Summary: Jack is exhausted so you decide to help yourself.
Warnings: Dom?Top?Reader, Eating his ass, Cock and Ballz, Fingering the doctor, Somnophilia
Author's Note: I've seen one (1) episode of The Pitt and yet this thought keeps pinging around in my head. Also this is not proofread at all.
𓆩☤𓆪 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝐴𝑏𝑏𝑜𝑡
[Pt: Jack Abbot]
Jack gets home after an unbearable shift, takes a quick shower and then goes to bed— passed the hell out in seconds. You couldn't wake him if you tried.
That's why you tug his boxers down, watching him shift on his stomach before settling back down with a sleepy grunt. There was the prize you were looking for, that round ass and his hefty cock and balls lightly tugged between his legs. A mouthwatering sight, really.
You slowly crawled onto the bed, hands gently spreading his ass before leaning towards the twitching hole. He subconsciously pushed his ass further against your tongue before relaxing against the bed again, a low moan leaving his lips but staying asleep. You could feel the way his muscles twitched with each slow lick.
Eventually you duck further down, tongue laving over his balls while your hand strokes his cock. You were looking up at him, fingers slowly starting to delve into his ass with steady thrusts. You can hear him moaning louder and louder, his voice clouded with need and sleep still. Jack grinds into your hand, a warbled groan leaving his lips when you suckled at his balls so gingerly.
Poor Jack would be embarassed if he was awake to hear and see himself, definitely embarassed because he's already spilling cum into your hand onto the sheets... And he's still asleep!
Gender Neutral Reader, Male Character Insert, Smut, Breeding k. if you squint, Praise, Feminization if you squint, Calling his pecs tits, Male Nipple Play/Sucking, Pet names (Baby, Sweet Boy, Good Boy, Sweetheart), Overstimulation, Clothed seggs, Submissive Character, Dominant Reader
Word Count: 1317
Imagine your sweet boyfriend coming home after a long day and he looks tired but he’s been thinking about you all day. He’s been away all day, thinking about you and wanting to just feel your skin under his but he couldn’t.
He sets his things down, going off to look for you. “Baby? Where are you? I missed you!” He sounds so soft and so whiny. “I’m in our room!” He hears you calling, immediately rushing to the sound of your voice. You feel his arms wrapping around you and his face tucking into your shoulder, his lips pressing a kiss against the skin.
“I really missed you today.” He mumbles, his eyes sliding closed. “My sweet boy missed me today? Well, that’s good because I really missed you today too.” Your hand reached up to run your fingers through his hair. “I know you're probably busy and hungry but I missed you in… other ways too.” He confessed, burying his face further into your neck.
“You did? How about I take care of you tonight?” You offered, gently scratching his scalp. “You don’t mind?” You smiled and shook your head. “Of course not, baby. Lay down the bed for me.” There was no hesitation in his movements to the bed, laying on his back with his head resting against the pillow. You followed after him, straddling his hips and your lips melded against his. His hands came up to smooth over your sides before resting at your hips.
Pulling away, much to his displeasure, you ran your fingertips down from his collar bones to his hips before trailing back up to unbutton his shirt. “I’m going to take good care of you tonight. Tonight’s all about you, sweetheart.” You promised, peeling the shirt away from the front of his body.
You could almost feel the shiver that ran through his body, his body tensing when you ran your fingers over the bare skin of his chest, nail scratching against his nipples occasionally. His hand came up to rest against the back of your head, fingers lacing through your hair. You could see his hips fidgeting, his half hardened cock wanting friction from more than just the fabric of his pants.
“Do you want me to touch that pretty cock of yours?” You cooed, not waiting for an answer before you squeezed him gently before undoing his pants, pushing the fabric away from the slightly twitching bulge in the soft boxer fabric. “Yeah, please touch me.” He sighed, relaxing into the plush pillows behind him.
You continued to squeeze and stroke him through his boxers, kissing him quickly before your head dipped down to his chest, tongue flicking out to lap at his nipple. A series of whimpers slipped through his lips, his hips continuing to twitch and stutter against your hand. “You... You’re playing so mean.” His hand pressed your head closer to his chest, silently begging you to part your lips and just latch on to the sensitive bud.
“You want me to suck on your tits? You’re so dirty.” You teased, sinking your teeth into the flesh just beside where he wanted your mouth. A whiny moan slipped out at your words, his face heating up. “Don’t call them- fuck!” He gasped when you finally wrapped your lips around the bud, sucking harshly and nibbling. His back arched pushing his chest further into your face. “Don’t call them that! It’s embarrassing!” He finally choked it out before he was cut off by another moan. Your hand came up to ‘pinch and twist at the other. His cock was finally hard and twitching against your hand, his tip absolutely leaking pre and causing a darkened wet patch.
“You’re so hard, baby.” You pulled away from his chest, blowing cold air on his hot, wet skin. “What if I want your pretty cock in me? Are you going to let me do that?” His hands gripped your hips, gently urging you to climb on top of him and just ride him. “Please ride me. Wanna make you feel good too.” His hands drifted to your ass, squeezing. You shivered slightly but didn’t feel the need to tease him and deny him. You shifted off the bed, pushing your bottoms down to your ankles and kicking off the offending fabric.
“Okay, baby. I think you’ve been a very good boy for me.” You pushed his pants down to the middle of his thighs, pushing the waistband of his underwear down below his balls. You reached over to the bedside table, grabbing the small bottle of lube from the drawer and squeezing a decent amount onto your hand, slicking up his cock and relishing in the hisses that came from him. Once you felt that he was slick enough, your hand moved to push two fingers into your hole. “You look so pretty when you do that.” He mumbled. “Fingering your cute hole like that.”
“Don’t want to wait longer than I need to. Want you to be in me.” You sighed, removing your fingers. Your hand then gripped his cock at the base, holding him straight up and prodding his fat red tip at your hole before slowly dropping your hips and taking him deeper and deeper. He genuinely whined at the grip on him. You didn’t even wait for him to catch up, immediately beginning to bounce on his lap. His eyes were wide, staring up at you, his mouth agape.
“Waitwaitwait- fuck- Baby, please! Slow down!” He gasped, hands gripping your hips but still not trying to make you stop. He swore loudly, his muscles tensing. You, instead of slowing down, sped up, occasionally grinding your hips. “I thought you wanted me to ride you?” You asked, reaching down to pinch and twist his nipples again. “I did but -shit! I did but I’m going to cum too-” His voice cracked, pitching up an octave. “Gonna cum too soon!”
“Let go, baby. Be a good boy and come for me.” You grinned, a very slight sheen of sweat appearing on your skin. He didn’t know why he was so close, so soon but he knew he was not going to be able to keep himself from going over the edge if you kept riding him like you were.
A particularly hard pinch paired with a pull nearly made him squeal, cock throbbing as he emptied his balls deep inside, face scrunching up and his eyebrows knitted together. If you did know any better, he might have looked like he was in pain but the steady yet slight bucking of his hips told you differently. He was left gasping, his eyes snapping open at you still riding him like you had just started. He looked down at his cock, the white ring beginning to gather around the base and the cum that was gradually leaking out gathering in the patch of hair.
“Just a little longer…” You sounded so out of breath. “I’m almost there, baby.” You rested your hands on his chest to give yourself leverage to force his cock deeper, regardless of if it was actually possible. His moans were becoming broken and whiney. He couldn’t help it, his poor cock was so overstimulated, the pain mixing beautifully with the pleasure. He whimpered, tears gathering in his eyes, sticking to his eyelashes.
Soon he gathered himself enough to pull you down, chest flush against his and buried his face into your neck, letting his whines and whimpers spill freely. His hips thrust up into you sloppily. “Please come on my cock! Oh shit. It feels s-so good.” He begged. “Pleasepleaseplease.” He pressed sloppy, open-mouthed kisses against your neck. The poor boy couldn’t keep himself from biting down on your shoulder as he spilt another load into your hole as his eyes rolled back when you finally clenched around him, squealing out your own orgasm.
I don’t care that hawks is shorter than me, size kink but the other way around kinda 👀
62 notes • Posted 2021-01-14 01:57:01 GMT
#4
Minors don’t interact with NSFW works of mine or others.
Talking about Sakusa’s dick, lil bit of actual writing at the end, not proofread, I wrote this at 12am on my phone, sloppy handjobs 😌, Subby? Sakusa, Reader is not described but is intended as masculine, Sakusa is called “baby boy”, honestly pretty chill imo, lemme know if I missed stuff and I’ll add it later 😌
Say what you want but I know for a FACT that Sakusa has the PRETTIEST dick. Y’all thought it was Oikawa? I mean yeah it’s pretty but Omi is just built different. Tall, skinny boys hit different and they’re hung like a damn horse.
Think about how smooth his dick probably is, maybe a few veins but nothing crazy and he’s got the cutest tip that gets so pink when he’s hard. Definitely more of a shower so pretty boy can’t go commando without everybody else knowing it. Idk maybe he’s around like 7~ inches? It’s proportional though, long and skinny like the rest of him.
Remember that TikTok trend of showing your nails but you’re using your BF’s crotch for the background? Either you’re not going to get even and glance or a twitch or he’s going to be staring you down while his dick is twitching like hell. please don’t have any of his teammates following you, if he hears anything about it he might actually curl into a ball and vanish.
I know it’s basic but he keeps himself practically hairless, probably only getting to stubble if he somehow gets sick and can’t really wax. Yeah, he waxes because how else do you think he’s gonna have that smooth of a finish? Besides, razor bumps SUCK and do you think he has time for that? No. Even though he probably has the longest skin care routine but we can discuss that later.
Horny Ramblings because I can’t help myself 😔
Imagine standing behind him and giving him just the sloppiest handjob. Using too much lube to the point it’s dripping down his balls and thighs, forming a little puddle on the floor and he’s trying so hard to look annoyed with the mess you’re making. He’s trying to play off the fact that the lewd noises are getting to him but the way his face, neck and even some of his chest is turning red, the way he’s slightly thrusting into your hand and panting gives him away.
“Come on, baby boy. Come for me, I know you love the mess…” He’d whine at your teasing but not say anything back, too focused on the way your hand was gliding along his shaft and the way your lips were kissing his back. Eventually he’d mumble something along the lines of “Shut fuck… Shut up, idiot. I don’t wan’ to make more of a mess…” but the way he was now steadily thrusting into your hand said otherwise.
He ends up curling over your hand somewhat when he finally can’t hold back any longer, coincidentally he’s painting his chest and tummy white too along with your hand when the last few dribbles of cum bead at his sensitive tip. “Look at you, all covered in cum, baby. Guess we’ve got to go take a shower and get you cleaned up, right?”
125 notes • Posted 2021-12-15 05:30:27 GMT
#3
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
Content warnings-
Gender Neutral Reader, Male Character Insert, Smut, Breeding k. if you squint, Praise, Feminization if you squint, Calling his pecs tits, Male Nipple Play/Sucking, Pet names (Baby, Sweet Boy, Good Boy, Sweetheart), Overstimulation, Clothed seggs, Submissive Character, Dominant Reader
Word Count: 1317
Imagine your sweet boyfriend coming home after a long day and he looks tired but he’s been thinking about you all day. He’s been away all day, thinking about you and wanting to just feel your skin under his but he couldn’t.
He sets his things down, going off to look for you. “Baby? Where are you? I missed you!” He sounds so soft and so whiny. “I’m in our room!” He hears you calling, immediately rushing to the sound of your voice. You feel his arms wrapping around you and his face tucking into your shoulder, his lips pressing a kiss against the skin.
“I really missed you today.” He mumbles, his eyes sliding closed. “My sweet boy missed me today? Well, that’s good because I really missed you today too.” Your hand reached up to run your fingers through his hair. “I know you're probably busy and hungry but I missed you in… other ways too.” He confessed, burying his face further into your neck.
“You did? How about I take care of you tonight?” You offered, gently scratching his scalp. “You don’t mind?” You smiled and shook your head. “Of course not, baby. Lay down the bed for me.” There was no hesitation in his movements to the bed, laying on his back with his head resting against the pillow. You followed after him, straddling his hips and your lips melded against his. His hands came up to smooth over your sides before resting at your hips.
Pulling away, much to his displeasure, you ran your fingertips down from his collar bones to his hips before trailing back up to unbutton his shirt. “I’m going to take good care of you tonight. Tonight’s all about you, sweetheart.” You promised, peeling the shirt away from the front of his body.
You could almost feel the shiver that ran through his body, his body tensing when you ran your fingers over the bare skin of his chest, nail scratching against his nipples occasionally. His hand came up to rest against the back of your head, fingers lacing through your hair. You could see his hips fidgeting, his half hardened cock wanting friction from more than just the fabric of his pants.
“Do you want me to touch that pretty cock of yours?” You cooed, not waiting for an answer before you squeezed him gently before undoing his pants, pushing the fabric away from the slightly twitching bulge in the soft boxer fabric. “Yeah, please touch me.” He sighed, relaxing into the plush pillows behind him.
You continued to squeeze and stroke him through his boxers, kissing him quickly before your head dipped down to his chest, tongue flicking out to lap at his nipple. A series of whimpers slipped through his lips, his hips continuing to twitch and stutter against your hand. “You... You’re playing so mean.” His hand pressed your head closer to his chest, silently begging you to part your lips and just latch on to the sensitive bud.
“You want me to suck on your tits? You’re so dirty.” You teased, sinking your teeth into the flesh just beside where he wanted your mouth. A whiny moan slipped out at your words, his face heating up. “Don’t call them- fuck!” He gasped when you finally wrapped your lips around the bud, sucking harshly and nibbling. His back arched pushing his chest further into your face. “Don’t call them that! It’s embarrassing!” He finally choked it out before he was cut off by another moan. Your hand came up to ‘pinch and twist at the other. His cock was finally hard and twitching against your hand, his tip absolutely leaking pre and causing a darkened wet patch.
“You’re so hard, baby.” You pulled away from his chest, blowing cold air on his hot, wet skin. “What if I want your pretty cock in me? Are you going to let me do that?” His hands gripped your hips, gently urging you to climb on top of him and just ride him. “Please ride me. Wanna make you feel good too.” His hands drifted to your ass, squeezing. You shivered slightly but didn’t feel the need to tease him and deny him. You shifted off the bed, pushing your bottoms down to your ankles and kicking off the offending fabric.
“Okay, baby. I think you’ve been a very good boy for me.” You pushed his pants down to the middle of his thighs, pushing the waistband of his underwear down below his balls. You reached over to the bedside table, grabbing the small bottle of lube from the drawer and squeezing a decent amount onto your hand, slicking up his cock and relishing in the hisses that came from him. Once you felt that he was slick enough, your hand moved to push two fingers into your hole. “You look so pretty when you do that.” He mumbled. “Fingering your cute hole like that.”
“Don’t want to wait longer than I need to. Want you to be in me.” You sighed, removing your fingers. Your hand then gripped his cock at the base, holding him straight up and prodding his fat red tip at your hole before slowly dropping your hips and taking him deeper and deeper. He genuinely whined at the grip on him. You didn’t even wait for him to catch up, immediately beginning to bounce on his lap. His eyes were wide, staring up at you, his mouth agape.
“Waitwaitwait- fuck- Baby, please! Slow down!” He gasped, hands gripping your hips but still not trying to make you stop. He swore loudly, his muscles tensing. You, instead of slowing down, sped up, occasionally grinding your hips. “I thought you wanted me to ride you?” You asked, reaching down to pinch and twist his nipples again. “I did but -shit! I did but I’m going to cum too-” His voice cracked, pitching up an octave. “Gonna cum too soon!”
“Let go, baby. Be a good boy and come for me.” You grinned, a very slight sheen of sweat appearing on your skin. He didn’t know why he was so close, so soon but he knew he was not going to be able to keep himself from going over the edge if you kept riding him like you were.
A particularly hard pinch paired with a pull nearly made him squeal, cock throbbing as he emptied his balls deep inside, face scrunching up and his eyebrows knitted together. If you did know any better, he might have looked like he was in pain but the steady yet slight bucking of his hips told you differently. He was left gasping, his eyes snapping open at you still riding him like you had just started. He looked down at his cock, the white ring beginning to gather around the base and the cum that was gradually leaking out gathering in the patch of hair.
“Just a little longer…” You sounded so out of breath. “I’m almost there, baby.” You rested your hands on his chest to give yourself leverage to force his cock deeper, regardless of if it was actually possible. His moans were becoming broken and whiney. He couldn’t help it, his poor cock was so overstimulated, the pain mixing beautifully with the pleasure. He whimpered, tears gathering in his eyes, sticking to his eyelashes.
Soon he gathered himself enough to pull you down, chest flush against his and buried his face into your neck, letting his whines and whimpers spill freely. His hips thrust up into you sloppily. “Please come on my cock! Oh shit. It feels s-so good.” He begged. “Pleasepleaseplease.” He pressed sloppy, open-mouthed kisses against your neck. The poor boy couldn’t keep himself from biting down on your shoulder as he spilt another load into your hole as his eyes rolled back when you finally clenched around him, squealing out your own orgasm.
139 notes • Posted 2021-09-01 04:34:20 GMT
#2
Asahi Azumane x GN!Reader
Rating: M
Content: Asahi getting the Gluck Gluck 3000, little mention of gagging, dubcon-ish, no plot only succ, reader is kinda domish, bit of dirty talk at the end, pet names (Baby/Sweetheart).
This is how you return to your blog in STYLE.
This was embarrassing, wasn’t it? Well, not for you at least. Poor Asahi on the other hand, looked as if he was about to fall over. His cheeks were bright pink with the color slowly creeping up to his ears. His back was pressed snugly against the wall, looking down at his darling. You were kneeling down in front of him, drawing patterns on his thigh. “Y/N, sweetheart? What-” He shivered at your fingers just ever so lightly dancing over his zipper. He knew exactly what you were going to do but his brain demanded confirmation. “What are you planning on?” He spoke slowly, knowing he would stutter over his words. You smiled widely, eyes flashing a mischievous glint. “Nothin’ much, Azu.” You mumbled, gently nuzzling your face directly into his slowly tightening pants. “I just thought I’d give you…” You paused in mock thought. “Just thought I’d give you a little treat. I’m sure you’ll love it, Azu.” You began to slowly undo his pants.
Asahi sucked in a breath quickly, his muscles stiffening as you pushed down his pants down to his ankles. “S-Sweetheart. You don’t need to.” He threaded his fingers through your hair to carefully coax you away from his hardening cock. “Let me make you feel good instead.” He tried, not expecting you to quip back at him so quickly. “But I’ll feel really good if you feel good.” He didn’t really understand why you had always been so bent on going down on him. He had heard about what it was like from his other teammates. His mind began to wander to those conversations. The comments about how it felt to have somebody’s throat contract around the sensitive head, tongue sticking out slightly and either running over the shaft or leaving very light kitten licks at the sensitive skin of their sac, or using their hands to either stroke what parts couldn’t be reached by mouth or running their fingers over the sac or even the perineum. He swallowed loudly, not noticing that he had grown even harder at the thought of you doing any of those things to him. He snapped back into reality when you pressed kisses against the print of his cock which was being pressed between his snug fitting briefs and his well toned thigh. He let out a shaky breath he didn’t even know he had been holding. “Azumane, what are you thinking about?” You asked softly, beginning to palm and rub against his clothed shaft. He remained quiet, his fingers twitching slightly at the contact. His hips jostled slightly when he felt his briefs being pulled down.
Asahi could feel his face heating up when you began to leave open mouth kisses starting at his thighs, onto his shaft and up to the flushed tip. A soft moan slipped between his lips at the sensation. This was embarrassing. He was blushing, trembling, and beginning to moan and you had barely done anything to him. How was he getting so weak at the knees from these light touches? You had so much power over him, he was wrapped around your finger. A shaky sigh left his lips before muttering, “I’m… I’m not thinking of anythin’.” An obvious lie. Gently threading his fingers through your hair as he looked down at you. “Well in that case,” You whispered before licking a broad stripe up the side before sucking the head into your mouth. He felt a shiver run up his spine. “That feels nice.” He sighed, eyes half lidded. Asahi didn’t know what was going to happen next considering he was always insistent that he was the one pleasing.
You slipped your fingers up the hem of his shirt, dipping your fingers under the fabric. Your fingers brushed over the light outline of abs, pushing his shirt further up as you trailed up towards his chest. His hand clasped over yours, a sheepish smile on his blushing face. Your lips twitched up into a smile before slowly inching your way down his shaft. A low groan slipped out from his lips as you worked your way down, eventually feeling the spongy head tapping against the back of your throat. “A-ah… Sweetheart, be careful.” A sharp, surprised gasp cut him off. “O-oh god.” He squeezed his eyes shut,his fist tightening in your hair without him realizing. You had wrapped those nimble fingers of yours around his hard shaft, slowing pumping him. When he had composed himself enough he opened his eyes, only to see you peering up at him through your eyelashes. He moaned loudly at the lewd sight. Drool was beginning to collect around your head as you began bobbing your head. The hand knotted in your hair was slowly beginning to guide you along his length, soft pants and moans beginning to fall freely from him. You could feel the light rumble in his chest. Slipping your hand from his, you raked your nails down his chest and stomach.
Soon you wanted to hear more sounds from him. Yes, he was giving you those delightful groans you loved but you really wanted to hear him let himself go. An idea popped into your head and you would have smirked. You suddenly pushed your head further down, breathing through your nose as well as you could as the bulbous head reached the back of your throat. Your throat contracted around him, earning you a buck of his hips and a loud moan. His body arched over yours, the hand resting on his chest flying to the top of your head. You moved one of your hands to cup his balls, another gasp being heard. Now he was starting to get louder, only being able to muffle a few of his moans. Pulling your lips off of him, you begin to pump your hand quickly as you look up to him with an innocent smile. “Azu, are you close? I can feel you starting to tense up.” His hips began to thrust into your hand. “Is this getting you even more hot and bothered? Me talking to you like this?” He let out a higher pitched moan. “Can you come for me my sweet man?” You cooed, a choked moan coming from his mouth. His hips stuttered. “Oh g- Fuck!”
You slowed down your hand to help him ride through his orgasm without overstimulating him. Asahi let out shaky pants and whines, actual whines. “You sound so pretty, baby.” You whispered, smiling up to him. While your smile was sweet and innocent, you licking the liquid remnants of his orgasm from your hands was anything but. “I think,” He swallowed thickly, “I think I should return the favor, Sweetheart,” He had a soft smile on his. “Would you like that?”
146 notes • Posted 2021-01-16 09:14:54 GMT
#1
Thinking about cockwarming Issei but he just keeps. Fucking. Moving. And he knows what he’s doing, he’s not dumb. He knows moving around is making his huge dick rub and prod at every sensitive spot inside your tight hole. He knows that he’s slowly pushing you towards an orgasm by the way your whimpering. And he has the audacity to pull you closer by the hips as he whispers in your ear ‘Don’t you dare cum’
