all eyes on you, burning your skin as you gulp and clench with the excitement to have all those cocks pissing on you and filling you with piss. so many empty water bottles passing through your thoughts as they approach, your eager body trembling and shivering.
yet just a few drops, you look at them, needy and begging silently, feeling them rubbing their tips against you, leaving wet trails. soon the jets start to pick up steam and then it begins, your eyes closing tightly as all their piss begins to gush out at you, wetting you from head to toe. the wave of heat passing over your body and consuming you, making you moan, you can feel the jets from all sides aiming at you, it's so good.
how they make you expose yourself as much as they can with their piss dripping off your skin, taking advantage of your holes, burying themselves in, using you as their pretty urinal. your mouth full and almost leaking, you drink it all once again while your cunt leaks out their piss incessantly and almost furiously, eyes rolling with pleasure, there seems to be no end to all this and you're so happy, completely drenched in piss.
summary: reader has a cold, he takes care of you, and feeds you soup.
he looks at you, your eyes a little tired and slightly red and a piece of paper stuffed up your nostrils to prevent the runny nose from continuing, turning your face away, embarrassed as you try to take the paper out of your nose because you already look like a zombie, it doesn't have to be worse.
yet, he comes closer, sits down next to you and puts his hand on your forehead, holding your face as he slide down to your neck, making you look at him, he smiles gently. he pulls his hands away to grab another tissue, tears off a piece and puts it on your nose again and you think you're going to faint from embarrassment, or it could be a fever that affects different places.
anyway, he runs his hands through your hair as if that could make him ignore the urge to kiss you, standing up while talking to you, you start to pay attention quickly. but the way he's worrying occupies another corner of your mind, seeing him bring a small bowl of soup, ready to feed you.
you wonder what's in it for him, why he cares, what makes him stand here playing airplane with the spoon because you took so long to open your mouth, what makes you important to him. and your watery eyes don't help much, while you eat that delicious soup that tastes like home, while he talks about some things. you're afraid of getting used to it, but maybe just this once won't hurt, right?
while you try not to sneeze at him with the food in your mouth and he makes an amused grimace, as if everything was all right because he doesn't care, because he'll still be there. you wonder if he has a problem, looking at him as if trying to find some sign, but there's nothing, just the man sitting in front of you with a too kind expression.
your fav lying on their bed with their headphones in, fisting their cock to asmr of you. he knows its just someone doing a voice pretending that they're you, but if he closes his eyes he can forget that. he can imagine that you're on top of him, moaning because he is the one making you feel good. he groans as he sees your face, your hair, how your eyes look down at him full of lust and it's all for him. his hips buck as another moan sends a shiver down his spine. there's a hitch in your breath as your moans get louder and he imagines your head thrown back in ecstasy. tightening his grip, his hands speed up; willing himself to cum with you as you tell him how good he feels. he fists the sheet below him and his hips buck off the bed. spurts of cum staining his hand, a poor imitation for what it would feel like to cum inside you.
Laying your head down in their lap after a long day, eyes closing against your will as hands brush through your hair. You breath out a sigh, content. Leaning down, they press a fluttering kiss to your forehead. Whispering, "Love you." As you fall into sleep.
Your toes curl in midair, thighs trembling on either side of their head. Their skillful tongue traces patterns over your folds, dipping into your soaked, clenching hole before flicking the throbbing nub and taking it between their lips. Their hand travels midway up your body, spreading across your stomach and flattening your back against the cool, silk sheets beneath you. Please, you beg them, don’t stop. The thought hadn’t even crossed their mind, they’re too lost in branding the taste of you on their tongue. They never want to forget it, want to lick up every drop until there’s nothing left for you to give.
A simple pinch of your nipples has you calling out for them. Your high-pitched cry bounces off the walls, interrupting the quiet of the night and coming to rest in their ears. They love it, relish in how cute and pathetic you look, how all you can get out is whispers of their name as they pull another orgasm from you. And they never relent. They hear your cries for mercy and it only eggs them on until all that’s left of you is a mess of whimpers and whines.
❥ CW: smut, male fave, reader has breasts and a vagina, p in v sex, nicknames (princess, baby, angel), creampie
"You're so pretty, you know that?"
You could only whine in response, cunt clenching around his fingers, squeezing him oh so tight. It was a wonder he could move them at all considering how you were giving him little to no room to work with. It was alright, though. He'd make as much room as he needed.
"My pretty baby. Missed you so much today. Wish I coulda brought you to work with me. Woulda had you sit on my lap as much as possible. Woulda stuffed you with my cock and made you stay there all day if I could."
"Babe… p-please…"
"Hm?" he hummed sweetly, pressing his forehead into yours and gazing at you lovingly. "What's the matter, angel? Too much?"
"Nng… need m-more…"
"Yeah?" he breathed, rubbing his nose against your cheek, tempted to bite into you like a freshly picked peach. "Need somethin else? Somethin bigger? Thicker? Harder?"
"Please don't tease me," you begged, hips bucking up into his hand. "Want your cock, babe. Please give it t' me." He shivered, his cock twitching against your thigh, aching for attention.
"Of course, baby. Lemme give you what you need."
He pulled his middle and ring finger out of you, sucking them clean with a lewd moan as he hunched over you. He took his dripping hand and grabbed a hold of his cock, stroking it a few times before bringing it to your cunt. He ran the head up and down your folds, sighing shakily at how warm you felt, eventually catching the tip on your entrance and nudging it inside.
"Oh shit," he hissed, biting down hard on his bottom lip to avoid letting out any embarrassing sounds. "Fuckin Christ, princess. Feel so fuckin good."
You whimpered beneath him, wiggling your hips closer, quietly begging for more. He took his time though, adamant on letting you adjust to his thick length.
"Please hurry," you mumbled impatiently, hooking your ankles behind his hips, urging him forward. He clicked his tongue disapprovingly, hands finding the backs of your knees and pushing your legs towards your chest, effectively folding you in half.
"Now, now, don't be like that. Be a good girl for me like you always are, yeah?" A small moan slipped past your lips, cunt clenching around him, making him inhale sharply. "Shit, you like that, princess? Ya like being my good girl?"
"Yeah," you mewled, attempting to buck into him, but his body kept you pinned to the bed.
"Yeah ya do." He nibbled the tip of your nose, chuckling when you whined unhappily. "You're always such a good girl for me, baby. A perfect angel with a perfect lil princess cunt on her. God, I wish I could pound this pretty pussy all day. Wanna leave you a mess."
He started speeding up with that, creating a steady rhythm as he thrust into you. You moaned gratefully, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, pulling him in closer. The two of you leaned in for a kiss instinctually, tongues prodding into each others' mouths, tasting one another. You could taste remnants of yourself on his teeth, moaning at the taste. You sucked on his tongue, pulling at it with your lips, making him groan. You released him a moment later, gazing up at his starry eyes.
"You got no clue what you do to me, huh?" You bit your lip, stifling your giggle, only turning him on more.
"I got an idea, but why don't you remind me?" He smirked, licking at his lip as he sat up, lifting your hips as he rose his own.
"Say less, baby."
The new angle was delicious, his cock ramming into your sweet spot with each powerful thrust. You could barely keep up, voice stuck in your throat as you tried to focus on breathing. Your breasts bounced harshly, hands scrambling on his arms, nails leaving small red trails behind.
"Babe, babe, oh my god, babe!" You could barely contain your weak moans and squeals, the noises you made breathy and fragile. You were so close just from him hitting that same spot inside you; you were about ready to burst.
"Shit, such a perfect little cunt. Love your pussy, baby. So fuckin warm and wet and tight, Jesus fuck—"
"Babe—c-can't, I-I-I'm—" He shushed you, wrapping his strong arm around your hips to keep you at the same angle, his now free hand moving to your cunt. His thumb rolled your clit, sending sparks of pleasure along your abdomen.
"I know, baby, I know. I'm close too—fuck. Let's cum together, yeah? Ya gonna let me cum in you? Gonna let me fill up that pretty pussy?"
"Yeeess," you almost sobbed, legs tensing around his hips, locking above his ass, keeping him close. "F-Fuck, oh my god! Babe, cum in me, cum in me!"
He cursed under his breath, picking up speed, thrusting shallowly into that same spot over and over, making you climb higher and higher until you tumbled over the edge drastically. Your orgasm was so intense that your body almost caved in on itself, cunt pulsing around his cock, urging him to cum as well. He only lasted a few more thrusts before he was groaning with you, hurriedly lowering you to the bed so he wouldn't drop you. He spilled inside you, warm spurts of cum filling you up as you rode out your high, hips twitching underneath him.
The two of you enjoyed the sensitive aftershocks, your bodies relaxing as you came down from your climaxes. Your muscles sagged, limbs wrapping around one another, a pair of lips on your neck.
"You did so well, baby. Took it like a champ." You giggled, moaning softly when he gently sucked on your neck.
"Felt so good," you replied gratefully, pleased that you were able to cum so hard. Anything less and you would've been sexually frustrated the rest of the night.
"It did," he purred, nibbling your earlobe, smiling when you laughed.
"Stop! It tickles!"
"Sorry, baby. Can't help it. You're too irresistible."
The thought of teasing your fav by scooping up your slick before sticking your fingers in their mouth, letting them taste you and suck your digits clean before you run away so they can't fuck you senseless?? Very sexy my dudes
