#date everything suggestive

[m4mmonthebest]

All up in their pussies...

[coffeethoughtsandanxiety]

Not sure if this is too nsfw heavy and it's ok if you don't feel comfortable, what if in date everything the datebles are with a high stamina homeowner? Like yes they did accept to be in a poly with 100 people and yes they're committed to it and so it made a hilarious scenario with the datebles at first maybe worrying if the homeowner is overwhelmed or like feel like it's too much dating that many people to them more scaraoused at how they'll be the ones who taps out first before the homeowner even breaks a sweat (they're happy to be able to satisfy their partners and might know that they do have that too much stamina so they like to tease the datebles quite abit~), pretty much the dynamic is like:

Homeowner: "thx for the meal everyone! Can't wait to have more later~"

Datebles: *all are dried up and horrified at the suggestion, but oh so aroused and can't wait for it*

Aloekdkcosd I missed this one before!! Okay so this will be a little shorter but here it is!!!

Limitless Libido

WARNINGS: Suggestive, nothing specific is stated but I don’t beat around the bush, I will use what words I need to.

GN Reader x fanfic

How had they ever been concerned for you before? They looked at you so confused, the only thing that seemed to limit you was the amount of charges you had in a day. When they first had a talk about how many of them you were dating they thought the main thing was to make sure they didn’t overwhelm you and they made sure to tell you that if ever you did to let them know.

But then you relaxed in your chair in that way that made them all so hot and bothered and just said “Oh I think I’ll be just fine. You let me know if you need to tap out though okay?” You looked so genuinely concerned for them that they all agreed immediately.

The first to tap out was Stepford, is much as he tried to keep up with your stamina by the time he was just starting to recover you were ready for another round and a half. Don’t get it wrong he adored all you attention, but there only so many times he could orgasm in a day and you were exceeding that limit by leaps in bounds.

No one was shocked when Koa needed to take a break, it wasn’t his style as is but he lasted fairly long against your libido.

One by one they all had to take a break at some point, it was shocking when Kristoff had to back down. The big strong one with more stamina than several of them combined? Oh they were staring to worry now, would anyone be able to keep up with you?

The others started placing bets on who could last the longest. The top contender to them was Ben Hwa since they were literally made for sex, so it was terrifying when both them and Betty, who was the second biggest bet, tapped out after a very enthusiastic session with you.

Honestly by the time all of them had needed a break no one was sure who had actually lasted the longest. All to tired and blissed out to even try to figure it out.

You were walking around you house just talking to Mac when they asked you a question, “I don’t say this with being rude in mind, but how do you have so much stamina? There are literally over a hundred of us and we still can’t keep up.”

You thought it over and shrugged before answering, “Not really sure, you wouldn’t be the first to ask though, why’d you think I was single for so long?”

They shook their head and laughed “I wasn’t sure, but honestly we’re all impressed by you, I’m surprised you haven’t gotten bored with how much we all need to rest so much…” they joked probably expecting you to say a cheesy pick up line or laugh with them.

Instead you took your hand and held their face, brushing your thumb over their cheek and spoke oh, so softly to them, “That is never something I would leave you all for, you are all amazing and wonderful and I love you all with all my heart.” You lean down and kiss their forehead before smiling at them with that gorgeous smile they love and wink, which does something to them they really thought was not possible given how tired they were.

“But hey, when you’re rested and ready I’m always here.” Oh god, you’re gonna kill them huh? Not the worst way to die.

They may not be able to keep up with you, but they wouldn’t have you another way, especially if you keep talking to them like that.

You went to bed that night happy as can be, and even more happy to see your lover as an eerie feeling came over you, and a soft voice called to you. “Hello again my love~ how are you doing tonight? And what are feeling like this time?”

Nightmare was a sight to behold every time, and she might actually have more stamina than you it seems. The thought is terrifying, and absolutely captivating at the same time.

[saffron-seraph]

Anyone else think Volt treats Eddie so right?

[date-everything-headquarters]

It's kind of implied in the game that Eddie and Volt are connected (beyond Eddie creating Volt). Like when Volt blacked out, Eddie felt it too.

So that leads me to headcannon that as well as sharing pain, they also share pleasure. They don't share all sensations. Like, Eddie can't feel when Volt picks up a glass. But when a sensation is particularly strong, be it pain or pleasure, it's shared.

They're probably aware of the pain aspect, but I don't think they know about the pleasure aspect. When the two fucked before meeting the player character they just assumed any pleasure they felt was their own.

Now imagine the player character coming along and fucking one of them, and the other, for reasons unknown to them, start feeling pleasure...

Imagine pulling Eddie into the backroom during a show and fucking him against the desk, and Volt feeling the pleasure like it was his own. His face flushes as he looks around, wondering what could be the cause, and his eyes land on the backroom. He just Knows what's going on in there.

But he has to entertain, especially as Eddie and you are currently busy. So he has to try and push his arousal down.

Then later on, after Volt talks about the sudden pleasure he felt, tying Eddie to the bedframe and fucking Volt while Eddie watches. Not touching him until he gives in and begs to be touched.... edging both of them even though you're just touching Volt...

[intangible-effigies]

WIP Wednesday

thank you @calif0rnication for the tag!

it's been about a million years since i've participated in anything like this, but i actually do have a wip to share, so i figured why not :^) no idea who has or hasn't been tagged yet tho so i'm copping out this week, soz. anyway i'm hoping to finish this draft in the next few days and get it up on ao3, so keep an eye out for that if that's something that interests you <3

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Eddie could only watch, enraptured, as you stood up on tip-toes, extending your arm as far as possible as you tried to reach the top shelf, dragging his shirt higher and higher on your body until it revealed that you were not, in fact, wearing underwear, your round ass on display for him as he stood slack-jawed in the doorway.

It was too much; he couldn’t resist you.

He crossed the kitchen in mere footsteps, hands finding your hip bones as he pressed himself against your back, erection settling in the cleft of your ass. You gasped at the sensation, stumbling a little in your surprise, but Eddie’s body didn’t leave any room for you to fall. Breathing out his name, you melted against his chest, settling back on your feet, the heels of your hands slamming to the countertop for balance. “You surprised me,” you murmured.

“You surprised me,” he replied; “didn’t expect you to be out of bed.” One of his hands came to squeeze the plush of your ass, pulling another gasp from your lips as he leaned into your space, pressing his lips into the side of your throat before he added, “Especially didn’t expect to come down here and see this cute little ass on display.”

From the corner of his eye, he saw your face flush pink. “I thought your shirt was long enough to cover everything,” you admitted.

Eddie huffed out a laugh, hand returning to your hip. “Only ‘til you reached up.”

You tried to turn around to face him, but he just held you tighter, nosing into your chin, nipping at your jugular as his cock twitched against your ass. The feeling made you shiver as you once again sighed out his name. “Sorry,” you tacked on, not sounding at all apologetic.

He hummed. “Doubt it. Bet you were hoping I’d find you like this, ass on display, wearing my shirt, making yourself right at home…” He pressed his lips just below your ear and watched as it made you bite your lip. He rocked his hips into yours as he growled, “Fuck, live wire, you look like you’re mine.”

The little whimper you made in response went straight to his cock. Your voice was weak as you ignored his first accusation, instead just insisting, “I am yours.”

His eyes flitted shut, forehead falling to your shoulder as he groaned. “Then let me have you. Wanna take you right here in the kitchen.”

He felt you nod against him. “Please, Eddie. Anything.”

[pocketpc-asks]

//: Something a bit different for Mactember Day 4- Poor Cable Management

Directly inspired by @aviel-the-trans-bucket's post of a similar nature mentioning Mac's canon underwear design (shout out to @nebbs-writes and @berriblossom for their additions to the thread, I got plenty of giggles).

Extra points if you recognise the cables.

yes this is the second time I've posted this, tumblr ate my formatting.

Extra Suggestive Version Under The Cut

This is what happens when you put your PC in a transparent case.

[eros-after-dark]

nsfw, mdni … reqs open … not proofread

Thinking about shotgunning with Hector. He’s used to his lungs being filled with heavy air, the warm smoke-like breath making the house temperate according to your needs. Theres not much of a difference with smoking, the only notable one being you have to inhale the smoke beforehand.

He never considers it until you ask him. There’s a joint fitted between your index and your thumb and rolling it up and down the pad of the finger while you ask if he wants a hit. He tells you he’s never tried before.

You gesture him to sit with you, only content once he’s seated between your two legs, his own pressed up against his chest. You squint, focusing on getting the joint on his lips, but your eyes and fingers apparently don’t see the same way. You huff, pushing his legs out of the way so you can kneel in the middle of them, and you take a long drag. After inhaling a second time, you curl your free hand around the base of Hector’s neck and tilted his head so that he was looking up at you.

“Breathe in.” You command him, watching as he nods and breathes the smoke into his mouth, then into his lungs. You can’t help but grin victoriously. He coughs, the fumes slipping past his teeth in swirling gray curls. You hush him through it, rubbing his back as his newly realized body gets used to the feeling of cannabis.

But it’s barely another hit or two before he’s stoned, and you find out that high Hector is much bolder than sober Hector. The more puffs he inhales, the more touchier he gets. By the time he’s on his fourth draw, he’s speaking naturally in his lower, sultry voice, his lips dragging wet on your skin.

“My love… My aching need for you is simply unbearable. I wish to feel relief, yet more than anything, I wish to bring you pleasure and satisfaction. Will you allow such grace?” It’s no surprise you don’t deny him, letting his hands roam along your figure. What he lacks in experience, he returns in naturally good skill. They know what places to tease after seeing you for so long.

He pulls away for a moment, pressing the joint up to his lips. The smoke flows much easier now, and he doesn’t cough as harshly. His right hand caresses your cheek, gliding down to your chin to haul your face closer to his. He closes his eyes and your lips meet and he copies your previous actions, him blowing the smoke into your mouth via a content sigh.

“What a divine and gracious being you are, my love, for allowing someone with the likes of myself to do such vulgar things to your body.” The vapor slithering out formed a cloud around his face, baking nothing but his eyes and silhouette visible in the dark light of your room. You swear you could see red hearts in place of his pupils. “The actions I wish to do for your enjoyment are things Asmodeus himself would shy from.”

“Say the word and I surrender my soul to you solely, my love.”

[m4mmonthebest]

Volt had seen you pet Eddie's hair before, and how he would lower himself so you could pet him better, smiling with a slight flush.

You cannot pet him, or run your fingers through his hair. Would it be silly to say that upset him a bit?

So when he's realized, and he finally has proper hair, he tries giving you hints to pet him.

"Ah- it's weird having actual hair... It's a bit tangled. Help me brush it Livewire?"

You quickly notice what he's doing, and indulge him fully.

And he loves it.

He makes small pleasurable noises every time you run your fingers through his hair, when you gently massage his scalp, and he especially loves it when you become a bit rough and yank on it. The pain is very, very much accepted.

It becomes one of his favorite things of being a human, even Eddie catching up, and even if Volt prefers his hair long and untied, he lets Eddie do different hairstyles on him with a childish joy.