Would You Be Able To Write If {Michael, Brahms, And Thomas} Found Out Their S/o Had A Breeding Kink.

Would you be able to write if {Michael, Brahms, and Thomas} found out their s/o had a breeding kink.

Breeding kink

With Michael, Brahms, Thomas

Michael

He honestly doesn't know what to do with this information but he will save it for later.

One night you were particularly stubborn and the easiest way for Michael to coax you into doing what he wants is to abuse your poor little entrance. You know he hasn't touched you for weeks and him just teasing you with just his tip probing at the entrance that awaits his full length, fluttering and welcoming him with open arms but he doesn't give in.

"M-michael please.. " you tried to beg for him to just fuck you, insert his full length into you despite him not wearing a condom right now. "Please Michael I'll do whatever the fuck you ask me just fuck me outta my misery.. " you said frustrated already, you know despite his mask, he's smirking underneath. Without a warning, he shoved his whole cock inside making you yelp and ease up around his length. He hooked your legs onto his shoulders and started fucking. His balls slapping your ass and you can hear it making lewd noises. On how rough he was being you can't help but feel your orgasm coming. You grasp whatever words you have left in your cock drunk brain and said "cum in me! Get me fucking pregnant!! " you screamed. Now, he's curious. You want his seed? You want your tummy full of his babies, your breasts swollen with milk? He's not too sure about this but hell you were such a good girl for him right now looking all needy and disheveled, maybe just this once he will fuck you full of his seed.

Brahms

The fact that he was spying on you watching porn and your fingers melting into your very Nectar. He has to know what you were watching so he can replace those damn fingers with his cock. So while you were asleep he swiped your phone and in the safety of his walls he played the video he saw.

He couldn't take off his eyes on that pussy being abused and edged by this guy's long shaft. The video was about to end until the guy pulled out a mix of their cum oozing out of her cunt onto the bed as she shivered from all the orgasm she had. You were watching this while your fingers were desperately trying to make you cum like the needy slut that you are? He didn't want you to suffer when all you needed was his cock and his buckets of cum in you.

After he persuaded you to do it with him he's already in you with no foreplay whatsoever rubbing your clit so roughly while snapping his hips with yours. "Ugh.. All mine Mine!! " he said going faster just burying you on the bed, ass up. He slapped your ass until it was red making you yelp while you felt his cock ramming itself in and out. You had no energy to tell him to slow down but gosh it felt so good when he's this rough! "Get pregnant Get pregnant Get pregnant!! " he chanted while rearranging your insides. Gosh how many orgasms have you had and how many loads does he need to fill you with until he's satisfied?

Thomas

He couldn't help but imagine how your legs wraps around his waist pulling him closer to you while he ruts your very hole. He couldn't help but notice how unresponsive you were after 2-3 rounds and he just couldn't get his mind off on how his meaty cock was a bit visible on your cute tummy while he fucked you up.

He didn't understand what a breeding kink was until you blurted out that he should cum inside you that day.

In the morning while you and his family were having breakfast, Luda Mae asked if you two were gonna have children soon since you couldn't even be separated from Thomas. You choked on your water then looked at Thomas who was already blushing but nodded that he indeed plans to have children with you sooner or later but until you get married to him.

One particular night after that you couldn't take it anymore. He kept cumming outside and on you! He was so careful not to get you pregnant until marriage. "T-thomas please.. Just cum in me! Please I can't wait till marriage I'm already yours!! " you blurted out. He stopped for a moment but then picked up the pace as he rutted into you fucking your g-spot over and over again as he groans in agreement. Mixing your juices and his pre-cum so deliciously and night after night he kept fucking you full of his loads and every time after that you felt satisfied even after you conclude that you were indeed pregnant now.

Unexpected Love

The first hints of summer were in the air as Bucky Barnes made his way down the bustling streets of Brooklyn. He still marveled at how much the city had changed, and yet how much it remained the same. Today, he was on his way to a quaint little coffee shop that he had discovered a few weeks ago. It had quickly become his favorite spot to unwind and think.

As he stepped inside, the familiar aroma of fresh coffee and pastries enveloped him. The barista greeted him with a warm smile, and he returned it, nodding in acknowledgment. He made his way to his usual corner table, tucked away from the main hustle and bustle. It was his little sanctuary.

Bucky had just settled down with his coffee when the door opened, and a burst of energy entered the room. She was hard to miss. With her bright pink dress, sky-high heels, and a sparkling handbag, she looked like she had just stepped out of a fashion magazine. She radiated confidence and vivacity.

She approached the counter, and Bucky couldn't help but overhear her cheerful conversation with the barista. Her voice was bubbly, filled with excitement about the most mundane things. It was contagious. He found himself smiling despite himself.

"Hi! Can I get a caramel macchiato with extra whipped cream and a sprinkle of cinnamon? Oh, and one of those cute little cupcakes, please!" she said, her eyes sparkling with delight.

The barista chuckled. "Coming right up."

She took her order and scanned the room, looking for a place to sit. The café was unusually crowded, and most of the tables were occupied. Her eyes landed on the empty seat across from Bucky, and she beamed, making her way over.

"Hi there! Mind if I join you? It's pretty packed in here," she said, her voice as sweet as her order.

Bucky was taken aback but nodded. "Sure, go ahead."

"Thank you!" she chirped, sliding into the seat. "I'm Y/N, by the way."

"Bucky," he replied, offering a polite smile.

She took a sip of her drink, her eyes lighting up. "Mmm, this is delicious! So, Bucky, do you come here often?"

He nodded. "Yeah, it's a nice place to think."

"I can see that," she said, glancing around. "It's super cozy. I just moved to the neighborhood, so I'm still exploring all the cool spots."

"Welcome to Brooklyn," Bucky said, genuinely. "What brought you here?"

"Oh, just needed a change of scenery," she said with a shrug. "I love meeting new people and trying new things."

As they talked, Bucky found himself drawn to her infectious enthusiasm. She had a way of making even the simplest things seem exciting. They chatted about everything and nothing—favorite movies, embarrassing moments, dreams for the future. Despite her bubbly exterior, Bucky realized there was more to her than met the eye. She was kind, thoughtful, and surprisingly insightful.

Days turned into weeks, and Bucky and Y/N's coffee shop encounters became a regular thing. He found himself looking forward to their conversations, her laughter, and the way she saw the world with such optimism. She was like a ray of sunshine, brightening his days in ways he hadn't thought possible.

One afternoon, as they sat together, Y/N noticed Bucky seemed a bit more reserved than usual. She reached out, placing a hand on his.

"Hey, what's on your mind?" she asked softly.

Bucky sighed, looking into her concerned eyes. "Just... memories. Sometimes they get the better of me."

She nodded, squeezing his hand gently. "I get that. Everyone has things they're dealing with. But you don't have to go through it alone, you know?"

He smiled, appreciating her words. "Thanks, Y/N. You have a way of making things seem... lighter."

"That's what friends are for," she said, smiling back. "And besides, you're pretty great company yourself."

Their bond grew deeper with each passing day. Bucky found solace in her presence, a refuge from the shadows of his past. Y/N, in turn, found a confidant in Bucky, someone who saw beyond her bubbly exterior and appreciated her for who she truly was.

One evening, as they walked through the park, Bucky stopped, taking her hand in his. The setting sun cast a golden glow over them, and the moment felt perfect.

"Y/N, I need to tell you something," he began, his voice steady.

She looked up at him, her eyes filled with curiosity. "What is it, Bucky?"

He took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. "You've brought so much light into my life. I didn't think it was possible to feel this way again, but you... you make me believe in a future worth fighting for."

Her eyes widened, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "Bucky, I... I feel the same way. You've made my life so much richer, so much more meaningful."

He smiled, pulling her into his arms. "I guess what I'm trying to say is... I love you, Y/N."

Tears glistened in her eyes as she smiled back at him. "I love you too, Bucky."

As they stood there, wrapped in each other's embrace, the world around them seemed to fade away. In that moment, they knew they had found something truly special—an unexpected love that had blossomed in the most unlikely of places.

With Y/N by his side, Bucky felt ready to face whatever the future held. Together, they would navigate the challenges and cherish the joys, knowing that their love was a beacon of hope in a world that could often seem dark. And as the first stars appeared in the evening sky, they walked hand in hand, ready to embrace their new beginning.

✎ baby to the rescue

- gojo satoru x reader

in which gojo recruits your baby son to “save” you from a credit card salesman

genre: immense fluff !! baby gojo and dad!gojo shenanigans~

note: based on this and this reel. with this i hereby declare that anything past chapter 235 is null and void HAHA anyway, i truly want to post remarried empress au by this week but since 261 leaks hurt me so much, i need more fluff so have to postpone it to next week :') tagging @karikari19hikariiii <3

a part of gojo's love entries

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Your husband Gojo Satoru... is handsome as hell, which means your baby son is also undeniably good-looking.

"Why do you pout at me?" Satoru poked his squirming baby's cheek while pursing his lips too. "C'mon, smile! That auntie is smiling at you!"

Everyone who passed by them in Shinjuku shopping district turned heads to admire him and his pumpkin just a little longer, and Satoru visibly enjoyed the attention. He smiled back at them, occasionally winking even.

If only they knew how pretty his wife was too...

Wait, no! On second thought, if they know how hot you are, there will be problems!

You had left him to go to the nearest pharmacy to restock some things, while Satoru decided to entertain his baby in the toy section. He basked in the starry-eyed looks people were giving him... until he heard some strange sounds and turned to his baby boy—

—who was chewing the beak of a duck toy with all his might. Satoru was mortified.

"—! Let that go! Your mama will beat me if she sees you eating this!"

Your baby paid him no mind though, desperately pushing the duck into his mouth. Satoru sat him on one of the empty racks and began the tug of war—

"Let go!" he reprimanded. "You're so naughty, gods—!"

Some people were now openly giggling at both of them. His son tried to resist by rolling, and Satoru clicked his tongue. He then yanked the toy away until his baby finally let it go, sniffling sadly that his papa wouldn't let him have the duck.

"Oh, you..." he picked him up again and consoled the pumpkin. "You can't do that, you hear? First, it's not clean. Second, mama will grow two heads to chew you and me both, understand?"

No, your son totally didn't understand a thing. Satoru sighed, seeing his little blue eyes welling up with tears. He ruffled his head and pulled him close. "There, there... I'll get you ice cream, okay? Now let's go."

Satoru was determined to turn his son back into a smiling, happy baby. But just as he was about to head towards the ice cream parlor, he encountered the most unbelievable sight—

"Miss! I guarantee you'll love this credit card features!"

You. That was clearly you, and a salesman (or a bozo, in Satoru's eyes) was trying to bother you.

You raised an eyebrow. "Uh, no— thank you—"

Yet the bozo was still persistent, like the pesky fly he was. "You can use it to pay for your monthly beauty treatments! Someone as pretty as you..." He eyed you from head to toe, blinking suggestively. "Oh my! Your skin is flawless! You have to maintain it this way! I can also give you recommendations for—"

You were wearing a flare dress that made you look so young and petite, and obviously, Satoru too was lusting after you. And true, your skin was smooth like a soft serve of mochi, but still!

You are meant for him and his eyes only! Oho, this bozo would get heavenly punishment.

He had to get to you somehow, but this was public space and if he cooked up some sort of shenanigan, you would put him in sex ban. I can't have that! so Satoru wracked his brain to think of another way...

Once again, his gaze fell on his now calm baby, who was also looking at his mama over there with utter curiosity. And an idea immediately popped up in his mind.

"Hey, kiddo, look at that, a bad man is trying to take your mama," Satoru nudged him as if trying to egg him on. "We can't let that happen. Will you help me to save her, hmm?"

"Mama..." your baby looked back at him so innocently before smiling. "Mamaaa!"

"Good boy." Gods, his baby was so adorable, he almost felt bad for doing this but...

Swallowing his guilt, thinking he would make it up later, he pinched his son's butt a little too firmly—

"WAAAA!" and suddenly, the little boy burst into tears, and even Satoru was surprised by the sheer volume of his wail.

The sudden inconsolable sound of your baby sent you scrambling in panic, your eyes wildly searching for him, completely disregarding the credit card man. "My baby!"

"Eh?" the credit card man was visibly surprised. "Oh... so, you're married...?"

You immediately made your way towards Satoru and snatched your baby from him, hugging him tightly. "Oh, there, there... What happened to you?" you shot your husband a distaste look as your son kept wailing. "Satoru, why is he crying?"

He nonchalantly shrugged. "Maybe missing his mama? Dunno~"

By now, you had completely forgotten the credit card bozo, but he still looked at the three of you in mild surprise. Satoru took this chance to approach him and whisper in his ear:

"You see, my wife doesn't need your credit card," he whistled. "My cards or lumpsum money will do more than enough."

After seeing how pale the bozo looked, Satoru chuckled darkly... before leading you and your son away from the crowd, with one arm possessively around your waist.

Epilogue

"I'm sorry— I'm sorry, okay!?"

Satoru looked down at his son in utter hopelessness, as the little boy refused to be held by him, looking at him with teary, resentful eyes, and backing away from him in his playpen.

Can babies hold a grudge? Satoru didn't know, but his son definitely was not happy with him, and he couldn't think of any other explanation other than his sin against him back this afternoon.

"I've bought you mochi ice cream!" he opened his palm to reveal the treat. "Don't you want some? Papa will give you some, yeah?"

Baby looked skeptical now, and at that moment, he resembled you so much—accusing eyes, pursed lips, exactly like the expression you would pull when you were unsure of what Satoru might do next. He almost chuckled at the resemblance, feeling giddy.

"C'mon, forgive me, yeah?" he patted his son's little beanie and offered his hand for him to take, eyes crinkling in fondness. "Now, here comes your treat, come closer?"

Your baby crawled closer, seemingly accepting him, and Satoru was all smiles, until—

Whack!

It happened in a flash. He could have avoided it, but he was too taken aback. The pain exploded in his jaw, so intense that he grunted loudly.

"What the—?! You... you—! You kicked me— in the face!"

morning sex with ethan

you’re already all huddled up together in his twin-sized bed, and when you wake up, you sigh in relief as you remember that chad did not get back to the dorm room. you have the room to yourselves. you have ethan to yourself this morning.

sweet ethan is snoring into the crook of your neck, his fluffy curls tickling you as his chest rises and falls against your body. you raise a hand to run it through his hair, and he rewards you with a sleepy, yet content groan.

“g’mornin,” he murmurs into your neck before planting a sleepy kiss on the base of it, his arms wrapping themselves around you to hug you even tighter.

“morning, baby,” you greet back, one hand raising his chin to give him a soft kiss on his lips. he pouts but doesn’t move, letting you peck as many kisses on his lips as you want. and then, ethan opens his mouth, catching your lips in surprise and instantly runs his tongue on yours.

when he breaks away, he settles back to your neck, eyes still closed, “m’hard,” he tells you, “need some pussy, please.”

“this early in the morning?” you raise an eyebrow at him.

“please,” he begs, mouthing at your neck. “i’ll do the work, y’can just lay there and take it.”

you pretend to think about it, even though you both know you’re always ready to go once ethan starts tonguing your mouth. so when you nod and say yes, ethan turns you over, slowly, still sleepy and relaxed. you laugh when you see that he’s dragging his boxers down and your panties down too, yet his eyes are still closed. “you’re not even opening your eyes for me?”

“m’still a bit sleepy,” he mumbles, flushing a shade of pink. he removes your shirt (his shirt) and positions his lips on your breasts, almost panting as he cups your right breast. then, he finally opens his eyes, looking at you with puppy eyes as he sticks his tongue out, almost catching your nipple.

you arch your back, wanting to feel his wet mouth on you, on your tits, almost gushing because how can you not when ethan looks at you like he’s begging you to let him suck your tits?

when he finally wraps his lips on your nipple, you moan, arching into him. his other hand strokes his cock, wet with his precum, and guides himself into your cunt. he grunts as he slides in, popping his mouth off your nipple as he moves his head to face you. “your pussy feels so warm…ha….fuck…”

“shit, ethan,” you feel stretched out, so early in the morning and his cock filling you all the way in until his balls press against your ass.

when he pulls back and thrusts back in, you both shudder at the feel. ethan makes sure he’s balls deep in your pussy and stops, his cheek resting against your as he whispers into your ear, “this is gonna be quick, m’sorry baby.” he whines as he tries not to move, tries to calm himself so that he doesn’t nut inside you after two pumps.

“it’s okay,” you tell him, “it’s okay, ethan, just cum inside…”

“shit…don’t talk like that…”

“i just need your cum in my pussy, please.”

ethan almost sobs into your ear, slowly pulling back and thrusting back in until he establishes a rhythm. not fast, but deep, and you feel like he’s hitting you so deep, almost like the fat head of his cock is bumping against your cervix.

“m’cummin, oh sorry, m’cummin already…aah! fuck…ha…” he pulls back to look you in the eyes, “i’m cummin’ in your pussy.”

“fuck, ethan, cum inside me, please,” you beg, one hand coming up to wrap behind his neck, “but look at me. i want you to look at me when you empty your balls in my pussy.”

“ahh! fuuuuuck, it’s all there,” he whines, trying not to close his eyes in bliss as he looks at you as he cums, “it’s”, thrust, “all,” thrust, “here,” thrust, a particularly strong one that makes you squeal, “deep in your pussy.”

he collapses on top of you, kissing you as he grinds his hips, making sure all his cum doesn’t flow out of your cunt. but it’s the first load of the day, and he almost always cums a lot during the mornings.

“i’m sorry i came so early,” ethan says, planting a kiss on your cheek, “in exchange you can do whatever you want with me tonight.”

“whatever i want?” you raise your eyebrows.

ethan nods, “i promise.”

“good,” you pat his cheeks, opening up your arms in an embrace and ethan rests his head in between your breasts, “maybe i can finally use that fleshlight on you, that you’ve been hiding from me.”

silence, then…

“how did you know about that?”

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rafe making it fit ° ᡣ𐭩 . ° .

“rafe, it’s not going to fit,” your eyes wide, your heart pounding against the confinement of your rib cage.

“don’t be stupid,” he laughs maniacally, his deep laughter booming and radiating your bones. his eyes are trained on his large cock in his hands, pumping the length as it lines up with your entrance.

“rafe!” you squeak out, scared. your nails dig into his shoulders, leaving crescent shaped indents. he wasn’t even inside you, but your guts were already hurting just from the look of his size.

“would you relax?” he breathes out, his eyes flitting up to yours. “it will fit, just breathe,” his eyes focus back on his cock in his hand, the tip nearing your entrance.

you attempt to obey him, breathing erratically as his warm tip reaches your burning pussy. your body suddenly becomes more rigid than it was before, if that was even possible.

rafe sighs condescendingly, his eyes locked on your bare core. “y/n,” he breathes out, his eyes looking up at you, hooded. “just relax. i can’t fit if you don’t relax,” his voice is low and impatient. he sees your anxiousness and just how innocent and scared you look, “it will feel good, baby, i promise,” he assures, his voice barely a whisper.

you nod your head, attempting to relax your achy and rigid muscles. clutching onto rafe’s broad shoulders as you feel his tip slipping into your folds.

your muscles freeze up again, your breathing catching in your throat. you didn’t mean to, he was just so thick and long and… you were terrified he was going permanently rearrange your guts.

rafe groans, feeling your pussy clenching tightly around him. he leans in, bringing his mouth to your neck as his tongue darts out, nipping and licking at your most sensitive spots.

this helped you to relax more, sinking into the bliss and rafe takes his opportunity, sliding the rest of his length into you in one swift movement.

“oh, fuck,” he growls lowly, the sound eliciting something erotic in you.

your eyes grow wide and you clutch onto rafe’s torso like your life depended on it. you were so full, and in one moment, you wondered if it was even normal to feel this fucking full.

“rafe,” you whimper out, his cock dragging out of your bumpy walls before he slides back in with ease. his mouth continues to attack your neck, leaving purple bruises and trying to keep you tame as he fucks the living shit out of you.

haunting adeline has seriously awoken something in me.