Mimi ✿‎

“WHAZZAT, BABE?!” August's voice could be heard through the very end of HQ's halls. So does your barely muffled moans as he pounded into your already swollen and used hole. Him being loud is one thing...but seriously, He's extra loud when he's fucking that sweet, tight pussy.

“Aug..august..‘low down..!” You plead, hands gripping the pillows tight as your body jerks up in sync with his sharp and forceful thrusts. You just came minutes ago, but as long as your cunt ached and clenched around him, he wasn't stopping. This is what you get for giving him a deadline with your uniform...

“CANNN'T HEAR YA!” August deliberately taunts you with his usual huge grin. His hips never losing it's rough rhythm. His cock easily reaching that sweet spot inside of you, making you both shiver and ache from pleasure and pain. It's so agonizingly good that you can't even comprehend things properly anymore, begging for mercy even though august will probably only hear a fragment of your cries as he's busy drilling your gaping cunt.

His dirty gloved hands held both sides of your waist, pulling you flush against his, making sure to fill you up to the brim with each shove of his cock inside you. “Y-YOU ARE SO FREAKING TIGHT! FUCK!” August exclaims, his grunts now becoming more ragged and vocal, and that's how you know he's ready to pump you up full again.

You brace yourself, biting hard on the pillow. His hips thrusts more sharply, causing you to yelp and roll your eyes back because right after, his cock spurts out thick loads after loads of his cum deep inside you. Real deep. Your body twitches and trembles with each warm pump.. your womb slowly heaving with fullness.. fullness of him.

(TW: CREEPY PERVERT BEHAVIOR OKAY IF THIS HAPPENS IRL CALL THE POPO)

choking tamsy while fuckin’ and feeling his heart race pulse against your palms and his hips start to slow and and his pace starts stuttering and his eyes get all droopy and his pupils are blown out and right when he thinks he might actually pass out on you, boom, you let go and all at once the rush of air and every physical sensation comes back to him full force and he’s just left cumming and heaving and drooling like an idiot

or whatever

tags/tw: choking + tamsy being weird + femdom!reader.

i have my hands on my head in disbelief rn.

feeling his adam’s apple bob under your clammy palms as he chokes on the glob of saliva you spewed directly at the back of his throat. oh my gooossh and he can’t stop his hips from thrusting in search of the warm cunt devouring his dick in feverish gulps. it feels divine. spectacular. absolutely marvelous when his throat clicks for air, his eyes more muted than they’ve ever been as his lids hang low and his fair flesh glows crimson.

the jolting of his hips lose their tempo when the lack of oxygen plummets his energy and he ponders somewhere in the back of his mind that he wouldn’t be opposed to going out like this—by your unwavering grip around his neck as you soak him thoroughly in your sticky fluids.

but you have no intentions of taking his life, and he’s mildly confused at the disappointment he feels crawling up his chest when the pressure releases from his throat. he uses the opportunity to suck up as much air as he can tolerate before gazing up at you.

you spared him. a smile graces your lips as you look him dead in his eyes. you could’ve killed him just now. you know it. certain.

and that's the moment he comes deep in the pits of your womb. you hold eye contact as he does. so he keeps coming until translucent cream trickles down the rim.

includes: enjin, gris rubion, tamsy caines, follo tunito, arkha corvus, bro santa, august stilza, semiu grier, bundus begalkeit, zodyl typhon, jabber wonger

tw: pussy eating, use of toys, fem!reader, mentions of period sex

a/n: cunnilingus is such a silly word, we need a new one.

Mint from those mints I'm sure he uses even at The Ground. He gets them at the Sphere because the ones they sell downs aren't as strong. It's that mint that burns your tongue but then cools your mouth.

And blood because every time his kisses intensify, he tends to bite your lips, just to see you annoyed.

You can see it in his eyes. The way they widen when he sees you angry with him and the little smile that forms on his face when, after all, you're still clinging to him.

"Forgive me, angel, it won't happen again."

Why is he soooo

i have nooo clue what ur talking about rn *i say with a fem tamsy mural right behind me* i think ur mistaking me for somebody else, buddy, sorry. (but no what if i wanted both of those things..? then what...??)

tags: afab!reader (no prns.).

her pussy stripped bare of the cotton that restricts the bone at her hip, a familiar slickness already dampening bonded lace in murky patches. it found the floor faster than she could tug at the makeshift leash of her tie coiled around your neck. she made sure it was tight enough to chafe the skin whenever you felt inclined to reel away—one can only run so far before inevitability tangles itself around burning ankles.

"you've been absolutely, hah, deplorable as of late. how troublesome." you would think tamsy's cunt figured out a way to fuse with yours as it melds together for a kiss, her fluids web around your lips to glisten the coarse hairs that lie in unruly tufts along the crease. her definite claim of your sensitive flesh as her own. "look down, my love. get a better look at how disgusting you truly are."

you obey her command with a scoff. it's not like you have a choice in the matter, since it'd only prompt her to heave at the lengthy navy tie with a cheeky sneer. so you withhold your snarky remarks for another day as your eyes flicker at the sight below: the peak of her clit, puffy and swollen, grinds in precise thrusts against your own, as if to taunt it in possession layered under the guise of faux adoration. her moistened lips hug you in a suffocating grip, sticky with a residue your mind is too muddled to decipher who's it came from.

it's repulsive, like she suggests. you're a sopping-wet mess under the confinement of unyielding thrusts. but, that doesn't eradicate the fact that she's dripping herself.

Just standing up with two blond beauties kneeling before you with their mouths sliding along either side of your cock or strap, humming and moaning and looking up at u with the most gorgeous head eyes while you’re deciding which one to pick to grab by the hair and facefuck.

Ugh tamgust such dolls

and what if i bust a load all over my screen, what then huh?

ugh they’re both so stupidly pretty, but in different ways. tamsy is angelic and doll-like, almost ethereal, while august is bright and sunny, radiating energy. so of course when you get them both on their knees at the same time, your brain short circuits for a second. they both have their hair down and august has abandoned his glasses. they’re looking up at you through their pale eyelashes, tamsy sliding his parted lips up and down the shaft of your strap while auggie has the head stuffed in his mouth.

you wanna see both of them ruined by the end of the night, the only question is who goes first. you have a hand on each of their heads, not guiding or pulling, just resting for now. you have a plan for both of them. august is far more submissive in nature than tamsy, so you know you can be gentle and easy with him. you hope that seeing the kindness you afford august will lull tamsy into a false sense of security so you can take him by surprise with a little more brutality.

you gently push tamsy’s head away and card your fingers through august’s hair, encouraging him to take more cock into his throat. you’re murmuring soft praises down to him and stroking his warm cheek. after letting him play on his own for a bit, you grab the sides of his skull and slowly fuck in and out, pausing when he gags to let him breath.

out of the corner of your eye, you can see tamsy is starting to squirm. his cock is standing stiff between his clenched thighs, kicking every time august’s poor throat lets out a wet gluck. you can tell august is now deep in that floaty, cottony headspace and decide it’s time to move on to the other man.

you turn to tamsy, a soft smile gracing your face. he runs his bony hands up your thighs and you can tell your little plan worked. he has no idea. you grab two fistfuls of his hair and shove your cock past his lips, stopping halfway only to pull back and yank his face toward you. his nose slams into your pubic bone and his eyes roll back. you waste no time in setting a brutal pace, ignoring his violent gagging. you only stop when he hands go limp, falling to his thighs.

Pathetic puppyboy Tamsy🤤🤤

hear me out…marry me

puppyhybrid!tamsy and he's in rut and humping your leg because he's so desperate and horny, he doesn't care how he looks. his silken hair is spilling on to the bed where his head rests on your thigh, pale ears pinned to his skull. he’s panting and crying, drool and snot smearing all over your lap. his cock, harder than you’ve ever seen it, is weeping a steady stream of precum, aiding in its hot, wet slide across your shin.

as punishment for lying to you about when his rut was supposed to come, he’s not allowed to knot or even fuck you for the entire first day. that’s why he’s on the floor in front of you, babbling apologies he probably doesn’t mean, spraying watery cum all over your foot. since he hasn’t been able to pop a knot, his poor cock stays stiff and straining between his scarred thighs, the head turning a painful shade of purple. there’s a puddle of thin pearlescent cum at your feet. after multiple useless orgasms that provided next to no relief, his body briefly lost control over his bladder, so there’s also piss dripping down your leg and foot.