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NSFW MINORS DNI: dom!joost, gn!reader, puppy talk, degradation+praise

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joost would love to shove his knee between your legs and tell you to get yourself off. hes not helping you, hes not moving it for you. you can either do it yourself or hes leaving you with no release, making you all flustered and needy to feel him thrust into you. he would make you rub yourself against his knee, letting out pathetic little noises while he just sits there with his arms crossed. soft coos would escape his mouth, praising you for being such an obedient puppy in heat. with each thrust and rub to his leg, you felt yourself get slightly closer, begging him to touch you, kiss you, anything. yet he would shake his head, letting you cum all over his pants as a punishment.....he would definitely make you lick it all off of him too

omg yes!! (@kleinism for all you sub!joost fans)

Joost would be so nervous. yeah, he dated men before you, but it lasted such a short time that it never got this deep. this serious.

you two lay on the small bed in your room, cuddled and curled up into each others arms. his warm breath lingered on your neck, placing soft kisses over your adam's apple. soft hums escape your lips, making Joost even more eager to see what kind of noises you could make.

your hand trailed down his back, resting just under his shirt.

"you have been getting so needy, ja schatje?" soft coos escape your lips, your hand stroking his back. you could feel joosts hips buckling into your sides, using your hip to grind himself into any type of pleasure.

his voice is barely above a whisper, soft whimpers and whines escaping his lips, begging you for anything without even using his words. in a blink of his eye, you were already all over him, his wrists pinned down onto the sides of his head, sloppy open mouth kisses trailing all over his neck. god, his whimpers were so pathetic, echoing thru the room as you sucked all over his neck, letting purple marks bloom all over.

Joost's back arched softly, lips barely apart from the overwhelming pleasure, babbling dutch pleads. and how could you ever say no to those pretty eyes.

"mijn liefje...i want to....please.." he didn't even need to continue his sentences, you could sense in the air what he needed the most.

you nodded your head softly, but something in your eyes lingered. love. worry. you loved Joost, you couldn't possibly imagine hurting him.

you placed soft pecks to his lips, each one filled with more and more love.

"are you sure?" you said between each kiss, making Joost whimper into each kiss, his hands now free, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs softly.

you lifted yourself from him, fingers trailing to his pants, teasingly unbuttoning them as slowly as you can, which only made Joost gasp out needier noises. a smirk curled on your lips.

"tsk, tsk. so impatient, ja?" you snickered softly, fingers trailing over the rim of his pants before taking them down slowly, letting them get lost somewhere on the floor. your hands trailed over his hips, leaning down to place a soft kiss to his exposed belly, kisses trailing lower and lower, yet deliberately avoiding that one twitching spot in his boxers. you nibbled and kissed on his thigh, making whimpers and whines escape his lips.

"f-fuck...god, please..." he could barely pant out, his back arched softly. something similar to a chuckle escaped your lips, fingers gripping onto him like you were afraid he was gonna run away.

in a swift movement, his boxers also met with the pants on the floor, his needy cock already leaking with precum. he was such a mess, gasping and panting as your hand met the base of him, making soft and slow strokes, your other hand stroking yourself over your own boxers.

"zo goed voor mij..." you snickered softly, thumb sliding over his tip, making him moan out your name. you moved you head lower, placing a teasing kiss to his tip, watching as his back arched before taking all of him in your mouth. just enough before something better came.

you took his throbbing cock from your mouth before ruffling thru the small cupboard next to your bed: lube, obviously. you coated up your finger nicely, keeping your eyes on Joost the whole time. the look in his eyes, so eager, so hungry to feel you inside him.

"if it hurts, at any point, we stop. okay?" you hummed softly, tracing his hole with the tip of your finger. Joost gasped softly, nodding his head softly, almost like he was saying yes, please, just start please.

with that simple nod, you slowly pushed in, just a tiny bit until he got used to it. and god, the wave of pleasure that washed over him, it felt like he was on cloud nine. his voice broke with each moan, practically pushing himself deeper onto your finger. you bit your lip harshly, enough to draw blood. your finger moved deeper, curling just enough to make Joost groan. it only fueled your fire more, lubing up another finger before slowly pushing it in, making Joost groan out more swear words.

"fuck, so good liefje... dont stop" he was beyond gone, fucking himself onto your fingers, you didn't even need to do anything.

you pulled your fingers out, letting Joost gasp out at the sudden empty feeling in him. the lube on your member felt cool, soft gel wrapping around your throbbing cock. it felt almost painful to both of you to tease him with just the tip, making you bite the inside of your cheek as it slowly slid in. and Joost couldn't get enough of the sight, prompting himself on his elbows to watch your cock slowly move in.

guttural moan escaped you, slowly thrusting your hips into Joost, hands gripping onto his legs, making his ankles rest on your shoulders. Joost licked his lips, watching you move with such ease that made his head tilt back. it felt too good to him, the way you fit perfectly into him with each thrust.

"you take me soo good baby, ja? so needy for my cock, such a needy thing.." you could barely groan out, leaning down to place open mouth bites to his neck as you pumped deeper into him. he was so close, precum soaking into his shirt where his cock rested. as you bit him all over, you took his cock into your hand, pumping him in the same rhythm. he could barely mumble his moans out, it felt overwhelming.

"you wanna cum so badly for me, ja schatje? want me to fill you up real good? come with me baby, let me see how good my dick makes you feel..." you growled into his ear, feeling your hips buckle deep into him one last time before coming. Joost couldn't contain himself, filling up your hand with his juices, which only ran down your hand and onto his shirt.

soft kisses trailed down his ear, jawline and to his cheek.

"zo goed, schatje, je hebt het zo goed gedaan..." you said between kisses before pulling your cock out, using Joost's cum and your own to stroke yourself in front of him, licking your lips at the sight of it spilling from his hole.

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this is for all my Parsa fans, especially my dear @kleinism 😵‍💫😵‍💫

Partying really wasn't your thing; noise, the smell of some cheap beer, and a lot of mess to clean up after. but this time something got you to go, and that "something" is Parsa. God, you have known him since the 3rd grade. Calling him "just a best friend" would be an understatement. Seeing him go from this shy fat boy who stole your snacks at lunch and got you into pokemon cards was now having gigs all over the world.

Even though you really didn't care about going, all of the parties that included Parsa turned into some sort of side quest; like that time you two went to "just check out this new chinese place" but by 1am you ended up in a town 6h away so he could get a puppy from a drag queen in exchange for fixing her beaten up mazda.

The simplest outfit came to your mind, because as much as you didn't want to go, you still wanted to look good. Some basic jeans and a shirt you definitely planned to give back to Parsa (he simply just had better taste). By the time you knocked for the 6th time at this random guys house, you felt like giving up. The music was blasting, no wonder no one answered, and you really didn't plan to just walk in. But, lo and behold, here comes your (tipsy) savior.

"Eeeey, schatz! You decided to come!" he exclaimed, pulling you inside and into his side, the whiff of his cologne and some strong alcohol hitting you. You rolled your eyes at him playfully, how could you ever say no to a face like that.

"If I ever say no to drinking, shoot me" you said thru a chuckle, leaned against the kitchen counter where Parsa mixed up some concoction.

"Jaaaa" he dragged out, giving you a cup of something that smelled like a fruity perfume (vodka? tequila? a bunch of juices?). "Cus then ill know aliens took you and cloned you!"

God, him and his conspiracies. The taste of what he mixed up felt warm inside you, but it sure did make your face scrunch up (because it basically tasted like ethanol).

"Whaaa, you don't like my drinks?" Parsa asked, his lips curling into this devilish grin as he sipped his drink. You shook your head, waving him off.

"No, no! its fine! if you plan to use it as rat poison!" you said softly, licking your lips to free them of this strong flavor. He scrunched up his nose and leaned closer, peeking at you over his shoulder as he nudged you.

"So, what's the reason you came?" he wiggled his eyebrows at you.

"You..." words escaped your lips calmly, twirling your drink in the cup before taking another sip. "...all events with you are fun."

His face softened, wrapping his arm around your shoulders, twirling a strand of your hair between his fingers. "I knew you would give in for me, schatz" he chuckled, sipping his own drink. As night passed by, you two had a lot more to drink, which only resulted in more of his conspiracies. Your legs draped over his as both of you sat in a quieter corner of this random guys house, music softer in this part of the house.

His thumb brushed your knee as he talked. "...no, but that would make sense if he was a lizard. Which he is!" he exclaimed proudly, soft giggles filling the space between you two as you wiped away your tears. Parsa loved to make you laugh. By his words, it sounded "like a freshly cracked can of soda", which made sense only to you two. He took his thumb and wiped away another tear rolling down your cheek, his finger lingering for a bit too long. But who cared at this point.

You sighed softly, leaning against his shoulder, your face warm against the thin material of his shirt. You were never handsy with anyone but him. It felt almost unnatural to hug anyone that wasn't him.

"Your face is so red and warm" Parsa said while stroking your cheek. "That's because you got me drunk on some cheap tequila and vodka" you giggled, fingers trailing the pattern on his shirt. He hummed, like he almost agreed.

"You could have said no" he added, your fingers moving further up into his beard. The feeling of your fingers on his face made Parsa shiver, now incredibly aware of how close you two were and how close your faces were. You licked your lips, face now inches from his as you placed small kisses all over his cheek, which only made him chuckle.

"A-are you okay? You seem-"

"Touchy? Close? Can I not appreciate my friend?" you laughed against his skin, which only made him chuckle too.

"No, no, you can! Don't stop" he said maybe too calmly, like he accepted his fate. Your kisses were gentle against his skin which made his eyes flutter. As you kissed away, your hand trailed down his body, thumb "accidentally" brushing over his nipple. Parsa let out a noise not even he knew he could make, something between a groan and a moan, biting his lip softly like he didn't expect any of this was gonna happen (no matter how hard he wanted it).

Your lips curled into a smirk, kisses now trailing lower to his neck, his grip now fixated on your waist. The feeling of your warm breath on his neck felt painfully teasing, lips brushing against the soft spot under his ear. You were practically sitting on his lap now, so close to each other you could feel his heartbeat against your own. His mind was a mess, stuck in between enjoying the moment and stopping you. Parsa's hand brushed your side softly, tilting his head so you had more space to kiss.

That only made you more eager, your tongue trailing over the shell of his ear, which only made his grip on you tighten. Your hips moved against his thigh like they had mind on their own, making Parsa groan out something to himself.

His hands moved to cup your face, pulling you into a kiss so desperate it seemed like he was waiting for this since forever. It was filled up with years of friendship and emotions maybe both of you hid from yourself for too long. His big hands now trailed under your (his) shirt, rubbing soft circles with his thumb, making you whine out into the kiss. Parsa groaned out in response, biting your lip softly before shifting you to sit on his lap fully. You could feel how hard and needy he was already, hands trailing all over your body in such a possessive way it made you shiver.

"Fuck...wait" he pulled from the kiss, his eyes glossy with pure ecstasy. The look in his eyes was deep, like he was eating you whole with his eyes. You felt so helpless in his grip, like he already knew what he was gonna do to you.

Parsa's hands moved to cup your face, thumb brushing against your bottom lip softly. "I need you. I need you so badly, schatz. I need to fuck you" he growled out quietly, making you shiver softly. "I can't wait anymore..."

You nodded, any sane and sober thought leaving your mind as he picked you up and rushed to a different room, locking up the door behind you two. It was definitely someone's bedroom, based on how worn in it felt. He laid you down, practically towering over you. His hands gripped your thighs, rubbing soft circles on your inner thighs which only made you arch your back.

"I've been waiting for such a long time to have you like this" he leaned to your ear, his warm breath lingering on your neck. "So sick of seeing all other men get their way with my girl". Those words made you wince, one of his hands now resting on your hip as he pulled you closer. Parsa places soft kisses down your neck, nibbling at it as his grip tightened on you, fingers sinking into your skin. His teeth felt too good on your neck which only made you arch your back, soft whimpers escaping your lips with each bite.

"Shh, you're doing so good schatz. Such a good girl for me, ja?" he purred into your ear, leaving a trail of wet kisses along your jawline. You nod your head, feeling his fingers fidget with the zipper of your jeans, like even he in this drunken state was too nervous about this. Soft breeze hit your skin once the jeans were off, but his big hands felt like they were burning into your skin. Your breath hitched, eyes now fixated on his face.

Parsa's hands stroked your body, fingers tracing the lace of your panties, his tongue tracing his lips. He slowly lowered himself, placing soft kisses to your abdomen, his warm breath felt too good on your skin; quiet noises escaped your lips which only fueled Parsa's hunger even more. The kisses went lower and lower until you could feel his warm breath just above where you wanted him the most. Parsa's eyes met yours from in between your legs and holy fuck, did it make you even needier than before. Your hips buckled on their own, needy whimpers escaping your lips. He smirked, placing soft kisses over your clothed cunt, cooing at you softly.

"Tsk tsk, so needy for me already. But you have to be patient, ja? Can you wait a little for me?". You nodded almost instantly, batting your eyelashes at him. "Yes, God yes, please Parsa..."

Your words echoed in his head it almost made him dizzy. His kisses became more present, your legs now fully resting on his shoulders as his grip on your hips tightened. Parsa could feel you squirm with each kiss which only made him press his lips deeper to your panties, dragging his tongue upwards over the thin and already soaked material. Seeing you so tense already made him wonder how broken he could get you. Your chest rose and fell quickly, fingers slowly curling into his hair, silently begging for more. Parsa smirked, slowly moving your panties to the side as to place a soft peck to your wet cunt.

Fuck, it all felt too good in the moment, almost overwhelming. Quiet moan slipped your lips which made Parsa even harder in his own boxers. He didn't care about practicality or common sense in that moment, he just knew he needed you right now. His lips sunk deeper, taking all of you he could in his mouth, tongue sliding between the folds with such hunger it seemed like he didn't care about breathing. The moan that escaped you was loud, making your eyes roll back as you rolled your hips in need for more. Parsa's grip on you tightened, practically pinning you to the bed.

"Fuck...you taste so good baby. You're so good for me..." he groaned out before he started sucking on your clit. The noise you let out became louder, a mixture of whines and moans surrounding you two. Parsa was never this needy for anyone before, yet he knew he needed to have all of you right now. His tongue sunk deeper into you, his hunger never ending. You could feel yourself get closer, yet barely any words could escape your lips to warn him.

"Mmph, Parsa, 'm gonna.." you whined out, covering your own face in shame. His beard was soaked in your juices, yet he had no plan on stopping. Those words only made him speed up, his fingers now moving closer to your soaking cunt.

"Y'gonna cum for me schatz? You want me to let you finish?" he teased out, fingers dragging over your pussy before pushing them painfully slow. Your back arched on it's own, breath shaky and uneven. You could feel yourself sink deeper onto his fingers, desperately fucking yourself onto his digits. The sight of that made Parsa desperate, his other hand rubbing himself over his jeans.

"Yeah schatz, just like that. Y'wanna get off so badly, wanna cum all over my fingers..." his words fueled your soul even more, nodding your head as his thumb rubbed against your clit. The knot in your stomach was painful, it felt like the whole room was spinning around you. With each movement of his fingers, you felt the sweet release of your orgasm finally reach you, clenching around Parsa's finger. The sight of your shivering body and the sound of his name slipping your lips made him bite his own, slowly taking his fingers out of you. He leaned closer to you and pressed a soft kiss to your nose, and then another to your lips.

"That's it baby, y'did so good for me. You were so good" he said between kisses, letting you slowly catch your breath. "But I'm still not done with you, ja? You think you could take a bit more for me?"

You nodded your head, your lips all swollen and barely apart. He stroked your cheek softly, placing a soft peck to your forehead. He straightened himself up, now standing in front of you as he could barely get himself out of his pants, the belt felt like solving a Rubik's cube. His pants met yours on the floor, and you could see how badly he needed you in that moment. His hand stroked himself over his boxers, not breaking eye contact with you. You propped yourself up, now practically face to face with his dick. Parsa looked down on you, licking his lips as you came closer; your hands slid up his thighs, fingers tracing under the leg of his boxers. You could see him twitch in his boxers, yet he didn't want to push himself onto you no matter how much he wanted to feel your mouth around him.

Your fingers moved burningly gentle to the rim of his boxers, sliding them down slowly as his cock bounced out to your face, the tip was already dripping with his precum. Your hand moved to the base of it, barely fitting him in your hand with how thick he was as you stroked him. His head jerked back, soft growl escaping his lips as your togue glid over the tip to collect whatever was dripping before slowly taking him to your mouth. Parsa was long gone, melting into this moaning mess right in your mouth. His hand gripped your hair, other holding onto his hip for stability as you moved your head. There was no way you could fit all of him in your mouth, but you sure as hell will try. Your head moved eagerly, the feeling of his grip on your hair made you even more eager to make him cum.

"Ja schatz, just like that. Y'suck my cock so good. You feel so good.." Parsa could barely groan out, his eyes now half lidded on you as you bobbed your head, the hum you let out around his dick made him jerk his hips deeper in your mouth, tears forming in your eyes softly.

"Awww, are you already overwhelmed? Is this too much for my baby?" he teased thru his thrust, now fully in charge. "Too bad, I'm not done with you until I say so".

Parsa rushed his own high, rolling his hips into your mouth which only made you tear up more.

"S-so good schatz. Just a little bit more baby, y'know I'm so close. Will you take all of me? Gonna swallow all of my cum?" he growled out, his hand now moving to stroke your cheek softly. You could barely leave out a soft mhm with his thrusts, not breaking eye contact, which only made him even more wild. His fingers were now back into your hair, grabbing a full fistful of it as he fucked himself into your mouth. He could feel himself get closer, his thrusts becoming sloppier and harder at the same time before he pulled out of your mouth a bit, letting his cum fill your mouth and hit your face. The sight was erotic to him as you swallowed all of it that hit your tongue, now fully dripping down your lips and chin. He could barely catch his breath before he leaned down and pulled you into a deep kiss, both of his hands cupping your face.

"Y'did so good for me baby. You took my cock so nicely" he said between kisses, stroking your face softly. "So good for me schatz. My good girl..."

You purred into his touch, yet you still felt so overwhelmingly needy for more of him, to just feel his cock fill you up with his cum and breed you. Your face nuzzled into his hand, pressing soft kisses to his wrist which only trailed to his fingers. It was almost like he knew what you wanted, pressing them against your parted lips. Your tongue swirled around his digits which made Parsa's breath hitched up a bit. His fingers sunk deeper in your mouth, making his cock throb once again for more. He pulled his fingers out and pushed you back onto the bed before crawling on top, gliding his cock between the fold. He bit his lip softly before pushing himself in, not giving you any time to get used to his girth and size. You let out a groan which only turned into pathetic noises of pleasure. His pace was sickening; so fast and hard you could feel him all the way in your stomach. He was fully leaned against you, hips jerking eagerly to pump all of you with his dick. Your nails dug into his back, which only made his movements more animalistic. His lips got to your neck, kissing and biting all over it until it bruised in shades of red and purple.

Your eyes were fully shut, chasing your own climax as he fucked your pussy senseless.

"Fuck, schatz. I-I'm gonna cum so bad. Y'gonna let me cum in you? Gonna let me fill your pretty pussy and breed you?" he groaned out with each thrust. You nodded your head too quickly, barely moaning out your words. "M-Mhm, yes! God, please! J-Just fill me up Parsa..."

Your words fueled his aggression, his movements became sloppier before he could feel himself push deeper into you to fill all of you up. His grip on your hips tightened as he felt his release fill you up, the warm liquid made you moan out your own climax around his throbbing dick. It felt too good, just the feeling of him so deep in your pussy, his cock pulsing within your wet cunt. He pulled out slowly, taking his finger to take some of it and drag it back in, not a single drop about to be wasted. You could barely catch your own breath, pupils blown out in pure pleasure as he placed the smallest kiss to your abdomen.

"So beautiful, you took me so well baby. So good for me.." he whispered against your stomach before rising himself to face you, placing the softest kiss to your lips. "My beautiful girl"

You smiled into the kiss, wrapping your arms around him, pulling him just besides you.

heavily 18+. minors DNI. dni criteria stands.

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