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[fanfics-and-shlt]

I NEED MORE POLYAMOROUS FANFICTION!

I need it physically spiritually and mentally

[serotosin]

idgaf if he looks like a caveman i would still let him hit

[todouswife]

i currently thinking about me and the guy im talking to getting insanely high and lazy fucking. chat this might be my next fic idk about who yet

[evieliney-deactivated20260408]

how i feel after searching for hours for fluff but all i can find is sucking their soul out of their dick.

[islaqueenofreading]

I just want some domestic headcannons, please!

[bisexual-horror-fan]

saw ur multi may request post and just HAD to request this. Poly Billy x Stu with a breeding kink? Preferably fem or gn reader. I've been itching to read some new Poly Ghostface fics

Ay! Great, great, request! I don’t write breeding kink often, but it is a really fun one to do, and I took this one a bit of a darker route, hope everyone loves this one, second entry into Multi-May, and it was a really fun one to do. I am still accepting requests for Multi-May btw, so anyone who wants to get theirs in, please do! Your fic might be the next one I write!

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Rating. Explicit. Length. 2.3K. Poly!Ghostface, Billy Loomis X Stu Macher X FEM!Reader. She/Her Pronouns. Warnings: DARK FIC. Dub-Con. Tampering With Birth Control. Breeding Kink. Creampie. Rough Sex. Threesome. Vaginal Sex. Vaginal Fingering. Sloppy Seconds. Messy Sex. Cum Play. Dirty Talk. Banter. Begging. Multiple Orgasms. Overstimulation. 

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Over And Over.

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You love them coming inside. 

The biological drive behind it all cannot be understated, thousands of years of hard-wired feelings to want, to crave, to need a thick cock cumming inside your wet and willing cunt. Sure, a facial or a shot in the mouth still has some appeal, but nothing compares to getting it right where nature tells you it should go.  

They have a deep desire that matches yours to receive perfectly, they want to give, they want to provide and fill you up over and over, with the idea that it will, hopefully, eventually take root and then the evidence will be undeniable by you becoming pregnant. At least that is what the dirty talk and idea behind the kink implies, actually getting you knocked up isn’t the ultimate goal, the real reason is simply a shared love of it and finding it hot as fuck, using it as a vehicle to wring as much pleasure as possible from the act.

At least that is what you thought. 

They have a different view of it, what you said was in part true, sure it felt good and made the sex better, but the pair had decided a long time ago that they wanted you forever, didn’t want you going anywhere. What better way to tie themselves to you permanently than to get you pregnant? They are positive, if it takes, that you’ll keep it and by extension, them. So they do some work on their end to ensure it, you don’t exactly hide your birth control, tampering with it is laughably easy, then the fun part, fucking you over and over while what is in your system runs its course until the inevitable happens, they aren’t in a rush. 

Naturally some further precautions are taken, and you go along with your hips being propped up to help the large amounts of cum pool against your cervix, with them fingering the mess back into your loosened hole. The times you can’t rest are when the plug comes out, a thick and wide thing to keep the cum in and prevent it from spilling into your underwear, it can’t keep it all locked in but holds the majority, when the toy comes out the rush of slickness that follows is immense. 

Again for you, the thought of questioning any of this never occurs because you are confident you are safe, you think it is just to elevate the kink and scenes, all the while you are blissfully ignorant to them fucking with your pills, unaware that with their intervention it is taking your normal 99% protection with perfect use down several notches every single day. 

Most people don’t know what days will change their lives forever, going through it normally, only upon reflection can they point and say, “There, that’s when it happened.” This is one of those days you will think back on and see the whole picture. 

Tonight is for the three of you, this week has been busy, trying to get your schedules to line up has been tricky, but it’s your collective Friday, a few days off, so this is extremely needed. 

You are pinned down on the couch by Stu is sitting over your head, his hands on your shoulders, your own hands circling his wrists, grip tight, nails biting into skin, as he watches with rapt interest.

Billy has his hands tucked right behind your knees, forcing them to your chest, folding you effectively in half while he fucks into you deeply, his hips slamming into the backs of your thighs, before pulling out nearly completely before diving in again. You cannot help the sounds that slip out, pathetic moans and gasps are torn from your mouth with every loud smack ringing out with your body and his meeting. 

You can tell that Billy is getting close, the sweat on his brow as his grip under your knees tightens, the rhythm he had set earlier getting uneven, the pace getting faster while curses stain his tongue. Stu notices, he is talking him through it, “Fuck, come on, do it man, pour it in her, nice and deep.”

“God yes, gonna-” He doesn’t get the full words out before his sentence breaks off with a groan, and he does just that, his hips flush with your body, buried completely inside as he unloads. You feel the pulses, accompanied by that delicious warmth spreading, your breathing as laboured as you lay there, waiting for Billy to collect himself enough to pull out and for Stu’s inevitable turn. Billy leans down, more of his weight pressed to you, a soft kiss to your lips that you return momentarily before he pulls back, his hands release you and your knees go slack, no longer held tight to your chest. You watch as he wipes his forehead with the back of his hand and Stu asks, “Good one?” 

He hums in the affirmative, and holds his hand out, a gesture as he points, “Pillow.” 

Stu lifts his hands from your shoulders, and you stop gripping his wrists, he turns and picks up the pillow and passes it over. You are adjusted, and you know what they want, your arm hooks under your own knees, the pillow is slid underneath so it keeps your hips in their current upward position, as opposed to Billy doing it, allowing him to move freely. He gets up and asks casually, “Water?” 

“Yeah, thanks.” Stu comes over to sit in the space where Billy had just left, you call, “Yes please.” 

Stu licks his fingers before his hand falls between your thighs, he says simply, “Keep holding those legs up.” 

You nod once and inhale sharply when his fingers get to work, slipping over your clit, your head falls back against the couch cushion. If one cums in you, the other usually gets you off before fucking you to add to the mess, the idea is that it increases the chances of getting pregnant, you don’t know how true that is, but you aren’t going to complain about enthusiasm for your enjoyment. 

You are already very warmed up, so Stu’s touch isn’t gentle nor rough, just firm, consistent pressure, exactly where you need it, tight circles drawn that draws a nearly dreamy moan from you. Billy comes back promptly, water bottle in hand, he holds it out and Stu takes it, he drinks deeply, his hand between your legs not stopping. 

Billy’s eyes are on your form, how you twitch and tense, sigh in pleasure, he poses a question, “How’s she doing?” 

Pulling the bottle away and handing it back, Stu responds, “Good, she’s kept all the mess inside, so far anyway.” 

You cut in as you breathlessly say, “You could always ask me yourself, I’m right here.” 

“I could, true.” He kneels on the floor next to you, his gaze locked on your face as he asks, “So how are you doing?” 

You open your mouth to respond and Stu, in that way only he can, presses down harder and speeds his fingers up, causing the words to die on your tongue, replaced with a choked moan instead. Billy smirks and raises his eyebrows, responding as if you actually spoke a coherent sentence, “Really? You don’t say.” 

Stu is snickering, and you try to bite out, but with how out of breath you sound, on top of it being cracked around the edges with your moans, it falls flat, “Fuh-fuck yo-you.” 

“Hurry up and cum so I can.” Stu teases, and you can feel it building already, you’d gotten halfway there when Billy was fucking you, getting back to the edge is not a challenge. “Gimmie ahh, minute-” You moan and Billy reminds, “Tall ask. You know how impatient Stu can be.” 

You are in fact well acquainted with how impatient Stu can be, you doubt you could ever forget it, even still, you don’t leave him waiting long. It is one of those orgasms that creeps up on you, the build starts slow and seemingly gets faster, like a train picking up speed, until the moment turn from, “I think I’m getting close.” to, “I’m on the edge!” and finally, thrown suddenly clear off and into, “I’m cumming-”

He works you through the bliss until it bleeds into painful overstimulation, leading to you batting at his hand, begging, “St-stop it.” 

“Alright, alright.” He lifts his hands away, and you exhale at the relief you feel. You are offered the water, you lift yourself only slightly and drink your fill, soon as you have swallowed the last mouthful Stu is getting ready to fuck you. There is no position change, the name of the game is keeping all the cum inside, and thus far you haven’t spilled a drop, if never stays that way. 

It isn’t like Stu always has to go second, but he seems to prefer it, the extra messy nature of sloppy seconds appeals to him, seems to make him fuck you harder. He has his hands pressed to the backs of your thighs, his thumbs spread your slick lips open and he presses the hot and flushed tip of his dick to your hole. 

“Been dreamin’ of this-” He presses his hips and begins to slide inside, a weak groan breaks off when his head is enveloped by you, “-haven’t cum all week, been saving it for you.” 

God, you know that isn’t a small feat, even during a busy week Stu always finds time to take care of himself, holding back so he can really fill you, it serves the exact purpose he wants, it makes a fresh wash of arousal soak your brain. He doesn’t stop his forward momentum until he is totally inside, once he is, a shared moan spills forth. 

He lingers for a moment, Billy still on his knees has his eyes on the point you are both locked together, he doesn’t look away when Stu starts to move. He fucks in and out at an easy pace, halfway out and then back in, grinding down on that perfect spot on every thrust in, making your cunt ripple in response. Billy can’t stay out of it, the same way Stu never can, he leans down and kisses you, a filthy moan into his mouth from how it immediately lights up your nervous system. Getting kissed while getting fucked is one of the best feelings possible, you cannot get enough of it. 

It is never stays easy, it turns rough quickly, and you take it gratefully, the kiss breaks, head falling back to the couch again as the pace is increased. You are thankful the walls of your place are thick because you are not quiet, moaning, crying out, panting and the sound of skin on skin, and soon, Billy talking. 

Speaking up, he says to Stu, “I think this’ll be the one man.” 

A deep groan in response, “You think?” 

“Oh yeah, no doubt, it has to be. She’s going to get pregnant this time for sure.” Fingers push some of your sweaty hair back off your forehead, and he prompts you, “You want it, right?”

With a shaky nod, your tongue flicks over your dry lips, uttering over the sound of sex, “Yeah, yeah, I do-”

“Say it then.” He urges, and you do, with a small shiver you indulge in your shared kink, playing into it, “I want it, I want it so much.” 

“Not to me, to him, beg him for it.” Billy directs, and you look up at Stu, you can see how much he is becoming effected too, keep in mind he hasn’t cum in over a week, he won’t be lasting much longer, “Fu-fuck, Stu, please, cum in me. I-I want it bad, M’ dyin’ without it.” 

It is more than working for both of you, feeling that familiar curling pleasure deep, the throbbing of your straining clit, the tenseness of your body over all as he slams in harder, “C’mon please, please, get me pregnant-”

It is as if those last three words moaned longingly yanks Stu to the edge, sudden and unexpected as he breathes out, “Shit-” His hips stutter to a harsh stop as he starts to cum and that is when you start to really overflow, with how rough he is, how wet you are and the both of their more than ample loads it is bound to happen. As soon as he is collected enough he pulls out and still panting he starts to finger the mess back into you, Billy reaches out to help, he can tell how close you were and how Stu came before you could again, his fingers rub your clit to help get you there. 

You always cum so quickly at this point, two thick fingers pushing the slippery cum back inside and pressing against that sweet spot every single time they enter you and the perfect friction and stimulation on the outside does you in rapidly. Body shuddering and sweat slick as you are gripped by the peak of your orgasm, it is drawn out until you are thoroughly spent and exhausted. Soon the hands lift one last time, leaving your swollen and stuffed cunt alone, and you are glad for the hard-earned break. Your arm released from behind your knees, you are so comfortable you could fall asleep right here, and you just might. You can hear the boys talking about what a good time that was and about you getting knocked up and you, all happy and sleepy are, of course, agreeing with a light laugh, “Yeah, I sure hope it happens this time.” 

Again, it’s fun! This is all in the name of insane orgasms and engaging in kink, you play along happily. 

Until the test comes back positive a few weeks later, and you are able to trace it back to this night. 

[todouswife]

i think im in love with this fic

[gildedsilk]

Office Romance ❀

• Hyun x Reader | Wc: 1K+ | Fluff | PG-13 ༻

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Hyun’s presence in the office was quiet but undeniably soothing. Every day, you found yourself gravitating toward him, not just because he was a good coworker, but because he had a way of making even the most mundane tasks feel manageable. His calm demeanor, his soft smile, the way he would hum quietly to himself when absorbed in his work—it all made the hectic office environment seem less overwhelming.

As the HR coordinator, you had plenty of tasks to juggle—meetings, managing employee files, keeping track of performance reviews, and more. But every time you crossed paths with Hyun, whether it was in the break room or walking past his desk, there was a subtle sense of relief. It wasn’t just that he was easy to talk to or that he always knew how to handle stressful situations. There was something more—something unspoken that made your heart flutter when he smiled at you or asked about your day.

“Hey, Y/N, do you need a hand with anything?” Hyun’s voice broke through your thoughts as he stood beside your desk, his gentle eyes full of concern. You hadn’t realized you’d been staring at your computer screen for the past few minutes without actually doing anything.

You shook your head and gave him a small smile, trying to mask the way his presence made your heart race. “No, I’m good. Just organizing a few things.”

He raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “You sure? You’ve been at that file for a while now.”

You couldn’t help but laugh softly, shaking your head. “I’m just…thinking about the best way to phrase something for the next meeting.”

Hyun nodded, his eyes glimmering with understanding. He wasn’t the type to push when someone needed space, but he always knew when to offer a little encouragement. “Well, if you need a second opinion, you know where to find me.”

Your gaze briefly met his, and you felt that familiar, unexplainable tension in the air. Hyun was always considerate, but lately, it felt like there was something more beneath the surface. A glance that lingered too long, a smile that seemed to hold a hidden meaning. You weren’t sure if it was just your imagination or if he really did feel the same way.

The rest of the afternoon passed in a blur of emails and phone calls, but you found yourself looking forward to the small interactions with Hyun. When the clock finally hit 5:00 PM, you gathered your things, ready to head home. But as you walked toward the elevator, you saw Hyun standing near the doors, his jacket over one arm, as if waiting for something—or someone.

“Heading out already?” You asked, trying to sound casual, but the nerves bubbling up inside you were hard to ignore.

Hyun turned to face you, offering a warm smile. “Yeah, just about. You?”

You nodded, feeling the weight of the question before you answered. “I was thinking of grabbing a coffee. Want to join me?”

His eyes widened slightly, as if he hadn’t expected the invitation, but the hesitation quickly melted away. “I’d like that. I could use a break.”

As you both stepped out of the office building and into the crisp evening air, the tension between you felt more palpable than ever. You weren’t sure if it was the way Hyun’s hand brushed against yours when you both reached for the door, or the way his smile seemed to hold just a little bit more warmth than usual, but something in the air had shifted.

The coffee shop was quiet, with only a few other patrons scattered around, and you found a corner table, both of you nursing your warm drinks. It was then, with the gentle hum of the cafe in the background, that the silence between you became too heavy to ignore.

“So,” you began, unsure of how to proceed. “How’s work going for you? Everything okay with the project?”

Hyun shifted slightly, running a hand through his hair before leaning back in his chair. “It’s good. But, honestly, I’m a little distracted lately.”

You raised an eyebrow, leaning forward in interest. “Distracted? By what?”

He hesitated for a moment, his gaze flicking to yours. His usual calm composure seemed to falter for just a second, and you could feel the subtle shift in the air around you. “Well, I guess I’ve been thinking about…us. More than I probably should.”

Your heart skipped a beat. Did he really just say that?

“Us?” you echoed, your voice barely a whisper, afraid that maybe you’d heard him wrong.

Hyun’s gaze softened, and he finally looked you in the eye, his expression open in a way that made your stomach do flips. “Yeah. I’ve been trying to figure out how to say it for a while, but… I think I like you, Y/N.”

Your breath caught in your throat, the words hanging in the air between you like a delicate thread. You weren’t sure what to say at first—part of you had known, deep down, that there was something more to your friendship with Hyun. But hearing him say it out loud made everything feel real, and your heart was racing too fast to keep up.

“I like you too, Hyun,” you confessed, feeling the weight lift off your chest as you finally let the words slip out.

A shy smile tugged at his lips, and you saw the relief in his eyes as he leaned forward. “I’m glad to hear that.”

The rest of the evening passed in a haze of soft conversation, laughter, and stolen glances. By the time you both parted ways outside the coffee shop, there was an undeniable shift in your relationship. The boundaries that had once separated you as coworkers had blurred, and for the first time, it felt like you were both standing at the edge of something new, something full of potential.

As you walked home, the cool spring air wrapping around you, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself, knowing that the office wouldn’t be the same again. And you were okay with that. Because sometimes, the best things in life came when you least expected them—and Hyun, with his gentle nature and quiet charm, was exactly that.

[softaestluv]

I don’t want to make my account political, but I’ve gotten to a position where I can’t sit anymore and I want to make sure people understand where I stand.

Fuck Donald Trump. Fuck Elon musk. Fuck ICE.

Free Palestine.

Fuck alligator Alcatraz. Fuck all the representatives who said they were against the big beautiful bill and then still voted yes on it.

Fuck racists. Fuck misogynist. Fuck homophobes.

If you support any of this please don’t follow my page or interact with me.

[todouswife]

i really wanna write but idk what to write about, pls send help 😔

[todouswife]

my latest obsession is the recoms from avatar way of the water. WHY TF ARE THEY SO FINE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??? i may or may not be cooking something up for them even though i know no one on this blog is gonna read it 😭

[iliketangerines]

spanking

a/n: i need her so bad it's not even funny @neteyamssyulang @anemonelovesfiction

pairing: recom!z-dog x gn!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), spanking, overstimulation (kind of?)

you sit in Z-dog’s lap, fists clenching onto the sheets as you wait anxiously for her to do something

she had caught you in your bed, touching yourself without her explicit permission, and she had leaped across the room and ripped your hand out of your pants

you’re not even sure how you had even entered this arrangement, you’re just a human scientist that had helped her wake up

and she stuck to you like glue after that, proposing you with date after date until you finally agreed

right now, her hand simply rubs at the curve of your ass while her other hand pins your hips down by pressing on the small of your back

the room is silent as she continues to rub your ass, and you bury your face into the sheets, trembling in her grip as you await your punishment

finally, she breaks the silence, asking you if you know why you’re being punished right now, and you whimper out that you’ve been bad and touched yourself without her permission

she hums in agreement, bringing up her large hand to land a spank right on the back of your thighs, making you yelp in pain

her hand goes back to rub at the curve of your ass, and then she asks how many spanks do you think you should get for touching yourself without her permission

you fist the sheets, unsure of what to say, too low a number and she’ll make the punishment unbearable, too much and she’ll follow through

she slaps the back of your ass again, asking for your answer, her tail whipping behind her impatiently, and you blurt out thirty, ass already stinging

Z-dog hums, approving of your number, and she tells you to count, otherwise she’s starting over

you whimper out an okay mistress, and she brings her hand down on your ass, making you cry out in pain as you count the numbers

every hit is harsh and echoes in the room along with your sobs, and as you reach the teens, you lose track, crying too hard and unable to concentrate

Z-dog leans down, a fanged smirk on her face as she tells you that she has to restart because you messed up, and you whine, tears dripping down your face

she starts again, hits hard and stinging, and you mess up more times than you can count

Z-dog takes advantage of every hit, pushing you to your limit of pain, and by the end, you’re a sobbing mess on her lap, gasping and panting for air

you sob out thirty, collapsing onto the sheets, body shaking as you cum on her pants, staining them white

she lifts your hips up to see the mess, and she coos at you, saying that you did such a good job for her, taking the punishment like a good pet

lifting you off her lap, she lays you down on the bed sheets stomach first and leaves the room for you to sniffle and cry into the sheets

you’re not sure how much time passes when you hear her open the door again, and she settles down on the bed, making it creak under her weight

you can hear her popping the lid off of something and then there’s a cool sensation on your backside, and her hands are gentle as they spread the lotion on your sore ass

you can’t help but whimper as she rubs it in, still sensitive and in pain from the punishment, but she shushes you gently, telling you to stay still so that she can help you

you try your best, muscles tensing as she finishes up applying the lotion, and finally she murmurs that she’s done, laying down on the bed next to you

turning your head to face her, she smiles at you and places a soft kiss on the top of your sweaty forehead and whispers that you did so well for her again

you hum, eyes already drooping close as you feel the tendrils of sleep start to drag you down, and she hums and tells you to sleep

quickly, sleep takes you into its arms and lets you rest and when you wake up, still on your stomach, Z-dog has an arm slung around your waist

you can’t sit for the whole week after that

[todouswife]

I NEED THIS WOMAN PLS

[adoreeenina]

I Wanna Be Yours

𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓸𝓷𝓮, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝔀𝓸

~~~ 𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝕋𝕨𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕕𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕁𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕊𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪.

Relationships: Recom! Miles Quaritch x Sully! Reader x Recom! Lyle Wainfleet

(Reader has Heterochromia iridum)

Warning: Polyamorous relationship. Angst. Enemies to Lovers. Slow burn. Falling in love. Redemption arc. Canon deaths (but not really). Romance. Smut. Jealousy. Threesome. Anal(both F & M receiving). Mention of suicide, self harm, depression, anxiety. PTSD. Feelings being revealed. Jake and Neytiri not being good parents to reader. Reader being a motherly figure to Spider.

(💙🦋NOT ON A SCHEDULE! DEALING WITH LIFE💙🦋)

-I Wanna Be Yours Playlist-

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

TBC

~Incorrect Quotes~

#1 #2 #3

[pandorasfruit]

og from: s_cringiest on twitter (elleielle on bluesky)

[dirtytransmasc]

Spider is 10000% for killing RDA. he doesn't even think about it. he went straight for maximum damage without a second thought. twice.

[bando--grand-scamyon]

If you [ b l a c k ] reblog this.

don’t care what shade just reblog.

[todouswife]

Girrrrrl I'm the one who requested the ask about Duke and U DID A WONDERFUL JOB I LOVVVVVE IT 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷THX U SO MUCH FOR WRITING IT .

Definitely will see u again soon ☺️.

OMG OFC!! i loved the request so much thank you for requesting!!! i can't wait for the next one ^^

[todouswife]

Hey nice to meet u! And thx u for opening ur request.

I was wondering if u could write Duke with a female reader who loves when he spits in her mouth. Like during intimate moments ofc. But sometimes she would ask him in public 😶‍🌫️. U can do whatever u want with this request honestly go crazy.

Thank u for taking my request have a good day!.

i think i wanna kiss u rn, i absolutely love this request!! i also have a fanum fic coming along from another annon. i apologize in advance if my work is bad its been so long since i last wrote! but anyway i hope you enjoy!!! ^^

side note i amost crashed out while writing because i was writing it on tumblr like a dummy and i forgot to save so i had to start back from the first three paragraphs. Also it’s like 3am and im just gonna post it and edit it later.

update i FINALLY edited it and added to it to make it more detailed enjoy!!!

NSFW MDNI 18+

Cw: spit (lots of it), slight impact play (light smacks on the cheek, and ass smacking), PDA??, choking, slight degradation, use of "daddy", unprotected sex, fingering, pnv, creampie, hair pulling

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"please? i just want you to spit in my mouth, thats it." you whisper, whining throughout the sentence. duke rolls his eyes and smirks showing his grillz.

"open yo mouth" duke demands bringing one hand to the plush cheek of his girlfriend, giving her light smacks as a signal. you immediately follow his order, opening your mouth sticking out your tongue while looking up at him the neediness written all over your face.

duke bites his lower lip, his eyes low while looking at you, he admires your face. duke sharply inhales and smirks, liking how obedient you were, while shaking his head at how fast you did what he said, how eager you were for what was coming next.

duke collects a generous amount of spit in his mouth, he then lets it roll off of his tongue into your mouth. as soon as you feel the warm liquid hit your tongue you let out a small moan like gasp. you hum as you swallow his spit contently.

"oh you gon' get this when we get home" he says in a low raspy tone. his words sent a shiver down your spine but you just smiled at it, while walking back to the living room of the AMP house.

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“Oh my fucking god daddy, yo- you feel so good!” You choke in between moans. You’re eyes screwed shut, loud slapping sounds and moans filled the room as duke pounded into you. His tip kissing your cervix with each thrust. the feeling left you breathless, a slight pain from kissing your cervix but it was greatly overshadowed by the pleasure you received.

He was currently hovering over you, one hand holding himself up next to your head the other resting in the back of your knee holding your plush thigh up to your chest. sweat covered both of your bodies, small droplets dripping off of dukes forehead onto the sheets beneath you. he looks down to see you're lewd expression, your eyes shut with eyebrows pushed together,along with your mouth wide open as you let out your pretty moans. your hair spread all over the pillow beneath your head.

Duke chuckles quietly, shaking his head, his dreads moving with him. He releases your knee letting you hold it up yourself as he moves to lightly grip your neck. Your eyes widen a chill runs down your spine as your pussy clenches at his action. it just further turns you on bringing you close to the edge.

“Can you please spit in my mouth?” You look up at him

“Open up slut,” he demands more spit pooling in his mouth. Subconsciously your mouth opens and your tongue lazily hangs out, duke aggressively spits into your mouth, small pearls of spit cling to the sides of your mouth and chin. You moan while arching your back more against the bed, the taste of your boyfriend’s warm spit in your mouth putting you in a state of bliss as you savor it.

Duke groans at the sight of you all fucked out, your makeup smeared and smudged all over your face, his spit on your face, and your eyes rolled back while his hands adorned with diamond rings wrapped around your pretty neck. His cock pulsating from the sight meanwhile your cunt clenches and you swear you can feel yourself get more wet.

“Fuck bae, you feel so good. you handling me so good," Duke groans putting a slightly putting more pressure around your neck. a string of moans and grunts leave his lips, his eyes rolled back in his skull getting lost in the pleasure you were giving him. how tightly your pussy grips his cock, your walls splitting with each thrust.

Duke speeds his pace up, his thrusts getting fast and sloppy. as soon as he feels himself and you getting close to your respective climaxes his hips stop. you whine at the sudden lack of movement, desperately moving your hips wanting some kind of friction to keep from losing your climax. just then duke maneuvers you into doggy, putting you on your knees with your face pushed into the pillows, ass in the air. duke positions himself behind you, rubbing his thick cock against your wet and abused cunt.

"please i cant i need you, i need you too make me cum! please, please, please!" you spew out, your mind fuzzy from the lack of orgasm. with that you felt duke grip your hip with one hand and ram into you. the feeling of him so deep could have made you cum right then and there, your back arched and a loud moan escaped your lips as bliss filled your body. you swear you could see stars at that moment.

"yeah you gon' cum ight, cum all over this dick" Duke responds bringing his right hand down smacking your ass. you moan in response trying to move your hips faster on him, desperate for more of him. duke sets a steady pace smacking your ass sporadically in between thrusts. the sting of it making the experience all the better.

"fuck come here!" duke grunts tangling his hand into your hair. once he has a good grip he yanks his hand up bringing your head up with it. you gasp at the slight pain coming from your scalp, squeezing him more at the feeling making him moan. you feel a hand grasp you breast needing and fondling it before pinching the nipple and rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers. then his hand left you tits he moved it all over your body wanting to touch all of you, feel all of you at the same time. his hands traveled lower to your clit, he rubbed and played with your clit making your moans more frequent and loud.

you're fucked dumb at this point, you're brain turned into mush the only thing you can do is let out loud moans and whines. only thoughts you can formulate is how good your boyfriend is making you feel, how deep he is, kissing your cervix with every snap of his hips. how good he is making you feel, how you need him, how full you feel.

duke pulls your head back more so he can see your face. you look so pretty your mouth open in an "o" shape, your eyes shut with tears forming at the corners. saliva pools in dukes mouth and he lets it drop into yours. his warm salvia hitting your tongue is all it took for the coil in your stomach to snap and release all over him. dukes thrust turn slow and sloppy spilling his seed into you. the two of you catch your breath him not moving keeping you in the same position for a moment.

duke pulls himself out of you letting his cum spill onto the sheets. you softly whine at the feeling, being overstimulated. duke places small kisses on your forehead and around your face whispering kind words and assurance. he lays you down, removing his hand from your hair, and goes to get a warm towel to clean you up, making sure you wont be too uncomfortable. after that he would get you water and a small snack before cuddling with you and falling asleep.