#multifandom x reader

pull more, he’s going to fuck you harder.

maybe pull his hair when he’s going down on you, use it to pull his face up and take a good look at his mug shining with your juices.

Your boyfriend sat between your legs on the bed, completely naked, with his back pressed against your chest. You had one arm wrapped around his waist, your other hand slowly working his throbbing length. Your fingers were slick with his precum as you stroked him with long, tight strokes — twisting your wrist on every upstroke and squeezing the sensitive head on the way down.

“You’re being such a good boy for me,” you whispered sweetly into his ear, lips brushing the shell as you nibbled gently on his lobe. “Look how hard you are… leaking all over my hand. You just can’t help it.”

He whimpered, hips jerking into your fist. You kissed down his neck, sucking lightly on his skin while your hand sped up, the wet, filthy sound of skin sliding against skin filling the room. You used your thumb to swirl around his swollen tip every few strokes, smearing the steady flow of precum before sliding back down to grip him tighter at the base.

Just as his breathing turned ragged and his cock started pulsing in your hand, you slowed down to torturously slow strokes, squeezing the base to keep him right on the edge. “Not yet, baby,” you cooed softly, kissing his neck. “You don’t get to cum until you ask me nicely.”

He let out a desperate whine, hips twitching helplessly as you kept edging him, stroking him just enough to keep him aching but never enough to let him finish. You repeated the cycle twice more, bringing him right to the brink before slowing down again, all while whispering sweet, filthy praise in his ear.

“Please…” he finally begged, voice shaking. “Please let me cum… I need it so bad.” You smiled against his neck and tightened your grip, stroking him fast and firm again.

“Go ahead, sweet boy. Cum for me.”

When you felt him start to tremble, you angled his cock upward toward his own face. With a broken, overwhelmed moan, he came hard. Thick, powerful ropes of cum shot across his face and chest, landing on his lips, cheek, and tongue while you kept stroking him through every pulse, milking every last drop.

You kissed his neck softly as he panted, still twitching in your slick hand. “Look at you… covered in your own cum,” you murmured proudly. “My perfect, nasty good boy.”

"Just wanted to see your pretty face, your grace,"

He huffs, it looks cute on him,

"Go on."

Yet all attitude is lost when you thrust up your dick into his mouth, your hand still gripping his hair. You almost choke yourself when he takes you in his mouth in one go, you shiver as your tip hits the back of his throat, looks like he has some sort of experience if he's so comfortable doing this. You don't mind it though, the way his throat tightens around your cock as one of his hands strokes your base while his mouth takes care of the rest.

wet rag men who… probably has a terrible back posture

wet rag men who… twitches in his pants when you walk past or even mutter a word to him

wet rag men who… does what hes told no questions asked but thats just in general…maybe

wet rag men who… cries when hes overstimulated—sobbing if you will.

wet rag men who… is overly appreciative and cant exactly wrap his head around the fact that YOU, a beautiful being, loves him

wet rag men who… even while dating, still hesitates to hold your hands or start a kiss first

wet rag men who… also cries when being both degraded and praised

wet rag men who… so awkward it hurts. A convo would barely make a start due to him having to stop and think about what to say—and even then itll still be ‘wrong’.

wet rag men who… when kissing you, doesnt know where to put his hands

wet rag men who… feels slightly out of place next to you, how the hell did he bag you? polar opposites

"AM I NOT YOUR BABY?"

18+ mdni

anyone(male) x black fem!reader

Warnings: anal, dirty talk, squirting , doggy style

His innocent little princess, his baby, the girl who cries from one or two many orgasms. So imagine his surprise when you suggest anal to him. Sure, he thinks it's hot, but can you even handle it? Sure, you may have done your research and did all the right prep, but look at you. The second his cock bottoms out inside you, that little hole, you're gonna be a complete wreck, and he was right.

His hips move slow at first, deep and steady, worshiping every inch of space he's filling inside you, feeling your wet hole twitch and shudder around the thick length of his cock. You try your best to adjust to him at that very moment.

"Fuck, I love you," he breathes against your sweaty skin, "so damn much." My perfect girl. My sweet baby." He watches your smaller hand squeeze around his bigger one.

"Deeper—hahh, I can take it..." you breathed out, arching your back on his cock, making your poor legs tremble; he can't think straight anymore.

Seeing you like this, begging for more it's like every goddamn wet dream he's ever had. Your hand clutching his, "Anything," he murmurs, "anything for you, baby." The two of you stay like that for a hot minute, sweating and panting as he bottoms out completely inside of you.

"Gonna Holy shit—gonna pull out, yeah, baby," he whispers into your ear. The only thing you could do was nod weakly, feeling his cock leave your hole, that burning stretch almost completely gone, leaving you empty and begging.

He dives back in. a slow, agonizing push forward just enough to make you gasp. Just as he bottoms out back into you, your body betrays you completely.

You feel yourself cumming before you notice it; your pussy clenches around nothing as you gush just from his cock fucking so deep in your ass. "Hahh...ahh…" The sounds you make are broken and understandable to anyone but him, and he watches the sight, eyes blown out wide, your legs shaking and quivering, your cunt still dripping like it's wanting cock. It turns him on so bad it's unimaginable.

"God, you're such a slut...squirting because you're getting your ass played with, huh, baby?" he croons, his warm hand stroking your sweaty back, trying to help you come down from your high even while you're overwhelmed and overstimulated, but the only thing that really bothers you is that, well...he called you a "slut," not his baby, not his girl, or princess, or anything sweet or endearing, but "slut." It hurts just a little, even if it seems like praise; you let out a choked whimper as you try to get your thoughts together even though that orgasm should've left you brainless.

"Am I not your baby anymore?" you gasped out pathetically. The world's leaving mouth was soft and blissful as you twisted to look right at him, your face a small, sad little pout. The sight was enough to make him nut right then and there.

He melts—how are you this cute? Pouting, turning all whiny and needy on him like a damn brat. He presses his chest against your back, nuzzling into the crook of her neck. "Yes, you’re my baby," he murmurs between kisses, but it still hurts a little, so you hide your face in the pillow.

"Stop hiding. I want to kiss you."

Feeling his thighs shake against your fingers as you keep pinching and massaging his inner thighs, his dick thrusted deep into your throat, his tip almost touching the back of it. You let out a small whimper when he snaps his hips up, digging your nails into his thighs to keep him in place as he swallows the whine threatening to bubble up from his throat.

You hum when his hips still, his dick twitching on your tongue as he does his best to keep his composure, but when you give an experimental suck, he chokes on what he was saying, muting his mic, he loooked down at you.

Only to be met with a sight that has his thighs melting and his dick leaking pre-cum, you looked so fuckinh gorgeous between his legs. The thought of the game and his friends already vanished from his mind as he rests his hand on top of your head to guide you down on his cock properly.

You hum and give his thigh a pinch, earning a whimper of your name, how pathetic he looks now, when he just murdered someone just because they were getting 'too cozy' with you.

"Fuck... you've been teasing me so much b-baby— ah!"

Your eyes widen as you feel cum dripping down your throat at your second experimental suck, whimpering as he keeps your head down to make sure you get it all. You pull off of his cock with a deep breath as you look up at him with a knowing, and an all to smug smirk. He can't even make eye contact with you as you press on his tip with your index finger, only making small noises,

"Come on, pretty boy, I'm sure you can give me another one, yeah?"

At this, his eyes finally meets yours, his dick twitches against your fingers that are already stroking him, nodding as he opens his mouth to say something but only a whine of your name comes out.