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AFTERNOON SNACK 18+ [GEPARD LANDAU]

notes ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ AHHHHH i'm THURSTY for more gepard content so here i am playing my part (hopefully xx)

contents: afab!reader, cunnilingus (a lot of it), orgasm denial?, fingering, begging, hair pulling (gepard receiving), slight mention of blowjob, slight teasing? pussy drunk gepard yummy yum.

summary: gepard wants nothing more than to be burried between your legs after a long and stressful day...

nsfw under the cut !! mdni

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your boyfriend is just so sweet to you. even after long days of work and missions, he wants nothing more but to take care of your needy body as a wind-down activity, basking in your warmth as you tug on his hair firmly, thighs squeezing around his head or when his head is buried in the crook of your neck, biting on the tender skin as he pumps his seed into your greedy pussy. but right now, all he wanted to do was have his mouth coated with your tangy taste.

his lips and tongue work like magic on your sensitive cunt, fingers squelching in your warm, sticky heat. he groans into you, lips suckling on your clit as his long, thick fingers curl into your spongy patch, effortlessly pulling out whines and moans from your sweet lips.

'so sweet f'me when i come home," he purrs between licks, 'such a good girl.' his dirty talk always sends your mind into a frenzy, eyes glazed over as your pussy sparks with satiated pleasure. it coils deep within your tummy, each groan and flick of his tongue adding to your impending climax.

'g-geppy, 'm gonna cum…!' your back arches off the bed, tits wobbling in the process. his eyes are glued to your expressions and body movement, his ears open for any pretty sound you make, one hand toying with your tits, fingers pinching at your sensitive nipples as the other pumps his leaking cock.

he's just so hungry for you, the thought of your dripping pussy waiting for him as he returns home to you ignites the last bit of energy he has. the lusty need to leave you a dripping, moldable mess with the taste of you lingering on his tongue is exactly what he needed at the end of a stressful day.

he curses against your pussy, sedulously devoting himself to satisfy you. his spit mixed with your juices drip down his chin as he slows down, tongue gliding over your twitching folds teasingly as he looks up at you with hooded eyes. you look down at him with a whine, 'don't stop, 'close!', your bucking needily as your brewing orgasm dissipates. 

'beg for it, sweet girl.' he mumbles, his arms wrap around your thighs to keep you from moving, keeping his agonising pace as he awaits for your pleas. 'tell me how much you wanna cum on my tongue.'

his tongue dips down further, neglecting your clit as he graciously licks up your slick. 

'p-please,' you mewl, face heating up as you continue to babble in that tone of voice that drives him over the edge. 'please lemme cum…! 'm so close, you're so good!'

he groans at your voice calling out for him, unable to resist anymore as his grip on your thighs tighten, keeping your legs spread wide. his lips sloppily kiss your clit before his tongue picks up the pace, alternating between sloppily lapping at your clit, pressing his tongue flat as he moves his head up and down your heat, then back to drawing patterns into your swollen clit. the sounds of him eating you out is downright sinful, lewd slurping and sucking noises mix with the chorus of your sweet voice. with each skillful movement of his mouth your orgasm approaches fast, hurtling at you with an undying speed.

'c-cumming, i'm cumming!'

he grunts as he hears you, lips latching onto your clit as a finger dips into your fluttering heat, curling it upwards as a wave of pleasure breaks over your head, crashing down on your shaking body, your voice is mangled as he continues his ministrations, hands flying down to grip at his hair, trying to pull his head away from your overstimulated cunt as he helps you to ride out your orgasm, moaning at the tension on his scalp. he licks up your milky goodness, lewdly kissing your clit one last time before his mouth moves to your entrance, licking his finger slathered in your release before he moves to your puckering entrance, licking up that final drop arousal.

he sighs, licking his lips at the sight of your twitching pussy. 'you're such a good girl for me, fuck.' he wishes to indulge more, but he takes mercy on you, just wanting to be in your arms for the time being. his body moves up, staying between your legs as he leans down to kiss you, tasting yourself on his lips.

he breaks the kiss, looking down at you lovingly before he speaks, his voice huskier and deeper than usual. 'thank you baby… i really needed that.' he laughs, lowering down his body to lay on you. he lets out a long sigh, the sound of your frantic heartbeat lulling him into a calmer state. you can only huff, a smile creeping to your face as you kiss his ruffled hair. 'i should be thanking you, gepard.'

he shifts a little, a low groan escaping his lips as his still-hard cock brushes against your thigh. you flush as an idea pops into your head, it's the least you can do for him. you lift his head with both hands, kissing him gently before you whisper against his lips, eyes half lidded,

'should i return the favor~?'

he's so DISGUSTING (affectionate)

deku is so fucking sleazy bro. he tries to act like he doesn’t care for the fame but he secretly loves. having people that literally worship him ? how could that not go to his head ! his favorites are the pretty girls with watery eyes that freeze up when they finally get a chance to meet him; they’re definitely the prettiest when he’s feeding them inch after inch of his cock. all innocent and doe eyed. it’s obviously too much , your cunt literally spasming around his cock, but you’ll never admit it. too afraid to let your number 1 down. because he’s here for you right ? took time out of his busy schedule to see you and you have the nerve to whine about how his fat dick is too much for your poor pussy ? and even if you did have the nerve complain and beg him to s-slow down , he’d just pick up the pace and fuck you harder. “t’aww, baby, you don’t mean it” his voice dulcet and deep, “m’so close, can’t stop now. pussy’s so good. you want me to feel good, right?”

Imagine it suddenly came into mind that Morax is the type of being, lover, that would not hesitate to sacrifice you for the sake of the world.

"You know I love you, right?" He spoke softly as if he wasn't looking down at you with an emotionless expression on your face.

"But not enough to choose me over the world?" You chuckle, "I mean, I do know I'm not special, but.." As your voice cracked, you unconsciously reach out and clench the fatal would on the side of your stomach caused by your lover's pole arm. "To have that slapped right in the face.." You smile as small and big cracks spread all over you as blood dripped down your mouth. "Unexpectedly hurts."

Imagine as he stood there across you, as you slowly start to form cracks all over your body. As you slowly start to disintegrate right across him with a bright yet sad smile on your face. You saw the way his amber iris were shaken. How tightly he was holding his pole arm and how blood dripped down all the way from his lips down to his chin as he bit down his lips. All to prevent himself from going after you.

Imagine, during your final moments, you took a step forward towards him. Feeling light as you tried to smile still, but as you do, take a step forward. Everything went back. At the same time, Morax unconsciously took a step forward upon seeing you went towards him, but as soon as you do. You're gone along the wind.

"If I do not kill you, I betray my nation. My nation is very dear to me."

"Dearer than I?"

"Yes love, dearer than you."

Imagine the way he dropped his weapon, hand unconsciously reaching out in the air, trying to grab at least a particle of yours, but it just slipped past his finger like a fine sand.

"Ah." He let out a sound as he took up. The sky looked dark and heavy, as if ready to cry any moment.

"I'm tired." Just like that, one drop of rain fell from the sky into the ground followed by another, and then another.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

After a long scroll through the Jack Frost tag I am disappointed and will begin writing the story nobody asked for but trust me we all need.

I just wan that old Frost daddy to fuck a slushie inside me with his body temperature and is cum.

Like don’t act all stank we all had a crush on him and the way y’all are acting over glam rock Freddy…y’all can act the same way for Jack Frost.

KATSUKI AND HIS GLASSES ★ NSFW

One thing about Katsuki that he will never admit is that he loves to fuck you with his glasses on. He knows you love it too. However you tease him. You say he looks nerdy or like his father. He hates that last one so much because he’s no one to be compared to in any capacity. So, he loves proving you wrong. If unsavory thoughts about him are filling your mind, he can fuck it out of you. He loves getting a clear view of watching the spent, frustrated look in your eyes as your face was trapped in his hands. Between a thumb and a middle finger, your cheeks are squished in his hold, suppressing your moans. There’s more attention paid to the tears welling in your eyes and the small hint of drippings creeping out of your nose that you have to sniffle. It makes him smirk. His other hand presses into your back to help your hips find the rhythm you lost while getting closer to the orgasm you both are chasing.

His kisses on your lips are bruising; they establish a confidence he only has when wearing his glasses. Though you’re riding him, he has the complete upper hand. He’s a good man to ride. Never does he want you to put in unnecessary work when you both achieve the same goal doing much less. He’s got you grinding on the base of his cock, lazily enjoying the fluttering your cunt does around him. A shivering hand of yours wraps around his wrist while the other plants firmly onto his chest. His hand forces you to keep a consistent pace but he’s taunting you the whole time. “What’s the matter, yer not talking now?” He growls against your lips, noses brushing together. His hand swiftly scoops underneath his shirt that you’re wearing to grip a hip of yours. Just looking at his red eyes pierce through those lenses and stare at you made your hips quiver but, he doesn’t let up. “Fuckin’ speak,” he whispers against your skin before shutting his eyes and choking out a groan, “spoiled girl.”

You try. You really do. You want so badly to speak but your breaths are too shallow to voice anything. It’s been a compilation of light breaths and repressed moans since the start. He’s not actually asking you to say anything. This is Katsuki. He really isn’t going to get anything out of you anyway with his cock shoved that deep inside of you. There’s a brassy smack that could be heard throughout the bedroom you were in. His hand tightly wraps your ass. While he doesn’t demand words, he demands something. It provokes a whine, giving him a kiss that he would classify as bratty. Your lips crash against his so forcefully that to him it feels like you are simply trying to get it over with. It’s only a tease to you but as he pulls away, you can see the narrowed glare he gave you.

“Kiss me like you fuckin’ mean it or I’ll leave you like this,” he threatens. It’s impulsive of him, but the hand that’s around your face drops to your neck, bringing you in for a more attentive, gentler kiss. It’s a kiss that melts you into the firmness of his chest and puts a halt to your hips. The brief pause makes his cock twitch in ache, making him slowly roll his hips up into you. With a kiss so good, he wasn’t going to make his good girl do all the work. Katsuki wasn’t a lazy in any sense of the word and he sure as well wasn’t in bed. Funny how you went from a spoiled girl to a good girl and he wouldn’t say it, but you’re simply here for the ride.

He groans in desperation, wanting to cum already. Your hand rides down his chest to the sides of his smooth, velvety waist with the other reaching higher. The hero’s cautious of what the hell you have planned but when you take his glasses off and put them on your own eyes, his eyes grow) and so does the ache in his dick). There’s a complete stop from his body as he drinks your image in, vermilion eyes slowly trail all over your face. He’s stunned. You look absolutely beautiful with his glasses on and he won’t even try to hold back on that sentiment. Though he doesn’t have to when you could feel his opinion inside of you. “Do I look good in them?” You speak for the first time since he ripped your panties off. Your words are fatigued and breathless. Honestly, you don’t have to ask.

This time the words were ripped out of Katsuki’s throat as he finally let yours go. His eyes grown wide at the sight of you. “Can you see out of ‘em?”

You nod.

Then your back suddenly meets the mattress. Katsuki’s quick to have your legs wrapped around his waist. “Good,” he grumbles with a sadistic smirk before continuing to plow his hips into you. His face dives into your neck with his hands pressed firm into the sheets. His kisses to your neck are delicate, running down your jaw and shoulder. Your arms wrap around his neck loosely, feeling his hair brush against your forearms. But it’s not enough for you.

“Look at me,” you pout, immediately forcing him to pull his head from your shoulder to frown at your expression.

The hero gifts you a sweet, slow kiss before looking into your eyes. He shivers when feeling the palms of your hands cup his cheeks, a warm red blush on his face. “Fuckin’ spoiled girl.” There it is again. You suppose you can’t complain. He smiles when he says it. “You look beautiful by the way.”

“Look at me and make me cum.” Does he hear that correctly? That’s such a mind altering request, he doesn’t think he ever had the chance to hear something like that.

“I fuckin’ love you.”