#sub marvel

[sh1-n0bu]

♡︎ 𝙖𝙬𝙤𝙤𝙜𝙖𝙨! ♡︎

characters: sub!big men x gn!dom!reader

warnings: cock/strap/dick traditions, boob fucking, cumming on face, body, feminization, size difference, mentions of pregnancy, dumbification, lactation, feminine language used for the characters (princess, womb, maiden etc so pls tread with caution if that ain’t ur thing), read with optional bias character in mind

notes: nobu finally posting smt??????? nobu actually writing for once???????????? also this is just my obsession with boobs talking. dividers from cafekitsune. manga color tint by me

big men! with big chests that gets mistaken or joked of it being boobs by close friends and colleagues, who had gotten used to it. who at first used to get all blushy blushy but nowadays just shrugs it off with a disgruntled huff of “knock it off”

big men! who didn’t really see much problem when you started to favor their chest more, eventually opting to use them as a pillow rather than use your actual pillow since it gives them the advantage of falling asleep with you on top of them and they got to cuddle with you all night. a win-win situation in his book, as he could be quite clingy when behind closed doors. who laughs sometimes at the silliness of you smothering your face in between his chests, finding your obsession with his pecs to be endearing

big men! who didn’t realize how sensitive their chest could be until you decide to show it to them. squeezing, fondling the large muscles, tweaking his cute nipples occasionally and making him jolt in place with a cute blush covering his ears and cheeks. so adorable, like a meager bunny when he was nearly twice your size and could probably crush a grown man’s skull in with their hand

big men! who get so worked up over the dirty words you whisper when you pinch his hardened nipples, your words of “i could make your chest lactate”, “your boobs feel so heavy, darling”, “such a nice big tits you have” making him whine in the back of his throat, shaking his head as he shakily denies that “t-they’re not b-boobs… y-you nngh know that…”

big men! who gets manhandled by your smaller frame to lay on their backs, a cute surprised “eengk!” escaping his swollen lips as he looks up at you, pushing his tight shirt up until they’re resting over his chest, showing the big muscles you love so much. who cutely whine and wriggle in place under you as your fingers bully his hardened buds, pinching at the cute pinks, tugging on them before letting go, a noise of awe leaving your lips at the way his chest fucking jiggles while your bf could only jolt with words of “c-cruel… you’re so cruel to me. pu-unhh puppYAGH!”

big men! who get fucked stupid, brain churning into a mush by only having his nipples played with. pinched, tugged, even bitten till your fangs and teeth leaves a round mark closed around his areola that he slurs is too deep, acting like he is getting his tight hole spread open and fucked by your cock. whose face is so cutely flushed, eyes dazed over as he breathes heavily of “wan’ moowr.. ungh h-haah… annh♡︎ m-more please? touch me.. to-ouch me moore”

big men! who act like a sweet virgin who never got himself fucked by you when you kick off your pants, hardened cock already springing out and slapping against his cute boobs. who stare at your oozing tip with gaping mouth, letting out stuttered questions of “w-what… whaddaya doin’? h-hunny, noouw… no, don’t—♡︎!” before squealing when you squeeze his chest together, rutting your strap in between them

big men! who act like they have never seen your cock, never tasted it or even deep throated it before, acting like he never once took your dildo into his pretty hole until his legs shook as you fuck his boobs, moaning loudly like the cute bunny he is. who opens his mouth, jaw shaking as fat tears collect in his big doe eyes, messily sucking the tip, getting drunk on the taste of your pre already when you politely ask him to suck you off

big men! whose hands shakily grasp your ass, unintentionally helping you fuck their tits even more, pushing your strap even deeper inside his mouth as if he wanted you to just let go of their boobs and just fuck their throat instead. who lets out a cute confused noise, mouth full of your cock, batting his lashes up at you like the pretty little thing he is when you move his trembling hands to hold his boobs together instead of your ass. who tries to speak words of not knowing how to do it, still mouthful, as you give a tug to his cute bitten nipple, making him squeak

big men! who meagerly tries to fuck your cock in between his mounds, choking on your tip when you tilt his head down just enough so he could also suck you off, acting as if you just shoved your entire strap down his throat and was keeping it there, snuggly shutting him up. a whiny bf whose tears finally fall when you cum into his hot mouth, dropping of your cock when you came as if he was never drunk on the taste of your seeds before, letting some of it shoot over his face and hair instead. a hunky beast of a man, sniffling like a baby when he notices the mess you made of him, who dares to give you a half assed glare as if you forced him to make a mess

big men! who gets addicted to boob fucking after that one time thing, constantly thinking back on the feeling of squishing his own chest together to fuck your dick for you. whose hands finds themselves wandering to his pecs more often, pushing them together and moving them in soft round circles as if you would suddenly appear and fill the empty space between his boobs. who finds himself messing with his nipples over the tight fit of his shirt, finding himself to be perverted as he gets turned on by just fondling with his chest

big men! who, unable to keep teasing themselves anymore, start to touch themselves when you’re away on work or whatever. more specifically, their chests. rutting his clothed, hardened cock against a pillow that is squished between his thighs, tweaking at his nipples and tugging on them — just like how you do it — before letting go with a whimper. it hurt, but it also felt so good, he could feel his precum already wetting his boxers

big men! who finds out that his constant arousal by his nipples was a bad idea, as now every time he wears a tight shirt or compression vest, his nipples are rubbed and he finds himself getting horny. who, in desperation, decides to tenderly tape the cute pink nubs with a band aid, pouting to himself about how you were slowly but surely turning him into a perv

big men! who now finds it much easier to use his boobs to fuck you, quick to drop down to their knees in front of your clothed crotch, kissing the hidden thighs and inhaling at your natural scent with a love stricken look in their eyes. a cute, desperate bf who kisses your strap, rubbing you with his hands to try and get you hard as quick as possible. who hook their shirt over their chest, intentionally pushing his boobs together with his hands on his knees, creating the effect of round shaped breasts

big men! who impatiently watches until your cock is free, taking it into his mouth the moment you slide down your undergarments, suckling at the head just like how you enjoy it. who push you down to sit, so he could climb onto your lap, pushing his chest together so he could fuck your strap with his boobs, determined that now he had learned a good technique to make you feel good. who is quick to take the head of your dildo into his mouth, swiping the gathered pre with a pleased hum, looking up at your through his thick lashes with a drunken giggle before pulling away to spit on your hard on

big men! who drunkenly take the head of your strap into their hot mouth, suckling away at the delicious precum, unafraid to slobber all over your cock and his chest as he slowly moves the big muscles in a circular motion. who giggles in delight at your words of praise and groans, the tip of your cock that is still in his mouth vibrating with his drunk laughter. beefy bf who eagerly lap away at your cock head, slurping at the mess he made of his own drool and your precum before taking it back into his mouth, hollowing out his cheeks for you. only for you♡︎

big men! who pulls away again when you cum, watching with a cute mix of fascination and lewd anticipation as your hot cum shoots all over his jaws and chest, painting his skin in white. massaging your balls and stroking you through it all, opening his mouth slack as he stares up at you with hazed eyes, letting the last few drops shoot into his awaiting tongue, licking at his full lips with a pleasured hum. the salty, slightly sweet taste, a familiar one that he had gotten drunk on within the first round

big men! who straddle your lap, rubbing your wet strap on the round curve of his ass with a giddy giggle, feeling how the slippery wet tip doesn’t enter his tight hole without helping hands. finally, grasping at your dick with his hand, giving it a few strokes before pressing the tip against his entrance. your sweet bf who decide to be bold, sinking down onto your cock with one swift movement, a choked sob getting stuck in his throat at the sudden feeling of being “f-fughkk♥︎ a-aah haah mnngh♡︎ shooo fu-ull.. gut’s so ffuul of m-my [name]♥︎”

big men! who ride your dick all night, even as his muscles strain and his brain gets fucked into a stupid mush, slurring words of love and lust, saying all sorts of lewd things through his cum and drool covered pink lips as the kissable looking pair of muscles turn into a cute drunken smile. beefy big bf whose tits bounce all the while, their cute jiggles every time they sink down into your dick hypnotizing you to only focus on them. an adorable squeal escaping him as you tear away the band aids from his nipples, the stimulated nubs all hard and blush red as they greet you

big men! who squeeze their breast, forefinger and thumb squeezing around his nipple, as he grins at you with blown wide heart shaped eyes. “a-ain’t they cute…? dontcha wanna suck-unghk suck on them?” he asks, squishing his mound softly with a near delirious grin on his face. “come owwnn, don’t my [name] wanna taste my milk♡︎?”

big men! who lets out a pleased wet sob when you do give in, suckling, biting, squeezing at his jiggling boobs as he starts to bounce on your cock with a more fervent pace. who cries out at it being painful when you leave another teeth mark around his nub, one of his hands placed over his chest like one of the scared damsels in paintings. who slur out words of not being a damsel, of being a maiden, shaking his head as if he actually understood anything

big men! who gets their wombs filled with your cum for nth time that night, feeling his stomach start to bloat at the sheer amount he greedily took into his eager hole. fucked dumb bf who shakes his head at your words of getting off, refusing to lose the warmth in his stretched hole and filled stomach. who only notices when you pointed out, that his nipple was leaking, lactating a delicious white milk that dribbled down to his cum covered tummy. another drunk giggle follows, as he gets close to your ear to whisper a filthy slurred “now that i’m p-pregnant, my [name] better take responsibility♥︎”, having completely forgotten that he can’t get pregnant. but oh well, your beefy bf who is so adorable as he giddily speaks of carrying your young, rubbing at his belly with hearts swirling in his eyes, to the point you can’t bring yourself to correct him. only going slack on the couch with your sweet princess still on your lap

⇨ JOTUN LOKI, jiyan, diluc, alhaitham, CAPITANO, zhongli/rex lapis form, itto, wriothesley, JUNG YUAN, YINGXING, argenti, GALLAGHER, gepard, yhan, yuanwu, GLORFINDEL, maedhros, elu thingol, finarfin, FINROD, logan, thor, DIAVOLO, beelzebub, anubis (ennead), gyomei, YORIICHI, messmer the impaler + whoever you like!

[starboy-writing]

Loki getting creampied and bred by dom male reader that is my requests

Author's Note: It's always a good day to breed the god of mischief 😌

Warnings: male reader, dom top reader, established engagement, anal, breeding kink, creampie, handcuffs, multiple orgasms and crazy stamina for both of you, mild hints of mpreg (nothing explicit)

Green star divider created by @/pixopix

Trickery is his specialty — but that doesn't mean that you aren't capable of a little trickery of your own.

To even get someone like him into this position is a mighty feat in and of itself. Not because it's impossible, simply because it takes careful planning from a mind that's equally as devious and cunning as his own.

An offhand compliment about his appearance today. Fingers gracefully teasing down his arms, tickling the hairs in such a way that makes goosebumps materialize on his skin. A little peck on the cheek, then another, and another, confessing that you adore your lover's gentle expression when you kiss him. Loki's immediate suspicion, countered by your hands in his, gliding along each digit so tenderly, yet clinging to them as if you can't let go. A flick of the wrist and a cheeky bite to his lip, and the next thing your lover senses is a pair of metal restraints clamped around his wrists.

But, with your arms so lovingly wrapped around his torso, and that deceptive smile tugging your lips upwards, he finds himself willing to go along with your game for the time being.

Another bruising thrust has the man's vision blurring for a second; static invading the edges of his sight as the lengthy cock digging around in his guts forces yet another embarrassing noise out of him.

Every drag, every movement causes the wettest squelching you'll ever hear, partially from the lube, partially from two thick loads you'd already squeezed inside of his body. As Loki's forehead presses down on the table, his own twitchy cock prepares for a release he'd been denied twice before, drooling enough that it could already be mistaken for his release.

You promised him that he could cum, but only once you'd filled him three times. (And every multiple of three… but he doesn't need to know how much you intend to breed him upfront~) So, with your hips snapping forward in a broken rhythm, and soft grunts next to his ear, Loki greedily accepts your offer, awaiting the familiar surge of your seed before he paints the ground with his own, trembling all the way through.

“Gnngh… gods, you feel good…” you groan into the crook of Loki's neck.

He knows the words aren't empty praise — most of your weight is pressing him down, and you're drilling into him like a desperate mutt, with a grip so secure that he swears you're trying to embed your fingerprints into his sides. Whenever you aren't letting him know how deliciously wet he is around your cock, your praise comes through in whines against his shoulder, teeth grazing his pale flesh in tandem with your thrusts. Surely, it isn't all bravado.

The stickiness between Loki's legs gets worse as your wild pounding pushes more and more cum out of him, dripping down his legs and adding to the wet cacophony of noises. If you look down, you'd be able to see the myriad lines connecting yourselves, a sinful mixture of your own fluids and your lover's precum becoming one lewd mess. Were his hands not bound behind his back, he would be using them to add even more into the wet mix, stroking himself in time with your rough hip work.

Your voice cracks as you feel yourself nearing yet another orgasm, sweaty hair sticks to the edges of your face, and you hold Loki's hips tighter while you warn: “Haah– close a-again… going to… mmfh-!! B-breed you, fuuuck!!”

That warmth floods his entire body for the third time this evening. A flush of heat, creeping across his skin and stirring deep in the pit of his stomach.

‘Breed’. What a choice word for you to use — and a filthy one at that. Implying a sense of ownership, or type of procreation. …He'd be lying if he said that the implications of that didn't make his heart skip a beat. And the reaction between his legs isn't lost to you either…

Loki's breath hitches upon feeling your body come to a halt, burying your dick up to the hilt. Between three fat loads and your tip hammering them further inside, he's starting to feel bloated… if his belly bulges, wouldn't it look like he's…?

It's not particularly easy to piece his thoughts together with the way you're rutting into him, grinding so deep that his feet lift off the ground, but Loki manages to ask his question while catching his breath.

“That word you used, darling…” he swallows thickly, turning his head so you can hear him a bit clearer. “what was that about?”

Still connected by the hips, your dick already becoming soft after so much overuse, you tuck a lock of silky hair behind your beloved's ear. “You'll have to be more specific, love. I'm drawing a blank here.” an exhausted chuckle follows your sentence.

“I heard you use the term ‘breed’…?” he clarifies. An air of uncertainty in his words that you're not used to.

Hearing him actually say that out loud, well, you'd be crazy not to be a little hot and bothered. An embarrassing flush spreads beneath your skin at the reflexive twitch in your cock, and the realization that Loki probably felt it. “Oh, w-well… yes, that is the word I used…” you trail off. Your mind becomes lost amongst the various thoughts of your future, the expectations placed upon both your shoulders and your fiance's, and your own selfish desires.

A slight jingle followed by warm fingers curling around your wrist pulls you right out of your daze. That familiar touch that always grounds you when you're floating off in space.

“Out with it then, something has been bothering that pretty head of yours for days now.” Loki flips himself on the table. His gaze is expectant and slightly annoyed — as it usually is whenever you keep things from him, good or bad.

His palms cup your cheeks, and it's as if those worries that plagued you melt right off into the ether (even if the handcuffs hanging off one wrist look a bit silly).

One look into your darling's eyes has a confession rolling off of your tongue easily. “It's just… we're going to be married soon, and with marriage comes certain expectations from our parents…”

“You're not talking about political status, are you?”

You shake your head, face burning up as the truth finally slips. “No, I'm talking about them wanting grandkids, sweetheart.”

Left without words, Loki blinks in astonishment. Grandkids. Kids. YOUR KIDS?! Together?!

Now this is something that genuinely stops the trickster in his path. You mean to tell him that you've been thinking about– no, fussing over the prospect of–

“Ah, I see,” he clears his throat, squirming as the fluid leaking out of his hole becomes undeniably more arousing than before. “and this is the only thing bothering you?”

You're quick to nod, alleviating your betrothed's worries on sight. “Besides a few pre-marriage nervous jitters, yeah. I'm just worried that I won't be able to deliver, haha…” the laugh falls clumsily from your lips, concealing a hint of insecurity.

But Loki won't have any of that. The handcuffs are back around both wrists immediately — you'd never know they were never off to begin with. His hands lift over your head and rest on the back of your neck, pulling you down into a gentle yet passionate kiss.

“Mm I don't know, if you ask me, I'd say you'll be quite thorough with this matter~” he purrs against your lips, spreading his legs underneath you. You're greeted to the sight of his already used hole presented just for you, and you easily take the bait.

A few strokes and the sight of your beloved so driven after your little chat is enough to get you hard again, easily sliding right back inside those warm walls.

You're yanked closer, buried in the crook of Loki's neck once more, trapped by his arms around your neck and his legs around your waist, rutting into him. He's still pleasantly tight, squeezing you in just the right ways that have your vision faltering.

On instinct, you keep your arms wrapped around your soon-to-be husband's body, dwarfing him in your shadow as your hips continue to pound him hard enough to leave stinging red marks. His body sucks you in without a second thought, eating up every inch. You tremble, and whisper 'I love you' into your darling's ear before cumming hard, turning the slick plaps from your bodies even sloppier as your seed overflows.

Never in his life has Loki felt so stuffed. You've filled him multiple times, each load is just as thick as the last, and you kept fucking it deeper inside, leaving little opportunity for it to leak out. Even now, pulling everything except the tip out and watching your own sticky fluids gush out and dribble down Loki's inner thighs, you swiftly angle his hips so that the rest can't escape from his fertile hole.

And after your conversation, it seems a fire was lit within yourselves, dispelling whatever exhaustion would have followed. Surely Loki's parents wouldn't be too upset with their son getting knocked up before the wedding… it's only a few more rounds…

[liquid-void]

18+. Mature content. Himbo Male Character. Bottom Male Character. Himbo and Bottom Bucky Barnes. Top Male reader. Both reader and character have cocks. Pet names such as baby boy and good boy mentioned.

Himbo! Bucky Barnes x Top Male Reader

(There are two versions in this post.)

Version 1.

Himbo! Bucky, what a good man, so generous and helpful, maybe a little too helpful. He doesn’t realize how lewd his body is, big man tits tightening his shirt and a bubble butt making his ass look exquisite. His friends come to him asking for hugs, saying they had a nightmare or went through rough times, Bucky gladly hugs them tightly without even thinking, his friends’ heads nuzzling between his tits as they enjoy the closeness.

Himbo! Bucky is such an adorable fella, he gladly accepts the gifts that are sent his way and will always show appreciation for them. So when someone gifts him a pair of mini tight shorts with a little crop top, he tries them on to show some gratitude, despite turning into the object of desire for many of his peers. His nipples poke through the fabric while his bubble butt is more pronounced, and let’s not talk about his juicy thighs.

Himbo! Bucky likes to spend time with you, you’re so kind with him. You try to protect his innocence from perverts but also want to wake him up a little so he can defend himself better when you’re not around. You do like Bucky, a lot, yeah he is sexy as fuck, but he’s such a golden retriever sometimes, really cute. And as a golden retriever, Bucky can be playful. He sits on your lap and you try so hard not to get an erection under his plump ass. He hugs you tightly, shoving your face between his tits, and you fight demons so you don’t cup his tits with your hands.

Himbo! Bucky who walks in your dorm wearing nothing but a thong, leaving little to the imagination. He says he forgot to wash his dirty clothes yesterday, and he was hoping you could lend him one of your pants and perhaps also a t-shirt. Your prayers don’t work and you get noticeably hard under your pants. Bucky turns around and his eyes widen when he notices your bulge, he blushes and bites his lips. Knowing he has that effect on you makes him feel somehow.. good? Like a good friend he is, he offers to help you, because friends help each other in anything, right? This is completely normal.

Himbo! Bucky who let’s you fuck his juicy man tits, his muscles feel so good around your cock, better than any fleshlight. You’ve asked him to rub his own nipples, which he obliges, as you tell him this will help you get off more easily. His eyes won’t leave the sight of your cockhead which pops out from between his tits with every thrust you give. Why does he want to lick it so badly?

Himbo! Bucky who notices you’re still hard, even after cumming all over his tits and his face. Bucky feels bad he couldn’t help you with your erection by using his tits, why don’t you try his hole instead? He pushes aside his thong, showing you his pink, puffy hole. You don’t reject the offer of course.

Himbo! Bucky sounds so pretty when taking your cock, his moans just turn you on even more. You can’t help but to pound harder his perfect, warm hole while giving a spanking to his perfect buttcheeks. He whines and whimpers so cutely, you just have to get him pregnant. Your load fills him to the brim and he whines and babbles from how full and hot he feels, wiggling his butt slightly as some of the cum drips down his thighs.

Himbo! Bucky who walks around the base with almost too revealing clothes when you’re present. Bending over in front of you when he clumsily drops a pen, or stretching in front of you, making his man tits bulge slightly under his very tight shirt. Since the last time you fucked him stupid, he has tried to get you hard again, he won’t admit it out loud, but he may or may not have gotten addicted to your cock since then.

Version 2.

Himbo! Bucky, despite his grumpy behavior around people, he can’t help but be an airhead most of the time. He has no idea how his body brings so much attention to him, big man tits stretching his shirt and bubble butt making his ass look so juicy. He pays no mind to the people staring at him, thinking they’re looking at his metal arm instead.

Himbo! Bucky, who scolds you whenever you spank his butt at first, but then doesn’t pay much mind, you’re just being friendly. He definitely doesn’t like it.. at all. Sure. He’ll let you rest your head on his ass, and even will let you hug him from behind, though he blushes when your arms push up his man tits.

Himbo! Bucky, he uses the tightest uniform that was given to him because peers have told him it’s more practical. He believes them, and his curves are so much more pronounced, catching everyone’s attention. You come to his rescue and hand him a change of emergency, he doesn’t understand why so you tell him it has special advantages. There are no advantages, you just don’t want people to undress him with their eyes.

Himbo! Bucky, who needs a massage, has a lot of tension on him, but he doesn’t trust anybody else but you to massage his body. He removes his clothes except for his underwear and lays on his stomach on your bed. You can feel your cock wake up under your pants, but you try to control yourself and start massaging his muscular back. The groans and hums he lets out just keeps turning you on even more. Your hands massage his soft thighs, and he asks you not to forget his ass too, his ass hurt from being sat the whole flight in the plane.

Himbo! Bucky, he blushes when your hands fondle with his ass. Your eyes can’t leave the sight of his pink, puffy hole that can’t hide under the string of his thong. Will he want to have a prostate massage too? You shake your head. Bucky turns around so you can start with his torso, you try not to pay attention to his pink cheeks. Your hands are firm on his tits, and he can feel how his nipples grow painfully erect, he tells you it hurts, doesn’t know why, so you just start to rub and pull gently on his nipples which makes him whimper and moan. 

Himbo! Bucky, he is getting hard under his thong and of course the fabric doesn’t hold his cock very well, letting the shaft throbbing and leaking on his abdomen. Your hands stop fondling his tits as you catch the lewd sight; Bucky’s cheeks all pink, his eyes almost watery as he looks at you with a pout on his lips, his cock red and leaking against his abs, his legs slightly spread… for you.

Himbo! Bucky who can’t hold his moans back while you pound him so deliciously hard, hitting his prostate so well, stretching his hole so good, squeezing his juicy ass like a delicious fruit. He’s sobbing with a dumb stupid smile on his face while he plays with his tits. He begs you to call him a good boy, a cute baby boy, no soldier, no hero, he wants to be treated like a princess. And you just want to make him happy, so you praise him, calling him pretty pet names, it makes him go crazy, biting the pillow as he makes a mess on the sheets with his cum.

Himbo! Bucky, he’s so cold with his teammates, but when it’s only you and him behind closed doors, he turns into a complete himbo prince. He sits on your lap, his arms around your neck as you suck on his tits like the good boy he is. He’s so happy to be your baby boy behind closed doors, not needing to think at all.

[biglychee]

Messy Little Pervert

$ log - you're helping relieve a rather flustered cpt. steve rogers! $ warn --gn!reader --dom!reader --handjob --degradation $ wc -w 0.78k $ cd masterlist $ echo "reader's kinda mean about it, hells yeah" > authors-note.txt

"You really are pathetic," You murmured to Steve's burning-red ears, before nipping the shell softly. It was quite the contrast to the rough pace your hand had past his slacks; his proud uniform was just pushed aside like flimsy material.

He whined helplessly at that comment- him? Pathetic? He's literally a Captain, leading an entire commando unit, he's anything but that- fuck. His hips bucked in reaction to the slight twist in your wrist.

"You've been getting hard on the field?" You scoffed at him, words sweet like honey, landed sharp to his ears.

"Gah-no!" He tried to deflect, shaking his head.

"You sure, Captain?" You pushed, your thumb rubbing circles on his sensitive tip. He had to bite his lip from dragging out a too loud moan.

"Ca-Call me Steve, please!" He replied, muddled brain hooking onto the wrong thing. He didn't like mixing his work with his pleasures.

"Well, then, Steve, how long'd you been hard and aching?" You asked him, jacking him off at a reverent pace, enough to make his hips squirm at the sensation.

He had to seriously focus to sit still. You'd mentioned if he kept moving, you'd stop helping him, oh the horrors indeed.

"Since the start of the mission-mmh!" He just spat out, eyes screwed shut as his head fell back to the wall with each sharp tug of your warm palm. His own hands gripped onto your clothes so damn tight, the fabric might as well rip. "You looked so gorgeous-ah-beauty, during the briefing. I couldn't he-help it!"

"Oh, is that so?" You mused with a cunning smirk, pressing your chest hotly to his side, lips leaving more open-mouthed kisses to the line of his throat. "It seems to me that you're quite the pervert."

He didn't even try to defend himself. He knows it's bad as it sounds- getting hard at the thought of you while out of the field. Then heading straight to your office straight after extraction, no words, just a mere whine and dropped gaze to his strained tent. You didn't really get up instantly, just raising an eyebrow from your desk. But that desperate look in his eyes enticed you enough.

"Pervert..." He just hazily repeated the word. It felt degrading on his tongue, a shiver running through him as he flutters his eyes open.

Ah fuck.

That sly look in your eyes, the other mean comments on the tip of your devilish tongue, and he glances down. The sight of his own agent jerking him off. Court-martials, reports, rules all get thrown out the window as he whimpers, pre-cum spouting onto the back of your hand.

"Ain't ya one?" You pushed him, leaving a firm kiss to his jaw, while your free hand trailed to lazily stroke those golden locks.

He didn't answer at first, gulping heavy. Steve was in fact quite focused on deciding whether to cum or not. He needs to, he can't lose it for another time and stay up all night hard again. But, then he'd be making a right ol' mess on his uniform. Albeit it's past working hours, no one'd be up to spot him.

"Messy little pervert," Your voice whispered tauntingly to his jaw, reading his damn mind, "Gettin' off to dames/fellas while carryin' the shield. Gonna make a mess in your honoured slacks now, baby?"

Honest to God, Steve feels a part of his soul literally leave him.

The comments paired with that ridiculing tone of yours felt embarrassingly hot. He couldn't really respond without spouting out mindless moans, so he just nodded feverishly, biting his lip at the sight of himself spurting hot cum all over your palm, some onto his trousers. Dammit, he'd just fetched them from the dry cleaner too.

His hips kept twitching at each drag of your palm, as you coaxed the orgasm out of him. Your lips kiss his hotly - just enough to drink up those sweet sounds of his.

"But, you're my pathetic fella right?" You tilted your face to murmur against his lips.

"Ah yes, ma'am/sir, only yours, just yours" Steve gulped, answering instantly as if you were the chain of command here. His breaths calmed down as the moments passed. He watched you leave a couple more soothing kisses to his whining lips, before returning to your desk. You fetched a spare cloth from your drawer, wiping your hands and throwing it to him.

"Clean yourself up, Steve, then sit down." You say.

You poured some water into a flask, and placed it in front of the spare chair. "Drink up, we still have to go over the recon's strategy results."

$ cd masterlist

[havensins]

Fucking Peter parker and using magic to bind his hands together and make him even more sensitive

i love this. and don’t forget to vote on my poll! tw daddy kink !

peter is already sensitive enough without you having to do anything to enhance it, when you use your magic to tease his nipples or press against his erogenous zones, he’s absolutely done for.

having him bound with his arms bended at the elbow and folded against his chest as you fuck him in missionary. big, salty tears are staining his cheeks, his hair is messy on his head and his thighs are quivering where they’re wrapped around your waist.

the way you’re ducking him is harsh and unforgiving, and the sounds that we’re being forced past his lips reflected your actions. “c’mon, talk to me parker… or has every thought in your pretty little mind melted away?” you ask him, leaning down to kiss at his tear stained cheeks.

“‘s soooo much!” he drags out and whines, breathing heavily as his cock pathetically drips with more precum on his stomach. you hum, leaning forward to drape your body over his and frame him with your hands on either sides of his head. you dip down to meld his lips with yours, swallowing his moans as you slow your pace and settle for slow and equally as harsh thrusts.

“you can take it baby, fuck, i know you can,” you murmur as you pull away from his lips. he’s fighting the urge to close his eyes as he stares at you. his dark brown eyes are dilated and hazily clouded with need, you stare back at him as a smirk tugs at your lips.

“you just wanna be good for me, huh love?” you murmur, kissing down his jaw. “yes, yes! w’nna be the best for you,” you whimpers, and you could feel his cock twitch between your stomachs. you grin, slithering a hand between your bodies, to tug at his cock.

he lurches at that, back arching into your chest and hands grasping at nothing where they’re bound to him. “c’mon peter, i w’nna make you feel so good.” you’re grunting and moaning in his ear about how fucking tight he is, and it does nothing to stave off his impending orgasm.

“daddy…” his voice cracks and breaks on the word as he gasps and squeals, spurting his cum into your hand. his eyes roll back and the sight alone as you gripping the sheets as your stomach tightens and you cum into peter. he whines, cock twitching weekly at the feeling of being so utterly used and filled.

[fatigueeed]

sigh

thinking about trans!anime men who like a little pain with their pleasure. like yeah please leave hickeys and bruises that they will admire for as long as they last. or pinch and bite their nipples and they're back is arching and whining because it hurts so good. i'm talking about men who want their ass to be red, bordering on purple from all the spanks you've given him, make it hard for him to sit the next couple of days. or slapping their inner thighs, you can see the twitch their clit makes as they leak even more. talking about fingering him, curling your fingers to hit their g-spot in every stroke and landing a couple of plaps to their t-cock. watch as their thighs shake and eyes roll back as the sharpness sends them over the edge. men who become addicted to pussy slaps after that.

[lxstfuck]

Y'ALL IMMA MAKE SOMETHING!

i have two prompts in mind

“You look so pretty on your knees for me”

Or

“You're such a pain slut”

And i wanna write for one of those but help me decide plz. The characters I wanna do are these:

Loki (yes, he is versatile)

Yuri briar (i don't even wanna hear it, he is just so pretty and no one appreciates him)

Chisiniya (We have to talk Abt him honestly)

Rin (the swimmer y'all, the swimmer)

Ken Kaneki (there's just something Abt the mask-)

And lastly; Sebastian Michaelis (he's so fine istg)

Have in mind this is a Dom reader x Sub character.

[starboy-writing]

Scott Summers riding reader. ‘Nuff said.

Author's Note: 👍👍👍

Warnings: male reader, top reader, no D/S roles, anal, riding, praise kink, premature ejaculation

Space divider created by @/pixopix

Giving him the reigns always ends up following the same route: Scott sits pretty between your legs, eyebrows furrowed as your cock glides through his tightened fists. His lips will part and his tongue will poke out while the erotic visage of your length disappearing and reemerging within his grasp steals his attention. Precum begins to overflow, sliding down your shaft and over his knuckles. The distinct sound of wet skin rubbing against wet skin drowns your minds in a pleasant haze, and you can't stop the smile that comes from noticing how red the tips of Scott's ears have become. Then, once he's satisfied with how slicked up you are, he'll position himself in just the spot where your tip comfortably nudges against his entrance; a prelude to the pleasure about to come.

Trembling thighs rest on either side of your hips, his pelvis hovers above your dick as he strokes it a few times, attempting to push the tip inside. Your guidance is gentle, letting Scott control how soon he sinks down on your cock and when he begins to bounce on it. Fingers rest on his waist, and he sighs contently, finally feeling the stretch of your length entering his body. It's kinda cute when just the tip is enough to make your lover gasp and tighten his hold on you, regardless of how many times you go through the motions.

Like a lock and key, Scott's body opens right up after the initial penetration. He braces himself on your chest, working further down your length until the stretch coaxes out those airy moans that drive you wild — that delicate “Ah~ ooooohh god…” under his breath. The one that never fails to make your heart skip a beat and your dick throb.

Scott surely notices too. His hips find their rhythm, easing another inch or two deeper inside, then growing impatient and taking you in full with one determined plop. The sudden depth of your cock earns a reaction from each of you: with Scott's thighs squishing your body between them while a deep, triumphant moan falls from his lips, and your back arching as you chase more of his soft insides that massage your dick at every slight movement.

“Ah– that didn't t-take long– nngh…” you manage through gritted teeth. The atmosphere is quickly filled with pathetic panting, and with the increasing pace of Scott's ride, you're just shy of sticking your tongue out like a dog.

All that erratic movement has caused the top button of his shirt to pop open, and just a glimpse of his chest hair peeking out through the opening makes you drool too. Your hand slides up to that spot, groping him while your hips snap upwards, causing him to gasp and meet your thrusts with an equal amount of vigor.

“That's– ghn… feels nice…” he hums, grinding his hips in all directions, stirring up another wave of searing hot pleasure as you feel every inch of him squeeze around your length and watch his cock leak precum onto your stomach. “Ahn–!! Aah… hitting just the right spot–!!”

The overwhelming pressure that's built up inside you grows stronger, until it suddenly snaps — your cock squeezes as deep as it will reach and your warmth fills Scott's body unexpectedly. Tears that you didn't even notice quickly flow from the corners of your eyes, which only makes you feel more embarrassed…

“S-sorry–! That wasn't… haah… the plan–” you wheeze between breaths. You want nothing more than to crawl under the covers and hide until this feeling passes, but your lover is all too eager to push your limits.

He hastily grinds on your cock, determined to milk you for all you're worth. “Babe- that was- need to see that again…” he says with a determination that's usually reserved for saving lives or something of equal caliber. But right now, he's using that energy to crush your pelvis beneath his greedy self, only giving a cocky smile when you tell him that you just came.

Pleas and cries fall on deaf ears. You didn't even mean to cum yet, and now it seems like you're going to be here until you have nothing left to give…