The LADS boys favorite positions
Contains : mild fauxcest with Caleb, afab reader, smut typical profanity, slightly(?) ooc Rafayel, I don't interact with him much ๐
This boy is a munch, and you certainly weren't complaining, he's often come to you when he's stressed after a hard day's work, aching for the comfort your pussy against his face provides him, he loved to lay against the bed, grinding his cock against the mattress as he fucked you with his tongue, sometimes laying back against the pillows as he let you ride his face as much as you wanted.
Heavy and harsh moans against you, racking up your spine as you held his silver-blonde hair tight, grinding helplessly against his mouth. he pulled back panting, looking up at you with lidded eyes, licking two of his fingers lazily before stuffing you with them, watching your gaze all the while, he quickly set a rhythm as he pumped them in and out of you, dropping his mouth down to your clit again, latching his soft lips against it, suckling hard, moaning as you tugged his hair harshly again. He pulled back off and reached up with his other hand to squeeze at your breast, "Feel good baby? Such a needy thing, humping up against my face like that, someone should teach you some patience.." he said, slowing his fingers, a barely noticeable mischievous glint in his eyes, "Xavier please I-I need it, need your mouth!" You cried, trying to lift your hips in an attempt for more, he pulled his hand down from kneading at your chest so firmly pin your hips in place, "That's all you had to say" he said, before withdrawing his hand entirely, covering your pussy with his mouth, sliding his tongue in and out, licking against your walls, groaning as they pulsed around him, "Oh fuck, Xavier- fuck, g'na cum!" You said, your moans and cries fueling him more, he let out a moan himself, as you came undone on his mouth, "I feel it baby, I feel it" he said, your clit nudging the bridge of his nose, when you came down, he pressed a kiss to it sweetly, coming up to press more against your lips.
Zayne loved how much stronger he was than you, and it was a dirty secret of his, he felt like such a pervert about all his little fantasies, but sometimes he would allow himself to let loose, pulling you against him by the backs of your thighs, or ass, big hands kneading the soft flesh, as he pressed searing hot kisses against your neck.
You moaned with each hard thrust, as he pressed your back against the wall, his glasses hardly handing on his face from all the mess, his shirt still on but barely, he had bunched up your skirt the second you both made it through the door, pinning you against the nearest surface, as you both swiftly worked to free him from his pants, your hands were holding his neck and shoulders tightly as he pumped you, his mouth busying itself on your neck, kissing up to your ear as he spoke, "Tell me you want it" he panted hot and heavy in your ear, giving you shivers, "Z-Zayne, wanna cum, please~" you pleaded, turning to look at him desperately, his force shaking the frames on the wall slightly, Zayne didn't make much noise during sex, but he was vocal in his own way, grunts and pants of effort escaped him as he moved your legs to hook over his shoulders, fucking you in a vertical mating press against your living room wall. You pulled him to you for a sloppy kiss, but his glasses got in the way, he pulled back and threw his glasses somewhere, and he pressed a harsh kiss to your lips, one of his hands moving to rub your clit just how you liked it, bringing you closer to the edge. "Cum for me" he said, voice lower than normal, and huskier too, you threw your head back against the wall and moaned as his rhythm never faltered, fucking you through your orgasm as he groaned louder, reaching his, "So good" he said breathlessly, shrugging off his shirt, before carrying you up to the bedroom, as he wasn't nearly spent.
Let's be honest, Rafayel doesn't seem like the type who enjoys being on top, maybe for a little bit definitely not for long, however he loves any position that lets him feel you up, frequently turning a spooning session into a steamy passionate fuck.
He held your leg up by looping one of his arms around the back of your knee, thrusting against you, as your hand reached behind to hold him by the back of his head, you were both lazily making out, as he moaned with each pump into you, he pulled back from the kiss and used the hand that had been holding up your leg to grab at your breast, teasing and tugging your nipple, "Fuck, so wet, taking me so well, baby." He says, voice clouded with lust, as he huffed his filth against your ear, he kissed against the back of your shoulder, nipping at the junction of your neck. "Raf- need more, please." You whimpered, he groaned at the sound, rolling on his back and pulling you up on top of him, back facing him, as he reaches up to hold your arms behind your back, "Yea? Then ride me baby, show me how much you want it" He said, as you ground back and forth, he groaned out loud, head back against his pillows, hips beginning to match your rhythm, fucking up into you, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum if you keep that up baby.'' he said, you moaned louder and louder, his cock hitting that spot inside you that made your mind go fuzzy, "Raf' m'cumming, gonna cum!" You yelled out, squeezing him tight with your walls, moaning as you continued grinding on his cock, causing it to circle inside you, he released your arms and let you fall back against his chest, holding you tightly, running his calloused hands all over your body, as he thrusted up into you, finishing himself off, he kissed you deeply as he came inside, tugging your bottom lip as he pulled away.
We all know Sylus is a missionary king, but it's deeper than that, he adores watching your face as you come apart for him, it makes his blood burn, and his heart beat faster somehow, the sight of your brows furrowing, or you biting your lip. God how he loves when you can't take his gaze, and how you try to look away, he can't tell if he loves that, or grabbing your jaw gently to turn you back to him, more.
Your legs were currently pressed against your chest, as he thrusted so deep into you, he was so big, every now and then hitting a spot that knocked the wind from you, his hair was slightly damp from the sweat, as well as his skin, his pelvis was delicious against your clit as he ground his hips into yours, groans as deep as he was, rumbling through his chest, and escaping his perfect lips, his brows were knitted in concentration as he focused on making you cum, "That's it kitten, cum pretty for me, that's a good girl." He said, pace picking up, hips circling so good into yours, the sound of skin slapping filled your ears, "S-Sylus-" you stuttered, reaching up for him, he met you and pressed his lips to yours, tongue meeting yours in a quick sloppy mess, before resting his head against your chest, looking down at where he was fucking you. He groaned at the sight, a ring of white around his thick cock, he smirked slightly at how big he was compared to you, he felt you clench down at a particularly deep thrust, and let out a deep rumble of a moan, thrusting still as you came all over his cock, squeezing him tight, forcing his own climax out of him, your pussy making it difficult for even him to pull back as it milked him dry, he huffed as your chest rose and fell, erratic breathing returning to normal. He pressed a kiss just above your nipple, looking at you before he spoke. "So perfect, Sweetie."
Caleb couldn't get enough of you, needing to utterly possess your senses with him, as you had for all the years of adolescence, the proximity to your body never enough, unless he was firmly pressed against you. How he used to long for it back when you were both still living at home with Gran, he remembers still how you used to sleep in his room some nights, and how he had to fight off his erection while you snuggled up to him.
"So tight f'me, could fuck you like this everyday and you'd still suck me in like this huh, Meimei~" He said, that childhood nickname sending a lick of fire up your spine that it really shouldn't have, the perversion of it driving you wild, Caleb currently had you front down, completely flat against the bed as he lay atop you, firm muscles pressed against your back, as his hips churned so good inside of you, scraping your walls with every hard ridge of his cock. He pulled some of your hair back from your shoulders, before wrapping his big, thick arm around your neck, groaning breathily as he fucked you perfectly, "Pussy feels so good baby, she missed me so much yea? Sucking me in like she never wants to let go." He says, the words heat in your belly as he pumped faster and harder, he pressed his mouth to your ear, whispering sinfully "Gonna cum baby? Go ahead, make a mess on Gege's cock, I can feel you squeezing me." It was so much, and not enough, you moaned out a choked sound as he squeezed slightly harder with his bicep, moaning out for him "C-Caleb~!" And with that, your orgasm ripped through you, the force of it causing you to tremble as you moaned out his name, again "Fuck baby, m'cumming too, fuck, you don't mind right? Want me to stuff you full, yea you do, fuck, fuck!" He said, so mouthy when he finished inside you, he fucked you both through it before falling to the side as to not crush you, pulling you to his chest and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.
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