"𝙰𝚋𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕"

who loves to be marked? | sub!mha boys

wc: 410+ words | masterlist

dom!gn!reader, suggestive, marking, biting, spanking

haikyuu boys edition

Midoriya

blushes whenever you bite/mark him, whether teasingly or while you two are making out

likes calling hickeys love bites, says it sounds "better"

you think its rather cute

mark him right in the middle of his neck so its high enough that the collar of his uniform cant cover it

definitely gets embarrassed when his friends tease him for them

especially when there's a bunch and its really bruised

it doesn't help that you're all smug about it either

he loves them though, he promises!

his favorite spot to get marked would be his chest so that only he can see them

definitely is shy when begging to be marked

"p-please-"

"please what, baby?"

"m-mark me please.."

but becomes less shameful about it later on when he's being fucked dumb

Bakugo

no matter how much he denies it, you know he loves when you mark him

especially when you bite him, hard

use a canine to bite the lobe of his ear hard enough to draw blood, he'll fucking moan

"f-fuck y-yes, do that again please"

he loves when you're rough with him in general and its the same when you're marking him

mark him everywhere!! he doesn't care

he'll proudly show them off

grip his thighs hard enough when you're holding them down so that it stays red for a while

or or!!

spank his ass so many times to the point he's sobbing and his ass is full on red with your handprint stamped on it for a day or two

he would definitely wear extra short, tight booty shorts around you with half of his ass out so that he can tease you with how red it is

you bit his ass once as a joke but he kept begging you to do it again

what a freak (affectionate)

Kirishima

pull on his hair and leave a dark mark on his throat

go on, I know you wanna

that'll make him whimper so hard, both from the hair pulling and how hard you're marking his neck

"ah! p-pull harder!"

he likes it when you mark his chest too

his hero costume exposes it and you forgot about that one time so all the marks you left on him the previous night were put on display the next day

oh and don't forget to leave bite marks!!

those are his favorite

just bite extra hard so that he lets out a loud moan and so that the mark will stay there for absolute days

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

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Workaholic Russia X Chubby Reader!

Sadly Tumblr wants to be mean, but that's fine, hopefully, this won't be flagged. if curious to see the whole photo here is the link. 😊

Warnings: Mentions the use of toys, Mentions Oral (Male receiving), Pet names (Little Sun/ Sunflower/ Lion/ My Love/ etc...), Mean Russia (At the very end), Dirty talk, Somnophilia, Masturbation (Female Solo...?), Touch Starve Reader! (You just miss your Giant Hubby). Basically, NSFW. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Also be mindful that I didn't really mention much of the reader's appearance (besides she's a female) since I wanted to keep it vague for everyone to relate as much as possible, though it is definitely for the more voluptuous side of ladies. 😊

Please be mindful that the photos are not mine, but the making of the collage is.

MINORS DNI!!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️If you're not comfortable with this, please ignore!

Translation: (Forgive me if the translation is incorrect since I did use google translate).

Solnishko - Little sun

Moya lyubov' - My love

Podsolnukh - Sunflower

Seychas - Now

Lev - Lion

Da - Yes

She adored her husband and everything he had done for them. Sure, he appears to be a scary, intimidating man that many have pitied her for marrying, but she did not mind. Because in her mind, she has such a thoughtful, compassionate, gentle giant, who would bring her a single sunflower every time whenever he was away while explaining the meaning of the plant. It was really romantic, and she cherished those moments. 

Poor baby even struggles to wake up in the morning and it’s so adorable~<3

Already out of bed and making breakfast she notices he wasn't up and climbs back into bed, wrapping her arms around his chest feeling his warmth before waking him up, and if she did not succeed she’d physically dragged him propping Ivan upright in the bed still in a daze with a bedhead and bedsheets creases on his face and body making her chuckle before walking out to the kitchen to finish packing his lunch.

Starting off his day, Ivan goes to his little sunflower where he wraps his arms around her body and rest his chin on her head. Just watching her do her morning routine before sadly groaning softly before leaving her there with a loving kiss on the forehead.

The whole cycle repeats again.

They have their own way of showing affection, which she didn’t mind. But it became a problem, he has become such a workaholic.

Crashing on the couch anytime he arrived home late and then leave so early that she only ever sees him if she stays up late. And that's a HARD maybe.

And she didn’t mind at first, not until it got in between her and her man’s sex life. She needs her daily dose of vitamin D. 

She missed the old days when he would sometimes bring her to the world meetings, sitting right on his lap which was embarrassing since everyone was just staring at them but Ivan would calmly pet her head while listening to the conversations all the countries were saying.

He would even bring her a coloring book if the meeting was taking too long or she’d be on her phone ‘cause if someone tries to talk to her like the last time Mr. Russia himself would not hesitate to cut a bitch.

“Solnishko, I’m home…” Sluggishly Ivan whispers, closing the door behind him.

The moment Ivan walks through the front door after being gone for two weeks, she could not have moved fast enough.

Running up and jumping into his arms, barely being caught, Ivan laughs slightly as she wraps her legs around his waist and buried her face in his neck. He honestly thought she would be sleeping now since it was almost 4 in the morning.

Yet knowing he was on his way after such a long job, she stayed up until she heard the door being open. She just needs to be sure she wasn't imagining all this, burying her face in the crook of his neck she took a deep breath inhaling the mixture of his manly scent and cologne he always wears while running her fingers through his blond locks.

“I missed you too, podsolnukh.”

She couldn't even say anything, simply peppering kisses on his face. The smile on his face says it all, how happy he is to finally be home with his little sun that loves him dearly.

"Seychas, seychas, moya lyubov'," He says while setting her down on her feet but still kept a arm around her waist for physical contact. "I need a nap before I am able to do any of that, little one." He softly smirks at her pouting lips and glistening eyes. He moved closer, as if about to kiss her, seeing her moving in to feel her husband warm lips against her, she close her eyes while prompting up on her tiptoes.

She looks so cute waiting patiently for her husband to kiss only she’ll never get it. With a smudge smile he backs away when she open her eyes, torturing his sweet wife even more.

Upset for being tease she playfully hits him on his chest while he just chuckles.

As he begins to move more into the house she clings to her husband's side, arms wrapped around his bicep, while looks up at him ever so longingly, frustrated and whimpering to herself "I've been so lonely without you, but I understand you've been really busy. So get some rest, my love.  We’ll continue when you are well rested."

That kind smile that came with a head rub made her want to melt where she stood. Oh- how touched starve she was for her husband. How he gave her a passionate kiss with those chapped lips of his before walking to the bedroom while saying goodnight.

After a couple of hours of doing housework and being alone while obeying her husband's wishes, she couldn't help herself, the urge to go and at least join him while he sleeps was too strong, so she snuck into their bedroom and was about to dive in and snuggle her cuddly bear until fully stop.

Staring right back at her was a barely covered Ivan sleeping peacefully in bed, laying face up with his blanket strewn almost to the ground, wearing only his boxer shorts, which showed such a nice thick bulge.

It seems like she wasn't the only one missing her lover.

She kissed his broad chest tenderly, just enough to hear a faint grunt slip from the snoring man when he stirred slightly. She slowly gripped the waistband of his briefs, tugging from the front until his dick sprung free.

She moans silently, chewing her bottom lips as she skillfully strokes his length. Smearing the leaking bead of pre around the tip of his cock.

He wouldn’t mind her having a taste of her treat now would he? It has been two full weeks without pleasuring herself with such a tasty treat. Plus she has been a good girl, waiting patiently (until the last few hours) so he could get some rest so he surely wouldn’t mind her having just lick even if he opposed, right?

🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻

"Ah~ What are you- Hmph!" 

Not even a few minutes in, did a raspy, drowsy morning voice rings throughtout the semi-silent room as he awoke from his deep slumber, it was like music to her ears. From the loud sucking and moaning he had heard, as well as the waves of sensation surging between his legs all through his body.

His words come to a halt as he feels her tongue kneading his balls while she furiously stares into his eyes.

"I couldn't wait any longer. You needed me." She blurts out sluggishly, sucking in one of his balls to her mouth while rapidly pumping the throbbing rod.

Ivan was considerably more sensitive than he realized, heavy and sensitive as a result of not having enough time in between trips to milk one out. Besides, he would rather stuff his wife.

His hand reaches for her hair, wrapping it into a makeshift ponytail as another wave of ecstasy rushes through him. He just needs some way to calm himself, he doesn’t want to hurt his curvy beauty his how rough he unintentionally is.

"What do you say when you want something?" He lets out a groan. Silently cursing in Russian as his big frame hunched forward over hers.

"I want it. Now." She stated this while licking the pre-cum droplets dripping down the tip, sucking the thick member till she was halfway down.

The sensation of his cock head splitting open her lips drives him wild.

Gazes up into those lovely eyes of his, she moans breathlessly around his member making him tilt his head back. Slowly they were both becoming delusional.

"D-Don't look at me." He spoke softly. Suddenly, feeling embarrassed by his wife's stare, he was about to use his scarf to conceal his flushed face until he realized he wasn't wearing it, forcing him to use his hand as a substitute.

It was shameful and thrilling to have been awakened by such a sinful act, though leaving Ivan feeling vulnerable yet arousing at the same time.

When Ivan suddenly shudders violently, his cock twitches into her greedy slurps ready to release two weeks worth of load when quickly she pulls away from his dripping member, sensing him needs a minute to breathe,  faintly hearing a breathless “thank you” from his heaving flush body while watching the heated crimson tip drip with her saliva and his pre-cum.

She couldn’t help squealing to herself for having such a cute husband and dick. They both being her personal playground to toy with. Though that quickly stop as she just couldn’t help laying next to him while wrapping a hand around the base of his cock and run her tongue along his prominent veins.

Having her Russian man screech while gripping the bedsheets beside him.

Such a big cock he has, long and thick with such a lovely angry red tip that belongs to her. How she would sometimes wear lipstick to suck him off and mark what's hers. Kissing his lower tummy on occasion to sign off on her work. Throughout his length seeing smeared lip shape lipsticks and hickeys plus bite marks in his inner thighs and hipbone. It was just her and her husband's dick little secrect.

And his breeder balls? To his delight, she was fondling them nicely in her mouth while gradually pumping his heaving rod from the base all the way up till she was about to reach his tip before stroking back down.

Bullying the poor Russian man, he just wants you to milk him good.

"S-Slow down, podsolnukh. I’m going to cum. Cum on your beautiful face... No, I don't want to do that!" He stutters out. His hips thrusting and cock ramming into her soft hand, oblivious to his antics.

Such a hypocrite~

Her stomach flutters with every stroke, he always seemed to unwind when his balls are being caressed. His once playful, carefree demeanor melted away and turning to this desperate and submissive side.

“It’s ok, baby. Do it, I want you to let loose. Cum on me, I won't let you go until then.” She cooed, giving him a loving smile before kissing the twitching member and eagerly burying a hand in between her thighs, touching her neglected clit, too hook on sucking that her favorate toy.

He shakily lays a hand over her head, sheepishly surrendering while weeping from having his balls being sucked on, cock lying on her face as thick loads of come spurt onto her pretty pink tongue just as she pulls away. Ivan, whom is still in a daze of mind, stares at her.

She should have been ashamed of herself for keeping her tongue out to capture every last drop but she wasn’t, more like ecstatic that she finally haves her husband back.

As Ivan observed her showing off how much she captured in her tongue before gulping it down and flashing him that lovely smile, his heart skipping a beat.

"Did I do good?" She asks hesitantly, her eyes filled with love for her hubby.

"Yes, so good." He sighs, caressing her head and looking at her affectionately. Until he quickly changed his demeanour, seizing her by her chubby cheek with a hand, forcing her to gaze at his terrifying countenance. "But if you wake me up from my sleep again, I'll punish you, da?"

Letting go of her face to pinch her cheek.

"B-But I miss you." She pouts, clinging to her lover, unaffected by his stare. Which he knew, letting out a sigh before smiling and letting go of her face.

"Well, I guess welcome home to me, da?" She happily nodded, kissing his chest, wanting to be near him.

"But, considering it's been weeks since we last did it, I'm guessing we're not done yet. Hm?  …What’s this? My~ Aren't you eager, my poor solnyshko, da? Already wet by just sucking me off?" He laughs, putting his hand between her doughy thighs and stroking her cloth cunt, which appears to be seeping through.

“Tell you what, you have 5 second to take off your clothes before I decide you don't get to cum, da?” The moment he said that, she didnt have a chance to comment before he started to count down. Making the curvy beauty frantically try and remove her baggy shirt and cozy socks before having her hands on her panties wasitband, until…

“Da?” 

Before he could get to 5, his phone that was on the nightstand began to ring.

Now it wasn't his fault he got a call from his boss just as she was taking off her panties, but still, she wanted to just grab the damn thing and yell at them for bothering her husband this early in the morning. 

But he makes it up, placing the phone between his shoulder and ear while sitting beside his curvy beauty, holding one of her legs wide open as she runs a cute fruit-shaped vibrator that Ivan bought her after their marriage for moments like these over her clit while his other hand was preoccupied, messy fingers stuffed in her mouth to keep her cries at bay.

And if she had forgotten he was on a call, he would not hesitate to grab that cucumber-shaped sex toy, placing it on the highest setting and leaving it on her already abused clit as she squirmed in distress. Her pussy contrasts around nothing as she nearly chokes on his big sausage fingers that's stuffed all the way down her throat while she tries not to vomit.

"Gimme what I want. Give it to me. Give your big, strong Lev your all." She gave in with a meaningless nod. Allowing the burning, overwhelming heat in her belly to burst. As her vision fades to white, her body shakes violently from wave after wave of bliss coursing through her.

She moans, oblivious to the fingers covering her mouth as she squirts all over the bedsheet and his thigh, while he just grins, a proud look in his eyes as he switches the setting to low before pulling away when she couldn't squirt anymore.

Placing a thin blanket over her body, he kisses her on the shoulder before becoming this serious scary man and walk away to his office while speaking in Russian to his boss. And judging by how he’s yelling, it wasn't good.

God did she love that man.

𝐇𝐚𝐝 𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 (𝐩𝐭.𝟑) || 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝

“𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘵?“

Inspo: NF - Trauma

Pairing: Maddy Perez x Male!reader x Cassie Howard (mentioned)

Summary: Sleepless nights, cruel thoughts, traumatized, you’d been knocked down to a single atom. And you wanted justice for what Cassie had done to you.

(gif used is not mine)

Warnings: Angst, PTSD episodes, discussion of trauma, heavy dialogue on self-harm, and substance abuse. Just very graphic and direct with a lot of descriptions of everything.

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i ♡ caulk

inspired by a tweet i saw ages ago and have since lost rip.

bimbo reader x steve

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a/n: there is definitely an overuse of italics in this so i apologize in advance lol. any and all mistakes are my own! header made by me, and yes, graphic design is my passion, thanks for asking :') pls leave some feedback or come chat in my inbox!! ♡

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The sound of high heels clacking against the concrete floor of the hardware store is more than a little unusual. Steve almost doesn’t register it at first, thinking maybe it’s part of the music playing overhead, but when the song changes and he still hears it, he glances up with a frown. He certainly isn’t expecting the sight that greets him.

The heels make perfect sense now. Steve’s eyes trail up from sparkly pink toenails showcased in strappy heels to, somehow, an even pinker flared mini skirt that is doing a fantastic job of showing off your legs, and a cropped fitted tee that reads MILF IN TRAINING across the front in, you guessed it, pink glittery letters. Everything about you is just… pink.

He doesn’t want to admit it aloud, let alone think it, because he tries not to judge based on appearance, but you look a little lost. Your doe-eyed gaze flits from one end of the store to the other, glossed lips pursed in thought.

Steve doesn’t mean to stare, honest, it’s just that you’re so dainty and bright in a way this dull, musty smelling hardware store isn’t. He doesn’t think he’s seen eyelashes that long before and he briefly wonders if they’re real. The tint to your cheeks definitely isn’t, but he bets your natural flush is just as pretty of a color as the one apparent now.

He shakes his head to clear his thoughts; that’s not important. What is important is that he does his actual job and helps a customer who needs it.

He wipes his suddenly sweaty palms on his ugly, orange work apron and is about to make his way over to you, but you spot him before he can. A smile spreads across your shiny lips and you quickly walk to where Steve’s been restocking boxes of nails, your perfectly styled hair bouncing with each step. Or, well, he was restocking the nails, until he caught sight of you.

“Hi,” you say in a relieved tone. He opens his mouth to say hello in return, but you continue before he gets a chance. “Could you please show me your caulk?”

Steve chokes on nothing, a startled cough wheezing out of him. “I-I’m sorry, what? My what?”

You tilt your head curiously, brows pinching slightly in a frown. “Your caulk? You know, the like, long thingy with the sticky, white stuff inside? Gets hard as it dries…?”

The hand gestures you’re using do not help the heat from rushing to Steve’s cheeks or his blood pressure that is suddenly skyrocketing.

“I… Ma’am, I-I don’t think—” he starts sputtering until you cut him off again.

“I really need it,” you say, almost whining, cocking your hip as you begin to explain, “because, like—okay, so, my apartment is nice, right? I totally managed to snag one of the better ones, and my friend said that I wouldn’t be able to because it’s, like, impossible to get a good one in the building I’m in, but once I spoke to the landlord he was super sweet and let me choose whichever one I wanted. Isn’t that, like, so cute? But anyway, it could definitely be nicer, especially after I noticed that the caulking around the bathtub needs some serious retouching, so, like, that’s why I’m here.”

Steve blinks a couple times to process the rapid pace of sentences thrown at him, and when it finally registers, he nearly smacks his own forehead.

“Oh!” Relief floods him so quickly he nearly collapses. “Caulk, you need caulk.” He probably over enunciates the word, but Jesus Christ. “Wow, okay, that… that makes much more sense,” he says, shoulders relaxing as he lets out a sigh.

“What did you think I meant?” you ask in confusion.

His cheeks flush anew as he clears his throat. “Uh, nothing, it’s nothing. If you’ll follow me, I’ll take you to the—the caulk.”

“Thank you so much,” you gush, smiling widely.

He checks that you’re still following probably too many times, considering the click-clacking of your heels is prominent behind him, but you only grin happily when you see him looking. He takes note of the stares from other men, even some women, and is curious if you notice them, too, or if you just don’t care. You certainly carry yourself with the utmost confidence, your head held high and shoulders set in a gentle, relaxed slope. Steve admires it and maybe even envies it a little.

Which isn’t to say that he lacks confidence. He just sometimes still feels like that scrawny kid he used to be.

He almost walks past the right section, having let his mind wander, but he’s quick to direct his feet to the shelves that hold what you’re searching for.

“Is there a specific brand you’re wanting, or…?” he trails off, cocking an eyebrow curiously.

“Whichever one is the best,” you say sweetly.

Steve grabs the brand he personally thinks is better than the others and hands it over with a polite smile.

“Do you need a caulk gun, too?” he asks.

You wave a dismissive hand. “Oh, no, I have a pink one at home.”

Somehow, that doesn’t surprise Steve in the slightest, but all he says is, “Great! Is there anything else I can help you with today?”

You get a twinkle in your eyes, your smile turning playful at the corners of your lips. It makes him squirm a little in a way he’s not entirely sure he hates, like the anticipation of your reply could make or break him, and he finds that he wouldn’t mind staying in your presence a little longer. Your response, though, gets cut off by a random man behind you.

“I could do a better job helpin’ you out, baby,” he says suggestively, not even attempting to hide his lust as he leers at you.

You spin on your heel in a flash, hair swishing around your shoulders and sending a rather pleasant waft of what’s either your shampoo or perfume in Steve’s direction. The short skirt of your dress fans out with your spin as well, riding up almost dangerously high. Your grin is now sharp, edgy, and your eyes are piercing in a way they haven’t been in the brief moments Steve has been around you, and he takes a cautious step back.

“First of all, worry about helping yourself with that receding hairline you’re sporting, big guy. Second of all, we weren’t talking to you, so you should mind your business. And lastly, if you ever speak to me again I’ll have this nice man beside me show me where the chainsaws are and I’ll chop off your fucking dick. M’kay?”

The man scoffs. “Bitch,” he grumbles under his breath.

Steve frowns and is about to tell him off for calling a lady a bitch, but you giggle and he stops in surprise.

“Takes one to know one, baby.” Your tone is mocking yet deceptively sweet as you give him an obvious once over. “I can see that ugly silver band on your left ring finger,” you note with a cute wrinkle of your nose, “so why don’t you get the rest of the shit on your honey-do list and head home to your, undoubtedly, extremely unsatisfied wife and leave other women alone.”

A snort of laughter sneaks out of Steve before he can stop it. The man, now red in the face, huffs before stomping away, wisely choosing not to say anything else.

“Tell her to call me if she ever needs a girl’s day!” you sing-song to his retreating back, smiling in satisfaction when his shoulders hunch higher and his pace picks up.

Steve is biting back his own smile, but his inner old man shoves his way to the forefront of his mind and demands to offer unsolicited advice.

“You know, you ought to be careful,” he advises. “Some guys won’t just walk away like that.”

You seem both amused and touched by his concern. “I can take care of myself,” you assure, flicking your hair, adding, “Plus, I have, like, a gazillion self defense keychains.”

You reach into your purse and pull them out, each one of them pink, sparkly, or leopard print, clinking noisily against each other. You pick out a specific one that looks like a castle, putting your fingers into the holes and holding it up for Steve to see.

“This one is like, super stabby,” you explain.

“The tips definitely look sharp,” he concedes, taking note of all the other defenses held together in your small hand.

Part of him wonders if you’ve ever used any of them, but a larger part of him sincerely hopes you haven’t. He clears his throat.

“Well, I guess I’ll leave you to it. Let me know if you need help with anything else.”

He pastes on a polite smile and takes one last look at you, sighing wistfully internally, then heads back to finishing restocking boxes of nails. He’s hoping the monotony of the repetitive task will bring him back down to earth after such an interesting altercation.

You’re certainly a bundle of contradictions. Your appearance is all pink and sparkles and ruffles galore. Anyone giving you a passing glance would think like Steve did at first.

I doubt there’s much going on in that pretty, little head.

Of course, Steve feels guilty now. He should know better—not only because his Momma raised him right, but because people also make assumptions about him and his appearance too. Over six feet tall, broad shoulders, big muscles… He’s definitely had to deal with his share of rude people. However, he doubts any of his encounters hold a candle to yours.

He sighs to himself as he grabs the last of the boxes and places them neatly on the shelf. If he’d been braver, he would have asked you out. You’re very beautiful; kind of like a fairy or a princess, or… something. Definitely something like that. Damn. He really screwed the pooch on this one.

“Excuse me?”

Steve stills, heart picking up pace as he turns to see you smiling up at him. You’ve got a plastic bag with the store’s tacky logo on it resting in the crook of your elbow with your purchase inside.

“Yes?” he croaks. He coughs lightly and hopes his ears aren’t as red as they feel. “Did you need something else?”

You cock your hip again, twirling some of your hair around your finger, looking at him through your lashes.

“Yes,” you pout. “I was wondering if you knew where I could find this guy.” Steve’s stomach drops to his toes. “He’s got these like, stupidly pretty blue eyes, a very attractive beard, sandy blonde hair I can’t wait to sink my fingers into, and he’s about this tall.” You bite your lip as you step closer and hold your hand up, measuring Steve’s height with it. He gets another whiff of that tantalizing scent coming off of you and it kicks his heart right back into overdrive.

“What… What did you need him for exactly?” he asks carefully.

You drop your hand as you hum in thought. “Well, I thought we’d start with a date, but I’m open to almost anything,” you say, your smile turning sly.

“Oh,” he says faintly. “I, uh. I think he’d be okay with that.”

You giggle and fuck, he wants to hear that again.

“Good,” you reply as you tuck your hair behind your ear.

“Just for clarification’s sake,” Steve rushes out, “we’re talking about me, right?”

You let out more giggles (oh god) and cover your mouth with your tiny hand and Steve melts. He feels his own lips stretching into a grin, chest fluttering.

“Of course, you silly billy.” You’re still smiling as you reach into your purse, rummaging around and extracting a pen with feathers on the end of it and a tiny, glittery notebook. You scribble something down and rip the piece of paper out. “Call me?” you ask as you hand it over.

“Absolutely,” he replies, not believing his luck, staring at the numbers on the paper.

You reach up to tap on his name tag. “Oh, and Steve?”

His eyes are now glued to where your pink nails have trailed down to teasingly swipe back and forth on his pec. He’s pretty sure he mumbles something back to show he’s listening, but who knows, really. You lean in even closer, pressing up on your tip-toes.

“You can treat me like a lady and still fuck me on the first date,” you whisper, your warm breath fanning out across his ear and sending a shiver down his spine. When you pull back to meet his unfocused gaze, you’re smirking. “M’kay?”

He swallows thickly. “‘Kay,” he replies.

You tilt your head and stare at different parts of his face, biting your lip. Steve lets you, terrified to move, otherwise you might say gotcha! and take off. You sigh dreamily and give him a glossy kiss on the cheek. Then you boop him on the nose and step back.

“Ugh, you’re so cute. This is gonna be like, so much fun. I can tell.” He nods dumbly in agreement. “Don’t forget to call me, okay? I’ll be really, really sad if you don’t.”

With a beaming grin and wave, you spin on your heels and sashay away.

“Bye,” he says to the fading sound of your clacking heels, feeling bowled over and utterly lost, but knowing he’d be a fucking idiot to not call you.

With that thought in mind, he digs his phone out of his pocket, never mind the fact that he’s still on the clock and is technically not supposed to have his phone out, and dials your number. He double checks (and triple checks) he’s put it in right, then hits the call button. You answer on the third ring.

“Hello?”

Steve is pretty sure he can hear how you’re smiling smugly to yourself.

“So… Are you free tonight?”

“For you? I’m free whenever, handsome.”

Miguel O’Hara x Spider-Man!Male Reader Pt. 2

Continuation of my previous post due to request :)

Part One | Part Two

cw: implied oral sex (r receiving), love bites, sex omg just sex, miguel gets fucked, reverse cowgirl and leapfrog positions, breeding kink, pet names, crying, established relationship (at the end tho)

Didn’t expect people to actually like the first part 🥹 this is for y’all

@sad-author-san @dragonspaint09

(word count: 2.6K+)

“Go lock the door.” Your voice was full of lust, a wave of arousal sweeping over you at Miguel’s whimper. You had no idea your superior could make such pretty noises. How were you just now taking notice of the pretty creature in your hospital room? Were you blind? You’d never really noticed just how alluring your boss was, face and figure, up until now. And the man touched himself to you groaning? Was this even the first time? Oh, you were gonna be up for a couple hours now.

He was extra careful during foreplay, despite your encouragement to do what he pleased, gently unraveling the wrap shirt the hospital gave you, uncovering your mouthwatering physique. Sat in your lap, his fangs gently nipped your pecs, indulging in one of his many desires that you so generously allowed as you stroked the tops of his firm thighs with your bandaged hands, groaning at the sight of his love bites. He scooted back before leaning down further, his tongue laving over the ridges of your abs, his fangs somehow even gentler as he nipped what skin he could without further irritating your still recovering ribs.

You slid a hand down Miguel's spine, hooking a finger over the waistband of his pants as he looked up at you, a shy expression on his face as a string of saliva connected between his pointed tongue and your abdomen. What a fucking tease. "I don't have any lube." Miguel whispered, a sultry look in his eyes. He was testing your patience. Testing you. He knew you could move only but so much with your injuries. You gripped the back of his hair, pressing his head closer to the large tent in your sweatpants. "You will." You said in a low tone, staring him down with a predatory gaze.

Miguel felt dizzy as he bounced in your lap, the room filled with sounds of your skin making contact followed by his whimpers and whines. His rapid inhales were quivery and heavy as he tried to hold back his cries of pleasure, fat tears dripping down his cheeks. It was far past visiting hours, and the last thing Miguel wanted was a nurse coming in and seeing the owner of the damn building riding one of their patients like his life depended on it.

He was leaned forward, his upper half propped up by his clawed hands, tearing into the hospital sheets between your brawny thighs. He rode every inch of your length, rising till the bulbous tip of your cock was left before slamming his hips back down. His hole was gobbling up every last bit of you, sinking down on every vein decorating your girth with ease, mouth ajar, drool leaking from the corners of his mouth as hoarse cries were held back.

Y/n was groaning in Miguel’s ear, a mix of pain from the movement on your recovering body and pleasure as his hole fluttered around you. Miguel grew worried at the sound of your occasional pained grunts, slowing his pace and turning his head to try and look back at you. “Are you alright?” He asked with a wary expression. You didn’t respond, opting to wrap one of your calloused hands around his hip, slamming him back down on your cock while the other muffled the shaky sob that erupted from him. “Don’t fucking stop.” You growled into Miguel’s ear, causing him to nod frantically, warm tears transferring from his flushed cheeks to your hand as he resumed his desperate pace.

Miguel’s bottom lip trembled as he moved, your cock reaching deep inside him in ways he didn’t know was possible. Every thrust rocked against his delicate prostate as his own cock hung heavy over the sheets, dripping pre onto the bedding. “M’ close, y/n, so close.” Miguel was practically sobbing as he spoke in a hoarse voice. His arms were struggling to hold himself up, his vision flickering every time the underside of your cock ground against his bundle of nerves.

“Keep going for me, mami, c’mon.” Your voice was raspy in his ear and the name slipped off your tongue so easily as your hands rubbed up his sides. Miguel let out a low sob at the label, his pace was frantic as he bounced in your lap. He had never been more thankful for his strict training regime, giving him the strength to keep moving on your cock even with the burning sensation in his thighs.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Miguel whined hoarsely, his eyes rolling back with each drop of his hips. Your mind was battling between different desires, a part of you wanting to reach around Miguel and stroke him to finish, but another wanted to watch him unravel on your cock alone. Fuck it. You reached one of your hands forward, teasing his tip with your thumb while your other hand held his hip lightly. Miguel came undone quickly, his cum coating your fingers as he sobbed out your name, tears streaming down his pretty cheeks.

Miguel’s arms were trembling too much to hold himself up, slowly bending them and lowering his upper half down to the bed as his tears soaked into the sheets below. Your hard cock was still nestled inside him as his last few drops of release dripped onto the fabric, his hips stationary as they trembled above yours.

You weren’t done. Not yet. You gritted your teeth as you prepared to reposition, sliding the IV out of your arm before gripping Miguel’s hips as you lifted him a few inches off your cock, prompting him to whine softly. “I know, mami, I know.” You said soothingly as you bent your leg, readjusting yourself to kneel behind Miguel while propping his lower half up on his knees to properly meet his hips with yours.

The position was a bit painful on your still recovering ribs as you leaned over him, but that didn’t matter in this moment. You reached a hand back, grabbing one of your pillows. You wrapped your other arm under him, your forearm pressing into his chest as you gripped his neck, lifting him like a toy before stuffing the pillow under him and dropping him back down onto it, giving him something to muffle his sweet noises with. He was going to need it, cause you weren’t in the mood for mercy.

Miguel was bawling into the pillow as you moved, pounding into him at a brutal pace. Your eyes were raking over what you could see of his body as you leaned over him, one hand pressed into the bedding next to his head and the other gripping his hip tightly. His back arched so prettily to meet your thrusts, the muscle of his ass smushed against your pelvis every time you bottomed out and—Oh my god. Was this love? He took you so goddamn well. So perfect. You could tell this was his first time getting fucked by an actual cock. He must’ve relied on toys up until now. Did he think of you when he used those too? You wanted to ask him, but you could tell from his body’s reaction to your size that none of his little imitations could compare to you. His breathing was erratic and some of his inhales were choked off by a mix of sobs and moans.

“You’re doing so good, cariño, taking me so well.” Your voice was husky as you felt yourself steadily approaching your climax, your ears filled with the sound of Miguel’s cries in response to your words. “Can’t wait to fuck that pretty mouth of yours when I’m out of here.” Miguel nodded weakly at your words, his arms wrapped around the pillow as his head swayed in sync with each of your thrusts. You couldn’t believe the situation you were in. You would’ve been deep in denial if someone told you you’d be balls deep in your boss only eight months after being brought on the team. "Can't believe you were hiding this pretty thing from me for so long." You muttered, your words accompanied by a harsh spank against Miguel's right cheek, grinning when you heard him yelp and felt a flutter around your cock in response.

Fuck it. Miguel didn’t care anymore. If someone caught you two in the act, then so be it. He was doing a bit of everything now. Sobbing, moaning, sniveling, mewling, whimpering. He thought you’d cum not too long after him, but the rising feeling in his gut of another climax approaching him as well as your relentless pace said otherwise.

Miguel had a terrifying thought in the back of his mind that this all was just a lust on your end, only doing this for mutual pleasure, nothing more. Those fears were quickly erased however when he felt you slow your pace to a grind, the length of your member rocking against his prostate as you leaned down, pressing tender kisses against the muscles in his back. Your hand on his hip massaged circles into his soft flesh as you whispered sweet words into his ear, your cock grinding deep inside him as his eyes rolled back.

You had a strong urge to taunt him, make your little leader beg for your cock. You didn’t pick up the pace, opting to murmur against his nape, suggesting that maybe you two should leave it at this tonight, claiming that you didn’t want to overwhelm him with another orgasm. In the midst of giving your (fake) reasoning, Miguel had already reached one of his clawed hands out, gripping the wrist of your hand that rested next to his head, nearly drawing blood. He blabbered out a bunch of pleads, clearly distraught by your recommendation. “I can take it, I can take it,” his whines were cut off by a snivel, thick tears flowing down his face in desperation, “I need you, y/n, you can’t stop now. I need you to cum insi—”

You pulled back, sliding your cock out just enough for the tip to catch on his hole before slamming back inside him, resuming your merciless pace. “Fuck, you want me to fill you up, baby?” You grunted out between your thrusts. “Make me a daddy?” Miguel was delirious, couldn’t even respond as his eyes rolled back, drool leaking past his puffy lips and onto the pillow below him. You tucked your head against the curve of his nape, muttering dirty things in his ear as you pounded into him.

God, normally you didn’t like talking, but tonight you were feeling chatty. “Answer me, mami. Or do you want me to stop?” Miguel’s voice was hoarse and whiny, slurring his words as he got more and more drunk on your cock. “I wan’ it, I wan’ it.” He couldn’t hold his head up even a few inches anymore, slumping into his tear-stained pillow as he got closer and closer to his second orgasm. “You can have it, baby, it’s all yours.” You groaned into his ear, your own climax approaching. “Take everything, my first born, my last name, take it all, mami.”

Your pace stuttered as you climaxed, filling Miguel up with your seed as you bit his nape harshly. The sensations drove Miguel over the edge, staining the sheets below him for the second time tonight as he sobbed your name into the pillow. It was too much for him, falling into darkness only moments later, the sound of you clicking a few buttons on his wrist watch being his last memory before succumbing to his exhaustion.

Miguel woke up the next morning in your burly arms, his head tucked against your neck as the two of you laid on your sides, facing one another. He was sweating a bit, your body emitting heat like a furnace as he tried to recall the concluding events of the previous night. He was in a foreign room now, dressed in some of your clothing, sunlight illuminating the little signs of life around the large bedroom. Your room. Clearly well furnished as he took notice of the mini living room in one of the walls of the room.

Miguel knew you were wealthy, known for your business relations all over your Earth. He was always a bit perplexed at how little time you spent in your own dimension, always either scouring other Earths for anomalies or spending time in HQ, debriefing Miguel on your expeditions while awaiting your next assignment. Like a machine. This always irked him, nearly made him wonder if his attraction to you was just objectification. But now that he had a clear view of your rarely unmasked face, he could see that he was wrong. That the Spider-Man of this Earth was very much human.

You let out a low groan as you slowly awoke, your arms tightening around Miguel before lowering the arm that wasn't smushed under his side to rest on his waist. "The nurses are gonna be angry when they see I'm not in my room." You murmured in a husky voice, your eyes still closed. "I'll make an excuse for you, they won't argue with me." Miguel whispered back, a giddy smile spread across his face as his heart fluttered at the sound of your voice.

You could practically hear the smile in Miguel's voice, slowly opening your eyes to meet his. Miguel was a bit surprised at the satisfied look in your eyes, a bashful expression spreading on his face as his eyes darted away from yours. You squeezed an arm around his back, pulling him flush against you as your other hand squeezed the sore mound of his rear. "Don't be a prude, boss." You said in an undertone before pressing a tender kiss against his lips. Miguel accepted the kiss for a moment before quickly pulling his face back an inch from yours, a look of displeasure on his face. "C'mon, y/n, don't call me that right now." He mumbled, his eyebrows furrowed.

A small grin danced across your face as you turned, leaning your body over his as he shifted to lay flat under you, your arms bent and bordering around his head. "What would you prefer, Miguel?" You said in a low tone before you began pressing even softer kisses on his lips, his hands lifting to rest on your chest. "Mi vida?" A kiss. "Cariño?" Another one. "Or," you lowered your head enough so that your lips brushed against his when you spoke, "mami? You seemed to like that one last night." Miguel's lips pressed into a thin line at your last few words, a flush spreading across his cheeks at the memory. How fucking adorable.

"Y/n," Miguel murmured, a determination in his eyes, "what are we?" You stared down at him, thinking for a moment. "Y'know, I always knew when you were visiting me at night. I could feel you massaging lotion into my hands, or dripping antibiotics into my ear, or whispering stories about how you met Jessica. You're not very discreet." Miguel looked up at you, a vulnerable look on his face. "Why?" "I love you." Miguel blurted out a low tone, though his eyes were full of confidence. "I love you too." You replied in a softer tone, your elbows pressed into the firm mattress as your fingers ran through his hair.

Miguel looked like he could cry at the intimacy of the moment, but you beat him to it, one of your own tears dripping right below his eye before leaking down the side of his face. Miguel chuckled, reaching his hands up to hold your face. The two of you spent the morning exchanging kisses and sweet words before you both eventually had to return to HQ, returning to your room to receive a proper scolding from one of the older nurses.

Bro, I cannot put into words how badly I wanted to write miguel giving head. Imma have to save it for a part three where reader is fully recovered 😔 (obvi only if yall want it)

But yea, i hope yall enjoyed this 😆 It's like 3AM rn so I'm going to bed ✌️ feel free to let me know about any typos

Sour and Sweet

Finally got this piece done, there's daddy kinks, rough sex, and some degradation in here. Enjoy.

Length 1.8K

Yujin X Mreader, Gaeul x Mreader

You knew going to the store with Yujin was wrong from the moment you said yes. She took the daddy thing too far by going out in public and doing all this. She would stop and make a scene at every aisle when she saw something she wanted. You slowly felt yourself getting angrier as she would cry out, “Daddy, I want it! I want it, want it, want it!” Getting sick and tired of Yujin doing this every couple of minutes, you leave everything you had in your cart, grip Yujin’s hand, and drag her out of the store. “Daddy?” She says with worry in her voice. You stay silent as you get to your car, force her inside, and drive home. “Daddy, I was just joking. I didn’t mean any of it. Daddy, please not again.” Yujin figured out from your demeanor what you were planning to do once you got home and tried to plead with you on the drive there. 

Arriving home, you rush over to her side of the car, and throwing open the door, you pick her up and walk inside as she kicks and screams. “Daddy, please! I’ll be a good girl! I promise! I won’t do anything like that again!” After you toss her on your bed, Yujin crawls over to you. “Daddy, please!” 

You slap her across the face, and she holds her cheek. “You knew what would happen if you did that again, Yujin.”

“Daddy, I-” Your palm crashes against her cheek again. 

You sit down at the edge of the bed “Now, Yujin,” You say sternly. Yujin shuffles over and bends over your lap. You tear away her pants, leaving her bent over with her ass out. Your hand hovers behind it before you wind up and give her a stiff spank—Yujin yelps in pain from the brutal hit.

“Please, Daddy, not so hard” You ignore her words and give her ass another harsh smack. The clap of hit echoed slightly in the room. You keep spanking Yujin until her ass is bright red; feeling like that was enough spanking, you tell her to kneel in front of you. Undoing your belt buckle and dropping your lower garments, Yujin knows what she has to do. Her small hand reaches out and grasps your cock. As she slowly strokes it, Yujin looks at you with a pout. “Daddy, please don’t be so rough. I’m still sore from yesterday.”

“You should have thought about that before you decide to act out, Yujin.” Yujin starts to kiss the head of your cock. She holds her soft lips against it. 

Looking up at you, she asks in a cute voice, “Can you please be gentle with me, Daddy?” Yujin follows this by taking your cock in her mouth; her tongue swirls around you as she looks into your eyes. You place your hand on her head, patting her. Yujin smiles at you as she continues to suck your cock; moving your hand to the back of her head, you force her to take all of your cock. Not expecting you to force yourself down her throat, Yujin gags. You hold her head there while she gets teary-eyed and tries to push herself away. You enjoy the feeling of her throat wrapped around your cock for just a bit longer before you finally let her go. Yujin pants as she tries to catch her breath. You stand up and grab her head again. “Daddy wai-” You force her head to the base of your cock, and start thrusting into her throat.

“You’re such a bitch, Yujin. How many times have I told you to knock that off when we’re in public? You knew what would happen if you didn’t. You’re a bitch who likes being punished, aren’t you?”  

Muffled by the sound of your cock in her mouth, you hear, “Yes, Daddy.” As you continue thrusting into her mouth, you feel yourself nearing climax. Holding Yujin’s head even closer, you rapidly thrust into her, and your balls smack against her chin as you facefuck her. Tears run down her cheek as you hold her in place, your cum flowing down her throat. As you pull out, Yujin makes sure to suck on the head of your cock before it escapes her. You tilt her head back, and Yujin opens her mouth, showing you she drank all of your cum. She tries to stand up to leave, but you force her back onto the bed. Yujin lies face down, her bright red ass high in the air.

“I’m not done with you yet, Yujin; I need to punish you some more. That way, you learn your lesson.” Bringing her ass closer, you press your slick cock against her asshole. As she tries to plead for you to hold on, you ram yourself into her. 

Yujin screams out in pain, “Daddy!” 

You relish the feeling of Yujin's tight asshole; you stay inside for a few seconds before you start thrusting. Pulling yourself out till just the head remains inside her, you thrust back in. “You’re such a bitch, Yujin; you always cause so much trouble for me. It would be better for me to break you and make you my cocksleeve. But you like the sound of that, don’t you? You want to be used by me.”

Yujin starts mumbling, “Yes, daddy, I want to be your personal cocksleeve. I love being fucked by you.” her mind is lost to the pleasure as her eyes roll into the back of her head. Yujin bites down on the blankets as you start to be rougher with her. Your thrusts get stronger, and you pull her hair back, causing her neck to snap back. “I’m just a bitch and a whore who needs to be punished with your hard cock, daddy. Please, please, please punish me more.” You feel Yujin’s asshole get tighter around your cock as she squirts over your bed. Enraged, you shove her head into the bed with one hand while you spank her with the other. 

“Who said you could cum!” You yell at her. 

You keep pounding away at her ass as she weakly says, “I’m sorry, Daddy, I’m sorry.” You feel your balls tighten as you keep going deep inside her ass; with your final thrust, you impale Yujin’s ass, filling her to the brim with cum. Giving yourself a second to recover, wrap your hand around her throat and lightly choke her before you start moving again. 

“You'll be punished until I feel you’ve had enough, Yujin.” You would spend the next two hours using Yujin as a fuck doll to get rid of your pent-up anger. Once you’ve had enough of Yujin, you step out into the kitchen to get something to drink. As you drink a glass of water, you feel another body pressed against your back, small and nimble hands grasping your cock, slowly stroking it. You let out a groan as they continue to jerk you off slowly. 

“Hi, daddy. Can I please have some of your cum?” You turn your head to see Gaeul’s cute face looking up toward you. 

“Anything for my good girl.” You say; Gaeul quickly gets on her knees and has her mouth wide open as she awaits your cock. You turn around, cock in hand, and trace her lips with the head before letting her suck on the head of your cock. Gaeul’s small mouth struggles with just the head of your cock, but she makes up for it by stroking the rest of your cock. Her small tongue laps at the head of your cock before she tries to take more of you in her mouth. You pat her head as you enjoy her warm mouth. 

Through the cock in her mouth Gaeul asks, “Am I doing a good job, daddy?” 

“You’re doing great, Gaeul. I’m going to cum soon, so you better get ready.” As she hears your warning, Gaeul starts bobbing her head quickly and making small but quick strokes of the base of your cock. You begin to moan loudly as your cum starts flowing into Gaeul’s mouth. Once you finish, you pull out and look at Gaeul; her cheeks are stretched a little as her mouth is full of cum. You watch Gaeul slowly drink your cum and open her mouth to show you she drank it all. 

She smiles at you and giggles, “Your cum tastes so good, daddy!” Gaeul pauses for a second before asking. “Can I have some more cum, Daddy?” 

“Of course, Gaeul.” You ready yourself to have Gaeul give you another blowjob.

“No, daddy, I want it in here.” Gaeul motions toward her pussy as she says that. You smile as you lift her and place her on the dinner table. Gaeul lifts her skirt, and you rub your cock against her entrance, teasing her a bit. You hear Gaeul’s whines as you tease her; looking at her face, you see her cute pout. “Daddy, don’t tease me!” 

“Alright, Gaeul.” You push into Gaeul’s pussy, and both of you moan from the wave of pleasure. You bend over and steal a kiss from Gaeul. “I love you, Gaeul; you’re such a good girl for daddy” You start to thrust at a moderate pace, Gaeul’s pussy is stretched around your cock, and her walls offer some resistance making the pleasure all the more incredible. Gaeul pulls you into a deep kiss, her tongue tracing your lips as she wants more. You start rubbing Gaeul’s clit as you keep moving; Gaeul starts to moan into your kisses as she nears her climax. 

“I’m gonna cum; I’m gonna cum!” She screams as she holds you close. 

You whisper to her, “It’s okay, Gaeul, you can cum.” As you give her permission, Gaeul’s midsection lurches upwards as she cums over your cock. Gaeul’s tightened pussy felt too good, and with a few more thrusts, you felt yourself nearing the edge. 

“Tell me where you want my cum Gaeul!” You yell as you start to thrust into her rapidly. 

“Inside, Daddy cum inside my pussy!” As you plant yourself deeply inside Gaeul as your cum floods her pussy. Gaeul ends up cumming again from your orgasm, and you collapse on top of her. Weakly you hear Gaeul say, “I love you, Daddy.”

“I love you too, Gaeul; I wish Yujin could be more like you” You kiss Gaeul on the cheek as you pull out of her. “Gaeul, would you mind cleaning up in here? I’m going to take a shower.” 

“Can I come with you, Daddy? I promise to clean up after!” Gaeul gives you puppy eyes, and you’re unable to refuse her. 

“Alright, you can come along.”

“Thank you, daddy!”

𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐲 || 𝐋𝐞𝐱𝐢 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝

“𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 ’𝘦𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯’ 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘏𝘦’𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘺’𝘴 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘴“

Inspo: KAYTRANADA - Look Easy

Pairing: Lexi Howard x Stepbro!Black!reader

Summary: She knew it was wrong to feel or see you one way when she first met you. But how could see resist when you wanted the same as her?

Warnings: Fluff, sexual tension, and eventual smut. Public fingering, choking kink, dacryphilia kink, dumbification, pet names, degradition kink, praise kink, and sadiomasicism kink. FYI, I must add that reader and Lexi aren’t blood related.

Words 4439

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

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MOTH TO A FLAME

✰summary: kiri is staying at bakugo and his girlfriend’s house when he catches them having sex through the crack of their bedroom door. kiri discovers he’s into voyeurism.

✰ warnings: all characters aged up 21+, SEX (minors and ageless blogs dni!!!!), non-con voyeurism (is that a thing?), kink-discoveryish?, spitting, some degrading, creampie, female reader, oral (f receiving), bi panic for kiri, squirting, bkg is bigger than reader, belly bulge

✰wc: 2.5k

heavily inspired by “private affairs” by @lady-lauren (amazing writer and very kind person!!) might continue this, who knows!!

he knows he shouldn’t be watching.

he’s a guest in his best friend’s house. graciously being able to stay in the guest room while his house is being fumigated. they’ve been nothing but accommodating. feeding him, insisting he not do any household chores, ensuring his comfort during his stay in the house.

how does he repay this kindness?

by watching his bakugo and his loving girlfriend go at it in their bedroom.

eijiro didn’t do it on purpose. he’d never go out of his way to watch his closest friend get to know his girl in the biblical sense. he was simply just trying to go get a glass of water from the kitchen, having to pass their room to do so. he kept his steps quiet, practically tip-toeing down the hall to not wake them if they were asleep. kirishima noticed the door was slightly cracked open as he was about to descend the stairs, but stopped mid-step when he heard the first noise.

he turned his head to look into the room when he heard the slight moans and whimpers that escaped through the crack of the door. it wasn’t opened enough to see everything, but he did see the way your legs were spread and glistened with a light sheen of sweat. your breast were bare, exposed to the gentle glow of the light you always kept on. your head thrown back as more of those sweet moans left your lips. he then noticed the large, calloused hands holding a grip hard enough to bruise on the plush skin of your thighs. strong arms wrapped around them to hold you in place. the blond was between your legs eating you like a man starved and covering your most private of areas with his head. the sight was enough to bring his dick to life and for him to drop his knees to the hardwoods with a soft thud. he hid in the shadows and mentally thanking whatever force compelled them to not fully shut their door.

“fuck kats. i’ve missed you so much. i need you.”

eijiro admired the way you sounded when you were overtaken to the waves of pleasure your boyfriend was drowning you in. he’d never admit it out loud, but he’d always thought you to be beautiful. always gentle, like a ray of sunshine that had fallen to the earth. i’m some ways, you were just like him. a stark contrast to katsuki, eijiro’s other schoolboy crush.

he let his mind drift to wonder about how you’d would taste on his tongue. you’d probably be the sweetest he’s ever had and he’d drink it up with fervor until you’d beg him to stop. he also wonders what’d it be like to have katsuki’s tongue running along the veins of his thick shaft. he accidentally lets a small moan slip, thankfully, it was covered by an even louder one from you as you released on katsuki’s face. thighs clenching and your manicured fingers digging into his blond hair. your hair swished as you threw your head back against the bed in pleasure, mouth forming the classic ‘o’ shape.

he decided to forego the glass of water when katsuki removed his mouth from your pussy to remove his cock from the grey sweats that hung lowly on his hips. he was built beautifully. rippling muscles that covered his entire body and a beautiful adonis belt that led straight to his dick. eijiro wondered if it was weird to call a dick pretty, but it was the only word that could describe katsuki. long and thick, but not as thick as the redhead that was spying in. a beautiful blue vein running along the erect shaft and his tip was a perfect shade of pink.

he pumped himself a few times to prepare to take you. eijiro doing the same. preparing to watch the love-making and passion between two very attractive individuals. just touching himself lightly enough to relieve the ache. ghosting his large fingers over the head and smearing some of his own pre down the length.

he knows it’s wrong

he knows he shouldn’t do it.

but he was too far gone to stop.

he was drawn to the scene unfolding before him like a moth to a flame. watching and admiring bakugo’s cock intently as he toyed with your entrance. rubbing the head up and down your wet slit until you were practically in tears begging him to push in. a loud moan leaving you when he finally does push all the way in. katsuki having to clamp his hand down on your mouth to try and keep you quiet as he began to rut into you. his hands gripping the curve where your waist and hips meet and low groans of his own escaping his mouth.

kirishima kept up with bakugo’s pace. fisting his cock to the rhythm he created as his hips snapped against yours. eijiro wished it was his name rolling off your pink tongue as he fucked you. watching your tits bounce with every thrust given and wishing his could just reach out and touch you.

he also wished to be under katsuki. he wanted to be the person katsuki was sweetly praising and hatefully degrading. wanted to know what it felt like when he wrapped a thick hand around his throat like bakugo had just done to you.

“‘m so fuckin’ addicted to you. pussy’s a drug, baby.”

he shuddered at the sound of katsuki’s voice. stern tone lacing the words that left his lips and made kirishima wish he was on his knees before him. his cock practically jumped in his hand every time bakugo spoke filth down to you.

“‘m gonna fuck you into the shape of my cock.”

“you’re just a desperate fucking slut, so greedy f’me.”

“roll those fuckin’ hips on me, princess.”

having to choke back his own whimpers to remain unnoticed. eijiro relished at the hot tears that ran down your cheeks that katsuki had so kindly wiped away for you before harshly tapping your cheek.

“open up, baby.” you obeyed his every command as a string on spit fell from his tongue and into your mouth. swallowing it without much of a second thought. eijiro’s eyes rolled back as he continued to beat his cock to the sliver of a view he had of the pair of you.

you whined when katsuki abruptly pulled out. he flipped you over and bent you over your shared bed before burying himself back in your wet heat.

“‘s too much baby!” you whined as he pistoned his hips into you at a faster, rougher pace.

“shut the fuck up and take this cock.”

eijiro was getting closer with every stroke of his fist. having to use one of his own hands to help him choke back and muffle the sounds threatening to spill from him. the fire burning in his abdomen only growing every time your ass jiggled from the rough pace katsuki had set. more of his pre leaking out of his slit and quickly being used as lube to keep himself going.

eijiro intently listened as your moans became louder and of a higher pitch. endless strings of slurred and babbling words coming from your mouth as you warned your boyfriend of another incoming release.

“fuck… fuck gonna cum, kats, gonnafuckingcum.”

“that’s it, princess, cum all over my cock. wanna feel you clench around me.”

if kirishima could see your face, he’d bet your eyes would be rolling to the back of your head as bakugo hit that sweet, spongy spot inside of you. he was about to let himself go until katsuki spoke up again.

“i know you’ve got another one in you-“

getting so horny for this was disgusting.

“-so be a good girl for me, yeah?”

but he was willing to be a called-out pervert if that meant he could continue watching.

he slowed the hand that jerked his cock, bound and determined to finish when you cum again. eijiro loved watching you be used as a cocksleeve. loved watching your beautiful cunt grip your boyfriend’s cock and suck it into your body.

and bakugo looked like a dictionary picture of power. he looked so domineering over you. a behemoth compared to your shorter frame. he’s always been strong and just simply better at everything because he wanted to be. nobody ever holding him back from something he wanted. eijiro imagines him to be the best fuck he could ever dream of having, somewhat envying you for being the one that gets to experience it.

“you’re so fucking deep in me.” a another bead of pre-cum rolls out of his slit when he notices the bulge in your belly every time katsuki pushes all the way in. he wishes it was his cock. he wishes it was his stomach. he’s never seen someone look so pretty taking a pounding like this before. bakugo’s hips speeding up as he tries to bring you over the edge before he falls victim to his own release. maneuvering a hand down to toy with your sensitive clit, causing your whines to grow louder and more needy. your cunt squelches with every thrust he gives and you take it all with grace.

“y’gonna come f’me again baby? gonna cum with me?”

he’s so close.

“fuck, kats, please.”

so goddamn close.

your words slur and become airy as if bakugo is knocking all the breath from your lungs. eijiro hopes that his best friend is going to fill your sweet pussy so he can imagine it’s his cum dripping out of you. his balls feel tighter and with every moan or groan he hears spill from your mouths, he finds the coil in his stomach to be twisting tighter. just a few more strokes and he’ll be done for.

“right there, kats! fuck.. please! i’m gonna cum.. i’m cumming! i’m cumming!”

“fuck yes baby, take this shit. cum on my fat cock. cum with me, princess.” eijiro loses himself at the piercing whine that leaves you when you squirt on your boyfriend. watching the clear liquid gush from your tight and stuffed hole sends him and katsuki over the edge at the same time. eijiro biting his hand and drawing blood as he tucks his dick back into his sweats to catch the load of cum that erupts from him. he watched bakugo’s every reaction as he came. head thrown back and brow furrowed as he continued to snap his hips into yours. grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling you towards him. he watched the way the warm glow of light illuminated the sweat on your bodies and it made him feel as if he could jerk off again.

he payed extra close attention when katsuki slowly pulled himself from you. your hole gaping from being stretched by the massive man and dribbles of his white hot cum running out of your pussy. he intently watched once more as bakugo scooped up the cum and pushed it back in to you.

“not wasting a drop, baby.”

he had to close his eyes before he got riled up again, but he couldn’t bask in the post-nut clarity either. as quickly as possible getting off of his knees and trying to quietly walk on wobbly legs down to the kitchen to get himself the water that he actually needs now. somberly thinking of what he’d done.

eijiro kirishima is not a pervert. he didn’t do shit like that, but here he was. standing in the kitchen of his best friend’s house after busting a nut to them having sex with the wet patch on the inside of his sweats to prove it.

he stared at a dust bunny that had gathered where the countertop and wall met. he felt as dirty as that spot as guilt overtook his body. weighing down his muscular shoulders. the air felt thick and almost suffocating as he tried to take a few deep breaths to ease the shame that had settled in.

carefully making his way back up the stairs, he hoped to just walk on by. hoped that this would be a thing to only weigh down on him and him only. hoped he could put the disgusting, perverted, and voyeuristic act behind him.

you can only hope for so much when you’re guilty.

“eijiro.” he heard the booming voice of katsuki right as he passed the doorway. it was quiet enough for him to question if he was dreaming or not. he stopped in his tracks, glass in hand, to try and hear movement in the bedroom and see if anyone was awake.

“i know you’re out there, ei.” shit. he wasn’t dreaming. he felt the weight on his shoulders double as he tried to find his voice to respond back.

“yeah?” it was all he could muster. ashamed, embarrassed. there’s no way they didn’t know about what he did. he’d been caught.

“come here.” the two words were confusing to kiri, but his legs moved to enter the room anyways. was he going to get his ass beat? kicked out? murdered? he wasn’t sure. but he did know his eyes weren’t deceiving at what was laid out before him.

you were still on the bed, but had flipped over on your back and propped up on your elbows, completely naked. he got a good look at your still hardened nipples and glistening cunt from the fuck you’d had 10 minutes prior. katsuki was also still naked. standing at the side of the bed in all his glory, cock still half hard. eijiro’s eyes widened at the sight.

“i know you were watching us.” is all katsuki can say before streams of ‘sorry’s’ and ‘I swear it was a one time thing’ leaving his mouth before he could even think about what he was saying.

“there’s no need to be a fuckin’ baby about it,” bakugo cut his apologies off, “princess here loved it, didn’t you?” the two men look over at you as you smiled and nodded your pretty little head.

“y’know, we’ve both never came so hard before, so we thought we could reward you a bit.” your voice was sickeningly sweet. you could ask eijiro to do anything for you and he’d do it, no questions ask if you continued to lure him in with your seductive voice. your eyes were half-lidded as you looked up at him through your eyelashes. taking in the bashful expression on his face.

“reward.. me?” kirishima felt weak in the knees again as his cock stirred to life once more at the thought of either of you giving him a little something.

“yeah, yeah. you want it?” katsuki spoke, looking unbothered, bored even. eijiro nodded his head without a sliver of hesitation. his excitement resembled a puppy wagging when a treat is held in front of its face. his entire body felt like it was jumping in anticipation and the pressure holding his shoulders down had lifted. it felt like he’d gotten one hundred times lighter. like he was floating

he gasped when bakugo grabbed a fistful of his red hair and pushed him to his knees, facing your pretty pussy. his tongue darted out to lick his lips before katsuki spoke again.

“you want us? eat my fuckin’ cum outta her cunt.”

eijiro didn’t pay any mind to the dull ache that spread across his scalp. nothing would cause him to hesitate at the opportunity to taste the two of you.

Over the Garden Wall - Masterlist

Benedict Bridgerton x Princess!Reader

18+

Summary: The youngest daughter of Queen Charlotte and King George, plagued by the same illness as her father, grows tired of her lonely and isolated existence. When escaping the prison-like castle she has been sequestered in for her entire life, she meets a young man who shares her love for painting and whom she can not stop thinking about. Secrets, betrayal, and love all fight against one another. Which one will win?

Series Warnings: Love at first sight; POV third person; eventual smut; isolation; dramatic/inaccurate depictions of mental illness; thoughts of death; there will be fluff, okay? I swear; potential historical inaccuracies; complex mother/daughter relationship; historical medical practices; SIMP Benedict; idgaf about historical canon; complicated sibling relationships; execution by hanging

Tags specified before each chapter

(Tags will be updated as the story continues)

Last Updated: 03/28/24 (Complete)

*indicates smut

Chapter One - Loathing Boredom

Chapter Two - Ruinous Secrets

Chapter Three - Never is a Promise

Chapter Four - As the Poets Say

Chapter Five - Vagrant Body

Chapter Six - Codes and Clues

Chapter Seven - Dig My Fingers in

Chapter Eight - No Light of My Own

Chapter Nine - This Sweet Plague *

Chapter Ten - Tricked By the Past

Chapter Eleven - No Label, No Name

Chapter Twelve - Keeping Time

Chapter Thirteen - Only You Can Mend

Chapter Fourteen - Not Above Violence

Interlude - Lady Whistledown

Chapter Fifteen - Matching Wounds

Chapter Sixteen - Go Along to Be With You

Chapter Seventeen - Balanced on Desire

Interlude - Marietta

Chapter Eighteen - Oh, My One

Chapter Nineteen - Like Fuel to Fire *

Chapter Twenty - If I Send for You

Interlude - Honeymoon *

Chapter Twenty One - An Atom and a Star

Chapter Twenty Two - The Bed I Was Born In *

Chapter Twenty Three - Don't Wait to Understand

Chapter Twenty Four - Fingers Laced a Crown

Chapter Twenty Five - Here to Kingdom Come *

Epilogue - A Moment, A Love

Drabble - Pall Mall Drabble - Picnic Drabble - Like Mother, Like Son Drabble - Jealousy Drabble - More Than a Maid Drabble - Coronation Day Drabble - Second Son Drabble - Number Four Drabble - Reasonably Unreasonable Drabble - Tag, You're It Drabble - Sisters Drabble - Spoiled Drabble - Opal of the Season Drabble - Fit for Family Drabble - Garden in Bloom * (smut adjacent) Drabble - What if? AU

Step by Step - ITZY Yuna

Y/n picked up his stepdaughter from school at the usual hour, struggling to act as if everything were the same as always even if he had spent the whole day in his office thinking about what had happened that morning between them.

He sighed, adjusting his tenting pants as he was thinking of Yuna with just a shirt and pants in bed with him and her mother.

He had thought she was afraid of thunders the previous night and so he had let her get into their bed, but that morning he woke up to the teenager groping and licking his dick and suddenly he found himself teaching the girl how to take care of his erection.

He had tried to stop thinking about it, but the more he tried the more he kept daydreaming of what he could do with the young woman, who was clearly attracted to him.

He and her mother had been together for months, at that point, but the bed had been kind of cold since the woman had started taking sleeping pills that left her to sleep like dead and him to jerk off in the silence.

Yuna had unbalanced all that and now he couldn't stop thinking about the girl's lips around his dick and what they could do while her mother was asleep.

He smiled a touch predatorily as Yuna entered the car, school uniform and fresh smell, terribly tempting.

"Hi, daddy." The girl smiled, gaze drifting down to his crotch with a certain hunger in her eyes.

"Hi, baby." The man took a deep breath, starting the engine to drive home.

He wasn't really sure of what to expect from her since that morning but he wouldn't have expected even in his brightest dreams the little hand that travelled towards him and started to gently cup his hard on through the fabric.

"Baby girl..." Y/n tried to warn her even if sighing in pleasure. "Daddy will end up taking you someplace to do things to you if you keep that up..."

Yuna licked her lips and as an answer tightened the grip on his hard on. "Will you let me suck you off again, daddy?" she murmured excitedly.

"That and so much more..." he promised, deciding to change their route to go just outside town and have a bit of intimacy in some country lane.

Yuna made a little sound and Y/n was able to notice her pressing her thighs together.

"Have you thought about this morning, baby?" he asked, curious.

"Yes, all day..." she admitted with a soft sigh.

Y/n nodded in silence before throwing her a glance. "Have you ever kissed another man?"

She shook her head, watching him. "Not before you this morning."

"That's good."

"Is it?"

"Yes." He nodded again, finding out suddenly that he was very possessive of his stepdaughter. "Daddy wants to be the only one to kiss you."

"You will be." She hurried to promise.

"Will you let daddy take care of that sweet pussy of yours later?" he asked with his hard on pressing against the zip at the mere thought of him taking the girl's virginity.

"Yes." She sighed heavily. "Everything, daddy..."

"Good girl..." he whispered, parking the car behind a line of trees before cutting the engine and taking off the belt.

Yuna didn't wait for him to tell her anything and hurried to pull down his zipper and free his erection from his pants and boxers with a pitiful moan.

"Have you been waiting long to do this to daddy?" he asked softly, carding his fingers in her soft long hair.

Yuna nodded with a sigh and suddenly she went down to lick at the head already leaking precum, moaning as if it were the best thing she had ever tasted.

Y/n groaned and let his head drop against the headrest, petting her head. "Good girl... take care of daddy." He incited her, slightly parting his legs as the teenager started taking him in her mouth and sucking him off.

He couldn't think of anything else than how good she was at that, how he was going to enjoy her little mouth on his dick for the years to come. Slowly he started to put pressure on her head, driving her down on his dick, and Yuna went willingly, moaning softly around his cock as if that was paradise to her and she couldn't ask for anything better than her father feeding her his cock.

"Daddy will come to your room tonight..." he promised, gripping her hair and starting to move her head, dictating the pace.

Yuna abandoned every attempt to try to take her time and found out she enjoyed terribly letting him use her like that. She pressed her thighs in an attempt to stimulate herself since her daddy wasn't touching her, and moaned in an attempt to ask him to keep talking.

"Would you like that, love? Would you like daddy to come in your room and take your virginity once your mom is sleeping?" He let go of her head and Yuna took the chance to let his dick slip from her swollen lips with an obscene wet pop.

"Yes, daddy, please..." She croaked, voice hoarse, and moved one hand to jerk him off while she was busy talking between little licks at his head. "I want you so much..."

"Then daddy will come,” he promised short of breath before guiding her back down on his dick. "Daddy wants you to keep the uniform. I've dreamed all day of me taking your sweet pussy while you're still wearing those preppy clothes. I want to pull up that skirt and just eat your pussy while you tremble and scream in pleasure."

He moaned, pushing his dick up in her mouth. "Daddy will have you many times tonight," he promised, keeping her down as he emptied his balls with a huge groan.

Yuna moaned around his erection and swallowed it all down, close herself to her orgasm after hearing his words. It was everything she wanted and couldn't believe her stepdad was finally giving her all of that. She waited until he let her go to let the softening cock slip out her mouth.

"Please daddy, I'll be a good girl." She nodded, moving her long hair behind her shoulders. "I want you so much."

"Than you'll have me,” he promised in a whisper, caressing her chin and guiding her so he could kiss her soft lips and taste his own cum on her tongue.

***

Yuna went directly to her room as they entered home, trying to hide to her mom the way her lips were red and swollen. She was afraid her mother would notice that she was so excited she couldn't even sit still.

In her room she waited for hours for the man to go to her, pacing and trying to make herself prettier in front of the mirror. She changed her bra hoping Y/n would like it and then put back the white shirt. She was just done with it when Y/n came through her door, wearing soft clothes that he used to bed.

She almost couldn't breathe from excitement and nearly threw herself in his arms.

Y/n smiled on her lips before kissing her and holding her tightly in his arms, letting his hands roam the young sexy body of his stepdaughter. "Were you waiting for me?"

"Yes, daddy." She nodded with a little sigh, trying to press her breasts to his chest in an attempt to get him more excited.

The man groaned softly and took her by her hands to lead her towards the bed. There he sat at the foot of the bed, watching her from below.

"Daddy was waiting to come here too. I had to wait for your mom to take her pills." He sighed, letting her hands go to caress her sides. "But now I can't wait anymore. Do you still want daddy to take your pretty pussy?" Y/n asked just to be sure.

Yuna nodded in a hurry, licking her lips. "Yes. So much." She slowly shook her head, truly eager to get down to it with him.

Y/n smiled softly and nodded, moving his hands over the buttons of her shirt. "Let daddy see you, baby girl."

Yuna swallowed, a touch nervous, but let him do whatever he wanted, relying on him to know what to do since she had no experience whatsoever.

Y/n licked his lips hungrily looking at her soft breast. Slowly he started to fondle her tits, eliciting a moan from his daughter. "Such soft tits."

"Do you like them?" Yuna asked in a breath.

"Very much." Y/n nodded, squeezing them and pressing his thumbs against her nipples through the fabric.

He waited for her nipples to stand before moving his hands behind her back to unhook the bra and be able to pull down the fabric to let her tits free. He didn't take it off, not wanting to take her shirt off too, and instead leaned in to put his mouth on her soft skin and start to suck her breast while fondling the other one with one hand.

Yuna moaned, closing her eyes for a moment, and put her hands on his shoulders looking for a balance as he was able to make her swoon in place.

"Daddy," she called him softly as Y/n started to suck on her nipple, eliciting another moan from her lips. "Daddy, please..." she moaned, feeling her pussy get even wetter under that treatment.

But Y/n let her nipple go with a long lick just to move on the other one.

The girl moaned and arched her back trying to get something more. Y/n opened his legs and pulled her close as he kept fondling her breasts, covering them with kisses and little bites.

"Daddy loves them,” he murmured excited, letting her breast go just to let his hands roam below, covering her ass and squeezing at her asscheeks.

He couldn't wait for the moment when he would have been able to not only fuck her pussy but also her ass, making sure he would have all her holes for himself. "You're such a pretty baby," he murmured, moving his hands under her skirt to feel directly her hot skin under his palms.

He slowly took the fabric of her panties and pulled it down, making Yuna hold her breath as he got rid of her underwear.

"Oh, you got really wet as you were waiting for daddy,” Y/n commented with a grin, guiding her to raise one leg and then the other one to take off the garment and throw it aside, enjoying the view of her pussy up and close and smelling of her desire.

Without letting her move away he leaned in and pressed his mouth against her crotch to lick at her clit.

Yuna yelped, not having expected that, and soon Y/n had to make her lie down on the bed since her legs were trembling so much she was probably a few seconds away from falling on the floor or in his arms.

Y/n let her catch her breath and smirked, looking down at her while starting to remove his own clothes. He had every intention to spend the night in her room completely naked, ravishing the girl and completely ruining her uniform.

Yuna licked her lips staring at him, still short of breath after those few seconds with his mouth on her. If that had felt so intense, she had no idea how she was going to get through the night with the muscular man plowing his dick in her and having sex for hours on end like he had promised.

She made a little sound at seeing his hard on jutting out, ready to take her, and instinctively she spread her legs for him, pulling up her little skirt to show off her pussy to the man.

"Please, daddy,” she whispered.

Y/n moaned at that sight and wrapped one hand around his dick, pulling at it a couple times before crawling on the bed and right between her legs.

"My beautiful baby, so ready for her daddy,” he whispered, licking his lips before diving right back to her pussy to lick and suck at her swollen clit.

Yuna screamed in pleasure and moved her hands on his shoulders, holding to them tightly as Y/n made everything in his abilities to drive her crazy.

He started moving one finger in her while licking and sucking, waiting to be sure it wouldn't hurt her before adding another finger, moaning at feeling her terribly hot and wet, perfectly relaxed for him and ready to take her first dick.

Y/n moved away, kneeling on the bedcovers and just watching the panting and disheveled girl in front of him.

"Daddy is gonna give you everything,” he murmured, starting to slide the head of his dick against her wet vagina.

Yuna opened her eyes with a sigh and for a moment she tensed up. "Daddy- shouldn't you wear a condom?" she asked hesitantly, but Y/n shook his head.

He had decided many hours before that he wasn't going to wear any with her, that he was in fact going to fill her up with his cum night after night till she would get pregnant with his child.

At that point he would have find some story to tell her mother about making sure Yuna wouldn't raise her child alone and dump her mother to marry the girl as a good stepfather making sure his daughter wouldn't get her life ruined by the first dick she had had "probably at some party".

He was unashamed about deceiving his young stepdaughter and tricking her into having unprotected sex so that he could get her pregnant with his baby. He had every intention of making sure he would be the father of her first born. And if that included telling her that he couldn’t do anything about cumming inside her and making sure in time she would find that hot too… even better.

"You don't have to worry about it, love, daddy is gonna take it out in time,” he assured the girl, bending down to kiss her sweetly on her lips.

Yuna smiled at him, trusting and still so innocent. "I like when you call me love."

"It's what you are to me." He smiled, kissing her again before starting to trust his dick deep into her with a groan.

Yuna was left without breath for a moment at the feeling of her stepfather's dick pushing deep into her.

She had never felt so full before, and suddenly she couldn't repress a loud moan. She closed her eyes and gripped tightly at the pillow under her head as Y/n rained kisses on her face and neck.

Soon he started to move inside her, first with a slow pace and then grunting and moaning the man went faster, fucking her harder.

If Somin hadn't been under the effect of her sleeping pills surely she would have gone to check on the ruckus they were making, screaming and moaning in pleasure, asking for more and promising the moon to each other, the headboard soon slamming against the wall on time with every thrust of the man.

Yuna was moaning in pleasure, trying to move towards her father, but the man was holding on to her thighs and kept them well spread to be able to slam into the girl harder and deeper.

He was soon covered in sweat, but had no intention to stop, excited as he had never been before. He rose to his knees and gripped tightly her sides to pull her hard on his dick with a loud moan, taking her pussy almost violently and pushing himself balls deep in her.

Yuna screamed, her muscles tensing around him, and suddenly she felt a wave of pleasure hit her with the first orgasm of the night.

Y/n moaned and kept moving, taking pleasure by the way her pussy was tensing and spasming around his cock.

"Just like that, baby girl, let daddy give you everything." He moaned moving one hand over her vagina to gently rub at her clit with his thumb, grinning at the obscene sound she made.

Yuna was breathless at that point, her thighs trembling, and she thought that she couldn't take any more.

"It's- it's too much, daddy..." She moaned, trying to arch and move away from his hand, overstimulated.

He was relentless though and soon he started rocking his hips again, fucking her wet pussy.

"No, it's not, love, let daddy show you... you're so hot... so perfect to daddy." He moaned, making her blush. "You want to make daddy cum, right, love? Do you you want daddy to have pleasure in you? I bet you can give me so much more pleasure than your mommy..."

"Can I?" she whispered, cheeks flushed.

"Oh, yes, baby girl, your pussy tastes so much better and it's so much hotter around daddy's dick, you're almost driving me crazy..."

Yuna moaned, relaxing when he stopped torturing her clit. "Please, daddy, I want you to prefer me..."

"Oh, I do, baby..." He moaned, swallowing at feeling the orgasm coming.

Suddenly he dropped forward on the bed, covering her body with his, and went back at kissing her mouth, plunging his tongue deep inside as he rocked his hips and pushed his dick deep in her body.

"Daddy is almost there, love,” he whispered over her lips.

Yuna squealed, taking a hold on his shoulders. "You have to take it out daddy, you're not using a condom," she tried to remind him, but then that made the trick and Y/n pushed with a hard thrust deep inside her, only wanting to fill her up and get her pregnant.

He howled in pleasure, filling her up with wave after wave of sperm.

Yuna held her breath, looking at him with wide eyes as she felt his pleasure inside her pussy. "Daddy-"

Y/n almost collapsed on top of her, short of breath.

Yuna instinctively hug his shoulders and Y/n nuzzled lazily at her neck

"I'm sorry, baby, daddy couldn't hold back anymore,” he apologized, not at all sorry to say the least, but covering it by keeping his face against her neck.

Yuna licked her lips and bite down on her bottom lip, worried.

"What if I get pregnant?" she whispered worriedly.

At that Y/n lifted his head to look in her eyes and kissed her on the lips with fondness.

"Than daddy will do what's right and take care of you and the baby. But you have nothing to worry, I'm pretty sure just a bit of cum for one night won't change anything?"

"You sure?" she asked, feeling the heat rise on her face at his words, at that strange image of them being a family, of Y/n marrying her instead of her mommy.

It wasn't unpleasant to say the least, not after all the months she had spent dreaming of being his woman.

"Pretty sure, don't worry." He kissed her brow. "Just once won't get you pregnant," he lied with a smile on his face.

Yuna relaxed and nodded, and Y/n felt a pang of guilt for the briefest moment but he put it aside as he went back to kiss her to make sure she was well satisfied.

"Daddy has no intention of leaving you alone for tonight, love," he murmured on her lips, moving one hand over one of her breasts. "Just wait for daddy to be hard again." He smirked, slowly torturing her nipple with his thumb.

Yuna moaned under his attentions and slowly she felt his dick grow hard again. She moaned softly and soon Y/n started moving again inside her.

"Daddy..."

Y/n licked his lips and went back at kneeling over her, pushing in her hard but without the previous impatience. Now he simply enjoyed the sight of his baby girl spread out in front of him, her pussy pink and abused stretched around his dick, her school uniform in disarray and her tits jiggling at his every thrust.

"You're such a sight for sore eyes, baby..." He moaned, moving one hand over her stomach to pet her, mentally dreaming of a time when she was going to be carrying his child, belly bulging with pregnancy.

He licked his lips at the thought and sighed, moving one hand up to pet and gently squeeze her breasts. "Such a beautiful sight... you're mine now, you know that?" he murmured possessive.

Yuna hurried to nod thinking only at the man fucking her and how much she did love feeling him move inside her.

"Only yours, daddy..."

Y/n kept on moving till he was just one breath away from coming and then he pulled the girl hard on his dick, impaling her right as he started cumming. He groaned loudly, lost in pleasure, and despite her squirming Yuna had no way of moving away, her legs trembling for the intensity of the sex as her father filled her up a second time.

"Daddy..."

"Yes..." He moaned with his eyes closed, groaning as the girl tensed her muscles around him in a vain attempt to make him pull out his cock. Not that it would have changed something. Y/n turned his gaze to her.

"What is it, baby girl?" he murmured as nothing strange had just happened.

"You said you would pull out," she whined softly.

Y/n licked his lips and rubbed circles on her hips. "I know, love, but daddy already came inside just before, right? It won't change anything if it happens during the same night."

"Are you sure?" she asked after a moment of hesitation.

"I'm sure, baby." He nodded, bending down to kiss her on the lips and distract her from the subjects. "Daddy wants to enjoy it till he can, you're just so soft and hot inside, it's too hard for daddy to take it out in time... don't you like it when daddy fills you up?" he asked, gently rocking his hips.

Yuna moaned softly, but after a moment she nodded, caressing his neck. "I do like that feeling of you cumming in me,” she admitted in a soft murmur, her cheeks flushed, and Y/n smiled brightly at her, kissing her again.

"My sweet baby girl likes when daddy pumps his special milk inside of her, uh? That's so hot, baby," he murmured and Yuna went even more red if that was possible at hearing him praise her like that for what she liked.

"Are you sure it won't get me pregnant though?"

"Sure." He nodded still kissing her. "And I'm old anyway, it's possible I couldn't get you pregnant even if we were to have sex like this for the rest of our lives. Even if I think I would really love to give you a couple children in a few years,” he admitted and Yuna giggled, thinking about it.

"Do you?"

"Definitely." The man smiled down at her.

When he finally pulled back his dick left her pussy with an obscene sound and Y/n hummed in approval, watching his cum slowly drip out of her.

"The most beautiful sight daddy has ever seen..." he murmured, caressing her legs.

He helped her get rid of her uniform then so she could lie with him completely naked during the night.

Yuna let him do whatever he wanted, lost in the pleasure and the feeling of being finally in the arms of the man she loved more than anyone else in the world.

She didn't protest as Y/n lead her to stand on all four and moaned aloud when he went down on her, licking her pussy and sucking at her clit just as he had when they had started.

Y/n took his sweet time at making sure she would have another orgasm, determined in giving her the best first night of sex any girl would want.

Yuna was still shaking from the last orgasm giving to her by his tongue when Y/n kneeled behind her and once again he rubbed his dick against her pussy. "Daddy-"

"Daddy wants you so much, baby girl..." He moaned, slightly pushing just the head in her opening.

Yuna moaned and without thinking too much started to rock back towards him, pushing herself on his cock.

"Just like that..." He moaned, caressing her asscheeks. "Show your daddy how much you like it,” he incited her, making her hear his approval as inch after inch of his cock disappeared inside her until Yuna was pushing herself against his hips.

"Good girl..." He sighed, standing still for a moment and leaving her time to readjust at his cock and the different position. As soon as he felt the girl relax he started moving.

At first slow sweet movements, then wider as time went by, progressively harder even if he didn't resume the hard pace he had used before.

Yuna seemed to love it, moving with him and trying to let him go as deep as possible.

"Daddy..." She moaned when Y/n bend down to cover her body with his own, pressing his chest to her back.

"You're so good at this, baby,” he complimented her, moving one hand from the bed to one of her breasts, squeezing and drawing a moan out of her as he focused his efforts on her nipple, pinching it and rolling it with his thumb. "And you sound so good too... are you okay with daddy coming inside you this time?" he asked while kissing her neck.

After the numerous reassurances of the man that it wouldn't have changed anything, she just nodded with her eyes closed, lost in pleasure.

"Daddy wants to hear you ask for it, love... tell me you want me inside." He pressed on it, excited at the thought of his stepdaughter actively asking him to fill her up.

Yuna moaned slowly getting just as excited at the thought and pushed back on his cock, enjoying feeling it deep in her pussy. "Daddy- I want you inside..."

Y/n moaned and kissed her neck again. "More, baby..."

"I want to feel you cum inside me..." She moaned, getting a little embarrassed, but Y/n pushed a bit harder in her making her gasp.

"Ask me to fill you up," he requested, more and more excited, and pressed his dick in her to the base.

Yuna moaned aloud, squeezing his cock with her pussy. "Please, daddy... don't get out, I like when you fill up my pussy with cum..."

Y/n groaned aloud and finally did what she had just asked, coming inside her for the third time in one night in his stepdaughter.

"Yes!" He moaned, squeezing both her breasts.

Between that and the feeling of his cum once again inside, she wasn't able to hold on to it anymore and reached the edge herself, trembling in his arms as she came too.

***

Y/n left his daughter’s bedroom only after making sure she was cleaned up and tucked in bed.

He went for a late and very much needed shower, still half hard at the thought that maybe his stepdaughter was already carrying his child, and without so much of a pang of regret for his deceit he went back to his partner's bed and lay beside her, smiling at the thought of how many sex filled nights were waiting for him in Yuna's room.

***

Somin was busy in the kitchen, Y/n could see her through the open door on the living room. Without taking his eyes off her, he took the blanket thrown over the couch to cover himself and Yuna.

The girl smiled at him, looking at him for a moment instead of the TV. That changed when Y/n moved one arm around her shoulders and tugged her closer.

They had started having sex on a regular basis barely a week ago and already he couldn't resist the urge to have more of her anytime, anywhere.

"Now, why don't you put your head on my shoulder and fake sleeping?" Y/n murmured, kissing her forehead and making sure the woman in the adjacent room wouldn't hear him.

Yuna blushed and threw a glance in the direction of the kitchen, even if she couldn't see her mother from her position. With a little embarrassed smile she did what her stepfather had just asked and Y/n softly kissed the top of her head.

"Good girl," he murmured, deeply enjoying the chance of being able to cuddle up with the girl on the couch.

Even if soon it wasn't enough to him.

Y/n sighed as his erection grew harder by the minute. He licked his lips, throwing another glance at the woman cleaning up after dinner, and slowly - trying to not be heard or noticed under the TV noise - he pulled down his zipper and opened up his pants. Slowly, so not to move too much the blanket, he took one of his daughter hands and moved it over his erection.

Yuna held her breath at that but obediently wrapped her hand around his dick as Y/n was leading her to do and gently started to jerk him off.

Y/n moaned softly, closing his eyes for a moment, and took his hand from under the blanket to grab the remote and raise the volume a touch more to cover up his sounds as the little girl in his arms kept jerking him off there in the living room.

"Just like that..." he whispered, his head reclined against the couch and his legs spread a tad more as her little hand kept moving on his hard on giving him pleasure.

He made sure that nothing would be noticed through their cover and jerked his hips up slightly to make her pick up the pace.

He groaned as she did just that, excited for her touch and the knowledge that they were terribly close to being discovered. She didn't know any better, too young and horny, but he knew and as much as he cared not to be found out also enjoyed the thrill.

Y/n went back at sipping his beer to cover up a moan as his stepdaughter kept masturbating him and squeezed the head of the cock a bit more in her soft fingers.

"Daddy wants to push you under the blanket so much, love,” he whispered in her ear, smirking at the flush that covered her face. He suddenly raised his head when Somin appeared on the door.

"Is she asleep?"

"I think so." He cleared his throat, tensing up a bit as Yuna just slowed down but didn't stop touching him. "I can take her to bed later," he offered, hoping Somin would not try to go and wake her up right in that moment finding out what they had been doing the whole time.

But the woman just smiled and nodded once. "Thanks, you're really good with her."

"I do everything I can." He smiled, trying not to moan as Yuna picked up the pace once again without even waiting for her mother to go away.

Y/n waited for the woman to do just that and as soon as he heard the switch of their bedroom click he groaned softly, removing the blanket from his lap to uncover his red and flustered cock and the pale hand still holding it.

"Am I good, daddy?" Yuna whispered, looking for his eyes.

Y/n hurried to nod and leaned in to kiss her with a deep hunger, but instead of saying anything he pushed his fingers in her hair and guided her head down.

Yuna understood what he wanted and just opened up her mouth, closing her eyes as it got stuffed full with his hot dick.

Y/n groaned softly, enjoying the warmth of her mouth, and started moving his hips, too excited to wait anymore.

"Like that, baby, let daddy fuck your mouth..." He moaned softly, hoping Somin would not come back. "Let daddy cum in that hot throat of yours..."

Yuna let him guide her as he preferred and squeezed her thighs shut as she grew wet too. She had no way of telling him or even ask him to do something about that either, but wasn't even sure she couldn't reach an orgasm by the pleasure it gave her to let him fuck her throat like that in an open space like their living room where her mother could have caught them anytime soon.

Y/n suddenly emptied his balls in her mouth with a loud groan, pressing her down till her lips were closed around the base of his dick, and kept her down as he shoot wave after wave of cum deep in her throat.

"Good girl,” he whispered breathless when he was finally done and he eventually let her go.

Yuna let his dick slip out her lips with a soft moan, looking at him as if he hung the moon in the sky. "Daddy..."

Y/n smiled tenderly at that sight and slowly cleaned a bead of sperm from her chin with his thumb, making her suck on it for a moment before taking it away to kiss her on the lips.

"My good little girl... you made daddy cum so hard,” he sighed, hurrying to stuff his penis back in his pants.

"I know!" She smiled abashedly and tried to get closer to him. "Daddy, I'm so wet..." She sighed and Y/n moaned softly, caressing her back and trying to get her hair in order after the mess he had made when he had been guiding her head up and down his own dick.

"Daddy will have to take care of it now,” he reassured her, kissing her again. "Just wait for you mom to go to sleep." He smiled against her lips.

***

After the first night Y/n hadn't had his release in her anymore, since Yuna had started protesting that he would get her pregnant, but that didn't stop him from working on his dream to get her pregnant with his child as soon as possible.

He thought of how long it could take for her to show the firsts signs of pregnancy, or finally for her to start asking him to get her pregnant, since he had kept telling her for days that it was something that made him hard just to say in the heat of the moment.

And it was, but it wasn't just dirty talk even if she didn't know yet. The thought of Yuna actively asking him to make her a mommy managed to drive him out of his bed and into the little girl’s room once again.

At the sight of her stepfather stark naked and hard, Yuna made a little wanting noise from her bed and kicked away her covers, impatient to have him deep inside.

Y/n smirked and locked the door as he ran his gaze on her naked form, admiring the way the teenager spread her legs for him. She hadn't even bothered to wear panties since she knew perfectly well that he would have come for her at night as he did now like clockwork.

"Daddy, I'm still so wet, please,” she begged in a whisper and Y/n hurried to crawl on the bed and find his place between her legs.

"Daddy is here now, love,” he whispered, bringing one hand over her pussy to start caressing her. "You're so wet for daddy, such a good girl..."

Yuna moaned and jerked her hips towards him instinctively.

"Did you touch yourself, baby?"

"No..." She pouted, looking back at him. "You told me not to..."

"Good." He bent down to kiss her pouting lips. "Only daddy can touch your little pussy,” he whispered as her arms went around his shoulders to keep him close.

"But I've been waiting so long..." She sighed, pushing herself on his fingers.

Y/n hummed, letting her ride his fingers and getting impossibly hard at that sight. "Sorry, babe, had to make sure your mom wouldn't notice me slipping out her bed to come visit her sweet daughter." He sighed, moving to kiss her neck and chest.

He didn't mention that the reason he had had to wait that long was because Somin was in the mood and he had just spent half an hour fucking Yuna’s mother just a couple rooms down the hallway. He had spent the whole time thinking about how it would have been to fuck the little girl there in the big bed with her mother sleeping beside them, or even telling the woman that her daughter's pussy was so good around his cock.

He had had no problem in cumming in her since he knew Somin had been taking the pill, but as soon as she had fallen asleep he had felt the urgency to just get out of bed and go find the girl. She was so eager and innocent, probably in love with him and ready to do anything Y/n could ask her to.

"Now daddy is here and will give you everything you want," he reassured the girl before slipping his fingers out of her pussy.

Yuna whimpered softly but he just bent down to kiss her again on the lips.

"On all four, darling."

Yuna licked her lips and hurried to comply, rolling under him and raising her ass up in an open invitation for him to take her.

Y/n moaned at that sight and grazed her smooth skin with both of his hands. As much as he knew he was doing something bad lying at the girl that way, tricking her into risking a pregnancy because he wanted it and wanted a reason for her mother to let him marry Yuna, he loved that little girl and was dead set on doing everything possible to make her happy.

He had told Yuna numerous times that he loved that position because he could take her deeper and at the same time have the chance to grab her tits while they were making love. Yuna had been taken more and more by that till she had lately started to roll on her belly of her own volition.

He had kept quiet about a third factor working to make that position his favorite and he had no intention of telling her yet as he penetrated her with a groan, starting to move right away.

Yuna moaned and immediately tried to match his thrusts, pushing herself on his dick.

He let his hands slide from her sides to her belly and there he caressed with fondness.

"I can't wait for my baby to be all grown up so I can dump your mommy and start a family with you,” he whispered at her ear.

Yuna moaned and closed her eyes as he kept thrusting into her. Y/n often promised that and she was growing excited at that kind of talk. "Daddy..."

"Daddy wants to give you a pretty baby for the two of us to take care of. You'll be so pretty with a nice baby bump, love,” he murmured before biting her neck, not so hard to leave a mark but enough to make her gasp and tighten up her muscles around his dick. He moaned and licked the offended skin. "Tell me that you want my baby, love... you know how much daddy loves when you say those words." He incited her, moving his hands to squeeze her tits and torture her hard nipples.

Yuna blushed but nodded, determined to give him whatever he wanted. "Please, daddy, give me your baby..."

"Do you want it, love?" Y/n asked, almost short of breath.

"Yes, I want you to knock me up with your hot milk, daddy..."

Y/n moaned and took her harder, squeezing her nipples. "Like that, baby."

Yuna moaned aloud, lost at being fucked that way, and she would have said anything to just make sure Y/n would keep pounding her pussy that hard. "Please, don't pull out, daddy, fill me up tonight..."

Y/n groaned and grabbed her hips to drive his cock hard and deep into her, almost violently, pounding her pussy with all his strength till he could feel his balls drawing up and he knew he was ready to cum. Only then he slipped out of her almost completely but for the head. He kept it seated in her opening and wrapped one hand around his throbbing cock, jerking off till one second later he started shooting his cum inside her with a loud groan.

Yuna whimpered at not being able to have him inside, but could have sworn of feeling him cum inside of her, even though it had happened like that night after night and Y/n had told her every time that it was just her imagination.

He had told her it was because she would have loved to feel him cum in her again after their first night and so she was trying to reconstruct the feeling with her mind, but he was shooting it all outside.

Y/n moaned, without removing the head of his dick from her opening till he was sure he had milked every last drop of his cum inside her.

With a soft sigh he rubbed it against her opening, smearing all over her pussy the cum that had followed his dick out. He had told her to stay relaxed, that there weren't any risks in him doing that and she had believed him completely.

Once, in the car, Y/n had cum all over her pussy and she had just sighed content and kept rubbing herself against his softening cock and that was the moment when the man understood he had managed to ensure the girl would trust him to do anything he wanted, believing him when he said it wasn't risky.

"Daddy,” Yuna called him in a whimper, trying to move back against him, looking for some satisfaction.

"Shush, love, daddy will take care of you now,” he promised with a smile, still short of breath.

As soon as he was done he moved away and just went to caress her from outside her pussy with his fingers. He sighed at feeling her hot and wet and covered not only of her juices but his cum too. He started to collect his own sperm with his fingers and slowly he pushed it inside her.

Yuna moaned at being fingered, relaxing on the pillow, leaving only her ass up in the air. She didn't even think he could have been up to something and slowly started rocking her hips on his fingers, pushing them deeper inside her, enjoying how he stretched them and seemed to want her to take them deep every time. "Daddy..."

"Do you like it, love?" Y/n asked with a smile, watching her move languidly as he once again took advantage of that position to make sure she wouldn't notice the way he calmly collected all the cum he had smeared onto her and slowly pushed it inside her.

If she thought that he wasn't going to make sure she would take all his cum every time they had sex, she was sorely mistaken. And he silently enjoyed knowing that she didn't know any better probably as much as he enjoyed the sex they had.

Yuna kept moving, rocking her hips and trying to have his fingers again and again. She was so eager for her own orgasm judging from the way she would whimper everytime he removed his fingers to catch another drop of cum to feed her pussy.

"My beautiful good girl... you'll be a perfect mommy one day, daddy just knows it." He caressed her back as he fingered her to her orgasm, making sure that by the time she finally tensed up and trembled with her own pleasure she was stuffed full with all the cum he could manage to get into her. "That's it, baby girl, you love this, don't you?" He cooed at her, smiling when she just moaned in her pillow as an answer.

As Yuna tried to catch her breath Y/n lay down beside her and hugged the girl to his chest, slowly petting her hair and feeling her relax against him.

"Did you like that, love?"

"Yes, daddy,” she mumbled against his neck, relaxed and almost putty in his hands.

Then and there, Y/n decided that it was a good moment to try and propose something "special" for his upcoming birthday.

"Can I ask you a special gift for my birthday?" He slowly stroked the nape of her neck.

Yuna nodded and raise her head to look at him in the eyes with a smile. "Anything you want, daddy,” she assured him, gently caressing his chest.

Y/n smiled and after licking his lips he nodded, decided in finally taking things to the next step in his plan.

"What if, when we can have some time for ourselves that night, or as soon as you mom leaves the house, we do something a bit different?" he tried, caressing her back. "You know I love when you ask me to get you pregnant, would you like to do it for once without me asking you? I would like to make love to you with you actively asking me,” he explained, gently caressing her long hair.

Yuna blushed but after a moment she nodded. "I could do that. Is that your present?"

"Not... entirely, no. Daddy would really love to be able to cum once again in you as we did our first time together, love."

Yuna bit her lip, unsure. "But daddy- what if that's enough? My friends said that if a boy doesn't pull out the girl will end up pregnant."

"Oh, love, that's not always true." He shook his head, without so much of a second thought. "It depends on what days we make love, how far from your period, that is, and the fact that I'm not that young anymore."

"You're not that old..." She laughed softly.

"Old enough to be your daddy." He smirked, moving one hand down to squeeze one of her asscheeks. "Not old enough to be too tired of fucking your pretty pussy, but that's not guarantee that my cum would get you pregnant."

She mulled on it, inclining her head as he kept gently stroking her skin. "Are you sure I won't get pregnant if it happens just once?"

"Just one night won't change anything, love... daddy just wants you to take it all deep inside for his birthday. Will you? Will you give me this precious gift?" he murmured, leaning in to kiss her on the lips. "Daddy would love so much to have you begging for him not to pull out for once since daddy has been so good and had always took it out in time since our first time."

"That's true..." she whispered, one a hair's breadth from giving in.

"I just want so much to feel your pretty pussy around my cock as I cum. Mommy asked me to cum in her once and I missed so much being wrapped in your pussy but I couldn't do it, not thinking about you waiting for me in here,” he lied with no regret since he had had no problem shooting all his cum in the woman during said night, matter of fact right as he had been thinking at the girl with her legs spread open waiting to be fucked after her mother.

That seemed to push the girl over her hesitation and suddenly she nodded. "You don't need her, daddy. I'll be more than happy to let you do whatever you want for your birthday."

"Really, sweetheart?" he asked with a smile, growing harder by the moment at the mere thought of what came next.

"Yes, daddy," she murmured, moving one hand to wrap it around his cock and starting to jerk him off again. "Everything for you."

"You're so good to your daddy… I can't wait to see you so ready to take it all, darling.”

***

Y/n wasn't able to organize a night just for them on his birthday, since Somin had wanted to take her whole family out for dinner, but he agreed with Yuna that any next occasion would have been good for their planned fun.

When Somin told him she would have had to go out of town for work for a couple days, Y/n had to fight down the urge to cheer and just told her not to worry about a thing, that he was going to take care of her little girl.

As soon as Somin was out of the way Y/n took Yuna straight to her mother's bedroom, set on having her in that bed finally. Yuna had giggled and let him lead the way, kissing him as soon as he stopped in front of the double bed and they started to undress each other in a hurry.

"Daddy has been waiting to stay alone with you for weeks now..."

"Me too, daddy..." She sighed, licking her lips at finally managing to get his pants open. She didn't wait a second more before kneeling down in front of him to take him in her mouth.

Y/n moaned loudly and ran his fingers through her hair, gripping them as the girl started moving her head up and down, really working his shaft.

"Like that, baby, so good..." He nodded, meeting her movements with shallow thrusts of his hips.

Yuna looked at him from below as she went down to take him down her throat, tightening her lips around the base of his penis and making the man almost scream in pleasure.

"Fuck- yes, don't stop..." He moaned, thrusting his dick in and out her mouth and deeply enjoying how she didn't seem to have a gag reflex. "Your mouth is so good... you take it like a whore, love,” he murmured breathlessly, one moment before tightening the grip on her hair as he pressed her head against his pelvis while shooting his cum deep in her throat with a shout.

As soon as he let her go Yuna made a soft sound as she let his dick slip out her mouth after cleaning him up good. "I love when you scream..."

Y/n huffed a smile and had to sit on the bed. "Any men would scream if he was to receive a blow job that way, darling."

Yuna laughed and sat at his side, leaning in to kiss him on a cheek. "But I won't give one to any of them, you're my only one, daddy,” she said with a smile and for the tiniest moment Y/n felt bad for deceiving her since the start of their relationship.

He cracked a smile and returned her kiss. "I'll make sure of it, love," he promised since it was exactly what he had been working on for weeks at that moment.

He kissed her again and slowly started pushing her back toward the center of the bed to lie over her and start rutting against her naked body, enjoying the freedom and the chance to be as noisy as they wanted.

"My little princess... daddy will make sure you'll be as happy as possible," he murmured pressing himself between her legs.

Yuna sighed and spread her thighs for him as she hugged his shoulders. "I love you, daddy..."

"I love you, baby." He leaned in to kiss her again and slowly pushed himself inside her. For a moment he even forgot about what he had asked her weeks before, but as he started thrusting inside her Yuna wrapped her legs around his back.

"Daddy..."

"Yes, love?"

Yuna licked her lips, taking courage before throwing herself in that talk she had prepared for weeks. "Will you cum inside me tonight, daddy?"

Y/n moaned at that question, suddenly remembering exactly what he had asked her. "Do you want me to, love?"

"Yes." She nodded, her face flushed a bright red.

"Do you want daddy to fill you up then, baby?"

She nodded again, swallowing. "I do, daddy. I love when we- when you're so deep inside me and- just like our first time, how you moaned as cumming balls deep inside my pussy," she murmured, embarrassed, and Y/n started pressing his dick harder against her, rocking his hips and making her moan too. "Tonight you won't have to stop, daddy... tonight my pussy is just for you to enjoy..." She moaned.

Y/n made a sound, his cock so hard it almost hurt him. "Do you want daddy to cum in your pussy and fill your womb tonight, darling? Daddy could get you pregnant..." He put it out there, gently caressing her belly.

He was almost sure that she was already with child, but enjoyed leading her on like that, he still wanted her to ask for it and be sure she would want to keep it once the time would have arrived for her to notice her pregnancy.

Yuna nodded after a moment, seeming less hesitant as she went on. "I want daddy to get me pregnant, I want him to have a nice baby as a present..." She smiled softly.

"Such a nice gift for daddy... daddy will make sure to put a child in you, then, darling..." He moaned pushing slowly inside her and feeling her squeeze him tight with her pussy. "Good god, darling..." He moaned, stopping for a moment before moving deeper. "I'll fill you up with so much cum you'll get a pretty baby bump even if you're not with child yet... so full of cum your belly will grow with it." He moaned, starting right away to move inside her, getting out almost completely before pushing again as deep as possible.

Yuna moaned and looked for a kiss taking his face between her hands, trying to meet his thrust with her movements. "But I will, daddy, right?" she asked on his lips when they broke apart.

"Oh, yes, I'll make sure you're a mommy by the time yours comes home," he promised, driving into her harder.

Yuna arched under him with a scream, her pussy already spasming around his cock.

Y/n kept moving with a groan, riding out her orgasm and making her pussy milk his cock.

"Just like that, yes, you love it, don't you? You just can't wait for daddy to get you pregnant and have a chance to parade you around as my new wife, don't you?" He moaned.

Yuna nodded, breathless, without even trying to answer him.

Y/n didn't stop, grabbing her hips tight and pulling her on his dick with all his strength, not caring about bruises or leaving signs as he slammed his dick in her.

"You're mine, baby, you're mine..."

"Yours..." She managed to whimper, lost in pleasure. "Don't stop, daddy, don't stop," she almost begged as Y/n pushed himself hard in her and suddenly stood still as he felt his balls draw up.

"Daddy is about to cum, darling,” he whispered, watching her face flushed and satisfied.

"Don't pull out,” she begged, lifting her arms to go back at hugging his shoulders. "Don't pull out, daddy... knock me up..." She moaned, one moment before Y/n groaned loudly, driven over the edge by her request.

He almost collapsed on her and Yuna held him close with a sigh, enjoying the feeling of his cock still seated deep inside her as the man shot his cum filling her up wave after wave.

"It feels so good, daddy..." She moaned softly.

Y/n moaned and rubbed his face against her neck. "Daddy loves it too, darling. After tonight daddy doesn't know if he can manage to pull out anymore," he warned her, despite fully knowing she was going to think it was just dirty talking.

Yuna answered with a soft whimper, tightening her muscles around his shaft. "Then don't pull out anymore, daddy... just make me your pretty cumdump..." She moaned, still believing they were on the same page about her not getting pregnant before graduation.

"Oh, I will, love," he answered slowly rocking his half hard cock inside her.

***

Y/n managed to bend the rule they had settled for him not pulling out on the night of his birthday into being allowed for two days straight since that was the time they had without Somin in the house.

Yuna wasn't even hard to persuade since she loved anything they did together and she was starting to grow less and less concerned with the chances of a pregnancy since Y/n convinced her she wasn't really at risk.

After all that time spent in bed, Yuna was pretty horny even when her mother got back, but with the woman always spending time with Y/n she had no way to keep the man all for herself.

When Y/n told her the first night that he couldn't go visit her since Somin had said something about the two of them catching up, Yuna had sighed and nodded, resigning herself to staying alone for once.

The truth was that it was Y/n's choice not to visit her that night, same for the night after that and the third too. Sure, Somin had wanted to have sex, but that had never stopped him before from padding out of their room and into Yuna's as soon as the woman had started snoring.

It was just the last part of his plan to make the girl crave their intimacy so that she would just cave in at any request he could make.

When Somin went for an evening out with her friends, the fourth day since the last time he had touched Yuna, he only had to wait for the door to shut behind her back to found the girl against his chest.

"Daddy,” she whimpered, looking for a kiss.

Y/n hugged her tightly against his chest. "Finally alone, darling, daddy has missed you so much..."

"Me too..." She sighed, standing on tiptoes to kiss him on the lips.

Y/n kissed her slowly, enjoying it fully before bending down to pass one arm under her knees and lift her up to bring her to her bedroom.

"Daddy wants to spend hours ravaging his little princess,” he murmured.

"Yes, please, I'm- I've been so horny and frustrated without you these days," she admitted with a sigh.

"It's okay, darling, daddy is here now." He closed the door behind them with one foot before going to the bed to lie her down gently. "Daddy couldn't wait to be alone with you again."

"Me too, daddy..." She moaned rutting against him and trying to drag him over her.

She was desperate for his touch after all that time without him, trying to be good and not touch herself without him present. Soon she managed to wrap herself around him when he started to move inside her, trying to get him deeper, to find her satisfaction.

"Daddy," she called, breathless, almost whimpering as Y/n moved too slowly, not enough to be a tease but enough to not give her the pleasure she needed. "Daddy, please, fuck me harder," she begged.

It was music to Y/n's ears but the man knew he was just one step away from his objective and so he forced himself to take her slowly, to not push himself deep into her as he used to. He moaned as the girl tried to force him into action clenching her muscles around his shaft.

"Daddy, please..."

"So eager, little kitten..." He moaned, even if he stopped and made an effort to appear saddened by something. "Love, daddy doesn't know if he can cum like this anymore."

Yuna stopped, looking at him with wide worried eyes. "Daddy? What- don't you like me anymore?"

"Yes, of course I love you, you're my star, my little princess,” he hurried to reassure her, forcing himself to stay still inside her. "You're my everything, babe. But daddy doesn't think he can manage to cum anymore just fucking you like this, knowing he will have to pull out at the end."

Yuna blinked, surprised, and Y/n went on. "Knowing how good it felt to cum deep in your pussy for my birthday just ruined it for me, darling, now daddy is not even sure he can even cum anymore if he has to do it outside your hot pussy. Not even thinking about it could help me, I tried with your mommy but it wasn't enough and I'm so afraid about what will happen if I won't ever cum anymore, not with you or with your mommy. What if she gets bored of me and dumps me and we'll never be able to see each other anymore?" he murmured, stroking her cheek with his thumb, the picture of concern.

"Oh my god, that's- we can't risk that, daddy,” she whispered, terrified of losing him.

"I know, darling, I'm so sorry... I was afraid of telling you because... well, I don't want you to think that I was just trying to pressure you into letting me cum deep inside your pussy." He sighed softly, terribly hard inside her.

"I know you won't." She shook her head, taking a decision and nodding as she caressed his face. "But it's okay, daddy, I don't want you to suffer or fear having to go away, it's okay."

"What’s okay, love?" he asked softly, leaning in to kiss her lips.

"It’s okay if you need to be deep down inside me to cum..."

Y/n made a sound, excited, and moved one hand to squeeze softly at one of her tits. "Really? Are you sure?"

"I can't let you go the rest of your life without having an orgasm, daddy,” she whispered softly, caressing his face. "If to have one you need to do it like this then okay, I'll let you."

"So it's okay if daddy doesn't pull out anymore?" he whispered, impossibly hard in her and already fighting off an orgasm that threatened to ruin his speech.

She nodded and kissed him again. "Yes, daddy, don't do it anymore, you don't have to and suffer, don't pull out, just cum in me. I want you to be happy. To be satisfied. Will my pussy satisfy you again?"

He nodded and started moving again without sparing a second more. "Oh, yes, it will do, your pussy is amazing, darling. Daddy just dies any time he can have it. It's going to be so perfect from now on, darling," he promised, picking up the pace and finally making her moan with pleasure as he thrust his cock deeper and harder into her. "You're so good to daddy..."

Yuna moaned loudly and closed her eyes, losing herself in pleasure. "Daddy..."

"Daddy is so proud of you..."

"Are you?" she asked breathless, her breasts jiggling at his every thrust, an hypnotizing show to Y/n.

"Yes, love, you take such good care of your daddy, it's amazing." He moaned, terribly close to the edge. "You know right that if something happens and you'll get pregnant daddy will take care of you back, yes? Daddy will take care of you and the baby, his new family."

"I know, daddy." She nodded, grabbing his shoulders. "I'm so close, daddy..."

"You'll be okay with it, darling?" he asked, pulling out almost completely to delay both of their orgasms for a bit, until he had his answer.

"Yes, daddy." She almost sobbed, desperately trying to push herself on his dick and have it again. "If it happens I'll be okay with getting pregnant." She nodded, hoping it was the right thing to say to have him back again.

Y/n moaned and slammed in her almost violently, making her arch her back under him with a scream as she started spasming around him, hitting her orgasm.

Y/n moaned and rode out her orgasm, thrusting hard inside her. "Daddy would love so much to see you carry his child, love..." He moaned between gritted teeth.

Yuna moaned softly, completely exhausted by their love making and her recent orgasm, and barely managed to open her eyes to look at him from under heavy eyelids. "Oh. I guess it will happen now,” she whispered.

Y/n couldn't fight off the smirk that spread on his face. "I guess so, darling. Daddy is so sorry," he murmured, even as he grabbed her thighs tightly and spread them out even more, lifting them up to thrust harder and deeper in her body.

He loved the way she gasped in pleasure even if she had just orgasmed. "Daddy is just going to get you pregnant now..."

"Yes..." She moaned in pleasure, grabbing the pillow under her head and holding on it as Y/n took her so hard her body slid a bit every time on the mattress.

At hearing the girl finally surrender completely at him Y/n pushed himself in her with one last hard thrust and there he emptied his balls with an almost primal shout.

Yuna whimpered softly, feeling her little pussy burn after being abused like that, but she kind of loved that pain and so she clenched around him, hoping he wouldn't take his cock out already.

Y/n moaned, with no intention to slide out of her till he had made sure she had taken all of his cum.

"Daddy will make you carry his children," he whispered, watching her with clear joy and satisfaction in his eyes. "You'll be the mommy of my kids and I'll make sure you're happy." He promised caressing her face with love as he bent down to kiss her again.

***

It wasn't until another month had passed that Yuna noticed a certain delay in her period and she started to get worried about it. Since Y/n had managed to convince her, he had managed to never have another orgasm that wasn't spent inside either her pussy or down her throat.

Y/n would make sure to caress her belly at least once a day, sometimes a fleeting touch, other times spending long minutes slowly stroking it as they laid in bed together after having sex.

She had come to love the way he would talk about the two of them starting a family with their children, about them marrying in some little church in the country and how he was going to make sure she would be happy for the rest of her life. Yuna loved the man deeply and Y/n poured on her all his love in return.

She wasn't as worried about the pregnancy test as she would have been a couple months before, not since Y/n had showed her that plans could be made so that she wouldn't have had to drop out of school because of a pregnancy. And after he had promised to help her out with their children if she was to have them before her graduation.

Still, the two red lines on the test made her legs tremble and Yuna had to sit down for a long minute before managing to do another one, just to be sure before she dared go tell Y/n and her mother.

The two adults were sitting on the couch in front of the TV as Yuna approached them slowly, desperately wanting to just go and sit on her stepfather's lap but not daring to be so open in front of her mother.

"There is something I should tell you about,” she started, catching their attention.

Y/n's eyes immediately travelled from her face to her belly before raising again to her face, a twinkle in his eyes and a slight impatient smile forming on his lips.

"What is it, dear?"

Yuna swallowed, her throat suddenly dry. "I'm pregnant," she whispered, her voice catching in her throat.

Her mother gave her a shocked look, speechless, but Y/n got up from the couch to reach her and Yuna sighed, relaxing between his arms.

"It's okay, darling, you'll see, everything will be alright," he murmured, slowly stroking her back.

Yuna nodded, fighting the urge to react as if her mother wasn

"It's okay, darling, you'll see, everything will be alright," he murmured, slowly stroking her back.

Yuna nodded, fighting the urge to react as if her mother wasn't there. The man took her by the hand and led her with him to the couch, letting her sit on his lap as she had done a million times, still stroking her back, the image of a caring father worried about his pregnant daughter.

Somin was still speechless and slowly shook her head, watching her daughter as if she had never seen her before.

"Are you sure?" Somin croaked when she was able to talk again.

"Yes. Took two tests. And my period is late."

"Who is the father?" Somin mother asked, pretty sure she had never heard her daughter talk about a guy in her life.

That was a difficult question and Yuna blushed, biting down her lip. She knew perfectly well the lie they had chosen together, but it didn't make it easier to tell.

"I don't know," she murmured after a couple seconds. "It happened at a party- I didn't ask for his name," she explained, making an effort to not look at Y/n while saying it.

The man was proud of her and silently kept stroking her back while Somin made a shocked sound and jumped to her feet.

"Are you completely crazy? How could you do something like that- what were you even thinking?" Somin shouted.

Yuna leaned back, scared, and Y/n hugged her tightly against his chest.

"Somin, calm down," Y/n scolded her, irritated at seeing the woman react that way against Yuna. "Do you want to keep the baby?" he asked calmly, looking in the girl's eyes.

Yuna had to think about it just for a moment before nodding holding his gaze. "If it's alright to..." she whispered, almost fearing he would tell her he couldn't have been a part of it, but Y/n smiled tenderly and nodded.

"Of course that's alright. You'll see, everything will be alright," he reassured her while Somin threw her hands in the air.

"How, Y/n. What are we gonna do? Is there some way to find this guy?"

"I don't- I don't think so. I don't even want him, he was just-" Yuna stuttered, panicking a bit at the thought of her mother looking for her alleged one night stand and trying to make her marry him.

"It was just a one night stand, Somin," Y/n blurted, irritated at the same thought. "She didn't even ask for his name, do you think she wanted to start a family with him?"

"I don't know what she was thinking! I don't even think she was using her head!" Somin almost screamed. "Look at her, she's just a kid herself, still in school and without a father to her own kid! You have no idea how people treats teen moms!" she said the last part directly at Yuna, almost hoping she would change her mind.

Y/n though held the girl tighter. "She won't be a single mom, I'll take care of it."

"What do you mean?" Somin asked dumbfounded.

"I mean that I won't let her face this alone. She's a couple months away from being seventeen. Then she could get married with parental approval."

"To whom though? She doesn't even know who the father is."

"I could marry her," he said for the first time out loud in front of Somin and he heard Yuna gasp softly while Somin stood there, unmoving and looking at him as if he had gone completely crazy.

"I love her. Same as you do, really." He nodded, hoping the woman would think he meant just as a father. "She's my baby, Somin, I can't let her ruin her life trying to grow up a kid alone if I can be by her side. I could be the father to her baby." He spoke as if he was absolutely certain it could work. "She doesn't have to be alone, Somin. We could make a family and the kid would never found out about this whole party story."

There was an absolute silence in the living room after he was done talking. Yuna almost didn't even dare to breath, her gaze moving between the man she loved that had just asked for her hand in marriage to her mother somehow, and Somin who looked as if she was about to have a tic to her eye.

"Are you crazy?" Somin finally asked, voice pinched. "Are you kidding me? You can't marry my daughter!"

"She's not my daughter, though. Legally we could do it." He shrugged one shoulder.

"Yeah, but-"

"I want to." Yuna interjected in a hurry, derailing her mother's focus. "I want my baby to have his father by his side. Does it really matter if it's one guy or another? I just want someone who can love the baby and take care of us both. If I can have daddy I want daddy, please, mommy,” she pleaded. "Daddy is an amazing father to me and I just know he can be an amazing dad to our kids." She flushed, noticing how that could sound too close to home. "Not like Virgil," she added in a whisper, watching her mother grimace at the reminder to how her first husband had just disappeared from their lives without so much of a goodbye.

"Baby..." Somin murmured after a moment, watching her daughter under a new light.

She knew that the loss of her father had been hard on her daughter, especially since the man had told the girl he was just packing to go dump some things in a garage and she had felt cheated by life when she had found out the man had just ran away from the city looking for fortune somewhere else.

"This is a big decision, you don't have to take it just right now and then. Maybe you will find someone else. Someone more age appropriate," she tried to convince her, seeing as her partner was a good thirty years older than the girl.

Yuna though shook her head and watched the man she was sitting in the lap of with an infinitely tender gaze. "I want daddy."

Somin left them alone when it was clear that they were both set in their decision to get married and make sure the kid would think Y/n was his father. She had cried for her pregnant daughter and for her partner that was unceremoniously dumping her.

Worse thing was, Somin felt she couldn’t even get mad at him for his choice, since he had explained to her how he was doing it only to make sure Yuna would lead a happy life. At the same time in her opinion Yuna was still terribly innocent to think she could be happy in a marriage with an older man. But even if it was up to her to decide if her little girl could get married or not before her eighteenth birthday, she still felt as if they had let her few choices.

Even if something in the way they had looked at each other bothered her, but she chalked it up to the weirdness of the situation.

Alone with Yuna, Y/n finally smiled, relieved at the success of his plan, and gently caressed the girl’s face.

“I can’t wait to see you walk down the aisle dressed in a white pretty dress…”

thanks to read my first fic 😁