#thot weekend

[bitchin-beskar]

hehe now that I have your attention 😌😌😌 pleasure dom nik......crooning in your ear about how you've been such a good girl for him, can't you give daddy just one more, please?

BESTIE PLSSSSS

I know you're asleep rn, so you'll see this when you awaken, but goddamn does this thot have me in a VICE GRIP

god just imagine you're so shaky and weak that you can't even hold yourself up, it feels like your nerves are electrified in the best way, you're delirious with pleasure, and nik keeps telling you how good you've been, sending all kinds of delicious shivers up your spine

every time he promises it will be the last, you're just so pretty when you come, he can't help it, he just wants to see it again, be a good girl for him, come on, just a little more

and then you come, and think for just a second that you might get a reprieve, but no, he's playing your body like a harp, fingers moving this way and that, sending you soaring back towards that peak, and you feel like you're going to cry, and you've long since gone hoarse from shouting your ecstasy, and he

just.

keeps.

going.

[writeforfandoms]

May I please request a barracks bunny / glory hole Reader x TF41?

"She feel good?"

You cracked your eyes open at your captain's rough voice, words a little drawled. He was leaned back comfortably in the chair, cigar in hand, gaze completely focused on the three of you.

"Fuckin' perfect, sir," Gaz breathed, gaze near worshipful on you.

Soap squeezed your hip from his place behind you. "Agreed," was all he managed, still settling from working his way into your ass.

"Start slowly," Price ordered, taking a breath in from his cigar.

Gaz moved first, groaning softly, the noise obscene with the remnants of your captain's cum still leaking out of you. You shuddered hard, one hand caught in his, the other held tight in Soap's.

"Alright, hen?" Soap asked, lips gentle against your neck.

"Uh huh." You tipped your head to give him more room, barely lucid, clinging to them both and barely clinging to sanity.

"Relax." Ghost this time, thumb brushing a bit of salt from your lips. Probably his own. "Let them do the work." Humor and lust glinted in his eyes.

"Says the man who didn't," Soap grunted, still moving slowly, counterpoint to Gaz. They passed you back and forth, rocking between them as easily as breathing.

Gaz huffed, tipping your chin to kiss you, open mouthed and messy. Which did nothing to muffle you - they moved faster and you got louder.

"So fuckin' tight," Soap hissed, hips bucking out of turn.

You slumped against Gaz, mind going hazy with overwhelming pleasure until Ghost curled a hand around the base of your skull, tipping your head to meet his gaze.

"No passing out yet," he ordered, low and rough. "We're not done with you."

[firstofficerwiggles]

bestie.... i need thots on this man right here, right now

Ooh Sith Obi-Wan thots, I am always happy to oblige. Since it's Valentine's Day, let's talk about how he decides to celebrate.

First, the man acts super nonchalant, not giving you a single hint that he's going to do anything at all. You almost wonder if he's forgotten the holiday until he casually tells you that you have plans with him on the day in question. When you ask what you're doing, he just smirks at you,

"Oh you'll see, sweetheart"

The day arrives as you're awakened by him with a box containing a beautiful new outfit and exquisite lingerie.

"Go and put everything on for me. Then we'll spend the day together."

He takes you somewhere for a romantic brunch, luxurious and only for the elite. As you're sipping a mimosa, you feel a sensation in your new panties, an unmistakable vibration. You look over and he has a naughty grin and a small remote in his hand.

"Enjoying your meal, darling?"

He keeps you humming all through the brunch, never letting you get more than a few gasps and maybe one moan before he's turning the speed down. Afterwards, he'll take you shopping, enjoying the way you squirm as he keeps you on that delicious edge all while he spoils you with jewelry, perfume, an exclusive new bag.

"You look a bit heated, beautiful. Is it warm in here?"

He'll also take every opportunity to touch you, pressing himself up against you as he teases you mercilessly. Lord Kenobi always knows exactly how far to push things.

Finally, you're in some clothing boutique, unable to focus on anything because you're so desperate for a release. You drag him to the dressing room and practically rip his clothing off he's made you so hungry for him.

"Ah my darling, I like it when you get insatiable"

Thank goodness he already slipped the staff some credits to mind their business...

[mysticalgalaxysalad]

this is it. venom is the thot. enjoy.

Indeed beautiful thot, bestie dearest 😏😏😏

Venom is insatiable. He has you nicely spread on the bed, full of roses petals, that he arranged with Eddie's help. You whimper, clutching the sheets in bliss, as alien's long, deliciously thick tongue hits all the right places.

"Ah, Venom, please," you don't even know, what you're begging for, everything feels too much and not enough. Venom grins and purrs, vibratong slightly his tongue and your eyes roll back in bliss.

"Ah, sweetheart, you look so pretty like this, dripping for us," Venom licks and sucks at your pussy faster, pinning you to the bed, spreading a tentacle for you to suck on, that you happily do.

"Don't worry, darling, we have all night..."

[catsnkooks]

alrighty i've got my choccy icing and my hoes are assembled

time to indulge in some thots

[bitchin-beskar]

💕✨CALLING ALL HOES✨💕

IT IS TIME! IT IS THE RETURN... OF THOT WEEKEND!!!

@catsnkooks, @lilhawkeye3, @mysticalgalaxysalad, @firstofficerwiggles, @tailorvizsla, and any other hoes who wish to join in the time for thots!

I personally have a long ass weekend, so from now till Monday the 17th, send in whatever thots you've been cooking in your lil hoe brains to my inbox to share with the world!!!!

not that I'm opposed to getting thots any other time, god only knows how horny of a bitch I am, but it's the principle of the thing

I know I've been AWOL for quite some time, so PLEASE bombard me with whatever nasty thots/prompts/ideas/hc's/desires you have! Any character I have listed on my masterlist is fair game, but also... I am always looking for new hyperfixations 👀

So don't be afraid! anon or not, share however many thots your hoe hearts desire!!

p.s. to my anons! if you want, feel free to use an emoji to designate yourself from the others 😊

[bitchin-beskar]

Arranged marriage along with the trope of enemies to friends to lovers with Paz, bestie, let's Kook (ehehehe) this thot together

You are a royalty, a princess, and your parents set you up with rival clan's best warrior Paz Vizsla, bc it will boost their prestige and help the business or whatever ✨

oh bestie you always give me the most DELICIOUS thots to think about

and yes @catsnkooks you are a part of this as well come be horny on main with us (also @maybege we're talkin' bout paz get ur cute butt over here)

ANYWAYS

enemies to lovers combined with arranged marriage is STUNNING

as princess, you know it's your duty to marry well and provide for your people, and unfortunately that means giving up the freedom to marry for love

maybe it'd be easier, but your husband-to-be is the most arrogant, conceited, self-centered jerk to ever exist in the wider galaxy. you don't even know what he looks like.

he's the right hand of the Mand'alor, their most decorated warrior, and unfortunately for you, to maintain peace between your people and the Mandalorians, you have to marry him.

you're determined to hate him, but you also know that you can't let your family down, so you're prepared to walk into this marriage with your head held high, and refuse to bow down to a man who's been nothing but obnoxious and annoying the entire courting period.

the ceremony was nothing like you'd dreamed as a child. Mandalorians are a simple, self-sufficient and practical people. there was no wedding dress or bouquet, no elaborate decor or friends and family dressed in their best to celebrate. it was a simple, quick ceremony, with their Armorer and a priest from your planet's temple, and in minutes you were now a wife.

you stand in your new chambers, staring out the window to the fields below, your heart aching as you mourn the loss of childhood dreams.

rough, calloused hands slide around your waist, pulling you back against a broad chest. you stiffen, but refuse to turn around or give any indication that you're paying attention to him. you won't give him the satisfaction.

"why so pouty, wife?"

you cannot help the scoff that escapes, unable to ignore the smug condescension that drips from his tone at the word wife.

"you're so cold. it's our wedding night, mesh'la," he croons sickly sweet, though you feel your lip curl in a grimace at the Mando'a. he knows you haven't had a chance to learn the language, and you just know he's taking advantage to insult you when you don't know any better. "I wonder how quickly I can warm you up."

"don't get your hopes up, husband," you whisper, voice almost a snarl. "I'm not interested. I despise you."

he chuckles, and the feeling of his chest vibrating against your back sends unwanted shivers down your spine.

"oh, mesh'la. what does despising me have to do with anything?" you open your mouth to retort, but he grips your hips and grinds you back against him, letting you feel the prominent bulge in his trousers. "you can despise me all you want."

you bite your lip to hold back a groan. whatever other complaints you might have, you can't complain about how he feels against you.

"I can't believe you're hard right now. all we've done is argue and fight. how can that possibly turn you on?"

you hear a slight hiss back behind your ear, and then the thud of beskar hitting the floor. before you have time to comprehend the consequences of what that means, there are lisps on your neck, pressing a biting kiss to the sensitive skin there. the unexpected contact makes you yelp, and you jump in his arms, accidentally grinding back against him.

"ner mesh'la," he says laughingly, his voice low and syrupy thick. "I'm Mandalorian. for us, fighting is foreplay."

[bitchin-beskar]

and ofc my fav currently: mean dom rudy and service top alejandro

god this is such a top tier pairing babes we both know it

Rodolfo Parra (mean dom) x Alejandro Vargas (service top) x Reader

Look I know we've talked about this, but this pairing is honestly god tier. No one expects Rudy to be the mean one, and especially considering in the field he always follows Alejandro's orders so well. But in the bedroom, he's the boss, even if both he and Alejandro are tops.

I kinda feel like he's a fan of ordering Alejandro how to fuck you, and then once he's satisfied with that, he'll fuck you himself. Alejandro is the foreplay, if you will, and then Rudy takes over and just destroys you.

But occasionally, they just tag team you at the same time. Usually when they've been gone for a long time, or if the cartel has been particularly vicious recently. When the blood's pumping and tensions are running high, that's when you know you're not leaving the bed for at least 24 hours.

A loud, high pitched whine works its way past Rudy's grip and out of your throat as you're unable to prevent your hips from grinding and twisting, desperately trying to escape the repeated stimulation.

A sharp slap to the inside of your spread thigh makes you jerk, and Rudy's voice growls low and menacing in your ear.

"What did I tell you, princesa? No. Moving." You pant harshly as Alejandro keeps a steady suction on your clit, making it incredibly difficult to follow Rudy's order. "Are you that far gone already that you've forgotten the rules?" He questions, a mean, snarky lilt to his voice.

The man between your thighs pays no attention to your dilemma, instead working on bringing you to the cusp of another earth-shattering orgasm. Alejandro is excellent at multitasking in the field, but when it comes to your pleasure, he has a one track mind.

Your bare, sweaty back is pressed against Rudy's chest, the cool fabric of his athletic shirt providing the barest sense of relief. He's got his hand pressing against your throat, not to choke you, but as a sense of ownership, reminding you who your body and pleasure belong to. He keeps his other hand cupped over your tits, every so often tweaking your sensitive nipples just to try and get you to twitch and disobey him again.

Rudy's thighs keep yours spread nice and wide, leaving you open for Alejandro to just bury his face in your cunt and eat you out to his heart's content. Usually, they use this as foreplay, but tonight it seems to be a punishment, although you're not quite sure if you did anything wrong.

"I'll tell you what, princesa," Rudy drawls, suddenly saccharine sweet. "If you can keep quiet when you come, I'll let our Alejandro reward you and breed this greedy pussy, hm?"

Alejandro moaned into your cunt, and you physically bit your lip to try and prevent the whimpers from escaping. God, you wanted that so bad, but you knew from the tone of Rudy's voice, he wasn't going to make it easy on you.

You quickly discovered how right you were.

Rudy's hand left your tits with one final harsh twist on each of your nipples, before he wound his fingers tightly in Alejandro's hair, and began to grind Alejandro's face into your pussy.

This had the dual effect of pressing Alejandro further into your cunt, driving the sensitivity up to near insane levels, and also making Alejandro moan wantonly against you, as he was wont to do when his hair was pulled.

The combined sensations, along with Rudy nipping and sucking at your pulse point on your neck made it nigh impossible to stay silent, although you put up a valiant effort.

As your legs trembled violently and your chest heaved, a near silent gasp escaped you as tears began to run down your cheeks. Rudy chuckled darkly, his hand coming up to grip at your jaw, turning your head and biting roughly at your trembling bottom lip.

"Tch, such a naughty girl, princesa," he snarled, his grip almost painful on your jaw. "Are you that pathetic that you can't follow one simple rule?" His tongue snaked out to lick at the salty trail your tears had left on your cheek.

"Guess we'll just have to punish you."

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oof I made rudy so mean omg i'm not really sure where that came from. but im not mad about it lol