Warnings: AFAB! Reader. Smut. Breeding. He's a little possessive, maybe even a little pussy drunk. MDNI
Bruce Wayne and his relentless desire for more children, as if he doesn't already have a small horde of them.
But something about being a middle-aged man and not really having many of his own seems to be doing something to that bat-brain of his. Or maybe it's simply being in love and wanting at least one child who looks like his dear wife.
And you just had to mention kids to him one night, didn't you? Had to get him thinking. Had to make him start tracking that ovulation cycle of yours.
Had to get him into the mood to fold you into that mean mating press - the one where your hands claw helplessly at the sheets for any scrap of mercy while he fucks you in slow, shallow strokes that leave you begging for him to push his entire cock inside. He'll always tut softly then, reminding you that the beginning is important. You wouldn't want to tear anything, would you? Not that you care much when he keeps working those tight little thrusts that pull complaint after complaint from your lips.
Because won't he just fit so nicely inside?
Snug as a bug within your cushiony walls, already starting to smack his heavy balls against your swollen lips as he inches deeper.
Won't he take mercy on your poor, fluttering walls already trying to milk him dry? Those same walls that have his breath hitching, eyes rolling back as he pushes - no, eases - another inch inside. Your poor pussy, weeping and clenching around every twitching vein as it drags slowly along your sensitive insides.
He's cruel about it, too. Beautifully so.
Pushing your knees toward your chest, his broad, calloused palms braced behind your thighs, pressing back any resistance you try to give as you strain another breath at the stretch of him nestled right up against your cervix. His leaking tip presses there in a wet little kiss, and a lewd moan slips from the back of your throat before you can stop it.
"There we go, love," he sighs, low and satisfied, his weight settling fully into you as he bottoms out, balls resting heavy and eager against your swollen folds. One hand slides from your thigh to your abdomen, thumb circling your throbbing clit in slow motions that make your back arch prettily and let him sink even deeper.
"Oh, what a good girl," he coos, starting to piston his hips in that shallow, steady rhythm, soothing your squeals and babbled protests that it's too much, too deep. And still, your body keeps matching him, helplessly chasing his pace as he grows increasingly intoxicated on you - the heat, the tightness, those cute little sounds you make whenever his tip finds that sweet, gushy spot. He especially seems to enjoy the slick sounds your pussy makes each time his balls slap against your cunt - wet, squelching, obscene with every thrust.
Soon, he's babbling his own nonsense between thrusts.
About how beautiful you'll be.
How he can't wait to see.
Thrust.
What a great.
Thrust.
Mother you'll be.
He keeps your legs from closing, holding them wide, letting your ankles rest over his shoulders as he leans down close - close enough to pull words straight from your lips, close enough to watch how your glistening cunt greedily swallows him whole. Close enough to see that pleading look in your eyes when you beg him to just fill you already.
But Bruce can't simply fill you without making you see stars first. Be rational, darling.
Not without every thrust curling your toes, stealing your breath. Not without grinding that angry mauve tip against that sweet spot until you're gushing and making those prettiest, helpless noises he loves so much.
Only once you've come - once you're panting, nails dragging pretty marks into his back - does he finally fill you with his hot seed that spurts in ragged bursts. Only once you're breathless, whispering thank you as if it were mercy granted instead of something he orchestrated.
And even then, he's already dragging your slick along the length of his cock, already hardening again at the sight of his seed starting to spill from your weeping hole.
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robby who uses just a bit too much lube to make things loud to embarrass you
you wouldn’t say you’re particularly loud in bed. in fact- robby would claim that you’re usually pretty quiet.
you make noise- they’re just small moans and gasps. unfortunately for you robby likes to hear you and while he’d never make you too uncomfortable- he will absolutely give you ultimatums that force you to tell him what you want. “ask me to keep going” or “if you want it, you gotta tell me”. he’s sweet- checking in to make sure your quietness is just you being shy and not out of discomfort.
but.. then sometimes he does like messing with you just to mess with you…
“what’s that?” you ask as he pulls a small bottle from his bedside drawer along with a condom.
“lube”
“okay… and why do we need lube…”
“everybody can benefit from lube- there’s less friction, makes things more pleasurable, provides a smoother experience for both parties,” he states very matter of factly, a subtle- not so subtle- grin on his face.
“uh huh- you gonna tell me what you’re up to?”
“jeez you don’t wanna use it?” He laughs, the small bottle still in his hand.
“i’m fine with the lube robby- I just have a feeling you have an ulterior motive here.”
“no ulterior motives- just wanna make you feel good,” he says with a smirk as he squeezes out some of the cool, slightly tacky liquid onto you.
you let him use the lube as he fingered you and again when he brought his cock to your entrance, and again when he changed positions pushing you into a deep mating press.
the sticky substance coated your thighs but allowed him to sink into you with little resistance. robby had at least been correct in his statement about it making things more smooth.
but very quickly you find his allegedly nonexistent ulterior movie and learn that lube makes sex almost annoyingly loud. every time robby slid home a squelch sounded out, the slap of skin on skin was amplified leaving you even more flustered than usual.
“something the matter sweetheart?”
oh and the cocky son of a bitch just had to rub it in…
“ngh you’re so meann,” you pout, voice pitching up at the end.
a hand instinctively comes up to cover your mouth but robby intercepts it, pinning it onto the bed.
Invincible men, Viltrumites, and other aliens period headcanons.
Reader is an AFAB human for this one.
Cecil Stedman: he's old, he's seen shit, and he's a fucking adult in charge of protecting the planet. Aka he's not disgusted or squeamish or awkward about it. Tell him your preferred pads/tampons and they'll always be stocked at home. Bled on the bed/couch/seat? That's fine, he'll either clean it himself or have someone else do it– believe me, regardless of who does it, they have a lot of experience with cleaning blood. Any comfort items you need will also be provided, and he can easily hook you up with some good painkillers.
9/10 only because he can't personally comfort you very often.
Mark Grayson: he's supportive but he faints the first time you suddenly get your period and bleed through your clothes. Super embarrassed afterwards. Does his best to offer comfort and tend to your needs, hovers around you like a damn hummingbird those first few months before it becomes just another part of life for him. Always looks like a kicked puppy if you wince or gasp from cramps/lightning in your butt.
9/10 simply because he can be a lot at times.
Rex Splode: "don't worry, babe, I get it. One time when I was still dating Eve, I went in to kiss her but got a nosebleed and then sneezed. I got blood all over her face! ... I'm surprised she didn't dump me for it." Dumb but supportive even when he was a dick. Always makes jokes after he got the shit beaten out of him and is bleeding everywhere that he just got his period (he wears the joke out but never stops using it). Loves using your period to cuddle up with you and do nothing. Tv, snacks, blankets, and hot water bottles? Sign him the fuck up. (Also tried using it as an excuse not to work with Cecil. He wasn't impressed.)
7/10, 9/10 after his life flashes before his eyes– much more mature about it.
Thragg: "... human bodies are so inefficient." Like why can't your body reabsorb your egg? Why can't your womb always be ready for a baby? Why is this process necessary? He really doesn't understand why humans evolved this way but other than that, he's fairly alright with it. Supplies you with what you need and leaves it at that. Doesn't mind if you're clingy during this time– he's more than happy content to carry you around and seat you in his lap, warmth soothing you.
8/10, could be more concerned/caring but otherwise perfect.
Conquest: he smells it out. Tracks you down and gets concerned when he can't find your injury. Once you explain what's up though, he's plucking you up and taking you to bed. Full on comfort mode. Snacks, cuddling, carries you to the bathroom to change your pad/tampon/empty your cup. Cups your lower belly while you cuddle.
10/10, perfection.
Kregg: considering how many mates he has, he's perfected the act of taking care of you on your period. The first time he actually witnessed a period was... interesting. He'd read about them before, but he hadn't realised it would be so... off-putting. For Viltrumites, it's just not natural to bleed from there. It makes him worry, but after a while he adjusts. Always stocked up on period products and care items. His natural body heat is also perfect for cuddling during this time.
10/10, no notes.
Thaedus: "... you bleed from there? ... fascinating." Very chill about it despite how new it is for him. He interacts with a lot of species, so tries to keep an open mind. Has a few doctors/scientists prepare you some meds/absobent pads or whatever since you probably can't get those on Talescria.
6/10, not very comforting but takes care of you.
Battle Beast: declares your period "the blood moon" and treats it like he's trying to appease a god of war. Aka he brings you whatever you want/need. Fine pelts (blankets), succulent meat (or chocolates), trophies from his hunts (entertainment and comfort items). Honestly thinks you should free bleed because he likes the image of you bleeding down your thighs without actually, y'know, dying, but gets you whatever you need. And yes he eats it during your period.
10/10 easily, just dramatic. It's a period, bud, not a Shakespearean play.
Allen: "woah! You bleed from there? Why?" One explanation later and he's making notes of what you need. He's got some sway so he'll get you some supplies. Until then... moss. Gives you some absorbent moss his people used to make bandages to stuff into your underwear. Very comfy 👍
8/10, kinda clingy during it. Do not tell him orgasms make it better. It's for your own good.
Space Racer: since there's nothing on his kind, I'm going to headcanon that– his kind have something similar. Ish. During pregnancy, babies will typically shed in the womb and the women push the sheddings out. So when you start your period, he's not too shocked. Does think you're pregnant for a moment though, so you have to clear that up. Aside from that, he always makes sure to stock up on what you need, especially if you're traversing the universe together.
7/10, he doesn't seem the most physically affectionate but he does care.
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poly!superbat just wants to feel close all the time. aka bruce and clark hold hands while they’re deep inside you, cause clark wants to feel close to bruce too :(
warnings: dp, multiple orgasms, belly bulge, creampie , you’re their lil fleshlight
clark is laying down with you on top of him, your back to his front as he brings his left arm over your body to make sure your legs stay open.
he grunts a bit as he feels you clench around him.
“there you are sweetheart, stay open for us won’t you?”
clark presses light kisses to your throat, grunting when he feels you tighten as bruce enters you as well.
bruce is straddling his thigh, thrusting deeply as he holds one of your legs to his chest, his eyes focused on where all three of you meet, seeing the sloppy mess you’re making.
he’s lost in the rhythm and the feeling of warmth he has every time he thrusts in, feeling clark rub against him, emphasizing the feeling.
“fuck, you feel so good. you both do.” bruce says, ready to close his eyes before a small movement catches his eye.
clark’s hand lifts from its place on your lower stomach, his fingers wiggling in anticipation. bruce looks up at his face, and sees clark looking at him, raising an eyebrow as he smiles a little at your moan from the deeper angle they’re hitting
letting off a soft sigh, moving one of his hands to hold clark’s, changing the angle deliciously for you making you strangle their lengths, setting off their own groans.
and like that, you’re all three stuck in a constant cycle of moans and grunts as they work in tandem to bring you to your orgasm again.
clark and bruce’s fingers interlocked, their eyes focused in a silent challenge to the other, “who could make you cum harder and who could avoid cunning to early”
they both just end up using you essentially as a flesh light as they turn you this way and that to try different angles and kiss one another differently as well.
they press their hands against your lower belly as clark adjust his angle to see him distend your lower stomach, his head clear there. you both moan when bruce presses their hand down in it, increasing the pleasure
“fuck, you fill her so well clark. keep going, fill our girl up, then let me fuck it deeper. only the best for my partners.”
cw / tw: asphyxiation, being a rope bunny, praise, somnophilia, distension, sex toys, inspection kink (kinda?), overstimulation, pain play, slight mindbreak, gross/messy/rough sex, piss kink/urophilia, breeding kink, nylons, lingerie, crossdressing, passing out, dubcon, humiliation, aphrodisiac use
a/n: WHERE ARE MY SIQUE DERANGED BITCHES AGAIN. this is all just fiction, consent would be talked about previously (not seen or mentioned here), very ooc who gives a fuck atp, no beta it's 2 in the fawking morning we die like geto
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Gojo
asphyxiation, being a rope bunny, praise,
gojo is a deeply affectionate person, yes?
well... deep down he longs for that connection with someone (again)
and for all of the teasing, the loving touches and all be turned back at him, instead of always being the giver
for you to quietly admire him, no need for big words or anything
....
......
well actually he wants to hear those words more than anything
shower him in praise and never stop
his little fantasy got catapulted once you gently intertwined your hand with his and sort of pushed them down into the mattress by his head
he was never the same
he loved the feeling of being securely held somewhere
not worried in the slightest about being hurt... just full of trust
same thing when you once (jokingly) wrapped your hands around his throat and pretended to squeeze it
suddenly wants to lean towards you, mouth open as he tries to kiss you
to seek the comfort of your soft kiss as your hand would squeeze around his neck
he quickly shakes his head, trying to get rid of those thoughts while you giggle about it
he had to excuse himself after giggling with you
(he freaked it on his own in the bathroom lol)
Geto
somnophilia, distension,
tired depressed man
he does need to rest more than anything
however comma that means that he often dreams about you
and this one particular dream left him very conflicted by his own mind the next day
the dream went something like this
he was woken up by you in the middle of the night (talk abt dream in a dream huh)
you woke him up by squeezing his thighs gently, running your hands up and down slowly, making them part automatically
to his surprise the head of his dick was already in the warm and wet embrace of your mouth, making him hiss
somehow once he was awake he was folded in half with ease, amazed at your strength
then the only thing he can remember is watching in awe as you insert your strap in his hole with no prep at all
how did you- it's still a dream dummy
the the thing that had his tummy up in butterflies was watching the way his lower tummy slowly started protruding, with every thrust you gave from above
the pleasure had his eyes roll back into his head and straight out of the dream
much to his dismay,,,
Shoko
sex toys, inspection kink (kinda?), overstimulation, pain play, slight mindbreak,
SHOKOOOOOOOO
okay get ready for a rant bitch
shoko is a FREAK, argue w a wall
THAT'S MY WOIFE
loves loves loves using sex toys in general and always uses them on herself whenever she's alone and too tired to try and freak it acoustic styleZ
so to get herself ready to mastrubate she often fantasizes on her own before getting home
and lately you've been on her mind too much
and in her mind you're sitting nearby while she's on all fours, a fucking machine slowly thrusting inside of her
you'd tape two bullet vibrators to her nipples, buzzing at a low frequency on purpose
working herself up more she wonders if you'd even go so far as to somehow attach a magic wand to her thigh, so it'd buzz away against her slightly swollen clit
well loved and taken care of so you can just lean back and watch
see the way the pleasure slowly works itself from her skin all the way down into her bones
the overstimulation still hurting and making her writhe around
but you just... stare...
unreadable expression making her wonder what's in your mind
she wants to be pushed past her limits, to slowly forget all her worries and submit to the pleasure taking over her entire body
she nearly breaks a pencil at work thinking about it a little too much
Yuki
gross? sex, piss kink/urophilia, "the forever place"
okay hear me out for a second
idk how to describe but please listen
I feel like yuki would like gross or like... sort of disgusting sex?
LIKE-
if your skin is glistening with sweat from the exertion, panting heavily while staring down at her
bc obvs you'd be tribbing/scissoring
BC ITS YUKI
but she can't deny the way her tummy flutter with butterflies when you spit on her pussy before fingering her or eating her out like a crazed animal or something
her pussy would also flutter lesbi real
also there is a fine line between liking squirting and a piss kink
and yuki would have both
she wants to know what techniques you got, to make her legs shake wildly before the clear fluid trickles down between her thighs
she's gnawing at her own pillow in frustration, wanting to see you soon already
also wants her body and pussy be pushed so far that she can't help but let everything flow freely, even if that ends up being something between squirt and piss
needs to know that "let go without meaning to" feeling
also for those of you familiar with "the forever place" from the bottoming/topping book
she'd defo have that fantasy
wants to reach a point of ecstasy and delight and pleasure and joy of closeness and intimacy to the point where she'd want it go on forever and ever
and that's why me and yuki are soulmates
Choso
breeding kink.
now.
excuse the rant I just love heeem
so choso is a family man through and through yes yes we all know
and since he is a 150 yr old VIRGIN he doesn't have any sexual experience
he knows the basics its ok choso ily <3
but ever since being with you it seems like his thoughts became preoccupied with you
he daydreams like he has a schoolboy crush on you
dreams about love and even family
but.........
suddenly he's picturing himself being put in a mating press, having you plow into his ass from above
the silicone digging itself into his the only opening he has over and over again
and you'd ask him things like "do you want to start a family, baby?" and he'd give a shuddery "yes"
trying to concentrate on answering you, while his brain and his insides are being mushed together
"then you'll get pregnant for me, right?"
and he answers immediately
"yes. anything for you."
once he realizes what direction his daydreams are taking he has to quickly stand up from wherever he was sitting, leaning against
and just walk around a little
maybe even bang his head against the wall
sliding down that same wall he suddenly wonders if that's a possible way for you two to make a big happy family
shh no one tell him about the fake cum in that ejaculating dildo lolol
Nanami
nylons, lingerie, crossdressing,
sexc business man crowd claps politely
sexc business man (wearing lingerie under his fancy suit) CHEERS AND HOLLERS AND CLAPS LOUDLY IN AGREEANCE
sorry
so anywayZ
Nanami admires the women around him hashtag feminist
but he has a strange fascination with womens clothes especially
he's always complimenting you when he nuzzles into your neck during a hug
he'd be guided into your bedroom where you make him sit on the bed while you do a little runway modeling show for him
to get him gushing about you
and he'd do it so genuinely too
now I'm just fantasizing about him my bad
but while he watches you twirl in giddy excitement he wonders...
could he feel the same way? perhaps in the same clothes?
would you make him wear your clothes on purpose? to see the way they don't fit his body type and giggle with him about it?
would you order custom made things, tailored to his exact size, fitting him perfectly?
would you buy matching clothes for him?
he might just have to cross his legs to hide the growing erection in his pants
he wonders how arousing it would be to roll around the sheets underneath him with you, wearing nothin but nylon stockings, held up by the elastic inside the lace top
to feel the material against his ears as he-
his ears are growing hotter by the second
Sukuna
passing out, dubcon, humiliation, aphrodisiac use
this is all mellos fault and I adore her to bits for it /gen
SUKUNA ON THE BRAIN
his freak ass
probably already voiced one out of the three fantasies mentioned above
you guessed right (maybe) it was aphrodisiac use
challenged you to it even... his dramatic ass
wants the two of you to take the same aphrodisiac and spend an entire day together
to see who can keep it in their pants longer, who has the strength... the willpower... the-
he'd lose
the other things he didn't mention... he's taking those to the grave unless you find out by accident
might just consider killing you both to save face
he won't..... (probably)
but he secretly wants to have sex with you in such intense ways or lengths that even he wouldn't be able to keep up
or be forced to pass out due to you cutting of the air to his lungs, making him grasp desperately at the hips bouncing on his dick faster on purpose
all the blood rushing away from his brain down to his dick
wants to know his own grip is slowly fading while you keep going, uncaring for him
even better/worse if you take pictures of his passed out self, knocked out cold on your bed while you pose with his unconscious body
feels offended at his own fantasy afterwards (loser)
also has a secret thing for pretending not to want it and playing hard to get, and wants you to "take it from him"... whatever that means
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Warnings: sub! geto, afab!/fem! reader (reader gets called "ma'am" once) , geto's nipples are abused :/, bottom reader, creampie, reader is a bit of a pervert, nipple piercings mention, begging and crying (like usual)
A/N: and you guys thought i would NEVER post for kinktober (nobody said this I just think u r thinking it). here I am. this one was strange to write tho idk. kinda wasn't feeling it :/ but maybe u guys will
You feel a kiss pressed into the back of your neck, and then two, and suddenly, you can feel your lover trying to plant a hickey on your skin. You pull away quickly, and the man behind you groans in annoyance. “Nice try. Relax, Suguru, you are being so needy,” You complain, readjusting yourself on his lap. Geto makes a low noise, similar to a whimper, and you can’t help but grin at the meek sound.
He recomposes himself, taking in a deep breath and letting out a low laugh. “Just give me a chance, my love. I will make you feel good. J-Just let me.” His words come out more of a plea, and he internally curses himself – pleading only makes it worse.
You stretch your arms out with a mewl, listening to the satisfying pop in your shoulders. Then, you collapse against Geto’s chest with a yawn. His hands rest on your thighs, and his leg begins to bounce, trying to distract himself. “Dont want to. Can we just relax and watch the movie?” You hum in return.
He faintly hears the movie playing in the background, but he can't pay attention to it. All he can think of is how badly he needs to cum, how desperately he craves to fuck you. You have been sitting on his cock for twenty minutes now, and he feels like he is going insane. “Please let me move. I will be quick, I swear. Just let me cum first, and I will watch the movie!”
You furrow your eyebrows. “Is that all I am to you? Something to fuck? I was trying to have a nice evening, and here you are ruining it cause you can't control yourself.”
Geto grinds his teeth together. He knows what you are doing, especially the way you tightened up just coincidentally after you said that. But still, he plays his part, knowing that it was worse not to. “It’s not like that, you know that.” He begins to kiss your neck, hoping to coax something out of you. “Just want it, s-so badly. Love you so much, but you are torturing me, you know that?” He murmurs, trying to keep his voice from shaking. He licks at his lips, and his fingers twitch on your thigh.
You shake your head, leaning forward to grab a piece of popcorn. The movement of you slightly raising yourself up and then down sends Geto moaning out, and his hands instinctually grab onto your hips. His fingers are shaking, and he is trying his best not just to hold you down and fuck you then and there. He wasn’t one to disobey that easily, instincts aside.
But as if nothing happened, you slump against his chest, feeding yourself some more popcorn. “No,” You decide, leaning up to press a small kiss to his jaw. “I just want to relax here. ‘s comfortable. You are alright with that, yes, Suguru?”
His mouth goes dry, and he glares at the back of your neck. Suguru knows that is wasn’t simply because you wanted to relax – no, you wanted to tease him, to drive him insane. He wants to yell at you, but nothing will come out of that. So he tries to relax on the couch, spreading his legs and looking at the ceiling. “Yeah. ‘s fine. Relax. Relax,” he murmurs mostly to himself, trying to get himself not to buck his hips into you.
“Good boy,” You coo, pressing another couple of kisses to his neck. He, in turn, jumps with a noise just smaller than a whimper, but tries his best not to complain.
And then the two of you remain silent for the next ten minutes. You just sat and watched the movie, and Geto found himself playing with anything he could to force himself not to move his hips. He even got soft for a moment when he spent a couple of minutes thinking about how gross curses taste, but with one sigh from you as your arms stretch out and reposition yourself on his cock, he finds himself hard again.
But then, out of the blue, you turn yourself on his lap and face him. He gulps when he feels your cheek press against his chest while you wear a small grin on your face. You were planning something, he could tell.
“This movie sucks,” You complain, “Need some better entertainment.”
Geto’s eyes widen and his breathing picks up. “Let me fuck you,” He breathes, using his shaky hands to tilt your jaw up to face him. “Please, I-I promise it will keep you entertained.”
You pull away from his grip, and the man furrows his eyebrows. “Not happening. If you ask again, I will leave you here. Do you understand Suguru?”
He does let a whine slip out this time, but you dont flinch at him, instead seeming to narrow your eyes even more. He nods his head, gulping, before saying, “Yes, ma’am.”
You frown at him, rubbing your thumb on his closed lips. “Poor baby. I wish your body were just as obedient as your mouth. Must be so frustrated.”
Your hands pull away from his mouth and trace down the flowy white tee shirt he wears for bed. They stop and circle the two erect nipples on his chest, and Geto flinches. “I am. Can you please help me?”
You pinch one of his nipples through the cloth and his whole body jerks. “I take it back. Your mouth is as whorish as your body,” You seem to seeth, and Suguru is quick to mumble out multiple apologies to try to get you to let go of the sensitive buds.
After a moment, you spare him and let go of them, but your hands trail to the base of the shirt before sliding under it until your hands touch his abdomen. Suguru gulps but doesn’t say anything as you force his shirt up and over his head. The cloth lands just behind his neck, but neither of you spares it a glance.
Then, your hands dance their way up to his nipples, causing his entire body to freeze. For the months you spent dating him, you have grown fawn of toying with the cute nubs. They were always an erogenous spot for your lover, but during sex, you make sure to always somehow stimulate them. Eventually, they became more and more sensitive, and sometimes, if you are lucky, you can hear him hiss out when they graze the fabric of his shirt while stripping. He has taken to baggier clothes instead of trying to reason with you.
Geto doesn’t move from his position, but his eyes look up at you in a plea. His chest was puffy from yesterday night’s teasing, and you could make out a faint bite mark that trapped the bud. “How do you manage to get cuter?” You sigh, gently pinching both of them in between your pointer and middle finger, which makes a low whine slip from his mouth.
“I dont think I have met anyone other than you that has a strange fascination in a male’s chest,” Suguru mumbles out, a small pout on his face that doesn’t last long, considering that your mouth has found its way to his chest.
His eyes widen, and his hands shoot from your thigh to the back of your hair. “H-Hey. Wait. Oh fuck. Gentle!” He borderline yelps, back arching against the couch as his eyes screw shut. It sends a shiver down his body, and with every drag of your tongue, he can feel himself grow overstimulated.
You grin into his skin, and he can feel your teeth graze against him. “I am,” you mumble out, moving to give the other nipple some attention. His hand tightens on your hair, and he grinds his teeth together to try to distract himself from the overbearing stimulation. It was borderline painful, but at the same time, he knew that the couple probably cum from that alone. And that’s what worried him.
“Now, can I?”
You cock your head to the side, dragging your tongue up his chest. “Can you what?”
Suguru goes quiet for a moment, mouth slightly open as another full-body shiver runs down his spine. “I dont want to cum like this,” he begs, dark eyes flickering to you in a plea, “I want–please let me fuck you. Please. Please!”.
Your other hand creeps toward his other nipple, running circles around it. It was wet from your mouth, so your finger slides easily over the reddened flesh. His breaths are coming out in his pants, switching from holding his breath to try and ignore the sensation to rapid exhales as he tries to move his chest away from you. It was endearing, seeing him squirm because he usually held his composure well, always growing embarrassed when you tease him about it.
“Why? It feels good, yeah? I think you are going about this the wrong way, Suguru,” You sigh, now using both fingers to flick at the nub. Your lips are millimeters from his, and he is borderline breathing into your mouth. “It is a privilege to cum, y’know.”
Your lover licks at his lips, twitching and letting out a small yelp. “I-I know. Thankful for it. But, it’s a lot,” he whines, accidentally pressing an open-mouthed kiss to your lips when his body uncontrollably jerks.
He shakes his head back and forth when you chuckle at him, tears beginning to pool in his eyes. “It’s–You are driving me insane,” the man warbles, biting the inside of his mouth and shutting his eyes when you pinch him. His hands drift back to your waste again, and he rolls his hips upward. The action makes you raise your eyebrows, intrigued by the sudden defiance.
“Dont wanna cum, dont wanna cum like this. Please, please, please move.” You watch as his hands ghost up and down your waist, most likely imagining what it would be like to have you bounce on him. His eyes are screwed shut, and his eyebrows are furrowed in concentration – you even have to tear his lip from his teeth before it begins to bleed.
You dramatically sigh, finally tearing your fingers from his chest to pin them to your side. The action causes him to blink up at you in confusion, and you watch as a singular tear fall to his cheek. “You have 15 seconds to cum, do you understand?”
His body goes rigid, and he leans up from the couch to get closer to you. “Can I?”
“Yes,” you mumble, rolling your eyes. “you can fuck me. Your time starts now.”
In an instant, you are being pinned to his chest with his face buried into your neck. His hands dig into your waist, and he begins his frantic thrusts upward. Loud moans are breathed into your shoulder, and his mouth begins to pepper your skin in love bites. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you,” Geto chants, eyes falling contently shut.
Your eyes widen at the suddenness of it all, especially the fact that your face was now suffocating in his chest. But you take this as an opportunity, and immediately your mouth falls on the closest nipple, using your teeth to nibble at it gently.
The reaction is immediate; Geto curses out as his back slightly arches. His pace doesn’t let up even with the sensitive distraction, and more tears seem to tumble down his face. “Ten seconds,” You whisper into his chest, trying to hide the tremble in your voice from how rough he was being with you. He didn’t seem to have a care in the world, simply focusing on his pleasure alone. You didn’t know if you found that cute or annoying.
“W-Wait. Give me five more. Y-You’re counting too fast!” He frantically demands, pulling you tighter toward him. You dont respond, instead trying to find some breathing room to switch to the other nipple. This time when you do latch onto it, you bite it harder than any of the other times, and Geto lets out a screeching sound. Tears cascade down his face, and he whimpers out in pain, but nevertheless, he continues to thrust upward, not willing to miss out on his orgasm.
“Five seconds,” You purr, and at the words, he begins to cry into your neck. Strong arms encompass your entire frame, and he digs his fingers into any surface he can on your body. But his sounds were higher in pitch, and his thrusts were uneven, so you could tell that he was close.
“Three…” He shakes his head back and forth, thick hair tickling your shoulder as his breaths become shorter. His eyes begin to widen, and he gulps, continuing with his hip movements. The room fills with loud slapping noises and pants from both parties.
“Two…”
But you didn’t get to one because after sending one last long lick to the sensitive bud, Getos comes crashing down. The sound he lets out is breathless, similar to a moan and hiccup, like he struggling to breathe. He throws his head back, and it is just centimeters away from knocking into your chin, but you dont have the energy to tease him. Besides, even if you did, he wouldn’t listen, not in this state at least.
Cum begins to leak out and slide back onto his dick, and the feeling makes you sigh. Getos orgasm lasts around twenty seconds, but even after, his body twitches with aftershock. You watch sweat drip down his neck, and his chest rises and falls as he tries to catch his breath, But he wears a lazy grin on his face, eyes hazy, but completely content, finally sedated.
Geto releases your arms and collapses back onto the couch with one last deep sigh. You take this time to inspect his body, grinning to yourself when you catch sight of his nipples. When he catches your gaze, his arms immediately reach out to cover himself. “No more nipple play for a long, long, long time. You are officially cut off from my chest.”
You let out a loud whine in complaint. “You can’t do that! I was just thinking about piercing them!”
The man stares at you incredulously, shivering at the idea of a needle driving through his already oversensitive nipples. “You must be crazy,” he sighs, “and a pervert. Now get off me, let’s go get cleaned up. I want to finish the movie.”
“Uh huh, so now you want to watch the movie with me!” He doesn’t respond, instead just grabbing you by the waist and dragging you toward the bathroom.
könig absolutely adores your breasts; the shape, how soft they are, how the flesh and fat spills from his fingers when he squeezes and fondles them. something else he enjoys, is mirror sex. fucking you infront of a mirror and groping you all over.
your bare back pressed against könig's burly chest, his thick and veiny cock stuffing your cunt full and his large hands cupping your breasts. he sucks hickeys onto your neck, eyeing you up with hungry eyes as he grips and gropes your chest, fucking your hole faster whilst playing with them. he's utterly obsessed, there's been countless times where he's drooled all over them like a dog in heat, covering your hard nipples in saliva as he pumps his dick into you're glistening cunt.
you're his perfect toy, something he can use and love on. his cock twitches inside you as he runs his fingertips over your hard nipples, groaning hoarsely beside your ear and breathing down your neck. the softness of them against his calloused, rough hands feels heavenly, and he's unable to stop grinding up into your pussy as he gazes them. it's perverted; depraved and disgusting as he slobbers and loves on them desperately, cumming uncontrollably and degrading and you for being so delicious and loveable.
könig would rub lotion onto your breasts, gripping and squeezing them while kissing down your neck, his dick achingly hard in his boxers as he grips them tightly, making you squeak out.
he'll just have to cum all over them later, after sharing a few drinks together and finally getting into the mood, finally able to get that sweet release.
uhhh prologue for a jason todd fic where they argue over books, sorry about the fast start more exposition in the first chapter but i find dialogue easiest. not proofread.
pls enjoy ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ
inc: jason todd x reader, fem! reader, redhood x reader, enemies to lovers, jason todd stays mad, rage baiting jason todd,
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prologue:
‘you, again ?’
craning your neck towards the heavy, dented, metal slabs that are the front doors of the apartment building, you spot a large man with mostly dark hair, in a tattered, black, leather jacket.
‘…do i know you?’ you asked, confused.
‘no, and you don’t need to. i’m just curious as to what kind of juvenile criminal steals from a community book nook’
your eyes widen in surprise and narrow again in disdain before resting a hand on your hip.
‘believe it or not coffin dodger’ you retort snarkily, gesturing to the white in his hair.
‘when me and my fellow juveniles bring an item back from whence it came’ huffing and turning back to grab another book ‘we normally consider it returned’
flabbergasted, he stands there processing your insult for just a moment before shooting back with a glare
‘oh, i see, good samaritan, must’ve gotten you confused with the other resident hoarding 12 books yet to make their return’
you’d imagined a fight occurring when you came to Gotham one day, but you’d visualised more of a scrap to the death in a wet alley somewhere and less of a squabble over book nook etiquette under your own (currently leaking) roof.
‘i wasn’t aware book nooks hired their own personal security nowadays’ you remark
‘what do they pay you in? does it grow on trees?’
his eye twitched in rage before he slowly walked over, it wasn’t until he was a couple feet away that you began to appreciate the minor detail that you were currently living in Gotham of all places.
you felt yourself begin to shrink a little bit in your own skin.
‘i’ll be watching’ the man strode away.
you shivered, whispering an uneasy ‘creep’ before making your escape up the stairs.
new book in arm, you practically skip down the hall, waltzing into your room, locking the door behind you and launching full force into your plush bed. practically buzzing with excitement you open up the first page to see what new annotations await you.
halfway into the first one you choke out a laugh
‘ ahhh .. what a dweeb’
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authors note: bello, so this fic is gonna take me a while cause i’m at uni AND im having relationship troubles. everything goes downhill when you starting writing fanfiction. any tips are welcome since i haven’t written for years, other than that pls enjoy hopefully next chapter will be out soon! thanks! 📁
