IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE YISU JO???? THE GLASSES??? THE FACE TATS??

IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE YISU JO???? THE GLASSES??? THE FACE TATS??

Im going fucking insane at the thought that he has those tats on his biceps omg

Hinata tachibana: ✍️✍️✍️✍️

the way he speaks // w. afton

tw: smut, plus sized fem reader, age gap, boss/employee, lots of cum, tiny bit of degradation (and i hate it but it fits), mentions of blood, william is v condescending and mean but he loves you ok, corruption kink, mentions of michael liking reader, pet names, pervy william, period play, cunnilingus, this isn't a coherent story so each sentence doesn't necessarily take place in the same time frame

"Hiya, I'm William. Your new boss. You must be Y/N!" William beams, outstretching his hand. The moment your skin touches his he knew he had to have you.

It starts off slow, he's gentle and kind. Playing the devilishly handsome caring boss. He's a divorced single-father of three despite his children being grown. "Ah, you must know Michael and Elizabeth. They work at other locations for me, we traveled there you and I, just this last week. Remember?"

But it evolves into more. Lingering touches and excited glances. Fingers brushing together as you pass each other in the pizzeria's corridor. "You're so pretty, hard to believe such a pretty face has no one chasin' after her, huh?" His fingers caress your face, a seemingly innocent gesture for those who didn't know he was your much older boss.

"Them stupid boys. Don't know what they're missing." William's smile is particularly debonair though his gaze is feline with the way he watches you. He sends a quick wink before returning to his paperwork.

And ends with you falling into his office, tugging off each other's clothes after the pizzeria is closed. Your hands flying for his belt, the heat of the buckle searing into your hand as you free his length. "Couldn't take how pretty you looked anymore. Had to do something. Anything."

"Spread your legs for me, sweet thing." William speaks gruffly, hand tightening into a fist around his leaking hard cock. "Gonna make you my pretty little housewife."

"Stick out your tongue and say 'ahh'. Now, swallow. That's a good girl." His thumb swipes along your lower lip, scooping up any fallen cum and pushing it back between your closed lips.

"You can hardly take one cock in this tiny pussy, how will you ever fit two?" He prods the dildo just beneath where his cock sits wedged deep inside, pushing the head against your walls as your hole gives away and opens, greedily sucking in the faux dick.

"I'll kill those fucking pricks for touching you. C'mere, doll, daddy's gotcha." He's collecting you in his arms, peppering kisses around your face.

"So sweet, so pliant. So needy." His hands grip your stomach, driving your hips back and forth on his length.

"You can take another one, right? Can your pussy take a sixth orgasm? Bet you can. Gotta make you squirt." His fingers hover over your trembling clit, oozing a mixture of your juices and his cum.

"My pretty employee. Now, what would your coworkers say if they saw you sucking the boss's cock like a desperate whore?" He fists your hair, grinning as you choke on his cock. His hips rut against you, forcing more of his length down til he's spraying cum at the back of your throat.

An arrogant scoff. "You really think your period would put me off of eating you out? Lie back, orgasms are supposed to help with cramps. Can't wait to be dripping red while I devour your perfect cunt."

"You really know how to take it out of me, princess." He grunts over the phone call, grasping his weeping cock tight. He zooms in on the picture you sent, eyeing the purple dildo stuffed deep within your ass, a near perfect copy of his own dick.

Long fingers caress your face. "I can see why Michael is so smitten with you. You're beautiful. Ethereal, even." Before he's pulling you into a kiss, tongue parting patient lips as he swallows in your moans.

A harsh pain against your ass cause you to yelp. William grasps your pants, holding fast and pulls the band up through your ass cheeks, whistling lowly. "Never knew you had such a fine ass, doll. I'm very glad I started making you wear this little skirt to work."

William writhes above you, throwing his head back. "You're fuckin' killing me. Your family will kill me more if they know a grown man is defiling their twenty-something year old daughter." A smirk lifts to his face.

"Put on a little show for me. I wanna watch." William sits in his office chair, legs spread and pink cock exposed to the cool air. He shudders with delight practically shaking with vibrations as you bare yourself to him.

His touch is careful, practiced. Pulling you to sit in his lap and grind your clothed cunt against his weeping cock. "Fuck, just like that. God, look at how you make me leak."

William's wide-eyes remain ever focused on how the precum taints the pretty fabric of your underwear. An evident dark spot makes his eyes roll back into his skull. "Fuck, fuck, fuck--you're gonna be the death of me, doll."

You move your panties to the side and eagerly lower yourself onto his bare cock. Eager to feel him for the first time, you wanted it to be raw.

"You're not even all the way down my cock and I'm gonna fuckin' burst. You're perfect. Fuckin' hell, doll."

✨ BOOKS TO READ ON YOUR HYPERGAMOUS JOURNEY!!! ✨

Stop using the pandemic as an excuse for not developing yourself and your social skills! It’s important to devote time to studying hypergamy, dating, social climbing, and femininity. Although nothing can replace real life interactions, reading books on the topic can help prime you for when these interactions do occur. Devote yourself to daily reading, ladies. 

DATING

- Shanghai Girls: Uncensored & Unsentimental: How Formidable Chinese Women Use Their Feminity to Get Wealth and Power, By Lan Lan

- Ho Tactics, by G.L. Lambert

- The Geisha Secret, by Hanako

- How To Marry The Rich, by Ginie Sayles 

FEMININITY

- Simply Irresistible, by Ellen T. White

- The Geisha Secret, by Hanako

SEDUCTION

- The Book of Courtesans, by Susan Griffin

- The Art of Seduction, by Robert Green

- The Seduction Mystique, by Ginie Sayles

- The Geisha Secret, by Hanako

SOCIAL CLIMBING

- Meet the Rich, by Ginie Sayles

- The Old Money Book: How To Live Better While Spending Less, by Byron Tully

- Modern Etiquette Made Easy, by Myka Meier

- The Social Climbers Bible,  Dirk Wittenborn

Sugar Manipulation

I’ve realized there are many posts about utilizing manipulation to get what you want, but not really any posts on how, exactly, to manipulate. Here I will attempt to hash out some typical sociopathic tendencies that anyone in the sugar world can use to their advantage. There is a reason these kinds of people are CEOs, world leaders, and all-around powerful people.

 1. Study your target. If a pot is shy, reserved, unsure of himself; or on the flip side he is bold, takes charge, and knows what he wants, then make note of this. Notice the way he texts, the way he speaks on the phone, the way he treats the wait staff, everything. Every nuance of his character. Does he respond to the Boss Bitch or the Sweet Angel type of sugar baby? Does he want the typical girlfriend experience or does he want the fiery vixen?

2. Create a persona. Also called a “mask”. After you’ve figured out what kinds of words and personality type that your pot responds positively to, study up on a real life or fictional character that best displays those traits that you are going to emulate. Learn the way they turn a phrase. Learn their facial expressions. Learn how they dress. The more exaggerated these things/actions, the better.

For example, your pot likes a woman in charge. Someone who has her life together. A Boss Bitch. So let’s go with Beyonce - how does she treat the men in her life? What are her facial expressions when she’s pleasantly surprised? Affectionate? Scared? What is her day-to-day speech like? The phrases she uses? How does she dress? Is she sweet and kind, or does she shrug off the haters? For this pot, you are going to become his own personal Beyonce.

3. Lure him in with your emulated demeanor. Turn up the charm. Use your stunning ability to read your pot like a book. In fact, turn up so much charm it becomes obvious. Tell him exactly what he wants to hear. ALWAYS be assessing him for ways to cater to his psyche. Disarm him with how perfect you are for him. Pay attention to his needs, and give it to him. Act like you were MADE for him. You were BORN for him. You are perfect for him, and he will never meet anybody like you.

Seduce him properly and you will be successful. The most important part of this is to never let your mask slip. Do not forget anything you have said to him or what he thinks you are. 

then they were roommates ┃ sweet deception with thoma

CW. NSFW (MDNI), afab! reader with no set of pronouns, roommate! thoma, use of sedatives, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it!), pervert! thoma, noncon, he takes pics of you, male masturbation, pervert and a bit ooc thoma ♥︎

AN. another reposted work. i promise that i'd be posting new ones soon <3 just a little more from my part on actually editing the drafts that i have here but anyway, enjoy our ooc pervert, roomie thoma!

thoma is the sweetest roommate you’d ever ask for!

besides the fact that he constantly reminds you of the tasks you have absentmindedly forgotten or prepares breakfast in the morning, he also helps you with your projects whenever he has some time to spare.

you also want to take note of the tea he always makes!

“hey thoma! you haven’t told me what brand this tea is.”

the weekend had just arrived and you were left sprawled in the comforts of your blankets while watching another rom-com with thoma. he was laid adjacent to your side, the two loveseats occupied by your tired bodies.

“silly, how many times do i need to tell you that i handmade this! you can help me pick up the ingredients tomorrow morning if you want,” thoma offers with a smile. he can see how you immediately perked up in interest, nodding your head in agreement. “well, just make sure that you sleep early now since i often leave around 5.”

and he hears you grunt afterward.

“come on now, you wouldn’t miss an opportunity like this, yeah?” he encourages you, standing up from his seat. he eyes you, taking a huge sip of your tea before dropping down the cup on the nearby table. he shudders, a satisfied sigh escaping his lips before he reaches out both his hands to help you stand up.

as you do, you can feel your body slipping into a relaxed state, almost stumbling and falling back into the seat. but thoma was fast and had an arm wrapped around your body, gently cradling you in his warmth.

“easy now,” he mumbles. it felt quite nice to be wrapped in his embrace as the nature of his being caring seeps through while he guides you to your room. “getting sleepy now, aren’t you?”

you hummed, feeling the softness of your blanket caressing your skin as thoma gently lays you down on your bed. as each second passes by, you find your eyes can barely keep themselves open. and before you were consumed by sleep, you can hear the faint whisper from your roommate, a sweet smile etched on his face.

“sweet dreams f/n.”

it was truly sweet, thoma had always been like this every day and you barely notice the patterns. he is someone so kind, dependable, selfless, and caring so you trust him. there’s never a reason to doubt him, not when he had you gullible just as he wanted to.

don’t get him wrong but thoma genuinely cares for you. he likes you, a lot. but the intensity of his emotions quickly becomes too much for him to handle. you were so pretty, so perfect in his eyes that he can’t help but give you what he thinks you’d want, what you’d like, what you’d find worthy of your affection.

but he thinks that fucking you when you’re asleep is something you wouldn’t approve of.

when he sees the steady motion of your chest, lungs pumping air in and out of your relaxed and vulnerable state, he’s quick to adjust your body, letting you lie flat on your back and your legs pressed on each side. you’ve always looked beautiful to him, no matter what you wear, no matter how unkempt your hair was.

and he finds you most beautiful spread out like this for him to take. an angel you are in his eyes.

he groans when he feels his cock ache inside his tight pants. you’re just that perfect, fuck, he’s so damn lucky that he’s the one who gets to share this apartment space with you and not just a random bastard who wouldn’t treat you like he does.

he just hope you wouldn’t find out the debauched person he can be.

thoma wants to put all the blame on you. you should be held accountable for how adorable you are, and how your beaming eyes always had him hooked whenever you tell him what happened in uni. you should know that he’s utterly smitten from how much you cling to him, trusting him to the point where you don’t even notice that the tea he makes was the very reason why he had you pressed down like this.

of course, he wouldn’t dare hurt you. he’s not an asshole who just takes advantage of you like this and ends up hurting you in any way or form. thoma would spend the time preparing you, holding you, and pleasing you before he could even please himself.

as he had your legs spread open, he would gently remove your pants, revealing you in your underwear. he finds it cute how you wear this particular pair every weekend, the soft pastel red cotton undies he always love!

then he would notice how you’d shiver, feeling the cold gust of wind welcoming your flushed skin. thoma would cover you up with the blanket he made for you, smiling as he remembers how you were elated to receive this from him.

as he provides you a source of warmth, he would continue and leave kisses on your thighs, his large hands pressing down to spread your legs wider. he dares not leave any hickeys, as much as his mind tells him to mark you already. he can do that later when you’re finally sober enough to know what the hell he’s doing.

after leaving feather-like kisses on both your thighs, thoma would press two of his fingers between your clothed cunt, sliding up and down your slit. he can hear the gentle hums of satisfaction escaping your lips.

“even when you’re in deep sleep, you’ve always loved being pleasured like this, huh?” he whispers, putting in some pressure that the tip of his finger glides down your clit. “we wouldn’t want to mess this though,” he adds before he hooks two of his fingers to the band of your underwear and slowly pulls it off your body.

with your lower half exposed for his eyes to feast on, thoma almost came at the sight of your cunt slightly shimmering from your slick. he curses under his breath, impatient because he just wants to shove his cock but had put an immense focus so to mentally stops himself.

before he even loses control, he moves his head down and has his lips close in your cunt. he hums, satisfied, tasting you as his tongue laps up and down your clit. he can finally taste you, so sweet against the sensitive flesh of his mouth. you were addicting, thoma can’t help but give your pussy lips a kiss before he had his whole mouth sucking on your poor cunt.

he felt your thighs occassionally close back from the sensation, your eyebrows furrowing that your sleep-induced state tries to focus on the pleasurable feeling you’re receiving between your legs.

“you’re so damn cute,” thoma mutters before he goes back on assaulting your sensitive clit. he wants to hear you moan, to hear you whimper about how good he’s treating you, how good he was on eating you out, on pleasing you but that can wait.

after flicking his tongue on your sensitive nub, he had two fingers slowly pumping in and out of your hole. you were so wet, so ready for him to take but he wants to make you cum first. thoma goes back on sucking on your clit as his fingers smoothly go in and out of your hole, adjusting it to reach the most sensitive spot inside that he knew by heart. you were so warm, so tight around two of his digits.

the pleasure he gets from fucking you like this had him rutting his hips down the bed, cock itching to shove itself inside your warmth and have your tight walls snuggle it closer. his pants' already ruined from his pre. he groans as he does so, eyes peering up to witness how your back softly arched from the vibrations he had let go on your clit. thoma can feel how close you are, your warm walls sucking him in with fervor.

“that’s it f/n. go on, cum for me,” he says even if you won’t even hear him or know that it was him pleasuring you like this. your walls clamped on his fingers, your hole gushing out so much slick as thoma didn’t stop sliding his digits in and out to ride your high.

your body was still shaking a bit from the aftermath of your orgasm when thoma swiftly moved up and pulled his hard and aching cock out of his already-ruined pants. he hissed as the warmth of his hands made contact with his skin, quickly rubbing the bulbous head on your cunt to relieve himself from the pain.

“‘want you so badly, f/n, just let me—” slowly, he pushes himself inside your walls, grunting at the sudden tightness engulfing him. he eyes your body, those emerald hues watching every twitch of your eyebrow and how your chest lets go of a shaky breath as he finally pushes all the way in. “fuck, you feel so good around me.”

thoma’s head was spinning at the view he’s getting of you even more when he looks down to where you’re both connected. his long girth feels just perfect to be inside you, smoothly sliding in and out. hell, he wanted to roughly bend you in half and shove himself as deep as he could but you might wake up. he doesn’t want that but fuck, you’re making it so hard for him.

in seconds, he rocks his hips against your body, his thighs softly smacking against your butt as he slowly ruts himself in your core. thoma bites down on his lips, focusing on being gentle while getting the most out of your cunt. he closes his eyes, savoring how your walls sucks him in, tightening every time he bottoms out. he was so big yet he had managed to have you adjust to his size perfectly, molding you to have his cock alone.

he was close, the pleasure so intense on bis lower half he had somehow let go of his focus and started a rather quick pace in fucking you. he hears you whimpering, his mind thinking that you’re awake and was ushering him to go faster, that you’re close too, that you want him to make a mess out of you.

“anything for you, f/n. fuck, i’d do anything for you,” he utters with a moan, sweat glistening on his forehead, his balls slapping oh so loudly against your thighs covered with your slick. and he pulls out, groaning as his cold hands started to jerk on his sensitive cock before he lets out his thick cum just right outside your hole.

thoma could barely keep in his moans, shivering at how he coats your pussy lips with his load that you looked so damn messy but fuck, you’re just so beautiful in his eyes.

“i love you,” he whispers but gained back his focus in seconds when he hears you humming. his eyes darted back to your face only to see that you’re still fast asleep.

thoma sighs, shaking his head, and went back down to look at your cum-stained cunt. he could just jerk again at the sight but doesn’t want to wake you sooner than he’d think he might. but, before he puts your legs back down and it let relax, he pulls out his phone from his pocket and quickly took pictures of your body, more on how he ruined you below, angling it where he can see how he had claimed you to be his.

with this sweet smile on his face, he bends down and slowly left a kiss on your forehead.

“sweet dreams, angel. i hope that we can spend more time soon.”

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