LET'S FCKNG GO

he's just helping Viktor with evening stretching, nothing special

Can I request a rough dom reader x sub jinx, where Jinx is riding our strap and we can see the bugle from her stomach. She tries to get off the strap but we wouldn’t let her. Like degrading and stuff. THANK YOUU

i saw ur previous request, i just didn’t know how to start it 😭

৻ꪆ content warnings : dom! reader , sub! jinx , rough sex , slight overstim , degradation , mean! reader , strap referred to as ‘cock’ and ‘dick’ , jinx receiving that shlong , hand pinning , begging

৻ꪆ word count : 500+

blair dropping two requests in one day ?! ( someone kill me )

jinx’s mouth always finds a way to get herself in trouble. whether that be with enforcers, vander, or just random people who pissed her off. but tonight, she was in a lot of trouble, with you in particular. 

the sound of skin slapping fills the room, your long, thick strap assaulting her cunt over and over again. “when i tell you to do something, jinx. you fuckin’ do it. no talking back, none of that bullshit.” you growl in her ear, your voice was low and dark, absolutely fed up with her defiance. 

her head lolls back into the pillow, eyes rolling to the back of her head. she was an absolute mess, your strap hitting that spot inside of her perfectly with each thrust. she wanted to do something, push your buttons to the point you might explode if another bratty remark left her lips. yet she couldn’t do anything but lay there and moan out cries of your name. 

“can’t speak now, hm? cock got you going dumb?” you coo with faux sympathy, raising your hand to leave a sharp smack on her tits. a raw moan escaping her throat, arching her back towards the ceiling. 

“m’sorry, i’m s-sorry, please,” jinx chokes out, her words barely audible from the cracks in her voice. she brings her hand up to your stomach, attempting to slow down your unforgiving pace. you let out a breathless laugh and grab both of her wrists in one hand, and firmly rest them above her head. 

“real cute baby, but sorry isn’t gonna cut it. not after that shit you pulled.” you use your freehand to push her legs up to her chest, drilling into her. your thrusts grow deeper, more deliberate, until you notice the faint bulge from your strap in her lower stomach. 

“look at that,” you release your grip from jinx’s wrist to push against the bulge. her breath catches in her throat, her eyes fluttering shut. “you’re so fucking small i can see my cock right there, feel that?”

her cheeks flush a deep crimson red, her body writhing underneath you. you could tell she regrets pushing your buttons, and that’s exactly what you wanted. your hand stays firm on her lower stomach, applying just enough pressure to make her whine and feel every inch of you. “what’s wrong, can’t handle it? you wanted to act all tough earlier, didn’t you?”

jinx lips quivers, her legs tremble around your around back. clawing weakly at the sheets to search for some kind of support. “p-please, i can’t—“ she gasps, tears welling in her dazed eyes.

“can’t what? take your punishment like the slut you are?” you sneer, driving your hips harder into her, drawing another broken cry from her lips. “you’re gonna cum all over this dick, aren’t you? go ahead, make a mess of yourself, jus’ gonna make you clean it up anyway.” 

with a few more thrusts, her release floods out of her, coating the strap and sheets in her cum. her cunt clenches around your strap, but you don’t let up — not yet. 

“mmh, what’s wrong? too much for you?” you coo mockingly, gripping her chin with your index and thumb. her whimpers turn into sobs, becoming completely overstimulated as you fuck her harshly through her orgasm. 

“don’t tell me you’re done already,” you purr, leaning down to press your lips to her ear. “we’re not stopping til i say so.”

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

gojo and shoko who get a little too drunk together accidentally and find themself inside a bar bathroom dry humping each other

gojo is grabbing her ass, making her grind against the thigh he shoved between her legs. he hasn’t been drunk since he was in high school, and he forgot how much it amplifies the feeling of touch. he’s not drunk enough where he doesn’t know what’s happening, but he has a buzz in his head… and other places, lowering his inhibitions

“shoko…” he breathlessly moans between thrusts when she grips the outline of his cock through his pants. he has to bite his lip to suppress a whine when she finds the head and squeezes it through his pants.

“so hard from just a little kissing, gojo?” she teases, biting his bottom lip and making him groan.

“you’re being so sexy, it’s not fair.” he practically whines the words, pouting when she starts stroking the length of his cock. the pressure of her small hand feels so fucking good, even through the fabric, he’s unable to stop himself from thrusting into her hand.

“mmm, i like you like this.” her legs shake when she rubs her clothed pussy perfectly against his rough pants. her dress rode up over her ass, and the only thing between them is her thin panties and his pants.

“like what?” gojo asks, grunting when she squeezes his cock before turning around and pressing her ass against his cock. gojo keeps his thigh between hers, wrapping her arm against the soft of her stomach before his greedy hands slide up to find her tits.

“i like these… so big.” gojo rests his forehead against her shoulder and begins dry fucking her ass. shoko moans, pushing herself back against him thrust for thrust.

“like that, you’re not irritating me when you’re drunk. you should do it more often.” she moans. gojo grunts in return, wrapping a hand around her throat as he kisses the side of it, using his hand to keep her in place. his other hand slides inside her shirt to slip under her bra and find her bare tit.

she stifles a whine between her teeth when he pinches and rolls shokos nipple. “they’re so soft. god i knew they would be soft. i think about these a lot.” he whisperers into her neck. the heat of his breath tickles her skin, makes her legs shake with the sensitivity.

he’s so hard against her plush ass, rutting desperately with panted moans and low grunts. his cock is sliding between her ass perfectly, warming him even from inside his pants. pre-cum leaks from the tip of his cock, wetting the inside of his boxers.

“jesus satoru, you’re so big.” shoko moans, her toes curling in her shoes when he shoves his knee further between her legs to stimulate her clit, she humps against him greedily, squeezing her thighs around his.

gojo giggles, “are you talking about my dick? i thought you said it was smallll” shokos head tips back against his shoulder, baring her throat to him more as he peppers kisses and bites along her pale skin.

“kinda hard to think that when i feel you like a snake between my ass.” she jokes between moans, feeling that familiar warmth coil in her stomach.

“you know what else is kinda hard?” gojo whispers in his best seductive voice.

shoko shakes her head and reaches behind her to grab his ass, digging her nails into him. he grunts, hips stuttering while he dry humps her with such vigor the mirror on the wall is starting to shake. she’s practically being fucked against the sink at this point.

“stop” pant “fucking talking, and- make me cum, gojo.”

his hand tightens around her next and shokos mouth opens wider when the lack of oxygen makes her orgasm rush in faster. “shoko… shoko, fuck shoko.” gojo breaths into her neck between kisses. she gasps when he starts bouncing his thigh, adding more pressure to her clit. “cum for me shoko, pretend i’m inside you and cum all over my big cock.”

his words were so corny, but shoko was unable to fight her orgasm as it wracked through her body. gojo wraps both arms around her stomach, burring his head deeper into her neck when his balls release his seed into his boxers. he’s fucking her hard through stuttered thrusts, pretending he’s pushing his cock deep inside her pussy and filling her with his cum.

“fuck.” she gasps. gripping his arms with shaky hands as they fall against the sink together in a pile of messy, sticky, sweaty limbs.

“fuck is right, my boxers are soaked.” gojo breaths heavily.

“god… i mean it by the way. you really should get drunk more often.” she breaths, slowly regaining the feeling in her legs. if he was able to make her cum this hard from a little dry humping, she wondered what he could do with his cock inside her.

“you know we can have sex when im sober.” gojo retorted, looking at her though the mirror while continuing to massage her tits. his other hand joined the party and started treating them like stress toys.

she shook her head. “no, i need you to be at least tipsy before you fuck me. you’re cute like this.”

gojo pouts. “you just want to take advantage of me.”

shoko scoffs and grips his wrist. “you’re the one with your hands on my tits fucking my ass. besides, you had one shot, you big lightweight.”

gojo squinted his eyes at her like he was going to respond, before his forehead dropped onto her shoulder, his fluffy hair tickling her neck as he continued to massage her boobs. “couldn’t think of a clap back. alcohol makes me dumb.”

Angel Wings - Lute (Hazbin Hotel) x Angel!Reader

Summary: Angels have always wrapped their wings around the ones they love in a display of the highest form of admiration and affection. Lute's yet to do it to you, until the most recent extermination, that is.

An angel wrapping their wings around another had always been seen as an intimate thing in Heaven and elsewhere, a sign of love and affection that was reserved only for those cherished the most. It was almost as serious as a sincere, straight-from-the-heart, confession of love.

You had always wanted another angel to wrap their wings around you, that other angel in question being Lute, your sweet (to you), yet violent girlfriend. However, she had always been far from affectionate, a result of her upbringing and training as a soldier, as well as her lack of experience in romantic relationships.

You had wrapped your wings around her plenty of times, the feeling of holding her close in such a warm, loving way made you feel like you had ascended beyond Heaven and into something even better. Yet, she never returned the gesture. Did she not see your relationship as seriously as you saw it? You thought that you'd never get to experience her showing you her love in the way only an angel could.

Until the most recent extermination.

She had come home in a horrible shape, one of her eyes swollen and black, bright gold, angelic blood dripping from her nose, and the cuts on her forehead and cheek. The same golden blood covered parts of her uniform, and in utter disbelief, you tried to convince yourself it wasn't hers until you saw the missing arm which you could only pray would heal back.

You opened your mouth, ready to say her name in shock, unable to say much else; until she sprung forward, wrapping you tightly in her remaining arm, followed by her wings closing around you, and she buried her face into your shoulder.

"Lute—" You began, cutting yourself off when heard the soft sound of her crying, something you had never heard or seen from her before.

"I'm sorry." She sniffled, hugging you even tighter. "I know crying is weak a-and—"

"Don't apologize. Never apologize for that." You reassured her, finally overcoming your shock and hugging her back.

"Adam's dead, and so are so many others," She explained, moving to face you. Her eyes held fear and desperation you never expected to see from her, and it looked as if tears threatened to spill from those same eyes even harder as she struggled to hold them back. "When I was in the middle of that battle I couldn't help but think, 'What if I die? What if I never see you again?' I know I've been blessed to have you show me so much love, and I haven't returned even a fraction of it."

Now, it was your turn to begin crying. "Oh, Lute," You murmured, softly cradling her face in your hands. As you wiped her tears away, the feeling of warmth around you dawned on you. You had been too caught up in the moment to notice the way she had wrapped her wings around you; the ultimate sign of an angel's love, and it felt like it, too. It felt like you were falling in love with her all over again, and it was divine.

You kissed her passionately, making sure to put every single ounce of wonderful emotion she was making you feel into the way your lips moved against hers. She kissed back with the same intensity, wings pulling you in ever closer. The kiss felt like it could last forever, but unfortunately, all good things must come to an end eventually.

When it ended you looked at each other, a mutual sharing of adoration for the other between you two. She glanced down, taking notice of how tightly she was holding you, a light blush covering her face at the realization. She let you go, giving you a sheepish smile and a 'sorry' for holding you so tightly.

"Don't apologize. It felt nice." You replied, smiling back at her warmly. Your attention then turned to her wounds. "Let's get you patched up, okay? That looks like it hurts."

She nodded, watching as you began to head further into your house in search of a first-aid kit. She called out your name, stopping you.

"I love you, I really do. Thank you."

You smiled at her. "I know. Just take your time. I know these things don't come easy to you."

It was all a bet?

Including: Gojo, Nanami, Choso, Sukuna, Toji, Yuuji, and Megumi

Synopsis: You discover that they had been dared to go out with you.

my smau masterlists one and two

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I can imagine a reader with multiple limbs like the actual bug and leads to reader rubbing Miguel's nipples while also fingering him and fucking his mouth and shaping his ass to help keep his mind off everything.-🥭

yess and he wouldn’t be able to keep up with the pleasure you’re giving him :(( he just can’t focus on any of them as his head becomes fuzzy n he just can’t think anymore. his thighs would be all trembly and his hands would try and reach for one of your limbs but he can’t even get his hands up. it’s just too much for his little head as he gets lost in you. he’s so high and mighty in the spider society. the miguel o’hara. but when he’s with you.. he can’t seem to remember any of that between his moans and whines.

"Blitzø... I think so very highly of you..."

"I didn't realize you think so low of me..."

Late Night Studying

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Fandom: Arcane

Genre: Fluff/ Modern AU

Warning(s): slightly suggestive, making out, not proofread whatsoever

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“Why are you still studying, Vik?”

An orange hue flickered inside of the room, painting the walls with its warmth as the flame that it was produced by swayed lazily in an unpredictable fashion. Your fingers pressed against the ceramic rim of the mug in your hands, the contents inside hot enough to make the pads of your fingers prickle as they lingered.

Your footsteps were quiet as you stepped forward and steadily approached the brunette who seemed to not notice your presence- even with your verable intrusion. As you halted right behind him you repositioned the cup in your hand and gently placed it beside him, the coffee sloshing around ever so slightly as it touched the table.

Cocking your head to the side you focused on the man’s face and you couldn’t stop how your eyes softened in endearment as you studied his features. His lips were pouted ever so slightly, something that more than likely went unnoticed by himself. Eyes squinted and eyebrows furrowed as he digested the information before him you couldn’t help but feel like getting a little bit closer.

“Vik, I know you can hear me. Just take a break for a little bit, yeah?” You breathed out, fingers slowly gliding over his nape.

Fingers entangling themselves with the short fluffed up hair on the back of his neck you felt a spark of pride flicker inside your chest as he closed his eyes and began to let himself relax into your touch. Lips parting ever so slightly a light sigh fled his mouth as you moved your hand upward, fingering raking against his scalp in a languid manner.

He sat up just a tad bit straighter in his chair, no longer hunched over his work as he rolled his shoulders and neck ever so slightly to work out the stiff kinks that ailed him. Immediately after he fell back against the chair, eyes fluttering open as he flicked his gaze to you.

“You know our exams are tomorrow, yes? I don’t care if you wish to fail but I for one will not.” He protested weakly which only elicited a snort from you.

“Oh please, I’m not going to fail, that's Vi and Jayce’s job. I could never take that away from them.” Finding humor in your words, he let out a small chuckle.

“Plus,” you began, your other hand moving to cup the right side of his face. “You’ve been studying nonstop for the past three hours. If you haven’t gotten the material down by now then that’s on you.”

It didn’t go unnoticed by you how he leaned into your palm, practically melting into your warmth as his eyelashes fluttered again. He always looked so pretty and the way the lighting was practically making him glow you felt yourself staring harder than you meant to. Especially at his amber eyes which kept the candles low flame swirling inside of them.

“Mm, I suppose you may be right..” He trailed off, pursing his lips out as his gaze fell towards anywhere but you.

“I know I’m right, you stupid dork.” Unable to keep your smile from cracking wider on your face you let your thumb sweep against his cheekbone, feeling how his own heat slowly crept up into your palm.

Feeling how he stiffened ever so slightly underneath your touch you leaned down enough so you could press your lips against his jawline. He faltered momentarily as a shaky breath came out and he leaned his head back slightly, almost instinctively. With your own eyes moving up to study his face he looked at you quickly before letting his eyelids shut over his eyes.

Taking that as a sign of approval to continue you peppered his skin with soft kisses, occasionally nipping at his neck lightly just to get a soft moan or squirming as a reward. Fingers grazing over his jaw you allowed one to rest on his shoulder whilst the other occupied itself playing with his hair absentmindedly.

“Please, look at me.” He gasped out, voice awfully quiet and you felt your stomach flutter knowing exactly why he sounded so shy.

Doing so you pulled your face away from his neck and stared at him properly. He seemed entranced in a way, his own hand coming up to cup your face gently, fingers tracing over your jaw. You felt goosebumps form on your skin and he simply stared at you- so many words not spoken were still portrayed perfectly in his eyes.

“Viktor, are you just gonna keep staring at me or-“

A needy kiss was what you were met with, and the change of pace had your mind reeling. His lips locked with yours and as one of his hands moved to the back of your head you felt your legs threaten to buckle beneath you.

To save yourself from falling to the floor in a heap you lowered yourself to sit on the same chair Viktor currently was in. Basically straddling the brunette as you squished yourself onto the small seat his hand that formerly was on your shoulder found itself grabbing underneath your thigh to stabilize you.

Moaning against his lips as you settled down fully and sat on top of his lap he only took that as his sign to go further. His tongue teased your bottom lip, eagerly waiting for you to give him access to your mouth.

Caving rather quickly as heat swam inside your stomach which was tying itself in knots he moaned hotly into your mouth as he tilted his head further to the aide to deepen the kiss. His tongue rolled over yours, savoring how you tasted just so addictingly delicious as he practically devoured you in his desperation.

“Stay.. Stay still.” He murmured against your lips, and you could hear how his voice quivered with desire he barely could hold back.

Arms wrapped around his shoulders you clung to him hard, chest pressed up against his own like you were trying to mold yourselves together. And whilst he explored your mouth you couldn’t help but crumple by how needy he truly was being. How when his tongue rolled into your mouth just the right way you squeezed your thighs together and curled your toes.

You’d almost forgotten you needed to breathe if it weren’t for your lungs suddenly burning for oxygen, and you hastily broke the kiss off as you gasped for air. He was in no better shape, panting heavily with his face painted crimson. His eyes were hazy and half lidded and he looked at you from beneath his lashes.

Biting at your bottom lip gently you ran your finger over his own, feeling how they were glossed over with your mixed saliva. You could feel the kiss still linger on your lips and from how his own were red slightly swollen you knew he still felt it as well.

“Some warning would’ve been nice.” You jested, a little grin on your face as he rolled his eyes.

“Sorry for not being able to help myself around you.” His response dripped of sarcasm and you sighed in amusement at it. “Tell me, was this the reason you came in here?”

“I’d made you some coffee but you weren’t paying attention so I had to get you to focus on me somehow.” Letting your eyes move towards the cup on the desk, his own following suit.

Perking up slightly at the sight he grabbed the mug carefully, not wanting it to spill over the edge by moving it too fast. The scent wafted into the air which caused the pleasing aroma of mint and creamer to flood your nose. He hummed in happiness before taking a sip, allowing the taste to linger on his tongue before setting it back down.

“Tastes almost as good as you, lásko.” He purred out, accent awfully heavy at the end which made you tense up and look away as heat rose up on your face.

“Shut up.” The words fell from your lips quickly and he let the corners of his mouth twitch up in a pleased smile.

“How about you make me, drahý?”

just want a big man to do this to

Dumb thing that would not leave my brain