FROM LIPS TO HIPS.
paring : phainon, mydei, sunday, moze, anaxa x f!reader (separate)
tws : nsfw / smut, creampie (vaginal), filthy sÄx, blow job, virgin reader, mirror sÄx, gentle moze, rough mydei, pet-names, degradation, spanking, nipple play and hĹrny men. (mdni)
synopsis : He didnât expect you to be that good in a blow job for the first timeâŚwelpâŚI guess he gotta fuck you properly huh?
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You're on your knees between his thighs, eyes wide and lips slick with pink gloss. Youâd been so shy at first, fidgeting with your fingers, but now? Now you're sucking him down like you were born for it.
Phainonâs fingers tighten slightly in your hair, not pullingânever pullingâbut guiding, letting his touch stay gentle even as he stares down at you with parted lips and stunned eyes. âSweetheartâŚâ he breathes out, his voice catching. âYou sure this is your first time?â
You hum around him, lashes fluttering, your doe eyes looking up through smudged mascara with the kind of innocent glow that shouldnât match the filth of your mouth working his cock. Each movement of your tongue has him twitching in your throat, his free hand flexing helplessly at his side.
âGodsâŚâ he whispers, tilting his head back for a second as his hips roll forward, just once. âYouâre driving me insane.â
He doesn't last long. He pulls out gently, breathing hard, staring down at your messy, spit-slick mouth, his cock glistening in the low light. You swallow, still looking up at him, all glossy and wrecked and so proud of what you just did.
Phainon exhales a shaky laugh, brushing your hair away from your face. âThat mouth is going to be trouble for me, isnât it?â
You grin, a little shy again now, wiping your chin with the back of your hand. âDid I do good?â
He cups your cheek, thumb brushing over your lip. âSweetheart,â he murmurs, leaning down to kiss your forehead. âYou were perfect. So perfect, in fact, that I have no choice now.â
You tilt your head. âNo choice?â
He smilesâsoft, playful, but dark behind the eyes. âIâve got to fuck you properly, donât I?â
Before you can speak, he's lifting you up into his arms like itâs nothing. He lays you on your back, climbing over you with a gaze thatâs burning through every inch of your body. His hands are warm on your skin as he undresses you slowly, savoring the sight of you spread out beneath him.
âYouâre shaking,â he whispers, brushing his lips over your chest. âStill so shy, even after that? Sweet little thingâŚâ
You moan softly as his mouth finds your nipple, tongue teasing before his teeth close around it in a soft bite. His other hand slides between your thighs, parting them with ease, fingers grazing over how wet you already are.
âLook at you,â he says with a grin. âSo worked up and Iâve barely touched you.â
His fingers play with your nipple again, giving it a quick, rough pinch that makes your breath hitch. âSensitive too. Thatâs adorable.â
You squirm beneath him, your voice breathless. âPlease⌠PhainonâŚâ
âPatience, sweetheart.â His palm comes down gently across your thighâsmackâa teasing, playful spank that makes your legs twitch. âYouâre gonna get everything. I just like hearing you beg for it.â
He presses the head of his cock against your entrance, eyes locked on yours, checking every little flicker of your expression.
âYou ready?â
You nod fast, eyes wide. âYes. I want itâI want you.â
Phainon leans in, kissing you softly even as he pushes into you, slow and deep. You gasp against his lips, your arms wrapping around his shoulders. âSo tight,â he groans into your mouth. âYou feel like heaven.â
He starts to move, hips rolling in smooth, steady thrusts, filling you over and over. Itâs not brutal like Mydeiâitâs deep, teasing, paced perfectly to keep you trembling and wanting more. He reaches down and pinches your nipple again, making you cry out just as he slams into you harder.
âEvery time you make that sound,â he whispers, voice low, âI wanna keep you like this forever. Pretty and ruined and mine.â
You whimper his name, clinging to him, your legs wrapping around his waist. He picks up the pace, not roughâbut firm, confident, making sure you feel all of him.
And thenâanother playful smack to your ass, his fingers squeezing the softness. âKeep those sounds coming, sweetheart. Youâre doing so good for me.â
Youâre already close, breath catching, your walls clenching around him. âPhainonâIâmââ
âI know.â He kisses you again, deep and sweet as he fucks you through it. âLet go for me, sweetheart. Iâve got you.â
And when you do, it hits you hardâyour body trembling around him as he follows soon after, hips jerking as he spills inside, warmth flooding through you.
He doesnât pull out right away. He stays close, stroking your sides, kissing your flushed cheeks, breathing hard with a smile.
âYou really surprised me, you know that?â he murmurs.
You grin sleepily, lashes fluttering. âI wanted to impress you.â
He chuckles, brushing your hair back. âOh, sweetheart. You wrecked me.â
Your knees were already sore from how long you'd been down there, but you didnât care. Not when Mydei was gripping the back of your head like that, not when his cock was hitting the back of your throat over and over. Your pink glossy lips stretched wide around him, spit dribbling down your chin, slicking up his shaft every time he pulled back.
âYouâve done this before, havenât you?â His voice was low, cruel in its amusement. âNo way this is your first time, princess.â He jerks your head back just enough to let his cock slap against your cheek, smearing your gloss. âLook at this face. Mascara smudged, eyes all teary and fucked-out already.â
You gasped, chest rising and falling as you tried to breathe, tongue still out, licking his length. âIt is my first,â you whimper, voice all breathy and ruined. âI wanted to be good for you.â
That made something inside him snap.
He grabbed you hard and yanked you up, dragging you against his chest. âGood for me?â he groaned against your ear. âYou think this sweet little mouth is enough?â His cock pressed against your stomach, thick and twitching, soaked in your spit. âNo, no. If youâre gonna be mine, princess, Iâm going to fuck you properly.â
You barely had time to breathe before he was bending you over the edge of the bed, yanking your panties down your thighs, spreading your legs wide.
âGods, look at this messy cunt. Already drooling for me?â He runs two fingers along your slit, spreading you open just to watch you clench around nothing. âYou act all shy, but youâre dripping like a bitch in heat.â
âPleaseâŚâ You gasped, arching your back, trying to grind on him. âI want itâI want you.â
He chuckled darkly. âYouâll get me.â
And then he was pushing inâdeep, thick, unrelenting. Your body seized up around him, your fingers gripping the sheets, a sob breaking out of you as your pussy stretched around his cock. âM-Mydeiâ!â
âYou feel that?â he groaned, snapping his hips forward hard, making you yelp. âThatâs what happens when you suck cock like a whore. Now your cuntâs gotta match it.â His hand came downâsmack!âright on your ass, hard enough to make you jolt. âSay it, princess.â
âSay what?â you cried, trembling.
âSay this pussyâs mine.â
âItâs yours! Itâs yours, Mydei, fuckâ!â
He rewarded you with another smack, this one on the other cheek, before grabbing your hips in a bruising grip and fucking into you filthy. The sound was obsceneâwet, skin-slapping, your slick coating everything. His cock pistoned in and out like he owned you, like heâd been waiting to ruin you from the moment he laid eyes on those pretty, pink lips.
âOh gods, IâI'm gonnaâ!â
âYouâre not cumming yet,â he growled. One hand moved to your chest, grabbing your tits roughly, fingers pinching and twisting your nipples till you sobbed. âNot until I say. You want to be my good girl, donât you, princess? Then take it.â
You nodded frantically, biting your lip, tears running down your cheeks as he bullied your pussy into submission. âY-Yes! Iâll be good, I swearâ!â
âSay thank you.â
âThank you for fucking me!â you cried, voice cracking. âThank you for using me, forââ
He grunted, thrusts getting sloppier, deeper, and suddenly you could feel itâthat pulsing, that heat, that moment right before he fell apart. âYouâre gonna take every fucking drop, princess. Gonna keep me nice and warm in that little cunt of yours.â
You moaned like youâd been starved for it.
And then he snappedâhips buried deep, cock twitching inside you as he came hard, spilling thick, hot ropes deep into your cunt. You whimpered as you felt it all, the way your pussy fluttered around him, the mess spilling out the moment he started to pull back.
But he didnât leave.
He stayed inside, hips rocking slowly now, grinding into you to fuck it in deeper. âThatâs it. Keep it in. All of it.â He leaned down over your back, voice heavy in your ear. âYou look so pretty like this. Ruined. Bred. My filthy little princess.â
Your eyes fluttered, lips swollen, face flushed and messy with gloss and tears and pride.
âMore,â you whispered, wiggling your hips. âPlease, Mydei... more.â
He smirked, cock still hard inside you. âOh, youâll get more. Youâre not done until I say so.â
Your body is still tingling, a mix of pleasure and soreness, as Mydei pulls back. The feeling of him leaving you empty for a second almost drives you mad with want.
"You like that, princess?" he mutters low, his voice rough as he slides his hands down your back, tracing the curves of your hips. His thumb swipes across your wetness, testing how much of him youâve taken. âYouâve got me wired... Fuck, I didnât think youâd look this good after.â
You shiver, trying to stay still as his thumb presses against your sensitive spot, teasing but not giving you enough. âPlease⌠more, Mydei,â you beg, voice trembling. âI want all of you.â
He chuckles, his breath hot on your neck as he presses your face into the soft sheets, your body still bent over. âMore, huh? Youâre a greedy little thing, arenât you, princess?â
You nod desperately. âYes. Please, donât stop.â
Heâs quick to push you forward, his cock slipping back inside with a soft grunt. This time, he doesnât waste time with teasing. He pulls your hips against his, setting a steady rhythm, deeper than before, filling you completely. His pace is slow at first, but you can feel itâthe tension building in his every thrust.
His hand snakes around to your chest, fingers curling around your sensitive nipples, rolling them roughly as his cock slides in and out of you. A soft moan escapes you as your back arches, your hands gripping the sheets tighter. âYou like that?â he growls. âLike when I play with these too?â
âYesâyes, Mydei!â You moan in response, voice higher now as the pleasure begins to rise again. âIt feels so good. I canâtââ
He tightens his grip on your waist, stilling your movements. âNo more talking unless you want me to fuck you harder, princess.â
You bite your lip, nodding, trying to obey. But his cock feels so good, hitting just the right spots, and the way his rough hand plays with your chestâitâs too much. Your body betrays you, clenching around him as you reach the edge again. You can feel your walls tightening, needing more, desperate for him.
âDo you feel it?â His voice is dangerously low, almost teasing now, as he watches you struggle to hold back. âYouâre gonna cum, arenât you? Such a good girl for me.â
You can barely get the words out. âYes⌠Iâyes, MydeiâŚâ
He chuckles darkly, pulling your hair back to expose your neck, nipping at the skin as he fucks into you deeper. The pressure in your core builds, and with a soft gasp, you finally lose control, your body tightening around him as your orgasm hits, waves of pleasure rushing through you.
Mydei doesnât slow, though. His pace is relentless, pushing you even further, until youâre gasping for breath, your body trembling from the intensity. The mix of roughness and tenderness is overwhelming, but you canât help but crave it.
Finally, when it feels like you canât take anymore, he pulls back and flips you onto your back, his eyes wild with hunger. âOne more, princess,â he growls, pressing his cock against your entrance again, this time more urgently.
âYouâre not done until Iâm satisfied,â he mutters, voice low and possessive, as he pushes in, taking control again.
You whimper beneath him, eager to be used again, wanting nothing more than to feel him claim you completely. This wasnât just about the sex anymoreâit was about him marking you, making sure youâd never forget how completely he owned you.
âSay youâre mine,â he commands, each word gritted between his teeth as he starts to fuck you harder again.
You moan, eyes meeting his, your voice a desperate plea. âIâm yours, Mydei. Always yours.â
âW-wait⌠itâs your first time?â
Sundayâs voice trembles as he looks down at you, flushed and wide-eyed. His cock twitches against your tongue, slick with spit, your lips glossy and swollen. You pull back just enough to smile sweetly up at himâmascara smudged, doe eyes sparkling with mischief.
âMhm,â you murmur, licking the tip slowly. âBut I wanted to make you feel goodâŚâ
âAngel,â he groans, head dropping back, wings twitching behind his ears. They flutter fastâuncontrollably fastâas if his whole body canât handle how good your mouth feels wrapped around him. âYouâfuckâyouâre too good at this. Youâre dangerous.â
You giggle, then sink your lips around him again, taking more, letting your tongue swirl with practiced instinct, and the soft sound that escapes him is broken. His hands shake as they rest on your head, not guidingâhe doesnât dare. Heâs too stunned. Too grateful.
When he cums, itâs with a breathless cry, his wings snapping out wide and trembling behind his ears, twitching wildly in rhythm with every spurt he spills onto your tongue. You swallow, slowly, looking up at him like the picture of sweet satisfaction.
He stares down at you, panting, chest rising and falling. âThat was your first time?â he asks again, voice cracking in disbelief. âAngel⌠I have toâno, I need toââ
You barely have time to react before heâs pulling you onto the bed, hovering over you like heâs starved. His kisses are frantic and soft at once, whispering your name against your skin like a prayer. âLet me fuck you properly. Let me treat you the way you deserve.â
His hands fumble with your clothes, needy, reverent, worshipping every inch of exposed skin. He kisses down your neck, to your chest, suckling your nipples until you're gasping and trembling, his thumbs rolling over the hardened peaks as he sighs against you.
âSo soft⌠so perfectâŚâ he murmurs, almost drunk on the feel of you. âMy angelâŚâ
When he enters you, itâs with a whimper, his hips trembling as he sinks in to the hilt. His wings flutter againâexcited, overwhelmedâshivering behind his ears.
âWarm⌠youâre so warm,â he moans, burying his face in your neck as he starts to move. His thrusts are shaky at first, too needy to pace himself, but he tries. For you. âI want to make it good for you⌠I want to ruin you sweetlyâŚâ
Your hands grip his back, nails raking gently along his skin, and the soft sounds you make only push him further. Heâs panting, whimpering, unable to stop himself from pressing deeper, faster, whispering pet names like heâs losing his mind.
âSweetheart⌠my pretty baby⌠youâre taking me so wellâŚâ
He cums again with a soft, high moan, cock twitching inside you as his wings flutter wildly, flapping in rhythm with every pulse of his orgasm. But he doesnât stop.
He canât.
Heâs still hard. Still needy.
He pulls back just enough to look at your faceâflushed, glowing, lips partedâand then heâs fucking into you again with a desperate whine. âAgain,â he begs, voice shaking. âI wanna cum againâplease, I need to fill you up more.â
You wrap your legs around him tighter, nodding. âDo it, Sunday. Cum in me againâŚâ
His hands grip your hips, head dropping to your chest as he thrusts harder, faster now. The room is filled with wet, messy sounds as he fills you again, his cock buried deep, another wave of release wracking through him. His wings flap frantically, twitching like theyâre going to lift him off the bed.
âGonna fill my angel âtil youâre dripping,â he babbles, slurring the words against your skin. âGonna make you mine. Gonna keep you full of meâŚâ
He stays inside, hips grinding slowly, moaning into your shoulder as he rocks through the aftershocks. You feel itâso muchâcreamy and warm, leaking already. Heâs breathless and shaky, holding you like youâre all thatâs anchoring him to the earth.
And his wings? Still fluttering, soft and slow now⌠like heâs never been happier.
âMmhâwaitâwait, youâve never⌠done this before?â
Mozeâs voice comes out low and stunned, thick with disbelief as he stares down at you between his legs. His hand trembles just slightly in your hair, not pulling, just resting there like heâs scared to move too much and ruin the moment. You glance up shyly, lips glossy and slick, mascara slightly smudged, and give a soft little hum, your doe eyes blinking slowly.
âN-no⌠butâŚâ you pause, pulling back just enough to whisper, âI wanted to make you feel goodâŚâ
He breathes in sharp, like your words punched the air right out of his lungs. Heâs so red in the faceâears flushed too, all the way to the tipsâand he nods rapidly, fumbling out a soft, shaky, âYouâre doing s-so good⌠sweetheart⌠oh fuckââ
You slide your tongue over the tip again, slow and warm, feeling him twitch against your lips. Youâre hesitant at first, trying to copy what youâve read, seen, imagined, but something about the way Moze melts under your touch makes you bolder. He keeps moaning softly, his voice hitching with every movement of your mouth, like he canât believe itâs real.
âF-feels so good,â he stammers, biting down on his knuckle as if heâs scared he might moan too loud. âDidnât thinkâI didnât know it could feel like thatâŚâ
When he finally cums, his thighs tremble and his hips jerk forward in tiny, helpless thrusts. The way he gasps your name, breath shivering out of him, makes you feel warm all over. He spills across your tongue, salty and hot, and you swallow instinctively, licking your lips clean as you look up at him again.
Moze is wide-eyed, mouth parted in awe. âI⌠that was your first time?â he breathes, voice soft and shaken. âSweetheart, I gottaâI have toââ
He doesnât even finish the sentence. He just scoops you into his arms and lays you down so gently it makes you whimper. His big hands run along your sides, holding you like you might break, his thumbs stroking over your trembling thighs.
âI need to be inside you now,â he whispers, kissing your shoulder. âNeed to make you feel even better than that. Want you to feel how much I love you, how much I need youâŚâ
You nod shyly, face flushed, and he kisses you so sweetly it makes your chest tighten. His hands are trembling as they slide under your shirt, lifting it up, and when your chest is finally exposed, Moze staresâsilent, reverent.
âYouâre so soft,â he murmurs, brushing his thumbs over your nipples with feather-light touches. âSo warm⌠I wanna stay here foreverâŚâ
He leans down, mouth closing over one nipple as he groans softly. His tongue is warm, slow, lavishing your chest with long, slow licks before switching sides. He mouths at your breast like itâs the best thing heâs ever tasted, fingers teasing the other until your back arches under him.
âYou make the sweetest sounds,â he mumbles, lips dragging over the curve of your chest. âSo pretty, so good for meâŚâ
You gasp when his fingers trail down, teasing between your legs before he eases himself inside you slowly, almost reverently. Heâs shaking again, not from nerves, but from how much heâs holding himself back. His forehead drops to your shoulder, and he lets out the softest, most broken moan youâve ever heard.
âYouâre tight⌠oh stars, sweetheart, you feel like heavenâŚâ
He moves slow, hips rolling in gentle thrusts, careful not to overwhelm you. He kisses every part of you he can reachâyour neck, your shoulder, the side of your faceâwhile his hands never leave your chest. Heâs obsessed, practically worshipping your breasts with every roll of his hips, whispering how good you feel, how much he adores you.
âCanât believe youâre mine,â he breathes, a little dazed. âCanât believe I get to be inside you like thisâŚâ
Your name leaves his lips like a prayer when he cumsâsoft, deep, and warm, filling you in long, pulsing waves. He gasps your name again and again as his hips grind in, making sure every drop stays deep inside. You feel it leaking already, warm and messy between your legs, and Moze shudders.
âIâI didnât mean to do that so fast,â he whispers, nuzzling against your cheek. âYou just⌠you felt too good, and you looked so pretty underneath meâŚâ
He doesnât pull out. His cock is still hard, still twitching a little inside you. He kisses you, breath still uneven, and strokes your sides with trembling hands.
âSweetheart,â he murmurs, voice low and dazed, âcan I⌠stay inside? Just for a bit? Wanna keep you full⌠wanna feel you a little longerâŚâ
You nod against his shoulder, and he exhales shakily, wrapping his arms around you as if heâs scared to let go.
âYou didnât tell me youâd be that good with your mouth,â Anaxa growls against your neck, voice hot and thick, one slender hand tangled in your hair while the other grips your hip. âAll innocent-looking, blushing, lips shiny and pinkâthen you go and suck me off like a damn expert?â
He bites downânot hard enough to hurt, just enough to stingâand you yelp, squirming under him as heat flares through your chest.
âI-it was my first time,â you breathe out, cheeks burning.
Anaxa pulls back just enough to stare at you, eyes dark and glittering. âThat was your first? Youâre fucking with me, princess.â
You shake your head, and his grip tightens.
âStars, youâre filthy. Pretty girl on her knees, making the messiest eye contact while drooling on my cock like you were born to do it,â he grunts, reaching down to palm your ass. âYou know what that does to me.â
Then he slaps youâone sharp smack to your ass that leaves you gasping and arching into him. He smirks.
âYou liked that,â he says. âDidnât you?â
You donât answer fast enough.
Another slap.
âSay it.â
âYesâyes, I liked it,â you whimper, voice trembling as you feel his cock press harder against your soaked entrance.
âGood,â he says, lining up and sliding in all at onceâslow but deep, filling you until your thighs shake. âBecause Iâve been dying to ruin you since that first fucking suck.â
He starts thrusting immediately, hips snapping forward, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing around you as you claw at the sheets. Each thrust is rough but controlled, angled to hit deep and drag every moan out of you.
âPrincess,â he grits out, biting your shoulder again, âyou were made for this. Made for me. This tight little cunt, this bodyâitâs mine. All mine.â
He spanks you again, harder this time, and your walls clench around him so tight he snarls.
âFuckâdonât do that unless you wanna make me cum already.â
You whine under him, eyes glazed, mascara smudged, lips parted and glossy from earlier. He watches your chest bounce beneath him, one hand reaching to twist and tug at your nipples until you sob.
âThese tits,â he mutters, breath ragged. âI could bite them, fuck them, drown in them. You donât even know what you do to me.â
You can barely speak nowâtoo full, too hot, too lost in how deep heâs going. But you gasp his name, breathy and sweet, and thatâs all it takes.
âShitâgonna fill you,â he growls, hips stuttering as his rhythm gets sloppy. âGonna stuff you full, pretty girl. Gonna make sure it leaks out for daysâremind you who this body belongs to.â
He cums deep, thrusting rough and slow, making sure not a single drop goes to waste. You feel it pulse inside you, warm and heavy, and your entire body trembles beneath him.
He doesnât pull out right away. Instead, he leans in close, voice rough but quieter now.
âYouâre mine. Every moan, every drip down your thighsâmine.â
And then, soft again, as he brushes your hair back:
âGood girl.â
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