LET'S HAVE A D*CK MEASURING CONTEST WOO

LET'S HAVE A D*CK MEASURING CONTEST WOO

No I'm not drunk or crazy or anything, just answer the poll 🔫

I am ✨ Curious ✨

♡ Things Rio has said during sex ♡

“Baby- fuck… oh, one more pleeeeeasee”

“Take it slow… good girl, you're doing so well.”

“Can I cum inside? Pretty please, Please~”

“You're so beautiful. Fuck, no, don't cover your chest! let me see all of you”

“This slutty pussy is so fucking beautiful”

“I'd say you're enjoying this because of how tight your pussy is around my cock”

“My dick is better than his, right? Say I'm right you pretty bitch.”

“Oh fuck…fuck..fuck fuck..noo…I don't wanna cum this fast”

“Baby don't tease me, please just put it in”

“I’m just your dumb little manslut~~ please fuck me”

"mommy, I want you so bad"

"Call me your good boy again...mmh..that gets me going"

"Sorry, I think I broke your headboard."

"What?! Noo! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to curse! I'll be a good boy, please, I promise! let me cum!"

"I'm jealous... Tell me this pussy is all mine~"

"You're so wet for me, Does hearing me beg turn you on this much?"

"No, No, No! Not here!!! Sariel will catch us... Wait, don't stop!"

"I love you so much...mmh.. I love you more than anything and anyone, more than life itself."

"...Babe, your cat just walked in... it's staring at us."

"You look so good in this dress, keep it on."

*whispers* benitoitian cock *leaves*

*Whispers* My favorite.

Goodnight

[Good boys cum. / Keith Howell]

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut. Some light bondage, riding, oral (F and M), cunnilingus, collaring, begging, unprotected sex. pet names: Good boy. // Fem!Dom

You tighten the soft rope around his wrists, making sure to secure it to the bed so that he can’t break free. Keith looks at you with awe, an embarrassed blush coating his cheeks. He pays close attention to how you tie the rest of the rope, and makes a mental note to learn some knots in the future so that maybe he could tie you up too. His face reddens, an even deeper blush adorning his cheeks as he realizes how perverted that thought was. Just why did he think of tying you up?! That was so inappropriate… Plus, why would you even want or trust someone like him to tie you up…

Your hand brushes against his thigh, startling him out of his thoughts, and making him let out a surprised yelp. “Do you like it?” You asked him, admiring your ropework. Keith looks down at the ropes, admiring the way that you tied them. “Yeah… It looks very well done.” He says, smiling at the end.

“That’s good!” You clasp your hands together, trying to decide what you’ll do now that you’ve tied him. “Hmm…” You ponder, thinking up everything that you can do and weighing out your options.

You decide to tease him for the time being, and run your hands along his body.

Keith sighs, feeling your hand run over his arm before you squeeze his bicep. He looks at you impatiently, wondering when you were really going to start touching him.

You lightly tug on his collar, and he visibly trembles when your hand glides over his abdomen. You leave a chaste kiss on his inner thigh, sucking a small red mark on it. “Please do something.” Keith whines, getting frustrated by how you were touching him so little, avoiding the place where he wanted you to touch him the most.

“Like what?” You asked, playing dumb.

“Like…” His voice trails off unsure, and he gulps anxiously.

“Touch me more.” He demands, “I’m already touching you, aren’t I?” You teased him, enjoying the tormented look on his face as he averted his eyes. “Yeah but…”

“I want you to actually touch me.” He admits, ignoring the shame that was bubbling in his chest, as he was sure that the other Keith would later make fun of him for not being able to say what he wants.

“Like this?” You hum, your hand running over his cock. Keith stiffens, his legs trembling at your touch as you stroked his cock. “Yeah…” he whispers. Your fingers wrap around his cock's base securely, and you stroke it once, leaning down to give it a teasing lick before continuing to pump it.

“Oh, yeah.. like that.” Keith groans, his hips rocking up to grind against your hand. “I didn’t think you could move this much.” You comment, somewhat surprised by the fact that he’s not entirely strapped down to the bed. Though, you didn’t really tie his legs down so that he couldn’t move.

“Oh, Sorry! Was I supposed to be unable to move this much?” Keith asks in a frenzy, “If you want, then I won’t move at all-”

“Ah, No. It’s okay.” You quickly cut him off, not wanting to hear him become nervous. Your hand pumps his cock, and Keith’s head falls back against the pillow blissfully. He moans as you squeeze his cock, his breath hitching in his throat as he feels himself getting closer to climax.

“Ah..” He moans as you pick up the pace, stroking his cock faster and rubbing its head. “Oh, fuck.” He curses under his breath, feeling hot. He was so close to cumming just by your hand alone. He feels embarrassed all over again.

"Ahh…" Keith cries out, tugging on his restraints when you squeeze his balls out of the blue. "Don't do that" He whines, "I'll cum too fast… guys are supposed to last long" The last bit of his sentence makes you chuckle.

Just a few strokes more and his hips are shaking, his cock throbbing in your hand as his groans get louder, and you rub his frenulum. "Don't be shy, Keith." You tell him, watching him writhe under you. "Good boys cum" You whispered in his ear.

You jerk him off faster, deliberately applying more pressure to his cock with some of your strokes until you feel his hips shake, and he thrusts up into your palm, your name spilling from his lips. His cock cums onto your hand and makes a mess out of your fingers, throbbing as Keith's whole body gets hot, making him break into a sweat until he feels the tension in his muscles fade, and his body slowly going pleasantly limp. Keith trembles, trying to get away from your touch as you continue to stroke his sensitive cock through the waves of his climax.

“Ah, fuck..” Keith rasps out, his eyes getting teary. He can't take any more, and the stimulation was too much.

You press a kiss against his lips to shush him, and he moans as your tongue slides past his lips to tangle with his. You suck on his tongue lightly, and Keith feels like he's losing his mind.

You get on top of him, straddling his hips. “It’s really hot though, isn’t it? I can do whatever I want with you since you can’t move~” Your voice rings through the otherwise quiet room smoothly. "Mm… please wait." He begs you, and you oblige. You don't touch his oversensitive cock for the time being. You stroke his chest, admiring how the muscles on there flex when Keith is nervous.

You kiss his neck, leaving some open-mouthed kisses down to his shoulder. Keith's half lidded eyes stare up at the ceiling blankly, his mind still fuzzy because of his release.

“Keith. Do you want to use that pretty mouth of yours to please me?” Running your fingers through his hair you asked him. He makes a confused face before he looks at you, His eyes lighting up at the suggestion as if seemingly realizing what you were on about. “Of course.” He says under his breath, licking his dry lips.

“Good…” You carefully get over him, straddling his face with your thighs pressing flush against his cheeks.

Keith licks your wet pussy, his tongue siding through your folds and parting them before it swirls around and gradually shoves itself into your slit. He gives your clit special attention, sucking, licking and occasionally gently nipping it. Overall, enjoying eating you out as your thighs tremble over his face.

It doesn’t take too long for your thighs to squeeze around his head, and your fingers moving to get you to cum faster. Keith stimulates your clit even through your orgasm, and as your hips rock against his face he moans.

You give Keith's collar a little curious tug after riding out your high on his face, "Is it okay to continue now?" You ask after giving him a break for a few minutes. He nods his head in approval, and you pet his hair, your fingers brushing his messy bangs away from his eyes.

You position Keith’s cock at your pussy before you slide onto it, slowly.

Keith’s eyes look up at you with affection, and he murmurs a quiet “I love you.” When you fully take his cock in. “I love you too.” you rasp out, your fingers gripping his shoulders to steady yourself. You rock your hips against his, making him moan rather loudly, and Keith bites his lip to stifle his moans.

“Don’t hold back, let me hear your voice.” You tell him breathlessly while slamming your hips down against his.

“It’s too embarrassing…” He admits shyly, closing his eyes.

“Keith.” You say his name sternly and stop moving, your fingers tipping his chin up so that he looks into your eyes. Keith stares at you in somewhat of a daze, his hips rocking up to thrust into you because of your pause in movement. “Nuh-uh” You say warningly, “If you try moving then i’ll get off.”

He goes silent, then lets out a quiet sigh, his face burning with embarrassment. “Okay, fine. I won’t hold my voice in so please keep moving.” He pleads.

“Good. Good boy.” You praise him. You start moving your hips again, gently rocking them onto his before you roll them, getting him to hit a deep angle within you.

Keith groans, feeling your pussy squeeze around him. “Please go faster.” He begs.

“Fuck, okay.” You rasped out, your hips slamming against his in a rough manner. He moans your name and tries moving his arms towards you to hold you, but his wrists are tightly bound by ropes.

“Mmm..” he groans, Realizing that his arms can’t move. He feels frustrated that he can’t hold you. He wants to wrap his arms around you and hug you tightly. Heck, he wants to reach up and cup your breasts while you ride him.

“Keith.” You moan his name, your fingers gripping his shoulders tightly. His half lidded eyes squint lustfully at you when he hears his name fall out of your lips.

You continue to ride him, your hips rolling into his and bringing him closer to the edge once again. You reach down to rub your clit, and Keith can’t keep his eyes away from your hand, watching how your fingers rub you and get you off. It was so fucking hot to see.

“Ah~ Keith.” You mewl, your hand reaching to pin down his bound wrists.

“Hah… Please…” He whispers needily, “Please-.”

“Untie me… I want to touch you.” He whines.

“Sorry…” You chuckle, clearly not going to untie him. Keith pouts, his frustration making itself evident by the desperate expression on his face.

You tug on his collar, purposely pulling him up for a kiss by it. Keith sighs into the kiss, and you push him back down on the bed. You slow down, your fingers more focused on getting you off now while you ride him, and he mewls, his hips thrusting up into you from underneath.

“Ke..ith…” you mutter his name along with a few curses and I love you’s as you again reach your high, the knot in your abdomen coming undone and heat finally escaping your body. You feel a sweet numbness as the pressure you felt earlier finally dissipated and you’re left feeling tingly. For the most part, your body goes numb as your pussy spasms around Keith, and he takes in a frustrated breath as he feels the need for more- more stimulation. He wanted to cum again so bad… he was practically ready to beg you for it.

"This is going to be a long night." You murmur, your eyes fixating on Keith's needy face.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut ahead //// F!MC.

You’re tugging and pulling on his clothes, quickly throwing them on the floor before you pull him in for a heated kiss. Your tongue entwines with his, and after he breaks your kiss his hands glide over your breasts, giving them a light squeeze.

He sneakily got behind you as he asked if you were sure you wanted to know the “Real” him. “I suppose it’s natural to be interested in indecent things?” He said. Next thing you know, You’re bent over your bed while Alfons fucks himself into you from behind. His fingers are shoved into your mouth, teasingly torturing your tongue, and he holds your hip with his other hand while his cock is buried snuggly within you. “Fuu… And to think that all I’ve been doing so far is watching you-” He trails off with a raspy voice, letting out a low moan while your hand pulls his fingers out of your mouth.

“Ha?... What?” You ask him confused… Just what does he mean?

“Oh, that’s right.” He chuckles sweetly in your ear before whispering, “I’ve been enjoying the little show you put on every time you masturbate.” his tone is amused as he informs you he’s been watching you. He got off on you masturbating, and even stole some of your undergarments to jack off with… like a complete pervert.

You honestly wonder how he got away with this. And how didn’t you notice that some of your underwear are missing? Alfons even has enough boldness to describe which pairs of your underwear he stole.

“You’re a dirty pervert.” You spat out as he pressed a chaste kiss against your neck, “Oh, Please do forgive me.” He says unapologetically as his wet fingers make their way between your legs.

“Alfons…” You whisper his name quietly, trying to hold a moan back as you feel your orgasm build up. “Don’t hold back…” He says as his head falls onto your shoulder. His thrusts are getting erratic, and you're sure he’s getting close to cumming too.

…

Your late night affairs would surely have Roger giving you the side eye the next day. Alfons makes sure to moan extra loud for him too.😂

You're not getting away! You're his.

🩷ANON🩷: Lovers to enemies to lovers again - Reader dates the yandere but soon gets tired of their yandere shtick and tries to escape, but nope. you're not getting away

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Yandere themes, Toxic relationship, Crazy Liam. 15+ // F!MC.

You were his lover. His reason to live, his everything. You were the reason he's still alive after he tried to kill himself, But now you're trying to leave him?!

There's only you for him.

You give him life, You make him happy. You showed him what love is...

You're his.

You're his.

You're his.

You can't leave him! He'll get on his knees and beg you to not leave if he has to.

He can't live without you, He prefers you kill him over of leaving him.

Liam clings to you so hard. Your skin crawls as you realize that you really should have just packed your bags and left without saying anything. If only you had done that, then you wouldn't have to deal with the current mess.

"Liam." You say his name sternly, making him flinch at the tone of your voice. "Let me go. I don't want to deal with this anymore."

"I..." Liam mumbles, All while the distressed look on his face becomes even more evident. With each second that passes, it's like his composure crumbles away. He looks like a mess, and you do feel a pang of guilt in your chest for it, However, You quickly remind yourself that you can't be with him anymore and that this shouldn't influence your decision to leave him.

Liam was impossible to deal with. You tried everything to make your relationship work, and halfway in you would have never even thought about leaving him. It took a lot of self reflecting and looking at the bigger picture for you to realize that your relationship was dysfunctional. It started as something sweet, far too sweet, which quickly turned toxic. Liam was overbearing, he acted out on impulse, and somehow his curse had managed to get even worse. Because of his curiosity, he had started doing things to you which you didn't like or approve of. This all led to the downfall of your relationship, and the final straw for you which was today. You're not tired physically, But mentally you're exhausted. You just want to put this all behind you, forget about the crown, and leave Liam in the past.

"Is it... Is it because of another man?" Liam asks frantically, his hands reaching towards you to grab your wrists. He holds your wrists in a bruising grip, and you look at him with a disgusted expression, wondering if he has officially lost his mind.

"No." You say firmly, before snapping at him, "I'm leaving because of YOU, Liam. You've gone crazy over the past year, and I don't want to put up with your lunatic tendencies. Please seek therapy, and get mental help—"

"You...You're leaving me because of another man..."

As expected, He's delusional.

While you look at him like he's gone mad, Liam feels his heart crumble into millions of pieces. You were actually doing this... You were going to leave him for another man. Is it because he himself wasn't a good enough lover to you? is that why you decided to seek comfort in the arms of another?... He really is pathetic and good for nothing.

But.. he won’t let you leave. He pulls you to him harshly by your wrist, and he then drags you to your shared bedroom… the one you took all of your belongings out of, but would soon put back anyway.

He’s all over you. He’s kissing your neck, he’s grabbing your hips and squeezing your curves. He’s telling you how much he loves you. He’ll show you how much he loves you. Heck, he’ll love you so hard that you’ll forget all about the other man.

He pushes you down onto the bed, and even though you're trying to convince yourself to push him away harder, and tell him to stop, you can't. You let him do it, you hold him close, And your arms wrap around his neck as you shamelessly kiss him back.

If he loves you hard enough then all will be forgiven and forgotten… right?

He'll remind you why you love him.

You're not getting away.

You'll be stuck in this toxic cycle of trying to leave and then staying.... Until death breaks you apart.