AriaSakka

mel king girl kisser agenda

mel king girl kisser agenda

mel king girl kisser agenda

mel king girl kisser agenda

this was probably how doug looked when he got fired by blockbuster possessed by godolkin and lost his pet kitty

best thing is me laying my head against their thigh, mindlessly scrolling on my phone as they're still desperate for me. every so often i reach my hand up and rub their cunt for a bit or i turn over and lap at their clit. keep them needy and edging for me. good girl isn't even tied up, they just have to stay still and resist for me allll on their own <3

i <3 dad-bods

<18+ NSFW, MDNI>

You don’t think it’s possible to not notice the difference.

Kento was always broad. He’s the kind of man who looked amazing in a suit because there wasn’t an ounce of wasted space on him. But before the baby, he was all clean lines and lean strength. Maybe a tight 180 on a bad day.

But now he’s 210 easily and every extra pound looks like it was put there by a higher power with very specific ideas about how to make you go crazy. His chest is a platform, his shoulders a damn shelf and the baby practically disappears against him in the carrier.

It’s even worse in public. You’ve seen strangers take one brief look at him. Calm, towering, carrying a diaper bag like it’s a briefcase and they decide not to make eye contact. The menace is still there, it’s just…paired with pastel burp cloths.

At home, though, you get the other side of it.

Tonight, the kitchen is dim and quiet, the faint hum of the fridge filling the space. Nanami leans against the counter with the baby asleep near his shoulder, one hand firmly securing the baby and the other lifting a leftover croissant to his mouth.

You’ll never admit that you overfeed Kento on purpose. You just love him so much and want him strong, buff and healthy. You constantly make his favorite pastries and foods, buy his favorite snacks and literally anything that’ll make him happy. What can you say? It’s your love language.

He eats the way he does everything. Neatly and methodically…until a flake breaks free and drifts lazily down onto the baby’s hair.

You press a hand over your mouth, stifling a laugh. Another crumb follows, nestling right in the soft wisps at the crown of the baby’s head.

Nanami glances at you, one brow faintly arched. “Something funny?”

You shake your head but your smile gives you away.

Without hurry, he brushes the crumbs away with two fingers, then bends to press a small kiss to the baby’s head. There’s a trace of amusement in his voice when he says, “Guess I’ll have to be more careful.”

• (sexy time, skip it you wanna, sprinkling of certain kink that starts with a b and ends with -ing)•

Later, the baby’s down, the house is quiet and Kento’s weight is a slow, inevitable force ontop of you.

He moves like the tide, pressing you into the mattress inch by inch, every shift of his hips sending his heat deeper. His hands are large and sure, one pinning your wrist above your head, the other braced beside you to keep his full weight from sinking in…though you can still feel every ounce of him, heavy and unrelenting.

When he rocks forward, the mattress dips under his knees and the bedframe gives a small, suspicious creak. He pauses just long enough to glance down, brow faintly furrowed. “Tch. My apologies.”

You laugh softly, breathless. “You’re gonna crush me one of these days.”

He leans in, lips brushing your jaw. “I’ll be careful,” he says, voice low and steady but the deliberate roll of his hips after that is anything but.

He works into you with that slow, consuming certainty, each thrust deliberate enough to knock your thoughts loose. He’s so much bigger now—solid, weighted, the kind of mass you feel everywhere he touches you. Every so often he adjusts his knees or shifts his angle and each time it changes the way you gasp, the way he presses you just a little further into the mattress.

Somewhere in that haze, the thought slips in uninvited, hot and dangerous…What if we had another one?

It’s absurd. You just got your body back, the baby finally sleeps through the night—But then his hand tightens at your hip, his chest seals you under his warmth, and your brain’s gone, replaced by pure, unhelpful instinct. You want him in you, on you, all over you until the possibility of getting you pregnant feels real. Until it feels inevitable.

You bite your lip, half hoping he can read your mind, half terrified that he can.

When he groans low, breath warm against your ear, it’s almost enough to make you say it out loud.

By the time he stills, you’re wrecked. Pinned beneath him, sweat-slick, chest heaving under his, your pulse hammering against that immovable wall of muscle and heat.

Maybe he is careful. Too careful. And right now, you can’t help thinking you wouldn’t mind if he wasn’t.

Your heels press into the backs of his thighs; your nails catch on his skin when he tries to pull back far enough to finish elsewhere. His eyes flick down, as if he noticed. But he won’t ask about it.

When he groans and pushes deeper, staying there, it’s everything. So heavy. So solid. So possessive. Your pulse hammers in your throat as you feel the warmth spread, as if your body’s already claiming it.

He stays over you, still moving just enough to make your head spin, until you go slack under him. Only then does he shift, lowering himself fully so you’re pinned beneath his weight.

And you know for sure that the part of you that wants another baby just won.

Eddie and Volt Headcannons!....NSFW (Date Everything)

Now..... now let me tell you something... While I'm more of an Eddie girl, both of them are getting CCRAACKKEDDDDDUH. "TWO BAD BITCHES AT THE SAME DAMN TIME"-- The moment I heard Volt speak, and I was GRACED with Jonah Scotts voice not once, but TWICE????? Do I have any Eddie and Volt ones.... of COURSE I DO! HERE YOU GO CUTIE PIE!

TW: NSFW content, FREAKKKKAYYYYY because how can I resist?? Also probs spelling/grammar issues because proofreading is my N1 opp! (I'm lazy)

Contents/Mentions: non-monogamy, threesomes, Dom/Sub dynamics, M!Genitalia descriptions, Lwk anal if you squint but only kind of? Degradation, Gender neutral/Afab or Amab inclusive!

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-These two go hand in hand. It's likely that if you like one, you like the other. And if it isn't a given, they don't exactly mind.

-When you first met Volt, he may have came off a bit strong: But it was flattering, nonetheless. You remember noting his kindness, even if he had a flirtatious nature. You noted how his eyes raked over your form before greeting you. He sure was something... In the best way possible. You found it so sweet that he offered you a VIP seat in the bar, just to watch the show that was put on that night- It was Rainey, doing a cover of old classic jazz songs. It filled the bar with a warm, alluring atmosphere. You sipped your drink- that Volt had insisted was on the house. Which, was slightly confusing, because you weren't even sure they needed any currency anyways.

-Regardless, you couldn't help but inform the gentleman about how grateful you were for the invitation to see the show- complimenting him on his establishment. You remember, he called you darling.. And you could have sworn, a bolt of subtle electricity went up your spine as you looked into his eyes, smiling whilst sipping your drink with a faint blush.

-Then, you met Eddie. Volt had noticed him walking out of the back with a towel on his shoulder, seemingly busy. Despite this, Volt didn't care at all, and insisted he joined the two of you. Eddie semi begrudgingly walked over, indulging in his friend as he introduced him to the human whose house they occupied. You had to admit, Eddie was just as handsome as Volt- even if it was in two completely different ways. Eddie, well- he was more... rugged, while Volt was more classy. You immediately thought the two of them contrasted nicely, and despite how grumpy Eddie seemed at the time- you could tell they were good friends.

-After going back to meet with them a few times, it became evident that they were double trouble. And Volts endless flirting was slowly added to by Eddie. Eddie was more subtle, just slightly. But you could tell, you could see it in the way he looked at it too. The both of them wanted you, and neither were ashamed of that fact.

-It started as soft kisses to your knuckles when they said goodnight, but it wasn't long before things got... heavy.

-Both of them dreamt of taking you after hours at the bar. In the back, behind the bar. Maybe it was Volt who thought of it first- But I think it was Eddie who actually dreamt of it. He probably woke up with a hard on, something that drove him wild. He was disappointed when he awoke, missing the feeling of your warmth wrapped around him. Volt, being the nosey man he is- teased him for it, but made sure Eddie knew he wasn't alone.

-When they finally pursue you, you're met with delicate words and touches. Maybe Volt takes your hands in his, and Eddie places a gentle hand onto your shoulder. Maybe Volt pulls you closer, as Eddie steps behind you slowly.

-They handle you gently, at first. Making sure to go slow, making sure you felt the sensuality and genuinely of their feelings towards you. Electrifying kisses and caresses. They're figuring you out, trying to see what makes you tick- what you are and aren't okay with. Eddie is the one who does most of the checking, but Volt pays extra attention to the way you react to both of their movements.

-The two of them would adore to take you at the same time. It's up to you how you'd like it. Maybe Eddie lies you down gently on your back while your head hangs off the edge of your mattress- Volt coming into view with a sly smirk. Or perhaps You'd be willing to take them both in each hole, it's whatever you'd prefer.

-Expect to have one whispering into your ear as the other fucks into you, groping your body.

-Lwk think they'd be into things like vibrators- Toys in general, honestly. Volt would cherish the idea of zapping you gently, just for a little kick- if you let him, of course.

-I think that Eddie is thicker, while Volt is longer. They're both blessed in their own ways- able to give you whatever you want in the moment. I imagine Eddie being around 5.8' inches, but nice and thick. He's circumsized, tip darker than his base, tanned as well. Volt, I'd imagine is closer to 7. That's a lot to take, of course- but he isn't very thick circumference wise. He's cut too, tip more of a salmon color.

-I feel like Eddie is more of an ass man, while Volt is 100% into tits. For Eddie, I think he's a sucker for a nice ass. I just feel it- He'd stare down at your ass while fucking you from behind. And honestly, if you were to be interested in anal, he would volunteer first. Even then, it's not something he requires or anything- it's up to you.

As for Vault, he doesn't give a fuck if they're mosquito bites, ABCDEF and G cups, it doesn't matter at ALL. They loves playing with your chest, teasing your nipples and watching you shiver. He'd love to take one of your peaks into your mouth, playfully biting- Not hard, just enough to make you yelp ever so slightly.

-Now, hear me out... Eddie prefers eating pussy, and Volt prefers sucking straight up dick. NOT that they won't do either or, I just feel like Eddie not only seems like if a dick is getting sucked, he wants it to be his, but ALSO, I think he would get too flustered honestly- in an embarrassed way. He's probably not confident in he wee wee slurping skills... poor man.

Anyways, as for Volt, I think he loves puss just as much as the next guy, but he prides himself in his cock sucking abilities. If you did have a penis, it wouldn't be safe from that man. It's just a guilty pleasure for him.

-Would they fuck each other.....? I... I feel like they would. Like I could imagine Eddie fucking into Volt while Volt fucks into you, do we... do we see the vision here? Literal train.

Maybe one of them fucks the other while you sit on their face? That's always a possibility.

-Hear me out.... Eddie + Degradation=🤝. He'd call you a slut while he fucks into you from behind. Say that you're their whore, while Volt snickers to himself and probably joins him- but more in a teasing way.

-Biting. Hickeys. Crack these men together and you will be COVERED in marks, doing even pretend like that's not how things would go.

-Ass smacking, maybe other smacking if you're into pain. I think Volt wouldn't mind receiving it either, maybe that's just me. He seems like a FFFFFRRRREEAAAAKKKKKUH.

-spitroasting

-They both strike me as grunters and groaners, not very whimpery- but maybe Volt would if you overstimulated him....

-Ahem, OVERSTIMULATION! FOR EVERYONE! it's welcomed lovingly!

warnings: smut, lewd themes, power dynamics, Enji is divorced, angst, oral sex(male receiving), semi-public sex word count: 1.1k pairings: Enji Todoroki x Fem!Reader summary: he's your boss and he hasn't had the touch of someone else in a long time. you show up with the dreaded paperwork and a little something to put a pep in his step a/n: for @cherryblossombankai!! I love you <333

He really hated filling out paperwork. It was the last thing on his mind after a successful crime bust, and it was always the thing he dreaded when he got back to the office. Even now, with hardly anyone waiting for him at home, he was just wanting to leave and do this all up tomorrow.

It’s when you entered his office with a stack of files…