#mlw

[fallen-in-love-suggestion]

Do you want to get coffee and go to the bookstore with me?

[mr-burgman]

ʚ His pretty little wife !! ɞ

Warnings! porn with no plot, explicit sexual content, p in v

Note! its 11pm and I'm trying not to play roblox all night so I'm going to write smut all night😒 Also first post!!

He is so beautiful, his muscles, his face, his personality...his bank account...everything is just so perfect, yet he thinks I am the most beautiful thing in the world.

It's a sunny Saturday morning, he's deep in you, your body is near limp as you enjoy the pleasure of your husband's huge cock, the feeling better than anything else. He drives into you, saying small words of praise. He leans down, kissing your neck and collarbones while wrapping his strong arms around your tiny waist.

"Baby..." He whimpers, hiding his face in the crook of your neck while he destroys your pussy. You manage to form a small response, a small hum amidst the moans. "I am so happy that you're my wife...my pretty little wife" He praises before he cums, and before he pulls out, he makes sure that you cum too, even though this is probably the tenth time you've cummed since you two started fucking. His thumb comes to rub and press on your clit as he pulls back to stand up straight, watching your face as you come undone, getting off from your pleasure.

Once you cum, you lay almost lifeless on the bed, your body shakes violently. As you come down from your orgasm.

"Crap...are you okay?" He asks quickly, pulling out slowly before massaging your body. "Did I go to hard? I'm sorry"

You choke out a few words, trying your best to communicate in your state, "Fine, so good love." You hum, sighing softly as you lay back while he gives you aftercare.

[ruvniee]

L Lawliet letting you sink onto his cock right there in his desk chair, the leather groaning under the shift of weight. His usual crouch is abandoned, back pressed against the seat as he buries his face in your neck, inhaling the scent of you instead of the stale sugar of his case files. His mind, a relentless machine dedicated to the singular purpose of catching Kira, finally whites out. No deductions, no theories—just the wet, slick sound of you taking him deeper, your thighs trembling around his. His long fingers dig into your hips, guiding your rhythm, his quiet, calculated hums turning into sharp, choked gasps against your skin. The greatest detective in the world, utterly solved by the clutch of your cunt.

[sauntied]

awh, my poor puppy.. whining because you haven’t gotten enough attention, huh?

well, how about you go bring me a toy, and we’ll play some tug of war? or maybe even fetch, hm?

[ch3rryk00k]

Needy

Warnings/Themes: Established relationship, switch dynamics, needy and vocal Wooyoung, desperate oral (giving and receiving), face-sitting/riding, squirting, multiple orgasms, creampie, light teasing, heavy praise and affection, consensual honeymoon-phase intimacy, explicit smut.

Pairing: Jung Wooyoung x reader

Word count: 1.5k+

Summary: In the middle of her intense study session, Wooyoung’s overwhelming neediness turns a quiet evening into a heated switch of power—where his desperate hunger leads to her taking full control on the very chair where she was trying to focus.

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The apartment smelled faintly of the dinner Wooyoung had spent the afternoon perfecting—garlic, sesame, and the warm comfort of home-cooked bulgogi that now sat untouched on the kitchen counter. He had tried everything. Breakfast in bed that morning, a perfectly timed lunch delivered with a kiss, and now dinner, plated beautifully with her favorite sides. But she was buried in textbooks and notebooks, highlighter in hand, earbuds occasionally slipping as she muttered formulas under her breath.

They had only been together a little under a year, yet every day still felt like the honeymoon phase. Touches lingered, glances turned into smiles that made his chest ache, and the smallest separation felt like too much. Wooyoung thrived on her attention; he needed it like air. And today, with his day off, all he wanted was her.

He had checked on her at least a dozen times. Each visit started hopeful—“Baby, come eat with me?”—and ended with her gentle but firm push: “Just a little longer, Woo. I really need to finish this section.”

The last time, he didn’t even ask. He simply sighed loudly from the doorway, dramatic as ever, before padding into the small study nook she had claimed. When that earned no reaction, he dropped to the floor beside her chair like a kicked puppy, knees drawn up, hands resting innocently in his lap. His dark hair fell into his eyes as he stared up at her, waiting.

Nothing.

A louder, theatrical sigh escaped him. Still, her eyes stayed glued to the page, pen scratching steadily.

He shifted, scooting closer until he could rest his cheek against her thigh. The soft fabric of her loose skirt brushed his skin. For a few minutes he stayed still, breathing her in, the faint scent of her body wash and the warmth radiating through the material. But stillness had never been Wooyoung’s strong suit.

He huffed. Puffed out his cheeks. Whined low in his throat. Sighed again, dramatic enough to shake his shoulders.

His fingers found the hem of her oversized shirt, slipping underneath to trace lazy circles on the soft skin of her stomach. She squirmed, gently batting his hand away without looking down.

Undeterred, his touch wandered lower, skimming over her thigh, fingertips dipping just beneath the edge of her skirt.

“Wooyoung,” she murmured, a warning wrapped in affection. “Not now. I told you—I need to focus.”

“But I miss you,” he whispered, voice already edging into that needy register she secretly loved. “Just fifteen minutes, sweetheart. Please?”

She didn’t answer, though her pen paused for half a second.

He took that as encouragement. With a soft, determined sound, he slid further down, maneuvering until his face was level with her lap. Warm lips pressed to her knee, then higher, trailing slow, open-mouthed kisses along the inside of her thigh. His hands pushed the loose skirt up gently, bunching the fabric around her hips.

“Woo… wait,” she breathed, though her voice had already softened.

He didn’t wait. His mouth moved higher, kissing the sensitive skin just below the edge of her panties. She was already damp—he could feel the heat and the faint wetness through the thin cotton. A low, appreciative groan rumbled in his chest as he pressed his lips against her clothed core, sucking lightly.

Her hips jerked. Fingers threaded into his hair, tugging—not hard enough to pull him away, but enough that he moaned against her, the vibration sending a fresh wave of arousal through her.

That tug was all the invitation his needy mind needed.

Wooyoung hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and tugged them down her legs, letting them catch on one ankle. He wasted no time, spreading her thighs wider with reverent hands and diving in. His tongue flattened against her folds, licking a broad stripe from entrance to clit before sealing his lips around the sensitive bundle of nerves and sucking.

She gasped, the pen slipping from her fingers onto the desk. “Fuck—Wooyoung…”

He answered with a muffled, eager sound, tongue working her relentlessly. Long, messy licks mixed with precise flicks and gentle suction. The taste of her made his head spin; he could feel his cock twitching hard inside his sweatpants, already leaking. Every little squirm of her hips, every soft whimper she tried to hold back, went straight to his dick.

She fought it for a few more moments, trying to reach for her notes again, but it was useless. Her free hand gripped the edge of the desk while the other stayed buried in his hair. Finally, with a shaky exhale, she gave in. Leaning back in the chair, she lifted her legs, draping them over his broad shoulders and locking her ankles behind his head.

Wooyoung moaned loudly—louder than she was—into her pussy as she pulled him closer. He was drowning in her, tongue plunging inside her, then sliding up to circle her clit again and again. His hands gripped her thighs, fingers digging into soft flesh as he devoured her like a man starved.

She rode his face without shame now, hips rolling against his mouth, using him exactly how she needed. Whenever he tried to pull back for air, her thighs squeezed tighter around his ears, holding him right where she wanted.

“Don’t stop—ah, right there,” she panted, voice breaking.

He was whimpering continuously, the sounds vibrating against her. His own arousal was unbearable; the friction of his cock trapped in his pants, combined with the intoxicating taste and sounds of her pleasure, pushed him over the edge without a single touch. His hips jerked helplessly as he came hard in his sweatpants, warm wetness spreading across the fabric while he kept licking her through it, eyes fluttering shut in overwhelming bliss.

The added vibration and his desperate, muffled cries finally tipped her over. Her back arched, thighs clamping down as she came with a broken cry, squirting against his tongue. He drank every drop he could, groaning gratefully, refusing to pull away until her trembling slowed.

Only then did she loosen her grip, gently tugging him up by the hair. Their eyes met—his lips shiny and swollen, pupils blown wide with lust and adoration. She pulled him into a deep kiss, tasting herself on his tongue as her hands framed his face.

“Good boy,” she whispered against his mouth, the praise making him shiver. She stood, guiding him up only to push him back into the chair she had just vacated. Wooyoung dropped into it willingly, legs spreading as she sank to her knees between them.

His sweatpants were tented, a obvious wet spot darkening the gray fabric. She smirked, palming him through the material.

“Look at you… came just from eating me out, huh? So sensitive for me, Woo.”

He whined high in his throat, hips bucking into her touch. “Couldn’t help it… you taste so good, baby. Felt too good.”

She tugged his pants and boxers down in one motion, freeing his cock. It slapped against his stomach, still hard despite the mess he’d made, the head flushed and glistening. Without hesitation, she leaned in and took him into her mouth, tongue swirling around the sensitive tip.

Wooyoung’s head fell back against the chair with a loud, broken moan. “Fuck—ah, sweetheart—too much, I’m still so sensitive—”

She didn’t pull back. Instead, she took him deeper, hollowing her cheeks and sucking while her hand stroked what she couldn’t fit. He was incredibly vocal, a constant stream of whimpers, gasps, and breathy praises spilling from his lips.

“So good… your mouth—ngh—love you, love you so much—”

His hands hovered near her head, not pushing, just trembling with the effort of staying still. She bobbed faster, tongue pressing along the underside, occasionally pulling off to tease the slit with little kitten licks until he was shaking.

It didn’t take long. He was already wound tight from his first orgasm. With a strangled cry of her name mixed with a string of affectionate curses, he came again, spilling down her throat as she swallowed around him.

She pulled off slowly, licking him clean while he panted, chest heaving, eyes glassy with overstimulation and love.

But they weren’t done.

She climbed into his lap, straddling him on the chair. His hands immediately found her waist, sliding under her shirt to caress bare skin as she lined herself up and sank down onto his still-hard cock in one smooth motion.

They both moaned at the feeling—tight, wet heat enveloping him completely.

This time, she was in control.

She set a steady rhythm, rolling her hips and riding him deep. Wooyoung’s head tipped forward, lips latching onto her neck, sucking marks as he gasped against her skin.

“Ride me—please, baby, use me,” he begged, voice hoarse and needy. “I’m yours. All yours.”

She did exactly that. Hands braced on his shoulders, she bounced on his cock, taking him to the hilt with every downward thrust. The chair creaked beneath them, but neither cared. Her skirt was bunched uselessly around her waist; his hands roamed everywhere—squeezing her ass, cupping her breasts, thumbs brushing her nipples until she cried out.

Their kisses were messy and desperate, tongues sliding together as she ground down on him, chasing another high.

“I love you,” she gasped between thrusts, forehead pressed to his. “My needy, perfect boy.”

Wooyoung’s only response was a broken sob of pleasure, hips jerking up to meet hers as best he could from below. He was sensitive, every drag of her walls around him sending sparks through his body, but he never asked her to stop. He wanted everything she would give him.

When she came again, clenching tight around him and moaning his name like a prayer, he followed right after, filling her with warm pulses as his arms wrapped around her, holding her close while they rode out the waves together.

They stayed like that for a long time afterward—her in his lap, his face buried in her neck, both breathing hard and trading soft, lazy kisses.

“Study break success?” he mumbled eventually, voice muffled and sleepy with satisfaction.

She laughed softly, threading her fingers through his damp hair. “The best kind. But don’t think this means I’m done with my notes.”

Wooyoung grinned against her skin, already pressing a kiss to her collarbone. “Give me ten minutes and I’ll help you ‘focus’ again, sweetheart.”

She rolled her eyes fondly, but the way she tightened around him told him she wasn’t entirely opposed to the idea.

In their little apartment, nothing ever stayed unnoticed for long—especially not the way they needed each other.

[nakedmei]

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leon ｡꒰ˆִっ. ɞ̴̶̷̥ˆ꒱֯ ⟡.·

tryna get into yo panties ݁ 𓈒 always been a passionate man

sucker 4 you like i said tryna get into your panties!

can you blame him? smooch ꒰ˆ.⸝⸝. ᩙ ˆ꒱　

“oh fuck me sideways!“ well yes. lovers careness

actual reason he's late ˳ ׂ ۪ he's a mess

heaven is between your legs taking him so good

bullying his cock into you (⸝⸝ɞ̴̶̷ ·̮ ‹⸝⸝ᐡ)

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[invincibledc]

#DO I CREEP YOU OUT??

TTG!ROBIN X PROTEGE OF SELINA!READER

⋆🐾° SYNOPSIS: all you want to know is if you creep him out. Not knowing it’s something you else that makes him “scared” of you.

⋆🐾° INFO: reader is gender neutral that’s why there’s male and female reader tags. Robin is easy as a Sunday morning for reader simply.

⋆🐾° GENRE: oneshot

You stared at the boy who seemed a bit fidgety around you, not even bothering to look your way. You frowned as you leaned close to Robin, who scooted further from you on the couch. Now you’re glaring with your sharp, feline-like eyes.

“What’s up with you?? You only act this way when you're caught by the city police for stealing grandma's teeth,” you asked sternly as you approached. Robin had asked you to hang out with him, only for him to act like a statue. And the horror movie hasn’t even started.

“It’s nothing!” Robin exclaimed, getting up and going to catch up with you. You were already ready to leave through the tower’s elevator. Crossing your arms, your leather jacket felt tight on your skin as you looked displeased.

“Are you sure?” you asked one more time, already tired of this, as you were about to press the button to go down.

“YES! A million times yes!!” he shouted, sweat pooling on his forehead. He looked like a complete mess, causing you to stare at him with doubt before sighing and stepping out of the elevator with a sharp look.

“You'd better be fine by the second we cuddle.”

“CUDDLE?!?” Robin exclaimed, feeling like he was melting.

⋆🐾°

You were running across the city, wearing the suit Selina made for you. Your goggles had night vision, with yellow lenses showing your surroundings.

You crouched before jumping onto another roof, doing a tumble before landing on your feet. You smirked, standing up and taking off the goggles, placing them on your head as you flexed your gloves with retractable claws.

You smoothly clawed into a glass window and swooped down inside the building.

What were you doing? Robbing a bank, of course. Duh.

You did quick work, stealing some money and gold bricks. You swiftly left the way you came in, only to see Robin standing awkwardly in some superhero pose.

“…”, silence as Robin’s awkward stance was very noticeable.

“What the hell are you doing, cutie?” you questioned with crossed arms.

“Nothing. Just going to stop you.”

“You said nothing and then said you were going to stop me. Pick a choice, hun,” you teased with a purr in your voice.

Heat hit Robin’s face as he started to stutter at your tone of voice and your correction.

“WHATEVER, BLACK CAT, YOU’RE DOING DOWN!” Robin yelled, furrowing his eyebrows to hide how flushed he was. He whipped out his staff.

You pulled out your whip secured on your belt, extending it like a long arm toward the teenage boy. Pulling the staff out of his hands, Robin stood there in shock as you grabbed the staff with your whip, smirking and tilting your head teasingly.

“Sweetie, next time get a better grip on your weapon,” you said sultrily, getting close to him before giving him a small kiss. On the cheek, of course. If you had given him one on the lips, he would’ve malfunctioned.

You noticed how his eyes looked wide behind his mask. Staring intently into his eyes, you opened your mouth.

“And I got a question.”

“Yes?” Robin said quickly, whipped into action to hear what you had to say.

“Do I creep you out…?”

“No,” he responded, making a slow smile spread across your face.

“Good. Cause we have another date, and this time at my place, handsome.”

Yeah, Robin melted this time, hearts popping out of his head with a goofy smile.

[ermesboba]

SPOILER!!!

I miss them both but I can't stand about Jinu just sacrifice for Rumi and it has me sobbing irl rn 😭🥀

NETFLIX WHEN I CATCH YOU NETFLIX WHEN I CATCH YOU NETFLIX WHEN I CATCH YOU 😤😤😤