When You're Pregnant- The Love And DeepSpace Men

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I ALWAYS KNEW CALEB'S KISS WOULD BE OUT OF THIS WORLD

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birthday sex with caleb is soo sweet.♡ he’s so eager to pump all his love into you!

like, he’s pressing you deep into the mattress, his large hands pushing your knees up to your ears as he folds you over. your pussy’s so loud, gushing wet juices as he feeds you inch after inch of his fat cock. you can barely breath, mewling out small whimpers of his name.

“s’too much!” you cry, shaky hands gripping the sheets as his heavy cock splits you open. caleb just shakes his head, his eyes too focused on how perfectly your pussy’s sucking in his dick.

“you can take it, princess” he cooes, leaning down to plant a sloppy kiss on your plump lips.

his thrusts are slow and deep, shaking the bed everytime he slams into you. his eyes can’t help but roll back at the feeling your sweet pussy clamping so hard around him. you’re milking him so well!

“oh, fuck” he chokes out, “birthday pussy’s gna kill me.” he says between kisses.

you’re biting back tears from how insane the stretch is, your heads thrown back into the pillow while his cock heads grinding perfectly into that spongy spot.

“caleb! please!” you hiccup, feeling your body tense up; you’re so close to cumming already. your thighs are aching so bad and you can barely breathe, but he doesn’t let up.

Caleb knows you’re close, can tell by the way you’re clamping so hard around him. he can feel that gooey pussy spasming and begging for his cum.

he’s so mean because he pushes his body weight on you and grinds his dick further into your sweet spot. now you really can’t breath! with his weight heavy on you and his cock fucking you so well, you completely come undone.

sobbing out moans, you wrap your arms around his neck and he kisses you.

“that’s it baby, cum for daddy,” he’s so proud of you. loving the way you can’t control your spasming body.

you’re barely able to kiss him back. stars are exploding behind your eyelids. your body’s trying to curl in on itself but it can’t with the way caleb’s laying on you.

honestly, caleb’s barely holding on. your warm pussy is so perfect, tightening around him and squeezing him so well; he ends up cumming sooner than he wanted to. and god it’s so much. just spurt after spurt of heavy, thick cum.

“ ‘m sorry pipsqueak, couldn’t hold it in” he chokes out. his stomach’s flipping, waves of red hot pleasure coursing through his body. he’s panting in your ear and begging you to forgive him for not being able to stop himself.

you feel so full, his warm cum nestled deep within your cunny. best birthday ever!

No Time For ‘What If’s?’*

Word Count: 5,096

Status: Requested!

Ask: can I get a SFW/NSFW whatever. Cobra Kai John Kreese x f! reader student (who’s 20+ and not in highschool) who sometimes looks at him a certain way but always looks depressed and Kreese took notice… {There’s more, but I’m not giving away all the goodies}

@: @harlequinautumn​

Summary: I decided to make this somewhat of a song inspired prompt. This is based off of the song “Daddy Issues” by The Neighborhood. I think you can see where this us going…

Warnings: some angst, fluff, smut, dd/lg type of energy, age-gap, master/sensei/daddy kink, teacher/student kink, READER is in her 20′s, self-consciousness, self-hate, uncomfortable with body issues, appearance, etc.

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{Gifs are not mine, credits go to @sensei-venus & @danlarussc​}

Had to put this last gif here because GRAND DADDY…

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08/19/24; 04:41pm

{ 18+ headcanons / drabbles }

[ lovemaking + aftercare with them ]

featuring: sylus, zayne, xavier, rafayel

thanks to @/nyashykyunnie for her input for zayne and rafayel.

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sylus has spent hours mounting you, thrusting his cock in and out of you as you became a bit dazed in response. as you made your slow descent into madness, (your mind and body so drunk off the pleasure sylus had given you), you take a moment to admire this devastating man.

a light sheen of sweat was seen across his powerful body, letting out gasps and grunts of your name as his eyes hungrily look down at the area where he remained connected with you. just seeing the way you take in his cock so well was enough to make the onychinus leader tremble, the sheer amount of pleasure he felt coursing through his veins being immeasurable.

as if spurred on by your moans and the way your pretty, manicured nails grip at the sheets, sylus lets out a growl of your name, tossing one of your legs over his shoulders, pumping his cock with fervor in and out of your slick heat before stilling his hips completely just moments later, forcing your cunt to take in all he had to offer the moment he shoots his seed inside of you.

you moan at the sudden sensation of sylus filling you to the brim with his cum, feeling it mixing together with your own juices, leaving you panting. sylus places a chaste kiss against your cheek before landing against your body. he places the entirety of his weight on you, leaving you aching and breathless as you writhed beneath him.

“sy… please, you’re too heavy for this.”

his tired and weak chuckles were heard against your ear, and you felt the way he gently bites down against the lobe of your ear. “aw, my poor kitten, did i wear you out?”

you let out a huff in response, refusing to answer him, (yet the heat felt against your cheeks and the notable ache between your legs were more than enough proof of sylus’s relentless lovemaking). with a shake of his head, your lover gently holds down your hips before pulling out of you, earning a deep sigh from you.

knowing that you had been thoroughly rendered unable to walk by him, sylus gently takes you into his embrace, humming as he saunters toward your shared bathroom. your eyes take in the marble onyx tub, watching as sylus turns on the faucet, filling it with hot water before pouring a bottle of your favorite scented bubbles into the mix.

once your bath was prepared, sylus gently places you inside of the tub, earning a content purr from you as you were surrounded by the waters. once you were settled inside, sylus joins you, allowing your back to meet with his chest when his arms automatically wrapped around your front. you giggle upon seeing the bath waters fall onto the marble floors with sylus’s added weight. letting out a rich chuckle of your name, sylus busies himself with washing your hair, threading his fingers through them as he massages your scalp in the process.

once your hair was washed and thoroughly rinsed, sylus helps you further by spreading your legs, earning a soft moan from you when you felt his thick fingers exploring the depths of your core, cleaning you of the respective evidence of yours and sylus’s release. your meek whimpers fill at the air, feeling sylus lean down to gently bite down against your shoulder.

“hmph, the sounds you’re making are truly difficult to ignore. you’re making it hard to resist you, but i know how tired you must feel… so i’ll behave.” he admits with a grunt, with you visibly relaxing in his embrace, allowing your lover to further spoil you with his massages as he spends a copious amount of time in the bathtub with you.

zayne was simply admiring the way you gently rode him, gasping as your legs trembled in response to each painstaking thrust made against his cock. it takes him a herculean effort not to climax with you riding him so passionately that you were practically bouncing up and down his aching shaft.

filled with a desperation to be the sole cause of your release, zayne places both his hands on your hips, purposely speeding up your bounces against his cock. your eyes end up rolling to the back of your head, the pleasure almost too intense for you to handle. your back arches in response to the way zayne slams you up and down his dick, with the palm of your hands settled on his chest to help you with maintaining your balance.

“you are… magnificent. i will never get enough of you…” zayne admits to you in a breathless whisper, making you gasp as your walls sweetly clench around zayne’s cock. as your cunt grips at his dick in a vice grip, you felt every pulsating vein from zayne, making the doctor grunt before thrusting his hips upwards, his cock twitching wildly inside of you before completely releasing himself into you. your walls were coated in white, making you moan as you felt your respective releases flowing out of you and down the length of zayne’s softening cock.

with you becoming out of breath coupled along with the ache you felt all across your body, zayne’s eyes go wide before quickly pulling himself out of you. you were left moaning at the sudden loss of him, yet zayne was too distracted with his desires to take care of you for you to notice.

“you shouldn’t have exerted yourself. despite how-“ zayne cuts himself off with a cough, “despite how pleasurable it was for both of us, i should have known better than to keep pushing you. and for that i’m sorry.”

“it’s okay, z-zayne. i… it felt really good. i don’t regret it at all.” you reassure your beloved with a satisfied smile on your face, making the cardiac surgeon blush an even deeper shade of red.

zayne lets out another cough, flushing a noticeably in response when he leans closer to you, giving your lips a quick kiss before hurriedly disappearing into your shared bathroom. in his rush, zayne had forgotten to put on some clothes, giving you the perfect view of his backside as you grinned at the sight.

the sounds of running water were all you could hear, and it wasn’t until several minutes later that zayne reappears into the bedroom, picking up your pliant form with ease before taking you into the master bathroom with him. with your arms wrapped around his neck, you watch as he carefully settles you within the bathtub. the lingering scent of lavender fills your senses, and you couldn’t stop yourself from letting out a moan the moment you felt the warm waters surrounding your aching body.

with you practically melting into the bathtub, zayne places one last kiss against your hair. “enjoy your bath, my love. and i’ll return once everything is ready for you.”

you frown, wanting him to join you, too. but his sudden departure from the bathroom makes you pout a bit. but alas, your lover had always been like this-

becoming a complete and total mother hen when it came to caring for you. knowing it was best to not argue with zayne when he became so passionate, you decided to wash yourself, cleansing your body of the sweat and fluids that remained as evidence of your copulation just moments ago.

losing track of time of how long you had been in the bath, you end up feeling a bit startled when zayne reappears. he smiles back at you, now dressed in a pair of sweatpants and shirt. with a plush towel in hand, zayne sweetly beckons at you to stand up for him, allowing him to dry you completely as he begins to drain the bathtub of the water.

once he was satisfied, your lover wraps you in the towel and carries you out of the tub. not allowing you to lift even a single finger, zayne rids your damp body of the towel, choosing instead to don your form in a comfortable robe before carrying you once more. with you clinging to him, you gently place kisses against his jawline, eyes trailing toward your shared bed when you realize that zayne had completely changed the sheets and blankets. you become flustered at this fact, feeling embarrassed at being the reason why zayne had switched out the bedding with something fresh and new.

zayne senses your embarrassment, yet doesn’t comment on it. as he settles himself into bed with you, you saw that he had another surprise up his sleeve. watching him with love filled in your gaze, you notice the way he brings over a tray filled with your favorite foods over from the nightstand, picking up one of the utensils as he cuts a piece of it off for you, hand feeding you the morsel as you let out a dreamy sigh, feeling overjoyed that you were able to call the king of aftercare as your own.

xavier didn’t hold back when it came to his quick pounds deep inside of you, holding up your leg as he kept fucking himself against you. your mind was void of all coherent thoughts, becoming filled with the delicious friction caused by xavier’s cock nestled so deeply within you.

your moans and constant cries of his name makes a surge of confidence go through him. your sweet mewls and the sensation of your walls gripping him so tightly was enough to make the young hunter lose his damn mind. his eyes had long been eclipsed by darkness as evidence of the way they had remained dilated at the mere sight of you. there was something achingly addicting to the sensation of your walls squelching in response to each of his heated thrusts, filling him with the need to make you lose all control for him.

“hah… fuck… you’re squeezing me so much…! you’re practically milking me.”

the pleasured phrases falling from xavier’s lips makes you cry out even further, sobbing into your pillow while he slams his hips even deeper into you. the man had become obsessed with having your walls gripping him oh so tightly, and he briefly wondered if he could make you spill your juices onto him.

his darkened eyes focus on your swollen bundle of nerves, watching the way your pretty pussy practically devours his cock. with a grunt of your name, xavier reaches forward to give your swollen pearl a gentle pinch, earning a gasp from you. he was relentless in taking you now, gently rolling your swollen clit between his fingers while continuing his movements. with his cock continuously disappearing and reappearing, you lost the last bit of your control, letting out a hiss as you came.

feeling the increase in moisture surrounding his already sensitive cock, xavier stills his hips with his eyes clenched shut, already shooting the rest of his seed deep inside of your womb with his balls tightening in response. a low string of curses manages to escape from xavier, basking in the sensation of his cock emptying everything that it had as he kept on pumping his seed inside of you.

by the end of it all, you were too drunk and exhausted to say a single word, eyes going a little hazy. xavier wasn’t faring any better, but manages to pull out of you all the same.

you had your eyes closed, ready to doze off when you felt a strong hand suddenly spread your legs. a soft whine escapes from you, and you manage to look down to see xavier himself placing his face between your legs. the sensation of his wet tongue cleaning at your entrance makes you shiver, yet you lost all the energy to protest. instead, you allow xavier to spread your legs even further for him, placing your hand against his golden strands of hair to help with guiding him against you as he utilizes his hot mouth alone for the sole purpose of cleaning you.

not wishing to forget your every expression, rafayel decided to make love to you in the missionary position. with his hair covering his face in tune to his every thrusts, the young artist couldn’t help but admire just how responsive you were to his every touch.

each time he rams his cock back inside of you, your breasts would bounce beautifully, your gaze becoming even more filled with lust and adoration for him.

your moans were nothing short of being absolute music to his ears, and he basked in the way he was able to play your body like a symphony, using his cock for the purpose of your pleasure alone.

the mere sight of your gorgeous face twisted in absolute and utter pleasure was almost too much for rafayel to bear, making him insane as he leans down to capture your hardened nipples within his hot mouth. the sensation of his tongue licking a stripe up your aching breasts makes you gasp, hands already delving into his soft strands of hair. you lightly pull against those strands, earning a grunt from him as he began to shamelessly suckle on your nipples.

your climax was quickly approaching, and the moment rafayel felt your walls clenching around him so tightly did he lose all sense of control. stilling his hips, he pumps the rest of his seed inside of you, fully emptying himself with a low hiss of your name.

you were practically sobbing beneath him, hands clenching at the ruined sheets below you as you took in all that he had to offer. the lemurian’s gaze looks down at the spot where you remained connected to him, becoming filled with pride at just how well you managed to take him in.

“such a good girl for me… you’re my sole princess.” rafayel admits to you with a soft smile, pressing lingering kisses against your damp skin. when both of your respective releases simmers down to a manageable level, rafayel remains buried deep inside of you.

knowing that your body was aching, he spends a good amount of time massaging your shoulders and hips, applying the right amount of pressure on them. still feeling a bit naughty, the artist ends up wrapping his arms beneath your back, picking up your form, ensuring that your heaving breasts were settled before him as he spends yet another good chunk of time littering them with kisses all while gently sucking on your sensitive nipples.

he continues to chuckle at how responsive you still were, finally ceasing with his almost hedonistic massages against your skin. realizing just how tired you were when you let out a yawn, rafayel makes sure his limp cock was still connected to your slick walls (despite how much of a challenge it was to place you both beneath the covers without breaking such an intimate contact.)

seeing the way your lover struggled makes you giggle weakly in response, earning a playful glare from him that was certainly not a pout. you listen as rafayel huffs before placing your face within his naked chest after managing to pull the comforter over both your forms.

“sleep, my princess, and i’ll be sure to treat you to something nice when morning comes.”

his gentle voice was all the urging you needed to succumb to your exhaustion, allowing your eyelids to grow heavier before falling into a deep slumber…

end notes: it is so easy to thirst for the lads boys and i am just so shameless at this point 🫠

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

Drafts I left as short fics

Horny thoughts 🔥🔥

I'm thinking of making these a series since I have so many in my drafts.

Each fic will have a different LI

You had known for a while of the hidden camera in your living room, you were a skilled hunter after all, but you simply ignored it, pretending not to notice his constant surveillance.

But not today, today you turned around and glared directly at the camera, eyes narrowing with fury "You're watching, aren't you?" you hissed through gritted teeth "Even now, even after everything, you just can't help yourself."

You stepped closer to the camera, face filling the frame. "I hope having me followed at work was worth it," you spat bitterly, voice dripping with venom. "Because I thought I made myself clear a few weeks ago. But you just won't listen. You always think you know best."

You turned away from the camera and walked into your bedroom, the weight of your thoughts and emotions dragging at your shoulders. You wanted to scream, to rage at Caleb for his controlling ways.

But this was something he wouldn't be able to control, a step too far even for his obsessive, protective nature. Your cheeks flushed hotly at the thought, but before you could lose your nerve, you walked to the drawer beside your bed and pulled out a small vibrator.

You knew, with bone deep certainty, that this moment would change everything between you and Caleb. You had been dancing around this for years, your feelings for each other a tango of longing glances, accidental touches, and unspoken words. Neither of you had been brave enough to take that final, irrevocable step, until now.

Holding it tightly, you walked back out to the living room, standing in front of the camera with your heart pounding in your chest. You knew Caleb would be watching, his eyes glued to the screen, trying to make sense of your sudden boldness.

You took a deep breath and slowly slid your pants down your legs, letting them pool on the floor. Your heart raced as you sat down on the couch, the leather cool against your bare skin. With a trembling hand, you reached under the waistband of your panties, feeling the heat of your own arousal as your fingers brushed against the sensitive flesh.

Suddenly your phone buzzed with an incoming message. You glanced down at the screen, seeing Caleb's name flashing urgently. You opened the message, eyes widening as you read the words:

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!!" it blazed on the screen, the capital letters glaring accusingly. 

With a smirk playing on your lips and a casual flick of your wrist, you tossed the phone carelessly to the side, the soft thud barely registering over the pounding of your heartbeat.

Your fingers continued their explorations, grazing teasingly over your clit as you imagined Caleb watching, his eyes glued to the screen, his jaw clenched in frustration. You could almost feel his gaze burning into you, his breath coming in sharp, angry gasps.

Slowly, you reached for the small vibrator, switching it on with a soft hum. The buzzing sound filled the room, you opened your legs a bit more and tugged your panties to the side, careful to obscure his view of your most intimate place while still giving him a tantalizing peek.

With your finger working your clit and your vibrator inside you the heat started building rapidly, your body responding to the forbidden thrill of being watched. You knew you were pushing Caleb to his limits, and yet you couldn't stop.

The phone rang insistently, Caleb's name flashing on the screen as he tried desperately to reach you, but you ignored it, too lost in the building pleasure. Just as you teetered on the brink, your body trembling with impending release you slowed your movements and with a breathless gasp tugged your shirt over your head. Your breasts bounced free, nipples straining against the thin fabric of your bra. The cool air kissed your heated skin, making them pebble and tighten further.

Just as the first wave of ecstasy began to crash over you, you grabbed your shirt and in one swift motion tossed it over the hidden camera. The fabric draped down, obscuring you from Caleb's eyes, a final act of defiance.

Your body shuddered and clenched, a scream tore from your throat. "Caleb!" Your moans echoed through the room, and you knew he would hear you, that he would know the effect his obsession had on you, even if he couldn't see the proof of your pleasure.

You gasped and panted, riding out the aftershocks as they coursed through you. You had never felt so deliciously, wonderfully alive. And you knew, somehow, that this was only the beginning of the war between you.

Your message had been delivered, your challenge thrown down. Now, you could only wait and wonder how Caleb would respond and little did you know, his reaction would be far more intense than you could ever imagine...

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How They Fart!- The Love And DeepSpace Men

a/n: all jokes for april fools <3

Xavier: the silent but deadly type of fart. god forbid you’re in the same room with him when he does

Zayne: a polite little toot. rarely has any smells and you can barely hear it

Rafayel: the type to pretend a cough or make any noise to let out a fart and fail miserably. blames literally anybody else and claims that it isn’t him

Sylus: farts so loud the entire n109 zone can hear it. it’s so strong that it causes buildings to shake and god forbid you’re behind him when he farts or else you’ll be flying across the n109 zone

Caleb: a loud fart that you can smell but it goes away quickly. the type to say “whoever smelt it dealt it!” which is mostly towards you

Based off DM request from @msvirgoflower because this is a total rom-com cliche 😆

Castlevania boys [Drac, Alucard, Isaac, Hector, and Trevor] to how they would react if their s/o came back home after drinking heavily with friends and while trying to help them to bed when they get home their drunk s/o slaps them and is all like "Whoa back the f#$% up! I am off the market- I gots me a man and he'll kick your ass!

Prompts HERE

VALENTINES LIST

♡ [ trope ] to do cliche things with them, just because

Dracula

A dark chuckle rumbles from his chest as you slur out your words but he’ll indulge in the inebriation just for a moment.

“Oh you do? Well I imagine they would be protective over one such as lovely as yourself”

Trevor

Chances are he’s a bit drunk but nowhere near as buzzed as you

He’ll be slightly pouty and whiny, clinging onto you tightly, saying stuff like “yeah! and it’s me! Unless there’s someone else eyeing you…!”

Alucard

Maybe slightly annoyed but also stifling his laugh as you speak your mind to him

“Oh you do? They just be worried sick if you’re out here by yourself. Come, I’ll safely return you to them.”

Isaac

Calm demeanor but also with an exasperated look 😑 he tries to keep you steady

“And your lover would very much care if you were away from a crowd of rubes. Here, take my arm.”

Hector

It’s one of the rare occasions you get a genuine smile and laugh from him as he’s holding onto your shoulder

“Yes, love, and it’s me, hurry before you catch a cold or attract more attention.”