Wow so I somehow gained some followers. *Arigato to all of you. * I plan to continue with the obey me soap boxes as they come, and of course the Uzui Tengen or other brainrots, BUT I think I have enough to start taking requests now. So REQUESTS ARE OPEN!! Below are a list of anime/characters I can write about, but feel free to request anyone. If I am able, I'll give it a go.
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2022 Kinktober Masterlist
My Hero Academia (really any character but Mineta ew and Eri my heart), top choices Aizawa, the big 3, Hawks, Dabi, Shiggy. You get it.
Haikyuu - pretty much anyone although I may need a refresher on some of those other teams.
Demon Slayer - Uzui Tengen is going to rot my brain, but I can do others too
Jujitsu Kaisen - the hold Nanami has on me? But others as well, they really made em all fine.
Attack on Titan - really anyone but my hatred for Zeke is real, but he's not a hard limit.
Inuyasha - oldie but goodie
DBZ - Vegeta lives rent free, but his son can get it too lol.
Obviously anything Obey Me -accept Luke unless it's pure. Webtoons I read include Let's Play, My Dear Cold-Bloodied King, SubZero, Get Schooled, and Lore Olympus.
I think that's a good start, but feel free to request others and I may give it go.
As far as topics/situations?? I'm pretty open and can get pretty dark and intense so you won't scare me off. WILL NOT WRITE SCAT OR AGE PLAY/MINOR CHARACTERS. KNOW ANY CHARACTER WILL CLEARLY BE AGED UP.
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You walk in on Toji naked in the bathroom before he’s about to shower. You’ve always imagined his naked body, but you never imagined he’d be this ripped. A 12 pack at its finest, every single ab muscle sculpted to perfection. He locks eyes with you and motions you over.
He says “I’ve seen the way you gawk at me when you think I’m not looking. You like what you see pretty?”
He smiles and turns to completely face you, and you can’t help but see what’s really underneath those grey sweatpants.
You try to play it off like it’s nothing, but your small groan and lip bite gives you away.
“Why don’t you come give it a taste pretty”
You usher over to him and he tilts your head upwards to give you a peck
“Come on, don’t be scared.” He says as he slowly begins to stroke his hardening cock
He puts it in both of your small hands, taking up all of the space
“There we go, stroke it just like that. Use those pretty hands.”
“And to think. I was just about to get into the shower. What a missed opportunity this would’ve been….to have you to myself in the shower”
He leads you over to the shower and turns the water on
“Now drop those clothes and follow me”
You two enter his shower and he leans in to whisper in you ear “come now, wash your meal”
He grabs the wash cloth and puts it in your hands, along with his rock hard cock.
Mouth wide open at how surprisingly hard he is, you begin to wash him. You wah up and down his long shaft. From tip to balls, balls to tip. You hear him whimper when you wrap around the head stroking him prettily.
“Fuuuuu. I think its clean enough…now come finish your meal”
He sits back on a stool to watch, as you move down to your knees, shower water hitting your back, as your mouth takes all of him in.
Bobbing up and down the shaft, you pull back and suck soley on the head. SInce he liked it so much.
“That’s right..be a gg and please daddy”
“Damn..you’re really good at this. Yea. Yea. Right…there”
“Dont..forget the balls”
Mouth full, you finish him off swiftly, and he proceeds to bend you over the stool.
“I think it’s time for my dessert”
This time you’re the meal, and he shows no mercy….
“Now let’s get all cleaned up..so we can do it again. But this time, your bed.”
So while I've been gone I've been watching a ridiculous amount of One Piece. Currently, I just finished the Dressrosa arc and trucking along. But! I been peeping everyone and I've come up with my own ideas of what's going down on that boat. Am I back? Probably not, but while I'm here let me add my thoughts on the One Piece web of fucking. The who's who of your favorite straw hats.
*Pulls out simp soapbox*
So obviously, Sanji's love for Nami is unmatched, but she will never give him the time of day. But... she will ABSOLUTELY give the pirate hunter Zoro all the time. I'm not fooled by all that bickering, I know sexual tension when I see it. They absolutely fuck in secret. Hard, rough, mean, aggressive fucking. Zoro absolutely puts Nami in her place and tells her he's sick of her smartass mouth and has a much better use for it.
No one knows about this... No one except, Sanji. Why does Sanji know? Because Zoro tells him, of course. Zoro knows exactly how much Sanji wants to be with Nami, so when Sanji is bothering Zoro, Zoro whispers in his ear how he'll take this out on Nami later. He tells Sanji in excruciating detail how he fucks Nami on every part of the ship. Facefucks her mouth to the point of tears, and how she begs him to never stop. Every time Sanji hears these things, he becomes red with rage. He can't believe it, and yet he can't help being turned on by it. He can't help wrapping his hands tightly around his dick and working himself to completion over and over again at the thought of them two together. He can't understand it, but he can't stop himself from aggravating "moss head" in hopes of hearing another delicious detail about his beloved Nami. It's a vicious cycle.
And Robin? She just gets it when she needs it, from Zoro or Sanji, sometimes both when she's feeling extra spicy. Until she meets Traffy... but hers is a story for another day.
Ok I didnt want to write a whole fic about this but here me yap for a second...i just think that Zamasu would try to prove how he was the obvious choice for controlling Goku's body in the future.
Tags: MDNI 18+ oh i guess technically spoiler if you havent seen Super foursome(??). fmmm. self-cest. masturbation. dirty talk. humiliation. goku x goku black / zamasu x reader. Zamasu is holding all the reigns. Im not sure where this was going, but like...it had to be said.
Im thinking thoughts, thoughts of Zamasu and Goku Black travelling unto Earth. Talks of ending the world and making it their own, destroying the world yada yada. And of course Goku (your boyfriend and partner in crime), wants to fight- but you know in your soul- theres no way he's winning. Zamasu talks of purity and how easy it was to overpower Goku in the future before he slides his gaze...to you. And..oh you- well now you weren't in the future were you? Pretty thing that you are...How about you come with us hm? I'm sure we can treat your body way better than he has.
Actually, he's sure he can treat both you and Goku's bodies the way their meant to be treated. To serve...under him. In every way.
Of course you're protesting- but really its no matter. Its either the world is destroyed or they have you and they leave your little measly planet alone.
There's a barely there affirmation (work with me here we don't need canon Goku right now) and suddenly you're in your home and Zamasu is behind you wrapping his green hands around your waist and pulling you flush against him. Propping his head against your shoulder while he tells you to wait " for the show"
Doesnt take a genius to realize whats happening when your Goku is spread out on his back and Goku black himself is kissing down his body.
"Think of it like training Goku. Just take what is given" Zamasu tells your boyfriend.
And maybe you shouldn't look or enjoy the fact that another man that looks like yours is holding his cock and making him fuck himself with the pink haired fist. Or the fact that green fingers plunge into your slicked insides, matching the pace and sounds of Gokus whining. Perhaps its not wise to beg for more while Zamasu adds marks to your neck as he grips your hips and fucks you faster down on his dick. Cant hear Goku's whining when you're moaning in pleasure. Maybe you shouldn't tighten up when Pink hair tells Goku to beg to come. To admit that he does in fact treat Goku's body better. He wont come until he admits how good he's treating him- you wont come either. You better say it louder, cant hear you over all the moaning
I really thought I was past this. I really thought I was safe, but have y'all seen Tengen in his glorious retired state? I don't think I'm back, but who knows the brainrot is coming back with a vengeance.
*Pulls out of the attic and dusts off soapbox*
Picture it... You're training with retired Tengen in the darkest part of the woods. You can't see anything and you can only hope to trust your other instincts.
"What happens when you can't see your own hand in front of you? How do you attack?"
You can't see him. You're not even sure you heard where his voice came from. You hear the wind in the trees, but no hint as to where he is. You look side to side trying to spot him.
"At some point you have to move. You do plan to attack me at some point don't you?"
You turn your head in the direction of his voice when you feel his lips press against your ear from the other side.
"Or do you just plan to let me devour you without a fight?"
You gasp and turn towards him, but can see nothing. His strong hand wraps around around your waist, and you feel his lips graze your other ear.
"I think you want to be taken. Is that why you won't attack?"
He presses you against his body. You feel his arms wrap tightly around your back. His abs and chest pressed against your stomach and chest. You instinctively lean into his touch. As soon as you do, he's gone again. You stumble, searching for him, missing his touch before you really have a chance to enjoy it. You're still blind. Surrounded in darkness and unable to get your bearings. You take a step back and run into his hard body. His hand reaches for your hair and bends your head back. He leans in close to you. You feel his cheek slightly graze your jawline. You feel his wet tongue as he licks from the base of your neck to your ear. You feel his breath on your ear.
"You like the idea of being taken when you can't see where the attack is coming from, don't you? Love the idea of getting used and abused without being able to see who's doing it."
His fingers slip inside you. Filling you before you can question where they came from or when he made his way between your thighs. His lips still tickling your ear as he works his fingers in and out of you. You're panting and writhing against him, but he has a strong grip on your hair, and an even stronger grip holding you against him.
"That's what you want isn't it? You want to be taken in the darkness. Consumed when you're blind and only dependent on what you feel. and what you... hear."
When he says hear, he slides a third finger past your folds and you know you won't last long. He tightens his grip on your hair, forcing you into an arch, working his fingers furiously in and out of you. You're shaking, panting, gasping for air.
"And now you're going to come surrounded by darkness aren't you? Going to come all over these fingers that you can't see who they belong to. You're going to come in the dark woods, blind, panting, writhing against a shapeless voice."
"I... I know it's Lord Tengen."
"Do you now? Well aren't you a good girl?"
That breaks the dam and you do just as he says and come all over his fingers, blind to everything but his voice and touch. Wave after wave of pleasure rushing out of you. He waits until your body goes limp against his arm. He lets go of your hair and kisses your neck. He bites your ear and breathes into it.
"Hope you get your wits about you and find your way home."
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#Almost 2k words?! Who tf am I? #piss kink #blood warning #CNC kink #public sex #exhibitionkink #coercion but reader is willing. #Degradtion
You consider yourself a reasonable girl. Fairly tame and pretty good. Never really doing anything out the way. Not a prude, but definitely tends to follow the rules of a lady. You've had sex, sure, but it was very much a "lights off, missionary" type of situation. That is, until Gojo Satoru...
That smooth talking, blue-eyed, white-haired, devil had you back at his place so fast, ready to throw all your morals away with such ease, you should have been ashamed. It had started at a bar. You had never seen anyone so beautiful in your life when he walked up and offered to buy you a drink. That drink turned into a few, which led to shots in his private booth. When his lips found your ear, you said the music was loud and that was the only way you could hear him. When his tongue tickled your neck, you giggled. When he hands found their way up your thighs, inside your skirt, and pushing your panties to the side, you knew you were in trouble. His long skilled fingers had you writhing in moments and morals be damned, you knew you'd give anything to fuck this man.
You like that, don't you? Sure, you do.
He whispered into your ear while you rode his fingers like Seabiscuit chasing an orgasm that just wouldn't come.
I stay close by. Want to get out of here?...
You're nodding so fast it's embarrassing, but god his fingers are doing a number on you. He tongues you so aggressively, your body is actively wilting when he pulls away. The way he smiles at you when he pulls your panties off and slides them into your mouth with the same two fingers that were just in your wanting pussy, is definitely a sin.
Keep your mouth shut or people will see...
He leads you out of the bar. When he pulls you in an alley you want to say no, but his fingers are back in you before you can protest. His body against yours, one hand covering your mouth, while the other finger fucks you senseless. You're mentally climbing the wall when suddenly his strong hands are lifting you up on his shoulders before your brain can catch up. The moment his tongue enters you all hope is lost. Your bundled up panties do absolutely nothing to muffle your screams as your hips buck into him with abandon while he viciously laps at you.
He slides you down the wall, takes your panties out your mouth and gives you your taste back to you. His hand gripping your ass while his fingers find your now dripping hole. Stirring the fire, not allowing the orgasm to end.
You really liked that didn't you? I know you did. I can taste it. I have friend with me. Wouldn't it be a hoot if he tasted it too?
"A friend?"
Yea, he's a kinda mean, but that's ok right?
He slides a third finger in you and grinds his body into you. You can feel his dick pressing into your belly button through his pants. He grabs a handful of your hair and tilts your lips to his. You lean into his body, desperate for more. You're coming all over his hands and clawing at him like a bitch in heat when the club door swings open.
Satoru, you asshole. Why the fuck would you leave me?! Oh... I see...
You lock eyes with another stupid beautiful man with long black hair. Your hand moves to push Gojo away, but he works into you faster. He leans his head down by your ear. His tongue runs up your neck and over your ear. His hand holding you on his fingers.
You like coming while he's watching you, don't you? Sure, you do.
Sure enough, your body betrays you and you're unabashedly biting into Gojo's shoulder and coming while this beautiful stranger watches you. He walks closer to you two, smiling, never taking his eyes off yours.
No wonder you left me. You found a little slut to play with.
His words feel like a slap, and you want to immediately object, but then again, he did catch you in a dark alley, one leg hiked up around Gojo, coming into his hand and panting while he watched. Gojo chuckles as he slides his fingers out of you. He winks at you as he licks his fingers.
Geto, I was just talking about you. Come over here, she's real fucking tasty.
The long-haired, beautiful man, Geto as Gojo called him, reaches out grabs between your thighs. He slides his fingers from your cunt to your clit quickly and roughly. He brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks them clean.
Well, you're not wrong. She is pretty damn good. I could probably fuck her.
He said it so casual. He could PROBABLY fuck you. PROBABLY?! The fuck he means probably? What frustrated you the most is the fact that now you wanted him to WANT to fuck you. Gojo grinds up against you smiling.
You don't mind if he comes, yeah? He even said you taste good. You don't want to stop here, yeah? You want more, yeah? Sure, you do.
Your feet are following Gojo out the alley and down the street with little resistance. Geto walks a little ahead. He hasn't looked at you since his fingers taste tested your cunt like a common whore. Nevermind the fact he hadn't even spoke to you directly, but he knows what you taste like. You're just about to come to your senses and run away when you guys stop in front of a building. Geto turns to look at you, a smirk on his ridiculously beautiful face.
We're going to fuck you like the slut are. That's what you want, isn't it?
You stop dead in your tracks, mouth open wide. Gojo grabs the back of your head and slides his tongue in your mouth. You're embarrassed how hard your knees buckle. He pulls away and grabs your hand.
That's what you want, yeah? Sure, it is.
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You always considered yourself a pretty tame person. Nothing too wild or out of pocket when it came to sex... that is until you were split roasted between two beautiful men you just met in a club. Well one in a club... the other in a dark alley while the latter finger fucked you to oblivion. That one in question was currently looking down at you.
Geto had wasted no time popping his rather large cock down your throat as soon as you had walked in. Gojo had pulled your ass up and licked you from clit to tail and commenced to place his equally large dick inside your hungry, leaking hole. Geto held the sides of your head and fucked your mouth like he had a personal grudge against it. Tears streamed down your face, and you struggled to breathe through your nose in between each vicious thrust. Gojo held your hips firmly in place as he pounded into you from behind. His balls slapping against you and in tandem with his hips
Geto: She won't open her mouth enough. How's her cunt?
Gojo: Oh, it's real fucking open now. It was tight at first, but I fucked it real good.
Geto: Let me see. Let's switch
They both pull out of you and shuffle around. Geto sits on the couch and positions you on his lap, your back to his chest. He drops each of your legs over his thighs, spreading you wide. The tip of his dick tickles your lips, threatening to impale you at any moment.
Now let's see if I can get this hole to open up for me.
He slams you down, without any kind of warning filling you instantly. You realize very quickly that he is in fact bigger than Gojo, which is saying something. He's definitely thicker. You mouth opens in shock, but no sound comes out. Gojo takes this as an invitation and slides his dick in your mouth.
Well, don't mind if I do, since you asked so nicely. Geto, I think she just has a small mouth. That's not her fault. You just have to force it open a bit.
Gojo grabs the back of your head and pushes the full length of his dick down your throat and sits there. You look up him frantically.
That's all it is, yeah? Just gotta force it a bit right? Sure, it is.
Gojo doesn't pull out of your mouth. Instead, he holds himself in the back of your throat, making his dick jump in your tonsils.
Geto: Well at least her cunt is much more accommodating. It swallowed me whole.
Gojo: You have to be a little sweeter to her. Isn't that right? You like when I'm sweet to you, yeah? You like when I let you have all of this dick at once, yeah? Of course, you do.
Geto thrusts upwards, holding you firmly on his dick, and leans up to your ear. He bites it hard, and you cry out, but because of Gojo, it's just gurgled noises.
I don't need to be sweet to her. I think she likes being a fucking slut. Isn't that right, slut?
He pumps into you hard, sending waves through your body.
Sure, it is.
They both laugh as they work in and out of you. Slapping and wet sounds coming from both ends of you. Gojo wipes your tears and coos at you when they escape your eyes but doesn't stop his assault on your lips. Geto buries his girth in you and fucks you without mercy. Gojo slaps you.
Aht aht. No passing out. Keep those eyes open. I'm about to give you a treat. You want a treat yeah, for being such good girl, yeah? You'll take it all, yeah? Right down that pretty little throat, right?
Contradicting his sweet tone, Gojo aggressively thrusts into your mouth. His grip on the back of your head, holding you in place. Then thick, hot, come shoots down your throat. It fills your mouth, and comes out the corners of your mouth, and feels like it wants to come out your nose.
Oh, don't waste it. Keep it in your mouth love.
He slides his dick out of your mouth and forces his tongue in it. Come shoots out your nose. He licks his lips and smiles at you as he pulls away from you. As soon as his body moves away Geto lifts you up and turns you over and slams your face down in the couch.
Finally. Now, that he's out the way.
You feel warm liquid shooting over your back and ass. You look back to investigate, and Geto pisses on your face laughing.
Who needs a bathroom, when you have a slut? You like that shit don't you, slut?
Before you can answer, he slides his dick back in you. He digs his nails into your hips and fucks you relentlessly, your head slamming into the cushions. He yells and pulls out of you. He grabs a handful of hair, lifts you up, and forces his past your lips just as come erupts from the tip. The quick action bursts your lip, but he keeps pumping into you as ream after ream of come shoots down your throat. He pulls out and shoots the last bit over your face.
I guess you can open your mouth more, huh? Just need some force, huh?
He smirks as he lets go of your hair and walks away. Your body drops. Gojo grabs your face tenderly and licks your lips and cheeks.
That was fun, yeah? You wanna go again, yeah?
You look up at him. You face covered in come, tears, and blood. He smiles at you as he stands you up.
I'm bacckkkk, well not really LOL, but here is one of my favorite entries for #kinktober last year. I think it's even more relevant now, so here you go. definitely not for the faint of heart, because what in the world was I on???
#Almost 2k words?! Who tf am I? #piss kink #blood warning #CNC kink #public sex #exhibitionkink #coercion but reader is willing. #Degradtion
You consider yourself a reasonable girl. Fairly tame and pretty good. Never really doing anything out the way. Not a prude, but definitely tends to follow the rules of a lady. You've had sex, sure, but it was very much a "lights off, missionary" type of situation. That is, until Gojo Satoru...
That smooth talking, blue-eyed, white-haired, devil had you back at his place so fast, ready to throw all your morals away with such ease, you should have been ashamed. It had started at a bar. You had never seen anyone so beautiful in your life when he walked up and offered to buy you a drink. That drink turned into a few, which led to shots in his private booth. When his lips found your ear, you said the music was loud and that was the only way you could hear him. When his tongue tickled your neck, you giggled. When he hands found their way up your thighs, inside your skirt, and pushing your panties to the side, you knew you were in trouble. His long skilled fingers had you writhing in moments and morals be damned, you knew you'd give anything to fuck this man.
You like that, don't you? Sure, you do.
He whispered into your ear while you rode his fingers like Seabiscuit chasing an orgasm that just wouldn't come.
I stay close by. Want to get out of here?...
You're nodding so fast it's embarrassing, but god his fingers are doing a number on you. He tongues you so aggressively, your body is actively wilting when he pulls away. The way he smiles at you when he pulls your panties off and slides them into your mouth with the same two fingers that were just in your wanting pussy, is definitely a sin.
Keep your mouth shut or people will see...
He leads you out of the bar. When he pulls you in an alley you want to say no, but his fingers are back in you before you can protest. His body against yours, one hand covering your mouth, while the other finger fucks you senseless. You're mentally climbing the wall when suddenly his strong hands are lifting you up on his shoulders before your brain can catch up. The moment his tongue enters you all hope is lost. Your bundled up panties do absolutely nothing to muffle your screams as your hips buck into him with abandon while he viciously laps at you.
He slides you down the wall, takes your panties out your mouth and gives you your taste back to you. His hand gripping your ass while his fingers find your now dripping hole. Stirring the fire, not allowing the orgasm to end.
You really liked that didn't you? I know you did. I can taste it. I have friend with me. Wouldn't it be a hoot if he tasted it too?
"A friend?"
Yea, he's a kinda mean, but that's ok right?
He slides a third finger in you and grinds his body into you. You can feel his dick pressing into your belly button through his pants. He grabs a handful of your hair and tilts your lips to his. You lean into his body, desperate for more. You're coming all over his hands and clawing at him like a bitch in heat when the club door swings open.
Satoru, you asshole. Why the fuck would you leave me?! Oh... I see...
You lock eyes with another stupid beautiful man with long black hair. Your hand moves to push Gojo away, but he works into you faster. He leans his head down by your ear. His tongue runs up your neck and over your ear. His hand holding you on his fingers.
You like coming while he's watching you, don't you? Sure, you do.
Sure enough, your body betrays you and you're unabashedly biting into Gojo's shoulder and coming while this beautiful stranger watches you. He walks closer to you two, smiling, never taking his eyes off yours.
No wonder you left me. You found a little slut to play with.
His words feel like a slap, and you want to immediately object, but then again, he did catch you in a dark alley, one leg hiked up around Gojo, coming into his hand and panting while he watched. Gojo chuckles as he slides his fingers out of you. He winks at you as he licks his fingers.
Geto, I was just talking about you. Come over here, she's real fucking tasty.
The long-haired, beautiful man, Geto as Gojo called him, reaches out grabs between your thighs. He slides his fingers from your cunt to your clit quickly and roughly. He brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks them clean.
Well, you're not wrong. She is pretty damn good. I could probably fuck her.
He said it so casual. He could PROBABLY fuck you. PROBABLY?! The fuck he means probably? What frustrated you the most is the fact that now you wanted him to WANT to fuck you. Gojo grinds up against you smiling.
You don't mind if he comes, yeah? He even said you taste good. You don't want to stop here, yeah? You want more, yeah? Sure, you do.
Your feet are following Gojo out the alley and down the street with little resistance. Geto walks a little ahead. He hasn't looked at you since his fingers taste tested your cunt like a common whore. Nevermind the fact he hadn't even spoke to you directly, but he knows what you taste like. You're just about to come to your senses and run away when you guys stop in front of a building. Geto turns to look at you, a smirk on his ridiculously beautiful face.
We're going to fuck you like the slut are. That's what you want, isn't it?
You stop dead in your tracks, mouth open wide. Gojo grabs the back of your head and slides his tongue in your mouth. You're embarrassed how hard your knees buckle. He pulls away and grabs your hand.
That's what you want, yeah? Sure, it is.
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You always considered yourself a pretty tame person. Nothing too wild or out of pocket when it came to sex... that is until you were split roasted between two beautiful men you just met in a club. Well one in a club... the other in a dark alley while the latter finger fucked you to oblivion. That one in question was currently looking down at you.
Geto had wasted no time popping his rather large cock down your throat as soon as you had walked in. Gojo had pulled your ass up and licked you from clit to tail and commenced to place his equally large dick inside your hungry, leaking hole. Geto held the sides of your head and fucked your mouth like he had a personal grudge against it. Tears streamed down your face, and you struggled to breathe through your nose in between each vicious thrust. Gojo held your hips firmly in place as he pounded into you from behind. His balls slapping against you and in tandem with his hips
Geto: She won't open her mouth enough. How's her cunt?
Gojo: Oh, it's real fucking open now. It was tight at first, but I fucked it real good.
Geto: Let me see. Let's switch
They both pull out of you and shuffle around. Geto sits on the couch and positions you on his lap, your back to his chest. He drops each of your legs over his thighs, spreading you wide. The tip of his dick tickles your lips, threatening to impale you at any moment.
Now let's see if I can get this hole to open up for me.
He slams you down, without any kind of warning filling you instantly. You realize very quickly that he is in fact bigger than Gojo, which is saying something. He's definitely thicker. You mouth opens in shock, but no sound comes out. Gojo takes this as an invitation and slides his dick in your mouth.
Well, don't mind if I do, since you asked so nicely. Geto, I think she just has a small mouth. That's not her fault. You just have to force it open a bit.
Gojo grabs the back of your head and pushes the full length of his dick down your throat and sits there. You look up him frantically.
That's all it is, yeah? Just gotta force it a bit right? Sure, it is.
Gojo doesn't pull out of your mouth. Instead, he holds himself in the back of your throat, making his dick jump in your tonsils.
Geto: Well at least her cunt is much more accommodating. It swallowed me whole.
Gojo: You have to be a little sweeter to her. Isn't that right? You like when I'm sweet to you, yeah? You like when I let you have all of this dick at once, yeah? Of course, you do.
Geto thrusts upwards, holding you firmly on his dick, and leans up to your ear. He bites it hard, and you cry out, but because of Gojo, it's just gurgled noises.
I don't need to be sweet to her. I think she likes being a fucking slut. Isn't that right, slut?
He pumps into you hard, sending waves through your body.
Sure, it is.
They both laugh as they work in and out of you. Slapping and wet sounds coming from both ends of you. Gojo wipes your tears and coos at you when they escape your eyes but doesn't stop his assault on your lips. Geto buries his girth in you and fucks you without mercy. Gojo slaps you.
Aht aht. No passing out. Keep those eyes open. I'm about to give you a treat. You want a treat yeah, for being such good girl, yeah? You'll take it all, yeah? Right down that pretty little throat, right?
Contradicting his sweet tone, Gojo aggressively thrusts into your mouth. His grip on the back of your head, holding you in place. Then thick, hot, come shoots down your throat. It fills your mouth, and comes out the corners of your mouth, and feels like it wants to come out your nose.
Oh, don't waste it. Keep it in your mouth love.
He slides his dick out of your mouth and forces his tongue in it. Come shoots out your nose. He licks his lips and smiles at you as he pulls away from you. As soon as his body moves away Geto lifts you up and turns you over and slams your face down in the couch.
Finally. Now, that he's out the way.
You feel warm liquid shooting over your back and ass. You look back to investigate, and Geto pisses on your face laughing.
Who needs a bathroom, when you have a slut? You like that shit don't you, slut?
Before you can answer, he slides his dick back in you. He digs his nails into your hips and fucks you relentlessly, your head slamming into the cushions. He yells and pulls out of you. He grabs a handful of hair, lifts you up, and forces his past your lips just as come erupts from the tip. The quick action bursts your lip, but he keeps pumping into you as ream after ream of come shoots down your throat. He pulls out and shoots the last bit over your face.
I guess you can open your mouth more, huh? Just need some force, huh?
He smirks as he lets go of your hair and walks away. Your body drops. Gojo grabs your face tenderly and licks your lips and cheeks.
That was fun, yeah? You wanna go again, yeah?
You look up at him. You face covered in come, tears, and blood. He smiles at you as he stands you up.
Small update. The end of the month really got away from me and I didn't get to post much for kinktober... BUT I have at least two lovely drafts I plan to finish and will post. We'll just call it kinkvember.
It's no question or doubt that Krillin loves you. Always so attentive to all your needs and wants. Need a helping hand with the groceries? He's there before you ask. Someone picks a fight with you? He's ready to defend you regardless how strong they are. Need to come so much you blackout? Easy work.
I'll rub your feet, y/n! He says with a happy smile.
You stretch out on the couch as he begins rubbing your feet. His hands slick with warm oil as they glide over and across your feet. Taking his time to work each and every toe. Kneading your arches and heels, leaving no part of your feet unattended.
He shifts as he begins working your legs. Deeply massaging your calves and rotating your ankles. The warm oil lulling you to sleep, as you enjoy his quiet attentiveness. You scarcely feel when he shifts slightly to begin kneading your thighs, but the long strokes and rotations on your thighs feel exquisite. His fingers inching closer to your lips with each glide of his hands. When you feel a different kind pressure, you open your eyes slightly to see his mouth pressed against your lips through your panties. His tongue moving slowly against the fabric, matching the speed of his hands as they slide around your thighs. He inhales deeply.
You're so beautiful, y/n. So absolutely amazing. I just love inhaling your scent.
He shifts so he's completely laying between your legs. His hands gently gripping the tops of your thigh and hips. He continues his combined massages on your thighs and with his mouth. His tongue slowly lapping at the fabric, small, unhurried, figure eights from your clit to your hole while his fingers roll into your thighs. It doesn't take long before your panties are drenched, plastered to you like a second skin. He flattens his tongue against you and wraps his lips around the outside of your lips. The tip of his tongue threatening to enter you each time he rolls his tongue against you. You reach to remove your panties, but his hands stop yours.
Don't move. There's force in his voice and it vibrates against you.
His fingers grip your panties as he slowly pulls them down. You lift your ass so he can get past, and he slowly drags them down your legs. Painfully gliding the panties against your skin while he plants kisses gently on your legs. When he finally makes it to your feet, he continues his slow, treacherous assault on your toes. Sliding each toe in his warm mouth, as he rubs you. Your body feels like liquid in his hands. His fingers begin tiptoeing up your legs as soft kisses follow. As he reaches your thighs, he hooks your legs over his shoulders.
He slides a finger in with ease, slowly working in and out of you while suckling on your legs. When he slides a second finger in you, he looks deep into your eyes. His thumb rubs soft circles on your clit while his fingers work deep inside of you. The slow fire simmering inside you has you arching into his hands, desperate for more. He presses on your stomach, holding you down with ease.
Shhhh. No need to rush. God, you're beautiful like this.
His thumb applies more pressure, but not speed. You feel his fingers curl inside of you as he drums lightly on your spot. Soft whimpers escape your lips. His fingers slow and meticulous in you. His thumb with just enough pressure on your clit, makes circles that have you seeing stars. Unable to grind into him, because his hand holds you firmly in place. You want to come so bad; the orgasm is right there. He holds you there, right at the edge. Never giving you enough to fall.
You're doing so well. Look at you.
His voice soft, contradicting the fire writhing inside of you. He kisses your thighs lovingly, never stopping the beautiful, agonizingly slow, symphony he's conducting with his fingers.
You're stunning. Glorious. A goddess.
His lips lock on your clit in an instant. His tongue immediately resuming the circles his thumb left behind. His fingers drumming inside of you. Your voice catches in your throat. Your chest heaves up and down. You look down at him and he's already staring at you. At once, he applies more pressure with his mouth, adding a sucking to the now intense circles of his tongue. He slides a third finger in you and begins to work you faster, harder. Finally getting enough, your orgasm crashes out of you with ferocious velocity, projecting out of you with great force. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, and a shrill whine is all that can manage to escape you. Each movement of his tongue shifts another gear, that has you climbing the walls. His hand on your stomach applies more pressure, not allowing you to move as orgasm after orgasm ricochets through your body. He sits up, replacing his tongue with his thumb.
Keep going. Keep coming. That's it. That's my girl. Let it all out. It's ok, you deserve all of this. Soak my hands. You're so beautiful. Wow, there's so much. Such a good girl.
Your voice goes completely out as your body convulses violently against him. A final dam breaks, and the orgasm crashing out of you completely takes your vision as everything goes black. Your body goes limp on the couch. He slides his fingers out of you gently and licks them clean. He gathers you in his arms and carries you to the bedroom. He runs to the bathroom and gets a warm soapy towel. He cleans you up and covers you with the covers. He checks your breathing and finds you sleeping peacefully. He kisses your cheek.
It's no question or doubt that Krillin loves you. Always so attentive to all your needs and wants. Need a helping hand with the groceries? He's there before you ask. Someone picks a fight with you? He's ready to defend you regardless how strong they are. Need to come so much you blackout? Easy work.
I'll rub your feet, y/n! He says with a happy smile.
You stretch out on the couch as he begins rubbing your feet. His hands slick with warm oil as they glide over and across your feet. Taking his time to work each and every toe. Kneading your arches and heels, leaving no part of your feet unattended.
He shifts as he begins working your legs. Deeply massaging your calves and rotating your ankles. The warm oil lulling you to sleep, as you enjoy his quiet attentiveness. You scarcely feel when he shifts slightly to begin kneading your thighs, but the long strokes and rotations on your thighs feel exquisite. His fingers inching closer to your lips with each glide of his hands. When you feel a different kind pressure, you open your eyes slightly to see his mouth pressed against your lips through your panties. His tongue moving slowly against the fabric, matching the speed of his hands as they slide around your thighs. He inhales deeply.
You're so beautiful, y/n. So absolutely amazing. I just love inhaling your scent.
He shifts so he's completely laying between your legs. His hands gently gripping the tops of your thigh and hips. He continues his combined massages on your thighs and with his mouth. His tongue slowly lapping at the fabric, small, unhurried, figure eights from your clit to your hole while his fingers roll into your thighs. It doesn't take long before your panties are drenched, plastered to you like a second skin. He flattens his tongue against you and wraps his lips around the outside of your lips. The tip of his tongue threatening to enter you each time he rolls his tongue against you. You reach to remove your panties, but his hands stop yours.
Don't move. There's force in his voice and it vibrates against you.
His fingers grip your panties as he slowly pulls them down. You lift your ass so he can get past, and he slowly drags them down your legs. Painfully gliding the panties against your skin while he plants kisses gently on your legs. When he finally makes it to your feet, he continues his slow, treacherous assault on your toes. Sliding each toe in his warm mouth, as he rubs you. Your body feels like liquid in his hands. His fingers begin tiptoeing up your legs as soft kisses follow. As he reaches your thighs, he hooks your legs over his shoulders.
He slides a finger in with ease, slowly working in and out of you while suckling on your legs. When he slides a second finger in you, he looks deep into your eyes. His thumb rubs soft circles on your clit while his fingers work deep inside of you. The slow fire simmering inside you has you arching into his hands, desperate for more. He presses on your stomach, holding you down with ease.
Shhhh. No need to rush. God, you're beautiful like this.
His thumb applies more pressure, but not speed. You feel his fingers curl inside of you as he drums lightly on your spot. Soft whimpers escape your lips. His fingers slow and meticulous in you. His thumb with just enough pressure on your clit, makes circles that have you seeing stars. Unable to grind into him, because his hand holds you firmly in place. You want to come so bad; the orgasm is right there. He holds you there, right at the edge. Never giving you enough to fall.
You're doing so well. Look at you.
His voice soft, contradicting the fire writhing inside of you. He kisses your thighs lovingly, never stopping the beautiful, agonizingly slow, symphony he's conducting with his fingers.
You're stunning. Glorious. A goddess.
His lips lock on your clit in an instant. His tongue immediately resuming the circles his thumb left behind. His fingers drumming inside of you. Your voice catches in your throat. Your chest heaves up and down. You look down at him and he's already staring at you. At once, he applies more pressure with his mouth, adding a sucking to the now intense circles of his tongue. He slides a third finger in you and begins to work you faster, harder. Finally getting enough, your orgasm crashes out of you with ferocious velocity, projecting out of you with great force. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, and a shrill whine is all that can manage to escape you. Each movement of his tongue shifts another gear, that has you climbing the walls. His hand on your stomach applies more pressure, not allowing you to move as orgasm after orgasm ricochets through your body. He sits up, replacing his tongue with his thumb.
Keep going. Keep coming. That's it. That's my girl. Let it all out. It's ok, you deserve all of this. Soak my hands. You're so beautiful. Wow, there's so much. Such a good girl.
Your voice goes completely out as your body convulses violently against him. A final dam breaks, and the orgasm crashing out of you completely takes your vision as everything goes black. Your body goes limp on the couch. He slides his fingers out of you gently and licks them clean. He gathers you in his arms and carries you to the bedroom. He runs to the bathroom and gets a warm soapy towel. He cleans you up and covers you with the covers. He checks your breathing and finds you sleeping peacefully. He kisses your cheek.
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Who invites you over to his room to try on clothes. Only when you get there, he's in stockings and heels looking pretty as ever and he wants you to try on the matching set he got you. Of course you try it on, and it's fabulous, stunning, even. You and Asmo prance around his room, giggling and dancing in your matching fits, just like girlfriends. He has you stand in front of his full-length mirror while he stands behind so you both can see.
And then...
He's massaging your clit. Whispering in your ear how beautiful you are. Sliding two fingers in you once you become wet, slow finger fucking you with ease. Rubbing his stocking-clad thigh against yours, moving against you. He bends you over and slides inside you so fast, all you can do is gasp. He tells you to hold the mirror while he pumps into you. The sight is one to behold. Beautiful Asmo, stockings and heels that match your stockings and heels, thrusting into you, his eyes baring into yours. You feel the friction of his thighs on yours. You feel his balls slapping against your ass. His manicured nails digging into your hips, threatening to rip your stockings, as he begins to fuck you faster, harder. Fiercely pounding into you.
Now you make sure you call me daddy when you come, my pretty one.
Satan
Who loves to make his own personal kitten. Puts cat ears and a tail on you and makes you crawl around on all fours meowing. Except the tail is a vibrating tail. A remote-controlled vibrating tail only he as the remote to. He loves to play with the vibrations while you do your "cat tasks". Licking from your milk bowl? Medium vibrations. Cleaning your yourself? Low vibrations. Fucking you relentlessly, in your pretty collar with a bell and leash? The highest vibrations.
Aizawa x reader - you've been bratting all week with your boyfriend, Shota Aizawa, and he's come to collect. #nocoffeeorbrakfastkinktober #Aizawa #ropeplay #impactplay #nippleplay #forcedorgasm
You knew it was only a matter of time. You had been mouthing off, rolling your eyes, sighing in annoyance, and honestly just being rude to your boyfriend all week. In your defense, it had been a long week, and you didn't always realize you were doing it... but he did. He knew you were having a long week, but he kept a running tally of every single eye roll and tch you let slip just for giggles.
So here you are, Saturday night, in the basement kneeling on the floor, trying to remember every last indiscretion. Wishing this was the first time this happened, but knowing better.
Stand up.
You stand up slowly, but refusing to look up at him.
Do you know how many times you rolled your eyes at me this week?
He knows you have no idea, doesn't stop him from waiting for an answer anyway. He stands in front of you, and lifts your face so he can see your eyes.
Answer me.
I... I don't know sir... but in my defense...
I don't care about the reason. I want a number.
You try to look down, but he holds your face, staring into your eyes, waiting.
Twice? You say hopeful.
He smiles, but it’s far from sweet and loving.
He grabs your wrists and begins to wrap rope around them. Slowly dragging the rope across your skin with each loop as he ties them together. He stretched you thoroughly beforehand, so you knew rope was coming. Anytime you are in particular trouble he likes to render you completely helpless and at his mercy. He finishes tying your wrists without another word to you. He drops the excess rope to the floor. He grabs another bundle and begins quietly tying a chest harness on you.You try to read his expression each time he walks in front of you pulling the rope around your chest, but he doesn’t look at you. The final loop makes you wince as he tightens the knot on your back. You looks at you questioning.
Green sir…
He checks the knot again, runs his fingers along the inside of the rope, making sure it’s not cutting into your skin. Always so meticulous. He grabs another bundle and taps the inside of your thigh with it. You reluctantly spread your legs. He begins wrapping the rope around one of your ankles, creating a cuff. He ties the end to one of the hard points on the floor and moves to the other side. He repeats the cuff on your other ankle and ties the other side down. He steps in front of you and admires his work. You stand before him, feet spread wide, the chest harness tight around your mid section, and your wrists tied in front of you. You instinctively pull on the ankle cuffs. The cuffs themselves are not too tight, but there’s no give from the hard points. Your legs aren’t closing or opening at all until he unties them…
Sir… I’m sorry I was bratty this week. I was in my head about work…
You’re not sorry yet, but you will be.
He grabs the excess rope from my wrists and pulls your arms above your head. Your head follows as he begins looping the rope through the hard point on the ceiling above. He pulls the rope tight and brings the end of the rope to the back of your harness and ties another knot. This causes your arms to bend and puts a slight arch in your back which pushes your breasts up and out, not that they needed any help. The rope wrapped underneath and in between them was already doing a great job of that. Just like your ankles, the cuff on your wrists isn’t overly tight, but the way they are tied above your head gives you no room for mercy. The bend in your arms, almost like you’re leaning into it, means your arms aren’t going to get tired anytime soon. He steps in front you and appreciates his work. You see the proud look in his eyes. Mad or not, he loves tying you. Brings him so much joy to see you presented to him and at his will. Loves feeling the rope glide across his hands and seeing it slide over your body. It relaxes him. He shakes his head and remembers why you’re like this. He grabs a flogger off the table. A thick one with lots of leather straps. Your favorite “thuddy”.
15.
Sir?
That’s how many times you rolled your eyes at me this week. Truly a personal record for you. I don’t think you’ve ever got past 2 or 3 before. To be fair, I’ve never let you get that far without dealing with you, but I was truly curious how far you’d go. I never thought you’d go that far.
He walks closer and grabs the sides of your face.
The first time this pretty little mouth popped off at me, I let it slide because I knew it wasn’t really directed at me, but when you got smart again and AGAIN, I knew you were going to hurt. Oh, and in case you were wondering how many times you mouthed off at me this week, 5 times.
Your mouth drops open, ready to respond, but he grips your face tighter. He leans into your ear.
You don’t wanna know how many times you gave me an exasperated sigh.
He almost growls and you know it’s no use denying. He lets go of your face and steps back. He begins flogging your chest. Each thud landing on a separate breast. After a few minutes you’re panting. Your nipples are at attention. He drops the flogger and steps closer to you. He grabs the left breast and slides it in his mouth. The moan is out your mouth before you process he stopped hitting you. He moves to the right nipple and gives it the same attention. You throw your head back, loving the feel of his warm mouth on you. He massages each breast and nipple while he sucks on the other one, moving between the two. You’re not sure how this is punishment, but you’re quickly not caring as he works each one. That is until he clamps nipple clamps on both your nipples. Your heart drops as the cold metal grips your now hard and fevered nipples. How did he get both on at the same time??? He smiles at you as he grabs the flogger and begins flogging your breasts again. The clamps have all the blood in your nipples so now each slap of the flogger has your brain on fire. Tears well up in your eyes and your brain tries to focus on the shift from pleasure to pain. Each slap brings forth a little yelp from your lips. In your mind you’re wiggling away from the slaps, but the rope has you securely in place.
He stops flogging you and set the flogger down. He walks up to you and checks the clamps. He tightens them just a bit more and you wail in pain. He wipes the few tears that drip down your cheek. He looks at you, waiting.
Green sir…
He never fails to check in. you want to say red, but you both know you aren’t at your limit. Just stubborn. He waves the hitachi wand in front you, and you wish you had said red. He turns it on and places it firmly on your clit. The immediate shock makes the scream sitting in your throat come out as a desperate wheeze. The high powered vibrations already have an orgasm threatening to crash out of you. Instinctively, you try to close your legs, move away, anything to lessen the intensity between your legs, but it’s no use. You look at him with pleading eyes.
Sir… I…
You can come.
Before your brain can react, your body is coming on command. You scream into your arm as come splatters on the floor beneath you. As you’re riding the aftershocks of your orgasm, he tightens your clamps once more. You cry out and try to register if you are screaming from pain or pleasure. The hitachi wand hasn’t left you, and already you feel the pressure building again. You go up on your tiptoes like you’re chasing the orgasm. You look at him again, pleading for the command. Desperately trying to hold back the inevitable, but know if you ask you will be denied. Just when you’re about to lose control and deal with the consequences later he pulls the hitachi wand away.
Bratty bitches who roll their eyes and pop off at their boyfriends don’t deserve to come.
FUUUCCCCKKKK SIR…. PLEASE…
You yank on the ropes and to your horror, all the cuffs tighten on your skin. You look at him frantically.
Aht aht aht… those ropes aren’t going to let you run. You should know that.
He slaps your breasts rapidly. Each smack ricocheting in your ears. The cold metal contradicting your fevered nipples. He places the wand back on your clit and the orgasm is out of you immediately. Your body is on fire from the constant changes. Tears stream down your face as your body tries to thrash against the ropes. You try to move away from the wand but can’t. You don’t know if he increased the intensity or if your body is just heightened, but you’re climbing that mountain a fourth time. You attempt to grind your clit even harder against the wand.
SIR I’M COMING…
No you’re not.
He snatches it away again and you wail in agony. Your body slumps. If you weren’t tied, you would have been on your knees. He tightens your clamps again and you wonder how many more notches are left.
SMACK SMACK, SMACK SMACK
He slaps each of your nipples twice. You’re full on crying now. He grabs your face and forces you to look at him.
What did you learn?
What?!
He places the wand back on your clit, hard.
WHAT
DID
YOU
LEARN? each word is accompanied with a jerk of the wand.
Learn?!
He moves the wand away and slaps your nipples again.
SMACK SMACK
You wail. Sobbing uncontrollably. You places the wand between your legs again.
I won’t ask again.
N… n… not to be disrespectful. Sir, please!!
You feel the angle of the wand change and know this orgasm will take you out. You climb on your tiptoes, tears, snot and spit dripping off your cheeks.
Damn right you did.
He snatches the clamps off your nipples just as your orgasm crashes out of you. Your soundless scream grows into a long ear pitching wail as your body yanks on the ropes. Your vision goes in and out and you feel dizzy as wave after wave of come leaves your body. Your body fever pitch.
He wraps a firm arm around your waist, and you feel the rope being pulled from your back as he tugs on the rope, guiding the rope through the hard point, slowly letting your arms fall in front of you. Your body slumps on his as he leans down to slowly untie each of your ankles, careful that you stay on his back as he moves to each hard point. As soon as your last ankle is untied, he quickly gathers your body before you fall. You both slide to the floor and he begins unraveling the rope around your chest, each slow slide of the rope sending goosebumps up your spine. When you are completely untied. He stands up and carries you to the couch. You curl up in his lap, whimpering. He kisses each of your nipples gently, licking and sucking each one. He grabs lotion and massages your wrists and ankles, smiling at the rope marks. He puts a blanket over you and kisses your head.
Luci... Luci... Luci.... demon daddy himself. Lord, why is he like this??
"Come to the music room tonight... surrender yourself to me"
Like he's not even pretending that the "music room invite" is for any other reason than to bend you over the piano and ravish you. He without question will lay you across said piano while he simultaneously plays a beautiful classical piece and buries his face between your legs like he's searching for buried treasure.
"Oh you're tired? That's too bad, I'm just getting started.
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#DBZ Smut, #monsterfucking #idk who they really made this show for
Listen... I know we shouldn't, but why they make em like that? Because listen... there's a list.
I really didn't mean to fall for Piccolo as hard as I did, especially since he was initially a villain (we not gonna talk about my villain kink), but that green alien just really grew on me. Yes antenna and all. But that man has a voice that just screams DADDY, and those arms??? Yes please. He 1000% gives me soft dom vibes. Like we would absolutely give you instructions on how to properly take him, how to hold him, how to...
That's it. Just like that. Hold me in the back of your throat. You're doing great. I'm so proud of you...
Half the cast are aliens and I'm not sure who they thought they were writing it for but-
Like Cell?? Perfect form- definitely has a size kink Cell? This man is a hulking figure. Literally hovers over you at any chance. Comments on "how small of a human you are". Definitely catch him comparing hand sizes don't @ me. Loves to see you take his cock as a favorite pastime. Gushing around his thickness, always gets excited when that happens- means that he can go faster. Pounding his hips into you as he curves his body forward, covering your entire body with his own. Definitely doesn't stop when you tell him to slow down- holding his stomach to push him back, but you know that's not going to do much- especially when you're tightening and drowning him. Youre too cock drunk to noticed that maybe it twitched a little too much inside of you.
Ok, but seriously why is he so big???? And why is this so hot???
TECHNICALLY Vegeta is not a human, an earthling, so that makes him an alien. Did I need that justification to simp for this angry man? Absolutely not. Do I miss his tail?? Maybe... but listen you just know he would use that tail to choke you because he couldn't be bothered to actually touch you. And I just KNOW he has the absolute WORST breeding kink. This man is so proud of his Saiyan race, and he's a prince?? Definitely filling you over and over again because he has deemed you worthy of receiving his princely seed. He loves the squelching/spurting, gushy sounds that echoes as he thrusts in and out of you. Is he mean? Yes. Is he a little condescending? Absolutely. Constantly commenting on how shocked he is that you can handle another load even though he's been purposely filling you to the brim. Does he get angry if some slips out?? Well.....
Hold it in you, earth woman. How dare you let my seed leave your body? I am a prince and you should feel honored I've even looked at you. Surely you can hold a couple of loads. We have to make sure it takes so you can carry on my bloodline.
I can not fault you for wanting to be a key player in the Saiyan universe. But you can fault me because....
Buu-
Specifically Super Buu???
I'd let that pink dildo edge me into another galaxy.
He's on the mean team too- the type to smack you a little when you cant take him all the way. But thats not your fault- he keeps growing!! He finds pleasure in seeing you spread out wide and tight for him. Definitely likes if you marvel over his body a little. Being needy for Buu gets him hot...And the grin he gives as he bites into your shoulder because you're his. Fan of bruises and any marks to show he was there. Will spank you too hard, just so he can see the darkened print. So possessive, but will also trip you and laugh. But just know he's the only one that can be mean to you.
He really will kill anyone else.
Grabs your cheeks when you're whining too much- you dont really get a say when he fucks you into any solid surface
You know I can't fault you, because when he first transformed and those baggy genie pants were sitting low on his waist???? Listen...
But can we talk about Android 17??? That cold robot man can absolutely have me.
It's really the ENDLESS amount of stamina this man has for me. He loves to just stroke you into oblivion just to see how long you can hold out, and it's not even a pounding!!! Worse... this man is slow stroking you, sitting deep inside of you and holding it there while his striking blue eyes stare deep into yours because he DEMANDS eye contact. God forbid you try to pass out. He just gently slaps your face to keep you awake, never missing a beat.
What's wrong? Are you tired? Do you need a break? I'm not even going fast, I don't understand.
Nevermind the fact he's been pushing in and out of you for hours, constantly pushing your body past it's limit.
He may be small, but because he's an android he's RIDICULOUSLY STRONG... so if your body gives out he just casually holds you up with one arm. One arm around your waist, one hand holding your face inches from his while he penetrates you.
#DBZ Smut, #monsterfucking #idk who they really made this show for
Listen... I know we shouldn't, but why they make em like that? Because listen... there's a list.
I really didn't mean to fall for Piccolo as hard as I did, especially since he was initially a villain (we not gonna talk about my villain kink), but that green alien just really grew on me. Yes antenna and all. But that man has a voice that just screams DADDY, and those arms??? Yes please. He 1000% gives me soft dom vibes. Like we would absolutely give you instructions on how to properly take him, how to hold him, how to...
That's it. Just like that. Hold me in the back of your throat. You're doing great. I'm so proud of you...
Half the cast are aliens and I'm not sure who they thought they were writing it for but-
Like Cell?? Perfect form- definitely has a size kink Cell? This man is a hulking figure. Literally hovers over you at any chance. Comments on "how small of a human you are". Definitely catch him comparing hand sizes don't @ me. Loves to see you take his cock as a favorite pastime. Gushing around his thickness, always gets excited when that happens- means that he can go faster. Pounding his hips into you as he curves his body forward, covering your entire body with his own. Definitely doesn't stop when you tell him to slow down- holding his stomach to push him back, but you know that's not going to do much- especially when you're tightening and drowning him. Youre too cock drunk to noticed that maybe it twitched a little too much inside of you.
Ok, but seriously why is he so big???? And why is this so hot???
TECHNICALLY Vegeta is not a human, an earthling, so that makes him an alien. Did I need that justification to simp for this angry man? Absolutely not. Do I miss his tail?? Maybe... but listen you just know he would use that tail to choke you because he couldn't be bothered to actually touch you. And I just KNOW he has the absolute WORST breeding kink. This man is so proud of his Saiyan race, and he's a prince?? Definitely filling you over and over again because he has deemed you worthy of receiving his princely seed. He loves the squelching/spurting, gushy sounds that echoes as he thrusts in and out of you. Is he mean? Yes. Is he a little condescending? Absolutely. Constantly commenting on how shocked he is that you can handle another load even though he's been purposely filling you to the brim. Does he get angry if some slips out?? Well.....
Hold it in you, earth woman. How dare you let my seed leave your body? I am a prince and you should feel honored I've even looked at you. Surely you can hold a couple of loads. We have to make sure it takes so you can carry on my bloodline.
