Doctor's Orders

if u are angry at another girl try pressing your boobs together competitively while u r covered in oil

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First Time

Fic type-> NSFW + request

Tags-> Sub/ bottom Jayce, Jayce’s first time bottoming, no protection/ cumming inside, so amab reader.

Word count-> 1560, just about a short story

AN-> I can’t find a way to reply to the initial req so I hope you find this anon, also it was a nightmare trying to publish this but I’m glad I got it done in a timely manner.

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“This ok?”

“Yes just, feels… different.”

You’re careful to ease your finger inside of him, for the first time that is. You’d both decided to ‘switch it up’ given Jayce is usually the one fucking you- not that it became boring or anything no way, (the rumours going around Piltover were in fact true) it’s just you’d been together long enough to start experimenting a little. And this seemed like a solid first step into unknown territory, at least for Jayce.

“That’s it.”

You mumble, leaning in to place gentle kisses against his jaw, trailing down to his neck and collarbones as you eventually reach your knuckle. You begin ever so slowly pulling it back out again when you feel his hand on your shoulder.

“Wait, wait just…”

“Yea?”

Stopping your movements you look up at him, quirking an eyebrow. He looks unsteady, sending a pang of worry through you.

“We don’t have to do this…?”

His mouth hangs open a second or two before answering.

“No I do want to, I do, and I don’t think you can be any gentler… but it’s all new and- and weird and…”

“Different?”

His lips form a small smile, you breathe a subtle sigh of relief at his reassurance.

“Yes, so let’s just, go slow.”

You take out your finger and grab the bottle of lube from beside you once more.

“Ok, do you want to adjust or anything? Then we’ll try again.”

He reaches behind him and takes one of the pillows he was laying his head on.

“Put this under me, I feel too sat-up.”

And that you do, you may feel a little further away from his face than before but that should change soon.

“Let’s try more lube this time, see if that helps.”

You squirt some on the same finger as before, getting some on the one next to it, and place one of his legs over the top of yours for a better angle.

Your eyes meet in a silent agreement before you look back down to the task at hand, placing one of your own on his waist.

The finger enters him once more, able to make it to the knuckle fairly quickly this time.

You steadily insert the second, making Jayce groan quietly at the stretch. You begin moving your fingers in, out and around without prodding too much just to get him used to the feeling. He takes a gasp of air when you brush over his prostate.

“Is-“

“Just keep going.”

It’s not like Jayce to interrupt. Glancing up you notice him staring at the ceiling, a faint flush on his cheeks. Deeming him a bit more than okay, you continue.

“Alright.”

You find the spot once more, curling your fingers and putting some pressure against it. Jayce only lets out a breathy moan and lets his eyes fall closed briefly.

“Yea that’s… that’s good.”

You smirk at his reaction.

“Hm, that’s an improvement.”

You continue like this for around a minute more, making double sure he’ll be ready for the real thing. You probably would’ve gone on for longer if he hadn’t started to get impatient.

“I’m ready, it’s fine now.”

“You sure?”

“Yes I’m sure, trust me.”

You take your fingers out and put some of the remaining lube on them on your ever-hardening dick. You grab the bottle and put some more on just to be safe.

“Just, c’mere, please.”

You shuffle closer to him on the bed, he puts his other leg on top your thigh without you having to ask him too. You bite your lip as you line yourself up, then slowly start pushing yourself in.

Jayce’s thighs flex as he tenses up.

“Just relax for me, nearly there…”

You think it good to start stroking him to distract from the foreign feeling. He sighs as you feel his body relax a little, you hook your other hand around one of his thighs near to his hips. Your bodies get pressed flush together as you enter him to the hilt.

“Ooookaaayyy…”

A breathy whisper from Jayce as he adjusts to the fullness inside of him. His hands land on you anywhere they can reach for support (and probably not knowing what to do with them otherwise). Needing some stimulation yourself, you roll your hips into him and lean down to kiss him too to distract from the movement. You both groan into the other’s mouth at all the new sensations.

Kissing down his jaw again he lets his head fall back and you feel his gentle pants against your ear.

“You feel so good Jayce, so tight.”

“M-more… please…”

He sounds hesitant, but equally as desperate. A tone you can’t resist.

You let your own need slip through the reigns as you start pulling your hips back more and more with each thrust. Jayce’s hands reach up your chest, one going up to squeeze your shoulder. He can barely contain his own noises as you find a steady but still gentle rhythm to fuck him to, now abandoning his dick in favour of holding his hips instead.

“C’mon, shit, you can do more.”

“We said we’d take it slow-“

“Fuck that…”, he looks up at you with those eyes you know all too well. His eyebrows furrowed but his eyes still wide- pupils blown,

“… so fuck me.”

You sigh and hoist one of his legs up so his calf rests on your shoulder. Your thrusts pick up again- only faster this time. He throws his head back as you make his body shift with them. An audible slapping sound echoes from your hips against his ass.

“Fuck!”

A light sheen begins to form on both of you, his dick now leaking against his navel- hard and twitching.

“God Jayce… doing so good f’me.”

You take hold of his cock in one hand and begin stroking in time with your thrusts, the other is placed next to his head to prop yourself up some more. This pushes him deeper into some sort of half-folded-missionary position. He moans as he looks down at the sight of himself getting fucked like this.

He throws his head back again to look up at you.

“Harder, please harder, I can take it, make me take it.”

You wouldn’t be surprised his he was rambling at this point and he already looks thoroughly fucked-out, so there’s not a chance you’re slowing down now.

“Fuckin’ hell, didn’t know you’d be so desperate for it.”

You let your head hang as you let go of his cock and opt for pulling his hips towards you more, dragging him down the pillows.

“Didn’t know it’d, it’d be so good- right there, please.”

Try to keep drilling into the same spot, fatigue starting to get the better of you with the pace Jayce has set.

“Always a… piece of work with you huh?”

Heavy breaths intertwine between you as you let your head fall just above Jayce’s shoulder, almost rutting into him like an animal. His moans and whines fuelling you now that you feel your legs start to shake-

“Harder.”

“No-“

“Why-“

“Need to cum, gotta pull out.”

“Inside...”

You groan into his shoulder as you feel his arms grip your back, nails digging into your flesh.

“Jayce… fuuuuck.”

The leg not pressed into his chest wraps around your waist, urging you not to move another inch. You come to a still as he presses you against him as best he can with his leg between the two of you, you can’t help but cum inside of him. He reaches down to touch himself as he arches his back into you, high-pitched whimpers being let out into your neck.

“Jayce-“

You feel his cum paint your stomachs as his walls spasm around your spent cock.

Both in a post-orgasm haze, you release your tight grip on the other. Just settling for a few seconds of being near each other before you start to get too warm against Jayce’s burning skin.

“We have to do that more often.”

“Come on, clean-up’s gonna be harder now that I came inside you.”

“It was better than I had thought it was going to be.”

You scoff and smile at his comment.

“I’m not one to over-hype things Jayce.”

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A while later you two dry off after a shared shower, clean sheets on the bed. (courtesy of you, and only you).

“So, outta ten?”

Jayce tries to turn to look at you- already comfortable in bed- as he pulls on his sweat pants, stumbling a bit in his hunched flamingo-like position.

“Er, is that how we’re ranking sex now?”

“I don’t know, I just wanna know how it was. Thoughts, feelings, whatever.”

He doesn’t bother trying the strings at the front as he lays himself down across your legs.

“I told you already.”

“No I mean like, what happened to taking it slow you know?”

You smile knowingly at him, reading him like a book as he fidgets a bit.

“It was… really really good.”

“Aw, just good?”

He raises an eyebrow at you, before you wave a dismissive hand in his general direction.

“I get it, I get it.”

You both lay quietly for a few moments, both just taking in each other’s presence.

“Didn’t know you’d be a cumslut though-“

“O-kay, that’s enough talking for today.”

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giving a sleepy, overworked viktor head late in the lab..? and because hes so tired he's just dumb and needy....???? (ig somno if you squint)

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“what do i have to do to pull you away from that?” you sighed, practically hanging off the back of your lover’s chair. you took a quick glance at the clock in the corner of the room, soon to approach midnight. viktor answered you with a simple, deflective hum and you rolled your eyes. if he didn’t complain about the exhaustion making his chronic pain flare up, you would have pulled him away from that desk with your bare hands and throw him on the nearest plush surface. you sighed again, a little louder this time, a little pointed.

“am i boring you, love?” he rasped, exhaustion heavily coating his voice and thickening his accent.

“you really can’t take your eyes off that thing for just a second?” you leant down over his shoulder, exasperatedly nodding toward his project. “not. one. second.” he answered, not even raising his eyes to meet yours, focused entirely on scribbling down what looked to be an equation.

oh. you took that as a challenge.

wordlessly, you gently nudged the wheels of his chair away from its place flush against his desk. he barely noticed, only giving you a slight furrow of his thick brows. you rounded the chair in front of him and slowly sank to your knees. “not one second?” you tilted your head coquettishly. at your words, he allowed himself to spare a glance at you, kneeling before him, under his desk. his breath hitched in his throat, trapping his response in his chest. a glance was all he could afford if he wanted to focus. even in the dim lamplight, you could see the faintest brush of pink across his cheeks. smirking triumphantly, you carefully reach up for the zipper of his pants. he loudly clears his throat when he feels your fingers so close.

“darling.” he called as a warning, stopping short in his work but still refusing to tear his eyes off of it.

“you want me to stop?” you asked earnestly, though you were sure you already knew the answer. he fixed you with a look. a permissive look, but a firm look, like an ‘i can’t resist this but i also won’t endorse it’ kind of look. you bit down on your grinning lip and pulled his pants down entirely. you could feel him tensing his muscles under your hands, willing himself to keep his focus on his work. you slowly pulled his cock from his constraints, giving it a single kiss on the head.

a soft groan rumbled in his throat, one hand dropping his pen and moving to cover his mouth. he could not look at you. he could not look at you. if he looked at you, he’d be done for the night, his brain would be absolutely fried and, oh, goddammit. your cheeks are hollowed, pretty plump lips wrapped around him, mischievous eyes glinting up at him. “fuck.” he groans again, closing his eyes and letting them open in your direction, finally. you braced your hands on his thighs, making sure to dig your nails into the pillowy flesh of his good leg. you finally got those pretty whines to come out. “evil…” his chest rises and falls heavily with each labored breath, becoming more and more ragged the more you fill your mouth with him. “evil woman.”

you giggle as much as you can with him on your tongue and it vibrates oh so good around him, causing him to toss his head back and whimper, “please…” one hand blindly reaches for your hair, gently tangling his long fingers in your locks, guiding you. oh, you’ve got him now. “oh, god, please don’t stop…” you will yourself to take him as deep as you can, and he hisses as he feels his cock hit the back of your throat. he opens his eyes to check on you, pulling you off for a moment. he takes the brief respite to tilt your chin up and give you a few quick kisses, babbling things like sweet girl and i love you so much and i’m sorry for neglecting my poor little darling and i could never say no to that pretty face in between. you can’t help but giggle at his sleepy verbage, more mushy than usual.

“that’s cute.” you take his hand off your chin, threading your own fingers through his. looking at his achingly hard cock. “i wasn’t done, though.”

he gives you one of his cocky, lopsided smiles and pats his lap. “no, no you weren’t.”

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🤭🤭you guys.....

Ok but I just know that Frank Castle is a moaner. Like yeah, yeah, yeah, grunting growling, groaning, sure sure sure— he moans.

Like... moans.

When he's able to, when he can afford to fully be comfortable and let his guard down.

He's pounding into you like it's his last day on earth and he's moaning the whole fucking time. He's watching and listening to how good he's making you feel and he just can't help himself. He's going to let you know how good he's feeling, he's a talker and a moaner.

You cannot tell me otherwise.

Would cream my pants tbh😋

Looking in her eyes and saying, “Make it hurt please.”

Melvik agenda >:}}

MelJayVik

thinking about these three in bed, Jayce not being able to keep his hands to himself and Mel deciding to do something about it while Viktor occupies Jayces mouth, his throat being probed while his insides are rearranged by Mels gold plated HexStrap and trust they tease Jayce practically the entire night, teetering him right on the edge before pulling away getting him so worked up he's all teary eyed and begging, while Viktor just scoffs caressing Jayces face while saying "This is what you wanted, no?".

When they do finally let Jayce cum he's sniffling and crying, babbling out a thank you to Mel who'd finally let him cum before he blue balled, gently rubbing his tip as she asked "Gonna be a good boy now?", Jayce would nod and breathlessly parrot her "gonna be good...." his throat raw from all his sobbing. :(

I LOVE this series so much 🤭🤭

Trine [10]

Anselm Vogelweide x Blue Jones x afab!Reader • Rating: 18+ pals Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | request info • Kinktober 2024 Masterlist • Kinktober 2023 Masterlist • Day 28: Cock Rings

Summary: Anselm has a new toy for Blue.

A/N: This was meant to be for kinktober 2023 (I'm so sorry).

Trine Masterlist

Warnings: threesome, anal sex, cock rings, oral sex (f! receiving), anal cream pie, coming on someone's stomach, cum eating, anal oral sex (m! receiving), butt plugs, not beta read, please let me know if I have missed a warning!

Word Count: 1592

Blue shivers when you kiss his neck, leaning back and pressing closer to your soft touch. He sighs happily, his eyes half closed. 

Then he yelps as Anselm flicks the cock ring around his length. 

Blue scowls and Anselm chuckles at him. 

“What was that for?” 

“That,” Anselm moves closer, taking Blue’s jaw in his hand, “was completely for my amusement.” He kisses Blue wantonly, licking into his mouth and sucking on his tongue until he is a panting mess, gasping for air. 

“How does it feel?” You whisper in Blue’s ear, stroking one hand down his chest and hip, skirting around the curls between his legs. 

Blue nods.

“Not too tight?” 

He shakes his head. “Feels comfortable… a little odd.” 

You smile and kiss his temple and Blue preens. 

It’s a triple cock ring in stainless steel that Anselm, of course, had custom made for Blue. A ring rests around each of his balls as well as at the base of his heavy cock. 

“Come on now, my loves,” Anselm gives you both a cheeky grin, “enough hugging and kissing and let’s get to business.” 

Blue pouts a little and you purposefully hold him a little tighter and litter his forehead and the side of his face with kisses.

“When have you ever said that’s too many kisses?” You tease.

“When I could be getting fucked.” Anselm purrs, stroking your cheek and kissing you softly. 

You smile, slipping out from behind Blue and giving his ass a little pinch when he grumbles. 

You go and sit down on the bed, pillows propped up on the headboard so you can sit comfortably. “Do I get a bit of a show?” You grin. 

Anselm chuckles, “Oh, I hope so.” He gets on all fours on the mattress, facing you. He leans down a little and kisses your ankle, nipping lightly at your skin. 

You tut with good humour and lightly push his face away with your other foot. 

Blue bites his bottom lip a little nervously as he glances between you both. A little knot of anxiety low in his stomach. 

Anselm grabs both of your ankles and sinks his teeth into your calf, grinning when you yelp and giggle, and delighting further when you plunge your hand into his hair. 

You glance up at Bue and give him a warm smile. ‘It’s okay.’ You mouth softly at him and he nods. 

Blue moves onto the bed behind Anselm and lightly grabs his hips. Anselm stills, pressing his beard to your leg as he lets Blue take his time. 

Slowly, Blue runs his hands along Anselm’s ass and the back of his thighs, seeming to commit everything to memory before he lightly pulls the buttplug out of Anselm completely. 

He groans into your leg, eyes rolling back as the thick toy pops out of him. “Sehr gut, meine Süße.” Very good, my sweet. 

Blue shivers at the praise, his cock throbbing. But his hands shake ever so slightly as he pours lube over himself and then adds a liberal amount to Anselm’s already well lubricated hole. 

Anselm arches his back slightly, making the action easier and moaning headly as the cool substance runs along his skin. The top of his cock brushes against the cotton of the bedsheets, smearing precum and making him shiver. 

“Come on now, my love, I want to feel you inside.” He groans, his fingers holding onto your legs while you pull at his hair lightly. 

“Don’t be a brat.” You tease softly, “let him take his time.” 

Anselm pouts playfully at you. “I’ll remember that, my love.” He says darkly. 

“I hope you do.” You give him a cheeky smile. 

Blue notches himself at Anselm’s entrance, swallowing as he starts to ease inside. 

Anselm groans, throwing his head back, “that’s it, meine süße, that’s it, I can take you.” 

Blue whimpers, shivering as he sinks deeper. Anselm’s muscles squeeze around him, drag him deeper and he gasps. A wave of lightheadedness washes over him at the warmth. 

“Oh,” he lets out the tiniest sound and you smile. 

He presses closer, thrusting in the last few inches and grunts as he leans forward, practically laying over Anselm’s back as he breathes and gathers himself. 

Anselm moans delightedly, “Ah, wonderful, wonderful, I can feel you in the most perfect spot.” It’s Anselm who starts to rock back and forth, encouraging Blue to move.

Blue bites his lip, sitting back up on his knees and holding onto Anselm’s hips as he bucks and grinds, letting the older man completely control the pace as he clings on for dear life. 

“Blue,” you say softly and his attention snaps to you immediately. “You okay?”

He nods rapidly, “Feels really good,” he whines, his expression tense as he tries to master the sensations running through his limbs. 

“You like being inside our husband?” You tease and he whimpers. 

“Yes, I do mommy, I do.” He bites his lip again hard, gasping as his skin heats up and burns. 

Anselm rocks back forcefully against him, groaning and muttering praises. 

You grab Anselm’s hair a little tighter, forcing him to bend his neck back, “Ah, my love,” he groans and grins. 

“Stop moving.” You lean down and kiss his nose. Anselm smiles happily and does what you ask straight away without question. He stills his hips, only wriggling ever so slightly and enjoying the sensation of Blue filling him completely. 

“Come here and keep your lower half still.” As you settle back down you gently coax him down with you, pressing his head between your legs. 

He groans, his hands grabbing and squeezing your thighs as he drives in and swirls his tongue around your clit. 

You breathe in deeply, your muscles clenching as he laps and sucks. You swallow, letting him hook your right leg over his shoulder and press your heel into his upper back, so that he is now truly, face down ass up. 

You look back to Blue, “Now, sweet thing,” you smile at him, trying to keep your focus and not fall under Anselm’s spell immediately. “I want you to fuck him however you want, understand?” 

Blue nods a little uncertainly. 

“He’ll love it.” 

Blue smiles back softly and takes an experimentally slow thrust, pulling out and back in and revelling in the wet sound of the lube as his cock is practically sucked inside. 

Anselm moans between your legs as he laps at your pussy, his fingers digging into your skin. 

Blue gasps, shivers as he picks up his pace. He moves, placing one foot flat while kneeling with the other leg so he can put more power into his thrusts. Anselm’s walls clench around him, squeezing rhythmically. 

“Fuck.” Blue bites his lip, bucking harshly. He can’t stop his body from moving even if he tried, his muscles switching to overdrive to chase the pleasure completely. 

He can’t tear his eyes away from you both, how Anselm’s fingers spread out on your skin, how you arch and writhe under his mouth. 

Anselm groans, the sound low and deep as Blue pounds into him, his heavy cock hitting perfectly against his sweet spot and making him light headed. The friction is delicious, deep and heady as he stretches him wide, bullying further and further inside. 

“I’m, I’m,” Blue sobs, he shouldn’t be so close already, surely the ring should be helping him to hold back a fraction? But the sensations are burning and twisting so tight in his belly, pulling so hard on his bones. His balls try to draw up but the ring stops them, heightening the sensation.

Your eyes meet his as you keep Anselm’s mouth flush against you so he can’t get too bossy. “You can come Blue,” you whine, your blood singing with the promise of bliss. “Come whenever you want.” 

He cries out, tears in the corners of his eyes as he comes hard and deep, spurting into Anselm and filling him up rapidly. The cock ring draws out the pleasure, makes it last and last and last as he falls forward, gasping for air. 

You coo softly, muttering praises as Blue whimpers and pulls out slowly, his cum leaking out of Anselm’s entrance. 

Quickly, he ducks forward, licking up the older man’s balls and lapping at his hole as he reaches around and pumps Anselm’s heavy cock in time with the laps of his tongue. 

Anselm’s back bows, he practically growls as he feels Blue’s warm and eager tongue. 

“Ah, that’s it Blue,” you whine, your breathing catching as Anselm presses two fingers inside you as he sucks on your clit. “Make him come.” 

Anselm curls his fingers, rubbing perfectly at your walls as he swirls his tongue, purses his lips and you cry out, your fingers scraping along his scalp. 

Pleasure rushes over your nerves and whites out your vision, leaving you dreamy and weightless and Anselm works you through it. 

Blue groans excitedly, wriggling as your sighs hit his ears. 

Anselm moans as your cum hits his tongue, lapping greedily before he sits up quickly. Blue moves back, surprised, but Anselm wraps his hand around Blue’s jerking himself quickly and then gasping as he comes all over your stomach in hot, thick ropes. 

He sighs happily as he shakes, coming down from his high and softly takes hold of the back of Blue’s neck. “Time for clean up, my love.” 

He doesn’t even need to guide Blue to your skin, he practically jumps on you in excitement, his tongue lapping up Anselm’s spend. 

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