ear. all of it coupled with how the alcohol made your mind hazy pushed you ever closer to finishing. âmerlin rem, m'so fucking close..â you told him, words almost fading out from how much harder it had gotten to speak. âwhen you get there angel, you don't need to ask me, you can go on and cum.â it was how he said it, how calm he was, how he was fully clothed and relaxed while you had lost your underwear and had become a mess under his touch that made it so much easier to get you over the edge. of course not being sober assisted quite a bit as well.
âso pretty like this, aren't ya?â remus used his free hand to swipe your hair out of your face, smiling at how the sweat kept some strands of your hair stuck to your face. his words really got to you, they always did, his voice always got to you, making you pulse and clench down on whatever he'd give you. with a near scream-like moan, you let yourself unravel on your boyfriend's fingers. âthat's my perfect girl..â he waited to pull his fingers from you until you'd gotten through your orgasm and began to breathe normally. after that, he licked at his fingers, telling you how much he loved how you tasted.
with remus you never forgot your manners, even drunk, even completely spent. âmoons,â you breathe out, and remus tilts his head at you. âthank you.â your voice is shaky, but nonetheless you thank him, you always do. âanytime.â remus winks before getting up to retrieve a towel and clean you up so he could put you down to sleep.
sirius black | (0.8k) - p in v sex, safe sex, breathplay if you squint
âi cannot believe she told on me.â you had just finished rambling to your boyfriend about some new trouble you'd gotten in. it always fascinated him considering the fact that he was usually the one to get in trouble in his friend group. âpersonally, i think she's a bitch.â he agreed, grabbing something off his plate and nibbling on it. âugh, i'd still do it again though.â you muttered, not expecting him to catch what you said. âyou're a rebel jus'like me. i'm so proud of you. and myself of course, i did my job as your delinquent boyfriend right.â he had this kind of crooked grin, but you just rolled your eyes, glancing up at one of your friends before remembering something you had planned as a prank with a couple of your friends. âgodric, firecracker you're amazing.â he'd said after you retold him a part of the story.
it didn't last long though, beaming at the praise of your boyfriend, you ditched the storytelling. âtell me more.â you batted your eyes at him rather playfully. sirius leaned back just a tad before leaning in real close to your face. âi don't know, do you really need to be told more?â if only he'd realised how the words had affected you, making you scoot closer to him and press your thighs together. âplease.â he looked at you, perplexed. he really had no idea how easily he turned you on. âdon't make me beg siri..â oh. oh. now he understood, although you didn't mean for the words to come out as whiny and out of breath as they did. âwell alright gorgeous, let's go on back to my dorm while my mates are out.â you nodded rather quickly, getting up to scurry out of the great hall.
âsometimes sugar, i question if you're more trouble than me.â
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in your boyfriend's dorm you were laid back on his bed, underwear and trousers lost to his floor, moaning and whining against sirius' shoulder as his hips rutted into you over and over and over again. âfuck, sweetheart you're so-â he groaned against your ear. ây'so tight.â his words made you squeeze your fingers into his shoulders, nails almost trying to draw blood. sirius dragged his teeth along your jaw and up to nibble on your ear, whispering praises while his hips bucked against your legs. âtakin' it so well for me pup, isn't that right?â his voice only pushed you further, making you cry out his name.
it was when sirius felt the cold exposure in small spots and lines on his back, formed from the drawn blood, that something switched inside him. his breathing got heavier, his hips moved against your body at a higher speed, forcing shorter, higher-pitched moans out of your mouth. it made your mind begin to feel fuzzy and your cunt pulsate around his cock.
âyou were so desperate to get off weren't ya? completely ditched breakfast for this,â you scratched again at his back, wrapping your legs around his middle to bring him closer. âmhm, always am-â he cut you off with a particularly sharp rut against you. âfuck- siri-â he grumbled a chuckle, his breath fanning hot against your skin. âi know pup, i know.â sirius kissed your ear lobe and down your jawline.
âsirius m'gonna cum.â you mumbled, feeling yourself clench down on his cock. without seeing him, you could tell he was smiling. âplease don't stop. need this. need you.â the way your said the words, clearly sweat coated and heavy, drove him to press into your harder. âyou gonna cum on m'cock, is that right?â you repeatedly hummed a yes to him, trying to muffle your sounds in his neck.
âsirius m'cumming.â that was the most warning you could give him before you squeezed down harder, letting your orgasm wash over you. âmhm, almost there sweets.â a few more slaps of skin and he halted his movement with his thighs pressed against the backs of yours, filling the latex around his cock with his seed. still, you could feel the warmth of it against your walls and it made you smile. he rode out his high within you, pulling out to look at you.
you were already beginning to lose yourself to sleep without a thought to the slick of sweat on your body, happily fucked out and satisfied. âyeah, you're definitely more trouble than me gorgeous.â he pulls you off of his bed, making you groan. âi gotta clean you up dollface, work with me here.â you nod to him, trying to assist him by pushing your weight up and into his arms. he always did his best to do right by you.
Playing smash bros with a sub only to reach over to her and tap her forehead, blanking her brain entirely and winning, and when she gets mad at you shoving your finger into her mouth so she simply sucks and drools like the dumb girl she is
You think too much, you know that? It isnât a good thing, either. Overthinking and stress can lead to a lot of unwanted things like early balding, grey hair, and wrinkles, as well as sleep problems, illness, and headaches. None of those are good things, you know.
But thatâs okay, because Iâm here now, and with me here, you wonât have to think again. Iâll show you some pretty spirals, tell you some things, and youâll be right as rain in a jiffy!
Do you like it? I think itâs really pretty, the way it goes round and round in a never ending loop and your eyes immediately fall to the center, watching it go round and round and round.Â
Itâs so nice to be able to get lost in a spiral, to not need to focus on anything else, just the spinning motion as it spins away your thoughts, leaving all that stress to simply let your mind go as you stare deep into the spiral for me.
Hereâs another one, different, but just as nice, still going round and round but still making your head just as empty as the first. Itâs so easy to lose yourself in a nice spiral, to let it loosen up all your muscles so you donât have to worry about anything else, just how good it feels to get lost in a lovely spiral for me.
Youâre already so relaxed for me, so just take some deep breaths, just relax into whatever cushion you're sitting on, and just let go. Let the spirals spin your thoughts away.
Hereâs a new one, so go ahead and take a good long look. See these spirals? If you give yourself to me, youâll see these all the time, youâll be with me all the time. Youâll never have to think again. Never have to struggle or worry or stress ever again. Doesnât that sound nice?
All youâll have to do is obey my every command, listen to my every word, let yourself become my good, perfect thrall, and youâll be happy as a clam.Â
You just need to trust me. And thatâs easy. Iâve never given you a reason not to trust me, isnât that right? Yeah, see? Youâre nodding along with me already.Â
You feel it donât you? The way your mind is so easily surrendering to my words, like a pile of snow, adding even the slightest bit of pressure makes it shape to my will, adding the slightest bit of warmth makes it melt. Thatâs just as it should be.
Youâre doing so good, so well, itâs already just so easy to surrender to me, to give up everything for me. You feel a pulsating feeling coursing through your veins, the urge to give up everything and simply obey my words. To simply think what I want you to think and do what I want you to do. Itâs just that easy, really. You have no need to do anything else besides what I make you. Because thatâs how it should be.Â
Good girls like you obey my every command, hang onto my every word, follow my every instruction. Just as you were made to. So be good for me, give in for me.
If youâre having a hard day just remember youâre not supposed to be a big girl with all those anxious thoughts.
Youâre supposed to be mommyâs puppy.
Itâs not your fault the world demands too much from you. You want to be a good girl, just a dumb horny obedient puppy.
Without an owner you canât help but be stressed and lost in life. Thereâs no one to take you on walks, to rub your back while you sleep in her lap, to play with your puppy parts while you moan and whimper.
Youâre supposed to be mommyâs good little puppy. Donât let anyone tell you otherwise. Accept it, embrace it, love it. Thatâs who you are, deep down youâre just a puppy.
i dont even necessarily need sex, i just really need to be submissive to someone. just to let them tell me what to do so i can switch off my stupid puppy brain for a while, just for them.
to be there on my knees while they do work, not even fully paying attention to my pathetic whines as i solely focus on them and them alone. a rough fucking would be appreciated but i dont need it. being on my knees is enough.
when he gets you really horny and in such a deep subspace that you just want to answer âyes daddyâ to everything he says without thinking about consequences? đ”âđ«đ”âđ«đ”âđ«
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