Let Me Take Care Of You ; Jaskier

Let Me Take Care of You ; Jaskier

Summary: Jaskier is cute when he’s red in the face and stuttering under you. You won’t tell him how cute he is when he cums in his pants, you’ll show it to him instead.

Pairing: Jaskier x Reader

Word Count: 898

Genre: Smut, PWP

Warning(s): NSFW, PWP (Porn without plot), No vaginal penetration, Non-penetrative sex, Premature ejaculation, Dry humping, Dominant!Reader, Submissive!Jaskier

A/N: Jaskier is cute. This is cross-posted on Ao3 at ItsAutumnHereFriend.

For a person like Jaskier, who is all confidence and charisma in performance in singing and bedding alike–after all, as much as he is the one boasting about his capabilities in sex, so are the women, only in hushed whispers and red faces–to feel the tremble in his legs and touch is like liquid courage coursing through your veins.

Naturally, the want to feel it more is the only thought that bothers to run through your sex-addled mind.

Your thighs squeeze against his as you grind your hips against his.  Fingers purse against clothing, two sets of hands both equally wanting.

He can write sonnets and songs about yours, but you much prefer the taste of him–the sound of him.  His whines are heavenly in your ears as they arise in cacophony as you kiss up his neck.  He captures your lips first, and his songs are just as sweet as the taste of his lips.

When he pulls away, his face is flushed, breathing deeply with his hands purchased on your clothed hips.  The very look of him has you biting back a moan.  He bucks up against you, unable to pull away from the blossoming pleasure in the pit of his stomach and yours.

“Can you-” he hums as you press your lips to his.  He isn’t the only one unable to chase his pleasure.  He nearly groans at your fucked-out look.  With you on his lap, riding away as if he were already inside you–to every god who cares to listen, his songs of you would surely reach the heavens at this rate.

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Class is in Session - Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader x Shouta Aizawa

A/N: So way before Christmas I promised my darling wife a filthy Shinsou fic of her choosing, and then I got swept up with angstcember and the holidays and it got back burnered. And I lost steam on and decided instead to gift her this! Based on a nasty discussion we had after I showed her Yato’s Patreon that involved our two favorite kitty loving men and half our list of kinks combined. Now that she has read it, she gave me permission to share with you all! <3

Also note: Its a College AU because I’m lazy and it makes everyone 18+ no questions asked.

Warnings: teacher/student kink, teaching threesome, a little degradation, voyeurism/exhibitionism/slight cuckolding? (idek, its raunchy ok?)

Word Count: 5.4k

This was not a situation you thought you would find yourself in: cheeks flushed, heart racing, stomach doing somersaults and breathing unsteady. You had been caught. By your favorite professor. Fooling around with your boyfriend on school property. He hadn’t said a word to either of you as he pulled the purple-haired man off you by the back of his blazer and captured your wrist tightly in his other hand. Dragging the pair of you back to his classroom before finally releasing his hold on the two of you.

You couldn’t help but flinch at the sound of him slamming the door shut behind you, your stomach churning as you heard the lock click into place. He still hadn’t spoken, instead simply pointing to his desk and the two of you shuffled in front of it silently. Neither of you could look him in the eye it seemed as he took his place in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at you both.

You shifted your weight from side to side, arms folded behind your back where you could dig your nails into your wrist to keep from fidgeting under your professor’s scrutinizing gaze. You glanced quickly to the man next to you, who likewise had his eyes glued to the floor as one hand rubbed at the back of his neck awkwardly—his face seemed to be almost as flushed as your own. Despite being your favorite professor, Mr. Aizawa was a stern man and you couldn’t bare to think how much trouble the two of you were in right now. Still, you wished he’d say something, anything at this point…

“I am very disappointed in you,” Aizawa began in that gruff tone of his, the one reserved for students who caused trouble in his lectures and it made you gulp, “Shinsou.”

You flicked your eyes up to look at your professor, brows furrowed as you tried to figure out why your boyfriend was being singled out in this. Did he think that he was taking advantage of you or something? You glanced towards your boyfriend, whose shoulders had slumped at his mentor’s words, head hanging in shame.

“Profess—” You tried to open your mouth to reason with him, to explain you were just as guilty but Aizawa held up a single finger to demand your silence and you bit your lip to comply.

“I’ve taught you quite a bit since you arrived here, and though you’ve flourished thus far, it would seem there is still one lesson I have to teach you.” Aizawa stated evenly, his face just as blank as always, you could never tell what he was thinking and that made you uneasy.

“I understand, Professor.” Shinsou replied softly, still unable to look the older man in the eye.

“Good.” Aizawa said as his gaze moved between the pair of you for a moment before speaking again. “Now, kiss her.”

“I-i—what?!” Shinsou blurted out, a bit louder than he had meant to as his violet eyes finally locked with his mentor’s gaze and his jaw went slack trying to make sense of what he had just heard.

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Nina dumb af

the entire locke family shares two braincells

bode has at least one at all times

the other bounces between bode, kinsey, and tyler

nina never gets a turn

Notice // 3

Bakugo Katsuki X Reader (BNHA)

Warnings: Swearing, duh!

You just can’t leave well enough alone.

Masterlist Here!

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Beautiful and Damned 9 - Unsteady [Geralt of Rivia x Reader]

A.N: My darlings, your wonderful feedback makes me so happy, thank you! Please don’t forget to tell me what you think of this chapter, kisses!

Reminder: This story will not follow the show’s plot, so even if you haven’t watched the series, you can still read it.

The previous chapters are on my masterlist!

Summary: Rejection is always heartbreaking.

Word Count: 3469

Warnings: Mentions of violence and death, poverty.

Rejection was a strange thing.

Through the whole night until the first lights of the sun shed into the room, you kept turning in the bed, trying your hardest to ignore the storm of thoughts in your mind. The room got brighter and brighter, the chattering from outside and the chirping of birds filling the air and Cassie walked around in the room, but you didn’t even have the energy to answer her questions.

You should’ve known she wouldn’t just let it go.

“Are you sick or something?” Fin’s voice reached your ears and you rolled your eyes, then rolled onto your back.

“No.”

“It’s noon.”

“So?”

“If you’re still sulking over being awkward with Geralt-“

“Don’t.” you shook your head, then sat down and pulled the furs with you, playing with the hem of your long nightgown. Fin tilted his head, pulling his brows together.

“What happened?”

“I wish to stay in bed today. And tomorrow.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to.”

Fin scoffed, “Not good enough,” he said as he climbed to the foot of the bed carefully, “Tell me.”

You tried to blink back the tears, then heaved a shaky breath and narrowed your eyes at him,

“This is your fault, you know.”

“You’ll have to be more specific than that.”

“You encouraged me to- to pursue my interest,” you stammered, “You basically pushed me, and now I’m in disgrace-“

“What are you talking about?”

“Geralt,” you said, “I’m talking about Geralt.”

“What of him?”

“I made a fool of myself,” you snapped at him, “Your- all your talk about how he looks at me and all that nonsense, it was false.”

“No it wasn’t-“

“Fin,” you cut him off, “He doesn’t want me.”

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Apostate 1

Warnings: violence, further tags to be added in next chapter.

This is dark!(hydra!)Steve and explicit. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: You notice something about Steve.

Note: Okey dokey. Here’s the long awaited Hydra Steve! There will be a second part and this will be reblogged with tags as well. Thanks to everyone for the encouragement. If y’all want the inspo for this one, here it is. Thank you. Love you guys!

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It started with a look. Funny how the eyes could betray so much; elation, devastation, knowing. The dilation of a pupil, the glare of an iris as it caught the light, the dullness that could mute feigned surprise. 

Steve was a bad actor, or perhaps it was an unusual slip. Perhaps there was more to the performance; a secret harboured so long it grew light and easy. That it no longer took great effort to carry.

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