Let’s Say Wife!abby And The Reader Are Trying For A Baby, How Do You Think She’d React To The Reader

This right here ✨DELICIOUS✨ I need more

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H.SHINSO | K.DENKI | F! READER

WARNINGS☆ | f! reader, trans ftm kami, sadist! shinso, pet play, oral (f! and m! receiving) collaring, leashing, humiliation, taking photos during sex, names called: mutt, puppy, brat, dog | muzzle (hitoshi’s mask to be exact) used on reader, dog commands given, cum swapping, barking…?

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leaving you with kaminari was like begging for trouble and the blonde was determined to break your good girl streak with shinso. nothing a few pictures wouldn’t help.

☆

your back arched off of the bed in another agonizing orgasm, vibrating through your body unmercifully as kaminari’s slender fingers pistoned in and out of your sopping cunt. his mouth was latched onto one of your breasts, tongue lavishing at the hardened nipple with a wanton hunger that never seemed satiated. with his body slotted between your legs, lewd songs of him suctioned to your chest, there was no hope in clamping your trembling legs closed, no clear out to avoid the onslaught of torture on your already pulsing pussy. how many times had you cum already, you weren’t sure, but the two curling fingers within you were creating a shameful squelching, your juices flooding between the crack of your ass and saturating the sheets below the two of you.

“kami, just- i just need a moment.” you gripe, slamming your palms down on his shoulders for some kind of reprieve, a request that went unminded.

it wasn’t until you laced your fingers through his honey gold locks, tearing his head away from your tit that he came up for air, sucking it into his lungs as if he had forgotten breathing was a necessity. your eyes fluttered, breath hitching at the sight of his debauched face slathered in his own drool, glimmering over his intricate lightning scars that seemed to appear and disappear in different places on his skin. besides his beauty, the pathetic whine that ripped from his throat was enough to make your stomach tighten in threat of another climax, your hole clenching around the man’s fingers. a sick grin split his face, all teeth and mischief, filthy in all aspects of the word.

“you like this, dont’cha cutie? the thought of getting caught?” he purred, sliding his fingers from you and licking them clean with a skilled tongue.

he was referring to shinso, who luckily, was still on his daytime patrol. he didn’t approve of his /pets/ playing without his knowledge, especially not anything that ended in cumming without permission. and again, how many times had you cum? enough to be guilty, and boy were you drowning in guilt. you didn’t do this, push his buttons. you liked being his good girl, his angel, the receiver of all his sweet words and soft touches. but you longed to get the treatment kaminari got most times, redirection, punishment. kami seemed to thrive off of it, search for it, poke every nerve until hitoshi bent him over any nearby surface to remind him of his place. his punishments could be downright cruel, sometimes to the point he asked you if you wanted to sit the scene out, because you weren’t like kami, not completely. the blonde liked pain, he liked to be slapped around from time to time. a lot of the time. but when you did sit those scenes out, you still got included in the sugary sweet aftercare.

the soft kisses, the gentle bathing, the cuddle pile snuggles that felt like home. you wanted to experience that intense headspace at least once, even more to feel the come down in shinso’s arms with that silky voice of his washing every worry away. your thoughts were interrupted by kaminari pulling his phone from one of the pockets of his shorts..

“what are you-“

“sending the big guy some pictures, i’m sure he’d wanna see how pretty you look right now.”

“kami, please!” you go to reach for the phone, frantic to snatch it out of his hands but he was too quick with moving away from you. “don’t show him!”

he giggled, holding it out of your reach, “don’t tell me you’re scared? it’s fun when he’s all riled up…you know he hasn’t had the best day today and god i love when he’s mad.”

the blonde had the nerve to wink at you, going to open the camera app to your dismay. a pout formed on your lips, knowing this was probably denki’s idea this whole entire time. the pretty boy sunk back down between your legs, re-spreading them, pressing kisses to your sweat-damp skin. your clit pulsed out of sensitivity, darting your gaze away from him when he went to close his hot mouth around the bud. your head tossed back, cursing at the feeling of his pillowy lips coating themselves in your wetness, tongue rolling out to slide between the puffy lips of your pussy, humming at the tang, nipping at the skin when he pulled back to smile.

“god- fuck- kami s’too much.”

he didn’t listen to your pleas, his own cunt hot and sticky between his legs as he started to devour you like a man starved. only when you were panting, squirming, begging him to ease up, did he take a few selfies from his spot between your legs. your thighs adorned his ears like muffs, your fingers were damn near ripping out his hair, and when you finally came another time you hadn’t even realized the bratty blonde had taken a pretty little clip of you coming undone. the writing was on the wall, you knew you were fucked when the sounds of the messages sending were ringing through the room. even worse, the thoughts of how the violet haired hero would respond made you ache.

yes, you were fucked.

☆

“havin’ fun over there goody two shoes?.” kami spared you a sideways glance as he was kicked back on the sofa, his ankles crossed over one another on top of the coffee table as he clicked through the different channels on the tv.

a deep exhale rushed from you through your nose, your eyes trained to the floor on the small space between your knees where you knelt directly in front of the front door. you were chewing the inside of your cheek, clenching your fists on top of your cramping thighs as you waited for him, hitoshi, to come home. the guilt had been eating at you since denki pressed send, fluttering your stomach with nerves. you couldn’t wrap your head around how he could be so calm when shinso hadn’t even responded, only read the messages. that was hours ago, and kaminari was completely unphased, which was hard to grasp when he was usually the one who got the brute end of their owner’s frustrations. despite this fact, he was all smiles, excited even, for their impending doom.

“don’t call me that, i just enjoy following his rules- unlike some people.” you muttered the second half under your breath but he heard you all the same, even smirked when you sent him a glare before facing the floor again.

“well you broke several rules, hun. one of them you broke over and over and ov-”

“kami, just fucking shut up.”

“all i’m saying is, the deed is already done, no use sitting there in one of those silly positions when he hasn’t even come home yet-”

the rest of the blonde’s sentence trailed at the sound of keys, then the unlocking of the front door. you swallowed, keeping your eyes low as the man of the hour entered the house, still in complete uniform. you could tell by the dirty boots he was wearing. even after being outside most of the day, the man brought in a waft of cologne with him, a scent that drooped your shoulders immediately with the sense of comfort it provided. you waited patiently for his usual acknowledgment, a pat on the head or the usual praise of how pretty you looked waiting for him. but that never came. he only crouched to rid his feet of his boots, walking around you as if you were an obstacle in the way. he hadn’t even looked at you. suddenly there was a sinking feeling in your gut.

“blondie, where do dogs belong?” shinso sighed, tugging his voice modifier from his face and setting it on the arm of the couch.

“not on the couch, sir.” denki bit back a grin, slipping to the floor with ease and pressing his face onto the man’s knee. you turned your head slightly to watch the scene, your bottom lip wobbling as shinso started to scratch the man’s scalp in greeting.

you wanted to protest that you hadn’t been on the couch, but decided not to. you just had to be patient, this was clearly a test, and you were pretty good at passing his tests.

“where’s your collar, kaminari?”

“i didn’t wear it today, sir.” the blonde said simply, setting his chin on the taller man’s knee, smiling up at him with the dopiest grin.

you rocked impatiently on your knees, wanting to mention how you had worn yours. it sat around your neck perfectly, tag with the initials ‘HS’ resting on your sternum. there was a loud whistle directed at you, one that made you snap your head up hopefully. your eyes landed on his face, his features unreadable and stern.

“right here, mutt.” he jabbed a finger downward, right in front of his other knee.

mutt? that wasn’t what he normally referred to you as, it was puppy or doll. you swallowed the lump in your throat, crawling towards him on your hands and knees, sitting where he requested. you went to put your face against his knee, like denki had done, craving any type of affection from him, but he immediately nudged you away.

“i need denki’s collar, and the two-sided leash. go on, fetch.” he waved you off, didn’t even look at you when he asked, he was too busy tugging off the other man’s shirt.

“but- sir-“ you started to say…well now you weren’t sure with the way his eyebrows started to raise.

“if i have to repeat myself, you’ll regret it.”

that was all it took for you to scramble to your feet, a pep in your step as you went to go find denki’s thin black collar. it took you longer than you would have liked to find the leash he asked for, but when you did you brought both items back to the man, reclaiming your spot. you expected praise, or at least a damn smile, but again…nothing. he was focused on tightening denki’s collar and then he clipped his leash to yours, connecting you to the blonde. that was the most attention you had received since he got home.

“there you go, such a pretty boy aren’t you. so perfect.” shinso pressed a kiss to denki’s lips, the blonde tilting his head in confusion but parting his lips for the tongue that was slipped into his mouth.

“sir…” you tried again, to gain his attention, “may i have a kiss too?”

he let out a deep, annoyed sigh, pulling away from kami to glare at you. it was so intense you wanted to back away.

“you sure are talkative today.”

“you usually give me a kiss when you get home, or a head pat or-“

“and you usually behave.”

you felt yourself deflate, your eyes darting to look at denki then back at shinso, before opening your mouth once more. you wanted to plead your case, point out that it wasn’t your idea. you shouldn't be punished alone, not when kaminari had broken way more rules than you. shinso only raised a hand, silencing you before you even could string your words together.

“no. enough.” shinso picked up his voice modifier, fastening it to your face.

this was new, it almost felt like he was muzzling you, it was humiliating.

“you will not speak until i tell you. got it.”

you nodded, reaching up to touch the mask, confused but enjoying how much it smelled like him.

“let’s see if you actually understand, hm.” he reached forward and fiddled with something on the side of the mask.

“speak, mutt.”

given the greenlight, you went to voice something, an apology maybe, but all that came out was a very distinct barking sound instead. it scared you so bad you jumped, looking up at shinso with wide eyes.

“that’s better, yeah? now you can hear how much of an annoying dog you are.” he leaned forward, slipping his finger into the loop on your collar, yanking you forward, “now sit here, and shut up.”

your eyes started to water, well up with hot tears as shinso once again, went to focus on kaminari. but the blonde was no longer smiling, guilt was showing on his face. he felt bad, for once, for trying to get you in trouble. even more so, denki wasn’t getting what he thought he would. he had expected a punishment, but all he was being given was praise and affection.

“hitoshi, it wasn’t her fault. i was trying to get her in trouble-“

“that’s okay, angel. we both know you are a dumb little puppy who can only think with his cunt. she knows what’s expected of her.”

☆

you watched intently as shinso threw his head back with a deep groan, pushing denki’s mouth further down on his cock. they had been going on like this for over an hour, hitoshi taking his time to thoroughly fuck the blonde’s mouth. every time he was pulled forward, you unfortunately had to go with him since you were chained to him. you wanted to taste too, at least lick at his heavy balls that were right in front of you. he spared you a glance, slowing down denki’s pace, drool dripping down his shaft.

“does the mutt want my cock in her mouth too? want me to fuck that little throat of yours?”

you nodded, trying to ignore the throbbing of your pussy.

“i can’t hear you.”

your hands balled into fists, pushing down the embarrassment to beg. but you couldn’t, the room just filled with those pathetic barking noises, whines too. shinso’s face went smug, the first time he seemed amused this whole time.

“louder. i know you can beg better than that.”

your ears burned as you continued to bark, tears staining your cheeks and wetting his mask.

“should have thought about that before you disobeyed me.” he went back to thrusting his hips, gagging denki with his size. he growled at the feeling, dragging himself back and forth over the man’s tongue.

“just like that blondie, gonna- christ- gonna cum in this pretty mouth of yours.”

and he did, held the blonde by his hair and shot his load onto his tongue. you watched in awe as his cock twitched and throbbed inside of kami’s mouth, making him whine at the taste. he slipped his dick free, tugging on the bright hair, “don’t swallow yet…be good and hold it okay?”

god, his voice was so gentle with him, how it usually is with you, and you hated the amount of jealousy that was coursing through you. shinso reached over to pull the mask from your face, thumbing your tears away. you melted into his touch, hiccuping and two seconds away from climbing into his lap.

“kam’ , share with her. i think she deserves a treat.”

you didn’t even have time to process what he said before kaminari was pulling you in for a deep kiss, swapping his spit and shinso’s warm cum with you. you moaned softly as he pulled you in, tongue exploring your mouth wildly, almost too much teeth, but that’s how it felt to make out with denki. he was always so worked up when it came to kissing. you swallowed your share of cum, breaking the kiss to catch your breath.

“th-thank you, thank you sir.” you looked over to shinso who started to unclip the two of you.

he helped you climb into his lap, letting you nuzzle into his arms. he pressed a kiss to your forehead, chuckling softly, something deep that rumbled straight through you.

“that was mean, huh? but you did so good for me, baby.”

you felt like you could cry again, but he tilted your head up to kiss your lips and you almost purred at this.

“took your punishment so well. the best girl a guy could ask for.” he dipped to your neck, nipping at the skin there, making you flinch in surprise, a shudder rippling your spine.

“please, ‘toshi.”

“don’t worry, i’m gonna take good care of that little pussy of yours.” he whispered this in your ear, his other hand patting the couch so denki could join in on the cuddles.

“i need to see you cry for a different reason now...”

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poor chubby reader thinks that he’d never be into her, thinking that she turns him off when in reality he can hardly hold back from getting hard whenever she’s around. he always has to adjust his pants and lays his cock against his thigh so that she won’t notice how hard he is. he jerks off to the smallest of things that she does like, placing his hand on his thigh, fixing his collar for him and fixing his hair for him. sigh if only she knew how infatuated he actually was with her :(

He should put me in a headlock now\(^ヮ^)/\(^ヮ^)/

smut | 18+ mdni.

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley definitely thinks he’s a soft dom.

Wholeheartedly.

He has a lot of patience, he’s cool headed most of the time and knows how to stay that way even if he’s in a sticky situation. Barking out almost everything he says, giving you a good pat to the ass as praise. He’s still getting the hang of understanding all of you, eyebrow cocking up your stupid mistakes. But he’s calm, taking your jaw in his hand to look at him, making sure you don’t get ahead of yourself, takes time to correct you so you can get better at what you need help with.

It’s not like you were bad, no, you just had your off days. ‘Everyone does honey’ Simon reminded you constantly. You were well mannered, politely asking or declining when you needed to.

But my GOD, that brute, he gave you hell.

He’s manhandling you every which way imaginable, folding you like a lawn chair. When you trying to get the rest of his swelling cock inside, whining and clenching around a quarter of him— he’s pinning your hands down with one of his calloused hands, turning you slightly on your side so both of your legs are over his right shoulder and harshly yanking you to look at him by the chin.

“What did daddy say ‘bout bein a greedy bitch mama? You know better.”

Loved putting you in a full nelson so you had to stay there and take every veiny inch of him. He’s calling you everything but a child of god.

“Such a slut, makin a mess all over me. Look at this shit.”

“Squirtin like a fuckin fountain, what a messy fuckin pup. Pretty bitch on my dick, yeah?”

And when you’d refute being his puppy, he’s putting you in doggy style. Pressing his hand on your small of your back to create the meanest arch imaginable, drilling into your gummy walls while pulling at your curls.

“Pantin like a fuckin bitch in heat, ‘nd you say you’re not my pup. Fuckin lie, that is.”

He makes it his mission to fuck you till all you can think about is ‘Simon, simon, simon, daddy, daddy, daddy—‘

And he’s stuffed you completely full, your mixed cum spilling out and forming white rings around his dick. You’re drooling, eyes seeing stars, tears down you beautiful skin and he’s snapping his fingers in your face.

“Hellooooo? earth to [+]? Is that thing on?”

Simon’s laughing at the state of you in the crevice of your neck. He adored to see you absolutely wrecked for him. Overstimulated from cumming too much or edging you till you were babbling, whimpering mess. He scuff, pushing your pretty curls out of your face to properly look at you, relentlessly ramming every inch he could into your sweet spot, you slapped at his shoulder and swore it was all ‘too much’ and how ‘you couldn’t cum anymore.’ But there you were, still a moaning mess, cunt still clinging onto his manhood for dear life and dripping down his thighs.

With a ‘thwack’ to your tender clit, and a tight grip on you’re throat,

“Fucks sake, just shut up and cum already.”

You don’t even know what the fuck is happening to you when you cum. Legs shaking, stomach turning into knots, mouth agape because the moan won’t let itself out. And then you feel it, warm fluid hitting your cervix while Simon’s tip pulses inside you. You pass out for God knows how long, but Simon is yanking you out of the darkness by playfully flicking your temple. You’re still subbed out, immediately going to cling to him like you always do. He’d hum at the action, loved his needy baby. That’s when the soft comes out.

“Did good for me princess. Always been my good girl.”

“Let’s get you cleaned up, long day tomorrow, yeah?”

a/n: Simon’s an aggressive lover, it’s true. It’s science.

Rubbing you through your underwear until you're dripping, needy, and begging to be fucked. I want you to make a mess in those panties for me, they're going in your mouth later so you can taste yourself when I breed you.

\(^ヮ^)/\(^ヮ^)/\(^ヮ^)/

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Request: fem/afab cat hybrid reader and first time taking werewolf boyfriend’s knot?

Plug you up to shut you up

Werewolf x cat-hybrid fem!reader || dom/sub undertones, phone sex (kinda), edging, orgasm denial, knotting, oral sex

“It won’t fit,” he told you for the thousandth time.

“Yes it will,” you argued, also a for the thousandth time. Your tail moving around in agitation. You weren’t asking much of him, just for his knot. You two had been dating for a few months, you deserved to be stretched and stuffed, didn’t you?

“No it won’t. Stop asking about it, you’ll get hurt and I don’t wanna hurt you.” His worry was adorable and you wanted to hug him about it, but also scratch his face because he was being way too nice about it.

“I won’t get hurt!” You argued again.

“Yes you will, you are tiny and your pussy is just too tight for it to fit.” His voice was exasperated, like he was arguing with a kid, or like he was a dom arguing with his bratty sub… Which was pretty much what was happening right there.

“Pretty please…” You asked, looking up at him, blinking slowly, trying your best innocent look.

“No,” he repeated. But you saw a hint of a smile in the corner of his lips. He was going to agree, you just needed to try a bit harder.

“Pleaaaaaaaaase…” you repeated, pouting. You caressed his chest slowly and acted all coy. He loved when you did that.

He sighed. “Ugh. I hate you.”

You jumped, happily and hugged him around his middle. “No you don’t, you love me so much you are going to stuff me with your knot.”

He grabbed your wrist and kissed you until you were out of breath. When you broke apart, he told you: “Okay, but we need to do some prep first.”

“What kind of prep?” You asked, already suspicious of his intentions.

That’s how you found yourself wearing a plug in the middle of the day. He bought some kind of special plugs that were made exactly for your purpose. There were five of them and you were supposed to change them during the day leading to the knotting. He did a lot of research before buying them and was so serious about it that you couldn’t be mad about it. He was adorable, like a puppy.

He woke you up earlier that morning, knowing he had to go to work, just so he could eat you out and plug you with the first size. It was a bit uncomfortable to move around, but you could deal with it. It was fine. You made breakfast and worked for a bit before he video-called you.

“Hey darling, what do you want?” You asked, busy with your latest drawing. You had a deadline soon and wanted to do as much as possible as fast as possible.

“It’s time for you to change the plug,” he reminded you. There was an edge in his voice, the exact same edge as the one he had when he was ready to push his dick inside of you. Fuck, how was the tone of his voice so fucking hot? Being madly in love with a werewolf was fucking with your brain, you now got wet when he talked. Just talked. Insane, you were going completely insane.

“Yeah, right. Will do,” you answered, not paying too much attention to him as you reached to end the call.

He stopped you. “Hey wait! I want to see.”

You looked back at the phone like he grew a second head. “What?”

“I called so I could see as you change it. I want to see.” His voice was pleading, but demanding. The idea of him calling you just to see your pussy was making you all kinds of hot and bothered, and it was annoying. But you agreed, because it was making you all kinds of hot and bothered. Fuck, you wanted to cum so bad.

You positioned your phone so the frontal camera was looking at your pussy, your face extremely red as you parted your legs. You could hear his intake of breath as you parted your lips and he saw the base of the plug still inside. His grunt of pleasure made you whimper as you pulled the plug out. Your pussy gaped as he groaned.

“Fuck, kitten, look at you. It looks so puffy and swollen for me. You are going to look so pretty wrapped around my knot.” You blushed harder, trying to insert the second size without knocking off the phone. You whimpered again when it made contact with your swollen clit. “Fuck, do that again. Touch your pretty pussy for me, kitten.” His growl was so deep it made you groan. You complied, running the plug up and down your slit and getting it all wet. You were so ready to come you wanted to beg. “That’s enough, kitten. You can’t come, remember? I told you that this morning.” You whimpered, but obeyed. You wanted to be a good kitten. You pushed the plug inside, feeling the stretch but still comfortable with it. “Good job, you are doing perfectly. How does that feel?”

“Go- good.” Your voice broke down when you lowered your leg and the plug pressed against your G-spot. Fuck. This one was going to be harder.

“I will call you later for the next size. Love you, bye!” His cheerful nature annoyed you to no end. He called you, got you all hot and bothered and then had the audacity to forbid you from coming and then hang up on you. Fucking werewolves (affectionately).

It went exactly like that three more times. Each size up was harder and harder to adapt to. You felt so stretched and needy you wanted to grind against every single surface, unable to sit down since size three. You had been standing around, trying to clean but failing. Every time you bent down to pick something, it pressed against your G-spot and you saw stars. When the fifth plug was inside of you, you couldn’t hold it anymore and had to call him.

He picked up at the second ring. “Please… Please come home. I- I need…” You whimpered, unable to keep talking.

“I’m on my way, go strip and wait for me on the bed. Face down, ass up. Be a good kitten for me.” He instructed. You followed his instructions without even processing them. “Don’t hang up on me, talk to me, tell me what you did today.” You could hear him walking around, closing the door to the car. The anticipation was killing you.

You tried to tell him, to distract yourself so you wouldn’t grind onto the bed until you came all over yourself. You told him about your new project, about the art supplies you wanted to get, and he listened and asked questions. Without realizing he arrived home.

You heard the door closing as he hung up the phone and ran to the bedroom. You were exactly how he instructed, face down, ass up. Your tail was going crazy from side to side waiting for him. You felt on the edge of the biggest orgasm you’d ever felt, and he was just standing there.

“Please…” Your plea broke him out of his stupor, tearing off his clothes as he approached the bed.

“Good goddess kitten, you look good enough to eat. Are you ready? Do you still want this? You can say no.” He was always so sweet that you wanted to cry, but at that moment it infuriated you.

“Knot me already!” You cried out, more than ready. You always appreciated when he asked stuff and asked for consent beforehand, but in that moment you were beyond any questioning, you wanted to be filled. You wanted to be stuffed with his knot.

He didn’t comment anymore, he lowered his pants and threw them someplace behind him. You could hear something breaking, but you didn’t care. He slowly but surely took the plug out as you cried out his name, grinding back against air as your gaping pussy dripped with fresh juices. You were so turned on you could cry. Maybe you were crying already. You couldn't feel anything apart from his hand on your hip and the tip of his cock at your entrance.

He didn’t ask anymore. He pushed right in and you groaned, coming instantly around him. Your claws tearing through the bed sheets. He grunted behind you, not stopping. He held your hips secure as your arms went limp under you and you face-planted to the bed. He kept fucking into you and telling you how pretty you looked, how good your pussy felt around his shaft. You came at least twice more before you felt the knot forming.

“Do you want it? Tell me you want my knot, kitten.” His voice was soft and demanding, and it made your insides melt. You loved that stupid werewolf so much you could squeeze him until he disappeared. But right now you needed his knot more than anything.

“Yes. YES. Knot me!” He didn’t wait anymore. He pulled your tail up, making you scream as he pushed his fat knot inside your pussy. Your eyes crossed and your brain turned off. The only thing you could feel was the stretch of his knot and the first shot of his cum deep inside.

“Does that feel good, kitten? Do you like to be so full you can’t even talk?” He chuckled at your blissed out face. “Guess it does, you love it, don’t you?” He rolled his hips and you opened your mouth to say something, but you could only drool in pleasure, too fucked out to even control your saliva. Embarrassing. But so fucking good you could die impaled on his cock and you’d die a happy cat. “If I had known all it took for you to shut up was to fill you to the brim I would have done it sooner.” You tried to argue with him but when you opened your mouth the only thing that you could do was moan as your eyes rolled back into your head. It was insane how big he felt inside of you, how stretched you felt. It was like you were going to break apart, but at the same time, his knot was the only thing keeping you together.

By the time the knot went down, he was still grinding inside of you, your pussy raw and abused. It felt like pain and pleasure mixed in the most excruciating sensation you’d ever felt. As soon as his knot deflated, he was there, tongue and fingers and playing with your used hole. He licked and sucked and made out with your pussy until you were coming again. And then another time. Your body couldn’t hold you up anymore, and you gave up trying.

“I like you like this, limp and fucked out. We should do that again.” His voice was cheerful and animated, and you wanted to scratch his face for being so fucking annoying. But good lord if you didn’t want to be fucked like that again. “I take that groan as a yes,” he said with a laugh.

Ugh, fucking werewolves.

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miguel knows he's so big n you're so small compared to him but when he's balls deep in your pretty pussy he doesn't care. he makes you take his cock all the way to the base, laughing when you try to crawl up the bed away from him. "mig- can't take it." you sob, but he's not having that. "don't run, mama, you can take it. you always do." n when you give in and let him push his fat cock into your poor pussy, he’s all praises. “see, baby? knew you could take this dick. love stretching this pussy out.”

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HI HES SO PERFECT IM SCREAMIGN HOLY😍😍😍😍 I NEED THIS MAN LIKE RNNN HELLO WHAT WHO ALLOWED HIM TO BE THIS FINE

Treat me like a rag doll

request: I headcanon Simon as a gentle dom but by reader’s request, Simon roughly fucking you :((( having his cock in your mouth and tears in your eyes as you moan from him hitting the back of your throat :(( massaging his balls. You just want to be covered in his cum!! Simon having enough and hastily getting you up into his arms and finally fucking into you while holding you up. He’s nipping at your jaw and neck, grunting into your ears and letting his mouth run wild as he talks about your wet pussy. Bonus points for a very sloppy creampie :(((( I just want his cum so bad it hurts

sloppy drooly sex w simon :(((

you asked simon to be rough w you this time and even though he was unsure at first because he knew he wouldnt hold back he agreed :(((

simon and throat fucking !!!! he wouldnt even let you have your way :(( hes got his hands tangled in your hair holding your head and forcing his big cock down your throat :(((

and when you look at him with teary doe eyes that man loses it 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 he will throw his had back while the sluttiest moan makes his way out of his throat 😵‍💫

and he will cum all over your face!!! and make you swallow his cum that went in your mouth :((

'swallow it, love' and then you open your mouth to show him that you did in fact swallow :((

'mmh yeah, thats my good girl' 😵‍💫 (istg that man-)

and then he scoops you up in his arms (because yes that bitch can manhandle you no matter your size) he burries his face in your chest or neck and leaves hickies EVERYWHERE!!!! :((

no because he WILL grunt in your ear and nuzzle his nose in your hair 😵‍💫

'nngh, fuckin' love this pussy, baby' while hes nipping at your jaw :(((

and then you both cum at the same time 😵‍💫 but im telling you that man can cum so much that he cums both inside of you and all over your tits and tummy :(((

hes sloppy hes messy and i need him so bad.