💙Oscar Isaac💜

Miguel O’Hara

You would think a guy the size of him would like anything else, but no. He could perhaps already cover most of your skin with just one hand, but your smaller chest kind of turns him on (anything about you does), he can take each of your breasts in his hands, which further gets his size kink going.

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Santiago Garcia

Santi appreciates the smaller things in life, that also goes for your chest. Most of the time he just tells you to sleep without your top (preferably naked) so he can sneak glances at them when you’re sleeping.

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Poe Dameron

Pretty sure he has some kind of tit fetishes, he’s very random, but he sure loves your tits. Wants you squeezed against him when you’re sleeping just so he can feel them. If anyone has something against your breast size Poe will kick their asses until they apologize directly to you. He doesn’t take body shaming lightly!

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Marc/Steven/Jake

Hehe

To say they hate one part of your body is a big lie, they love everything! Especially your squeezable parts 😏 sure they each like to squeeze different spots, but they all have one thing in common: They love having your breasts against them, whether it be squeezed against their chest, feeling them against their arms as they wrap their arms around you from behind, or just feeling them in their hands.

If someone has the audacity to say something bad that person gets a punch to the face by Steven, a broken nose by Marc and a bullet wound by Jake.

Please give them your boobs at least once per week

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Victor Frankenstein

This is where the fun begins 😏

How about a glass of milk my dear? You can be sure as hell that this man has a certified mommy kink. Small breast? No problem! Victor likes his dearest chest in any sizes! No matter the size, Victor’s mouth covers them all!

Not sure if you’re lucky that he doesn’t have a secret lactation kink or he himself doesn’t know it yet but if he does have one, you would definitely feel it.

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It was this time again, Josh and Lindsay had a small dispute. Lindsay accused Josh of smoking when he had to look after their dog, and instead ended up hallucinating some weird stuff.

Josh of course told her that she’s going through some phase again and needed to let it out on him.

Now he’s sitting in his car, gripping the steering wheel hard enough his knuckles went white. On the passenger seat is a half empty bottle of scotch. He leaned back, resting his head against the head rest and grabbed his phone.

He dialed your number, his thumb just hovered over the button.

Should he call you and come over? Should he call you and just cry? Or should he take his laptop and rub one off while paying some slut for some fake attention?

Josh contemplated for a long moment, but decided to call you. Lindsay doesn’t know about you, he keeps you as his little secret he goes to whenever they had a fight.

You were much better and more attentive than any online slut could ever be.

He brought his phone to his ear and listened to the beeping, until finally

“Josh?”

Hearing your voice always made him smile. “Yeah, hey, uh listen, can I come over? Linds and I had another confrontation.”

A soft sigh came from your end. “Josh. I’m sorry about it, but I have to get up early tomorrow and—“

Josh patted his thigh and smiled, but it wasn’t a happy smile. “You can’t? Sweetheart I thought we had something going.”

There was a long silence. “…fine, come over.”

Josh hung up first, he still had his confident smile. He always had a way to make you do what he wants.

A while later he arrived at your place, parked his car and knocked on your door.

Josh beams once he finally got to see your face. “Hey, sweetheart!” He opened his arms for a hug.

As you slowly hugged him back the stench of the scotch invaded your nose, making you cringe. “Josh, are you drunk?”

Josh laughed, he patted your back before taking a step back. “Drunk?” He looked like as if you insulted him. “Nah, I’m feeling as good as ever, babe.”

He entered your home, making himself comfortable in your living room and patted the place next to him on the couch.

You silently sat down and let out a small breath, knowing why he was here. Usually when he came over after a fight with Lindsay he wanted to do much more than just talking. “So, what happened?”

Josh leaned back, putting his hands on his lap and let out a long sigh. “Linds asked me to watch over our dog, and yeah I smoked some, but the dog was asleep. Of course Lindsay only tells her part of the story as always.”

He looked at you and slowly leaned forward. “But if I’m being honest, Jerking off to online sluts isn’t doing it anymore. I need something real, I need you.”

“Josh. I know you want me to help you but—“

He cut you off mid sentence. “That’s exactly why I’m here, I need your help. Don’t tell me the generous amount of money I transferred to your bank account was just for fun.”

He gave a small smile, the kind of smile that told you he had the power over you.

You scratched the back of your neck. “What do you want?” You asked reluctantly although you already knew the answer.

His gaze suddenly became harder. “Take off your clothes.”

You frowned.

“Now.”

He leaned back again, watching you undress, his eyes slowly wandering up and down your body.

While undressing you noticed a slow bulge forming at the center of his pants. Josh unzipped them and got his cock out to stroke himself slowly.

Once undressed Josh got comfortable and pats his lap. “Get up here sweetheart.”

You hesitantly straddled his lap, his hands came to your hips to help you. “Damn, look at you. So gorgeous.”

He grabbed his cock, aligning it with your cunt and encouraging you to sink down. “Come on baby, ride me, show me the love my own wife isn’t giving me.”

You slowly lowered yourself, taking him in and letting his cock stretch you out all the way until you’re sitting on him.

Josh closed his eyes and let his head fall back. “Oh fuck, honey. You’re so good, please keep going.”

You kept going, slowly at first, watching him lose it before speeding up.

Josh gasped. “You’re so good, please don’t stop, I need you.” His mouth was a bit open, he watched you riding him in awe.

Your cunt pulsed around his cock, you weren’t expecting for your orgasm to approach just yet.

Josh was getting close too, his grip on your hips tightened, he was squeezing and digging so hard, his own hips thrusting up into you.

“Sweetheart I’m close.” He rasped, “I’m so-“ He couldn’t finish his sentence without a sudden groan coming out of him and his cum filling you up.

Feeling the warmth had you falling apart on him, you had to grab his shoulders in order to not collapse onto him before rolling off to the side and catching your breath.

Josh tugged his soft cock back into his pants, his hands came landed on your thigh, giving a soft squeeze. “You’ve made me very happy. But I’m afraid I’ll have to come back soon.” He chuckled as if telling something wholesome.

He got up, straightened his clothes and looked back at you. “I hope you liked it because it’s gonna happen again, you’re such a good girl for me.”

Josh smiled at you one last time before he left, but he intended to pay you another visit very soon, perhaps even without dealing with Lindsay’s tantrums.

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You and Marc just got back from a mission, of course given his protectiveness, he always had you covered behind his back while he was dishing out the damage wearing his suit.

“You know you should take me with you on missions more often.”

Marc gave you a teasing look. “Why? You like seeing me working my ass off?”

He dropped his gear and deliberately began pulling his shirt off while walking towards the bathroom, giving you the perfect view of his back and shoulder blades muscles flexing as he moves.

You couldn’t tear your eyes off him as you watched him disappear, then mused playfully. “No but seeing you in the suit is pretty hot.”

You could hear the water running, then splashes, some rustling before shortly after, Marc returned, his hair damp and handsomely disheveled with a few droplets glistening on his bare chest.

You stared, but he caught you. “Hot, hm?” He grinned, making his way over to you and pulled you closer.

“How hot?” He spoke in that lower tone that told you everything about how he would like your answer to be.

“Hmmm, I don’t know… fuckable?”

He raised an eyebrow and gave a subtle smirk. “Yeah? Fuckable? Want me to fuck you in the suit, babygirl?”

This caught you off guard. “I mean…. yes?” You grinned now.

Marc grinned back. “Alright, go to the bedroom and wait for me.”

You excitedly did what he said and walked away to get ready.

Soon enough Marc had you on your back, his hands forced your legs open while he slowly got on his knees, his bright white eyes watched you while he leaned in towards your pussy, the bottom half of his mask was pulled away only revealing his mouth and a peek of his nose.

He dragged the tip of his tongue through your wet folds and prodded your hole with teasing licks that had you biting down on your lower lip.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” You gripped the sheets hard, slightly bucking your hips up into him from the overwhelming sensation.

He caught your gaze and gave one last lick. “Poor thing, already too much?” One of his hands came up to play with your hole teasingly. “I’m far from done sweetheart.” His fingers, now slightly bigger due to the suits wrapping, pushed into your pussy with ease thanks to your wetness, stretching you open wider than usual.

“The hero put a lot of effort into keeping his girl safe and now he wants to enjoy himself greatly as a reward.”

His fingers curled, hitting you in a way that made your breath hitch, increasing the pace gradually until your head fell back against the pillow.

“Want my cock baby?” He asked teasingly.

You nod your head, gasping again when he spread his fingers inside you.

Marc clicked his tongue. “Use your mouth, honey.” He demanded softly.

He thrusts his fingers slowly now, knowing this will turn you into mush. “Yes!” You managed to choke out.

“Yeah you do, hmm? Want Moon Knight’s cock?”

“Yes I want it— I need it!”

He spread his fingers once more, which caused your hips bucking up and you biting your lip.

“You’re such a good girl, yeahhh, c’mon squeeze my fingers baby. Cum if you want my cock!” He moved them faster, keeping them a bit spread to hit it good.

You tensed up, trying your best not to scream in pleasure, but failed miserably as a moan came straight out of you the moment your orgasm hit, coating his wrapped fingers in your juices.

Marc pulled them out, the mask concealing his face again and straightened up and grabbed your ankles to pull you into him. The suit part that covered his crotch disappeared leaving only his hard cock visible.

“Hope you’re ready to cum again. And again.” His bright eyes watched you while he positioned himself and immediately thrusts inside with a shaky groan at how easily he slipped into you thanks to your first orgasm.

You gasped due to overstimulation but your generous wetness quickly made up for it as he started thrusting.

Marc grabbed your legs, spreading them wider so he could give you every inch as deep as possible.

“My cock still stretches you better than my fingers ever could, hm?”

Your back arched at that.

He noticed and chuckled. “Yeah your body agrees.” He said teasingly, giving slower thrusts to rile you up more.

Normally with how long you two kept doing it he would already show signs of his orgasm approaching, but now it doesn’t seem like he’s breaking a sweat.

You on the other hand felt that familiar build up again, with every smack of his hips against yours.

“Marc are you close?”

Marc leaned over and placed one hand beside your head. “No, are you?” He asked with a small tilt of his head.

He wasn’t kidding, which doesn’t surprise you, because when it comes to sex this man is never kidding.

He wasn’t even breathing heavy, like he’s far away from orgasm.

Marc hit that spot that made you moan and he knew you were. If not from your desperation, then from the way your cunt is squeezing his cock.

He sped up just so you could reach your peak again, and this time it hit you hard.

Marc let out a sudden hiss when your pussy had his dick in chokehold and gushed on it.

“Fuck, baby.” He breathed, but he still didn’t cum, although now, he was getting there.

“One more and I’ll give it to you.” Marc rasped, thrusting faster despite your second orgasm.

You, completely overstimulated, despite exhaustion, felt another one coming rapidly.

You gripped his wrist firmly. “Marc- I’m gonna cum again.”

He groaned, determined to get you and himself off.

“I’m so close honey, so close.”

“Yeah me too.”

Marc had no rhythm now, his thrust sloppy and heavy.

You came again and he came at the same time as you. He held himself over you for a moment before the suit disappeared and he rolled off onto his back.

You two just laid there to catch your breath, and once you did, you let out a small laugh.

“Goddamn what is wrong with you.” You looked over, seeing him with a very proud smile.

“Nothing.” He said, still having that shit eating grin.

After a moment of silence, he scoots a little closer to you. “So what do you say, wanna do it again sometime?”

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