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By The Time You’re Hearing This I’ll Already Be Gone

pairing: none (platonic!Sully family & Lo’ak’s twin sister!reader)

summary: all you wanted was to not be the family disappointment

wc: 4942

warnings: anon requested, mentions of missing/disappearance, dad jake sully

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N-need more … zhongli and chubby goddess reader .. or I’ll collapse

*catches you as you’re falling* fret not, anon… you’ve come to the right person for all things Squish related….

fem + chubby reader, an unofficial but totally official continuation to my rex lapis x chubby archon reader from the other day, body worship, and thighfucking below!

rex lapis who summons his darling little goddess of fertility wife with a simple call of your name— after he was gracious enough to take you in and grant you his protection, you quickly decided that being at his beck and call was in your best interest. who would you be to fight him, deny him, or stall him when he awarded you more kindness and graciousness than he’s ever awarded anyone else? when he calls for you, you answer, and now is no different.

you enter the room with a clumsy curtsy, folding your hands in front of you as he flips through a stack of papers. “my beloved,” he says simply, deep amber eyes leaving the contract he’s proofreading and gazing up at you. “come closer.”

“are you coming to bed soon?” you ask sweetly, trying to tread lightly so you don’t accidentally ask any invasive questions about his work. it’s none of your business— you’re not the god of contracts.

he only shakes his head, sighing and setting his papers down. “not anytime within the hour, i’m afraid. there’s much to be done before i meet with that troublesome archon of war tomorrow afternoon.”

you can’t hide your disappointment. you were hoping he’d resign himself to bed early for once so you could invite him to snuggle and hopefully then some. he works so hard— you’d like to take care of your husband even if he’s not generally the affectionate type.

and how he’d like to leave his paperwork for the night and fill his palms with something a little softer and sweeter than the stained, tattered cloth of ancient scrolls and contracts. how he’d like to indulge in the soft, comforting warmth only his wife is able to provide— rex lapis is inclined to believe that you’re hoping to tempt him into bed with the way you’re dressed. how sweet— his demure, flustered little wife wants to rile him up.

your nightgown is sheer enough to easily make out the outline of your areolas through the fabric and tiny enough to catch where it clings to your ample waist and soft belly— is there anything more erotic than seeing the gentle curve of your plump belly visible in your tight pajamas and sheer gowns? he doesn’t believe so.

answering his prior request, you make your way over to his desk. the candlelight coming from his workspace illuminates your body nicely— your husband really can make out the outline of your soft tits through the sheer silk of your nightgown.

“and is this your way of inviting me to bed?” he asks, expression completely neutral. oh, archons— is he going to mock you for such a pitiful attempt? scold you for attempting to interrupt his work? dismiss you with a disappointed sigh and a flick of his wrist? your husband is by no means cruel, but he does tend to be… cold.

“i thought that— it’s not… it’s not like that, i was just… getting comfortable,” you answer in a tiny voice, fiddling with the hem of your nightgown and tugging your bottom lip in between your teeth. “is it… no good?”

rex lapis replaces his quill pen in its dish of ink and sets it aside. “apologies, i didn’t mean it like that. it looks lovely on you, truly.”

“thank you, my love.”

rex lapis swallows hard— how do you always manage to be so sweet? how have you lived so many centuries untouched by the sin, wrath, and war every other god hasn’t been able to escape? how do you always manage to chip at his cold exterior?

“come here a moment,” he murmurs, hands settling on your soft waist. the way your body easily gives beneath his hands and allows him to get a good grip on you does more to him than he’d ever admit. soft and easily manipulated like bread dough, warm like a quilt left to dry in the sunlight all day, and more comforting than any of teyvat’s finest luxuries. you allow him to tug you into his lap, your arms shakily wrapping around his shoulders to better balance yourself on his thighs.

“this truly does look lovely on you. shall we go to the harbor tomorrow and purchase more silk to craft you a few more?” rex lapis offers, one of his dark, dully glowing hands sliding up the apex of one of your plump thighs. “perhaps paired with a necklace carved from cor lapis as well.”

his other hand gently maps the curve of your neck and your shoulder, relishing in the way you shiver and breathe his name quietly. you say nothing as he continues to trace your body like he’s drafting a map of liyue, his fingers dipping into the valley of your cleavage before retreating and drawing over the plump swells of your breasts.

“beautiful,” he murmurs contently, resting his face in the crook of your neck. “not a thing in all of teyvat could ever provide a man, mortal or immortal, with the same comfort and security his wife can.”

a hand grabbing at the soft tuft of your lower belly makes you shiver against his thighs, inadvertently rutting yourself against his leg as he gropes a generous handful of your tummy.

“lovely indeed,” he says matter-of-factly, as if he’s confirming a theory. “this softness serves as its own testament to a life of comfort, luxury, and generosity. my hands have long since worn down to callouses and bone from never-ending war and, as i’m sure you’ve noticed, my body is lined with a electric storm of scars after having sustained so many injuries. but you…”

your husband cups the plump heft of your belly in one of his broad palms, soft and undeniably warm against his skin as he massages your tummy with determination. “but you, my dearest… you stand for all the things i’ve fought for all this time. safety, comfort, and prosperity. a body this lovely is no greater proof of that.”

rex lapis cups your waist once more and gently drags you against one of his muscled thighs, sighing in delight in response to your surprised and pleasured moans. oh, he’d just love to eat you up.

“please allow me to continue worshipping your body as any man ought to worship his beloved, my love.”

— 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 !

➺ PAIRING: choi seungcheol x female reader

➺ GENRE: stepdad au, smut

➺ SUMMARY: as a spoiled brat, you’ve always been one to get what you want—even things that don’t belong to you.

➺ CW/TW: stepcest, infedilty, age gap, dub con, possessiveness, somnophilia, daddy kink, breeding kink, begging, pussy job, riding, squirting, unprotected sex, multiple creampies, overstimulation

➺ WC: 3k

NOTE: don’t like, don’t read.

The room is completely dark when you enter it. You can barely make out the familiar layout in the darkness, but that doesn’t stop you. With sly expertise, you navigate your way through the darkness until you find the large window at the opposite end of the room. You glance over at the bed for a moment before carefully opening the curtains and letting the moonlight into the room.

The moon is shining so brightly that it illuminates most of the room. Perfect. You look over your shoulder with a satisfied smirk. Your stepdad’s sleeping form looks ethereal in the moonlight. He’s shirtless, leaving his muscular form laid out for your greedy eyes to take in. The sheets are covering most of his lower half, but you can see his legs peeking through just a bit. You turn fully, licking your lips as you hope he’s decided to sleep naked. It wasn’t necessary, but it would help.

Like a preying feline, you inch toward the bed quietly until you’re standing at the edge. Seungcheol remains peacefully asleep, unaware that he’s been caught in your web of depraved desires. You bite your lip as excitement courses through your veins. Slowly and quietly, you slip out of your sleep shorts and your loose top. Only left in your tiny thong, you crawl on the large bed and carefully inch toward your sleeping stepfather.

You take a quick glance at his sleeping face before tossing the sheets off his body. To your luck, Seungcheol is completely naked. It’s hard to contain your excitement and lust when you see his dick. Your eyes glaze over and your mouth waters at the sight. His cock is thick and long, curving upward into his abdomen. It’s so big and pretty that you can’t hold back anymore. You crawl closer him and descend on his cock like a starved woman.

You lick a long stripe from the base of his cock all the way up to the bulbous tip. His musky taste has your pussy clenching around nothing. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you repeat the motions over and over until his cock starts to twitch and harden. Soon enough, his tip starts to leak with precum that you greedily lap up. You relish in the soft noises Seungcheol lets out as you circle your tongue around the leaking slit.

With a sly grin you pull back. Carefully, you slide off your underwear and toss it aside. You have a predatory smile on your face as you swing one leg over your stepdad’s strong body. A quiet moan tears from your throat when you sit down on his pulsing cock. You’re so wet that all your arousal drips onto his hardening cock. Biting your lip, you start to slide your slick cunt up and down his length. The delicious friction makes it impossible for you to contain your quiet moans.

Seungcheol’s hot cock feels too good against your pussy. Every ridge and vein dragging against your clit and slick lips is making you feel drunk with arousal. You watch with satisfaction as your stepdad’s thick eyebrows furrow. Low grunts tumble past his soft looking lips, and he looks so hot that you can’t believe you’ve waited so long to do this. If only your mom had gotten a promotion sooner. Now with her going on business trips more often, you would be able to have fun with her husband to your heart and pussy’s content.

You can feel just how much Seungcheol likes your lewd actions, and eventually you can’t handle any more foreplay. Lifting your hips up, you reach down and grab his cock. He’s so big that you can’t fully wrap your hand around him, and it just makes you all the more eager to have him inside you.

Somehow Seungcheol doesn’t wake up even when you tease his leaking tip against your creamy folds. You hiss quietly when the bulbous head goes past your folds. It’s painful at first, but you love every second of it. When you slide down on rest of his cock, you think you might cum from the stretch alone. You throw your head back, eyes rolling into your skull as you gasp out in pleasure.

No one has ever been so deep inside you. His cock is kissing your cervix, and it has your pussy clenching down on him so tightly that you think it might be a little hard to move. “Fuck.”

You lift your hips, and slowly ease yourself down again. Lustful whimpers and moans escape you as you slowly repeat your motions, feeling almost dizzy at the way his big cock is stretching you out. His dick feels so fucking good; hot and throbbing and aching to burst inside you.

“So fucking big.” You hiss, planting your hands on his torso. Tracing the ridge of his hard abs as you fuck yourself on his cock feels like absolute heaven, but you’re done indulging in your fantasy alone.

Throwing whatever scrap of inhibition you have left, you raise your lower body before roughly slamming your ass back down. The harsh movement makes you cry out in pleasure. You start to move eagerly, not holding back any of your movements. His cock hits deep inside you, stretching out your tight little hole with every bounce.

You can’t take your eyes off of Seungcheol’s face. Low groans slip out of his lips, and you can see his eyes twitching beneath his eyelids. You lick your lips and grin. He’s slowly starting to stir which makes you speed up your eager movements.

Seungcheol is slowly pulled out of his sleep by the feeling of immense pleasure. He feels the weight of someone on top of him and something hot and tight wrapped around his cock. Lewd squelching and lovely moans fill his ears as he slowly peels his eyes open. His vision is slightly blurry, but he can still make out the sight of a body that definitely doesn’t belong to his wife on top of him.

“What—?” His voice is groggy and comes out in a half-groan.

Seungcheol blinks slowly, suddenly very aware that his young stepdaughter is bouncing on his cock. The sight is so filthy and hot that his cock twitches and throbs inside you. It’s so wrong, but he’s too shocked to do anything. That, and he’s powerless to the way your tight cunt feels around him.

“Princess,” his voice is gruff, almost scolding in tone. “What are you doing?”

You moan and clench around him because even in this situation he still calls you by the pet name you love so much. Leaning back on your arms, you slow your bounces into gentle grinds to give Seungcheol a filthy show of your pussy being stretched open. You smirk when you see his eyes lock where you two are connected.

“Sorry, daddy.” You moan, not sounding sorry at all. “I couldn’t help myself—fuck. Your cock is just so big.”

Your bratty words really shouldn’t turn him on, but they do. It doesn’t help that you look so good while you use his cock like your own personal fucktoy. The way your pretty tits bounce is mesmerizing and the fucked out expression you’re wearing is enough to push him closer to his orgasm. Your moans are the filthiest he’s ever heard—so loud and impetuous. He feels sick for enjoying it all. The entire situation is so wrong, and yet he makes no move to get you off of him.

“Y/N.” He growls your name like you’ve imagined so many times.

You lean forward and grab his large hands. Slowly, you guide them up your body until they’re on your tits. His eyes are dark as he gazes up at you, and you give him an impish smile as you make him squeeze.

“Yes, daddy?” You purr, slowing your movements to provide the most minimal friction.

A thrill runs down your spine when he lets out a grunt of disapproval. You can tell he’s still fighting himself on giving into his desires, so you clench down on him again as you increase your pace. Just like you thought, the lustful action ignites something in him. His hands squeeze your tits on their own this time, pinching and tugging on your hard nipples before they trail down your body.

Seungcheol sits up, any qualms about what was happening pushed out of his mind. He couldn’t think about his wife or the fact that he had enabled your behavior by always indulging your bratty desires. All he could think about was your sweet little cunt.

“God, baby.” He groans as his hands go to rest on your ass. “You’re such a needy girl. Couldn’t even ask me properly for my cock. You just had to come in here and take it like a greedy little brat.”

His big hands deliver a harsh slap to your ass which make you cry out and jolt forward. Seungcheol captures one of your tits in his mouth, tongue gliding over your taut nipple with an eagerness he’d been holding back until now.

“Daddy!” You mewl out, pussy clenching hard around his throbbing cock.

Seungcheol hisses around your nipple and kneads your ass. He slowly starts to fuck up into you as he sucks and nips at your sensitive bud. His senses are completely invaded by you—your taste, your scent, your touch. He can feel you get wetter as he wildly flicks his tongue around your nipple, rolling and sucking on it as if it’s an addicting candy.

Your arms wrap around your stepdad’s broad shoulders, pulling him closer to your chest as you slide up and down his thick cock. You toss your head back with a loud moan when his hands squeeze your ass as he starts to guide you up and down his dick. His leaking tip hits a spot that makes you see stars, and it pushes you closer to your orgasm.

“Fuck!” You squeal. “I love riding your big cock, daddy!”

“Yeah?” He groans against your tit. Seungcheol’s wet mouth pops off your nipple, a string of saliva attached to his lips. His eyes are dark with arousal and need. “Love me stretching out your tight little pussy?”

“Yes, daddy, yes! Can’t get enough of your dick!”

Your juices are dripping down his heavy balls and make the sound of his skin slapping against yours entirely carnal. Every clap of his heavy balls on your ass jolts you and forces you to brace yourself on his strong chest. One of Seungcheol’s hand trails up your spine and cups the back of your head to pull you to his lips. His mouth devours yours in a lust-fuelled kiss.

Seungcheol swallows your squeal as him other hand moves between your legs. His thumb finds your puffy clot, rubbing practiced circles on the aching bud. You moan into each other’s mouths as your juices coat his unrelenting cock. All it takes is one particularly hard thrust for you to cum all over Seungcheol’s cock.

“Da-Daddy!” You cry out in ecstasy as your cream stains his throbbing cock.

Seungcheol moans along with you. His eyes roll to the back of his head at the feeling of your hot cunt tightening impossibly around him. It almost feels like you’re suffocating his cock, and he loves every second of it. He licks his lips as he fucks up into you, stimulating you through your orgasm. The sight of you cumming is something he’ll never forget. A carnal desire consumes him, and in that moment he realizes he never wants to stop seeing it.

“Cum inside me, daddy.” You whimper in his ear.

You feel Seungcheol’s cock twitch and throb inside you. Immediately, you can tell the idea turns him on as much as it does you. As always, you’re determined to get what you want. “Want it so bad, daddy. Please.”

Seungcheol starts to fuck up into you roughly, groaning when he hears your needy pleas. It’s rare for you to say the word please, and to hear you moan it out so wantonly because you want his cum is driving him insane. As usual, he’s going to give you what you want. That doesn’t mean he won’t take full advantage of your desperation, though.

“Bratty little girl wants her pussy stuffed?” He coos against your collarbone. “You want daddy to fuck you full of cum?”

God, you’ve never wanted anything more. And at this point, you aren’t above begging for it.

“Yes!” You pant, thighs trembling as you move your hips to meet his rough thrusts. “Cum in my pussy, daddy! Fill me up like the nasty slut I am!”

Your words and your fucked out face are enough to push Seungcheol over the edge. He spills his hot cum into you with a loud moan of your name. Lewd squelching mix in with your cries of pleasure, the musky smell of sex permeating the air as your stepfather fucks his cum deep inside your battered cunt.

“Fuck, just look at you.” Seungcheol groans as he keeps slamming his cock against your cervix. “Milking daddy’s cock like the greedy little brat that you are.”

But he doesn’t stop there.

Seungcheol is insatiable, and now that he’s gotten a taste of your tight little pussy, he’s going to indulge himself to his cock’s desire.

One of his strong arms wraps around you. Suddenly you’re flipped on your back. You let out a choked moan as his hands spread you apart and his cock spears into you again. His hips start to snap relentlessly. Seungcheol has never looked hotter than he does now, literally fucking you into the bed he shares with your mother.

His thrusts are deliberate and rough, but he doesn’t stop or slow down. You’re crying out from the overstimulation, and it somehow makes him more ravenous. Seungcheol loves watching you tremble on his cock. You’re already so addicted to him fucking you that you don’t think to ask him to stop. In fact, you plead for more like the demanding little freak that you are.

Is it wrong that his chest swells with affection when you do?

Your arms wrap around his muscular back, yanking him down for a messy kiss. Seungcheol’s aching cock throbs against your velvety walls when you mewl out a needy daddy against his lips. He coos sweetly, lowering his body until his balls touch the filthiness between your thighs. Your stepdad’s big cock is slamming into you to the hilt, and you can practically feel him in your guts.

“Feels so fucking good, daddy.” You whine as he rams his cock into your sweet spot.

Your entire body tenses, and your cunt sucks him deeper, hungry for more despite there being no room left. Squelching noises bounce off the walls as he splits you open. Seungcheol fucks you harder and deeper as if he’s determined to rearrange your insides. He grabs your hips and pulls you to meet his rough thrusts before reaching down to collect your cream that’s formed a ring around his base.

Seungcheol gives you a filthy smirk as he laps up the fluids he’s collected from his fingers. He groans at the taste, knowing he won’t let you leave this bed until he’s made you cum on his tongue. “You taste so fucking sweet when you’re full of me, princess.”

The sight is so nasty and erotic that the coil building in your stomach snaps. Your stepdad leans back, watching with aroused fascination as you squirt all over his cock and cover his lower abdomen in your release. Your whole body convulses as quiet mewls pour from your mouth. His thrusts have slowed into thorough grinds as sticky strings connect your most intimate parts.

“Fuck—Y/N!” Seungcheol groans as he pumps you with another hot load.

“Give me all your cum, daddy!” You cry out, hips moving on their own when you feel his seed spill into your welcoming cunt.

You allow him to move you as he pleases, dragging out your orgasm as it bleeds into another—you can barely breathe as he rubs your sore clit. Seungcheol fucks his cum into you, forcing you to take the previous loads and his fat cock. Your sweet cries of pleasure are music to his ears. He knows then that he can’t possibly let anyone hear the lovely little noises you make.

“This pretty little pussy belongs to me now.” Your stepfather’s possessive grunt has you clenching around his dick. “Gonna fuck you like this every day. Gonna fill this tight cunt with my cum until your belly is swollen with my baby.”

His cum keeps spurting along your sore walls, trying to find space as if there’s any left. You moan wantonly when you feel it seep out of you. Seungcheol moans along with you, loving the sight of his seed leaking down your ass and drip onto his heavy balls.

Seungcheol pulls back with a fucked out smile, sweat brimming at his hairline. His chest fills with pride at your dazed expression. Slowly, he keeps fucking his cum into you, desperate to knock you up how he promised. Wet noises seep into your foggy mind, playing dully in the background to your cum-filled thoughts. He’s successfully fucked you stupid, and you’ve never felt so good.

Your cunt is filled to the brim, his seed coating your hole from the inside out. Seungcheol doesn’t hide his lascivious smirk. The sight just might be his favorite thing—next to that dumb expression you have on your face of course. It only makes him want to do it all over again. Each grind sends little shocks throughout your body. Seungcheol groans gutturally when you lazily start to meet his thrusts.

“My bratty little princess.” Seungcheol coos adoringly as he nuzzles his nose against your cheek. “You’re sleeping with daddy tonight.”

The triumphant little smirk you give him is enough indication to let Seungcheol know that once again he’s fallen into his pretty little freak’s selfish trap.

𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀: 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊

pairings: dom!husband!aizawa x housewife!fem!reader

cw: unprotected vaginal sex, breeding kink, use of restraints (his quirk), praise, unrealistic cervix fucking, womb fucking, clit play, multiple creampies, multiple orgasms, dacryphilia, tummy bulge, cumflation

a/n: i really like this piece :p also in luvv with scruffy man

a scruffy voice laced with small traces of honey proposed an idea to you. aizawa wanted desperately to knock up his dear housewife, even going as far as to track your ovulation. his desire to impregnate you was let loose on the night you figured you'd flash him a new pair of lace panties. your husband's muscular arms carrying you bridal style into your shared bedroom, he places a nibble on your neck in preparation for what's to come. aizawa desires, no. plans to turn you into a fucked out, babbling mess. in order to be a good slave for his cock, aizawa ordered you to bend over the edge of your bed. "such a good girl," he'd coo, knowing full well that you initially gave off such an innocent demeanor. and aizawa himself was fairly decent at reading people. he had no intentions of taking things further with you, that was, unless he was presented with such a treat. with your legs hopelessly strung in the air, aizawa activates his quirk. your hands, now tied behind your back, are pinned at the wrist from your husband's strong hands.

"don't try and struggle, my dear wife." your husband speaks in a gravelly tone. the clink-clanking of a belt buckle rings im your ears, and you turn your head to see aizawa begin to give his cock a few pumps. the way his fingers wrap so diligentely around his shaft... pausing at the tip and meddling with his foreskin. he groans once the tip makes contact with your wet, sopping hole. he taps the fat head of his cock upon your entrance, knowing full well he wouldn't be denied. "a-agh! fuck." aizawa settles inside of you, his huge cock barely situated fully. he attempts to lodge his cock further while tightening your restrains, the urge in his veins tempered with lust. he releases his grasp on your wrists, giving you some breathing room. that is, until the palms of his hands meet your shoulders, and he's absolutely drilling into you. your pussy's unable to digest the feeling of such velocities, aizawa's strong hips stuttering with each forceful pound. beads of sweat forming at his forehead, he stares upon you with those signature droopy eyes. giving a smack to your ass, aizawa withdraws.

"you don't know how to beg properly, do you? well, you're in luck, as i'm a teacher." your neck soon met the force of aizawa's restrains, the tapelike-structure marketing around your neck harshly. "you wanna be pregnant, don't you? my dear. you're going to have to bend over and take it." your neck in upheaval, aizawa thrusts his cock inside of you, this time with no intention of leaving anytime soon. his hands fall on the globes of your ass, nails clawing crescents into your precious skin. all you can do is let your head fall back, succumbing to the pleasure. aizawa quickly jerks your head to the side, ordering you to meet his gaze. the man's eyes are filled with a new breed of arousal, his cock stiffening inside of even more so. the reddened tip penetrates your cervix, breaking through to your unscathed womb up until now. your poor, weak body can't take much more of aizawa's harsh treatment. but, to be a good slut for him, you knew what you needed to do.

soon, you found a way to work yourself back on him, meeting the rhythm of his thrusts and each jolt of his hips. a translucent ring of cream forms around his shaft, which is the only thing left to fuck into you at the end of the day. "g-ah, baby. you're doin' so well, takin' my big cock." aizawa's eyes peel back, hissing in pleasure as he continues to plow into your sweet cunt, womb entirely exposed to the man. you complain. not only that it hurts, but it's too intense. feeling his shaft spear your cervix repeatedly was just too... "i'm cummin', my dear wife. please, clench down on me, won't you?" he orders, and you simply obey. aizawa lets out a loud groan as his fingers aim to rub at your clit. his attempts to hold back his orgasm are faulted at the unreliable, sporadic clenches of your pussy. you're so close yourself that with aizawa's fingers on your aching bud, you came immediately. feeling your cunt contract all the way up to his base, aizawa pistoned himself as deep as he possibly could.

"p-promise, i'll knock you up, babygirl. my balls are so heavy and full for you..." your tongue lolled out to the side, you're unable to comprehend aizawa's menacing speed even after he'd orgasmed. "i'm g-gonna cum... again. and again..." aizawa chanted, your name slipping off his lips in small doses. and the man known as eraserhead doesn't lie. his balls tighten as he powers through the previous orgasm, his shaft coated in your slick cream by now. he's loosened his grip on your throat, luckily, but the motions of his hips seem never to slow. you can feel it in your stomach... each thrust was complimented with either a growl from aizawa or a shrill from your own lips. he knew how deeply he was fucking you. he was an experienced man, though he'd never entirely breached your cervix in the past. the feeling in his lower abdomen began to build up, aizawa's incoming orgasm about to burst. "why are you crying, my dear? it feels good, no?" he stalls, easily able to hold himself back once he notices the salty droplets. he can't help but get off on the sight, his perfect housewife being fucked dumb on his cock. most likely on her journey to motherhood already due to all of aizawa's cum from the first load.

aizawa thrusted a bit more sensually this time, adjusting his hips in order to hit your sweet spot perfectly. your eyes are bombarded with tears, both from the delicious pleasure and the agonizing pain. though, you couldn't reject the fact that you enjoyed being aizawa's little fuckdoll. his bitch to fill up. his set of holes to let off some steam on. "i'm going to go a little easier on you and let you off the hook. but, for next time. i won't hesitate to restrain you if i sense disobendience." you thank your husband, who swells with pride. aizawa ordered you to lie on your back as he took you in missionary. he could easily slip back inside of your warm cunt as quick as he withdrew. as your legs coddled around his waist, you feel aizawa's hips start to move, tentatively and with precision. "look at me," his darkened orbs stare directly into yours. he couldn't hold back much longer, especially with that tiny bulge appearing in your tummy. aizawa locked lips with you, and as your tongues fought, aizawa felt himself tire. his kisses turned sloppy and uncoordinated. it was messy, passionate lovemaking. "gonna fill you up, you bitch in heat!" aizawa growls, increasing his own stamina.

with a few more harsh jolts of his hips, your dear husband spurts inside of you. the amount of cum he ejects is nothing like before, and it poisons your blood with lust. it's thick and warm consistency becomes heaven to the two of you, who are still miraculously grinding your bodies against each other in a state of deprived hunger. aizawa's cum slips past your thighs and trickles down to his drained balls. as your husband rides out the remnants of his orgasm, he lets out a lowly sigh. you inquire if he's alright, and it's when you notice that he's immediately fallen asleep on top of you. snoring, and all. still inside of you. half hard. your tummy bulge had started to die down as you began to exert more pressure on your stomach, pushing aizawa's thick ropes of cum out in hopes that he'd wake up. but, he didn't anytime soon. although, while in the midst of napping with him after sex, you could detect slight spasms of his once again hardening cock. ready to go for a third round the moment he opened his eyes.

Omg your Madara posts are soo satisfying, Can you plz do Uchiha Sasuke nsfw links too :)

Hey! Sorry for the delay! 🥺 I hope you like this🤞. Do send a feedback!❤️

Warning ⚠️: Contains graphic material, rough sex, 18+, MDNI. Also if you are uncomfortable with this, do not interact.

⚠️This is not proof-read⚠️

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These are the links.

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Even though he has trouble showing people his emotions, don't let him deceive you. This man is crazy about sex.

Sasuke is the kind of man who enjoys having hot, passionate sex with you. He will treat you like his princess in public, but will bang you hard and rough all while degrading you like a slut at home.

As he is away for long periods of time due to the missions that are assigned to him, when he's back home, he will dick you down every chance he gets, irrespective of the time of the day and the surroundings.

You both have done it everywhere, the hokages office, in the dark corner of the alleyway behind the school and even at Naruto's place.

He's always hard. If he is not working, all he can think about is pumping you full with his cum. He loves fucking you, watching your face go dumb with all that pounding.

When you are at home, you are not allowed to wear any underwear or clothes that he can't rip off immediately.

Watching you in skimpy clothes, your ass and tits jiggling with every step you take, turns him on beyond your imagination. He will either finger your pussy or finger your ass. Sometimes he'll just pinch your clit till you come, squirting your juices all over the floor.

Any chance he gets,his dick will be inside your pussy breeding you. He loves the thought of you fat and pregnant with a baby and will suck on your boobs till they are raw and sensitive, as a practice for future.

He loves when you deep throat him. He'll hold your hair and make you choke on his dick repeatedly till you drink his cum, swallowing all of it without spilling a single drop on the floor.

You are not allowed to masturbate. If you want help, you need to go to him. He'll help you by fingering your pussy so hard, that you leave his room whimpering, you pussy satisfied with pain and pleasure.

He knows all your spots, and knows how to reach them. He loves it when your legs shake with all the pleasure. Even though your pussy is sensitive, he will repeatedly hit your cervix, bruising it and make you cum over and over again.

He loves it when he comes back home and you are sitting on the sofa, your pussy spread for him, all wet, and your leg spread out, looking like a tasty meal. He'll ravish your pussy. He'll first eat you out, sucking the life out of your clit, making it hard. Then he'll tongue fuck you while one his hands keep rubbing your clit furiously. He'll rail you the whole night, first in missionary, then in doggy style hitting all the good spots. Then he'll take you anally, his one hand choking you while three fingers are inside you pussy, pumping you. The pressure of having both your holes filled is too much for you. Before you know it, you are squirting all over him. Even though your pussy is super sensitive, he won't stop. He'll pound into you, cumming inside your pussy over and over again until his cum is leaking out of both of your holes.

If you act like a brat, he might use clamps on your nipples and clit to teach you a lesson.

You are nothing but his pathetic little fucktoy, his slut that he'll use to revive the Uchiha clan.

cw: nasty smut, breeding, marathon sex.

Just imagining being cock drunk on tanjirou's girthy cock. Fat, swinging and thick piece stretching your pink gummy gummy walls out and carving the 'Kamado' family name into it.

He's fucking into you with your elbows locked in his grasp, ass smacking his weighty balls and tears making just as much a mess as your drooling pussy is.

Tanjirou with one knee up, kissing your squishy cervix with his deep purple mushroom tip. His robe is falling off his shoulders, his shaggy hair coming undone as the sex continues. The air reeks of fucking, but he won't let up. You have to continue the Kamado family line, and he won't see you for months on this next mission of his.

When he comes back you better be rubbing the underside of your bump, ready to greet him with fat milky tits, his dinner and a fat pregnant wife.

Mikey

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BANG IN THE MIRROR. | M.FUSHIGURO.

OCT 22ND. MEGUMI FUSHIGURO + MIRROR SEX.

KINKTOBER M.LIST. / M.LIST. / TAGLIST. / KOFI.

ৎ୭ synopsis. a girls day out with nobara has you blowing up megumi’s phone with pictures of you in the cutest, tightest, shortest dress he’s ever seen—and after a few more sinful messages, your dress makes its debut in your boyfriend’s private show.

ৎ୭ wc. 6304.

ৎ୭ genre. mdni, 18+, smut, college!au.

ৎ୭ cw. please read ! heavy smut, characters aged up to twenties, fem + bimbo!reader, praise!kink, slight!iexhibitionism, sexting, orgasm control, body-worship, fingering, bondage, cum-play, cum-eating, mirror sex, clothed sex, unprotected sex. not proof read, beware of errors.

ৎ୭ author’s note. ree it’s friday again! today i bring you a fic featuring my sweetest boy, i hope you all enjoy! apologies for my absence this week, i hope you’re all safe and well <3

ৎ୭ now playing. cyber sex - doja cat.

the night started, with a text.

megumi’s barely paying attention when a text under your contact of ‘sweet girl’ rolls through. it’s all in lowercase and there’s one of those heart shaped emoticons stuck right next to your name— one that he knows you’d put down yourself because he’d never do that on his own and he’d never have the heart to change it, even though your contact sticks out like a sore thumb in his recent calls and texts, against the sea of capital letters and full names.

megumi barely looks as he opens your chat, phone in one hand while he quickly jots down notes with the pen you’d gifted him in his other hand. it’s kinda funny how much of you resides with him even while you’re apart— nobara having stolen you away today for a girls trip to the mall, giving the dark haired male time to study something else aside from your eyes, your lips, the curve of your waist…

he had time to focus.

except for now when his gaze slips to your text, lighting up his screen, reading the words without a second thought, a smile playing at his shiny lips just thinking about you.

sweet girl ♡ at 5:59PM - i thought of you when i bought this, do you like it gumi? the colour reminded me of you!

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alhaitham, childe [ajax], thoma x f!reader ౨ৎ . . . nsfw — mdni ໒꒱ ⋆˚✩. oral [ m -> f && f -> m ] / facials / cumplay + eating / breeding kink / creampies / petnames / thoma calls you "puppy" / use of "mommy" && "daddy" in childe's / praise. comments + reblogs supa appreciated!

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ALHAITHAM

alhaitham doesn't think he'll ever know a prettier sight than when you're down on your knees, looking up at him with those bambi eyes that never fail to get his cock twitching in his pants. he doesn't think he'll ever know a prettier sight than when he paints your face with his seed, rubbing it into your lips with the his thumb until they’re coated with a glossy sheen. and he most definitely doesn’t think he’ll ever know a prettier sight than when your lips are wrapped around his fingers, whimpering sweetly at his taste.

“oh, fuck, good girl— keep strokin' my cock like that,” alhaitham's fists have his armrests in a vice grip, earpiece laying long forgotten on the office desk and head thrown back as he feels your lips sucking at the tip of his cock.

a groan pushes past him when your hand squeezes tighter around his girth, pumping up and down his length tantalizingly slowly— but with just the right amount of force that you know will dot his vision with white spots when he cums.

your tongue replaces your lips as you lick up his slit, free hand fondling his balls. it’s enough to push him over the edge and send the coil in his stomach unravelling, his trembling thighs being an easy indicator of it.

“cumming… cumming—” thick ribbons of his milk gush all over your face, coating your skin and lips as he watches his cock jump through tired, lidded eyes. he doesn’t take a moment to catch his breath— impatient as ever when he's with you— and cards his fingers down through your hair to tenderly grip your chin, tilting your face up to better examine his work of art, “such a smart girl, a pretty girl... hah— wonder what the sages would say if they saw you like this.”

pride swells in his chest when he runs his thumb over your bottom lip, spreading his cum over the supple skin there. before he can pull back, your fingers find his wrist, clasping it as you open your mouth to encircle his digit with your tongue. the sloppy sound of you sucking on it and the gentle vibrations of you humming at the musky scent and the sharp taste of his release coax an expletive from him.

alhaitham can’t help the way his cock twitches back to life at the sight in front of him, remnant drops of cum spilling from his slit onto your bare chest.

“you really know how to take it out on me, huh?”

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ CHILDE

what childe loves the most about you is your smile. a smile so bright and beautiful— it nearly left him blind the first time he caught sight of it. he fell fast and hard; and he vowed to protect it, to make sure not one teardrop spilled over your bottom lash. what childe loves the most about you is your smile— but he thinks the way you’re shedding tears whenever you’re underneath him and begging for his cum is enough to rival that.

“please… please, ajax…” your calves quiver atop your lover's broad shoulders when he bottoms out again, balls heavy against the curve of your ass, and his cock twitching against the velvety warmth of your walls. he has you folded nearly in half— thrusts deep, slow, and calculated as he peers down at your strained expression through the strands of ginger hanging in front of his face.

“please, what? use your words, sweetheart.”

tears gush out over your lash line and dribble down your cheeks, “please, cum inside, wan’ it s’bad— please, please, please,” your chest rises and falls unsteadily as you sob out, fingers threading through mussed hair as they search for purchase in his roots.

a guttural groan escapes the confines of his throat when he hears the crack in your voice and notices the tears staining your skin.

he’s broken you.

oh, he thinks you look so sweet like this— panting and whining; so greedy with the way you’re begging for his hot milk— it has blood flooding down to his cock like never before, “y’want my cum? y’wanna make me a daddy?”

you hiccup, a tremor working its way through your limbs at his words, “uh huh—oh, fuck—!” and then he begins to pound into you without warning, knocking the air out of your lungs as the tip of his dick abuses your cervix with the sole intent of flooding your womb full of his seed.

“fuck— gonna cum so deep inside, gonna make you a mommy— gonna make you the prettiest fuckin’ mommy—shit,” he leans down to swallow your cries, lips sloppily brushing over yours as your hot breath fans his face, “c-cumming—” he’s whispering against the shell of your ear as he shushes your pleasured wails, your fluttering walls milking him for all he’s worth when he spills inside you.

yeah, he’s definitely knocked you up.

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ THOMA

thoma would spend the rest of eternity with his face in between your legs if he could. he’s not ashamed to say he’s addicted to your taste— he loves the way it spreads over his tongue as a thin sheet of syrupy sweetness, he loves your pretty cries, but what he loves most is to hear you praise him. your pleasure is his pleasure— and he can’t help the way he cums untouched whenever you spill all over his chin and whine out how good he is, how perfect he is for you.

“thoma, thoma— f-fuck, right there…” you peer down at your lover through hooded lids, feeling your pulsating nub swell with blood under the suckling of his lips, the fire in the pit of your stomach only growing brighter with the continuous quirk of his index and middle finger against that precious bundle of nerves that lie deep within your walls.

his free hand trails over the love bites he left on the insides of your thighs from earlier on in the night, emerald eyes flicking across your heaving frame to drink in your expression.

you look so pretty from this angle— thoma swears he sees a halo hanging over your head.

bottom lip trapped in your top two teeth, head leaning back against the headboard, restless fingers bunching up the cotton by your sides as your cunny clenches around the two digits inside you— the sight's enough to leave his head spinning.

and the sounds you’re making— god, he doesn’t think he’ll be able to hold out much longer. soft mewls of his name and breathless chants of, “please, please, please,” engulf his senses along with the taste of your sweet nectar coating his tongue.

“doin’ s’good, thoma— fuck, you’re so perfect; love you, i love you so much...”

your praise travels straight to his cock, and it has his hips jerking down against the bed, “fuck— p-puppy, gonna cum,” and then he’s moaning into your cunt, the vibrations sending a sharp wave of pleasure through your nerves as you both cum together, your juices coating the bottom half of his face and his seed seeping through the thin fabric of his boxers to wet the bed.

he rides out his high by grinding down into the mattress, his grip on your thighs getting tighter when he feels the sweet stickiness of your essence against his chin.

but this isn’t enough— he needs to taste more of you, needs to have you writhing underneath him, needs to hear you begging for him to stop.

he’s insatiable.

reblogs + feedback are supa appreciated ꒰๑´͈ ᵕ `͈๑꒱