did someone say womb fucking? mirio's got enough control over his quirk that he could phase right through your poor, beat up cervix and fuck you up. big fat cock bulge in your stomach and everything đđŠ
Um, yes omg gimme.
Heâd have you handcuffed to the bed so that you canât squirm away from what heâs going to do. Doesnât give you a warning as he activates his quirk, forcing his cock past your cervix before he deactivates it. Your pussy walls clamp down around him, and you squeal at feeling him so fucking deep inside of you. When he begins to move, you can see the bulge in your stomach where his cock is, and he tells you what a good girl youâre being for him as he presses down on it.Â
Doesnât pull out of you until his cum is shooting directly into your womb.
ââNo, Iâm supposed to be making you feel good.â
Avdolâs lips are hot against your throat, trailing kisses over the curve of your chest and your collarbone. Your breath catches as his fingers gently quest over your hips, urging you to spread your thighs apart with the clear insinuation that heâd like to be touching you. Your face flushes.Â
âI havenâtââ You start to say. âYou havenât let me touch youââ
Avdol chuckles against your ear, his voice low and deep - oh, his voice always seems to go right through you, like low velvet rubbing up and down your spine. Heâs always so sure of himself - even when you feel like youâre swimming in uncertainty, Avdolâs deep and careful voice whispering about how beautiful you look underneath him and how soft your skin is and how much he adores you is convincing in its assurances.Â
Your hands helplessly dance over the muscles in his shoulders and his chest - for someone who drapes himself in fabric, his body is something to behold. You wonder sometimes if he only covers himself so he doesnât incite a riot with how gorgeous he isâ
You reach his hips, the sharp âVâ of his hipbones leading down to where his cock is heavy and straining against his thigh - and you win a low groan from Avdol and the tease of his teeth on your bare skin.Â
âNo,â he manages, though you can hear that heâs holding himself back in his tone. âIâm supposed to be making you feel good.â One of your hands curls around the stiff, hot heat of his cock - and he groans again, hips bucking into your touch. âDonât be so-- difficult--â
Your lips brush his jawline, his hands fisting in the bedsheets beside your head, where youâre pinned beneath him. You look up at him through your lashes as one of your hands slowly pumps the wide girth of his cock, enjoying the view and marvelling - not for the first time - at how lucky you are.
oooh if you're taking prompt requests could i get avdol on hug 1 please my crops are withering
One cuddling Avdol coming right up~! \^v^/ - Ghost
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Prompt: âItâs really cold and no matter how manyblankets I have Iâm still freezing so Iâm trying to convince you to cuddlebecause youâre so warm.â
Whenever the time for colder weather rolled around youcouldnât help but find yourself envious of your partnerâs tolerance to such drastictemperature changes. Whilst Avdol himself was accustomed to the more heatedweather he seemed just as comfortable with the chilly breeze and frostytemperate as he was with the sweltering heat and for that you couldnât help butfeel a tad jealous, especially considering how poorly you yourself were dealingwith the frigid cold.
Bundled up beneath a wave of blankets seemed to do little toquell just how cold you felt and whilst you were tempted to make the trek overto the heater to warm up the room you couldnât bring yourself to do it (notthat youâd probably get far anyways â you were sure the moment your feettouched the floor youâd back right back up into your blanket cocoon) so youinstead opted to wait it out. Every once in a while your eyes would flickerover to the other side of the sofa as you glanced at the fortune teller, takingin his relaxed posture as he leaned against the arm of the furniture.
He clearly wasnât as badly affected as you were with thecold and seemed perfectly content at the current moment, his attention directedupon reading one of the novels youâd recommended him a few days prior- hell, hehad even shed his regular robes for something a little thinner and lighter onhis frame. You couldnât help but pout a little, mildly envious of your husbandâsnaturally warm body temperature, however the moment the thought came to yourmind you perked up a little as an idea made itself present.
Seeing how engrossed he was in his book you took it as anopportunity to shuffle closer over to his side, forgoing subtleties in favour ofmaking your way over to the other side of the sofa and once you found yourselfclose enough you swivelled yourself around so that you were now positionedfacing directly towards him. After a few beats of silence your sudden movementssoon gained Avdolâs attention as his dark eyes peeked over the book, castingyou a curious glance as he quirked a brow, silently questioning what you weredoing; in response you merely pulled the blankets closer to yourself, offeringhim a mildly exaggerated pout as you cast him the best puppy-dog eyes that youcould muster, watching his expression morph to one of realisation. He couldnâthelp but chuckle lowly but after a moment he too shifted his position so thatthere was enough room for you to move and you took the chance without hesitation,happily perching yourself in his lap as your arms wrapped around his torso andyou buried your face into his chest with a pleased sigh, feeling the warmth hisbody radiated wash over you and warm your frigid skin up almost immediately.
You felt one of his hands come up to rest on your back,softly rubbing circles comfortingly and you hummed in appreciation encouraginghim to continue with his ministrations; after a moment or two you reluctantlypulled your arms away, instead rolling around so that your back was now pressedflush against his chest and you giggled as he rested his head upon yourshoulder, bringing his book back into view so that he could continue readingaloud this time. His voice was soft and low and with the warmth accompanying ityou soon found yourself relaxing against him, your eyes slipping to a close asyou relished in the sound of his voice gently lulling you into a state ofrelaxation, feeling safe and content to spend the remaining day as you were.
oh man, hawks goes fucking WILD during breeding season. you can't leave the bedroom. he has to fuck you at least three times a day before he leaves for work. endeavor's not allowed within 50 feet of you, just in case.
Warnings: Dubcon, breeding, bondage.
He absolutely would be wild. Would keep you chained to the bed so you canât move or leave, legs spread so that he can use you whenever another breeding urge comes on. Which is often, letâs be honest. Puts pillows under your hips to prop you up and trap his cum inside of you. Canât have any of it leaking out of you, now can he? If any does, he pushes it back inside you before heâs fucking you yet again, filling you up with load after load of cum until youâre whining and begging him to stop, that you canât handle anymore, you feel so damned full.
i'm laughing so hard whitney tied me to a pole to watch me get fucked by a bunch of sailors and instead it's just this group of wholesome men who untie me and scold him for treating his friend like that
LMAO, amazing. When that happened I actually DID get fucked by sailors, so itâs hilarious to me that it can go the other way as well.
