#sinday fun

[fiftysecondwardedward]

"Fun fact, we do in fact make magic bra's. Support no matter the size. At least support so long as your spine won't collapse. I think they're rated for literal bowling balls."

[pxrifiedmxniac]

Now comes the real question, think any of y'all can handle a feral hybrid in heat~?

[atangledesire]

It's that time of the week! feel free to bother the girls about all the sexy secrets!

[angrythingstarlight]

How would Bucky be if he was controlling the reader’s vibe while they’re out in public? I’m wondering if he would try to make her cum as much as possible or if he would want to edge her. Also would he do it as a punishment or is it just something they wanted to try 🤔

Depends on which Bucky and he's soft!dark or not. Let's go with mafia Bucky.

He would have you sit on his lap while he's in one of his meetings.

All eyes on him because no one wants to get caught looking at you.

You're wearing his favorite skirt with a garter around your thigh. Your legs draped over his thick muscular thighs.

Bucky leans back in his tall leather chair, pushing your head back on his chest.

On the table beside his gun and a few photos is a tiny remote.

He slides his hand down your thigh, plucking the band of the garter while he pretends to listen to one of his men talk about a problem with one his warehouses.

Your break, the one you begged him for, is almost over.

You watch with anticipation, your nails digging into the soft arms of his chair, as he reaches for the remote.

Bucky rubs his beard across your throat, you feel him smile when you shudder. He's already made you come three times, each time better than the last. Each time in a roomful of people who have to pretend that they don't hear your whimpers and moans.

Bucky places his hand on your belly, spreading your legs at the same time. Oh fuck, oh fuck, he's bracing you. Out of the corner of your eye, you see his lips turn up into a smug grin. His dark blue eyes glance at your face and he turns the dial. All the way up.

Vibrations ripple through your sensitive cunt, your entire body is on fire as sensations surge through you. Your head hits his shoulder and you keen. A throaty low wail that gets higher and higher as the toy stretches your walls, the soft tip sweeping over your clit over and over.

Bucky and his men talk around you while you fall apart. You try to close your legs but his powerful thighs keep them open. Bucky pins your hand to the chair when you reach for your pussy. "Please, please, fuck."

He slaps your cunt with his ringed hand. "Dont be rude, doll. I'm trying to have a meeting." His deep voice, taunting and cold.

Another sharp slap has you crying out, your eyes rolling back as you drown in the bliss crashing into you. "Forgive her." He states to the room. "She's usually a good girl."

You can't even feel embarrassed because you're so close, so fucking close.

Bucky lowers his lips to your ear. "I hope you enjoyed your break, its the last one you'll get all day."

[labella420]

SINday huh. You better bring your A game, missy.

Pick one. Only one. No loopholes. One sexy - but incredibly daring - scenario to live out.

Andy Barber is your opposing attorney. You've been fucking for months in secret but have never gone head to head. He's never been married - Laurie who? But professionalism dictates decorum.

He's a goddamn boss in bed as much as he is in the courtroom. While you've both been to each other's places, a sexy hotel is your go-to. An escape. No talking about work ever. But when you find out you're up against him, he decides to up the ante.

"If things appear to be going my way in the courtroom," he says, stroking his finger along your naked thigh as you rest beside him. "I want you to spread those sexy legs under the desk and let your fingers wander under your skirt for a full minute. I want two inside your cunt, stroking you from the inside. I want to see your finger glistening when you pull them free. One minute. 60 seconds, sweetheart."

You scoff! How the hell are you going to do that without getting caught? Discreetly, he says with a wicked grin.

"And in return, if it looks like you're on the winning side, I'll get myself off under the desk through my pants."

"Not your hand in your zipper?" you question.

"Far more difficult to be discreet. But you'll get your wet stain, sweetheart."

The agree to the terms and Andy pushes you on your belly, sliding back home once more.

Ransom fucking hates his family. You do too - except for Harlan. And now that he's cemented his trust fund in being with you because Harlan fucking loves you, he wants to play dirty at the next family dinner. A giant fuck you to his family, if you will.

He wants to fuck you at home, then again against the beamer on the side of the road, then once more in the bathroom at Harlan's house. When you sit down for dinner, you're so fucking gooey with his seed that you can hardly keep your squirming to a minimum.

Thankfully, Harlan is has stolen away from dinner to work on his next novel, a fact Ransom already knows. But this devious fucker wants to wait until the main course arrives, declaring it needs extra sauce for the entire table to hear, then ask you to sit back in your chair so he can run a finger through your snatch underneath your skirt. And he'll plant the perfect elixer of both your releases onto his plate, dipping his fish in mess before shoving it in his mouth - all with an absolutely straight face.

Steve Rogers is tired of being labeled the golden boy. He's fought enough battles, defeated Thanos, had private photos of the two of you enjoying a holiday leaked to the press - and still - sweet, All-American Steve still gets fawned over by churchies and politicians who keep him on a pedestal of purity.

There's a press conference this week at the compound. The business elite and politicians will align the halls alongside cameras from every news station in the world.

"You want me to what?" you gasp.

Steve kisses your forehead, bringing his lips to yours hovering just above them. "I want you to hide under the podium. When I go to speak, I want you to suck me off - do what these lips," he presses a kiss to them. "are so fucking good at. Then when my speech slows and I'm about to blow my load down your throat, I want you to stop. Then I'm going to apologize to a completely ignorant crowd that I prefer to get the job done right every time. That's when you take my hand and I pull you up, turn you around, and bury myself in your heat for all the world to see.

"What do you say, sweetheart, up for taking your man's purity in front of the world?"

Ohhhhh Bestie. This wasn’t hard for me, well let’s put it this way, every single scenario was music to my little whore heart. I love when a man wants me to do anything in public.

But see, if I’m going to do anything in public I’m going big or I’m going home. I considered all three scenarios, and each of them speaks to me, but in the end only one wins.

And I’ll tell you why.

Not ONLY do I get to do one of my most favorite things, as in, I get to be on my knees giving Steve head, his cock sliding down my throat while he’s trying to address a room full of people in addition to it being televised… Fuck. FUCK.

He’s going to present me, bend me over a podium so everyone will know just what a slut I am for this man, and just how depraved he is behind closed doors. Softly praising me in between addressing the nation, letting me know just how good I feel, and how proud he is that I’m taking him so well in front of all these people.

And maybe if I’m lucky, after he pumps me full of his creamy spend, he’ll drop to his knees, clean me with his mouth, and spits our cum in my mouth.

But you know, that’s only if I’m especially good.

[itashiro-hitsuchiha]

"You know I've heard this term sometime ago and my curiosity is getting the better of me. So I ask...what is a 'milf' exactly? I remember being called that before and I don't know what they mean."

[anamsgith]

3. Where does your muse’s libido fall on the scale? 10 being hyper-sexual, 1 being the opposite. 14. Give us a random sinday headcanon or fact about your muse!

3: Somewhere around a 6 or 7~

14: When in a 'home' space- so Ruoa, their FC chambers or an inn room- Iosko'li will often wander about without a single stitch on. The Noukai are very body positive as a people and, unless the cave halls get chillier than usual, most don't wear clothes inside.

((Thank you for the asks :3))

[songdreamt-a]

Persephone & Eurydice are both tops and you can’t change my mind. (Do Not Reblog)