“I Can Turn Back The Night Sky.”

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Me:

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I miss them….

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For Kinktober - Prompt: Rough Sex

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A/N: Um…. Pretend this was posted yesterday. Thanks.

Summary: Sometimes you just need Steven to take control.

Pairing: Dom!Steven Grant x Sub!fem reader

WC: 1.6k

This work contains: Rough sex (duh), sex as a coping mechanism, dirty talk, hair pulling, marking, biting, hickies, fingering, PiV, maybe a little allusion to sub space, possibly SLIGHT angst but it’s not much.

Being anything but gentle with you in bed didn’t come naturally to Steven; he had his moments for sure, but for the most part he defaulted to being soft and sweet.

You made no mistake though, he could absolutely wreck you if you asked him to. Sometimes you had a day where you needed him to take you apart, usually when the stress of life was weighing heavy on your shoulders.

Today was one of those days.

As soon as you had come home from work late, Steven could practically see the tension radiating off of you.

Dinner was quiet, but behind your eyes he could see your thoughts racing. Then you started fidgeting, bouncing your leg, anything to release some of that built up energy.

He knew what was coming. And he was more than happy to help.

So when the both of you had settled onto the couch for the night, he wasn’t the least bit surprised when you climbed into his lap to straddle him.

“Is this okay?” You asked him softly, resting your hands on his shoulders. “We don’t have to if you-“

“Love, I want to,” he cut you off with that sweet voice you had been missing all day, hands splayed across your back. “And what do you want?”

You thought about it for a moment, feeling the built up energy from the day burning inside of you. You needed to let it out.

“I just need to let go,” you managed to find your words, scared that if you spoke much more that you would break completely. “Please.”

Steven’s hands at your back pulled you closer until you were leaning against him in a slightly awkward hug.

“I’ve got you,” he whispered next to your ear, one hand tangling in your hair. In one swift movement, he wrapped your hair around his fist and pulled your head back to expose your throat.

His soft lips immediately went to your neck, nipping and sucking marks into the tender skin.

Little high pitched moans escaped you, each press of his lips or brush of his teeth seeming to light your nerves on fire.

Your hips started grinding into his without you even thinking about it, making him groan against your skin as you got the friction both of you were craving.

Steven pulled away from you, letting your hair free from his fist.

“Needy girl,” he purred, bringing both of his hands around to your front to unbutton your shirt with nimble fingers. “So impatient.”

Once your shirt was undone, he pulled it off of your arms as quickly as humanly possible. You yanked his white t-shirt over his head as well, your hands immediately roaming his bare skin.

His hands palmed at your still covered breasts, kneading and toying with them. You arched your back to press your chest into his hands, still grinding your hips.

You reached one hand behind your back to unclip your bra, and Steven let it fall as the straps slipped down your shoulders.

You eagerly reached between the two of you to start fiddling with the waistband of his pants, but he grabbed your wrists in a firm grip.

“Not yet, love,” his gaze hardened, eyes darkening. “Be a good girl for me. Up you get now.”

A tad confused, you stood up from your spot on his lap and he followed close behind.

You let out a surprised gasp as he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, carrying you out of the living room and into the bedroom.

As quickly as you were flung over his shoulder, you were falling backwards onto the bed as he tossed you on.

Your body barely settled into the mattress before Steven was on top of you again, holding you down with his body weight as his lips went back to your skin.

This time he worked his way down your chest, leaving little marks as he went. He paid extra attention to your tits, taking extra time to suck light bruises across the tender skin that you knew would last for a couple days.

You loved it.

You could feel the wetness between your legs growing, and you squirmed beneath him as your desperation got nearly unbearable.

“Steven, please,” you pled through heavy breaths, bucking your hips in an attempt to get some relief.

He hummed in acknowledgement, kissing down your stomach until he reached the waistline of your jeans.

His fingers slipped beneath the waistband, unbuttoning and unzipping them before he tugged both your pants and your underwear down your legs impatiently. You managed to kick them off and onto the floor once they reached your ankles.

He sat up on his knees, settling between your spread legs.

“My pretty girl,” he cooed, immediately running a single finger up your slit. “Look how wet you are for me already.”

You could see his finger glisten in the light as he held it up for you to see briefly, then brought it back down between your legs.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you're well and taken care of,” he promised, immediately bringing his thumb to your clit.

You tensed up like you had been electrocuted, arching your back as he started rubbing the sensitive bud quickly.

“Oh shit,” you hissed out, a choked moan getting caught in your throat as you finally got the stimulation your body was begging for.

As his thumb rubbed circles around your clit, two of his fingers nudged at your soaked entrance before slowly pushing in.

His free hand rested on your lower stomach, adding to the warmth you were already feeling.

You threw your head back against the pillows as he curled his fingers to find that sweet spot inside of you, rubbing against it with a steady rhythm and shallow thrusts.

You closed your eyes and let yourself get lost in the sensations, waves of arousal pounding through you as you felt the heat in you build up faster than you thought should be possible.

There was no doubt that Steven knew how to use his hands to take you apart entirely.

You could feel the stress of the day leaving your body, like a flood of warmth and relief was washing over you.

Between his fingers in you and his thumb on your clit, you weren’t going to last long if he kept it up.

However, he didn’t give you the chance to get that far. Suddenly his fingers were gone, his hands disappearing from you completely.

You let out a quick whine, opening your eyes slowly to look at him in confusion.

“You didn’t think I was going to let you cum yet, did you love?” Steven’s sweet voice broke through the haze of your ecstasy, bringing you back down to earth. “The only way you’re cumming tonight is on my cock.”

A smirk briefly crossed your face at his words, thinking about how he never would have been talking like that when you first met him.

“That’s my boy,” you murmured with a smile, and he grinned back at you as he climbed off of the bed to shuck off his pants and boxers quickly.

His hard cock sprung free, and he let out a sigh of relief before crawling back up onto the bed.

He lifted your legs with his strong hands, hooking your knees over his shoulders.

“Comfortable?” He asked before he kept going, always a gentleman even when he was about to destroy you.

You nodded breathlessly, your hands grabbing his arms tightly as you felt the head of his cock nudge at your soaked entrance.

In one swift movement, he buried himself in you to the hilt with a soft groan. It only took him a moment to set a punishing pace, hips slapping against the skin of your ass.

You couldn’t hold back your cries of pleasure as he hit deep inside of you, each thrust jerking you forward slightly.

Your nails dug into his arms, but he barely noticed because of how warm and soft you felt around him. It was heavenly.

“Still so… shit,” he choked on his words as you squeezed around him. “Still so tight for me.”

He leaned forward, practically bending you in half as he fucked you hard and fast.

The sound of skin hitting skin mixed with moans, but it quickly became background noise as you once again lost yourself in the pure pleasure Steven was giving you.

You were barrelling towards your orgasm, each thrust of his cock hitting the perfect spot inside of you to bring you to absolute ruin.

“Ste-Steven, baby,” you stuttered out, barely able to catch your breath as he relentlessly pounded into you.

“I know, me too,” he barely managed to get out, his thrusts growing sloppier. “Come on, love.”

A few more perfectly timed thrusts was all it took for you to fall apart, clenching down hard on him as you came.

Steven wasn’t far behind, filling you to the brim as the movements of his hips slowed but didn’t quite stop.

He let your legs down from his shoulders, and they dropped onto the bed like they were simply dead weight.

Steven laid himself over you completely, burying his face in the crook of your neck as his hips stopped thrusting.

Both of you were breathing fast and hard, his cock still twitching inside of you as you laid together.

You felt like you could fly, completely lost in the mind shattering orgasm you just had.

You vaguely registered him pulling out of you, letting his cum drip down your thighs.

Even as Steven rolled the two of you over so you were on top of him, you felt boneless.

“Was that alright?” He asked somewhat nervously, and you couldn’t help but giggle a bit.

“It was perfect, honey,” you assured him, resting your head against his chest. “Thank you.”

perish

SPIRITED AWAY 千と千尋の神隠し 2001 | dir. Hayao Miyazaki

Good Boy (Virgin!Choso x Fem!Reader)

☆*: .｡.Wrote this a while ago but didn't post here. Check my Ao3 to be updated first when I post oneshots!!.｡.:*☆

Word count: 1.5k

SFW/NSFW

☆*: .｡.Summary .｡.:*☆

You teach Choso how to touch himself- and you.

Something’s wrong.

You had just come back from grocery shopping but you weren’t wearing what you left out in. Your hair is down, tight shorts clinging to your rear but not covering your thighs. You bend over to set down the heavy bags, mumbling under your breath about how he should’ve helped you bring things inside. You’re not actually mad at him, you just love seeing him purse his lips together and pout. You turn around, expecting him to be fidgeting with his hands per usual but instead you find him in tears.

“What’s wrong?” You tease, pointing to the tent in his sweatpants. “Aww, do you need help with that?~”

Choso wasn’t used to his half-curse body, hell, he barely understood his human one. He didn’t think about it often, the two of you were normally too busy on missions to exchange more than quick kisses or glances. You had been dating for a few months, a word still foreign to him. He had always been close-knit, but he never saw himself in a romantic relationship. Nevertheless, he was happy to be with you. Now, during a peaceful period, the two of you were supposed to be having dinner together and watch a few movies. That was the plan, not what was happening now.

“I-It’s not supposed to…” Choso trails off as your fingers brush against the front of his pants, his hand trembling as you place it on your breasts. “Feels…weird.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll teach you how to touch yourself.” You whisper in his ear while sliding into his lap on the couch, keeping him straddled with your hands. You lick your lips in anticipation

His eyes widen when you pull his pants down, exposing his throbbing length to the cold air.He’s so hard his tip is stiff, the veins in his cock peeking from his shaft. He looks away, face as pink as his dripping tip. His cock is a little over half the size of your forearm, as wide as your wrist. He’s shaking, face flushed, lips parted as your hand wraps around his cock. You leave wet kisses down his neck then move to his lips, sucking a strangled moan out of him as your hand moves down his length. His cock twitches in your hand, dripping precum and his scent. You grin as he groans, stroking faster until white spills from his tip. You keep going, faster, harder, squeezing his thick cock until it shoots his load. He can’t think, mind a melted mess of lust and love as he returns your kisses with equal fervor. Hot, he’s burning, your touch setting his body ablaze. 

“Y/N~!” He’s gasping, squirming as his cock spits up again. “Hnngh~!”

“Two times already…does it feel that good?” You tease, sucking his bottom lip until it’s kiss swollen.

“Good, so good, please~!” Again, again, again, all he can do is coat your hand until it’s sticky and slick from his semen. “Y/N~!”

Choso slumps down the couch as you milk a clear load out of him, panting, crying as pleasure sparks and pops around his body. He’s a mess, purple eyeshadow dripping from his lips as his hair sticks to his face. 

“Feeling better?” You nip his neck, eliciting a sharp gasp. “Good boy.”

Dammit, he’s hard again.

“Y/N, i-it’s back-”

“Fix it yourself this time, do it how I showed you.” You smirk as he looks up at you with hazy eyes, leaning down. “You can do it.”

Choso gulps, hand wrapping around his cock as he stares at you. You’re perfect, so pretty. The way your lips move when you say his name, God- your voice, so smooth. His hand moves as quick as his heart but it’s not as good as yours, not as soft. His brows furrow as his cock pulses in his palm, oozing out nothing but a clear liquid that reminds him of slime. He moans as you bury his face between your breasts, your hands massaging his scalp as his thumb circles his tip. A familiar heat swells in his stomach and he whines as his cock shoots a blank shot down his hand and your stomach.

“Good job.” You coo into his ear, caressing his warm cheeks as he catches his breath. “Now you know how to do it yourself.”

You giggle as he clings to you, not letting you leave the couch. You were going to go get something to wipe his hands but you can’t leave him like this. You kiss his forehead, whispering praises in his ear as he whimpers, cock limp in his hand. He’s never felt this good, never been so at ease. Choso nuzzles your neck, a soft smile on his face as you hum. He doesn’t sleep well but he always manages to get a full night’s rest when he’s with you, his eyelashes fluttering as he drifts off. You can’t even slip away while he’s sleeping, his iron grip holding you close.

And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

It’s been days and he can’t stop.

Every time he sees you he has to lock himself in a bathroom and jerk off, rubbing himself so hard his wrist hurts. He can’t help it, not when you look at him like that and touch him so gently. Even now, he’s missing a mission to cum into a toilet while thinking of you, pretending your lips are on his and hand around him. 

“Choso?” You’re back. Too soon, he can’t let you see him like this. “Are you home?”

“Nnh- N-no…not home.” He muffles his moan with his free hand, leaning against the wall.

You giggle as you push the bathroom door open, smiling as Choso attempts to slink away. You pin him to the wall and kiss him, pulling his tongue into your mouth. His hips arch into your hand as you stroke his shaft, eyes rolling back. This is what he missed, what he needed. He can’t finish, not by himself. 

He needs you.

“Y/N~” He whines with a quivering voice. He’s biting down on his scarf, crying while cumming. 

“Good boy, good boy~” That’s all it takes for him to crumble and slump against you, “Do you like that? Do you like being a good boy?”

“Ye-anngh~”His words slur together as his body trembles from his orgasm. 

You turn around, bending over the way he likes and spreading your legs. You look back at him, slipping your skirt down and watching his half-lidded eyes widen. You're wet, your juices trickling down your legs. Choso can’t help but stare, hand slowly reaching out to your cunt only to pull away. He shouldn’t do this, not until you tell him you can. His cock aches but he can wait, he’ll always wait for permission. 

“It’s okay, you can touch.” You smile sweetly as he steps closer, hand sliding between your legs to pull his cock between them.

“G-Good~” God your thighs are amazing, plush like pillows. He rocks his hips against yours, hands burying in your thighs and holding them around his member. “Feels good~”

“Put it inside, it’ll feel even better."

Choso groans as he presses in, your walls clenching around him like a suction cup. He doesn’t know how to describe this, how to process this in his foggy mind. Your pussy is a ring around his cock, squeezing and sucking it back in when his hips move back. His tongue traces around your neck, leaving trails of his spit. Your moans echo in his ears as he thrusts faster, his fingers digging into your hips so hard they leave behind marks. Tight, so tight- so warm, so wet. 

“G-Good boy- Choso~!” You cry out as he hits your G-spot, back arching. 

He angles his thrusts, spreading your legs apart further as he frantically thrusts. His lips find yours, savoring them until spit trickles down your chin. Messy, he’s so messy when it comes to you. His cock spills load after load in you until your stomach swells, stuffing you with his fluids until they ooze out. His eyes dart to the bulge in your stomach, worry wandering into his mind. Is he too deep? What if he’s hurting you? You don’t sound hurt…you sound like you’re in heaven. 

“Y/N, I’m going to keep going.” He rasps into your ear, pressing down on your stomach and grunting as he feels his tip twitch. 

He doesn’t stop for hours, pounding into you fast and hard until your pussy is pouring a cocktail of your juices. The bathroom reeks of sweat and sex, the scent only heightening his arousal. He flips you around on the wall, twisting his cock inside you in the process. He doesn’t want to see the back of your head, he wants to see your face as he fucks you, watch your legs spread and squeeze around him and watch the “O” shape your mouth makes. 

“Choso~!”

That’s what he likes to hear. 

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