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Headcanons: Different Versions of Eren and How They Fuck You

a/n: this one goes out to @the-princess-button , whose fanfics inspire this. 💛

Warnings: nsfw, unprotected sex, oral sex (m! and f! receiving), fem! reader, creampie, cum shots, voyeurism, rough sex, after sex care, hair pulling, face sitting, unedited.

Paradis Eren is gentle and caring. He loves to hold your hands when he is putting his cock inside of you because you have the habit of squeezing it when he is completely inside. During sex, he will call you his "baby girl" or His pull out game isn't all that strong and he comes relatively fast but he only does so once he is completely sure that you have been satisfied and, if he can't hold it in, he will eat you out while his cum oozes out of your pussy, he loves the taste of his seed mixed with the taste of your juices. He gives the best after-sex cuddles of all times.

Marley Eren likes it rough and raw. He refuses to wear a condom because he believes that he can pull it out on time when, in reality, he just has a breeding kink and, with your consent, he likes to pretend you don't know he is coming inside of you and asks you to pretend to be mad at him once you're done having sex. He is an asshole who has a degradation kink so he loves to call you a little slut. He is also really into teasing, he will pull his cock out the second you are about to come because he just likes seeing the look of despair on your face. He does give you cuddles after and breaks away from his "rough" persona.

Hobo Eren gets hard extremely fast and easily, all it takes is a sniff of your panties and he is all ready to go. The amount of times he has stolen your underwear and used it to rub his cock is insane. He loves nothing more than to come on pieces of your clothing that smell like you. When he gets to touch you, you let him fuck you in the ass and he whispers underneath his breath all the time about how tight it is and you feel as his fingernails dig through the skin of your hips. He pulls out before coming on your back, cock twitching against your ass. You do this at least once every few days.

Manbun Eren has a silent way of telling you he wants you to sit on his face: He will put his hair up and lay on the bed, face up and hands on his abdomen as he patiently awaits for you to take off your underwear and take a seat on your throne. He loves to place his fingers inside of you while his tongue goes through your clit. He would rather suffocate in between your thighs than to use his hand to prop you up. Your nails dig through the paint of the wall as you search for any kind of balance. You makes you come one, two, three times, as many as it takes to get your legs shaking.

Paths Eren has the biggest dick of them all. He likes to gently lay you down on the sand and feel every inch of your body with his fingertips. He will place his head on your shoulder and begin rubbing your clit in circular motions or side to side or even just getting some light touches directly on the bud. He doesn't need to use his cock to please you but, when he does, it touches deep inside of you, perfectly hitting your g-spot with his every movement. He loves nothing more than to hear the little moans that it drags out of you and even the way you claw his back with your nails. He comes inside of you multiple times until you are so full of his cum that nothing else can fit inside of you.

Dilf Eren absolutely lives to fuck you on the kitchen counter. He will bend you down on the marble and appreciate the sight of your ass up and your pussy dripping wet for him. His dick goes in with such ease that it drives you insane and the way he wraps your hair around his fist to pull your head backwards causes your pussy to become more wet than before. His free hand goes back and forth between your hips and your mouth, covering the area to keep you quiet as to not awake his kids up but the sound of his crotch hitting against your ass would be loud enough to do so. He asks you to suck his dick so he can come on your mouth because he doesn't want another kid, at least for now. He makes you breakfast afterwards.

Pilot Eren has a thing for voyeurism. He will send the co-pilot to take a nap and, as soon as he is out of sight, he will pull his cock out and pull you by the hand, placing your palm on him. He is already hard so it isn't hard for you to begin stroking him. When he starts to buckle his hips up in synchrony with your hand, you bend down and place your lips around his cock, tongue swirling around the top before licking it all the way down to the shaft. The sound of the other flight attendants walking by and even when one of them touches the handle is enough to drive him over the edge and you can feel his hot cum flowing down your throat. He leaves you a hot, horny mess and can't wait to land the plane so he can fuck you.

Virgin Eren has absolutely no clue about what he is doing. He even needs help putting a condom on, only for it to slip off inside of you and he needs to spend the next twenty minutes digging for it. Once he gets it out, he asks if you want to keep going and you laugh at the situation the two of you find yourselves in but the answer is yes nevertheless. Without a condom, he asks if it's ok for him to come inside and, when you say yes, he is ecstatic and he does so immediately. He uses a little tissue to clean it up afterwards and asks if you would spoon him.

hey pookie hope you’re doing well 👻

can I req toji eating y/n out and she asks him to spit on it 🙇🏽‍♀️

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💬: f! reader, f!receiving, he spanks your c!it 18+

toji‘s buried between your thighs— rough hands gripping alongside your legs to prevent you from squirming, but oh you couldn‘t help it. not when he was giving you the best toe-curling experience of your life. toji stared up at you with dark green eyes as his tongue practically slurped you clean, a long stripe to make you yank onto his hair. he‘s so messy to where he‘s happily nose deep, it‘s swiping against your nub and you have to lightly bite down on your bottom lip before whimpering loudly.

“f—fuck, toji…” you sniffled, cute fingers getting tangled into his messy obsidian-rooted locks. toji was so pussydrunk— his viridescent half-lidded eyes and lazy smile completely showed it.

he used a rough right hand to spread your thighs just a bit more— feeling your right leg cutely start to shake before you whine, “mfph—w—wait, toji.”

he looks up at you, pausing, and he carnally swipes his tongue against his dampened lips. undeniably attractive. “. . yes, darlin.’?”

you panted, having to catch your breath and it was adorable— toji blankly stared at you hands still gripped on your legs as his chin rested against your thigh, a seeming less dull pout forming on his lips as he waited for you to speak.

“. . i— u—um,” you stammered, suddenly growing nervous once he‘s staring you. toji always had such a stern, intimidating look on his face. “can you . . ?”

toji raises a brow. “spit it out, princess.”

you whine. “you’re not gonna do it, and you’re gonna think it‘s weird, toji.”

toji chuckles, abruptly rubbing a thumb against your folds to make you whimper. “princess, i promise i’m not gonna think it‘s weird. just tell me. besides, you interrupted me from my meal.”

you let off a short breath. “o-okay,” and for a few seconds you pause before nervously rubbing the back of your neck, staring down at your boyfriend that was directly between your legs. “can you maybe.. spit down on it?”

toji suddenly smirks, his dark thin eyebrows parting a bit at his change of expression, a lot more smug now. “. . oh,” and he lowly laughs. “baby, you know i‘d never say no to somethin’ like that,” and you moan— watching toji rub circles against your clit, it‘s growing a lot more of a quicker speed and you start to pant again. “want me to spit on this pretty pussy, then i‘ll do it jus’ for you.”

your chest heaves a bit— and just before he prepares himself, toji gives you a teasing pinch.

“eyes down here the entire time. i want you to watch me be messy for you.”

you felt a rapid pulse ring through your ears before nearly moaning from his thumb rubbing against your throbbing nub. “okay… t—toji…”

your eyes meet towards toji— and he gives you a single lick against your cunt before you watch him gather a decent amount of his saliva before he spat right on your pussy. the moment it hit against you, you moaned— and embarrassingly enough, you started to pulse excessively.

he watches it run down your slit slowly— rubbing the stubby pad of his thumb against it once more before licking his lips, only to lean in and give your sweet folds a good suck— cleaning his saliva right back up, making sure to not miss a drop.

“. . mhm princess . . ” he grunts lowly, his voice is raspy and low before you whine, feeling his spank your cunt lightly. you bite your lips— it was abrupt and new yet you wanted more, you couldn‘t stop throbbing. toji sees your needy expression before smirking.

“heh. y‘want me to do it again, don’t ya?”

I hate when people think xiao is super dominant and he’s gonna top you big time. no no. the second you lay him down and sit on top of him with your hands running down his toned torso, he’s covering his face blushing. literally such a sensitive little mess. although, a possessive xiao is something i definitely have to agree with. he’s definitely one to get himself worked up and jealous over something so stupid and end up grabbing you by your neck and fucking you ass up while telling you your his. <3

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THE CABIN IN THE WOODS

Day 29. Incest

Pairing: dad!GojoSatoru x daughter!reader

Synopsis: Your dad meets your new boyfriend for the first time — who’s your daddy?

Warning: soft!Gojo, incest, daddy kink, nipple play, cunnilingus, dry humping, creampie, handjob

wc: + 1.5 k

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˖˚˳⊹ deepthroating feat. childe : scaramouche : dottore : pantalone : zhongli : diluc : arlecchino x fem! reader from the 5.5k event special

˖˚˳⊹ warnings: nsfw : deepthroating : strap-on (arlecchino)

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗘

that low rumbling chuckle that escaped childe’s throat was almost sinister if anything, followed by the sight of your mouth full of his heavy cock, shutting you up in an instant. His hands would interlock themselves with the soft strands of your hair and snapping forward where he wanted to have his tip prod on the most, your throat. It’s so warm and firm, —he figures—, the way you’re flexing your muscles around his tip made a shiver run down his spine, he needed, no had to feel more.

Soft noises snapped himself back to reality once you hiccuped against his length, his pace lazy but steadily, not wanting to hurt you in any way either, you’ve been so good to him after all! Letting him just plunge into your throat like that was a gift from the heavens if he’s being honest. "you’re always so good to me." He’s repeatedly chanting this sentence with every bounce of his cock buried deep inside your throat. You were so full too! saliva dribbling down your chin and from the corners of your mouth while you breathed heavily out of your nose, hands slowly drawing circles over his thighs to reassure him that it’s okay and you can still take it. Like mentioned before, he wouldn’t want to hurt you in any way, you’re his love after all. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗠𝗢𝗨𝗖𝗛𝗘

the wet noises replacing the quietness of the room you were currently in with scaramouche. Body nestled in between his thighs while you were kneeling in front of him. He’s sputtering in between harsh sucks of your mouth, almost losing it whenever you hollow your cheeks to coax yet another deep groan out of him. He has got to change whatever was going on right now, more so he absolutely disliked not being in control of certain situations. His eyes locked gazes with your own, "you know how much I hate it when you tease me." he was careful with his words, barely a whisper if anything.

you, of course, weren’t able to answer because of being stuffed full with his cock, only nodding frantically before rolling your eyes back at the harsh snap of his hips inside of your wet mouth. Your throat would always grab him like a vice, —the feeling was to die for—. The saliva that pooled out of your mouth coating your face as you resorted to breathing through your nose due to the inability of doing it any other way. Scaramouche was happy now, "that’s better." he‘s cooeing that sentence with an almost pseudo friendly tone, slapping sounds of his pelvis remotely hitting you were now bouncing off the walls with great ease. Who knows, maybe if you were being extra obedient today, he’d return the favor to you.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗗𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗘

"just like that." dottore's rough voice was turned into a soft whimpering once he sheathed himself deep inside your warm mouth, "this is what you‘re made for." you were only able to hiccup against his length as a way to respond, bobbing your face up and down his heavy member while your hands found their way to his round balls, —that were eagerly waiting for some attention from you—. His features were almost heaven like: painfully intimidating eyes locking gazes with your own glassy ones. He was just way too big for your mouth to fit in, deperately trying to spread your lips further for his girth to fit but you still had some troubles.

dottore only laughed at your pathetic whimpering, thinking that all your hopeless attempts to satisfy you would come in handy somehow later. His hands were tired of your slow pace as they nestled in between your hair strands, grabbing a fistful of them and pushing you down on his length until you hit his pelvis, nostrils filled with the musky scent of him as you tried your best to breathe out without gagging around his girth. His dark and audible chuckle, —that was barely hearable to anyone—, brushing over your ears and making you shiver. He wouldn’t wait any longer and fuck your throat, lolling his head back whenever he’d feel you clench around his heavy cock. You weren’t exactly surprised by his harsh behavior but didnt complain either, far too turned on by the way he used you as his own personal cock sleeve. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗘

Truth be told pantalone was rock hard all day, could barely wait before he can finally push himself deep inside your wet mouth. You were always so happy to please him after all! The first grunts fell off his throat at the haste intrusion of his fat cock in your mouth, setting up a lazy pace in the beginning. He wasn’t in for doing a lot most days since it wasn’t his job to satisfy his needs, it was yours. Today was different though, blame it on him being so fucking horny all day long but the second you circled your tongue over his girth and brushed over that one particular throbbing vein of his, he figured this just wasn’t doing it for him right now.

his balls were straining, tensing up and begging to spill his seed deep inside your throat, so he did the only rational thing in that moment, meaning he grabbed a fistful of your hair to push you against his twitching length. The way you moaned at the sudden snap made you gag against his girth, the man above you almost seeing white if it wasn’t for his immense self control. You were eagerly bobbing his cock in and out of your mouth before he grinded himself deeper into you, holding you still while his swollen tip prodded against your throat.

You knew what was coming next, it was almost a bad habit of his but pantalone loved throat fucking you more than anything. "open up open up." He’s chanting lightly, —with that smile of his—, which always managed to make you shiver against his hold. The brutal pace he was going for now made your throat straincgreatly. You were trying to wrap your lips firmly against his girth while both his cum and your saliva dropped heavily down the floor, staining the carpet underneath you. He could feel his balls tighten as the knot from deep inside his gut finally broke, spilling his cum in thick spurts into your throat, the warm feeling of his seed calming you down as warm tears spread over your cheeks in the process.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗭𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗟𝗜

You know how thick his cock was, not to mention his heavy balls that would smack against you whenever he’d snap his hips forward into your warm mouth. The taste of his salty cum was coating both your tongue and throat, warmth filling your belly once it spilled down. Zhongli‘s eyes were scrunched shut, his cock heavily weeping inside of you and already making a mess while you eagerly played with his balls. It was almost unbearable for you to wait for him to cum deep inside your mouth and let you finally taste him! You couldn’t help it but grow addicted to his taste, it wasn’t too sweet but the saltiness was so easy on your tongue, dreaming about getting every last drop of the man that was hovering over you.

For a moment he pulled out and only left his tip in to retract himself to once more, —bury himself in your throat—. The quick movements were enough for you to get some taste of his salty pre-cum on your wet muscle, rolling your eyes back at it slowly covering your taste buds. "you‘re doing so good for me." biting that sentence out in an desperate tone, you did not know what made zhongli so riled up today but also didn‘t seem to care that he took it out on you. Truth be told you loved it whenever he was rough with you, —whenever he gritted his teeth when you circled your needy tongue over his girth—, that was way too big in the first place. Or whenever his body shivered and tightened once you shoot your eyes up at his gaze, watching him from under your lashes with all of his thick seed spilling out from the corners of your lips. Zhongli was sure he wouldn’t be that stressed after you were done with sucking him off so fucking nicely.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗗𝗜𝗟𝗨𝗖

Diluc was a busy man, as everyone knew by now. Yet even he had his needs that needed to be satisfied but none other than yourself. He was currently sitting on his leather chair that was located in his office. It was cold and the lights were dim yet here you were sheathed in between his thighs, sucking him off while kneading his balls with your warm hands. He missed that feeling so much, couldn’t remember the last time you went down on him like that. You breathed deeply from the man groaning above you, couldn’t help it but rub together your thighs too because of the sinful sounds he‘d always voice clearly from past his lips. "keep going." the lust in his voice was unable to be ignored, all he wanted was to spill his seed deep inside of you while also continuing to fuck you in a brutal pace.

Diluc bit back a moan before snapping his hips forward to meet your pace half way, finding refuge against your scalp to guide you over his cock now and haltering his movements once his pubic hair tickled your nose, musky scent filling your nostrils while you hiccuped from his girth. Everything felt so warm, so wet and sinful inside of your mouth, —he figured—, almost being reluctant to become addicted to the feeling you inflicted on him right now.

Your innocent eyes were watching him through underneath your brows, eyelashes stained with warm tears that ever so escaped your eyes, coating your cheeks in the process. It didn’t matter how often you’d suck him off, it’ll always strain your throat in the beginning, he was so fucking big it wasn’t fair. Your eyes squeezed shut as he continued to fuck your throat like a toy, throwing his head back to feel you clench around his swollen tip. Diluc was sure after he spilled this seed deep inside of you, he’d be able to work more efficiently later on … or maybe he’ll actually spread you on his desk to fuck you for being such a good baby for him, he still needs to decide but ultimately goes for the latter.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗖𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗢

If arlecchino decided to grace you with her body, she’d always go slow. Carefully exposing her figure for you, clothes dropping down the floor while she advanced towards your figure. For her, it wasn’t a choice, —but she needed to be in control—, wouldn’t want it any other way. It was always a matter of how you acted towards her as well though, not to mention that today in particular you weren’t obedient at all. Seemingly being bratty in front of her subordinates made her blood boil once she stood before you, a strap-on connected with her body which appeared sinfully and decorated her hips, reaching over to the soft curve of her ass. Archons, how you wanted to touch her right now, feel her up but arlecchino wasn’t in for it today.

Instead she advanced over to your face, prying open your mouth with her thumb to push herself inside of your warm mouth. It was way too big, you were desperately trying to spread your lips further before rolling your eyes back at the pleasure. "there isn’t a reason for me to play nice today." She’s calm with her voice, repeatedly prodding her tip over your throat to tease you, "right?" You groaned and looked up at her through half-lidded eyes, lashes fluttering innocently at her but she wasn’t showing any signs of actually being gentle with you now.

At this point you were looking like a mess, make-up smushed over your face while she was throat fucking you so sinfully with her strap on, couldn’t help it but focus on every little whine that escaped past your mouth, if something other than your saliva was able to escape in the first place. Arlecchino continued to fuck into you roughly, each time making sure she’d grind herself harder against your throat and not stopping until you were a whining begging mess for her, apologizing for being so fucking bratty earlier.

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Crew, how do you feel about Shinichiro and his raging baby fever every time he comes home from visiting Wakasa & his partner and their baby? ☹️

warnings| breeding, cream pie, sex, choking, mentions of babies, shinichiro holding a child for like two seconds, he’s a little unhinged in this, uhm dirty talk?

notes| okay, like high key I wanted to slap this in the sins of the father au but imma do that with another shin fic, I’m also half asleep and as usual this is unedited.

Shinichiro is not the one wearing the proverbial pants in this relationship. He’s not the decision making head of the household. He doesn’t manage the finances and you know, the whole shebang.

And it’s not because he can’t. It’s not because he wouldn’t like to be doing all of this. It’s because he likes it when you’re bossy. When you’re in charge and spending all of his hard earned money on man again the house and keeping your lives together.

You also have a plan. You’re not like an expert planner or anything of the sort. You just came into his life, gathered the tattered ends of it and fixed it. And he has continued to let you keep those ends nice and tidy. He pays you in unconditional love and exorbitant direct deposits into your shared accounts.

Now, in this plan…children are a few years down the line. At least two or three years after marriage which isn’t for at least another year if he’s got his math correct.

By not wearing the proverbial pants he has subscribed himself to those plans of yours. And he intends to stick to them unless you don’t want to in which case all bets are off.

And he enters Wakasa’s home with this information already ingrained in him. He’s expecting to get in, congratulate the happy couple, give the runt a kiss on the forehead and dip.

He’s not expecting his head to implode the second Wakasa’s partner lays the baby in your arms. His brain short circuits entirely. In fact, he’s not even sure he’s had a single coherent thought since then. And the way you’d held the little boy and cooed down at them like they were the most precious thing in the world; he’s fucked.

You waddle over to him and ask if he wants to hold the baby and he must make some affirmative sound because you gently lay the baby in his arms. One look at the squirming little thing and Shinichiro’s control snaps as though it weren’t made of the same iron they use to make chains that hold ship anchors. It snaps like it were floss.

He’s hurrying you out of the house. Wakasa eyeing him knowingly, reassuring his partner that Shinichiro has something important to do.

And he does.

“A baby,” he blurts when he gets inside your home and pins you to the front door. “We should have one.”

You stare blankly at him for a few seconds. Irritated that he dragged you home at all. “What?”

He’s not a man of enough words. Here lies his opportunity to explain himself. Instead he kisses you soundly. Until you’re both out of breath. He tugs and coxes your clothes from you. Only the honking of the neighbour’s horn makes you jump apart. Reminds you that you’re standing at the front door.

You’re flabbergasted.

Who the fuck is this man that just hoisted you, bare as the day you were born, over his shoulder. He lands a smack to your ass before he lowers you to the bed. He’s shirtless, his jeans hanging open and the elastic of his Calvin’s lowered on one side to expose one delicate, tatted hipbone.

You don’t have time to admire the art work covering his chest. Or the way his muscles shift and bunch. Or the metal bar through his left nipple as he ducks to devour your mouth. There’s something urging you to stop him. To press your palms against his stomach and push him off. But the contact only spurs him on and your hard end up tangled in his hair, the heels of your feet helping his pants lower to just enough that he can work his cock free.

“Wanna put a baby in you,” he slurs and a neon dance sign goes off in your head. The bulbs of which promptly blow when he lifts one leg to get better access to your center and then, with a gentle thrust he enters you. He’s still hovering just above your face. You’re sharing the same air, your low skimming each time you take a breath. Your eyes cross. Whether from the sensation of Shinichiro’s cock burrowing deep inside you or from you trying to see his face you don’t know but your visions blurs and your body begins to tremble.

His pace is asinine. This person fucking you is not your boyfriend. It can’t be. You have a fleeting thought about possession before you’re scrambling to hold onto his shoulders, nails dragging along his fresh as he folds you. His fingers cup your ass from beneath to give him leverage. And your faces are so close, your mouths right there.

When you kiss him his pace stutters. The sound that leaves him is pained. Or maybe it leaves you. But suddenly his pace is slower, his hands sliding to beneath your shoulders to hold you closer to him. His tongue lapping and teasing at your mouth. Dipping in and out in a jerky version of the way he’s fucking into you.

The sounds filling your bedroom are obscene. Between the wet sound of your losing and the incessant smacking of his thighs against yours you’re almost embarrassed.

There’s a desperation to the way he’s fucking you. To his half mumbled sentences about him wanting a child.

“A baby right here,” he breathes against the back of your neck. He’s flipped you, barely acknowledging that he’s filled your cunt with his thick cum and it’s making a mess in the bed. Your walls still flutter with the after shocks of your own orgasm as he sinks his still hard cock into you from behind. You’re flattened to the bed, his thighs cradling yours, and his fingers tangled in yours as he rolls his cock in and out, in and out.

You’re sweaty and sticky and a little delirious fork how deep he’s getting. You’re only seeing through one eye because the spot in you his cock hits is directly connected to that other eye and it twitches so hard you can’t open it. You’re a mess. And Shinichiro is enjoying himself. Some part of your mind has accepted that you’re coming out of this with a child. And that part of your brain urges you to fuck back on him.

He freezes, sitting up on his knees and helping you to yours. He’s still buried deep but this angle allows him the visual of his lower stomach, covered in semi translucent liquid and sweat, the muscles of his abs contracting harshly when you pull off his cock, leaving the viscous evidence of your arousal along its length and the push yourself back, your pussy making a lewd sucking noise that makes him dizzy.

His mouth is parted in awe, his eyes are watering and his hands shake as he cups your hips, let’s you control the pace. He imagines the hundreds of other ways he’s going to fuck you. Just for a single moment he thinks ‘I’ll slow down, I’ll make love to them’ and then you moan—

“Want you to put a baby in me.”

He loves so fast you’re unprepared. Long fingers wrap around your throat from the front, they drag you up into a kneeling position that forces Shinichiro’s cock so deep in you you see stars. You’re orgasming as he wraps his other arm around your waist and bounces you on his cock.

“How many do you want?” He pants. “I want four,” he groans. His lips brush your ear as he speaks, sending goosebumps skittering along your skin. “Maybe five hm? Wanna see you round and swollen and pretty with my baby inside of you.”

“Oh yes,” you babble. Agreeing to have as many babies as he wants is the nail in your coffin. He bites your ear harshly before pressing your face into the mattress. Getting up on his feet and ramming you from above. The angle makes you insane.

A wild, broken sound escapes you. And Shinichiro honest to God growls. Growls. The orgasm that crashes into you makes you collapse. You’re gasping for air. Huge gulps as Shinichiro goes down on top of you, and fucks you to his own orgasm.

Later when you’ve gathered whatever brain cells are left you squint at him from the other end of the bath tube as he rubs your feet and presses gentle kisses onto each toe.

“Where did you learn to fuck like that?”

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Nanami making you squirt through your panties

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Toji fingering you in the store

Toji making you get a back tattoo for when he fucks you from behind

Toji’s way of stopping you from squirming

Fucking your best friend’s dad Toji

Dilf! Toji fucking you in the ass so your boyfriend doesn’t notice

Your dad’s best friend touching you

Car sex with older bf Toji

A compilation of all the videos Toji’s recorded fucking you

Toji overstimulating you with a vibrator

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Sukuna putting a leash round your neck

Sukuna fucking you, his little brother’s best friend

A walk with your boyfriend Sukuna turns into him cumming on your face

Sukuna making you watch porn and telling you to recreate it

Riding Sukuna

Sukuna fucking you slow

Riding dad’s best friend Sukuna

Sukuna fucking and breeding you hard

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Giving Choso a handjob

Choso licking your clit after cumming in you

Choso eating you out

Choso asking his step sis to pull down her panties for him

Giving Choso a thigh job

Choso cumming from rubbing his clothed dick on your clothed ass

Giving Choso a foot job

Choso asks to try something new

morning with Draken

Long live the Emperor …

synopsis — he was a very jealous man and he would do anything to send his message. you were his and he would make sure everyone knew who you belonged to.

warning - nsfw, dubcon, arranged marriage, public sex, throne sex, cock warming

shameful. it’s a shameful display of power and greed and no one dares to say a word. the court has been in session for what felt like hours with many people passing through with important requests for the emperor.

their voices are low and some even stutter, scared to look away but even more afraid to anger their emperor if they dare look at his royal consort.

“you may speak” he says, his voice as steady as any other day only that he has his beautiful wife on his lap in a thin sheer robe that leaves little to the imagination despite how long it is. it’s a beautiful shade of green, see-through and no doubt only appropriate for your private quarters.

you’re beautiful with the finest jewellery fit for the royal consort and despite your obvious discomfort and embarrassment, you know you can’t move. his cock is buried deep inside you and if you were to move, it sends a shiver up your spine that you want to hate. your husband has no respect for you privacy at all, wanting to make a point to all the men who stare at you. you belonged to him and he didn’t care if you were young and new to this side of the world.

you had just turned 18 and your father had promised you to him and no matter how much you begged and pleaded with him, he forced you to marry the emperor and now you were being shown off like some prize in front of everyone.

“m-my king” the man below speaks, but his unable to look at the king in the eye so he keeps his eyes downcast, his cheeks are red and so are his ears. you want to feel sorry for the poor old man but you saw the way he looked at you when he first entered and he was no different than anyone else in the court.

“speak up!” ran shouts, “if you’re here to waste my time, then my guards can see you out”

“i’ve come to ask for h-help” the man clears his throat, “my people, we have been struggling with-”

the man can barely get his words out and it’s so obvious that the king is bored. he helps his people and his not a selfish man but he’s very different with you and it’s clear that the people have angered him enough to push him this far. he circles his hips and grips your waist.

you can’t hide the shame that fills you the moment you moan, your mouth falling open in surprise as he thrusts up into you. his cock is big and even though you had become well acquainted on your wedding night, it was still difficult to get used to something so thick.

there are whispers throughout the court and you don’t have to see the king’s face to know he’s smirking. the smug bastard knew exactly what he was doing and he would do it again to send the message across.

you belonged to him.