content strap on, dildos, reader has a vagina, praise, use of pussy, not edited, lowercase intended
⋅˚₊‧ she likes it when you take a nice thick strap, her favorite one to use is an eight inch one pink sparkly one with the thickness of a glass bottle
⋅˚₊‧ she always starts slow, testing different dildo thicknesses until you're wet enough to take her strap
⋅˚₊‧ only when your tight pussy is all puffy and glistening does she let up, gentle kisses being placed on your puffy lips
⋅˚₊‧ she keeps you on your knees, back arched and head buried in a pillow as she slowly pushes in
⋅˚₊‧ she loves hearing your breathy whimpers and harsh gasps as your tight hole sucks her in further
⋅˚₊‧ when your sweet core sucks her in to the hilt she has to pause and simply admire how complacent you are for her, your skin littered with goosebumps as she drags her nails up the backs of your thighs
⋅˚₊‧ she can listen to the sounds of your pussy for days, the soft wet sounds filling the room when she finally gets around to moving
⋅˚₊‧ she always starts the session off with praise, soft words of affirmation as you whine and struggle to take the larger sizes
⋅˚₊‧ she peppers your back with soft kisses, tracing down your spine with her lips
⋅˚₊‧ she gets so lost in how well you take a cock that she completely ignores your poor little clit
⋅˚₊‧ normally she'll simply strap a vibrator to you so it's constantly buzzing against your clit or she'll press you deep into the mattress with your legs spread so she can fuck down into you while your weight keeps the vib against your clit
⋅˚₊‧ if you're struggling to behave or pulling the brat card she'll tie your arms to the bed frame while her large hands keeps your legs nice and spread for her
⋅˚₊‧ she especially likes spitting onto the strap and watching the thick globs to spit get mixed in with your glistening essence
⋅˚₊‧ she always has music on during a session so you feel more relaxed and less like you have to preform for the silence
⋅˚₊‧ she's not that loud during sex, her vocals consist of low moans and soft sighs as she slams her hips against your plush ass
taglist @namgyucat ( hope ur okay with the tag for this one :) )
"y'know. i was able to snatch one of those pens from the guards-" the purple haired rapper twirled the pen around in his hand. he laid on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. the effects of the drugs fully gone out of his system.
"you want me to give you some type of stick 'n poke?" he turned, a grin on his face. "not to brag and shit. but i got this sick stick n' poke i did on my ankle when i was 14! look-" he sits up, rolling up his tracksuit leg, showing a faded..and shitty tattoo of a dick.
EXCUSE ME MA'AM HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME SIMP FOR ALL THE LIs? HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO CHOOSE BETWEEN THEM WHEN ALL OF THEM HAVE ME IN A CHOKEHOLD? I NEED COMPENSATION AT THIS POINT! CHOOSING WHOSE ROUTE TO PLAY FIRST WHEN I LOVE ALL THE ROS SO MUCH IS A CRIME FGFGHFH.
THIS IS POSSIBLY THE BEST THING IVE HEARD ALL MONTH. THANK YOU SO MUCH!! IM GLAD YOU LIKE THE LIs!!!! AND IM SORRY FOR THIS CRIME BUT IM ADDING A BUNCH OF SAVE SLOTS IN THE DEMO SO YOU COULD POTENTIALLY ROMANCE ALL OF THEM IF YOU WANT!!!
I LOVE YOU. I HOPE YOU'RE HAVING A WONDERFUL DAY!!!
content dubcon, dark content, piv, no foreplay, knife "play", established relationship, blood, rough unprotected sex, sadistic namgyu, blue vest reader, standing backshots, use of cunt & cock, reader has a vagina, short smut section/mostly buildup, not edited, lowercase intended
note this kinda includes season 3 spoilers so don't read if you haven't watched yet :) | i decided for my 1k followers celebration i would write nasty mean sex with namgyu :3 | this ended up being a lot shorter than i originally thought so i apologize for that :(
you sprint down the hallway, taking a sharp right turn your shoulder slams painfully into the cream brick. you notice a pop of color to your left and rip the key over your head. your key is a perfect match for the square keyhole. clicking the door open you're shoved into the room. arms try to brace your fall but you land on the dirt floor with a huff.
all the air is ripped violently from your lungs but you manage a weak crawl. your vision blurs with tears. this is how you died, surrounded by neon drawings. the colors swirl in your vision as a foot keeps you on the floor. pressing your cheek into the dirt floor you feel gravel and rocks dig into your soft flesh. your killer stands angled so you're unable to make out who it is. solemn tears become full-blown sobs as you attempt to beg for your life.
"Please, don't kill me. My mom is really sick."
"Why would I do that? I promised to protect you, didn't I?"
you attempt to pull yourself up but his weight keeps you locked in place. blunt nails dig into the ground. dirt becomes mud as your tears and snot continue their free fall down your face. his foot is lifted off of you but is replaced with what you can only assume is his knee from the sharp bone digging into your spine. cold, sharp, metal is placed ever so gently against your cheek. shuddering, the knife slices into the meat of your cheek and leaves you dripping blood, darkening the ground. he giggles and licks the blood from your cheek with a deep inhale. exhaling, you can feel his breath ticking your ear canal. craning your neck you look around the darker room. the fluorescent light is dim but you can barely make out another red vest hovering by the door.
"Go on and find your girl, I have plans with this one."
the figure hesitates for a moment before sprinting off down the hallway, leaving you utterly alone. screaming out, the knife is plunged into the ground, slicing at the tip of your nose. fear fills the room with the sour scent of sweat and copper. your body shakes as you wiggle in the dirt like an injured animal. that's probably all you were to him, an animal needing to be put down. his earlier words do nothing to quell the sick empty feeling taking up your abdomen. he leans down, hair dipping into the pool of wetness inching its way from your head. your non-squished eye looks deep into his dark irises. he has this crazed look, adrenaline and something sinister blowing his pupils wide.
"You want protection, right? Wanna make sure you stay alive until the timer goes off."
you shake your head as best you can. nothing he offers could make you side with him. not after this. he scoffs and leans back, his weight lifting from your back. letting out a breath you scramble into a corner of the room. there was a 50/50 chance the door to your left was unlocked or you could try to shove past him, make it to the door that hangs wide open.
he follows your eyes, smiles wide at the open door. standing, he slinks backwards. his eyes never leave yours as he closes the door with a quiet click. the knife glitters as the single light in the middle of the starry ceiling catches the stained metal. you didn't even notice he picked it back up. slamming your head once against the painted wall you curse at yourself for not reaching for it when you had the chance. looking up at him, droplets stick to your bottom lashes.
"You look so pathetic. So weak."
you frown as you stare at him. any resemblance of him from before the games being completely transformed into something bloodthirsty. he's always been so mean but something about his words now hit harder, forms a deeper pit in your stomach. hugging yourself around the waist, your vest bunches up and strangles you which only adds to the discomfort of the whole ordeal. each breath wavers as your wet eyes threaten to overfill and break down your strained cheeks.
the taste of mud lingers on your tongue and you furiously rub at the muscle using your jacket sleeve. anything to keep your mind off your inevitable death. he takes a few steps towards you, each thud of his bloody slip-ons sending a shiver down the back if your neck. it only takes a few for him to be on top of you. the height difference staggering at your angle. wide eyes stare at him, the pain from the small cuts outweighed by the icy feeling in your veins. he points the tip of the knife at you, too far away to grab.
"Stand up."
you rise, your back pressed firmly against the wall and you feel every bump of paint as you move.
"Turn around."
you blank, that icy feeling moving down to your fingertips. he repeats himself, his octave lowering. slowly looking around you turn your body slightly, your prey brain fighting to keep your eyes on him. his eyes narrow and his posture straightens. the knife slices through your jacket and blood pools into the green fabric. yelping, you grab your forearm as he forces you around. tightening your grip on your arm you blink as black and neon purple blocks your vision.
half of a constellation becomes your best friend as you're forced still. with hands on your hips the knife taps against your belly, that sharp metal threatening to cut into your shirt at any movement. looking down you stare at silver and pale skin getting swallowed by green and white fabric. he leans in close, his breath hot against the shell of your ear. giving your earlobe a gentle kiss he breaths out with a sigh.
"You smell scared, like shea butter and blood."
his hands glide up until he's cupping you through your shirt. squeezing down at the flesh of your chest he steps closer. you can feel every ridge and curve of his body as he molds himself against you. pressing another kiss against your skin he moves further down to feel your jugular against tinted skin. your heart was already hammering in your ears, blood rushing up your brainstem, you can only imagine what your pulse point felt like against his cheek. nuzzling into you he grinds against your backside.
"Help me and I'll help you. Keep you safe from all these murderers."
"Who's going to keep me safe from you?"
"Safe from me? I'm the safest person here."
a bubble of laughter rips its way out of your throat and into the air. safest? you wonder if he truly thinks that. he hums out, the vibration sticking to your skin like molasses. slowly dripping down and pooling at your feet. another step and you're being pressed into the wall, your cheek smushed against paint. with one eye closed you let the other droop as he mumbles something about a good time. you were accustomed to this part, the spiked libido as drugs take over his system. more grinding and you know it won't be long until he wants more. he presses a few more soft kisses to your neck, sucking on the skin until an annoying ache forms.
huffing, he lets out an annoyed sound as he shifts. his prominent bulge digs into your ass and you know he's ready. walking you backwards, his hands press firmly into your hips. spreading his fingers out he places a hand between your shoulder blades and bends you over. your hands reach out to support yourself against the wall. you gasp out as he yanks your sweats and underwear down in one swipe. the fabric pools at your ankles and you absentmindedly spread your legs. he lets out a dark laugh, a mean sounds that echos between your ears. you huff and let your head drop down in shame. you can practically feel that sadistic grin widening on his face as he looks down at your pathetic display. your body involuntarily shivers as he slowly lifts the back of your many layers.
the tip of the knife gently slicing up your spine as he does so. keeping your shirt lifted he examines your pitted back with the utmost care in the world, like he's trying to find an answer in the constellation of pimples, freckles, and moles littering your back. he replaces his knife with his hand. long fingers curling around fabric to keep your shirt lifted and your skin exposed to the stifling air surrounding you. his other hand drags itself down your side, over the bump of your hip, and down to his cock that stays restricted within the confines of his sweats. he was probably already leaking at the sight of you.
awkwardly he shoves his pants down to stick on his thighs. his cock springs free and twitches against your ass as he shifts and makes himself comfortable behind you. shifting his cock, he taps it against your entrance as if he was asking for permission. the tip of his leaking cock presses against your slick hole before slipping it with a little resistance. he grunts alongside your uncomfortable rambling. he gives you no time to get accustomed as he bottoms out the best he can from his position. you whine and huff in pain at the sudden burning stretch between your legs. he responds by pulling out halfway before thrusting forward with a snap of his hips. bones dig into your plush ass with every rough thrust. you adjust your hands to better cover yourself as your forehead slams against the back of your palms.
your cunt squeezes down around him and he curses under his breath about you being too tight and to loosen up. you give out a short laugh and he grips the back of your neck, your shirt falling slightly irritating the angry red line down your spine. keeping you nice and still he gets lost in the feeling of you surrounding him. each thrust has something angry infecting it, soaking into your limbs like an angsty teen. the sounds of wet slaps fill the small room and your fear transfers from the thought of death to the thought of someone walking in on you two. maybe someone does, you're much too lost in the feeling of his tip bumping that spongey part in you to care.
soft moans are pulled from your rusty throat that match with his quiet grunts. the hand that isn't preoccupied with your neck stays free to readjust himself in you whenever he slips out. you feel yourself coming undone within minutes, adrenaline helping push you over the edge. a full body shake twists your stomach as you cum on his cock. it takes him a few extra minutes before he's spilling warmth into your core. the feeling skyrocketing into you and pressing against your cervix like a parasite rooting itself deep in you. he stays still as he finishes with a deep sigh. leaning down he presses a single chapped kiss to the long welt raised on your skin before pulling out with a slick pop. you slide down onto your knees, adrenaline leaving your body. you blink and rub at your eyes as your whole body is left throbbing in pain.
"Look at that, we even have some time to spare."
you're left bloody and dripping seed into your pants as he adjusts himself.
content post squid games au, smut, dildos & vibs, roommate!namgyu, use of cunt & core, not edited, lowercase intended
your leg kicks out, the rabbit you clutched in your fist set to the highest setting. the itty bitty faux tongue inside the clit part moves against your clit perfectly m. you hear the front door creak open but you don't pay any attention. you're both adults, he knows you jack off and he leaves you be. a little teasing later on that night you can handle. a knock on your door shakes you from your peaking pleasure. shaking softly, you click off your rabbit and with a soft, shaky, way too turned on voice you call him in.
"What do you want for dinner? Or can you not think?"
he tilts his head, the smile he wants to flash stuck on his cheeks. you roll your eyes and shoo him out.
"I don't care what we have."
"I do. So what are we thinking? Noodles~"
he mimics your voice, something he's started to do ever since he got back from his vacation. you frown and shake your head at him.
"Make whatever you want, I'll come and help in a few minutes."
"Not fast enough."
he takes a few steps into the room, your door being left open much to your annoyance. sneaking his hand under the covers, his wraps around the back of yours. keeping his grip tight he makes your hand move the rabbit in and out of your tightening core. huffing, your leg kicks out again. pulling your legs up further, you get lost in the irregular pattern he sets. whining out, you blink lazily at him. his face is set, dead focused on the strands of hair sticking to your forehead and cheeks. the soft noises of your soaked cunt are muffled but still cause his cock to jump in his jeans.
after a few slow movements, your even breathing breaks as soft moans leave your throat. he flicks his wrist, the rabbit being pulled out before being shoved back into your cunt. there's enough force to send a painful shiver up your spine. letting out a harsh wine, your head falls back. if your wrist wasn't cramping before it certainly was now. the grip he has leaves pools of blood in your fingertips as he moves. the watches your face change, eyes closed and jaw clenched. you're so close and he finds it cute, how quiet and determined you are. squeezing around the rabbit you cum a few thrusts later. your whole body shakes as your orgasm swims through your veins. pulling it out if you with a quiet pop, he licks the rabbit clean. the noise is violent and loud now that your covers aren't muffling the sound. blinking up at him, he tosses the vib against your chest.
"You good with chicken tonight?"
"Sounds good."
"Get up, you can do that breading you do. Yeah, the one with all that seasoning."
content soft dom daeho, "bratty" sub reader, reader has a vagina, soft smut, crybaby reader, not edited
notes post squid game au where the x's won the vote / this is 1.4k words
"Turn around for me."
You shake your head and grind back against him. he huffs and places a soft kiss against your shoulder blade. spreading his fingers out he rests his palm against your lower stomach grabbing at you.
"What was that?"
"No. I don't wanna. Just move."
"Is that your final answer?"
you roll your eyes. he gently caresses the back of your thigh and pinches the skin there. pulling away from you his cock slips out with a pop. panic washes over your face as he slips off the bed. grabbing his briefs he pulls them on. rising to your knees, you grab at his bicep.
"No, no, wait. I'm sorry. Please don't stop."
he pulls away and finishes dressing. looking down he replies while buttoning his top.
"You had your chance, angel."
you frown and look up at him with wide eyes. blinking you push out your bottom lip. you try to look as pathetic as possible hoping to change his mind. he spares you a glance but doesn't even show an ounce of care. anger flashes over your face and you cross your arms in annoyance. pulling on socks he presses a soft kiss against your hairline. yanking on a top you watch as he pauses by the doorframe.
"I'm going to the grocery store. You coming with?"
"No."
he nods and leaves, the door clicks and you're left alone. standing, you're pissed as you redress yourself. padding out into the kitchen you stew in your upset for a few minutes. it’s all you can last before that uncomfortable sticky feeling takes over and you wander into the bathroom for a quick shower. keeping your hair safe from the water you rinse your body off with a layer of soap.
walking through your kitchen you tighten your towel and slip on your slippers. rooting through the fridge you remove a few ingredients and start cooking something small. rice boils and onion sits as you go to change. throwing on one of his worn shirts you slip on underwear and you’re ready to go. going back to cooking you’re just finishing up when the lock clicks. looking over you give him a gentle smile, an apology dying on your lips.
“Cooking won’t work.”
“I’m just making dinner, I promise.”
“That late already?”
“Yes, sir.”
you’re joking, mostly, the sir having a playful edge to it. he stiffens before coming over to dip his fingers in the food. smacking his hand away you tsk at him and he retreats with a frown. you shake your head and start plating, the ding from your oven letting you know the bread is done. carrying both plates you resist his help as you transfer the sides from the counter to the table.
when everything is organized you climb into your chair. he takes his place and watches as you divvy the sides. making sure his plate is piled high you smile at him. you wait patiently for him to try it, and let you know what he thinks before you eat. he takes a few bites before placing his hand over yours.
“That bad?”
“Oh, just terrible.”
you smile and begin to eat your fill. the evening is filled with soft talking. a silly story while daeho was at the grocery store with your meal. talking about work schedules as you rinse the dishes together. lighthearted laughter over some goofy tiktok you found while he scrolled instagram.
you almost forgot about the ache between your legs. almost. the hand that's been snug against your hip dips lower. caressing your butt he dips his fingers further and rests them between your thighs. chewing on the inside of your cheek you attempt to go back to mindless scrolling.
“Stand up. Perfect, come here.”
turning you climb onto his lap. spreading your legs you grind down on him once. he immediately stills your movements as a simple warning. you take the hint and stay still waiting for instruction. he simply assesses you. hands gripping at the hem of your shirt. pulling it off you're left shivering in the air conditioning.
reaching up he grabs at your chest. your nipples being tweaked and rubbed as you struggle to stay silent. blinking slow you tilt your head at the feeling. he dips his head low and takes a perk nipple between his lips. slapping a hand over your mouth you muffle your sounds. he spends the next few minutes focused. you shift uncomfortably as pain overtakes the pleasure.
“Dae-ho. It hurts.”
“You can take a little more. Can’t you?”
when you shake your head no he sighs but lets up. he enjoys pressing a few hot kisses to your neck. smiling softly you hold back giggles as he tickles some spots with his eyelashes. he breaks away to look up at you.
“You’re being so docile, rabbit.”
you scoff despite the heat rising to cover your face. cupping his face you muster up the cutest little pout.
“Can I move? Pretty please?”
he nods and you smile. pecking him on the lips you slowly grind yourself down against his lap. humming softly you rest your forehead against his. with both eyes closed you feel him getting hard. you smile to yourself. leaning in for another kiss he moves out of the way much to your chagrin. you immediately feel upset at the rejection but instead of indulging you he stands you up. crossing your arms, you seriously risk losing out on an orgasm tonight, but you bite your tongue. standing there half naked and chilly you wait for him to offer solace.
taking your body in his arms he walks you into the bedroom. nice and slow, he hugs you tightly and guides you backwards. your arms are trapped between you but you enjoy it, just being held by him. he guides you until you're resting comfortably against the edge of the bed. hoisting you up, his muscles flex under your light grip. you feel like a damn slip and slide and it's all his fault.
pressing a kiss to his jawline you reach down and take his cock in your hand. spreading your legs you hope he won't be upset with you. he steps forward and that's all the confidence you need. guiding the tip of his cock you rub it gently against your clit. his breath hitches and you chew on the inside of your lip. you simply continue circling your clit with his tip until you're both leaking. with a shaky hand he stops you before guiding your hand lower.
you slip his tip between your lips and he yanks you forward closer to the edge of the bed. this makes him suddenly bottom out in one smooth movement. for a second you're rendered useless. your mouth falls open and your eyes twitch at the stretch. his face softens and he cups your cheeks in soft palms. you blink up at him already feeling yourself go dumb. this is exactly what you’ve wanted all day and you weren't about to lose the opportunity. with your last remaining braincells rubbing together in your skull you pant.
“Please don't stop.”
“Any pain?”
“No. Please.”
he doesn't pry further and pulls out of you slightly. closing your eyes you tilt your head. you're struggling to keep your eyes open, one eye starting to twitch at the effort. his thrusts are slow but meaningful. sharp sounds are pulled from your chest and you don't think you could muffle them even if you tried.
you don't even realize you're crying until his thumbs are rubbing at your cheeks. once you notice you’re unable to stop them. rubbing at your cheek you give a wet moan. he presses a gentle kiss to your lips and swallows every hiccup and sob. his thrusts speed up and he adds in deep grinding. curling into him you wrap your arms around his neck.
his thrusts become short and fast as his climax approaches. your legs tighten around his waist. reaching down he circles your clit with his middle finger. gasping out you malfunction as your orgasm crashes over you. he follows suit a few strokes later. you maintain your hold on him and don't let up even when he tries to pull away.
“We need to get cleaned up.”
“I’m comfortable.”
“We can cuddle after. Take a shower with me.”
“Promise?”
“Pinky.”
you loosen your grip and let him slip away from you. stretching, you pop your back and slowly shuffle your way into the bathroom. closing the door on him you use the bathroom and open the door for him to join you as you dry your hands. happily you hop into the warm shower with him. you relax into his grip as he massages soap into your shoulders.
content reader has a vagina, threesome, oral m!receiving, fingering, drug mention (reader takes one of thanos' pills)
notes the longer version of this post
"Two truths and a lie, ready? Go."
"I have two sisters, I've been out of the country, and I breathe air."
The guys whisper among themselves each one dramatically looking in your direction every so often. You played with your nails, weeks unemployed has led them to get rather long. Scratching at a dry patch above your elbow they finally have an answer.
"The lie is-"
"Wait, shit. It's just one lie? I did one truth, ha. Well, I fucked up. Your turn."
You give them a wide smile, your eyes drooping as whatever Thanos gave you started to take hold. They look at each other before Thanos takes your hands in his. Long fingers bind your hands together and you're yanked.
Embarrassment floods heat to your face as you land sprawled over his legs. Your hands are pinned under you and your only solace is the placement of the bunks kept you three out of most people's view. Just as fast as you were pulled down, you're righted back into a sitting position. Only this time your back is pressed against Nam-gyus chest.
"Two truths and a lie. I'll go."
"I am a rapper, this is Nam-sus first time trying these pills, me and him fucked before."
"Well, the lie is obviously that you two fucked before." They seem to pent up to have fucked before or else they would have again by now.
"Wrong." Nam-gyu lifts his sleeve and shows off the track marks littering his inner elbow. You look between the two of them and their hungry grins as you take in the information. Then you start laughing. It's soft at first, a few quick bursts of laughter mixed with silence.
"That shit would be funny as fuck." Your laugh has upgraded to a genuine cackle as you imagined it. Leaning back, you genuinely can't figure out which one would be on top. Thanos has too much of an ego to bottom but Nam-gyu would be the perfect amount of pathetic to top Thanos.
There's a shout and a ring-clad hand covers your mouth. You all wait a moment, giggles muffled behind flesh. When you've finally calmed down enough you take Nam-gyus hand and hold it against your heart.
"Funny as fuck." You mouthed to a grinning Thanos. He leans forward and tilts his head as if he's going in for a kiss. Passing your lips he whispers low enough for you two to hear.
"Wanna know the story?"
You rub your cheek against his with an excited yes. He pulls away and his surprisingly still fluffy hair tickles your nose. Getting comfortable, you and Nam-gyu have upgraded from a simple hand on your chest to playing with each other's fingers as you listened.
"Our first time smoking together. It was just weed really. Well, we had just smoked a blunt. I think we also did Ketamine, maybe some coke. We start smoking and next thing you know we're both hard and with no señoritas around we took care of each other."
You listen intently. Your lips parted and your head slotted against Nam-gyus neck. Wow. You blink in his direction for a moment.
"Who fucked who?"
"That's not important. Now we need to know if you're gonna join us."
"Obviously, but first I want to know who fucked who."
"You let us have some fun and we'll show you."
Nam-gyu finally speaks up and you sit up at the prospect. Grabbing one hand from each boy you place them over your chest and give their hands a squeeze for them. Slipping out of the bed you pad your way to the door in the far corner. You don't hear them but you know they're both right behind you.
"I have to go. So do they."
The guard hesitates for a moment but eventually lets you three out. Staying a few steps ahead of them you walk up the stairs with them trailing behind you. Entering the bathroom you make sure it's empty before pulling both in for a kiss. It's messy and doesn't work out quite right but you'll be damned if you didn't get your fill. Pulling away you're already panting with restrained excitement.
Neither one wastes any time stripping your top half completely naked. Shivering in the conditioned room, goosebumps litter your skin as you wait. It takes a few minutes, both admiring your tits. A few minutes is all they last before you're being nipped at. Thanos has teeth on your shoulders while Nam-gyu focuses on your jawline. Each one takes a handful and starts toying with your nipples. The sharp pain of teeth against flesh tingles your toes while the pleasure from their eager hand movements has your thighs clenching. You don't know what to do with your hands so you keep them balled up at your side. Only once blood starts staining their teeth do they pull away.
Pain is replaced with a tingling sensation as the pill covers your senses. Wetting your bottom lip you sink to your knees in from of Nam-gyu. Your jacket is folded to kneel on and you look back at Thanos. Once he joins you reach up and yank their sweats down with a little too much enthusiasm. With Thanos, it's a clean pull, just his sweats, his briefs restraining his cock. With Nam-gyu you accidentally catch his briefs in your pull and his cock springs free to slap against you. He lets out a laugh and you glare up at him motioning with chomping teeth what you'll do if he continues. Covering his laugh with a cough you go back to removing Thanos' briefs. You watch as his cock springs free and slaps against his abdomen.
Biting at your nail you take in the scene; two leaking cocks waiting for you to play with. Lifting your chin you maintain eye contact as you lick a stripe up Thanos' cock. Your tongue follows the small vein on the underside before you give his tip small kisses. Pulling away you mimic your actions with Nam-gyus and memorize each of their reactions. Taking a moment to gather some spit you let your tongue drip some down onto the tip of Thanos' cock. Using your hand you jack him off while your mouth is occupied with taking a few inches of Nam-gyus down your throat. Of course, Thanos starts complaining.
"How come he gets head first? I am Thanos the Great, your mouth should be over here."
You flip him off before continuing your movements. Taking Nam-gyu further your nose tickles as his bush brushes against it. Spending a few minutes ignoring Thanos and annoyance has you fucking up your rhythm.
"Shut up for two minutes and I'll give you head."
Going back to bobbing your head the silence doesn't last long. Thanos continues to voice his concerns for a few more minutes until he catches Nam-gyus face change. Hands tangle in your hair and drool drips down your chin. Silence falls over the bathroom and the only sounds that are amplified are your muffled hums and the wet movement of your hands. Two minutes wiz by and you reward Thanos by popping off Nam-gyus dick and onto his.
You work your way down until he's a lump in your throat. Bobbing your head you're only able to get a few breaths in before he's shoving your head down until you're choking on spit and pre-cum. His sounds are much more intimate. Low groans and praise fill the space. Nam-gyu only participates with heavy breathing and long sighs. A little while later you're being yanked off Thanos with a sharp inhale.
Your hand is replaced and both jack the other off until they finish on your face. You're given little warning to close your eyes but you make perfect time and you get a rush of adrenaline. When their breathing evens, you blink your eyes open. Standing, you pop your back and look between them.
Painted nails grip the clean skin of your jaw. Each one spends moments cleaning your face with their tongues. Every so often their lips brush against one another's and they spend time swapping cum. You're thoroughly covered in spit when they're done.
Groaning you grab some paper towels and clean your face with a damp one. Turning you see them both situated and talking amongst themselves. Pushing past them you gather your shirt and jacket and throw it back on. A manicured nail is placed against your chest and you're pushed back against the wall. Nam-gyu slots himself between you and the wall and lets you push up against him.
Two sets of hands are shoved down the front of your sweats. Long fingers pet themselves past your folds and into your dripping core. Cool metal causes your abdomen to clench as it presses against your skin. Your clit is pulled and scratched at. Instead of pain, you feel pure ecstasy at the feeling.
"Oh, holy fucking God."
Grinding your hips forward, deft fingers move in and out of you. Slick sounds fill your burning ears. Burying your face into Nam-gyus neck he leans forward to give you the escape. You're played with for only a few minutes before your orgasm washes over you. Your earlier activities having worked you up enough to cum twice already.
Your jaw clenches and your body tightens. Leaning there you attempt to catch your breath. Removing themselves from you, fingers are then shoved into your mouth and you're ordered to clean them. Whining around them you suck Thanos' fingers clean, your tongue moving between his digits to clean every inch. Pulling his hand away from your mouth you take the back of your hand and remove the extra drool that fell down your chin.
Thanos grins and wraps his arm around your shoulder. Laughing he starts going off about a rap he plans to complete once he gets out of here. You catch Nam-gyu on his other side holding onto his sleeve as he gleefully listens to Thanos ramble on.
content readers vagina is referred to with feminine pronouns, reader is called pretty girl & sweet girl, virginity loss, chubby!reader (like fr finally)
having namgyu take your virginity is terrifying. at least at first it is. this man has a tendency to be "brutally honest" no matter how badly that honesty hurts.
you make sure everything is perfect before he gets home. roses on the floor, brand new lingerie set, fresh flowers in the vase on your cardboard coffee table that type of stuff. when he comes home he's confused as fuck to say the least and spends no time trying to find you to "clean up your mess."
when he finally finds you your sitting on the edge of the bed. your tummy folded over and thighs squished together? oh he's salivating now. he wastes no time getting to work.
"I'm home, did you miss me."
"A bit, yeah."
"What about her? She miss me?"
he'll start with getting you wet enough to take him. not actually caring about forplay, only doing it because thanos drilled it into his head that it's important if he wants to keep on pounding. your pussy is absolutely getting talked to the entire time.
"She's so wet for me."
"Think she can take one more finger?"
"She ready for my cock yet?"
when he finally gets to slip it in he nearly cums right then and there. it's not that he hasn't fucked before. hell with working at a nightclub he practically has the pick of the litter. but you're different and it lowkey pisses him off. he'll start out slow purely for his own benefit. wanting to take his time and feel every curve and clench you have to offer before he's slamming his hips into your.
he watches as your tits bounce wildly in your little lace bra while your face screws up as pain and pleasure flood your veins. his skin will be laced in nail marks. blood stains the underside of your nails as you squeeze tighter and tighter as your orgasm approaches. when you finally cum he's not to far behind you and only holds on to be able to see you crack and crumble.
your first time with thanos is oddly sweet. he makes sure you're fully taken care of before you even realize you're ready. obviously you grinding against him during a make out session gives him some inkling of a clue.
he'll have his hands on your hips. panting into your mouth as you drag your sopping wet pussy alongside his hardening cock. gripping the fat there he'll massage your skin while he nips at your bottom lip.
when you've finally had enough you drag him into the bedroom. placing his hands on either tit he gets to work ridding you of his shirt. it's not like he couldn't tell but it's a pleasant surprise when he finds you have no bra one.
his fingers pump in and out of you at an antagonizely slow pace. huffing, you arch your back. his lips were wrapped around your clit and sucking gently. his tongue occasionally darts out to lap at your bundle of nerves before going back to sucking.
you cum with his tongue shoved so deep in your, you swear you can feel it in your throat. laying there soaking a spot into the sheets he jumps on the opportunity to pepper your skin in kisses. neck, shoulders, cheeks, it doesn't matter if it's exposed skin it's getting kissed.
when he finally slips into you it's all praise. he doesn't shut up actually. he talks and talks while sloppily thrusting. the sounds of his low voice and the slick sounds of your pussy being absolutely destroyed make your ears burn.
"My pretty girl, taking me so well."
"You like that? When it hits your cervix?"
"Your pussy is squeezing around me so good."
when you finally cum it's a few minutes after him. his mouth on yours to swallow every moan and little sound you make during your orgasm. he definitely fucks you with his soft cock until you're able to cum. he loves cuddles and will happily have you cling onto him as your body relieves itself of all the endorphins that flooded it during your orgasm.
your first time with both the boys is filled with bruises and bite marks. your flesh is littered in ugly yellow marks under your skin and bloody bites still bleeding even when they get you into bed. namgyu prefers to stay behind you and let thanos do all the emotional heavy lifting. and heavy lifting he does, he makes you feel so secure your only option is to immediately start fucking him with your mind.
both of them love shoving multiple fingers in you. doesn't matter if it's your mouth or pussy you're being stuffed full. low groans muffled by ringed fingers as manicured ones go to town stretching you out. you nearly take his whole hand you're so turned on which merely excites them until they're twitching in their pants.
eagerly they escort you into the bedroom and onto the bed. you're understandably nervous and can't stop looking between them with shifting eyes. they'll talk amongst themselves on how best to take your virginity without ripping you in half. not a very fun conversation to overhear you gotta be honest.
they both agree to fuck you at the same time and take turns making you cum until you're pliant. tongues and fingers are shoved into your pussy until you eventually squirt twice, once for each of them. when they finally slip in it's painful but euphoric. you end up having to play with your own clit as they get lost in the feeling.
definitely boykissers. they make out in front of you while thrusting and it takes everything in you not to cum right there. thanos hand is placed on the back of namgyus neck while his hand is tangled in purple hair. both are breathtaking as they moan into the others mouth.
cumming is easy but it's not simple. both of them take a while to cum and keep on fucking you into orgasm after orgasm as they practically ignore you for each other. you feel weak by the time they cum. your body is jelly and all you can do is lay there and take it. they cover your stomach and thighs in their cum as your sore pussy flutters against the emptiness.
thanos does nothing but praise you while namgyu rips into you
"Took us perfectly, huh, sweet girl."
"Look at you, squeezing around nothing. Pathetic."
"Don't listen to him. You did so well."
"I'm so proud of you."
"Could have moaned more. Barely got to hear anything over Thanos the Great here."
