sae likes buying his boyfriend pretty clothes and fucking him in them !
sae has always loved pretty things. especially his sweet little boyfriend, you. he liked buying you pretty clothes and watching you all dolled up in them.
he would buy you skirts, dresses, cute sweaters and even jewelery and make-up. turning you into his perfect doll, his.
“you know, you look better in this.” sae ran a finger down the edge of your skirt. you trembled atop his lap where you were perched with your back facing him.
“cuter, prettier.” sae ran a warm palm up the middle of your back, pressing down to make you arch. “s-sae.” you whimpered, sae grabbed your hips to grind you against his bulge already tenting in his pants.
“shh.” he tugged your skirt up your thighs, pinching on the plump flesh there. resting his chin on your shoulder, his gaze travelled down your face where you had applied some makeup, lip gloss and all just like he had told you to.
“you make such a pretty thing. a cute little bitch.” sae let his hand travel down to cup your butt through the fabric of your skirt, groping the supple flesh.
he laid back down, folding his arms behind his head. he flipped your skirt up, eyes fixed on the cute lacy panties you were wearing underneath. “oh, what’s this?” he mused, pushing the fabric to the side.
“did you wear all this for me? damn, must’ve been begging to get your boycunt pounded in.” sae parted your cheeks, watching your little hole wink up at him. “this pussy’s winking at me.”
you blushed so hard your face felt like it was on fire. “c’mon then, ride me like the little whore you are.”
soon, you were riding sae’s fat cock in reverse cowboy. he held onto your wrists, helping you grind on him. his eyes were fixed on your plump ass bouncing wildly, every thrust of him pushing your skirt further up your sweet ass.
you arched so perfectly, crop top riding up your belly. your makeup was all smeared now, mascara running down your eyes as fat tears rolled down your burning cheeks. lewd moans and whines escaped your lips as sae fucked into you.
“that’s it. look at you go, bouncing on m’ cock like a pro.” sae panted, thrusting up into you harder. “your little cunt’s squeezing the life out of me.” he grunted, “you’re so desperate to get fucked stupid.”
“nngh—sae!” you tried whining, saying something but sae shut you up with a hand wrapping around your throat. “shut up. good boys don’t speak unless spoken to.” he growled, deep and throaty.
you bit down on your lower lip hard enough to draw blood. sae was so deep into your guts, every buck of his hips made his tip smash right up against your sweet spot.
“fuck, ‘m so close.” sae spoke between gritted teeth. “gonna cum, you’re going to take it yeah? like the little fuckboy i know you are..” you nodded eagerly, bouncing even harder, your cock swinging up and down underneath your skirt.
sae buried himself balls-deep inside of you, spurting thick ropes of cum and absolutely flooding your insides.
“shiiitt..” he groaned, throwing his head back. you came not long after, ruining the skirt he had bought you just yesterday.
sae sat up, peering over your shoulder to look at the way you ruined the cute skirt. “aw, it’s all dirty now.” he sighed, wrapping an arm around your waist.
“i’ll buy you more. anything for my pretty baby boy.” he punctuated his words with a sweet kiss to your cheek. of course, anything for his girlboyfriend
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blah blah blah Prisoner!Sukuna being fresh out of jail and MakeReader being one of those “imma hold it down while my man is in jail” type of guys. Sukuna fucking (Y/n) as soon as they get home and being like “anybody been inside here while I was locked up, baby?” while giving (Y/n) those deep strokes—
I can't explain how much I love this trope for sukuna. legit one of my fav things to write.
You should have known what you were getting into when you got with a man like Sukuna. A criminal of all things. Just what the hell were you thinking? It was bad enough he was always in some bullshit with the law but then he fucked up and got himself arrested.
Despite the fact you were absolutely pissed at him for getting caught in some chase with the police there was no way you could leave this man now. Not when he always did everything in his power to make you happy. That was your man and you were gonna stick by him.
Did you look delusional to most? Maybe, But who gave a fuck when at the end of the day all of your needs were being met. Well...at least most.
When he got out finally, after three long ass years, he didn't waste any time getting you back into bed and under him as an apology.
Laying on your tummy he had you in "prone bone" position. Fingers curling into your hair to move the stray pieces that fell in front of your face. "Feel me pa? You feeling good?" His hips met your ass as if he was fucking you to some beat in his head. Your head was spinning, not a thought going through it. it had been three long years of not having your man with you.
Him or his dick.
And now he was putting your ass to work. a smirk pressed against his lips, his hand leaving your hair to grab your face. Lifting your chin up his eyes met yours for a second, only for the feeling of his tongue going up your neck causing your eyes to flutter shut.
"I sure as hell missed you. Missed my god damn husband."
"M-missed you too Ku."
"Fucking bet. Shit, even tighter than I remembered baby. Anyone else been in here? Or you still all mine baby?"
"Just you daddy, Always you. you know that."
"So god damn perfect."
Leaning down he pressed his lips against yours locking you in a kiss. Each moan that left you fell between his lips. Tongues swirling against one another fighting for dominance. Your ass was sore from both his thighs and hands slapping against it. One arm planted on the side of the bed to keep him up and the other on your waist to steady his thrust.
In and out.
In and out.
Over and over again, both of you chasing your highs. Your cum sticking to the dark maroon sheets under you. Already on your third orgasm. Sukuna planned on fucking you until BOTH of you couldn't remember what it was like when he was gone. His jacobs ladder on the underside of his dick only adding to immense pleasure you felt.
With your head lulling down against your pillows Sukuna's chest felt heavy with desire. His eyes taking in every bit of your naked back. drinking in your naked body like the finest wine.
He could say it over and over again just how much he missed you and it still wouldn't be enough.
"Gonna make it up to you. Tell daddy you love him. Not leaving your lil ass any time soon."
Hearing you groan and cry out while falling apart under him he knew that you definitely going to be his forever.
I stirred the hot cocoa concoction, turning the heat down to low. I hummed along to the Christmas music coming from the living room as cinnamon filled my nose.
"Babe?!" Bill called from the fireplace.
"Yea??" I turned off the heat, lifting the saucepan to pour into the matching mugs.
"I need help...with the fire, " He spoke, I could hear the pout in his voice as lighter cracking noise could be heard. I snickered, dropping mini marshmallows into the mugs.
"Okay, in a sec, " I pulled away from the mugs, turning to the fridge. It cracked open as I leaned down to grab the whipped cream. I smirked to myself, placing it onto the tray as I closed the fridge. I placed the mugs onto the tray, carrying them into the living room. "Bill?" I placed the tray onto the coffee table; he looked up at me with a pout as one hand rested on his knee.
"Help, " He said softly, his brows furrowed. I stepped closer to him, taking the utility lighter from his hand. He watched, anticipating, I leaned the tip of the lighter down, placing my thumb on the wheel. The fire lit the room up along with the light from the tree. "Thank you, " Bill said, smiling as he leaned over, kissing my cheek. I placed a hand on his cheek, kissing his lips. He hummed, gripping my waist, and kissing back. I closed my eyes, tilting my head, pulling away.
"The hot cocoa is gonna get cold, " I looked away, chuckling a bit.
"You made us hot cocoa?!" He gasped, standing up from the spot. He rushed over to the coffee table, picking up a mug before taking a sip. He winced, feeling the hot liquid go down his throat. I sighed, coming over, and picking up the whipped cream.
"Bill, be careful, " I frowned, watching him pull away from his mug, having a hot cocoa mustache. He snickered, wiping his mouth with his sleeve.
"So, " Bill began, looking over his shoulder and towards the Christmas tree, "What did you get me for Christmas?" He turned back to me. I rolled my eyes, gripping the whipped cream can with both hands.
"You'll have to see silly! Just wait till Christmas, " I said. He scowled, wrapping his arms around my waist. He looked down at me with pleading eyes, planting kisses on my forehead.
"Please?? Come on, one hint?" He tilted his head, fluttering his lashes. I bit my bottom lip in, my eyes scanning over his features.
"No, Bill, " I rolled my eyes, feeling him plant kisses on my neck. I hummed softly, tilting my head to give him more access. "Bill?..."
"Yes, love?" He mumbled into my skin, nipping at my neck. I moaned softly, feeling the hickeys being left behind. He trailed kisses down to my collarbone, rubbing my sides up and down.
"What are you trying to do?" I took a sharp intake of breath, as I felt his hand slowly glide down into my pajama pants.
"Maybe bribing you, " He purred and I could feel his smirk against my neck. Bill ran kisses back up to my lips, kissing me passionately. I moaned against his lips, feeling his finger circle my clit. He slowly pushed us toward the velvet sofa, laying me down as he got on top of me. I placed the whipped cream by the side of the couch; wrapping my arms around his neck, trembling at his touch.
"Bill..." I breathed out, watching him pull away from the kiss. His eyes fluttered open, looking down at me innocently as he rubbed my clit.
"Hmm?" His hands slid to the hem of my shirt, tugging at it. "Take this as an early Christmas gift... Let me please you." He spoke huskily, earning a nod from me. He smiled in response, pulling my ugly sweater over me. I sat up, helping him pull it off. I gasped, feeling his lips attack mine as his hands came up to my breasts. He pushed me back down, squeezing them as my nipples were between his pointer and middle finger. Heavy breaths exited my nose, tickling his upper lip. He pulled away, kissing down to my breasts. Bill's lips came down to one of my nipples, gently tracing a circle over it with his lips. He gasped softly, leaning back to look over the sofa. "I wanna try something new..." He leaned over, picking up the can of whipped cream. I widened my eyes, watching him pop the top off with his thumb.
Bill shook it for a few seconds, tilting his head down at me. He pointed the nozzle at my collarbone, spraying some. He held the cold can in his hand, leaning down to lick the cream up. I shivered, watching his eyes slowly gaze down to my breasts. He licked his lips, pointing the nozzle to my nipple. He sprayed a dab on, coming back down. He looked up at me with doe eyes; his free hand on my other breast as he slowly glided his tongue over my nipple. I let out a small squeal, arching my back and my hands ran into his straight hair. He gently nibbled on my nipple, his tongue swirling around it. My breath hitched, my whole body heated up, and he teased the other nipple between his fingers. I whimpered softly and he pulled off. "Is that okay?" He asked.
"More than okay, " I stammered and he came back up. He planted his lips onto mine and I could taste the vanilla transfer onto my tongue. I ran my fingertips through his scalp, moaning as I felt him grind against my clothed pussy. I reached for the can, pulling away from the kiss. "Can I?" I hummed, slowly sitting up and pushing him down.
"I'd love that..." Bill bit his lip, leaning back onto his elbows. I pecked his lips, placing a hand on his chest. I ran my hand down his chest, slowly coming down to his torso. I lifted his sweater, kissing from his waist down to his v-line. I palmed him, kissing his v-line as I looked up, and made eye contact. He let out small whimpers, moving a hand down to untie the knot on his pajama pants. I hummed and tugged at them, Bill helping as he pushed the pants down. I gripped his cock, tilting my head.
"No boxers?" I pumped his cock slowly, gripping it tight. His mouth went agape, his eyebrows knotting.
"Of course not, " He said with a shaky moan, feeling the cold whipped cream onto his tip. I bit my lip, kitty licking the tip and slowly taking it into my mouth. I hallowed my cheeks, receiving soft moans from him. I slowly took his size, and he repeatedly panted.
"Fuck...Y/n, " Bill rasped. I gagged slightly, feeling his tip hit my throat. I let my tongue glide against the bottom of his cock, hallowing my cheeks as I bobbed my head slowly. My free hand dropped the can and placed my hand on his thigh. He let out a long string of moans, throwing his head back. My eyes watered as I continued, massaging his balls. "You're...so good...fuck. Good girl, " He said almost breathless. I pulled off with a pop, breathing heavily. I gripped his cock again, pumping it as I kissed the tip. He looked down at me, breathing heavily as his chest caved. Bill sat up, holding my face to pull me up. He kissed my lips hungrily, moving a hand down into my pants. He rubbed my clit, rubbing his thumb on my cheek. "You're already so wet, " He smirked against my lips, hand slipping into my panties. My breath hitched, feeling his fingers glide over my folds with the slick. He inserted two fingers into my pussy, moving his other hand down to the slide of my neck.
"Bill..." I quietly mewled. He pumped his fingers slowly at first, humming.
"Let me make you feel good, " He whispered and quickened his pace, rubbing my clit with his thumb. I clenched my eyes, wrapping my arms around his neck. I squirmed under his touch, letting out needy moans into his ear. He curled his fingers, and I panted. "Here?" Bill curled his fingers into my G-spot, continuing to rub my clit. I nodded, grinding into his hand as I moaned his name almost silent. My mouth agape, and I felt butterflies in my stomach. I trembled against his touch, he slowly removed his hand. "Not yet, " He mockingly frowned, licking his fingertips. He then rubbed them over my lips. I parted my lips, licking his fingers. "Don't you taste so sweet, sweetheart?" He smirked, his other hand pulling out a condom from under the velvet cushion. I sucked on his fingers, whining as he ripped the condom open with his teeth.
"Be patient, my love, " Bill said and rolled the condom down his tip. He moved his hands onto my waist, once he was done, laying me down again. My head laid on a pillow, watching him pull off my pants and panties almost ripping them. He leaned down, kissing my lips gently, and a hand was on my side. He teased his tip against my slicked slit. I whined against his lips, quickly shutting my mouth as I felt his hard length slowly enter me. My mouth hung low and I threw my head back. He held both of my sides as he let out a groan. "Fuck..." He shuttered and entered fully. I moved my hands down to his upper back, looking back up again. "Are you okay?" He breathed out.
I nodded, feeling him slowly thrust. I furrowed my brows, cursing under my breath. His head fell into the crook of my neck, digging his black nails into my hips. The air from his nose tickled my neck, and he moaned into my skin. He slowly quickened the pace, causing me to throw my head back again. Drawn-out moans escaped my lips, Bill kissed my neck to muffle his moans.
"Fuck, Bill!" I shrieked in between high-pitched moans, feeling him pound into me. I arched my back, digging my nails into his back. He sweetly moaned into my ear, lazily raising his face to meet mine.
"Y/n, " He repeated before smashing his lips onto mine. We moaned against each other's lips, I wrapped my legs around his waist. "Fuck, you feel so good, " He grunted, pulling away to flip me over onto all fours. Bill leaned down, a hand going around my neck from behind. He continued to pound into me as I rolled my eyes back.
"Bill!" I cried out, my nails digging into the cushion as I clenched the sofa. "You...fuck..." My mouth stayed agape, nothing coming out of my mouth as it felt too good to even let out a noise.
"What is it? Tell me, my love, " Bill breathed out, gently squeezing my throat around his hand. Skin slapping noises and fire crackling filled the living room, cinnamon still filling our nostrils.
"S...so good, " I choked out, feeling his tip kiss my cervix.
"What's so good, hm?" He kissed my shoulder, still keeping the same pace.
"You!" I croaked out, feeling him pull out and slam back into me.
"Good girl..."
***
I breathed heavily as I laid on my back, feeling him rub my sides. Bill's skin glistened with sweat as he gazed over me.
"You did so good, baby. I'm proud of you, " He pecked my forehead, sliding off the couch. He picked me up bridal style, taking steps towards the stairs. I held onto him, my head laid on his shoulder, and he led us up to the bathroom. He gently laid me into the tub, looking down at me with rosy-flushed cheeks across his porcelain skin. He turned on the faucet, feeling for a warm temperature. "Good?"
"Mhm, " I murmured, he pecked my forehead once more and turned back to the cabinet under the sink. He pulled out some candles, lit them, and set them around the tub. He flickered the lights off, coming back to the tub to turn the faucet off. Bill poured some bath soap in, taking a step in afterward. I sat in between his legs, laying my head on his chest. He kissed my cheek, massaging my sides.
"So...what did you get me for Christmas?" Bill wiggled his eyebrows. I slowly rolled my eyes as my eyelids were hooded.
"Do you wanna...just...open them...when we're done?" I hoarsed. He gave a toothy smile, nodding eagerly.
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a/n: im struggling so much trying to work tumblr omg
I was mostly gonna post dom content but the sub bottom reader tag—or just sub male reader fic world in general— is so dry and dead I think I’m just gonna have to feed y’all because it hurts me too (⊙ _ ⊙ )
You loved to worship your boyfriend, some would say you were basically obsessed with him. Hell they’re weren’t wrong either technically though. You just constantly want to show your man how happy you are with him. I mean how could you not he spoils you constantly always getting you what you want, praising you constantly, and just fucking you sooo good. Which is why you’re on your knees between your boyfriends thighs sucking the absolute soul out of him. Your hands on his thighs massaging them as you bobbed your head. Swirling your tongue around his tip and the vein on the underside of his dick the coldness of your tongue piercing making him shiver. You moved your hand to the base of his dick jerking off the little bit that couldn’t fit into your mouth. Miguel was a moaning mess under you grabbing your hair making you go faster while also thrusting into your mouth to try and match the pace. Once his dick started twitching you could tell he was close so you pulled your head back and stuck your tongue out as you jerked him off. After a few moments he finally came all over your face, throwing his head back while gripping the chair he was sitting in. When he finally came down from his high and looked down at you, you were busy using your finger to wipe some of the cum off and sucking your finger clean. Miguel’s eyes were widened as he watched you. And all he could think was “Damn how the fuck did I get lucky?”
Cw-hair pulling, slapping, talk about body hair?, lil bit of degradation, just pure smut
Also based off of some headcanons I have for this fine man
You could tell your lovely weirdo of a boyfriend was pissed off. He came in your shared home seething and mumbling to himself about “some stupid assholes who think they know everything.” God only knows who’s be talking about this time but with your guess you were going to say it was probably Dio. He was sitting on the couch with his arms folded still just angrily mumbling to himself when you walked over. You started massaging his shoulders and planting small kisses from his neck to his face “What’s wrong love?” Once you asked that it was basically over he went on a 10 minute tangent though you didn’t mind and lended a listening ear for him. But he was heated in-fact he was so mad he actually started getting hot which led to him throwing his hat and shirt somewhere when he took it off.
You couldn’t help but look over his body, he had quite some muscle to him but a softer stomach. Not only that but he was covered in hair covering his arms, legs, but your favorite part his happy trail. You didn’t even realize how long you had been staring until you heard him clear his throat. Your face heated up in embarrassment as you finally looked away “I’m sorry baby I know how much Dio gets on your nerves is there anything you want me to do to help you out?”. He thought for a moment and decided to not let this chance go to waste.
Within seconds you were forced down to your knees with his thumb in your mouth “Just need you to sit there and look pretty for me~”. You were a bit shocked but decided why the hell not it’s least you can do for him. There he was in front of you, your handsome boyfriend jerking off to you. It was entertaining but you wanted to help him so you when you wrapped your hand around his dick he quickly slapped it away and gave a light slap to your cheek. “Don’t be dumb baby I gave you simple fucking instructions but it seems you can’t even follow them hm?” Maybe I’ll have to teach how to listen when someone tell you to do something. Now be good and maybe I’ll reward you” At this point he was gripping your with a sadistic smile.
This was a bit new never had seeing this side of him before. But you weren’t complaining you were loving every minute of it. Meanwhile Gyro never stopped thrusting into his hand. Seeing the different emotions on your face did nothing but fuel him even more. He was getting closer and it was obvious to you. His moaning becoming louder and he started rubbing his thumb over his tip just like he did when he sent you videos of him jerking off. It’s like you have your own personal camboy. “Shit gonna f-fuck gonna cum~” he threw his head back with a loud moan as he came all over your face. When he finally came down from his high he gave you another slap before scooping some of the cum onto his fingers sticking them in your mouth. He smiled as you started licking them clean “That’s a good little pet”
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