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Zanka is a babbling, squirming mess at Jabberâs backshots
Zanka is always delighted when he gets what he wants. Being carried into Jabberâs warm and comforting home like a beautiful bride has him giddy. His arms hook around Jabberâs neck, his deep blue eyes staring up at his very handsome boyfriend. If they were on a mission to be as unsuspecting as possible, Jabber would take the prize.
There is no trace of the utter slaughtering he just dosed Zanka with between his legs in the car a few minutes ago. Instead, his features are calm and focused more so on not dropping Zanka as if heâs the most delicate thing in the worldâŚas if heâs not carrying him inside to ruin him all over again.
âCan I hit the light, baby?â Jabber asks, gently setting Zanka down onto his still-wobbly legs.
âFuck the light.â Zanka impatiently tugs at Jabberâs turtleneck, pulling the soft material over his head and discarding it somewhere on the floor. âWe donât need it. You know your way around my body, donât you?â
A soft chuckle leaves Jabberâs lips. While that may be true enough, he has a personal preference of seeing Zanka taking his cock whole. âOf course.â Jabber bites down on his bottom lip, âI still like seeing how you take it. Can you blame me?â
With a hum in response, Zanka carefully navigates through the dark living room until he reaches the tall lamp standing in the corner. He clicks it on, shielding his eyes from the bright, yellow light. Once his eyes adjust, Zanka turns on his heels. For some reason, his cheeks still turn hot at the sight of his topless boyfriend.
Jabber winks over at Zanka, âSexy, huh?â
âA little.â Zanka scoffs, slowly striding back to Jabber. His index finger slowly traces the ring of Jabberâs right nipple, then dances down to the front of his pants.
âWhat did I say in the car?â Jabber grabs Zankaâs wrist in his large hand and brings his hand up for a sweet kiss to his knuckles. He brings Zankaâs hand back to the front of his pants, wrapping his fingers around the growing bulge inside. âAinât nothing little âbout me.â
Zanka gasps when Jabber takes his face in a three-finger grip. His temple is kissed once, then again.
âRight?â
âYesââ Zanka nods, knees going weak as Jabberâs lips press into his jaw. Thereâs just something about Jabberâs kisses that wrap him in a blanket of warmth and want. He wants more, he craves it. Whatever heâs trying to say is muffled by his own soft cries of pleasure when Jabberâs lips come in contact with the sensitive spot just underneath his earlobe.
Jabber grins against the pulse in Zankaâs neck. His lips suck the soft skin between them, suckling deep purples and reds in their wake. His free hand slithers down Zankaâs front and unbuttons his jeans. His fingers are nudging into the pretty panties and stroking at the quivering bud between Zankaâs puffy lips. The way Zankaâs body curls into his and his hands grip onto him for any type of stability strokes him just right.
The wetness slicks his fingers deliciously. Fuck, he wants to taste Zanka again. Honestly, with the way Zanka is grinding his pussy against his hand, he doesnât think thereâs any time to even think about eating him out. Another time, surely.
full story here, ya nasty: Seeing White-Pound Cake ch.2
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hear me out... mlm overstimulation and breath play, but with weed smoke instead of asphyxiation, with Jabber... maybe...perhaps?
Ahh!! I know youâre suggesting Jabber but as soon as a I read anything relating to smoke, I thought of Enjin. Why not both? Ihopethatsokay
All I see is Red Lights
cw: 18+ (duh), x male!reader, breathplay, overstim, drug use (marijuana), praise, dirty talk, anal sex, safe sex
-> characters: Enjin, Jabber
Each of them know just how to tip you over the edge <3
Jabber
The back of your neck is grabbed in Jabberâs large palm. His big, purple irises are dark with lustâ and amusement. His cock is bullying your spasming walls one thrust after another. Itâs relentless, itâs greedy, and itâs perfect.
âJabber,â The ache in your abdomen pulls a whine from your lips.
âNuh uh.â Jabber drawls before inhaling a deep lungful of smoke. âHold out for me, yeah?â
His grip on your thigh keeps you firmly in place underneath him. The view of him from down here is breathtaking. The concentration laced between his eyebrows paired with the bliss dancing along his features is enough to have your cock chubbing up once more.
You throw your head back, fingers gripping the sheets underneath you to further ground your trembling form. The stickiness on your pelvis is only slightly uncomfortable, though youâre under the impression Jabber seems to like it. Of course he would. âI canât. âS too much. Too much, baby.â
Jabber hums lowly, leaning down and giving you a mischievous glare before exhaling an impressive cloud of smoke into the distance between you both.
The hand which once held your head in place now grips your face in a three-finger grip. He shines a toothy grin down at you and watches your eyes bolt shut at the sudden gesture. Then, comes the coughing fit. âIâm sure you know that makes it worse.â
Your coughs are violent and throaty. Tears prick your eyes and you pull in a deep breath of air in a failed attempt to fill your lungs with oxygen. The plowing inside of you doesnât ease upâ in fact, it seems to speed up. The headboard bangs against the wall loudly. Luckily, the distance between the houses on your block are quite great.
Wrapping your fingers around Jabberâs forearm, you blink up at the culprit of your deprivation of air. âY-you asshole.â
Jabber shrugs, âI am what I eat, right?â He pulls out of your glistening hole only to plunge back in. The melody of his hips against you is a loud, filthy song. His movements as controlled as they are quick. You wonât admit it out loud, but Jabber is fucking good at this. âCatch your breath, baby. I gotta hit it one more time.â
You would roll your eyes if you werenât so sensitive it hurts. His thumb caresses your jaw gently in much contrast to everything else heâs doing. Itâs his way of comforting you. âOkay,â You nods subtly, âI can do it.â
âYou can do it.â
*~â˘~*
Enjin
âShit,â Enjin huffs out a chuckle, watching as your form trembles above his. His large palm squeezes your hip and holds you upright while he stares into the glossy orbs that are your eyes. âJust like that. Atta boy.â
You bite down on the inside of your cheek to conceal the pants and whimpers threatening to escape. Your thighs quiver around Enjinâs. How long does he expect you to keep this up?
Thereâs a hand on the back of your neck, then youâre pulled down so youâre just inches away from his face. His eyes are low and a soft red hue. His yellow irises stare back into yours. Youâd shy away if you werenât fucking yourself to another orgasm in his lap.
âThatâs it. Like taking that dick, donât you?â The corner of his mouth lifts. âYeah, you do. Look at you, already so eager for another nut.â
You retreat into the crook of his neck. âEnjin!â Heâs so fucking vulgar, and what for?
âAw, Iâm sorry. Câmere.â Enjin kisses your cheek before biting down on your bottom lip. âSay ahh.â
His hips snap against you, jostling your body above him much quicker than it was previously. Your fingers dig into the couch to ground yourself. Without a second thought, you part your lips.
A thick cloud of smoke invades your space. Immediately, you flinch and let out a cough. One turns to another then another. It had come in contact with your eyes which caused you to bolt them shut.
Enjin doesnât allow you to catch your breath before heâs thrusting back into your sensitive, spent body. His fingers grip your jaw, âLook at me, baby.â
So you do. Your chest rises and falls heavily, still singed from the smoke.
âCatch you breath. We still have the rest of the night.â
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masseuse! levi who absolutely hates his job. rubbing and touching random, dirty people all day definitely wasn't something he enjoyed, but hey, whatever pays the bills right? until you starting coming in more often, requesting him every. single. time.
your skin was always so soft and smelled like shea butter that made his head dizzy, it was music to his ears hearing the small groans of pleasure whenever his calloused hands reached that certain spot in your back or rubbed deeply into the backside of your thighs, slowly trailing up to the plush of your ass.
so you can just imagine how drunk he was on the whiny moans that bounced off of the walls of the small room as he held your waist tightly while licking a long strip of your cunt, puckering his lips and spitting on your clit before sucking harshly, pulling another high pitched moan from your lips.
a/n: denki baby letâs make a home video đââď¸
âtold you to stop sending me twitter porn, freak.â you scoot away from him in bed.
âbabe we gotta try it.â he grabs your waist and scoots you back over. âwhat? you donât like me all of a sudden?â he peppers kisses across your hot cheeks. âjust watch it.â
he watches you open the link, the way you squirm, watching the girl hump against the guys abs. the way she moans, the way her thighs shake, the guy looking up at her like sheâs hung the stars.
âletâs make our own.â he nudges his nose against your neck.
âour own what?â you purse your lips.
âvideo. of you rubbing this cute little pussy on my abs.â he starts to kiss the side of your neck.
âyou donât have any abs.â you close your phone, tossing it aside.
âshut up.â he chuckles. âyou can ride my face after while i jerk my shit.â he nips at your pulse.
you push him back on the bed and push his shirt up and heâs quick to tug it off, watching with lidded eyes as you shimmy out of your sleep shorts. you straddle his waist, looking down at the phone heâs hold in one hand while the other his resting on the back of your thigh.
âcâmon pretty.â he flexes his muscles and thatâs all the coaxing you need. âpull this shirt up for me.â he slides the hand on your thigh up, dragging the fabric of one of his shirts up your body.
he hums when you press yourself against his abs, lifting the shirt up to your neck in the process. you give an experimental grind of your hips and a soft moan slips from your lips. you press harder, fingers curling into the shirt youâre holding up. he flexes again, your breath catches as you follow the ripple.
ânghh fuck!â you gasp, perked clit pressing right against his hard muscle.
âfeels good?â he looks up at you with a lazy grin.
you nod your head and hump against him faster, chasing that building heat in your tummy. he lets his hand on your waist slide up to your tits, kneading and playing with your nipples, pulling the softest sounds from your lips. he can feel how wet youâre leaving him and he squints his eyes with an idea.
âkeep those eyes open.â he pinches your nipple, accompanied by a little zap.
âdenki!â your mouth falls open when he gives the same treatment to your other nipple.
he drops his phone and grabs onto you with both hands, rubbing all over, stopping to send little shocks to your nipples that make you melt. youâre drooling, pleading, thighs shaking right on the edge, when you feel it.
âahh! denk- denki please!â
electricity flows through his abs, through your slick going straight to your pussy and your hips stop, orgasm tearing through you as you soak his muscles. he keeps you moving until youâre spent and heâs pulling you up his chest.
âwha-?â you blink.
âsit on my face.â he pulls you down to his mouth.
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Hello everyone! My name is Ariah and I'm somewhat of a beginning when it comes to writing. I am also starting a book on wattpad currently.
I am currently 19 and a female. I am Indo and afro Jamaican and I am also a Scorpio. (I'm also currently obsessed with the Jackson 5 right now)
My writing will always written with a black/poc in mind. If anyone outside of that demography wants to read my stories you are always welcome to. I don't intend on writing any outside of my comfort zone yet.
What I WILL write.
Fluff
OCs
Angst
Requests (when open)
headcanons
short stories
oneshots
Song fics?
Text fics?
twt fics?
What I WON'T write.
Smut (for now until I feel comfortable with my writing)
Graphic Gore
Incest
Hate Speech
Pedophilia
Non-con
anything I feel uncomfortable writing
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My friend told me sheâs thirsting over Ego. I was going to judge until I remembered I fiend for a deranged chemist who tests his toxins on himself. Eh, birds of a feather.
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-> 18+, modern au, blowjob, praise, âswallow itâ, hair pulling, slight breath play, filthy talk, clit stim, PDA *do NOT try this at home, aight?
How can someone look so damned good while driving? Literally, all Shidou is doing is driving yet your thighs are deadbolted together. You're staring. In your defense, Shidou makes everything he does look hot--- cooking, cleaning, working, nothing. Or maybe you're just head over heels for your boyfriend. Well, thatâs fair enough.
One moment, you were marveling in the way his irises glitter underneath the warm streetlights and how square his jaw is while concentrating on literally making sure nothing or anybody on the road obstructs the route to your home. You didnât mean for the way he grips your thigh every time the car comes to a stop to have you pool arousal in your panties, but here you are.
The next moment, youâre flicking the swollen head of his fat cock with your tongue. His warm, golden skin is still a bit salty from the ocean water, but itâs okay. Thereâs little things that can deter you from sucking your boyfriend offâ- even traffic, evidently.
Shidou curses under his breath. âFuckâ you really donât care, huh? Anyone could see you, you know.â
You shake your head in response, tongue lapping up the precum beading at his velvety tip. âYou know I canât help myself, especially when you look so good behind the wheel.â
He grins down at you, teeth peeking from between his lips. âGo âhead, then.â Shidou pulls the front of his trunks down a bit further so you have better access. "You be careful down there."
"You be careful up there." You shoot him a wink before running your tongue down the side of his cock, flicking the base of the prominent vein there. A soft hum of content leaves your mouth, the vibration pulling a quiet hiss from Shidou's lips.
The moan goes straight to your core, causing you to deadbolt your thighs against one another. It encourages you to repeat the action. His hand comes down and grabs the nape of your neck. His thumb presses into the soft skin, making you delightfully woozy.
âStop playing, girl.â Shidou guides your head up and rolls his hips upward. Heâs always been a little impatient when your mouth is on him like this. âEat that cock.â
You lay your tongue flat and nuzzle down until your nose is being tickled by the plush patch of hair framing his base. A gag makes your throat contract violently around himâ and Shidou grunts at the sound.
âShit â mustâve been hungry.â Shidou lets go of your neck, opting to give your cheek an encouraging pat instead. He steals glances down at you through his lashes.
He admires the way your lips stretch to accommodate all of him. Thereâs saliva coating them, worming down your chin down into his lap. Maybe taking the back roads back to your place wonât hurt...
Your fingers dig into Shidouâs thigh, another guttural noise leaving your mouth. With hollow cheeks, you suckle the veins pulsating against your tongue. Droplets of precum mix with your saliva creating a sultry cocktail for you to swallow down.
The soft grumble of the tires along the tar jostle your body, sending tiny shocks of pleasure directly where you're craving it. You release the deadbolt on your thighs to reach your hand inside of your shorts. The pads of your fingers softly drum your needy clit in time with the bob of your head.
âAhh. Good girl. All of me, babyâ my fucking superstar.â Shidou inhales sharply through his nostrils. His grip on the steering wheel tightens, the leather squeaking under his strong palm. âSpit on it, girl. Itâs yours. Get nasty.â
You loll your tongue out and drool onto his throbbing cock in your hand. The scene is lewd, wet, and sloppyâŚand you love it. Your hand works Shidou in a tight, quick fist. You lean close, swirling the tip of your tongue around his tip. Heâs so reactive that itâs almost flattering.
Then, thereâs a hand replacing your own inside of your shorts. A sharp cry leaves your mouth as Shidou pinches your clit between his fingers. âS-Shidou!â
âThatâs it. Sing to me, girl. Let me hear you.â Shidou grins, toothy and arrogant. His fingers are quick, ruthless, mean. They work you until youâre a panting, writhing mess beside him. For a moment, Shidou lets you lose your composure. Though he canât give you his undivided attention, the attention he does give you is intentional. His bright pink irises glance over at you to drink in how you roll your dripping cunt into his hand. He relishes in your weak attempts at kitty licking his tip while your poor clit is rubbed raw.
âShidouâ mmh â youâre distracting me.â
âIf I can play with your pussy while driving, you can finish the job while itâs getting played with.â Shidou shrugs, blowing you a kiss. A wink comes after, and it tugs at your heartstrings. Freak.
You accept the challenge nonetheless. The heat and want grows between your thighs and under his fingers. Your pulse is loud in your ears, racing against their walls as you wish Shidou would just plunge his fingers into yours.
Your lips wrap around Shidouâs cock again. Your fingers squeeze his base firmly, keeping him in place as you slide your tongue over every bit within its reach.
The hand in your shorts disappears but finds itself in your hair instead. âAtta girl.â Shidouâs tone is a playful. âAll the way down. Yes, oh, look at you. Good girl. Stay riiight there for me, okay? Let me feel your throat around my cock just like this.â
You fucking drool at his foul mouth. Then, your head is pushed down once again. Grabbing his thigh in your palm, you whine loudly. He doesnât let you. Instead, Shidou grinds his cock into the slick walls of your throat. His grip keeps you still so he can do all the work. You heave out, eyes watering at the intrusion.
He thrusts into your mouth greedily, taking everything he needs with the roll of his hips. Your mouth is loud. With every pull of his cock, Shidou marvels in the guttural, slick sounds emitting from your mouth.
âIâm deep in this shit, huh?â Shidou chuckles, pushing your head down further. He fists your hair tight, yanking it back with a strong tug. Your face is free from his pelvis, pants and gasps leaving your mouth. Your eyes are glittering with unshed tears, your lips slick and messy with salvia and precum. Thereâs a slight flush to your cheeks, but thatâs to be expected.
Shidou breaks at a stop sign. The look he gives you is absolutely primal. Oh, youâre in for it when he finally gets you home. âGonna let me make a video one day?â
âIn your dreams.â You playfully roll your eyes.
âMm,â Shidou leans over for a quick peck. âGet back down there, girl. Make me proud.â One wink has you swooning. He knew it would.
Your mouth is back on his the moment he presses his foot to the gas. He fights the urge to throw his head back. Instead, Shidou grips your ass through his shorts to keep his hand occupied.
âSo eager to suck me off. You do it so well, too. F-fuck. Keep it nice and wet for me, yeah?â
You look up the best you can given your position. At the sight of Shidouâs lips slightly agape and his eyes trying their best to focus on whatâs in front of him, the coil in your gut tightens.
His thighs tense underneath your fingertips and another deep groan leaves his mouth. Heâs close. Just knowing he is nearly tips you over the edge yourself. âGonna make a mess of your pretty mouth. Hahâ youâre a fucking natural. Suck my cock so good I canât think straight.â
You hum softly at the praise, and then at the warmth flowing down your throat. Shidou pushes your head down before you can lift it, though. Another string of sticky warmth worms down the back of your tongue.
âNot so fast now,â Shidou smirks even though his eyes are glazed over from the mind-blowing orgasm he just had. âSwallow it.â
Finally. You obey with a soft moan in content. Itâs much easier than you thought it would be. Or maybe you just love the taste of Shidou.
âNow you got me all riled up, girl.â
Letâs ignore the fact this is two weeks late (joking, please hold me accountable). Iâm feeling a bit more confident since my last quiz, and wanted to get this out! How was it? đ