I Believe In Bassist Supremacy

so I’m watching the new loki episode and truLy loki on his knees with the time collar on saying “please, please no more”…..I’m lookinggggg

Heeey! Can I have some Tenma smutty headcanons? 🥺🙏🏻

Tw:nsfw head cannons of Tenma!

This man definitely groans and grunts when having sex,he's being so loud but he never noticed it till you pointed it out. He got so embarrassed and he apologized but you assured him how much you actually love when he's vocal

He talks sweetly to you during sex,not only he moans loudly but he always feels the need to praise you

He's not necessarily rough in bed(unless you ask him to be) he prefers to take things slowly and get to feel everything

He's definitely into roleplaying,he was ashamed of admitting it as he didn't want to come off as weird or gross but once he heard you're okay with this idea he started talking about it more often.

Because he is a doctor he obviously likes this idea of roleplay as him being the doctor and you his patient. You were just feeling physical pain for a while and it was a struggle to focus on daily tasks..you just needed to see a doctor to help you out,honest!

He would most likely enjoy being praised too,he loves praising you but he'll get off from you doing it too

He loves creampies trust

He cums a lot honestly and he always feels so bad after because he doesn't want you thinking he's nasty

Best aftercare,he's a sweetheart and cares so much about you. He kisses your whole face and makes sure he didn't hurt you after y'all are done

gifset for the girls and the gays

LA CASA DE PAPEL | 5.10 — “A Family Tradition” (2021) dir. Jesús Colmenar.

𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠

✶ 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘋𝘢𝘺 2: 𝘙𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 ✶ 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ✶

Context: Steven can’t help but give into your school girl outfit

- Warnings: Role-play (professor Grant x fem reader), f!ngering, pussy! fiend Steven <3, praising, soft dom Steven!

It all started when you strutted into Steven's apartment in a grey skirt, knee-high socks, and one of his hoodies. He was sitting at his desk, glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose as he watched you kick off your shoes.

"Hi baby, how's the reading going?" you hummed, your arms wrapped around Steven's shoulders, and a kiss met his cheek. Steven almost choked on his saliva as he glimpsed at your knee-highs over his shoulder.

"It's going well, love! H- How was class?" he muttered, cheeks flushed pink as he felt guilty for getting so turned on by you.

The small changes in Steven's voice didn't go unnoticed by you, and you soon realized it was your outfit that had him so flustered. You decided to leave it until it happened a second time.

"You look so handsome, Steven. You look like a sexy professor" you purred while running a hand down his messy hair. "Oh yeah?" he chuckled as you perched onto his desk. "I'd be quite a rubbish professor if I let a pretty girl in a skirt sit on my desk like this" Steven added as he shifted in his chair and scooted between your legs.

You let out a small laugh as Steven's hands ran up your thighs. "Not if I'm the only student who gets this treatment," you cooed. "The one and only love" Steven moaned as his fingers slipped under your skirt.

"Such a handsy professor you are, Mr. Grant" you hummed as you felt fingers start to tug at your panties. Steven chuckled at your words. "You walk in with this on. It's bloody impossible not to be handsy."

And handsy Steven was as he buried himself in your cunt. You didn't process him taking off your panties until you were tugging at his hair and clawing at his arms. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as Steven lapped at your puffy folds.

Moans of pure pleasure escaped you as Steven's hands trailed up your thighs and stopped at your waist. All the while, he moaned and huffed into your messy cunt.

"O- oh my god Steven" you choked out as his soft tongue expertly swirled at your clit. The noises coming from Steven had you gasping for air. Animalistic moans spilled from his lips as your thighs suffocated him. "Naughty little thing, you are love; you know I can't help myself when you're near me." Steven purred.

You babbled incoherent words while Steven continued his movements. But the second you felt two of his thick, calloused fingers spreading you open, a blissful moan spilled your lips. You gawked at Steven as his hungry, hooded eyes peered over your skirt and gazed into yours.

You could see his eyes crinkle, letting you know he was smiling at you. Knowing Steven, that smile was one of pride and satisfaction, knowing he was making you go stupid.

"Mmh- Plea- please, Steven! Stevennn" You sobbed as you felt yourself clenching around his fingers. Your body shook in overwhelming pleasure as Steven's tongue came to a halt. His soft tongue now licking down your folds and sucking on his fingers clean of your slick.

"Look at you, lovey, aren't you gorgeous?"

Clarity

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.”