XINARI

quirofilia with wolfie please 🙏

Hello honey dearest!

Ok folks, quirofilia aka, hand kink.

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"Like that baby girl?" Valko teases as he pulls his fingers out of your sopping cunt. They're sticky and covered with your juices, which he licks clean, tongue darting out to between his lips.

You moan at the loss, your hole fluttering around nothing, hot and achy like you're staving off a fever. Valko quirks a mischievous eyebrow at your dazed state.

"Missing these?" he asks, waving his hand in front of your face, glistening with the remnants of his saliva and your musky nectar. You bite your lip at the crude sight, unable to stop from gawking.

His hands were large and veiny, with wide palms and long fingers that you swore reached your cervix. The sight of them makes the coil in your belly tighten with shameless want, and your pussy spasms in protest, all but begging for him to bury them back inside.

"You're so mean, Val…" you pout, and he laughs, low and deep, before pressing his index finger against your lips. Your tongue boldly flicks out, tasting him, tasting yourself, the lingering tang and salt, before sucking the digit into your mouth.

"That's a good girl," Valko croons. "Get em nice and wet for me." He adds his middle and ring fingers to the mix, your lips stretching to fit them all, a small trickle of saliva escaping from the corner of your mouth.

When he drags them out, they're glistening, and he pauses for a second too long to make sure you saw before dipping back down between your moist folds. You moan as he rubs your clit, nice and slow, spreading the wetness all over the little nub before stroking lower, lower, and...

A loud cry escapes your lips as he pushes, one finger, then two, then - oh god, oh god - a third, until you're split impossibly wide. Your cunt clenches in delight, sucking him in as his thumb takes over stimulating your clit.

"Fuck, Valko..." you hiss, but all you can do is cling to his other arm, leaving half moon dents into his biceps.

"Who'd have thought you're such a whore for my hands?" He crooks his fingers to brush your gspot, and you swore you saw stars. "All this time, dreaming of all the dirty things these fingers could do." He nips your ear and you whimper.

── .✦ Clark Kent x fem!reader

You’ll be in the office, talking to him about this article or that, and the entire time he's just remembering the way you felt under him last night, how your eyes rolled back, how your nails scratched his shoulder blades raw.

His eyes move to your lips, and he can almost hear how you'd moaned his name, the way your labored breath had fanned right into his ear, and the way you’d gasped as he angled his hips so his cock pressed against your g-spot.

Your voice becomes background noise as he remembers how good you'd felt around him. Your warm, tight walls wet as they squeezed his cock, sucking him in, trying to keep him deep in you. And the sounds of it. The wet, obscene squelching combined with the rhythmic slapping of his hips meeting yours...

He's hard before he knows it.

“Clark, are you listening to me?”

Your voice snaps him back to the present moment, back to the bullpen, back to you with your arms crossed and a frown between your eyebrows.

He turns red when he realizes he'd zoned out. “Uh,” he says stupidly, blinking at you. “Sorry. Just...”

“You’re not paying attention,” you accuse, pouting.

“I’m sorry,” he says again, cheeks turning pink. “I just…it’s —” hard. No, let’s not use that word. “— it’s difficult for me to pay attention sometimes. My mind just sort of…goes away.”

“Away where?” you ask, the furrow between your eyebrows deepening.

Clark exhales thickly and glances around to make sure no one is close enough to hear what he’s about to say. “I just can’t stop thinking about…last night.”

He hears the tiny hitch in your breath. “You - you’re really thinking about us having sex right now? I’m talking about something extremely important to my career and you’re just ignoring me, thinking about —?”

Clark gently grabs your upper arms and pulls you a little closer to calm you. “Baby, baby. I’m not ignoring you. It’s not that I’m ignoring you. You just look so beautiful when you’re inspired and determined, and it’s…well, I am just a man.”

You huff, arms still tightly crossed over your chest. “You’re not just a man,” you mumble.

“I am just a man with needs and desires,” he insists. “I’m just Clark Kent in love with you. And everything about you…And, yes, that includes your perfect body.”

That earns him a little reluctant smile from you that you try to hide. “Clark.” Your voice is quiet and firm, an obvious warning, but he can tell he’s getting to you.

“It’s not my fault you’re gorgeous,” he says lowly, leaning a little closer, the warm desire in his lower abdomen starting to build. “Not my fault you have such a beautiful face, and a perfect shape, and the sweetest pussy,” he whispers into your ear.

He feels you shiver and God, now he has to drag you into the office bathroom to fuck you if he wants to be able to focus for the rest of the day.

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Real take is he’d have Me-Fishsticks statement

i got the letter A, which doesn't ring a bell for any specific loved kink, but it does make me think of armpit... which makes me think of sweat... and how much valko loooves our natural scent... and how much he'd bask in it after a long day at work...

anyway, do with that what you will 😈

Hello my dear! Congrats on being the first ask. That's an interesting take on the letter A.

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Valko was all over you, his nose pressing into your skin like it was catnip. You groan, trying to push him away. You'd just come back from the gym, covered in sweat and salt and were dying to take a shower, but your eager little wolf had different ideas.

"Val I'm all gross...Let me go." You protest, but he only pushes you further into the bed, and you gasp as his tongue licks a line down your neck.

"You ain't gross...This is your natural scent." He licks again before burying his face into the crook of your shoulder, his tail wagging, smelling you like you were emergency oxygen.

"I want to taste all of you. Please?" His eyes go wide, a little begging puppy. Damn it worked every time. Valko placed little kisses on your collarbone, moving down towards your cleavage which was deepened by your sports bra. He tugs on the elastic band and you jolt in shock as your breasts tumble free.

"So delicious..." he growls, licking the valley in between before sucking a nipple into his mouth. Long liquid pulls start in your belly as his eyes darken, savoring the lingering sweat on the hard peak. You're writhing and growing damp between your legs, and when Valko continues south, you're helpless to stop him as he tugs off your leggings.

Your scent was strong and musky, and he presses his nose right into the wet spot on your panties, inhaling deeply, eyes becoming all pupil as your sex throbs in need. Hooking a finger into the crotch, he puls them aside to reveal your moist, swollen cunt, his tongue diving right in to the sensitive folds.

You moan and buck into his mouth, but Valko holds your hips, holding you in place as you whimper, the smooth slip of his tongue over your clit almost unbearable. Your restrained struggles only brush your folds against his nose, smearing him with your juices and whetting his appetite even more.

The vibrations from his contented humming as he licks you add to the sensations, a man thoroughly enjoying his meal, drunk on your scent.

"Val..." You cry out weakly, and as your orgasm peaked, you lock eyes with him, mesmerized by the deep amber glow.

Nsfw but like I gotta know your thoughts on how our sweet boy would react to being called sir or daddy, I know he'd blush but I can't decide if he'd actually like either

Thank you so much 🫶💕

I don't think he would naturally go for anything like that generally; usually you’d use cute pet names for one another and during sex he would almost pass out if you say just his name.

Sir wouldn’t feel right, he’d feel like he was supposed to be superior to you if you call him that and it wouldn’t feel good to him.

But I do think he could come around to being called daddy if it stuck him at the right time. He doesn’t want to feel older than you or hold more power in your dynamic - he just likes to know you feel safe with him and it would give him a sense of control that feels very safe for him to explore.

I also tend to think Lars has a breeding kink, and for him, although not really the point of exploring a daddy kink, it would ignite the same feeling in him.

Holland would be so gentle and patient. He's a romantic and his first priority would be that you feel comfortable and special and safe when you're with him.

He's experienced, of course, not only personally since he was married, but also from years of working as an investigator dealing mostly with people in the sex industry, so theres not much he doesn't know about or hasn't seen.

With you, he will really take his time to ease you into sex. He never puts pressure on you, checks in regularly, and talks you through it. This also comes with a great deal of praise because he wants you to know how good you make him feel. So I've added a few little examples below!

nsfw, afab!reader, fingering, hand job, oral, penetrative sex, Holland using pet names for reader, premature ejaculation

happy wishes!

I think Lars would feel very loved.

To him, the blanket his mom made for him is the epitome of safety and the greatest, purest gesture of love. It's got her heart and soul in it because she made it just for him.

So every time you surprise him with a pair of thick knitted mittens, or some cute crocheted coasters for his little table, he isn’t sure how to thank you. Every time he looks at them his eyes tear up.

Easily flustered!Reader desperately trying to hide her kinks from Grace on the Hail Mary, bc having a crush doesn’t mean she should be unprofessional damnit!! Meanwhile Grace is having the time of his life “obliviously” playing into a different kink almost every day (maybe even introducing her to some new ones), just enjoying the show and waiting for her to finally snap and jump him

Oh, Ryland would absolutely love the slow burn.