—  Why Did You Let The Governor Out? Tell Me You Got Something Up Your Sleeve. —  We Hid A Mic

can you please do a smut where steven finds out the reader has a hand kink and it leads them to being intimate and he holds her neck while they were fuckin and he teases her when eyes roll or her moans getting louder because of his hands

if not ignore 😞❗️

LOVE THIS OMG… I was giggling and biting my nails as I wrote this 😝 I had to add a little Jake at the end I’m sorry </3

𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐲 ₊˚⊹♡

𝘗𝘪𝘤 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘴 - @moonyflesh

𝘚𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘋𝘰𝘮 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵: Steven notices your interest in his hands so he tries to play it cool and work you up but fails :(

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Unprotected sex, lots of teasing, Steven being a tease but he doesn’t last very long :(, reader has a hand kink, p in v, language, dry humping!, creampie!, bruising, choking, Steven underestimates his strength and feels guilty about how rough he was being but you love it <333, Ft. small appearance from Jake

Steven wasn’t oblivious to the reactions you gave. It became a pattern he noticed whenever he cracked his knuckles or ran a hand down your legs, bare or not.

At first he believed he was over exaggerating things when you went silent everytime he patted your thigh. He’d watch your body tense and eyes quickly drift over his hands. He worried he was making you uncomfortable with his touch but soon came to notice you reacted just the same whenever he’d stretch or fix his long sleeves.

He put his theories to test with his sudden love of watches, folded shirt cuffs, and gold rings. And boy did he get a reaction.

The first instance he wore a black watch and a dark gray button up, you were practically pawing at him for attention. He had you in his lap within seconds, grinding you onto his lap with his hands roaming your soft skin “what’s got you so vocal love? So loud and we’re both fully clothed” he teased as he nibbled up your jaw.

He instinctively moved his hand up to your throat, rewarding him with a blissful moan from your pretty lips. Steven watched hypnotized as your eyes rolled back, your throat vibrating against his palm while your hips dragged onto his. He cockily smiled as he buried himself into the crook of your neck now discovering your dirty little secret.

“I gotta wake up early tomorrow love, we’ll continue this later” he strained, it took all his might to not give in when he saw your eyes go watery. “What?” you sadly replied “We’ll continue this later” he nodded as he lifted you off his lap and left you on the couch. You sat there dumbfounded and left with your panties a complete mess.

Steven felt guilty as you sat there with a pout on your lips but didn’t give into your pleads. But just as when Steven felt like he had the upper hand, it crumbled right in front of him.

He’d just got out of the shower to see you in nothing but a baggy tee, the angle of your leg hiked up exposing your pretty cunt.

He inhaled sharply as you squirmed in bed, your legs softly glowing as he studied your figure. “How convenient huh?” he chuckled as he plotted beside you. “Goodnight steven” you mumbled with a smile on your face, hidden from steven as you pressed your face into the pillow. His eyes roamed your body, hand instinctively running down your ass and giving it a nice smack.

You giggled as he teasingly lifted your tee up, exposing your naked lower half “I thought you said you were tired” you teased “I was but not anymore” steven groaned as he climbed between your legs and made himself comfortable. “You know exactly how to get what you want don't you darling?” he smiled before shifting himself up and pressing a soft kiss onto your lips.

You hummed in acknowledgement as he began to rock his clothed bulge softly into you, the once strong and composed Steven now wrapped around your finger. His hands ran up your tummy while he peppered kisses down your neck, quiet praises escaping his lips.

He chuckled at your pleads and shaky moans begging for him to just fuck you already, how was steven supposed to say no to his pretty girl?

“You sure are bloody needy when I leave you hot and bothered” Steven cooed as he felt your hands wrap around his wrist. He followed your eyes as they stopped at your upper tummy, right where his hands were tightly squeezing. You weren’t aware of his eyes when you lost yourself in your thoughts.

His big veiny hands flexed and mouth watering had you instantly squirming under him. Steven played into your newly discovered obsession and began to rub small circles onto your skin with his thumb “it seems like you find something interesting” he cooed, your eyes moving to his as he smiled down at you.

You shook your head, ignoring his response and pulling him in for a kiss. Both of you moaning as your hand ran down his abdomen and dragged his boxer down his thighs “Don’t tease anymore, please?” you sighed as he wrapped your legs around his hips.

“Promise” he pouted in a mocking tone, his tip rubbing between your folds and coating him in your pearly slick. A depraved moan leaves both of you as he thrusted into your warm cunt as he rapidly increases his thrust.

The sound of skin slapping and moans filled the room as his hands snaked up your body, sensually tracing every inch and curve as he fucked into you with all his pent up frustration and need.

“What’s it about my hands that has you so dumb love? You like imagining them around your neck?” he cooed. Your eyes widened at his words, your cunt pulsing around him as he wrapped a hand around your throat.

The moan that slipped past your lips was pornographic, down right sinful as you processed his heavy hand wrapped around your throat. Steven let out a filthy moan as he felt your throat flexing under his palm, your moans vibrating on his hand while your eyes rolled back in bliss.

“That’s what you needed, didn't you love? Yeahhh look at you darling” He condescendingly purred. Your shirt was rolled up right above your chest, just enough for Steven to watch the way your tits bounced with every heavy thrust.

He truly didn’t know where to look, he wished he could focus on all of you at once. You were clawing at his biceps as he had one hand spreading your leg apart and the other pinning you down by your neck.

All you could do was dumbly stare up at him and take everything he was given you. It was so overwhelming having steven stuffed inside your cunt, hips rolling against your clit, and his heavy hand squeezing at your throat. An obscene moan spilling from your lips as he pulled his hips back just to pound into you again. You went slack under him as you came with a blissful moan of Steven's name spilling past your lips.

Steven let out a perverted moan as he came inside your messy cunt. His eyes watching your pretty face stained in tears as he took in the sight of your fucked out complextion and hand around your throat.

“A- oh m- bloody hell” he gasped as both of you came down from your highs.

A guilty feeling filled steven as he pulled his hand away from your neck, noticing the slight imprint of his hand and the prominent crescent shaped indents of his nails on your throat “I- I’m so sorry honey oh m- bullocks” steven gasped as he pulled out gently and fixed you up to get a better look. His hands gently holding your jaw up as his eyes filled with concern.

Shame coursed through him as the realization of how rough he was hit him. Your hands wrapped around his wrist “steven it’s ok don’t worry” you softly spoke. “OK? How is it ok I shoul-'' you stopped his concerned ramblings with a soft kiss on his lips “I don’t mind it Steven, I really don’t. I loved it and you know if I didn’t I would’ve said the code word” you reassured.

“But we don’t have to do the whole choking thing if you don’t want to steven” you nodded as you noticed the worry in his eyes “It isn’t that I didn’t like it, hell I loved it, but I- I should’ve realized how hard I was gripping” You listened as steven went on about his concerns.

You listened and realized you truly loved him. It was cute how concerned he was for your well being. Steven managed to calm his nerves as you reassured him you were ok, a smile forming on his lips as you called it his “marking of territory”

He scoffed as he got up to get you some water and noticed Jake’s reflection coming into view from the mirror on his wall “I guess she doesn't have to hide those handprints on her ass anymore” Jake sighed with his arms crossed.

“WHAT?”

Thank You

Pairing: Mike Schmidt x FemPresenting!Reader

Fandom: Five Nights at Freddy's (Movie)

Summary: You're Abby's babysitter. Mike comes home one night. Things ensue.

Warnings: SMUT, Cursing, Mommy kink, Choking kink, a smidgen of spit kink, enjoy

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He would really only ever say those two words to you. You were a light sleeper, so him opening the door would always wake you. Once he noticed that you were awake, he would bid you "Thank you," and you would leave.

That night, however, when he came home, he walked straight over to the dining room table and set down his things without uttering a word. He leaned on the piece of furniture and his head dipped down, seemingly in defeat.

"I still can't pay you," he informed, his voice strained. Something told you he was holding back tears.

It wasn't much, but at least it wasn't two words. "What made you think I was ever in this for the money?"

"Then why would you do this?!" Mike suddenly turned to you and whisper-yelled. You knew he didn't want to wake up his sister.

In response to him taking out his frustration on you, you just tilted your head. You had the most sympathetic look on your face. You didn't say any words, you merely walked over to him.

Mike tried backing away from you, but he ran into the table.

You simply put your hands on his arms. Your face was serene.

He could scarcely breathe.

"Why do you think I do this?"

You leaned in, but , surprisingly, Mike met you halfway. He seemed so eager to finally kiss you.

The two of you stood there for some time, making out in the dimly lit main room of the Schmidt residence. You wrapped your arms around his neck while Mike's hands held a white-knuckle grip on the table.

It didn't surprise you when Mike pulled back. "We-we shouldn't be doing this."

"Why's that?"

"Because Abby's asleep right down the hall!" he whispered, "Plus, you're like-like my-"

You raised your eyebrows at him. "Your what? Employee? We've just established that you don't pay me, so I think we're good on that front, and as for your sister..." you paused and leaned in close to his ear.

Mike had a sharp intake of breath as you did that.

"I guess we'll just need to be quiet, huh?"

With that, you took him by the hand and started leading him back to his bedroom. Mike followed you like the good boy he was.

In no time, you had Mike stripped down and in bed with you seated on top of him, naked as well.

There was a sound, and Mike shot up, thinking it was his sister.

"It was just the house settling, okay?" You looked at him with dreamy eyes. "Relax."

Slowly, Mike nodded and laid back down.

"You ready?"

Again, all you got was a nod.

"I'm going to need a bit more than that, if we're going to do this," you only half-joked.

Surprising you, Mike felt up your legs as his eyes slowly trailed up your body. "I want you...so bad." He announced every word with emphasis.

You gave a breathy chuckle at his compliance, lifted yourself, then lowered yourself down on his hard length.

While you just sighed, Mike whimpered, the quiet sound getting loudest when you fully sat on him. He took handfuls of your thighs for support.

"Remember what we said about the volume?" you teased.

"Sorry." The words came out strained as his eyelids were shut.

"Ah, ah, ah." You gave a light slap to his cheek. "Be a good boy and keep your eyes on Mommy."

"Fuck," Mike gasped. You also felt his cock jump at your words.

Smirking at his reaction, you leaned over him and started slightly riding his dick. "What? You like that?"

"Oh, god." Mike's body tensed as you started to ride him and struggled to keep his eyes open.

"You like me calling you good boy? Or was it the part about...Mommy?"

"Mommy!" Mike shuddered as your hole squeezed him.

"That's my good boy," you smiled. You took some time to enjoy the ride yourself as you placed your hands on your feet and leaned back. Some time later, you returned your posture to find that Michael's eyes had slid shut again. "What did I say?" You fell forward and caught yourself with one hand on the bed and the other around Mike's throat.

The shock surely opened his eyes for good. "Sorry! I'm sorry...sorry...sorry."

"You better be," you spat. Quite literally. Into his mouth. Well, most of it the corner of his mouth.

That didn't seem to matter to Mike. He licked the remaining spit into his mouth while keeping full eye contact with you.

"Good boy..." you smirked again, and, with one final squeeze, started to let go of Mike's throat.

However, he disagreed with that action. "No!" he whisper-yelled, and grabbed your wrist to keep you in place. "I-fuck-I love this."

Your smirk grew teeth as you smiled down at Michael Schmidt, submissive and pliant to your touch.

"Shit. I think I'm...close," Mike informed between breaths.

You raised an eyebrow. "Well then, you'll have to hold on 'cause I'm not there yet. Anything you want to do about that?"

Those words had Mike frantically nodding. Suddenly, he was rolling on top of you. You took your hand off his neck. Mike was determined to get you to cum before he did, and my god was he good.

Your eyes lulled back as he pounded into you. Another smile appeared on your lips. When you returned to look at him, you realized Mike had kept his gaze steady on you the whole time. Quickly, however, his facade broke and his head fell down onto your shoulder. "Mommy..." he whined out.

You decided to forgive the transgression as you threaded fingers into his hair and whispered into his ear. "I'm close now, too, baby."

That seemed to renew his vigor because he moved to face you again. Mike also put your hand back around his throat.

You squeezed him for good measure. Up top and down under. His reaction got you to smile, but that smile faded as you felt the pressure building up inside you. You flipped you and Mike so you were back on top.

There, you kept your faces close, but launched your head back when you came. Eventually, you fell back down onto Mike's shoulder. You stayed like that for a moment until--

"Mom-my-?" came the broken up voice of Mike.

"Did Mommy forget to let her good boy cum?" You returned to your spot above him.

Again, Mike was nodding frantically.

You leaned back down to whisper in his ear, "Go ahead. You've more than earned it."

Immediately, Mike sped up his thrusts. His breathing got faster, too. He grabbed your arm that was supporting your weight, and your wrist whose hand was squeezing his neck and Mike came with a shout. Both you and Mike covered his mouth after the loud sound. He thrusted a few more times into you as he completed his orgasm.

You and Mike stayed still for a minute or so after that; half relishing in the post-sex atmosphere, and half praying that Abby didn't walk in.

Thank god, she didn't.

So, you pulled off of Mike, and the two of you got yourselves cleaned up.

"You can stay, if you want to," Mike offered, standing next to his bed.

You walked up to him, put your hand on his chest, and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. "I would love that."

Somehow, the two of you made it work on Mike's twin bed. You were halfway on top of him, but you weren't complaining.

Finally, as you and Mike were falling asleep, you heard two words, mumbled out by Mike, "Thank you."

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It seems I also start my year 2024 with Chosoyuki.

Happy belated Mother’s Day! No matter how old you are, you’ll always b mom’s little baby. (Alternatively titled: 5 hasn’t received love and comfort for 50 yrs & doesn’t know how to respond) 

for the smut prompts: steven grant and 44

44. mutual masturbation moon knight masterlist || main masterlist

“Show me again.”

He sits awkwardly on the bed, watching the way you sweep your fingers over your swollen clit. You sigh softly, biting down on your lower lip as you circle the pearl of nerves. Your toes curl, hips shifting upwards to meet your touch as you please yourself in front of him.

Steven watches dutifully, his eyes following each subtle movement and committing each direction to memory. His lips are parted, a film of sweat beading on his brow. His cock throbs in his pants, pushing painfully against the zipper as if accepting any form of friction in an attempt to ease the pressing need.

“Jesus, Love,” Steven whispers, his voice slipping into a whine as he presses his palm against the curve of his dick, grinding up ever so slightly into his touch.

“You can touch yourself,” you breathe, bliss pooling between your thighs and glistening across your skin. “I’d like- I’d like to see how you like it.”

He’s scrambling, practically ripping off his belt and tearing his pants down to grab his cock. Steven’s mouth falls open, head lolling back and letting out a relieved groan of your name as he squeezes the ruddy, cum-slicked head of his cock.

“Let me see,” you whisper, and his begins to rock his hips upwards into his fist.

The whole Deltarune situation is fascinating because usually what happens with indie game developers is they try to do the Big Passion Project that's been brewing in the back of their brain for the last twenty years as their very first major undertaking – and if they're extremely lucky, they don't burn themselves out in the process! – but Toby Fox didn't do that.

Instead, he deliberately started with a much more modest game that was essentially a scaled down AU version of the Big Passion Project, mostly as a way of teaching himself the ins and outs of game development, with no real expectation of broad appeal, but then that practice project proved to be immensely popular.

So basically what we're seeing now is what happens when an indie dev is able to approach their Big Passion Project – the one that most indie devs burn their brains out trying to tackle solo – with access to a team and a budget, and, um, well

I have to confess that the results are thus far a little concerning!

i love freddie’s reaction, but i’m John 100% xD

KIM WEXLER IS MESMERIZING, PT. 12

I will never recover from this