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The scream I let out 🧍🏾‍♀️ this is my new favorite blog

𝐒𝐇𝐄’𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒™

contains : dilf denki kaminari.

warnings : 0.96k words ⋮ [ fem reader ] exhibitionism, fingering, lots of dirty talk, praise, hints at cucking, squirting.

Denki had changed a lot over the years, growing out of his childish ways and behaviours. He’d also changed a lot physically—his face looked a lot more mature even with the same sly grin glued to it. He was also taller, easily towering over the average civilian and his body, well, it was something that he grew to be proud of.

He wasn’t muscular but he was fit, blessed with chiseled abs and a lean form that earned him quite a bit of attention from his adoring fans. A few scars littered his body but that only served to make his captivating appeal grow more inviting.

But the one thing that Denki stayed true to was the his teasing attitude, the one he’d always had. It was one of the reasons you’d fallen for him despite the pretty noticeable age difference. You loved it about him, how he never failed to make your day just a little bit brighter. This wasn’t one of those moments.

“There’s no way they haven’t noticed…” Is the only thing that’s been running through your mind ever since he started touching you. You couldn’t believe that he was doing this now, the only thing shielding you from being completely exposed was a measly blanket.

His fingers were skillfully teasing your wet folds as he was smirking to himself at how soaked you were. You were dripping, practically leaking onto the couch while you were supposed to be innocently watching some stupid movie with his closest friends.

You had no idea what the name of it was or what it was even about, your mind was too fuzzy. You couldn’t think, not like this—not while his fingers were buried knuckle deep inside of you. They curled inside you perfectly, hitting all the spots that would normally have you sobbing into the bed and whining for more.

A stifled moan escapes you as he focuses all his attention on hitting and brushing up against your g-spot. “Psst, keep it down, pretty girl. Don’t want to get us caught, do you?”

His voice was low, filled with condescension as he asked. You slowly shook your head no at his question, eyes pleasing for him to stop both of you knowing that you were close but all it does is put a sinister smile on his face as he pumps his fingers into you harder. Letting his thumb graze against your clit, the sensation sudden which has you digging your heels into the cushions and slightly arching your back.

“Ngh-” You barely hold another whimper back, eyes teary as your legs pressed together shaking from the intensity of the stimulation he was giving you.

The same familiar heat was building up in your core quickly, one that had you gripping the coach as one last brush of his rough fingers against your clit had you cumming. Squirting and making a mess all over the couch, face flushed with embarrassment as Sero and Bakugou’s heads turn from the movie to the intoxicating sight of you writhing from their friends fingers.

You’re too fucked out to react, head still swimming in pleasure as you ride out your orgasm before Sero’s loud voice cuts through the silence. The movie being background noise as he spoke up,

“Really, man? On my fucking couch?” His words were harsh but his tone wasn’t, not when he had an amazing view of your sopping wet cunt all on display.

“Sorry, dude. It’s not my fault princess over here is so needy.” You feel yourself getting seated up, Denki’s chest pressed against your back while your legs are spread open. “I think I have an idea of how we’ll make it up to you.”

You hear your boyfriend’s voice filling the air, knowing that he’d never make you do anything you weren’t up for. “What do you say, baby? You ready to get stuffed again?”

You licked your lips as you looked back at him nodding, before your eyes met Sero and Bakugou’s as you hiked your legs up further bringing your fingers up to your pussy and spreading your folds open.

“Please fuck me, masters. I wanna be filled with your cocks..”

Dizzy af 🥴😵‍💫😍

⚠️𝗘𝗣2. 𝗠𝗼𝗺𝗺𝘆 𝗠𝗶𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱.

#𝗠𝗶𝗹𝗳𝗵𝘂𝗯 𝗺.𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 #𝗠.𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 #𝗞𝗼-𝗳𝗶 #𝗧𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

—cw: fem!reader, tit sucking, fingering, cheating.

—wc: 550.

If anyone knew what you were doing this afternoon, especially your boyfriend, they'd judge you. Hard. But little did you cared about that. It's not that you weren't worried about what others might think. It's just that her lips felt so good on your pussy that you could barely comprehend anything else.

Do you not hate boundaries every so often? I mean yes, they are necessary. However what about this growing temptation you have, the urge to break the rules, the urge to cross the boundary? Maybe it's just for a moment of fun. Although, the fun is always worth it. Similar to it, you hated how you found your boyfriend's mother hot.

Katsuki and you started dating at college. He was a jerk. Well, that's what everyone thought. So did you. Oh my god! Your first encounter was horrible. He literally bumped into you, and instead of apologizing, he got mad at you.

But now here you were, getting eaten out by his mother on the kitchen counter.

“Ngh— fuck! Mrs. Katsuki—”

A tight sucking on your cunt, “Call me Mitsuki, pretty. Or better yet…” She slurped your juices, and the looked up at you, “Call me Mommy.”

“What! No Mrs. Katsuki. I– I can't do that. I mean‐”

“Do you want your pussy eaten or not?” Was she blackmailing? No. She just wanted to make you feel good, didn't she?

“Go easy on me. M-mommy,” you avoided eye contact, getting all flustered. Haha. She found it adorable.

“Good girl. You're not only pretty—she moves closer to your neck—but smart too.” Her fingers played with your bra strap. “Is it okay if I remove it, baby?” You could only nod. She gently pulled them down your shoulder, unhooking it, and tossed them aside.

“Oh my. Such pretty tits.” Her pointer was teasing your nipple, her nails brushing on them. It really perked them up.

“Mhm. Suck on it.” You demanded, almost inaudible.

“Louder, baby. Tell me what you want.”

“I want you to suck on it. Please.” The little innocent “please” made her lose all the patience she thought she had. How come a person be so cute and so sexy at the same time?

Her pouty lips reached your nipples and grabbed them. You moaned when she started sucking on it, poking it with her tongue inside. You were so occupied in the feeling, you almost missed when her fingers danced around your crotch, then slipped in your wet hole.

“So fucking good for mommy,” she left a praise in your ear before squinting and taking a look at how good your hole was taking in her fingers. She was jealous of her own son. To think that he gets to fuck that hole every day, it was aggravating. Which caused her to be a little rough and go faster, the speed catching you off guard, you started whimpering.

“Uh! Oh fuck, I'm going to cum. Mommy, I'm gonna cum. Make me cum hard on your fingers.” It was so hot. To hear such sinful words from someone she imagined being innocent by now.

Soon enough, you came, body shivering, but she held you. Peppering you with kisses all over your body. You were so good for her. Such a pretty little slut for both mother and son.

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4 Bisexuals in a room we need to kiss 🧍🏾‍♀️

Bully!TodoBakuX ChubbyBlack YN

Okay , Okay look. I know it’s early , B-BUT! If it’s not too much of a problem, there’s something that I’d like to discuss…Bully!TodoBaku 🥴 Please humor me.

Because look at them 🥴

Imagine moving to Japan during your final year of high school and transferring into the general studies course at UA.

Think about how excited you’d be when Principal Nezu drags the BigThree, dressed in full regalia, into your class on the first day to “show appreciation to all the others that help maintain the balance in a just society”.

Like can you think about how excited you’d be to see these gorgeous men standing in front of your desk in they’re costumes. So close that you can actually smell their cologne’s fragrance : citrus, mint and caramel

You’d be enamored listening to the green haired one ramble on about his appreciation and how no matter how many people he saves we can all do our part to keep the world safe.

Think about how flustered you’d feel when he noticed you staring and he smiled kindly and sent a subtle wink in your direction.

Mentally squealing and too much of a fan girl to notice the glares his concubines bestfriends are sending your way.

Caught off guard when he catches you in the school cafeteria to introduce himself and his buddies who merely nod in response.

So happy when he asks you to join him. Scooting inside the booth to sit next to him and across from the two silent heroes-in-training. Who noticed how excitable you were with your wide eyes and big grin as you bobbed your head listening to Deku’s mutterings.

Thinking about what a little bimbo you had to be to not notice the way the greenette kept eyeing your tits that spilled from your unbuttoned uniform top or your plushy thighs that jiggled as you bounced your legs.

You see, they were all bestfriends, but the special kind. The kind that sucked each others dicks on occasion almost every night. So they knew when the freckled hero was being lustful.

It wasn’t a problem at first.

Regardless of their arrangement, they all had girls that they fucked occasionally. Sometimes even together, but there was something different about you.

Izuku was obsessed with you. Always talking to or about you. He hadn’t even fucked you yet, but you occupied his mind. And you weren’t making it easier. Always popping up to find him and bring him little treats.

“Gee thanks , (y/n). You’re so sweet.” He’d grin down at you, pressing kisses against your fat cheeks , drawing giggles from your plump lips. “Try some too” he’d encourage, saying “open up” and nudging the brownie against your lips. Letting his fingers graze the corner of your mouth to wipe at the crumbs before popping them into his own.

They noticed just how in awe he was of you and it made them kind of jealous. Like what was so special about you ?

You’re just some chubby chick from America with a bs quirk , yeah you were kinda cute No hetero but what’s the big fucking deal ?

Henceforth, Bully!TodoBaku would make it their business to come between Izuku and the chunky slut that was trying to steal him.

👀👀

I’m wit it if y’all are, let me know what y’all wanna do 😉

The urge to be a jersey chaser 🥴

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Milo we need more 😭😭 my whole body is shaking I loved this way more then I should

“Baby the Sitter.” A Dark Dlif Eren Yeager x Baby Sitter Female Reader Modern AU

A/N: My First AU Fic! Kinda exicted, Love this lil dork and just want to simp for his sexy ass. I love eren ever since the first season and junior high so expect alot of shit for him

Warnings: 18+ Content, Dub Con, Non Con, Dilf, Age Gap, Baby Play, Daddy Kink, Choke Hold, Breeding Kink, Descriptive Violence and Explicit Language, Degradation, DDLG,

Background: You are a low life college freshman who is in search in the roaming streets owned by the MOB bosses of the Yeager family business. You found an advertisement when you on a porn site and accepted the life of a babysitter of kids of Eren Yeager himself. He had gone through a rough divorce with his ex-wife; Mikasa Ackerman who is a famous model. When Eren comes from a very rough day of work; he finds his kids not home when it was his week due to the judge to have his side of the custody. You are the only one there in his home; using a spare house key. Eren no longer holds himself back from his monstrous urges and takes you for himself and himself only.

You heard a familiar truck drive into the driveway, its tires rustling the decomposing leaves of a dark fall night. You were on the couch, your phone charging by your side as you looked stoic. Unknown to know what to feel. You were waiting on the man who had been your "boss" in a way. You hear a familiar gruff voice of his, as his throat croaked out grunts as if he had been worn out from such a long friday night. You heard the same keys jingle as the man had inserted in the key lock. Soon; the door opened to reveal Eren Yeager. His fiery green eyes had been drained of exhaustion while his chocolate locks had been down to his shoulders, slightly messy. His mustache was trimmed along with his beard that was slim along with his jawline that you couldn't resist to stare. You noticed his breathtaking appearance as he locked the door and threw his keys somewhere on the couch. Not giving a sense of remorse or care. “Hey.” He greets you with upmost certainty, yet the weariness in this voice stayed. “Where are the kids?” He asks as his eyes shift all around, currently in search for his mini me’s. You let out a small sigh. No, they weren’t your kids. He and his ex-wife; Mikasa, had been divorced for a few months and you were the first to know. Eren didn’t know you well but he found your advertisement on a random website for baby-sitting. He had two kids and both him and his ex–wife battled for full custody to this day but both get equal custody. “She didn’t bring the kids.” You simply explained while attempting to prevent your arousal to be noticed.

You had always been fond of the man. Being a college student that works two part-jobs hadn’t been useful. If anything; Eren pays you the most beneficially then your job at a fast-food restaurant, and to pay off your college debts. He worked as a Mobster Boss with his brother Zeke to continue Yeager Enterprises, a family traditional business that went down for generations; that would be that Eren would no doubt be tired. He did have one thing to be happy to come home to – His kids, and you. At first. He stared deeply into your orbs that was cowering from his very feral presence from the name of his ex. “What?!” He gasped in deep protest in thought as his hair reached up for his locks to grab a ball of it frustratingly. He went down to his pocket to grab his iPhone 13 and dialed a certain number with a savage expression. He was pissed. It took at least three rings until a familiar feminine voice was in a robotic tone. “Hello?” said the woman. You already known. Mikasa. His ex. “You didn’t bring the kids. Why?” Eren asked viciously and relentless as his hand went down to his black tux to forcefully unbutton some, so that his white–shirt with tie was shown. His hand went down from his locks to rest on his hip. You felt a particular heat rising in between the valley of your legs. You shifted in your jeans a bit as your spaghetti strapped shirt had been rising a temperature. You fan yourself a bit. You thought since you were baby–sitting kids. You had no need for a professional attire. Plus, it was really hot in LA. “I just didn’t feel like bringing them.” Mikasa simply stated over the line; you could tell she had the most mischievous grin over her face. It was natural. From what you were told from Eren; Mikasa had her on satisfaction when seeing Eren verbally upset when coming home from work. So, he could take out his frustrations on her. You possibly assumed Mikasa was the luckiest woman in the world to share Eren’s bed–side.

Eren let out an animalistic growl. It rumbled deeply in his chest that you could feel the vibrations fumble within your body that caused your nipples to become a bit erect. How clueless of you; You forgot a bra. “You just can’t just keep the kids whenever You ‘feel’ like you should keep them to yourself, Mikasa! I’ll gladly go to the lawyer and-” Eren rambled but soon his frustrating statement came to a pause when the dial beeped rather loudly. “Hello? Hello!?” Eren yelled at the phone as He clutched it in his palm deeply. She hung up. You held back a giggle from his facial expression. You found it ironic that even though Mikasa didn’t give up her custody with Eren; that he still had to pay child support. The other man that Mikasa was with; Jean, doesn’t pay her expenses to support her how she wished. Eren threw the phone on the couch that rested beside his keys. He let out a loud groan that had allowed heat to crawl on your face. “Hey.” He says as his predatory gaze drops towards you. You flinch from his sudden dominance. “Are you okay? Your nipples got through your shirt.” Eren stated simply as his green eyes flickered to your chest. He let out a deep rumble within his chest as you look down at your traitorous nipples harden through your top. You grit your teeth embarrassingly. “I should be asking you that, are you okay, Mr. Yeager?” You asked while raising an eyebrow, awaiting his response, with deepest sensations within your body. “No! I am not okay! I just...fuck! I need to fuck someone! I need someone who can let me fuck them to sleep. I need fucking relief.” He cursed as he hissed deeply within his teeth.

Your body couldn’t cease the thought of being bent over and presented to the man. As he fucked you as a ragdoll, a cumslut, his bitch. He noticed you were still staring. He couldn’t help but check you out. He sat himself back into the velvet couch, his lap slouched as he began removing his tie. He motions you over to him, as if it was a silent command. You obey in an instant. You lifted yourself off the couch that was far as you shyly walked over to him. Your heart drooped, lower and lower, as you approached him with every step. He was certain a dominant man that could scare those who could be even scarier. His very presence was intimidating which turned you on. “Get your ass over here. Now.” He snarled a command that was too deep that allowed you shift your legs a bit. You were then there in front of him. Eren Yeager. “Ha, you like getting overwhelmed by the father of the kids you should babysitting, you slut.” He points out as his hands travel through the clothed clitoris of your jeans. “N-No. That’s not it at all!” You protested with a small tear rolling down the side of your cheek. “No need to hide from me. I’ll take good care of you.” Eren said with a deep hum with his sentence. He wrapped his muscular arms around your waist, caressing you gingerly in his never-breaking embrace, soon taking you into his bulky lap. You felt his growing, harden erection through the business pants he wore. It was certainly large, not even petite as a regular man. He had a monster in the middle of his legs.

He was going to unleash it. On you. You felt yourself drool at the thought of his large cock in your tight, little cunt. His large-mouth caught yours in a deep, connecting war. His tongue explored and travelled your warm cavern with flawless glory. The tears filled your eyes endlessly. He didn’t ask your consent. No respect, ambition or no remorse. He commanded you and your body obeyed. Your mind was flooded with thoughts that allowed your eyes water. You falter from his grasp. “Quit your bitchin’ I bet you wanted this since the moment I hired your slutty ass.” He mocked while his lips dipped down to the flesh of your neck. Sniffing the smell of your pheromones and hormones and soon sucked passionately on the fragile skin. You let out of a breathy moan with a small choke of sobs. He soon, slapped you. The tears never cease from falling. Your clothes discarded from your body. His hands travelled your bare body with almost no care. His large yet warm palms grabbed your breasts, fondling it harshly; the feeling of his hands allowed you to feel upmost pleasure that your pussy fluttered, along with your heart. You felt as if you were, no longer in control of your own body. He had complete control. “Quiet, My sweet, obedient, powerless wife.” Eren states as your tears continued to quiver. You couldn’t help but the heat between your legs grows unexpectedly allowed you to be aroused by the man. You couldn’t think anymore; to the point where you should submit, you couldn’t take the lust-filled dreams, the arousal and the flirting. “Mr. Yeager...” You whimpered as your legs quiver from his warm, sensational butterfly touches. You soon felt a stinging on your cheek. “You call be daddy, little girl.” He commanded in his deeply gruff voice of annoyance. “Please daddy! Use me! Make me you're cum-slut!” You submitted with the lewd noises escaping your gaping throat. Yes, you were crying. From not only the simulation but from the harsh slap he had gave you.

You look down at your underwear, drenched in your liquids that your body produced. You gently rubbed the outline of his boner within his pants. He let out a small groan before allowing his cock to spread free. You let out a smile at the sight. You got down on your knees from his lap and hungrily took his large, monstrous cock in your mouth as if you were a starving cub. You wanted to be filled, to be dominated, to be taken care of and much more. It was almost a dream coming true, but..he was so abusive and demanding. He was never the person you first met. He let loud groans before pushing your head down on his shaft. You breathed through your nose to calm your throat-aches but his cock was too large for you. You doubt it will ever fit. But you did know that he would make it fit. “That’s right, be a good girl and take it all.” He teased as he cooed gently as his mushroom tip was very deeply red. Surely, he wanted this as you did, right? “No. Not like this.” He mutters before pushing his length from within your wet cavern. You choke a bit as his cock was spasming pre. You look up at him and rose a brow as he got up. He looked down at you. He was naked. His chest was bare with small bits of hair on it as his abs were showing marvelously. You blushed at the sight of him, but soon he turned you around when he lifted you up. Your back was to him and soon he picked you up. You had nothing but your socks on as you couldn’t see his face but you could tell he was smirking with devilish thoughts within his thick-skull. You then felt something press upon your pussy lips. Your eyes widen at his tip size as he brushed it against you, slowly but sensually. You moaned at the small friction of simulation but soon, he had forcefully plugged it to you. Your put your left arm nails on his one arm that was holding your legs up. You felt your eyes go heavy from the intrusion of his thick cock disappearing and reappearing from inside you.

His balls slapped loudly against your upper ass cheek, creating a loud clapping sound as his pace increased. “You see it now? This is where pathetic weaklings belong, whore.” He says as he nips your sensitive neck. You gritted your teeth at his hurtful terms as you cried from the insults. His cock was ramming into like no tomorrow and you couldn’t take the simulation anymore. You were an and he the boot. “Serving those who live at the top!” He continued as his pace quicken while letting out deep groans. His free hand clasped over your mouth to prevent your screams to awaken the neighbors. “And you're going to take it!” he says while harshly biting down your neck that soon drew blood and his pace went deeply into your inside walls that were clenching for dear life. “Then you are going to watch me! Fuck!” He screamed as his hair tickled your cheeks as he came to his orgasm. You came more than three times on his cock and he just one from your insides. “Watch as I become leader.” He muttered into your ear as your muffled sobs had ringed his ears with the constant sniffling and quivering. He pulled out and sighed from the missing of your walls clenching on his cock. You felt his semen leaked out of you as the tears never cease. He dropped you on the floor as if you were nothing. “Oh baby, look at you.” He says while licking his lips. You were on the floor, attempting to crawl away, covered in a thin layer of coated sweat as your face was disheveled from the makeup you put on to impress Eren today, the semen leaking from your pussy was turning him on. He grabs your foot and you hissed in pain. “I can only think about one thing..” He says while lifting his index finger with a slight smirk. You turned your stoic gaze towards him, you were battered, beaten, no longer a virgin and was a mess, what else could he possibly take from you.

“You being the mother of my kids.”

credz to @/ tonystarksproperty

+ fem!reader. breeding kink. condescending ayato because that is our new anthem. uhhh subspace + slight dumbification i think. drooling. mdni or i’ll haunt ur dreams forever.

tell ayato you’d love to give him a child and have yourself sprawled on the nearest flat surface he could find, knees kissing your ears while receiving each downward thrust of his powerful hips.

“say it again, angel,” ayato teases, drunken-eyed looking at you while keeping your knees pressed to your chest, “you wanna make a daddy? did i hear my pretty girl right?”

boneless and fucked to your wits, you can only nod and look at him through your teary eyes. he’s taken all your ability to speak— reducing you to nothing but a sniffling, babbling mess underneath him.

“oh? then you’re gonna let me come inside your pretty cunt? fill this pussy ‘til it’s leaking? ‘s that it, pretty?” his lordly tone refuses to subside. how could he not taunt you when you look like that? how could he not give what your perfect and irresistible cunt wants the minute you said you want to give him a child?

“mhm,” you hum deliriously in response, little drool slipping out the side of your mouth, “wanna make you a daddy, ‘yato.”

it’s crazy to think how simple words could knot his stomach and make his balls heavier, but ayato can feel the shivers from his hips up to his spine. he is so close— breath hitching with his heart pounding in his throat.

how adorable, ayato thinks to himself. that with only his cock stuffing you full and a simple flick of his finger over your swollen clit, you can make such a face— drooling with your eyes crossing.

he is so close that all it took was that look on your face and a clamp of your cunt before he’s spurting thick and hot loads into your pussy.

he’s cumming balls-deep into your gummy walls, his and your body shivering as he grabs your flesh for leverage until he calms down.

he pulls out gently, his cocktip still leaking cum to smear all over your pussy lips. while you, on the other hand, is too fucked out to move a limb but the uncontrollable jerking of your thighs.

ayato leans closer to your ear, knowing very well that none of his words would register but still proceeds to ask, “shall we think of a name?”