#cw.pegging

[prttykittes]

how about a lyney x femdom reader where she pegs him with a banana wrapped in a rainbow condom(」°ﾛ°)｣ im sober and bored so i need to entertain myself

This was so random, anyways I hope you enjoy this, (⁠◕⁠દ⁠◕⁠) mwah merry Christmas early!! (⁠♡⁠ω⁠♡⁠ ⁠)⁠ ⁠~⁠♪

CW. Anal sex, Dom!reader, Pegging, wrong use of banana, rainbow condom, crying during sex(forgot term), Rough sex

Your body was rocking against his, you smiled as he moaned. His legs trembling, oh how pretty he looked! His eyes were twitching, his hole was clenching around you so hard! You grip his waist as you go faster, making his back arch and making him moan louder and louder! His slutty lewd moans were so good sounding! His hole kept on twitching, clenching around your “cock” which was a banana. It felt weird against you, it was tied with a rope around your lower waist like a strap! It was covered in a rainbow condom, you were happy once you found it, it was quite silly but you had this idea pop up in your head. You were bored and you asked him and he said yes! So that's why your here fucking his butthole with a banana, the tip of it was poking at your cunt as well, when you moved and it felt uncomfortable but you will deal it for him! You smiled when you saw his face, tears beautifully going down his face, his cheeks red as he looked out of it, his mouth wide open and his tongue sticking out. He was so cute! You bite at his neck, leaving hickies on his neck, you lick it and suck on it. He grunts and moans, you lick your lips as you go harder. Going deeper inside of him, you can see his dick twitching. Lots if pre-cum leaking out it, the tip red. His dick kept on twitching, you wanted to suck on it. Slurping up his pre-cum, you rub it as he throws his head back, his eyes roll back. He finally cums, his white liquid making a mess on him and on the bed sheet. You smile and pull out, the banana was a mess and it was mushed. You kiss his cheek and lick up his mess!

[mrsapple314]

I forgot who among y'all moots posted about having Endo tied shibari-style (idk?) in a room, gagged, blindfolded maybe? With his ass up the air and getting pegged on strap or something 🤔 coz i saw some spicy twt link earlier that reminded me of him 👀

[eggtargaryenii]

*looks you in the eye* I guarantee you, Jace Valyron does not even know what a prostate orgasm is. Go blow his mind, egg

AHLFDJSKDJS IT WILL HAVE TO BE MY BURDEN TO EDUCATE HIM IG 💀 so do you guys think they had straps in ye olde fantasy europe? do you guys think they would let me peg the crown prince? or that a no-go ........

[petrichorium]

Ace would take a strap like a champ but it’d be ruined by the massive tattoo of his captain that you’d have to fucking stare at while railing him 😔

[whoreshijima]

CW// pegging, sub daichi, mentions of multiple orgasms , anal

Legs wide, heavy pants and grunts falls from daichis lips as you press your weight into his hips. Daichi loves being splayed out underneath you, blush spreading over his chest and up his neck to fan over his cheeks as you push your hips flush to his. Finally he’s given up control, letting you take care of him for once.

His lips drop open as you slide your hands over his hips and stomach, he’s tense and shakey as he takes every inch of the pink strap inside him, clenching and pushing his hips further down onto the toy as the silicone balls press into his skin. Chest panting and clashing his lips to yours as he grinds against it.

“My good boy, taking my cock so well. You’ve taken all of it baby, so so good for me. You want me to fuck you, huh? You wanna cum over my cock?”

And all he can manage is a desperate nod, bringing his hands to your hips to encourage you to move. Sliding out of him and pushing back in for the first time was always tight, but always made Daichi breathless. You knew exactly where the spot is that makes his back arch, his legs twitch and a guttural groan leave his chest as he throws his head back.

Setting a steady pace, his eyes don’t leave yours as your hips are slamming Into his, skin slapping and sweat dripping down both your bodies as he’s overcome by pleasure. One hand snaking between your bodies to fist at his cock, red and swollen, dripping with pre cum as his hips chase your cock and his fist.

Watching his eyes glaze over from lust and desperation was a sight you could watch forever, body releasing any tension whilst your fingers pinch and squeeze at his large thighs. Sweat clings to his forehead, attaching to the hair that’s fallen over his face. Kiss swollen lips, parted and whimpering as your drag your strap in and out of his ass.

“Fuck baby, I’m going to cum, need more. Please, please need more... harder please, harder- fuck”

The words are strangled and strained from his tight throat as you slam your hips harder, one hand sliding up his body to knot your fist in his hair, tugging his head up to look at you in the eyes as you go harder and faster. You’re both gasping for breath as daichi cums, hard over his stomach, groaning and grunting as his hands slicks over his swollen cock.

“F-fuck, oh my god, fuck! S’too much, so good, oh my god” the words are tumbling from his mouth as he rides out his orgasm. A post orgasm hazey smile spreading across his flushed and sweaty face.

“Feels good, huh baby? You took my cock so well” rutting into him now, pressing the head of the strap deeper inside him. “But we’re not done, gonna ride you now, you gotta make me cum too”

[mooni-bunni]

If you peg Armin, he moans “put a baby in me.” Every time. I won’t accept criticism, full confidence too.

You don’t even have to get the full strap, two fingers has him begging to be bred.

Is he ashamed after? Depends on who heard him.

Is he going to involuntarily say it every time you make him cum? Absolutely.

Fuck him with a strap against any surface and he loses it.

His breeding kink goes both ways, what can I say?

[bokutoslittlebird]

Hands On Learning

Osamu x trans!male!reader x Suna

Warnings: daddy kink, sex toy [strap-on], pegging (Suna receiving), m. masturbation, OsaSuna interactions, abdl, fingering, backshot, cumshot

Whimpers come from you as you rub yourself on Suna’s cock, lips wrapped around Osamu’s nipples as their hands wander over your hot skin. Hands go down your back, over your ass, down the expanse of your thighs as some move down your chest and over your stomach, tender hands massaging muscle and fat and ghosting over your sensitive areas. Suna’s hips buck, a whine from you as you pop off of Osamu, eyes glancing back to look at Suna, who is currently occupied with Osamu’s lips. A golden eye catches your gaze, Suna smirking into the kiss before bucking his hips once more. Osamu’s hand comes to your head, pressing you back to his skin. A huff comes from you as your tongue laps over Osamu’s nipple, but a thought stops you.

Removing your body from the two, they stop their lip locking to look at you, confusion on their faces. “Can we.. can we try something new?” You muster the courage to say. Osamu nods, urging you to continue. “What if I told you guys what to do, like I was the Daddy and you were both taken care of by me?”

“Baby boy, are you sure? Being a Daddy is a bit different,” Osamu says, but you’re determined. A single look in your eyes is all he needs, a sigh coming from him as he smiles. “Alright, tell us what to do,”

“Rin, baby, can you suck off ‘Samu? Without slacking off?” You flutter your eyelashes, a mischievous smile on your face. Suna tilts his head in agreement and pushes Osamu back, his head falling onto the pillows. You position yourself behind Suna, pushing him down until he’s hunching over Osamu, lips almost pressed to the tip. “Go on,” you encourage, but Suna raises his eyebrow. With nothing else coming from your mouth, he shrugs and puts Osamu in his mouth, pink tongue lapping at the shaft and swirling around the top before taking it all in. “Good boy!”

“That’s good—“ Osamu begins, but you cut him off.

“Uh-uh! No orders from you, baby! Just lean back and enjoy it,” You smile at him, watching his shoulders relax as his hand goes to Suna’s hair. Pulling on the strands, he lets out a breathless moan as Suna continues to bob his head on Osamu’s cock. Before Suna can get into a rhythm, you’re replacing Osamu’s hands with your own, pulling him off as he widens his eyes. Suna looks at you, saliva strands connecting his lips to Osamu’s tip. You smile at the scene, before pushing him back down, unaware of your strength. Suna gags, feeling Osamu hit his throat as he is forced down, jerking back as you slightly jump, but keep your hand on his hair. Keeping him down, your other hand moves to his entrance, tip of your finger tracing around the hole before wiggling inside, rubbing the walls.

“Seems like someone’s having a hard time being a Daddy, let me help,” Osamu grunts, moving Suna off him as he coughs, licking at the drool on his lips. You lean back on your feet, watching Osamu move you and Suna into different positions. “Gotta know how to properly please your baby, y’know?” Osamu presses himself against your back, lube in one hand and his other hand pushing Suna’s legs up. With his strength, it’s almost effortless as Suna is almost folded in half. Osamu’s breath is hot against your ear, “gotta prep properly. Use the lube, but make it warm.”

Osamu shows you, putting the lube in your hands and then rubbing it together, warming the liquid as you look on in awe. Then, he does what you did — tracing the rim of Suna’s entrance with the liquid coating his fingers. Pushing in one, it goes it much easier than yours did and Suna moans at the feeling. “See? Don’t want it going in dry, do you?” Shaking your head, he kisses your temple and pumps his fingers in Suna a few times. “Your turn. Try two fingers, yes those two, and gently push them in,” he orders, you following his instructions. Slipping in two fingers is easier than your one beforehand, the lube helping to ease them in and Suna being more relaxed as you pump your fingers in and out of him.

Osamu praises you, encouraging you to add in one more. You do so, grinning as Suna moans and squirms under your touch, the feeling of your loosening his walls too much. Osamu’s hands wander in between your legs, slick fingers rubbing at your clit and brushing over your folds. “Someone’s enjoying it. Shall we continue?” His fingers press up into your clit, making your hips buck as your fingers lose rhythm, but you nod. “We gotta get the harness, baby. Your cock is too small for your baby,” he coos, another kiss to your temple before leaning over to get the strap-on that sets on the bedside table. It’s first use is today, but you’re excited as Osamu secures the material on your hips. Once done, he’s adding the lubricant to the silicone cock, pumping it to warm it as his lips mesh with yours, tongue flicking at your bottom lip. He pulls away, pushing his fingers into Suna once more.

“Gotta make all of your lovers feel good, so you gotta be a Daddy and make him feel good, m’kay?” Osamu says, using his hips to push you into Suna, keeping the cock lined up to push into Suna. He keeps the pace gentle, telling you to rock into him — it’s supposed to feel good, so you gotta be gentle. Osamu’s own cock rubs against your lower back, sticky fluid smearing across the skin. He doesn’t pay attention to it, more focused on making sure Suna’s feeling good over his own pleasure. The feeling of being fully sheathed in Suna is something akin to bliss, watching him pant and moan underneath your gaze once you’re completely in him. There’s a bliss of feeling accomplished, but Osamu tells you to continue being gentle.

His hand is on his own cock, pumping the shaft as he watches and instructs you with Suna. Leaning down on Suna, you spread his legs apart to have access to his chest. “Someone’s getting ahe—oh!” Suna cuts himself off, moaning when your tongue swirls around one of his nipples, trying to do shallow thrusts up into him at the same time. Lips wrapping around the perky bud, you suck on the skin as your hand comes to tweak and flick his other nipple, soon relaxing as your hand rubs his skin. Gentle circles on his skin relaxes him, but your hips don’t thrust as you’re too focused on sucking on his nipples, tongue flicking against the bud before swiping it with the flat of your tongue.

Osamu’s fingers pushing onto your clit as his hips buck against you, startling you. He looks at you when you glance back at him. “You gotta keep thrusting, baby,” he tells you. A sheepish grin paints on your lips, doing a shallow thrust as Suna throws his head into the pillows, chest heaving as you do so. Osamu keeps one hand on your hip, his cock rubbing against your skin as he guides you to thrust into Suna. Leaning forward once more, you’re sucking on Suna’s other nipple while Osamu guides your hips. A pinch to your hip has you yelping, Osamu telling you to not stop. “You gotta multitask,” he urges, cockhead still rubbing against your skin.

Had it not been for Osamu, Suna and you would’ve switched roles easily, with your lips constantly wrapping themselves around his nipples. Osamu huffs and pants behind you, occasional moans as he fucks his fist. Suna moans, one hand in the pillows while his other hand holds his own cock, pumping the shaft. Your hands are full with keeping Suna’s legs bent and spread, mind and lips focused on his chest. Tongue sticks out, trailing a line of saliva as you move to his other nipple, giving them equal attention. Feeling Osamu buck into you once more, you’re whimpering as you resume thrusting into Suna’s tight hole. Osamu’s fucking his fist faster, his other hand moving to grasp Suna’s and pump, while the man below you moans and arches his back. Soon enough, he’s letting out a guttural moan, hot seed splattering against your stomach and chest. Osamu’s not too far behind, a groan in your ear and you’re feeling his own cum against your back, painting a blank canvas, droplets oozing down the curve of your back.

Suna is heaving, trying to catch his breath as you and Osamu are. Osamu tilts your head back, smashing his lips against yours. Pulling away, he licks his lips. “Shall we continue our lesson?”

Author’s Note — Hi! This is a new format I’m trying out, so I hope you like it! I noticed my little notes were long and they’re supposed to be meant to help with the story, but I figured this way might be better so spoilers aren’t accidentally given! This is for my 💚💚💚💚 anon, so if anything is wrong, let me know, but I hope you enjoyed!

[bokutoslittlebird]

Request : Hi! I hope you’re having a good day! I don’t know if you write for him, but I was wondering if you could something for Iwaizumi? All of the content for him is dom!Iwaizumi and I was wondering if you could do fem!reader topping him? Tying him down, overstimulation, pulling his hair, and maybe he’s not used to being bottom but he starts to like it 🥺 I’m sorry if that’s too much,,,,, pls take care!!

I do write for Iwa-chan 😎 and I do usually write him as a dom and top but I can experiment! Except for Bokuto we ain’t doin that. I don’t think I’ll be doing anymore pegging at least for a while though (to be fair I made this request into pegging but still)

Includes: pegging, fingering (male receiving), sex toys [strap-on dildo, vibrating dildo, lube], overstimulation, brief hair pulling, handjob, bondage (just hands)

Switching It Up

The visit of the two guests in your house weren’t unwelcome, in fact they were almost always over. Your boyfriend seemed to act as if they were always unwelcome, but you had a feeling he’d be lonely if they avoided coming over. Matsukawa enjoyed the food and drinks you would have in stock simply because his large appetite was insatiable. Hanamaki enjoyed the booze you had in stock, able to use the hard earned money of his friends and he always had a place to spend the night, even if Iwaizumi told him to get out. He never did, just sleeping on the couch. You always made sure to make enough breakfast for him in the mornings, too.

Your playful tone of telling Iwaizumi to stop being mean to his friends had started a whole new topic for the men. It was a slightly uncomfortable one, but it wasn’t something for Mattsun and Makki to let go anytime soon.

“He’s a simp! Of course he bottoms for her!”

“You’re a simp, too! You don’t bottom for anyone,” Iwaizumi shot back. Makki snickered, trying to not choke on his morning omelet.

“I’d bottom for that fine ass, no questions about it,”

“You’re such a liar. You? Bottoming?”

“Okay, I wouldn’t. But,” Mattsun held up a finger, pointing it at Iwaizumi, “you would.”

“I’m her Daddy, what makes you think I’d bottom?” He grins, hearing your gasp of disbelief. Makki shrugs, snickering some more as he nudges Mattsun.

“You could call her Mommy. Switches exist, Iwa-chan,” Makki mocked Oikawa’s voice at the end, making Iwaizumi throw his spoon at his head.

“Alright, no throwing things, boys!” You shout at them, hand on your hip as you point. Each one of them bows their head and apologizes. Makki once more snickers at Iwaizumi, who picks up his spoon and puts his dirty dishes in the sink.

“I’ll do the dishes later, babe,”

“Okay, sweetie,”

“Ew, affection,” Mattsun groans, laughing as him and Makki erupt into a laughing fit. You roll your eyes and press a kiss to Iwaizumi’s jaw, leaving the room to do something else. With your departure, Makki and Mattsun are subjected to Iwaizumi’s wrath with no witnesses.

That night, after dinner, Hanamaki goes back to his own place and Matsukawa also leaves. With his early work schedule, Iwaizumi needs to go to bed early. Of course, with his hectic morning and afternoon, he was a bit tired. One thing never failed to put him to sleep, though, and that was fucking you into a stupor. When his hand against your hip squeezed, a thought came to mind.

“What if.. I did top you?”

“Wait, what? You’d want that?” His answer makes you feel silly for asking, turning over with a pout. He scoffs, but his arm goes over your waist. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”

“Is it too much?” You never really considered your relationship with him until now. It just naturally fell with Iwaizumi being the top and you being the bottom.

“Not— not necessarily,” he assures you. “I’ve never thought about it. We can try it, once at least,”

“Really?” Your bright eyes turn to him, full of hope. He smiles at you, brushing your hair out of your eyes. “You’d let me?”

“We’d need to prepare, research, and set down rules before we head into this. Diving head first without an understanding could be dangerous. How about for tonight, we’ll cuddle and tomorrow we can start getting ready to change things? We can start on my day off,”

“Aw, you’re the best!” You cheer, pressing a wet kiss to his cheek. He blushes and smiles, snuggling against you. “Simp,” you mutter. He growls and pinches your hip, telling you to stop. You smile, knowing you’re right.

Within the week that passes by, you and Iwaizumi do your own research on preventing any unseen consequences. Each day was a new thing to experience, pushing your fingers into him to let him get used to the feeling of being entered, sometimes pushing in a toy you came to own. Each day was something new but it was progress. Progress to the day when Iwaizumi was completely off, his day free to spend with you.

Another groan from him had you licking your lips, his cum dripping from your hand. His cock was turning red, the head swollen with sensitivity from his consecutive orgasms. Even though you didn’t blindfold him, his eyes were mostly closed, looking to the sides as he arms flexed with each tug of the binding rope. It wasn’t going to hurt him if he struggled, but it might hurt a bit with how strong he is. Once he’s finished, chest heaving as shaky breaths come out, you decide it’s time for the main event.

“Can you roll over? Or shall I do it?”

“I— I can do it,” he pants out, maneuvering himself. It’s the same position he’s been in twice the past week, but this time you’re in charge. With his face flush against the pillows, he raises his hips in the air as his cock hangs down. Rubbing your hands together, you warm up the lube and apply it to the silicone toy, the warm liquid glistening in the lamplight.

With a button, the buzzing silences you remove the purple toy, vibration finished as its left on the bed. Slick fingers delve into him, rubbing against his walls as he gasps, the massage more intense than he expected. “Is it warm enough? The lube, I mean,”

“Y-yeah,” with his word, you prepare to enter him. The feeling of having him under you gives you a sense of power, above him as you push into him. The dildo is thick in girth and long in length, stretching him out to his limits. His gasps are expected, a muffled moan as you continue to push into him. Once you’re flush against him, you start to gently thrust into him. More strained moans come from him, arms flexing as he tenses his arms.

“Relax, Hajime. I won’t break you,” you joke, picking up the pace. Once your thrusts are smooth, easily sliding in and out, you snap your hips to his as the squelching sounds come from his hole. With drenched fingers, you make sure to give his own cock some love as he push into him. Another moan comes from him, but you push his head back down against the pillows as your other hand keeps pumping him. In tandem with your thrusts, you find yourself being Iwaizumi closer and closer to his next orgasm, his final one of the night. Your hand on his head pulls his hair, bringing his head up as he lets out another groan, feeling your thumb tease his swollen slit as more of his cum shoots out, splashing against his abdomen and the sheets, dripping into a puddle.

The only sounds filling the room are the heavy pants from both of you, only to be replaced by Iwaizumi’s heavy breathing. As you put him on his side and undo the bindings, you see he’s passed out. With a test of his stamina, you’re not surprised. You won’t leave him like that, needing to properly clean him up, but one thing is certain for you.

“We should do this more often,”