#dom fem reader

[multy-fandom-lover]

Does anyone have any book recs for me? I want a romance where the guy is a giant himbo (doesn't need to be airheaded) like how most people write Dunk to be from KOTSK, with an fmc that low-key/high-key doms him. Most books I find the fmc is innocent and sub like (not a bad thing just not really what I want rn). Id appreciate any book recs or fanfic recs that anyone would want to give. Thank you in advance (you're saving my life)

[nycenthingelse]

Frustration

Fan-Fiction Edition

Dominic Fike

I’ve been so frustrated lately. And Dominic hasn’t been making it any better.

And I wanna let it out sexually. And I know one way to do it.

“Mhm eat my pussy just like that dom. That’s one way to shut you up.” I look down at him biting my bottom lip riding his face.

He whines against my wet cunt gripping my thighs. His hips thrusting against air.

“Aww look at you, you want your dick inside of me don’t you?” I taunt him with a small smirk on my lips.

He whines into my pussy nodding his head, sending vibrations through my body.

“I don’t think you deserve it, you’ve been frustrating me a lot. That why I’m letting it out on this handsome face.”

“Please mama I’ll fuck it all way for you. Please.” He begs against me, his tongue and lips attacking my clit so perfectly.

“Mmh fuck. Not yet, I think I need to tease you some more” I moan out gripping his hair.

I lift myself off his face giving him some time to breathe before moving into the 69 position. I start rubbing his hard bulge through his boxers.

“Fuck baby please, I’m sorry.” He whines thrusting his hip wanting more.

I sit on his face shutting him up.

“Shut up and eat this pussy. And maybe I’ll give you what you want.” I start grinding against his mouth again letting out a satisfied moan feeling his tongue desperately lick along my slit.

He wants to fuck me so bad, but shutting him up with my pussy is so much better.

I pull out his hard cock out of his boxer. He whimpers against me from the cold air hitting his red tip that’s filled with pre-cum.

“Oh baby you’re so hard for me, it’s cute.”

I teasingly lick the pre-cum off his tip making him groan against me and his hips jerk forward.

I tease him more pinning his hips down attaching my lips to his tip sucking it.

“Oh f-fuck- please.” He moans.

I push more of him into my mouth and his hips thrust again.

But by mistake because of the amazing blissful feeling of my mouth wrapped around him.

I moan against his thick cock pinning his hip down. I start bobbing my head up and down leaving spit all over his thick shaft.

I lift myself off his face making him whine from the absence and I remove my mouth from his cock making him pout.

Then I straddle his waist. My wet spit cover pussy over his spit covered cock.

Then I grab his cock rubbing it through my slit, watching his eyebrow furrow and mouth open with pleasure.

“Is this what you want hm. You wanna fuck my pussy and take all my frustration?”

He groans nodding repeatedly.

“Please use me, use my cock.” He pleads.

“Aw you want me to use your cock baby. I definitely will.”

I grab his wrists pinning them above his head then using my other hand to line his cock up against my entrance before slowly sinking down on him making us both moan in sync.

“Keep your hands to yourself and let me use your cock like i deserve.” I let go of his wrist, putting both hands on his chest to hold myself while i bounce on his cock.

“Yes mama fuck me just like that use me.” He moan looking at me with eyes full of desire and pleasure.

“You feel so good inside of me.” I clench around him with a smirk making his head fall back into the pillows and his hands grip the sheets.

I moan as my clit rubs against his pelvic area and my pussy getting filled up by his cock ideally.

“You like when I use you like this don’t you baby.”

He bites his bottom lip, and his eyes slowly rolls back. I feel him twitch inside of me which he’s getting closer to cumming.

“You won’t be able to cum yet until you answer my question.” I ride him faster moaning from his cock hitting my spot as I do.

He’s lets out more and more grunts.

“Yes mama I do, I love it so fucking much.”

“Huh I can’t hear you baby.” I smirk teasing him a little more.

“Fuck mama, please I do! I love it so much! I love when you use my cock like it’s all yours! Please let me cum inside of your pretty pussy please!. He whimpers trying to control himself gripping the sheets tighter and his eyes are closed.

I grab his face pulling it closer to mine whispering into his ear.

“Good boy, you fill mamas pussy up so well. Now look at me while you cum.”

He lets out a sexy grunt opening his eyes looking at me as his breathing gets heavier.

“Fuck mama I’m gonna cum for you.” He whimpers, he thrusts into me a few times before pumping his seed into me with a loud grunt.

I moan with a smirk taking him cum but I don’t stop bouncing on his cock. He whimpers because he’s overly sensitive after his orgasm.

“Mmm you wanna make mama cum hm.” I bounce faster and faster making his eyes roll back.

“Yes mama come all over your good boys cock.”

My eyes close shut, and my moan gets louder and my breathing gets heavier.

And Dominic doesn’t take his eyes off me and he starts to thrust into me deep drawing me closer to my orgasm.

“That’s it mama use my cock and cum. That’s it just like that.” He whimpers desperately gripping my waist.

“F-fuck I’m cumming! I’m cumming.” I let out a shaky cry of ecstasy squirting all over his cock making him grunts.

I ride him, riding out my orgasm. Collapsing on top of him.

“I’m definitely using you as a frustration reliever more often.” I chuckle softly breathing heavily.

“Mmm please do.”

~

Using him to take away the frustration

(Sub Dominic anyone?)

[all-gummed-up-inside]

Kai X reader but he just gets put in his place by reader, like pegging, edging, making him get off by humping the bed PLEASE HES SUCH A BRAT HE NEEDS TO BE PUT IN HIS PLACE

I love the idea of bratty Kai which is part of why I’ve come back out of hiding, because NO ONE WRITES SUB NINJAGO CHARACTERS, I gotta lock in for the community

The way he’d purposefully rile you the entire day; Whispers in your ears about what he wants to do later, whisking you away to make out only to claim he’s busy the second it starts getting a bit heated, his hands splaying out just a little *too* low on your back at inopportune times

It all culminates later that night in your shared room, -the same room he spent the entire morning lazily making out with you in before claiming that the others needed him- not like any of that fully mattered anymore once it was just you and him

I think the best way to punish Kai is by ignoring him completely, he THRIVES off you stroking his ego so anything that involves either you ignoring his desperate pleas as he hums the bed, or heaven forbid you ignoring him while he humps your thigh is straight torture for our fire ninja

I like to believe he’s a masochist at heart, and it really shows in his love of punishment; while ignoring him is a great way to make any sort punishment stick with him, his favorite type involves you anal training him to take your biggest dildos :3

His favorite way to take dick is when you have him in a headlock, the mix of low oxygen along with the feeling of your thick length stretching his insides does wonders to his brain and is sure to fix him up for the next few hours until he’s craving you again

[all-gummed-up-inside]

I HAD THIS IN MT DRAFTS FOR LIKE WEEKS NOW AND IM POSTING IT UNFINISHED!!! I DONT THINK ILL FINISH IT BUT IF PEOPLE WANT ILL THINK ABOUT IT!!!

Lloyd would act NONSENSICAL over some titties I think. Like all the ninja have their preferences but I think Lloyd LOVES tits, no matter the size, shape, or identity of the person.

Full believer that after months of being together with Lloyd cuddle sessions can go one of two ways; with Lloyd snuggled up under your shirt, or mouthing at your chest while you do whatever

It’s like a weird kind of skinship in a way where it always **starts off** innocent enough,

[linnea-parker]

I really love writing for Kenma 🤧

👤 Character: Kenma Kozume [Haikyuu]

‼️Warnings: Rimjob, anal penetration with tongue, untouched orgasm, short, Kenma being a pillow princess

Lazy but horny! Kenma, who spent hours playing games last night, eyes glued to the Switch, while you were out all day shopping and taking care of things around the house.

Lazy but horny! Kenma finally came out of the room, stretching and rubbing his tired eyes, shuffling his feet to meet you, and he stopped in front of the kitchen door, his eyes fixed on you cooking animatedly.

Lazy but horny! Kenma who awkwardly hugs you from behind, murmuring softly about how needy he is, whimpering and lazily moving his hips against your butt. He was tired of spending hours awake; he just wanted to lie in a soft bed with his girlfriend on top of him.

Lazy but horny! Kenma quickly lets himself be carried away by your hands, lying down on the sofa and letting you manipulate his body as you wish, taking off his clothes, and squeezing his cute butt.

Lazy but horny! Kenma, who melts at your touch, and almost turns to jelly when you decide to give him a rimjob.

Lazy but horny! Kenma, rubbing his hips against the sofa cushion in search of relief, leaves a damp stain on the fabric.

Lazy but horny! Kenma moans against the pillow, hugging it weakly as he feels your tongue circle his soft, tight entrance.

Lazy but horny! Kenma doesn't even bother to move against you, leaving all the work of making him see stars to you, enjoying the mess you make in his needy hole, the prostate stimulation you're giving him with your warm tongue is already enough to make him ejaculate soon.

Lazy but horny! Kenma rolls his eyes and shudders completely, feeling his soft cock shoot sperm onto the sofa blanket, making him look even more exhausted than before.

Lazy but horny! Kenma looks at you with a pout, awaiting your after care<3

[linnea-parker]

Bachira drunk with a strap-on [Pegging]

I'm back ladies, gentlemen, and genderless friends!! While I'm not finishing any longer fanfics, I made this drabble for you all!

👤— Character: Bachira Meguru [Blue Lock]

‼️ — Warnings: Pegging, Cowgirl position, Overstimulation, Belly Bulge, Meguru addicted to strap-on

_J-just one more time, Oh! F-fuck - Bachira's broken voice echoed through the warm room, while his trembling thighs recovered from his recent orgasm, his breathing heavy and panting as he felt his penis give its final spasms.

His reddened penis, its flesh overstimulated, trembling in the pool of semen forming on your belly, his buttocks clenched against the silicone circumference fastened at your waist, massaging his own prostate with your toy, biting his lower lip while smiling mischievously and playfully.

_Are you sure you can continue, Megs? - Your voice made him shake his head positively, as he took a deep breath and straightened his posture again, his firm, workout legs being used to propel himself as he fucked himself with your strap-on.

_Y-yeah.. I just want one more.. I-I can do it - Holding back a few moans between sentences, Bachira slowly begins to move, one hand on his own toned stomach, a smile threatening to appear as he felt the toy's bulge against his belly.

_You really are a prostitute, addicted to my dick, you can't think about anything else, can you, darling? With your provocative words, he could only nod while drooling from the corner of his lips, increasing the speed, then returning to bouncing vigorously on your lap, you stretched him so well, and hit all his good spots.

His member throbbed weakly with the overwhelming pleasure, the next wave of orgasm seeming much more intense, causing him to roll his eyes and sweat dripped from his forehead. But did you know that if it were up to Bachira, this was far from over.

~ ★

[linnea-parker]

OMG, it's finally over, I finally finished my business administration course!!!

I feel so light, and now with the winter vacation (probably summer for you guys, but i'm in Brazil lol), I'm finally going to get back to writing!! I apologize for the delay and everything, but now that I have less to do, my creativity will return and I'll be writing fanfics soon. You guys give me so many good suggestions for writing, and I will try to give attention to all those I haven't responded to yet (even if it has taken quite a while-)

So that's it, I'll probably write again soon! 🫶🏼🩷

[saintsofcinders]

The Only Honesty

I watch the candlelight trace the contours of her shoulders, and I forget how to breathe.

My hands—hands that bench twice her weight, that have broken things, built things, fought for things—tremble as they find the ribbon at her throat. I am marble carved into submission, and she is the sculptor who never needed to raise her voice.

The fabric whispers as I draw it down. Each button undone is a prayer I didn't know I knew. My knuckles brush the warm terrain of her spine, and I feel the history there—the lineage of queens, the weight of braids that fall like dark silk against her back, each plait a crown I am unworthy to touch yet blessed to arrange.

She does not look at me. She doesn't need to.

I am already hers.

I peel the garment from her like unwrapping something sacred, and the air shifts—thick with the scent of her, with the knowledge that I am allowed this. That my strength exists now only to serve this moment. To hold the weight of her clothes so she carries nothing. To reveal the architecture of her—brown skin glowing like warm earth at dusk, like honey held against the light, like every poem about home I've ever tried to write.

My fingers linger at her waist. Not from hesitation. From reverence.

The world outside believes I am the danger. They see the breadth of me, the muscle, the height, and they assume dominance. But here, on my knees with her gown pooled in my hands like an offering, I have never felt more honest. This is the only place my strength has ever made sense—translated into service, into silence, into the exquisite discipline of touching her as if she were fragile when we both know she is not.

She is the immovable object. I am simply the force redirected.

I set the fabric aside and press my forehead to the small of her back, breathing her in. My hands find her hips—not to claim, but to steady. To say I am here. I am yours. Use me.

The braids fall over her shoulder as she tilts her head, and I catch the edge of her smile in the mirror's reflection. It is the only permission I need.

I would undress her a thousand times. I would spend my life on my knees, translating worship into touch, strength into service, desire into devotion.

She is unclothed now. I remain fully dressed—armor I wear only because she has not yet commanded it gone.

And I am already undone.