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The soft clink of Zayne's spoon against his mug was the loudest sound in the kitchen.
He sat at the island with his sleeves rolled twice to mid forearm, a mug of coffee cooling between his hands. A stack of patient files from Akso Hospital rested beside him, untouched. He hadn't looked at a single page in nearly ten minutes.
His eyes were locked entirely on you. From his seat, he watched as you moved between the pantry and the counter, searching for something you'd apparently misplaced. Every now and then, the oversized sweater you were wearingโhis sweaterโ shifted as you reached for a shelf, revealing a glimpse of baby blue lace before the fabric fell back into place.
He lifted his coffee and took a slow sip.
Outside, nothing about him changed. His expression remained calm, composed. Only the subtle tightening of his jaw gave away the tension building behind his temple. His gaze lingered on the curve of your hip, where the delicate strap of your panties sat high, biting softly into your flesh.
"You've been rearranging the same three jars on that shelf for the last five minutes." his tone carried its usual dry professionalism, though there was a faint pause before he continued.
"If you're looking for the tea, it's in the cabinet below. If you're looking for something else, this is a remarkably inefficient way of finding it."
You glanced over your shoulder.
A smile tugged at the corner of your mouth as you turned and leaned against the counter, folding your arms across your chest. The movement intentionally compressing your chest, pushing the lace of your bra into a clearer view beneath the wide, slouching neckline.
"Maybe I'm admiring your organizational system, Dr. Zayne, or maybe I'm waiting for you to finish working."
"My work was finished the moment you walked into the kitchen wearing that."
Zayne set his mug down with a quiet click.
His eyes slowly scanned you from your collarbone down to your bare thighs. There was no irritation in his voice, despite what he was saying.
"You're making it very difficult to enjoy a quiet evening," he added. "A clear disruption."
"Am I?" you shifted against the counter, the fabric of the sweater slipping just an inch further off your right shoulder, exposing the scalloped edge of the blue strap. "You could always look away."
"That's not a realistic option."
He pushed himself to his feet.
There was nothing hurried about the way he moved. There never was. Everything Zayne did carried the same deliberate steadiness he brought to every part of his life, as though rushing simply wasn't in his nature.
He rounded the island at an unhurried pace, his attention fixed entirely on you.
"Besides," he said, stopping in front of you, "I suspect that wasn't the outcome you were hoping for."
He stepped closer, planting his hands on either side of you as though to steady himself there, close enough to narrow the space between you without actually touching, while his eyes lingered on your face with a focus that made it difficult to remember what either of you had been talking about a moment ago.
"You've been walking around in that all evening," he said, his attention drifting briefly before returning to your eyes, "and unless I'm mistaken, you chose that particular color knowing exactly how distracting it would be."
A smile tugged at your lips, small and innocent enough to be unconvincing.
"I just thought it looked nice."
The look he gave you suggested he found that explanation deeply improbable, though there was a trace of amusement beneath the skepticism that softened the severity of it.
"I'm sure that's what you're telling yourself."
The response earned a quiet laugh, and for a moment neither of you looked away, the silence stretching comfortably between you as though neither felt any urgency to fill it.
"Sounds like a self control problem," you said, tilting your head slightly.
Something shifted in his expression thenโnot enough to call it a smile, but enough to suggest he was fighting oneโas he held your gaze for another second before exhaling through his nose.
"An interesting theory," he replied, his voice calm despite the challenge in yours, "although I suspect you're considerably more interested in testing it than proving it."
"That's a bold assumption, Dr."
"Not really," he said, the amusement in his eyes becoming impossible to miss now. "You've spent hours waiting for me to notice, and I think we're both aware that strategy has been remarkably successful."
He remained where he was, making no move to close the distance between you. His gaze drifted over you with quiet deliberation before returning to your face, as if he were perfectly aware of the effect the silence was having and had decided not to rescue you from it.
The delay was becoming unbearable.
"Zayne..."
His name left your lips softer than intended.
"Patience," he said, the word low and unhurried. "It's an important skill."
You let out a breath that sounded suspiciously like frustration.
"I don't think you're being very fair."
"No," he agreed easily, "probably not."
Only then did he move.
His hand rose between you, the backs of his fingers brushing lightly along your collarbone as he reached for the edge of your sweater. The gesture was unhurried, almost absentminded in its precision, and somehow that made it worse.
With a small tug, he eased the fabric farther down your arms until it gathered at your elbows, leaving you to glare at him while he regarded the result with entirely too much satisfaction.
You were left standing in just your lingerie.
And he didn't try to take it off. He never did.
"You always leave it on," you managed to say, voice trembling.
A faint smile touched his mouth
"Why would I remove something that suits you so well?" Zayneโs fingers hooked under the top edge of the lace bra cup, pulling the fabric down until the tight elastic lodged beneath your breasts, baring your already hard nipples to the cool air of the room.
Before you could think of a response, he lifted you onto the counter with effortless ease. The cold surface contrasted sharply with the warmth that had settled beneath your skin, drawing a quiet gasp from you as you steadied yourself against the edge.
He stepped between your knees, his hand sliding down your stomach, passing the sensitive dip of your navel until his fingers met the barrier of your panties. He looked down at how the blue lace stretched over your mound, already darkening with a damp patch from your arousal.
With a firm tug he pulled them entirely to the side, wedging the fabric sharply against your hip, completely exposing your glistening slit.
His fingers instantly found your drenched core and he slid two fingers inside you without warning, stretching you open, his thumb pressing firmly on your engorged clit.
You cried out and he watched your face, reading the flush on your cheeks, the way your eyes rolled back, treating your pleasure with the absolute focus of a man obsessed with every detail of your anatomy.
"Eyes on me"
You forced your eyes open, blinking through tears of friction and pleasure. He was towering over you, still fully dressed and looking impossibly neat save for a slightly askew tie. Meanwhile, you were almost naked on the cold counter, breasts spilling over blue lace.
โHe let go of your underwear to undo his belt and unzip his trousers, freeing and stroking his thick, fully erect cock, which throbbed with a heavy vein against his stomach.
There was no wasted movement. He slid his fingers out of you to grip the side of your underwear again, ensuring the fabric was cleared entirely from his path.
"Hold onto me"
You wrapped your legs tightly around him, your hands gripping the back of his neck. Zayne guided his tip to your dripping hole and slowly buried his dick inside you.
The fullness was overwhelming. You gasped, your mouth opening against his shoulder as he began to move. He gripped your hips, his thumbs digging into your skin to hold you still against the counter as he slammed into you. His pace was relentlessโdeep strokes that bottomed out against your cervix, the wet, slapping sound of his skin hitting yours filling the space between you.
"Zayne, oh god, faster โ"
"No. You wanted to disrupt my schedule, now we're doing this my way."
"S' too deep, baby "
"It's exactly where I belong, you were made to be stretched out like this." his eyes dropped to the junction where your bodies met and reached down with one hand, his cool fingers hooking into the waistband of your panties, pulling them even tighter against your hip, still refusing to take them off. "You're soaking your pretty-fuck- pretty panties with your own mess."
""I don't care....harder..."
"You're so needy. If I go any harder, sweetheart, you're going to break."
"Break me," you begged, completely undone, your hips beginning to match his rhythm.
The submission in your voice almost had him coming on the spot.
"I'mโI'm close, I'm โ"
"Hold it," his eyes were completely black, blown out with lust "Say my name, tell me who is filling you up."
"Zayne... Zayne, Zay....!"
That sudden, tight squeeze of you coming around him was exactly what he needed. He let out a rough sound against your neckโlosing all his usual controlโand on the last stroke, he buried himself so deep your hips slammed together.
A few minutes later he pulled out of you with a soft, wet sound. By the time he fastened his belt, his breathing had already begun to settle, the brief loss of control disappearing behind the calm exterior he wore so effortlessly.
Your bra was still pulled down beneath your breasts, your panties were still hooked tightly over your hip and something quietly satisfied flickered across his expression.
"Don't take it off yet," the words were delivered with the same measured certainty he used when he already expected to be obeyed. "I want to look at you exactly like this while I finish my coffee. You can clean yourself up when I'm done."
Zayne x fem!reader x Caleb
CW: two pseudo-incest mentions, Dom/sub dynamics
The first thing Zayne sees when he enters the bedroom is Calebโs back between your spread legs. His precious necklace hangs between his shoulder blades, presumably to keep it out the way as he works his mouth against you, and judging by the heady smell of sex in the air heโs been at this for a while.
Zayne strides around to the side. He wants a better view of Caleb devouring his sisterโs cunt.
He watches quietly, one hand resting in his pocket while the another works at loosening his tie. Neither of you have noticed him yet. Caleb is lost in your pussy and you're squeezing your eyes shut in pleasure. Your hands fist the sheets and youโre a whimpering mess.
Finally your eyes open and a small gasp escapes your mouth. The surprise at seeing him stood there quickly morphs into a pout.
โZayniieee,โ You whine. "He wonโt let me come!"
Your bottom lip quivers and Zayne thinks itโs adorable.
โOh dear." He coos in a tone that says heโs anything but sympathetic. "Is your brother being a big meanie?"
"Yeeaah." You complain with an even bigger pout.
"Well," Caleb says, finally lifting his head from between your thighs. His chin is covered in your sticky juices. "Perhaps if someone hadnโt been deliberately ignoring my messages and calls all day sheโd have been allowed to come 20 minutes ago."
20 minutes?
Whilst Caleb loved to torture he was also a pleaser when it came to you. Where Zayne loved to edge you to tears, Caleb usually took the opposite route of forcing the orgasms out of you whether you wanted them or not.
So for him to edge you this long? You really must have pushed him to his limits today.
"Please can I come, Zaynie?" You beg with wide eyes brimming with tears. "Pleeaase?"
Zayne crouches down next to the bed and lovingly strokes your forehead.
"You know youโre not allowed to play us off of one another, sweetheart." He gently chides. "This is Calebโs punishment, therefore he is the one to dictate when you are allowed to orgasm."
You let out a little sob and Zayne glances down to see Caleb sucking your clit into his mouth. His cock swells at how red and puffy your pussy is.
"Donโt worry." He gives a gentle kiss to your nose. "Iโm sure heโll let you come." He brushes a couple of strands of hair from your face before adding: "Eventually."
Zayne gets up and proceeds to change out of his work clothes as if it were any other day, enjoying the sound of your tortured moans as he does so.
Unfortunately for you, Zayne knew that Caleb could spend hours eating out your delicious little cunt.
If this seems familiar to you, I posted this on my side blog ages ago before switching back to my main, it's also been on AO3 for a long time, enjoy!
Caleb looks down and watches your tight little cunt swallow him whole, mesmerized at how youโre practically sucking him in.
โAtta girl,โ He murmurs encouragingly. โLook at you taking me so well.โ
He canโt tear his eyes away - the way your pussy leaks, completely stretched out around the head of his cock. If his phone was nearby heโd be taking a fucking picture because heโs never seen something so god damn beautiful.
Youโre whining beneath him, mumbling about how โitโs too big, it wonโt fitโ or some other such horseshit Caleb knows isnโt true. Heโll fit. Heโll make it fit.
He lazily glides his thumb over your clit in an attempt to make this easier for you and your back arches, breasts pushed into the air as you inadvertently inch your cunt further down on to his cock.
โThatโs it, just like that.โ He says. โEase it in.โ
His gaze only flicks up for a brief moment to see your eyes squeezed shut and mouth hung open before being drawn back down between your legs. He watches how your clit twitches under his touch as he practically pets it, how your slick slowly seeps out around his length.
He shouldโve worked you open a little more, took a little more time. But as much as heโd enjoyed the taste of you - lapping at you, sucking your perfect little clit into his mouth - the moment he felt you wrap around one of his fingers he couldnโt stand to wait a second longer. He had to, needed to, feel that warmth around his hard cock.
Caleb edges himself further in, cursing under his breath at how well you squeeze around him and he starts to wonder whether maybe youโre right and that it wonโt actually fit because, shit, heโs only half way in and youโre both panting as though youโve already been fucking for hours.
โAlmost there, baby.โ He coos, his thumb adding a little more pressure on to your clit. โItโs almost all the way inside, you can do it. Youโre doing so well for me.โ
He sucks in a breath at the way you clench down around him, his praise having an obvious effect and he huffs out a laugh.
โYou like me telling you youโre doing a good job, baby?โ
You whine again beneath him, eagerly nodding your head.
โYouโre perfect, you know that?โ He says earnestly. โAnd this perfect pussy is doing such a good job taking my big cock. I know itโs a stretch but youโre doing so, so well.โ
Caleb pushes himself even deeper until heโs fully sheathed inside you, his pelvis snuggly pressed against yours, nestled between your thighs. And the moan you let out, fuck, he swears he will never hear a better sound than that.
โSuch a good girl for me.โ He leans down and kisses you gently, mumbling against your lips. โNow letโs make this sweet cunt take the shape of my cock, hm?โ
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โโดโ๏ธ | Backshots in front of the mirror while you say your affirmations ft. Zayne
other parts of this series: sylus | caleb
"I'm sorry!"
A particularly hard thrust had your hip crushing against the edge of the vanity table, the distant sound of something crashing into the floor and shattering barely registering.
"Good girl" Zayne's voice was low, the anger from earlier still lining his tone as his grip on your jaw tightened and he was forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror again "You're making-hah-spectacular progress, darling. Keep going"
"Zayne-fuck" Your nails were digging into his thigh to steady yourself, other hand wrapped around his hand that was steadying you against the dresser that shifted and groaned with every punishing thrust of Zayne's hips against yours "Plea-please slow down"
Your request fell on deaf ears, Zayne's fingers moving lower as he pulled on your clit, making you gasp before he lifted one of your legs onto the dresser and pushed your face even closer to the mirror "I'm waiting, sweetheart"
His words were a far cry from his condescending tone; one he would never have been using on you if not for the fact that your behavior had upset him so. The result of which had been him stripping you of all your clothes and pinning you in front of the first mirror he saw.
"Zayne!" You cried, steadying yourself with a hand on the flat surface as you went on your tiptoe, trying to give your other knee some relief from having to support both you and your stubborn fiancรฉ's weight "You've made your point-!"
"Hardly" His face was right beside yours, staring at you in the mirror with a twisted sort of satisfaction as he saw the tears springing in your eyes "If you don't want to be stuck here all night, you better start talking, darling"
With Zayne's curved tip hitting your sweet spot so deliciously and perfect, you could hardly hear him over the ringing in your ears, let alone form a single, coherent thought to piece together what he was asking of you "I-" You gulped, eyes closing off their own accord as your head rested against his shoulder "I-I can't!"
For a long moment, nothing changed before his hand lowered from your jaw to your bare breasts, palming the entire globe in his hand roughly, his thrusts slowing down till he stopped completely, your eyes snapping open when he pulled at your nipple while his vicious voice whispered in your ear "Yes, you fucking can. Because I will never stand for hearing such nonsense from you again"
To hear your ever calm and ever composed fiancรฉ curse like this was a true testament to how badly you'd angered him "Zayne-" You tried to turn to look at him, but he wasn't having it, preventing any movements.
"Repeat after me" His long fingers abandoned your clit and found your jaw again, turning you towards the mirror "I am beautiful-" When you hesitated, his other hand reared back and slapped your tit, the sting lingering as your mouth fell open "Say it" He gritted out.
"I'm beautiful" Your voice was small and barely audible, neither of which Zayne would accept as he moved along, heat rising to your cheeks in mortification, making you feel uncomfortable in your own skin.
"So beautiful that my fiancรฉ doesn't know what he did to deserve me"
Your body was burning in embarrassment but as Zayne's hand came down on your breast again, you scramble to get the words out "So beautiful that my fiancรฉ doesn't know what he did to deserve me!"
"Keep your eyes open" Zayne murmurs, other hand also finding your neglected breast as he starts roughly massaging them between his palms "I am a capable, accomplished woman"
Your eyes find Zayne's in the mirror but he's already looking at you, determined and single-minded in what he set out to accomplish. Gulping, you repeat his words back to him.
"And my soon-to-be husband's feats fall short of mine"
You try to turn to protest but Zayne tsks, not letting you look away for a single moment as your agitation flares at the surface "And my soon-to-be-husband's feats fall short of mine"
"I am wholly deserving-" Zayne pulls out completely and finally thrusts back into you, making you moan loud and wanton as he goes on "-of every good thing in this universe"
"Iamwhollydeservingofeverygoodthinginthisuniverse" You're pushing your hips back against him to urge him to move, catching Zayne's smirk in the mirror, his lips descending against the jaw that still has his fingerprints marked deep into them.
"Including- no, especially my husband"
The initial embarrassment of having to repeat these words back to yourself has washed away and amusement replaces it as you raise your eyebrows at his usage of the word husband.
"Especially my boyfrien-" Zayne doesn't let you finish, squeezing your ass and pushing you further over the surface of the vanity "Zayne!"
"I am a Goddess" He goes on, murmuring into your skin, his breath hot against your nape as you watch his midnight mop of hair trailing kisses down your neck "who my husband worships"
Watching your flushed skin, your fiancรฉ husband wrapped around you on all sides, with your faces so close to the mirror that you were about to collide with it, you feel yourself warm from the inside out. You don't notice any of the insecurities that had plagued you all night, that had made you feel small next to Zayne at your own engagement party, that had made you feel like you were suffocating, had made you question whether Zayne had made the correct decision for himself or not.
"I am a Goddess" You're repeating to yourself in the mirror, no longer ashamed to hold eye contact with yourself, not with this man worshipping you like it came to him as easily as breathing "who my husband worships"
Zayne's smile is prominent in the way he kisses your shoulder, his thrusts resuming with a newfound vengeance as you go on without his prompting, turning your face over your shoulder to look at the man you loved "I am cherished" You tell him and you can see the light in his eyes, the happiness circling his irises "I am loved" His lips find yours, kissing you so hard, the sides of your faces do end up colliding with the mirror but you're undeterred, your fingers finding a home in his dark tresses and pulling him impossibly closer.
"And I'm strong enough to be able to love you"
Zayne groans, his grip on your hip punishing as he thrusts against you at an animalistic pace, holding you upright, whispering praise against your skin- so beautiful, unreal, can't believe you're mine, you're so perfect, made for me, mine, all mine, my wife, my wife, my wife.
When you finally fall apart for him, he's watching you. The way your skin is glowing, the bruised skin, how you're milking him from everything he's worth with the way your pussy is convulsing around him, making him shoot his load into you with a defeated groan. Zayne could not even begin to comprehend that you believed you were meant for anyone but him.
As if reading his thoughts, with your head resting against his chest where he was holding you steady against him, you look at him in the mirror again. You had one final affirmation to say. One that you'd believe your entire life "There will never be anyone else for me"
You're waiting for him to repeat the words back but Zayne just kisses your shoulder "Or me. Not when everything I've ever wanted is right here in my arms"
Being in a relationship with both a brat tamer and a brat maker is its own special kind of hell.
Zayne goes away for work and for the whole time he's away Caleb spoils you rotten, knowing that on his return you'll be needy and demanding - something that Zayne absolutely does not tolerate for long.
A pout and a stomped foot at not getting your way and you'll be over Zayne's knee in the blink of an eye, ass red and on fire. And all the while Caleb will be sat watching your punishment with a smug smirk as he tugs at his cock, precum leaking out at the sound of your whining and whimpering.
But Zayne is no better. He watches Caleb give into your every whim, creating the spoiled brat that he loves to tame. He could stop him, or at the very least warn you that if your behaviour continues there'll be consequences.
Yet he stays silent, waits until you lower your guard and forget that Zayne is most definitely not Caleb. He denies you something simple - perhaps a dessert or a new plushie to add to your ever growing collection - anything really. Anything to get you to have one of your little tantrums.
And once he hears that oh so familiar whine of Zaaaaynnee leave your lips he knows you're ready to be put back in your place.
Usually it's with a firm hand on your behind, underwear pulled down and ass on full display, until you go limp and pliant over his lap. Sometimes it's by tying you to the bed and teasing your poor little clit with a vibrator until tears are forming in your eyes.
But if he's feeling extra cruel he'll have Caleb fuck you at the same time. Zayne will stand quietly at the side, cock straining against his trousers, as he holds a wand to your sensitive cunt, and simply listens as Caleb coos at you with that false sympathy he saves just for these occasions. Maybe he lets you come, maybe he doesn't.
They play off of each other; Caleb spoils you and Zayne reins you back in. Yes, you quickly learnt that your two boyfriends love to work together. And no, you wouldn't change a thing.
zayne believes in consequences. so, when you decide not to behave tonight, he simply delivers your punishment.
right now, youโre hovering over his lap, your thighs shaking so hard you can barely keep your balance. heโs already used his stupidly long fingers to make you cum three times, leaving your cunt feeling raw, dripping wet and so sensitive that the friction of your own movement feels like a shock.
and now your punishment, it seems, is to ride his cock until you fucking canโt.
โz-zayne...i donโt...i canโt,โ you whimper, tears stinging your eyes. you try to lower yourself but the head of his cock stretches your aching walls so intensely that you immediately freeze, crying out from the sheer fullness of him.
zayne lies perfectly still beneath you. he looks up at your flushed face, his expression entirely calm with a slight upturn of his lips, even though his own cock is twitching inside you, tip leaking with pre cum.
without a word, he reaches over to the nightstand. the familiar clink of his stethoscope makes your heart race.
โsit still,โ zayne says, voice low and steady.
he puts the earpieces in and then the freezing steel of the stethoscope presses right against your bare chest.
the icy metal against your flushed hot skin makes you gasp. your cunt instantly clamps down, squeezing his cock like a vice. a heavy groan escapes zayne as you tighten around him.
โyour pulse is too fast,โ zayne murmurs, his eyes locked onto your face, reading every flicker of your expression. โyour heart is pounding. itโs all for me, yes?โ
the audacity to even ask, you think.
โbecause of you,โ you sob, trying to lift your lips to escape this agonizing pleasure. โp-please... zayne, let me stop..โ
โno,โ zayne replies softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. oh fuck you. you want to say it out so badly, but you precisely know what position thatโd leave you in, so you donโt.
โhis thick cock buries itself completely inside your soaking wet cunt, bottoming out inside you. a broken, breathless wail escapes your lips as you slump against his chestt, completely ruined by the friction.
โzayne keeps the stethoscope pressed firmly over your racing heart listening to the chaotic, rapid thumping spike to a dangerous peak as he fills you to the brim.
โโyou brought this on yourself,โ zayne whispers against your ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down your spine. โnow, stay right there. let me listen to your heart race for me.โ
people always talk about someone getting fucked stupid but what about a top going stupid while fucking someone? their brain shuts off and they just become a horny mutt with the only goal of getting off as hard as they can, breeding their sub. incoherent whimpers and moans of pure lust and desire. just a thought
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hi! i wanted to ask (only do if ur comfortable) can you do the lads boys individually spanking x afab reader? itโs okay if not!!
#YKYouWannaSpankThatAss!!โญ.แ
โญ.แSYNOPSIS You really canโt help it, you truly love teasing your dear boyfriend! You just sit werenโt expecting him to retaliate in this. . way
โญ.GENRE smut, porn with little plot
โญ.INCLUDE Caleb, Rafayel, Xavier, Zayne, Sylus (separate)
โญ.WARNING fem!reader, explicit content, no possible spoilers, established relationship, possible grammar errors, not proof read,ย face down ass up (Caleb), mentions of overstimulation, implied creampie, pet names, hair pulling, squirting, breeding, p in v, no protection, oral (fem rec), doggy style (Xavier), marking, cowgirl (Zayne, Sylus), jealous sex (Caleb, Xavier), lil bit of mean! Zayne, breast play, 1k per Li, author note at end!(โโ ึ โโ)โก
โญ.CALEB
The feeling of overcoming bliss is drowning you, overstimulated to the max, left twitching and throbbing in ecstasy. There is a slight sheen of sweat on your burning hot flesh, glistening. Caleb has your face pressed firmly against the drool soaked pillow, moans and whimpers are barely bearable due to the pillow muffling your strings of harmony, ass pushed upย
Caleb has a firm grip on your plump hips, forcing you in place as he slams his hips into yoursโ fat cock pushing deep into your velvety walls with a wet squelch, heavy balls slapping deliciously at your puffy clit. Occasionally, thereโs a small peak of his dick, a white ring formed around the thick base of his cock, a sticky mixture of yours and hisโ previous orgasms.
โMmhpโ! Hnng. .โ You loudly moan into the pillow, uselessly scratching at the soft yet slightly wet fabric.
Cock buried deep in your pussy, he rolls his hipsโ stirring up your cum coated walls with an obscure and nasty squelchhh. In response, his thick cum pools around his thick shaft. . his seed slowly drips onto the dirtied sheets. You let out an exhausted moan into the pillow, squealing loudly when Caleb pulls out until only the bulbous tip of his cock was plugged into your messy hole before slamming his hips into yours, with a pwap plap, causing your walls to quiver around his dick. . gushing out even more of his cum.ย
โNngh sh- shitt, babe! S- so noisy. .โ Caleb heavily pants out, teeth biting at his swollen bottom lip, drawing crimson liquid from the flesh.ย
โB- baby! Y- youโre soo โhnng. . wetโ He hiccups, pausing his motion of rolling his hips against yours, opting to switch to thrusting deep and hard into your gushing cunt.
While youโre exhausted and purely cock drunk, Caleb, somehow, has enough pleasure to pound you into the bedโ perhaps it was the godly sight in front of him that spurred him further on. Scattered along your neck, collarbone, and back are purplish red bite marks littered on your flesh. . deliciously pretty. Every time he slams into you, your plump ass jiggles and bounces with the toe curling thrustโ thereโs a mixture of sweat and dried cum on the flesh.ย
You squirm and thrash, weakly attempting to escape from the mind numbing pleasure thatโs being fed to your body. The grip on your hips quickly becomes mean and bruising, itโs obvious Caleb isnโt going to let you easily escape from him. You drool into the pillow, tears spilling from your watery eyes.ย
One of the hands on your hips shakily grab at your hair, gently yet firmly pulling you from the tear shaken pillowโ forcing your body into a difficult arch that lets Caleb abuse your sweet spots even better.
โDo- donโt try to โohhhfuck. . t- to squirm from me!โ Caleb grunts out, releasing your hair, letting you slump back onto the bed before his hips grab at your hips tightly.ย
Your eyes go wide, that knot in your belly snapping, pussy gushing around his cock for the nth time. The feeling of overstimulation is familiar, your body trembling against the bedโ sobbing into the fabric when Calebโs full balls slap harshly at your engorged clit, causing jets of cum to squirt from your cunt.ย
โF- fuckkk. . Yo- youโre squeezingme sooo tightโ! Nnghfuck. . baby!โ He chokes on a moan, fingers digging deeper into your plump hips, surely leaving purple marks behind, tugging you to meet his thrust halfway.
โL- lebโ haaah-! Sl- slow!โ You squeal, voice muffled by the cloth.
The wet plap and fwopping sounds of Calebโs skin meeting yours in deafening, mingling with the nasty squelch and slosh of your velvety walls stretching perfectly around his dick. Submitting to desire, a hand grabs at the globs of fat of your assโ fondling and greedily groping at the soft flesh that spills between his fingers.ย
โHaah. .? W- what was that, baby โnngh!โ Caleb groans out, pinching at your ass.
โWa- want me to โngh shit. . s- slow down? N- no. Yo- youโve. been. teasing. me. all. fucking. dayโ!โ He breathes out between loud moans and whimpers, each word followed by a delicious thrust that makes tingles course through your spine. . the creaking sound of the bed giving way slowly intensifies.
โY- youโre gonna break โohmygod. . t- the bed!โ You attempt to reason, that doesnโt stop you from squeezing tightly around him as you buck your hips to feel him push in deeper into your pussy.ย
Your words seem to go into one ear, exiting out the other. Itโs like Caleb hasnโt really processed your words, mindlessly fucking his overstimulated cock erotically into your sloppy cunt.ย
โG- gotta t- teach you a lesson. . hnng-!โ Caleb hiccups, hands lifting in the air before landing on your asscheek, eliciting a delighted squeal.ย
Itโs louder and clear nowโ the sounds of the bed shaking, the faint cracks of the wooden frame giving way. Completely cock drunk, you struggle to push your ass back against Caleb, desperate to feel his cock burying itself deeper and deeper into your gooey walls until you're full of his thick cum. Another painful smack has you drooling and whimpering into the pillow, the dim pain melting into overwhelming pleasure.
โHaah. . Yโknew h- he was โholyshit. . fl- flirting with you, baby!โ He whimpers out loudly, groaning when your walls spasm around his length when he brushes against your sweet spot.
Another loud smack, your poor asscheek is already beginning to turn a pretty shade of redโ youโre loving every second. That familiar knot in your lower belly is getting tighter and tighter, you are soo close to cumming again.ย
โHnngโ! P- please. . d- donโt stoppp!โ You mewl, gasping in ecstasy when he pistons his hips to ensure he pounds into your sweet spot.ย
You can tell heโs close tooโ the way his grip on your hips and ass tightens painfully, his thrust sloppily, cock throbbing and bobbing deep in your pussy, his moans and whines getting louder. You let out an open mouth scream into the pillow, cumming for the nth time around his cock, the ring of cum smearing onto his pelvis and the skin of your ass. Caleb whimpers your name loudly, pushing his hips flushed against yours, balls pressed against your puffy clit, cock spurting a copious amount of cum into your cunt, the excess dripping out of your stuffed pussy.ย ย
โIloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiโโ Caleb babbles dumbly, rolling his hips against yours, the wet slosh of him burying his seed deeper into your pussy.ย
He slowly pulls out with a wet pop, silently watching his cum pour out from your messy cunt. Caleb drags his cock through your swollen folds, back and forth, pressing himself back into your cunt with a wet squelchh. A weak attempt, you try to squirm and thrash from his grip but he keeps you still, hips smashing into yours.ย
Not a single drop of regret bubbles in youโ getting your boyfriend jealous might be your favorite occupation, especially when heโll fuck you stupid and spank you until your ass is a pretty shade of red in response.ย
โญ.RAFAYEL
Perhaps having Rafayel as a boyfriend has made a certain playful side of yourself developโย youโve been teasing him all week in numerous ways, knowingly riling up your poor boyfriend. Sitting on his lap randomly, grinding your ass against his crotch early in the morning, bending over to pick up something you accidentally dropped. It was inevitable, heโd eventually submit to his own desires.
He is in heavenโ the feeling of plump, squishy thighs pressed firmly against the sides of his head, the scent of you is much more intense, and your sweet cunt for him to mindlessly lap at. So what if he easily fell for your little trap? How could he possibly care when heโd end up trapped between your thighs? Rafayel is nasty messy, dragging his tongue through your slickened foldsโ the noisy sound of his lips wrapping around your puffy clit, the wet squelch of his tongue dipping into your gummy entrance, and the muffled sounds of your boyfriend moaning into your pussy.
Each time Rafayel drags his tongue along your syrupy slit, perfect nose pressed into your clitโ youโd buck, tremble, and hump his face weakly. . smearing your sticky juices all over his face. And every time youโd unconsciously press your pussy harder into his face, heโd let out a shameless moan into your core, the delicious vibrations coursing through your body. . making you moan even louder. Ooh fuck, and the way youโd let out a deafening squeal when he thrusts his tongue in and out of your velvety wallsโ your fingers darting to firmly grab at the purple strands of his hair, carding through his hair and occasionally tugging on it.
โMmhpโ ohhhfuck! Hung. . r- rafyieโ you mewl out softly, voice hoarse and broken from how much moans and whimpers that Rafayel has ripped from you, you weakly roll your hips to grind your overstimulated pussy on his face.ย
This is the first time youโve ever heard your boyfriend soo quiet before, minus all the moaning and whining heโs unbashfully letting out into your swollen pussy, finally not babbling out praise and worship for you. However, thatโs just because heโs proving his love in another wayโ keeping his mouth busy with lapping, sucking, slurping until you canโt help but cum into his mouth. Rafael slowly drags his thick tongue through your sopping folds, up and down in a dizzying manner, his nose pressing against your swollen clit. . lewdly inhaling your addictive scent that surrounded him.
The pressure on your clit has you crying out his name loudly, squirming lightly. Each time Rafayel glides his tongue through your syrupy pussy, your folds part, giving him the chance to taste the arousal that leaks from your messy hole. The grip on your hips tightens, a finger tapping on your plush flesh twiceโ you lift your hips up enough room for him to breath.ย
โHaah. . ohmygod, my pearlโ Rafayel breathes out between ragged pants, his warm breath fanning onto your spit and arousal covered clit.
โYou taste sooo de- delicous, cutie. .โ He says quietly, kissing at your puffy clit tenderlyโ chuckling softly when the bud throbs against his lips.ย
Rafayel tugs you back down onto his face, fingers tightly digging into your plump hips. . forcing you to roll your hips, grinding your heat on his face. He glides his tongue through your folds two times, back and forth back and forth, before he plunges his tongue into your quivering holeโ summoning a loud whine of pleasure. The feeling of his tongue dragging along your velvety walls has your toes curling, eyes rolling back, and a whine of Rafayel being ripped from you.
โHnng-! I-I canโt โnghhh. . can't take anymore. .โ You babble out, squirming and writhing, though to no avail.
He tilts his head upwards, lips engulfing your puffy clitโ sucking harshly until he feels your hips jolt. Greedily, one of his hands grabs at your ass chick while the other one stays glued firmly to your hips. Rafayel plays with the supple flesh, squeezing and fondling at the globs of fat on your assโ giving it a soft smack.ย
โHaah-! Nnghfuck. . t- too much. . rafโ!โ You sob loudly, tears clinging in the corner of your eyes.
The feeling of overstimulation has you whimpering and trembling helplessly,ย but Rafayel canโt stopโ he needs to coax out more and more of your delicious juices. Oh, heโs hooked on you. Heโs basking in your reactions; every single time your moans become high pitched, heโd peer up from between your thighs.
โMmhpโ! Fu- fuck. . feels too Ra- Rafie! Wanna. .โnghh, cuumโ you slur out dumbly between whines, squealing when he spanks to the flesh of your ass.
That knot in your stomach is getting tighter with every passing second, you are trembling violently now. Rafayelโs tongue delves through your sopping foldsโ tongue tracing through your creamy slit, driving you closer and closer to your impending orgasm. Maybe the lightheadedness, from the lack of oxygen and drunk off your taste and scent, finally got to your boyfriendโs headโ perhaps thatโs the only explanation of his cock throbbing violently in need.
Rafayel is widely bucking his hips into the air, fucking into nothingโ caught between the option of eating you out until his jaw aches or giving into the need. . ultimately choosing to worship his girlfriend. The moment he suckles onto your clit, tongue smoothing the swollen flesh. . youโre letting out a loud sob, tears dripping down your cheek. You wail loudly, cumming around nothing, shakily rolling your hips as you ride out your orgasm.
โHaahโ! Fu- fuck me. .โ you sigh out softly, shakily lifting yourself off his face.
Thereโs thin strings of arousal connected between your pussy and his face, his face covered in your juices and arousal. Messy and nasty.ย
โHaah. . yo- you taste soo goodโ Rafayel pants, itโs quite obvious heโs just as drunk as you areโ pussy drunk.ย
โโNeed more. .โ He murmurs out, gently spanking the warm flesh of your ass, dragging you onto his face again with the personality of man that intends to make you jelly boned and sobbing in ecstasy.
โญ.XAVIER
You are a complete, hot messโ fat tears clinging from the corner of your eyes, loudly whimpering and whining from the overwhelming pleasure, weakly and helplessly clawing at the soft fabric of a pillow before you. Eyes burning with hunger and need gazes at your body; skin covered in a slight sheen of sweat from the heat and ecstasy. . glistening in the dimmed lights to cast a pretty shining effect on your gorgeous body, scattered along the flesh of your neck and back are purple and red hickey marks from Xavierโs hungry mouth.ย
If it wasnโt for the calloused hands, greedily grabbing at your plus hips with a firm grip, dragging you to meet Xavierโs rough thrusts halfway. .you would have already collapsed on the bed from the sheer exhaustion. Youโre completely drunk from that additive feeling of intense pleasure, with each orgasm ripped from your body, the pleasure bleeds into overstimulation yet you still beg for moreโ perhaps this is what it meant to be cockdrunk. You are tumbling violently like a small leaf, you can barely hold your loud whines and tears every time his cock drags perfectly along your velvety walls. . easily pounding into your sweet spots.
The apartment room is deafening, surely the lewd harmony you both are creating can be heard perfectly. Each time Xavier gives you a frantic and rough thrust, his slender cock pushing deep into your gooey walls, an obscure squealchh and sloshing sound of your sopping cunt would fill the room along with the sounds of slick skin slapping against each other loudly.ย
โHaaahโ! O-ohfuckk. . f- feels sooo goodโ you mewl loudly, thereโs a subtle burning sensation on your arms thatโs planted on the bed, it must be from you trying to hold yourself up for soo long.ย
โNngh. . X- xavie!โ You cry out his name loudly, earning yourself a pleased groan from your boyfriend.ย
A noisy sob is ripped from your swollen lips when one of Xavierโs hands drags along the skin of your back to grab at your plump assโ needy fondling, squeezing, and smacking at the flesh until it turns to a pretty shade of red. In his eyes, heโs leaving his own mark on your delicious body. . just like what you did to his neck, except heโs worse and meaner.ย
โMmph haah. . yo- you knew he was โfuck. . staring a- at you. .โ Xavier breathes out between ragged moans and grunts, hips noisily slamming into yours, the red, globs of fat jiggling from the impact.ย
โWe- were you tr- trynaโ . . nghfuuck so tightโ make m- me jealous, darling?โ Somehow, his thrusts become inhumanly and mercilessly fast. . causing a silent scream to be ripped from you and your head to become only a mush of thoughts while your white-coated walls quiver around his cock, eliciting a breathless whimper from Xavier.ย
Oh godd, the way his cock drags along your sensitive walls has your body trembling from the overstimulation. The mess between your plump thighs is getting everywhere: the bed, the sheets, on your skin, and Xavierโs thighs and abdomenโ the mess is starting to become worse and worse, your sloppy hole keeps leaking out a sticky mixture of your juices and his previous orgasms onto the bed below. Another rough spank to your ass has you bucking your hips towards him, weakly fucking yourself on his length.ย
โooohโ fuckfuckfuckfuck! Nngh. . X- xavie! I- I. . f- feels amazing!โ You squeal out loudly, fat tears dripping down your flushed cheeksโ each rough thrust has a pleasurable wave of heat coursing through your body.
The sensitivity seemingly makes your senses sharper than usual. . everything feels more intenseโ the way Xavierโs slenderโs cock throbs and jolts deep inside the warmth of your cunt or the way his balls slap, pwop, at your puffy clit til youโre gushing around his base.ย ย
โI- Iโm soo sorryโ fuck!โ You wail out, lips parting as strings of moans are ripped from you, eyes rolling back with a particular rough thrust.ย
His hands cracks against your ass again, the sting melted into delicious and addictive pleasure, you gasp in response. Perhaps you did go overboard with making your dear boyfriend jealous, but getting fucking so good that you become cockdrunk. . you really wouldnโt mind doing it again. Those heavy balls of Xavierโs smacks against your engorged clit, heat pooling to your lower belly.ย
โHaaahโ! O-oh god. .โ You drool, becoming awfully aware of that knot in your lower belly growing tighter and tighter.ย
โMmhpโ. . a- and you โfuckkk. .โ Xavier barely manages to get words out, groaning softly when you feel you flutter around his cock soo tightly.
โ. .pretends l- like he wasnโt st- staring โholyshit, darling. . at y- youโ he stutters out, another rough smack on your asscheek, eliciting out a yelp from you.
โX- Xavierโ!โ You voice is high pitched and deafening as you cry out his name, shamelessly moaning your boyfriendโs name. . thereโs no way that man basically eye fucking you couldnโt hear from his room.ย
โHhng nnghโ! Y- yes. . yesyesyes, scream out my n- name, starlightโ Xavier encourages.
Xavier is so close to cumming; that rude and mean grip on your hip tightens ever so slightly, his thrust becoming sloppy and downright needy for an orgasm, and the way heโs just pulsing and twitching inside you.ย
โCโmon. . s- scream out my name โgonnacum. . wa- want him to know y- you are all mineeโ he drools out, hips smacking painfully into yours.ย
โX- Xavier โhnng, please!โ You squeal, eyes rolling back as velvety walls quiver around his length, creaming around his cock for the nth timeโ the ring of cum around his base smears onto your skin.ย
He lets out a breathless whimper, resting his weight on top of your body. . keeping you trapped against the bed. Xavierโs body is flushed with yours, cock spurting an overwhelming amount of cum into your stuffed pussy. Your eyes roll back, weakly gasping when he presses his hands onto your back, slowly thrusting his sensitive cock into your gushing and creamy pussy.
โX- xavie. . nooo! F- feelโs tooo good. .โ You drool into the sheets, unable to make an effort to squirm away from the mind numbing pleasure.ย
Even though Xavier is completely dumb from pleasure and overstimulation is biting at his flesh and mind. . he canโt stopโ he needs to ensure that man knows you are his. . even if you spend all night fucking like bunnies.
โญ.ZAYNE
Your body feels extremely exhausted, skin sweaty and glistening, skin burning hot to the touch from the delicious heat thatโs bloomed between you and your boyfriend. The addictive sensation of your ass cheek throbbing in pain from the countless spanks Zayne gifts to your flesh only serves to further heighten your sensitivityโ each cruel swat to the red globs of flesh draws out a whiney whimper from your spit covered lips. Perhaps, acting like a brat towards you boyfriends wasnโt the smartest choice youโve ever made. .
However; being forced to perch on top of his lap, feeling his hard cock pressing deep into your cunt, while calloused hands tenderly massage and roughly spank at the globs of fat until your flesh was raw and a pretty shade of red wasnโt something youโd object to receiving as punishment. Shakily and weakly, you roll your hipโ eyes rolling back when you feel Zayneโs thick cock brush perfectly against your g-spot, whimpering when your puffy clit catches at the rough fabric of his pants.ย
โHaahโ. . ohmygod. Za- Zaynie!โ You whine out his name in such a sweet voice, gasping erotically when he grabs at your sore ass cheek, firmly squeezing on the raw flesh while helping you bounce on his twitching cock.ย
Itโs a mess, tears clinging onto your lashes, drool seeping from your parted lips as you pant out warm air, mind set on one thing. . to finally cum after being edged for soo long. You quickly bury your fingers into Zayneโs shirt, bunching the fabric up between your fingers. . using it as leverage.
โHnngโ! C- canโt take it anymore. . b- baby!โ You whimper out, trembling lightly in his arms.
Each time Zayne slams you back onto his lap, you swear, his cock reaches soo deep into your sopping cuntโ forcing your pussy to make the nastiest and obscurest squelching sound. The wet squealchh and sloshing of sound of his dick reaching deep into your gooey walls can be heard from outside the closed room, along with the wet plap of skin meeting each other.ย
โNghh. . oooh, p- please, Zayne! N- needaโa cumm. . sooo badly. .โ You beg in a whiney tone, sobbing when his cock massages your velvety walls perfectly.ย
Thereโs a subtle burning sensation in your thighs from overexerting yourself, yet, you just canโt stop. . you really need to cum. Zayne groans out softly when he feels your walls spasm and flutter around his cock, dragging out a delightful moan of your name.ย
โZ- Zayne. . c- can, anymoreโโ you mewl, words barely making sense anymore.ย
You are so close to cumming, that knot in your stomach gets tighter and tighter than expected, the way your gooey walls spasm around his throbbing cock is enough to tell. Zayne huffs out between moans and groans, one of his hands on your plump hips dragging up your backโ tugging you to be fleshed against his chest, fucking up into your messy cunt.ย
โPleasepleasepleasepleaseโ! Wanna cum soo. . โ Haah, needโa cum, please za- zaynie!โ You babble out pathetically, burying your head into his neckโ lips sucking at his flesh until a pretty bruise blooms at his skin.
You let out a loud cry when you feel Zayneโs hands gently smack against your ass cheek, a loud fwop, a silent reminder that heโs treating this like a punishment. You whimper softly when he fondled your ass cheek, pushing deeper into your sloppy pussy.
โYouโve been acting like a brat. . all. fucking. day. darlingโ Zayne clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, each word followed by a toe curling thrust that makes a delicious wave of heat course through your bodyโ earning a sob in response.
โYou h- have clearly โnngh fuckk. . ha- havenโt learned your lesson, m- my belovedโ he groans out between gritted teeth, wrapping his arms around your back to keep you trapped and flushed against him, angling his hips to graze against your g-spot.
โP- please, Zayne! I- I wonโt tease you anymore โhaah nghh, feels soo goodโ ย you wail out, nuzzling yourself deeper into his neck, lips wrapping around his sensitive skin and sucking pretty bruises and love bites on his fleshโ eliciting a breathless groan from your boyfriend.ย
He knows you are lying. .
โP- please, j- just let me cum. . babyโโ you gasp out, weakly bucking your hips to meet his sloppy thrusts.ย
How could Zayne possibly deny you when youโre pleading so sweetly, tears drippingย
onto his skin, muffled whimpers by his neck, gooey walls slamming around him. His thrusts become hurried and sloppy, bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm. Oh fuckk, the way his cock drags along your velvety walls has that knot in your stomach tightening and your eyes rolling back.ย
โCome on โnghhfuck. . c- cum for me, be- belovedโ Zayne manages to breathe out between broken grunts.
One of the hands gripping firmly onto your hips dips between your bodies, finding where your two are connectedโ skilled fingers pressing and circling your puffy clit until you let out a loud cry. A loud moan is ripped from you as you gush around his cock, tears dripping down your cheeks from how intense your orgasm was, a ring of cum forming around the thick base of Zayneโs cock.ย
โHaahโ! F- fuk, Zaynie!โ You drool, letting out a shaky breath when he buries his cock to the hilt of your cunt.
His cock throbs and twitches deep inside your sopping pussy, ropes of cum shooting into your gooey walls. Zayne grits out your name, slowly bouncing on his cock to help ride out both of your orgasms. You are a trembling mess in his arms, still recovering from your intense orgasm.ย
However, Zayne is still bouncing you up and down his dickโ overstimulation creeping over your body, you let out a soft whimper from the pleasure.ย
โNghh. . Haah, mhhp. . โM se- sensitiveโ you mewl out, that doesnโt stop you from rolling your hips to gain some of that delightful overstimulation.ย
โYouโve been trying to get my a- attention all โfuckk. . day, darlingโ he mumbles, tilting his head to the side to press a warm kiss to your hair.ย
โSurely this isnโt enough to satisfy you. .โ Zayne teases, that tone alone is enough for you to know he isnโt done with you just yet.ย
โญ.SYLUS
There was something soo enticing and entertaining about teasing your poor, oh so sweet, boyfriend restlessly. Ranging from innocently bending over in front of him wearing a pretty short skirt, gracing him the perfect view of your crimson panties. Purposely leaving the bathroom door wide open for Sylus to see youโ naked and beautiful body covered in droplets of warm water, steamy air surrounding you inside the shower.ย
Youโve even resorted to indulging him in his desires, plush lips firmly pressed against each other in a steamy kissโ your warm lips lightly peppering against his jaw to his neck. . sucking a pretty mark onto his neck before pulling away with an obvious excuse. Oh godd, you truly can be quite a little minx. It was inevitable; Sylus would eventually submit to his own desires and corner you. . like a predator finally capturing its prey.
โMmhp. . doing soo โfuckk. . well fโme, kittenโ Sylus groans out between rough and ragged groans, voice muffled slightly by the mounds of flesh on your chest pressed against his faceโ occasionally taking in your perky nipples into his hungry mouth to suckle and lap at the bud until you whimper.
Sylus has a brushing grip on your squishy and plump hips, calloused hands helping you to ride his cockโ the loud fwopping sound of his skin meeting yours is loud. His fat cock easily pushes deep in your velvety walls, due to the amount of wetness youโve produced, with a lewd squealchh. The sticky mixture of both your essence and his cum is smeared everywhere; his lap, abdomen, and your thighs and ass.
Gazing up towards you with hooded eyes and clouded with desire, everything about you was intoxicating to himโ fat tears clinging to your eyes lashes and eyes glossy, lips parted as he rips strings of moans from your swollen lips, and the way your gooey walls squeezes around his cock. . it makes him feel dizzy from the pleasure. You tremble in his hands intensely, barely letting out coherent sentences besides his name over and over. Sylus is soo big; buried deep in your sopping pussy, stretching your walls out perfectly, twitching and throbbing inside your cuntโ it has your body burning in ecstasy and creaming around his thick base with a loud squeal.ย ย
Your thighs are beginning to have this slight uncomfortable burning sensation from spending such a long period of time being fucked dumb on Sylusโs cock, the pleasure has officially rendered you cock drunk.
โHang mmhpโ! I- I. . ca- canโt! t- too tired. . nghh!โ You mewl out in a whiney voice, panting and breathing heavy from the heat.
Before you can even attempt to finish up your sentence, heโs bucking his hips to push deeper into your gushing cunt, pressing into your poor g-spot. That deep, unforging thrust he does has your eyes rolling back, and whimpering out your boyfriendโs name loudly. One of Sylusโs arms wraps around your back, pulling you closer to push your boobs closer to his faceโ he lets out a delighted groan into your perky nipples as he drags his tongue against the bud, drawing out a gasp from you.
โY- you enjoy teasing โohfuckk, so tight. . me, sweetheart?โ He grunts out against your chest, engulfing both of your nipples into his hungry and insatiable mouth before sucking harshly, eliciting out a broken moan from you.
The only response he gains is an unapologetic and teasing giggle from you, it quickly melts into a loud and surprised moan when his hand on your hip swiftly cracks at your ass. Sylus swiftly spanks at the same cheek twice, summoning a loud moan, more tears brimming in the corner of your eyes. It shouldnโt excite you, but it does, the sticky cream that gushes from your cunt and forms around the base of his dick is enough evidence.ย
Perhaps itโs the overstimulation thatโs making you act so giddy and incoherentโ besides, itโs not like Sylusโs tone carries any hostility, in fact, it seems heโs teasing you back.ย
โHaaahโ! Ohmyfucking. . godd, s- sy!โ You wail out, velvety walls squeezing around his cock like a vice, that knot in your stomach getting tighter and tighter.ย
โMmhp nngh! I- I donโt know wh- what you're talking about, ho- honey!โ You coo out softly, feigning innocence, whining out when his hands roughly massaged the reddened globs of flesh.
Another loud smack, your poor asscheek is already beginning to turn a pretty shade of redโ youโre just in love.
โD- donโt fucking. . โnnghโ Sylus starts, interrupting himself by lewdly slurping at your poor nipples, even gently nibbling at the flesh, electing a squeal from you.
Smack
โโ act. . innocent with me, sweetieโ he purrs out, miraculously speeding up his brutal pace when he feels our gooey walls quivering and flutter around his cock uncontrollably.
Smack. Smack.
You let out a loud wail, the little bossy word you wished to say dies at the tip of your tongue. At this point, there will be red marks on your poor ass cheek and a pretty bruise on your hips, serving as a sweet and lovely reminder of tonight.
โOooooh. .ย fuck! fuckfuckfuck. .โ You gasp out loudly, scratching at his chest weakly, leaving only red marks on his skinโ earning yourself a raspy chuckle from your boyfriend.
โNnghโ! C- canโt cum. . not againโ!โ You wail out, trembling violently in his arms.ย
โYes you can, kittenโ Sylus murmurs against your swollen boobs, angling his hips slightly.
You drool, screaming out his name, eyes rolling back and toes curlingโ cumming around his thick cock for the nth time, sobbing when his hands spanks at your flesh again. You whimper, crying out his name when he stills fucking up into your messy cunt. You go limp in his arms, thighs trembling lightly.
โCโmon, sweetie. . โ haah. . youโve had your fun alll dayyโ he draws out his words, pressing a soft kiss to the front of your neck, a complete contrast from how meanly thrusting up into your overstimulated pussy.
โIsnโt it fair I have mine. .?โ Sylus teases lightly, fingers massaging at your red ass.
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โญ.[ AUTHOR NOTE ] Tehe. . betta werenโt expecting mommy to finally post hmm<33 but it did, mwah! Anywhores, I'm so so so rlly sorry for being absent, a lil summery, i did gain a leg injury and have already 2 weeks in the boot + i have to do another 2 weeks on ankle braces. . But I decided my babies deserve a long gift, I made to make sure I put my life in my writing<33 btw, if u say thereโs obvious bias in how I wrote the characters, mommy is blocking you 4ever, tehe. I rlly love my new theme, I still have to change the whole blog but itโll happen soon!
+ no Taglist cause Iโm lazy lmfao, itโll find u if it wants too
Zayne tries to run every morning. Even when you are cozy in bed, warm in your cocoon of blankets. Zayne will rise out of bed and go on a run. This morning you woke up early though. Usually, youโre still in bed when he comes back, but today youโve migrated your bundle of blankets to the couch.
The sofa that gives you a perfect view of the front door. The very same one Zayne walks into, taking off his shoes. Your eyes glaze over his body. Tight-fitted black shirt, hair tousled with sweat, and his shorts that end right above the knee.
โYou run every morning looking like that?โ You smile from the couch, leaning over the arm rest. Zayne tugs out his earphone,
โWhat?โ
โYou run. Every morning, looking like that.โ You point at him, raising and lowering your finger.
โDo I look bad?โ He asks, sliding his earphones into his pocket before treading towards you on the couch. Up close, you can see the sweat dripping down his neck and the way his shirt outlines his chest just right.
Youโre salivating.
โWorse. You look amazing.โ He stands in front of you as you sit on your knees. Your hands rest on his chest, smoothing over his lean arms and shoulders.
โYouโre staring.โ Zayne chides, but thereโs no malice in his voice. He likes your praise, your attention. Sometimes you catch him making himself prettier for you. You massage his shoulders softly, leaning in to smell him. Zayne stiffens under you, "What are youโ"
"You smell nice too." You smile against his skin. Zayne's hands stabilize your waist, rubbing circles into your skin. "You smell like me." Your chest swirls with pride, scraping his scalp softly with your nails. Zayne hums in reply, his eyes softly closing. He dips his head into your neck, pressing a kiss against your exposed skin.
"I should leave a mark on you." You mutter, running a finger up and down his chest. Zayne lets you touch up on him, running your hands along his abdomen and chest. He watches your hands, the way your face twinkles. He hums once again, raising a brow. "Anyone passing should know you're taken." Zayne chuckles, looping his arms around you. You pull him on top of you, a drop of his sweat dripping onto your collarbone.
"The ring on my finger isn't enough?" He's amused, pride swirling in his chest over you. You shake your head, arms curled around his neck.
"That doesn't stop anyone." You plainly reply, running your knees between his legs. Zayne breathes into you, lips pressed against yours before softly pulling away. You chase him, forcing him back to you with a hand against his nape. "They have to knowโฆ" You speak between kisses. "You're taken. That you're mine."
"Yes. Perhaps you shouldโฆ" Zayne murmurs against your lips, softly biting your bottom lip. You part your lips, letting his tongue slide against yours. Zayne rises, his hands sliding against the trim of his shirt. You stop him, pulling his hands under your shirt instead.
warnings: backshots, overstimulation, cum eating (zayne), not proof read
wc: 1k
your hands scrambled to grab onto the sheets, fingers gripping tightly onto what you can grab. oversensitive nipples send shockwaves down your spine as they slide against the sheets harshly, occasionally catching onto a fold.
your throat was borderline raw from the constant moans of pleasure that are leaving your mouth. the slap, slap, slap, slap of skin on skin was loud in your ears. the room was hot, sweat beading down your spine and skin burning.
you had lost track of how many orgasms you've had, just how long you and zayne have been fucking. pussy puffy and tingling, stretched wide around the girth of his cock and dribbling white strings of your mixed cum.
zayne has a big hand on your back, the added heat from his palm making you flutter around him. "nghhh zayne!" body lurching up and up from the force of his thrusts, you try your hardest to push back against him.
it's a struggle, he's fucking into you hard making your body inch away from him. knees weak from your previous orgasms, you can't bring yourself to help, to fuck yourself back onto his hard cock.
you hear zayne heave an irritated sigh, never at you, before he's stilling. a whine leaves you before you can register and he chuckles against the skin of your shoulder.
"i know darling, i know." zayne nuzzles into the back of your neck as he adjusts your body how he wants. pliant, you let him, a pillow is placed under your chest to lift your top half up, your chest heaving with effort as you grab onto another to pull in front of you.
he spreads your legs wider and slots himself right up against you, hips snug against your ass. the position pushes him deeper, cock pushing against that spot that makes you see stars.
his hands slide up down your back, blunt fingernails barely scratching along your spine before they curve around your hips into the cusp of your hip and thigh. his hips start up again, picking up right where he left off and moving quickly.
"like this, okay? justโ" his thighs keep you spread as he works, your own locking onto his for stability. "just stay-" hands move themselves further before his fingers dig into your thighs, forcing you still in a tight lock.
"stay still."
he moans out, watching the ripple of your ass against him as he fucks into you. head thrown back, moans and babbles leave your raw lips. he was basically using you as a fuck toy right now, strong hands and thighs keeping you locked in and unmoving.
"h-harder zaynie, pleasepleasepleaseโ" arching your back as best as you can, you tilt your head to get a look at him. his eyes were half lidded and focused on you, pupils blown out and a pretty flush from his ears to his neck.
"harder!"
a huff left him at your whining but he does exactly that. the harsh smack! of his hips against you leaves you whimpering. your ass stings, raw and bruised from where he had slapped earlier. his balls were slamming so hard against your clit, a deep fwapfwap resonated off of the wet skin.
with nowhere to go you're left at his mercy, back arched and pussy aching. sweat drips down his chest leaving streaks down the marks on his pale skin. the squelching gets louder somehow, obscenely wet and sticky.
zayne tilts his head, eyes narrowing onto where your bodies combine. a frothy white ring has formed around his cock, both of your previous orgasms spilling out. a deep groan leaves his lips at the sight, his balls tighten as he watches the creamy mess stain your skin, every thrust he does creates thick white lines that stick from his skin to yours.
"you've made quite-nghh, a mess of me darling."
zayne tilts your hips higher, fucking hard into you with a new fervor, quiet moans leaving him. arms giving out, you fall forward, an arm reaching back to grab at him the best you can. finding a grip onto his thigh, your nails dig into the skin there, unsure if you want to slow him down or not.
"that's all right, i will clean you up later." cool air reaches skin and you realize he must have licked you. feeling zayne's heavy weight against your back has your stomach tightening, oversensitive and neglected clit twitching eratically.
no doubt you'd have bruises from where his hips have been hitting all night and where his hands were holding you so tight. the delicious burn brings you closer to the edge, nails leaving scratches on his thigh before your hand comes back up.
completely letting go your body falls forward, unable to even try and keep yourself up. zayne's breath was hot against your neck, hair stuck to the slick skin. his lips mouth at your shoulder, tongue peeking out to taste the salty skin.
you're stuffed so full all you can think about is zayne, zayne, zayne. his tip abuses your cervix, pushing hard against it in a way that makes it feel like he's in your throat.
body stiffening, your orgasm rains down on you, a scream of his name ripping through your throat and eyes rolling back. ears ringing you can barely make out the whimper zayne lets out as his own orgasm follows, hips still working as he pumps load after load inside your abused pussy.
thighs shaking, you slowly come down from your high, zayne's hands emitting a light frost as he massages the sore muscles of your thighs. you can feel his cum dripping out, leaking down the front of your pussy and down his balls.
a whimper leaves you as he slowly slides out, a lewd pop sounding out once his cock is out. your pussy clenches around nothing, cum drooling out of your puffy lips.
"shh, zaynie's here. i'll take care of you."
you feel a cool stream of air against your pussy before zayne's heated tongue licks a heavy stripe up your lips. your body jolts, hips trying to twitch away from the burning sensitivity but it feels too good. "z-zayneโฆ" you whine out, hand reaching down to grab his.
he intertwines your fingers, thumb rubbing soothing circles as his tongue matches the pace. the wet smacks of his lips against you causes heat to stir up again, hips grinding lightly against him. zayne's other hand spreads your ass cheek open for more room, lips sucking harshly against your clit.
anyway. one leg over the shoulder for support and love and care while they're stroking into you making you feel good, and yes, prolonged eye contact as usual because if they're gonna be deep in your guts they should be looking deep into your soul too
You and Toji had been โwrestlingโ on the living room floor for the last ten minutes, more roughhousing than actual fighting. Heโd let you get a few decent shots inโmostly because he enjoyed the way you threw yourself at him like you actually stood a chance.
But Toji was done playing nice. With one smooth motion he hooked a thick arm around your neck from behind, pulling you back against his broad chest and locking you in a headlock. His bicep bulged against the side of your head, veins standing out under sun-tanned skin. โGotchaโ,โ he growled roughly in your ear.
You squirmed hard, heart hammering, but the more you struggled the tighter his arm flexed around you. โLet go, you oversized bastard,โ you hissed, still trying to pry at his forearm even as slick slipped dripped between your thighs. You turned your head just enough and sank your teeth into the thick meat of his bicep.
Toji grunted, the sound half-pain, half-laugh. โThe fuck? You biting me now?โ He flexed his arm deliberately, forcing your jaw to open a little wider around the hard muscle. โKeep that up and Iโll make you regret it, you little shit.โ
You didnโt let go immediately. Instead you bit down harder, tasting salt and skin, feeling the way his muscle jumped under your teeth. Muffled against his arm, you argued back, โYouโre the one cheating with that cheap headlock. Let. Me. Go.โ
โYeah?โ His free hand slid down your side, gripping your hip hard as he yanked your ass back against the growing bulge in his sweats. โMake me,โ he taunted against your ear. โCโmon. Bite harder if youโre so tough.โ He yanked you tighter again, forearm pressing firmly against your throat.
You did. Teeth digging in deeper, tongue pressing against the vein that stood out under the pressure. Toji groaned as he shoved your pants and panties down in one rough tug with his other hand. He freed himself from his sweats, his heavy cock slapping against your ass before he lined up and pushed in.
You moaned around his bicep before he released your hip just long enough to smack your ass hard before he grabbed you again and slammed in deeper. โYou bite me, I fuck you stupid. Fair trade.โ
Your head was spinning, trapped in the headlock, face pressed into his bulging bicep while he railed you from behind. Drool slipped from the corner of your mouth, mixing with the sweat on his arm.
Toji leaned in closer, lips brushing your ear as he panted. โCโmon, keep fighting me. Makes your pussy squeeze so fucking tight when youโre mad.โ He gave a particularly vicious thrust, grinding his cock against your pussy.
You answered by sinking your teeth in even deeper, a muffled โFuck you,โ vibrating against his muscles.
โAlready doing that, princess.โ He snapped back as his pace turned brutal, arm keeping you pinned exactly where he wanted you. Tojiโs grunts and curses filled your ear, his sweat-slick chest pressed tight to your back, the headlock never loosening.
You came hard with his bicep between your teeth, muffling your scream as your pussy clenched around him. Toji followed right after with a guttural groan, burying himself deep and flooding you with hot cum.
He didnโt release the headlock as he held you there, panting against your neck, cock still twitching inside you. โRound two?โ he murmured, flexing his arm again making you choke as it wrapped tighter around your throat. โOr you tapping out already, princess?โ
This bastard, as if a little headlock was going to make you tap out. You twisted your head as much as the headlock allowed and sank your teeth back into his bicep, right over the fresh bite mark youโd already left. You bit down hard, making him grunt.
โMotherfโalright, thatโs it,โ Toji growled, but there was clear delight in his tone. He yanked you tighter against him, hips snapping forward as you moaned โThat all youโahโgot? Gonna have to do better if you want me toโfuckโtap out Jiโฆโ
a/n: toji can keep me in a headlock till I pass out on his dick
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Zayne isn't holding back in the slightest, not that you're complaining. His pace is mean as he fucks you from behind, your back arched prettily for him with one hand planted on it to keep you down.
Perhaps you'd pushed it too far this time, sending various pictures of you in lingerie while he was on his business trip and not listening when he'd gotten home and told you to strip.
But he was fucking you, and that's what matters.
"Z-Zayne! It-it feels-fuck!" The pleasure makes it hard to think, his tip hitting just right every time he bottoms out. But just when you're about to beg for a little more, you feel it. That familiar warmth of his cum filling you.
In your shock, you barely notice him pull out. His hand leaves your back, and you turn around, confused and still throbbing with need. He doesn't say a word, but there's a flicker of pride, the same kind that always shows after he'd punished you.
The tears come before you realize, and your hand is quick to grab him, pulling to keep him on the bed.
"N-no Zayne please please I-I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry for teasing I-I'll be good! I'll be good I promise please-please don't leave me like this." You whine, holding his face close and pressing soft kisses along his jaw and throat, nails desperately digging into his arms. He sighs, as if debating, his hand gently stroking your back.
"You promise to behave?" He whispers in your ear, lips trailing down your neck. You whimper in response, doing your best to nod. He hums once more, and comes to a decision.
zayneโs house always smells faintly of jasmine tea and whatever sweet dessert youโvee convinced him to buy that weekend. his place is a quiet, comforting sanctuary from the rest of linkon city.
but tonight, the icy winter chill is creeping through the window.
youโre sitting at his desk, desperately typing away in your laptop, trying to finish up your mission reports. you are so focused, you donโt even notice how numb your fingers have gotten. suddenly, a warm ceramic mug appears beside your keyboard.
you look up. zayne is standing there, his raven hair looking soft under the dim lighting. his silver rimmed glasses are sitting on his nose and his arms are crossed over this chest.
โtake a break,โ zayne says, his voice deep, soft and eternally calming. โyour hot chocolate is going to get cold.โ
โjust five more minutes,โ you whine, not looking away from the screen. โiโm on a roll.โ
zayne dosenโt argue. he dosenโt lecture you about getting enough sleep or resting either. instead, he lets out a soft sigh and steps closer.
before you can type another word, his large elegant hands gently cover yours, lifting them off the keyboard. because of his evol, zayneโs hands are usually a little chilly, but right now, his palms feel like the warmest things in the world. he holds your hands between his, rubbing them gently to get the blood flowing back into your fingers.
โyouโre freezing,โ he murmurs. he doesnโt look at your face, gaze entirely focused on your hands as his thumbs trace warm comforting circles over your knuckles. โfor someone who fights wanderers for a living, youโre terrible at taking care of yourself.โ
โthatโs why i have you,โ you tease, leaning forward a little. โyouโre the doctor.โ
zayneโs hands stop moving for a second, his gaze meeting yours. his beautiful green eyes melt into something quiet and sweet at he looks at your playful grin. the corner of his mouth twitches into a a small smile.
โiโm a cardiac surgeon,โ he says softly, his voice dropping to a gentle rumble. โnot a personal hand warmer.โ
โsame thing,โ you smile.
he lets out a quiet chuckle. instead of letting you go back to work, zayne gently tugs at your hands, guiding you off the chair. he walks you off to the bed, sits down, and pulls you against his side.
before you can complain about your laptop, he throws a thick blanket over your shoulders. then he takes your hands and tucks them into the front pocket of his sweater, pressing them right against his warm chest.
โzayneโโ
โyour laptop isnโt going anywhere,โ zayne interrupts smoothly. he wraps his arm around your waist securely, pulling you so close that your forehead rests against his collarbone. he rests his chin on the top of your head, his chest rising and falling against your hands.
โfifteen minutes. thatโs your doctorโs orders.โ
you smile, giving up completely and melting into him. โokay, doctor zaynie.โ you whisper, retrieving one hand from his pocket to poke his cheek.
zayne exhales a long, relaxed breath when you finally relax, his grip tightening just a bit to keep you nice and warm. โgood. now close your eyes.โ