Do you want to get coffee and go to the bookstore with me?
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Do you want to get coffee and go to the bookstore with me?
can someone clicker train me?
and like hit me when i mess up?
and maybe lick the blood off of my bruised lip once i finally get it right?
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?
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!!
Edit: thank you everyone for the support!
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.
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.
Theo’s angry after losing a quidditch match. Smut!
TW: pinv, slight!choking, neck sucking!
Ravenclaw vs. Slytherin —83:43— they lost by 20 points exactly, now you’re the one paying the price. Not like you’re complaining, right?
Right now you’re stuck under your hot sweaty boyfriend, Theodore, and he’s pounding into you, almost as if you were the reason he lost today.
“Fuck, Teddy,” your moan sounds more like a groan since Theo is pushing your head so far into the pillows you might push a hole through the bed, not to mention the incredibly loud slapping coming from his cock being so deep in you that you start seeing stars.
“You…look…so beautiful like this, fuck,” his reckless pace not faltering.
“You know how badly I needed this, cara mia?” His hand now finding its way to your neck and lifting you till your back is touching his chest, now whispering these sweet nothings into your ear, pace still hard but steady.
“Those fucking Ravenclaws, I train so hard just to be beat by a bunch of amateurs.” The hand placed on your neck squeezes tighter, while his free hand finds its way to your clit, rubbing slow circles.
“Teddy, m’gonna…cum!” A familiar not starts to form in the pit of your stomach as he goes faster.
“Cum, bella, I need it, fuck, please, cum,” he starts sucking on your neck leaving beautiful deep red marks.
As you cum you feel his once calculated pace start to falter and in just a few rough thrusts he’s cumming deep inside you.
“Fuck, cara mia, thank you.”
No, thank the Ravenclaws.
first smut! kind of nervous, pls lmk on what i can improve on!
Uzi should have been distracted for a minute…
N, what the hell!? Why are you licking the lampposts? You stupid pup!
𝜗ৎ nerdjo practically begging for it .ᐟ
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WARNING TAGS: smut, p in v, f!ngering, pleading, slight praise, kissing
nerdjo x fem reader
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“c’mon— please, baby,” he whispered, tugging relentlessly at those shorts you still vividly remember thinking he’d like.
now he was basically trying to tear them right off of you.
nerdjo groaned, head hanging low as you refused his touch, small hands planting onto his broad shoulders, pushing him away.
“i said no, ‘toru— are we here to hangout, or fuck?” you frowned, hand reaching up to flick his forehead, still leaning against the headboard of the bed. ignoring the desire buried not-so deep in your chest.
he huffed and puffed. nerdjo’s been pleading and begging with you, having dragged you all the way up to his bedroom.
satoru rolled his eyes, to which you frowned in response. “don’t give me attitude, now.”
his hands tore yours off of his shoulders, moving down to hold your hips as he basically slammed his face against your neck, lips closing around the skin, sucking and pressing tiny kisses to it.
“pleasepleaseplease, baby. i’ll do anything. anything. just.. let me have this.”
he pleaded, knee slipping between your legs and bumping up against your clothed cunt, making you gasp lightly.
that fucking bastard. he was surprisingly adamant for an awkward and timid guy like himself.