7 - Mutual Pleasure || Massimo Torricelli X Fem!reader

𝓓𝓪𝔂 7 - Mutual pleasure || Massimo Torricelli x fem!reader

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Summary: Massimo and you have a blast working on your mutual pleasure on the second date.

Warnings: smut (6️⃣9️⃣, unprotected p in v)

Word count: 1530

Author: Rouge

A/N: the prompt for today is: 69

You tossed your long Y/H/C hair over your shoulders and reapplied your red lipstick in the mirror. You looked at yourself one more time and smiled. You looked down at your iPhone.

Massimo had just texted to ask you to be a little late because he got held up in a meeting. You pulled around the block and waited several minutes, then texted him that you were outside.

You were freezing. You wore an oversized striped button down with a few buttons undone on the sides and enough buttons loose on the front to expose some cleavage. Additionally, you'd wear a black leather jacket, skinny jeans, and leather boots. To warm yourself up, you smoothed your hands over your curves. Massimo was the one you were hoping would warm you up. In spite of this, although you were pretty sure that you would have sex tonight, you weren't someone who would be that forthcoming.

Together, you went back inside his apartment.

From across the kitchen, he looked at you and you thought he was going to kiss you, but he just smiled and told you you had a good glasses game. You could feel yourself starting to get turned on as he bit his lip and complimented you, your pussy getting a little wet and your clit swelling just a little.

He looked at you across the couch after you ate the late supper and finally asked if he could kiss you. Although you were surprised he knew how to ask for something instead of demanding it, your heart exploded with desire as soon as his lips touched yours. As he moved his hands up and under your shirt, he moved you around on his lap and grabbed your cute, generous ass through your jeans.

"No bra, huh?" Massimo teased, playing with your hardened nipples.

"I wanted to give you easier access," you laughed briefly. You slowly moved your hips as you licked his neck and nibbled on his ear.

"I want to eat you out," Torricelli said, simply and matter of factly.

His directness and frankness about something you so desperately wanted amazed you. You didn't need to hear that twice. You let out a sigh and said, "Yes, please."

After taking your hand, he led you to the bedroom where he commanded you to lie on the bed, and then he unzipped your pants, pulling them over your hips and under your ass until he discarded them on the floor.

He took a moment to look at you before unbuttoning your shirt and kissing down your body, kissing your perky, round tits and teasing you with his tongue as he took your nipple in his mouth. You let out soft moans as he played with your tits, and used one finger to trace the slit between your pussy lips through your lacy panties.

"So fucking wet," he said to you as he bit his lip. "I can't wait to taste you, amore mio."

He kissed down your soft stomach and down your hips, and he spread your legs and pulled off your panties. He kneeled in front of you and started gently licking the entire length of your pussy with his whole tongue, avoiding her clit the first few times and then gently circling it with his tongue. You grasped the sheets underneath and tilted your head backward in pleasure letting out a long, loud moan.

"Fuck yes, that feels so fucking good. Jesus fucking Christ," you whispered, running the tip of your tongue along your upper lip.

He continued to gently and methodically lick and tease you. He then put two fingers inside of you and started stroking your sensitive spot while moving his fingers in and out of your soaking, throbbing pussy. You were ready to come, and couldn't hold it in any longer. He pumped his fingers in and out of you while he licked your clit with a rhythm that made you come, harder than you had in a long time. You thought Massimo would be done, but he waited until your first orgasm subsided. Torricelli continued to gently touch your G-spot as his fingers moved in and out of you. He licked around your inner lips until you were less sensitive and he moved back up to your clit. You came again, this time within seconds of his tongue touching your clit again.

You pulled him up and kissed him, tasting yourself on his lips; it was a delicious sensation. "You are really skilled, Massimo," you purred. You quickly undid his shirt and pants, and he helped you remove both his pants and boxers in one go. You looked at him, straddled him, and kissed him passionately. As your tongue explored his mouth, you could still taste your pussy. As you kissed him down his neck and chest, you played with his chest hair, and you licked each of his nipples. After reaching down, you gently stroked his cock as you made your way between his legs and knelt between them. 

You made sure to catch his eye, and before you could take him in your mouth, he said, "You know, I jerked off a few times earlier today thinking about this."

You licked your lips, smiling at him mischievously.

He looked you in the eye and whispered, "You're so fucking hot, Y/N."

You licked around the head and then took his whole cock in your mouth, hitting the back of your throat, choking on him, as you moved your mouth up and down as he got harder and harder. You started playing with his balls with your spare hand at his request, gently caressing them and then licking down his cock and taking them in your mouth.

Massimo moaned deeply.

You took him in your mouth again, licking your way up and down his cock before deep throating him again.

He pulled you up to him and said, "I want you to ride my cock."

You straddled him quickly and used your hand to guide him inside you. You both moaned as he entered your wet pussy. You rode his cock, Massimo played with your tits, you used one hand to play with his balls and moaned as they moved your hips together, making sure he got as deep inside you as possible.

You looked at him and claimed, "You know, I wanted you to watch me touch myself..."

As you rode his cock, you circled your clit with your index and middle fingers and told him how good it felt to have him inside you. In a matter of minutes, you would reach another climax and your pussy would constrict around his cock. As you breathed in, you uttered, "Oh my god, that feels so fucking good."

As soon as Massimo pulled away from you, he laid down on his side and told you he wanted to try the sixty-nine.

You couldn't pass up another opportunity to let him lick your pussy; you were already dreaming about his soft tongue exploring your soft folds. Straddling his face slowly, you leaned down and took his cock in your mouth again. At first, your tongue swirled around his tip before you took his entire length into your mouth, resting his tip against the back of your throat, gagging a bit, and feeling tears form in the corners of your eyes as you did.

Your folds were slowly dragged up and down by Massimo's tongue. With one of his strong hands, he spread your pussy lips to gain better access. He then stuck his tongue into your pussy, trying to lick your inner walls that were already so slick from your previous orgasm that his cock twitched as he tasted you.

You moaned loudly around his cock, sending vibes through his member.

As Massimo flicked his tongue up and down your clit again, he nestled his free hand onto the crown of your head, pushing you closer to his groin. Eventually, he stopped eating you out and spat on your exposed clit, eliciting a loud whimper from you. "Does it feel good, huh?" Torricelli asked, his voice husky.

You whimpered after pulling his cock out of your mouth with a loud pop. "Yes, oh God, yes!"

Massimo chuckled and started eating your pussy again; his middle and index fingers soon joined his tongue, stretching your pussy out nicely.

"Fuck!" You muttered loudly and returned to sucking on his throbbing cock.

You licked and sucked each other until you both came.

When he spurted his thick cum into your mouth, you swallowed it all like a good girl.

As your pussy clung around his fingers, Massimo swallowed all of your juices that poured out of your cunt and cleaned you up with his tongue.

After getting off him, you were tucked in his strong arms, as his hands ran up and down your back, teasing your spine and sending chills all over your naked, hot body.

"Amore mio, è stato perfetto," a loving whisper brushed against your ear before Massimo bit on your earlobe gently.

You sighed and rubbed his forearms, smiling widely to yourself. Another smutty intercourse was already on your agenda.

𝓓𝓪𝔂 4 - The Dragon In The Heat || Zhongli x fem!reader

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Summary: There is something your beloved Zhongli is hiding from you. Your curiosity ended up being the best solution.

Warnings: smut!

Word count: 1649

Author: Cass

A/N: the prompt for today is: Breeding

It was impossible to have a better lover than Zhongli. He was understanding, loving and deeply caring. You both don't hide your pasts, which meant there were almost no secrets between you.

"Almost no secrets" was a good word to use, since despite the fact that you were honest and shared your life, there were two things that bothered you.

He loved you, but he never claimed you and sometimes he locked himself in his study, only asking that you leave his meals by the door. No matter how hard you tried, he was able to get away without directly answering your question. It was annoying.

During his time of solitude, you finally had enough of his silly behavior and forced the answer from him. In the end, the two of you were together, so his problems were yours, just as yours were his.

As you knocked on the door and waited, you became angry the longer the silence continued. In your anger, you grabbed the door handle and realized the door was unlocked. "Zhongli, my love! I love you, but I'm getting tired of your behavior."

You tried this before; the door was ALWAYS locked. You entered the study without thinking much about it.

In truth, you were only here a few times, but you could already tell the room was unkempt.

The moment you laid eyes on the bed in the corner of the room, away from any windows, your snooping was ended. Based on what he told you before you moved in, he used this room as a study and a bedroom. Although it explained the bed, it did not explain what was sitting on top.

It was your Zhongli, but he seemed bigger than usual; his limbs and clawlike nails were black and gold; his head was adorned with long horns; and his massive tail lay comfortably beside him. His nudity was barely covered by the sheets.

As you approached, unsure of whether you should even ask, you whispered, "Love?"

He raised his head and opened his eyes, which also looked different from what they usually did. "What are you doing here?"

"As always, I was worried when you locked yourself in here. I wanted to make sure you were fine."

He was quiet for a moment, then improved his position on the bed, motioning for you to follow. Once you did, his clawed hand wrapped itself around your wrist. Keeping a tight grip on your waist, Zhongli pulled you to straddle him. In a low growl, he said, "My love, I apologize for worrying you. I didn't mean to."

It was possible to see his fangs from this close up.

"It makes you wonder what's wrong with me, doesn't it?" He asked.

The only thing you could do was nod, still a little fascinated by the changes you saw in him. You moved your hand to his neck where you noticed a few dark scales, caressing them gently with your fingers.

"No need to be so gentle, I'm not in any kind of pain," Zhongli chuckled, quite amused by your curiosity. Before speaking, he let out a low growl and nuzzled your hair. "You know me, I didn't hide much from you, but this is something I'm ashamed of. I didn't want you to see it."

You smiled softly as you nodded. "You were worried I would be afraid of you?"

"That too," he nodded, and you gasped loudly at the feeling of sharp claws grazing your belly; his hands even sneaked under your shirt without you noticing. 

He explained, as he nuzzled your shoulder, smelling your scent, "I was more worried that once I got you in my hands, I would not be able to let you go until I was satisfied. I need you. I need your body," his hands easily pushed your bra high enough to grip your breasts, leaving you moaning in light pain.

It would be a lie to say that you disliked it, but you never expected this from him, and it wasn't something that you could refuse, on the contrary, you felt completely differently. His touch felt good and you wanted it. Or rather craved it.

"Take it. I'm all yours."

Even though your confession was nothing more than a whisper, he still raised an eyebrow when he looked at you. As he retracted his hands from under your shirt, he cupped both of your cheeks. "Are you sure about that? Once you agree, there will be no turning back."

Nodding eagerly, you confirmed your words.

He suddenly pulled you into a deep kiss, passing his long tongue across your lips without much delay. With his hands on your cheeks, you were unable to move away, leaving you completely at his mercy. During the kiss, his fangs gently knocked against your teeth, making the kiss needy and messy. After that, he pulled away to let you breathe, the only thing that connected you was a thin string of saliva. 

In an attempt to catch your breath, your cheeks were covered in a deep red blush. It didn't take much to make you blush in his arms, this was hilarious. The next thing you knew, you were naked with Zhongli between your legs, your clothes ripped to shreds by his powerful claws.

He ate you like a starving man, holding you down by your hips so you wouldn't move. As his flexible tongue explored your insides, his sharp fangs grazed your clit; he reached as deep as you could never reach on your own.

The sensation in your lower belly made you moan his name loudly. 

In spite of hearing your name fall from your lips, he wrapped his lips around your clit as his fingers replaced the tongue, filling you up and stretching you out.

Your warm walls were lightly grazed by the claws, causing you to grab on to the horns, earning a growl from him.

He shook your hands off and then moved up, reaching your neck, whispering, "Look at you. Already a whimpering mess for me. My sweet, little love. How could I keep you away for so long? What a fool I was," Zhongli hummed into your ear, making you moan with a quickened pace while his finger fucked your tight hole while his thumb played roughly with your bundle of nerves.

His pace led you to come hard, whimpering his name as your hips rose.

Zhongli removed his fingers and licked them, purring loudly as he tasted your sweet flavor. In between your legs, he growled, "Enough of these games."

After you calmed down, you noticed him removing the sheets covering him. His cock stood proud against his stomach. It was the same color as his limbs and was already leaking pre-cum. When he grabbed your hips and pushed his massive cock into your tight hole, you didn't have much time to react.

You could feel his warm breath on your shoulder as he leaned over. In an attempt to somehow manage the sudden pain of the stretch, you grabbed his horns tightly; it wasn't pleasant, but at the same time you wanted more.

His hips began to move as he chuckled, thrusting deep yet slowly. "Such a good girl. "You're taking me so well," he praised, pressing his clawed palm hard into your lower belly, making you whimper. "I'm gonna breed you, fill you up until you leak. I'm gonna make you mine."

"Please," you moaned, making him laugh at your eagerness. 

He grabbed your hips hard enough that his claws dug into your soft skin, which likely left a mark tomorrow; his pace became strong and fast, reaching so deep, you could swear he was hitting your cervix with every thrust; your moans filled the room, followed by the noise of skin hitting skin.

He was just as close to you as you could tell from his growls and the way his teeth wandered along your neck and shoulder.

"I'll sign that contract," He muttered lowly before biting into the crock of your neck, certainly drawing blood as he filled you up to the brim with his hot, sticky cum. 

Despite being stuffed full with it, you could feel it leaking out. When you felt this pleasant sensation, you pulled on the horns desperately, overwhelmed with relief.

"My little mate," Zhongli purred as his palm caressed your belly bulge. Pulling away, he smiled, "This will be your signature."

You were speechless; so much had happened that you couldn't speak. You couldn't be happier now, you were bound till the end. Now, all you wanted was to cuddle with your lower and rest. It wasn't going to happen any time soon for you, unfortunately.

Zhongli grabbed your waist and flipped you upside down. "There is no way that I will let you go, my love. I will continue to breed you until the wee hours of the morning."

So he did - he fucked you hard and fed you his cum all night without letting you rest.

The next morning was difficult.

Somehow, your beloved decided to have some mercy on you, and let the two of you rest a little.

It was you who woke up first. There were scratches and bite marks all over your body. It was obvious that you wouldn't be able to walk today due to the ache between your legs.

When you tried to move, a warm tail fell over your waist. Zhongli's careful eyes observed you when you raised your head.

"It's good to see you awake," he nuzzled you, purring happily as his tail fully surrounded you.

"Did you miss me while I slept?" You nuzzled back to him, and the silent response came straight from him. His hard cock pressed against your belly, ready to fill you up again.

There was a reason for him to lock himself away for a few days.

𝓓𝓪𝔂 17 - The Train Ride || Tangerine x fem!reader

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Summary: Everyone knows how boring it can be to travel by train. Nevertheless, having Tangerine himself as a plus-one can make things more exciting.

Warnings: smut without plot (fingerfucking)

Word count: 842 Author: Rouge

A/N: the prompt for today is: Fingering

You placed your hand on his knee and snuck it up onto his lap shortly after. "It's been half a night since we started traveling. I know you have some strange dude on your fucking list again, but you ag"You're almost as horny as I am, Tangerine."

When he opened his eyes, he saw you sitting beside him with your legs crossed and your dress short enough to reveal some of your thighs as your shoulders were fondled against your chest. “What?” His eyes were still blurred from sleep as he asked.

reed to take me with you, and I have my own fucking needs." Your eyebrow cocked slowly as you observed a mischievous grin forming at the corners of his mouth as you said, "I'm horny and I wanna fuck," you whispered quietly.

"Let's go in here," Tangerine pointed to the bathroom with his head, and you nodded enthusiastically.

An older couple seated nearby gave you an annoyed glance as you entered a unisex bathroom together.

The two of you grabbed each other and locked lips; your tongues twirled and explored each other's mouths. It was only necessary to break the kiss to breathe.

"I have only this dress on," you told him, popping your breasts out of the top of your dress after making sure the door was locked.

After noticing the hint, Tangerine kissed you from neck to chest.

Slipping both of your hands into his neatly brushed hair, you demanded, "Suck 'em."

First, he kissed you through your cleavage; he also sucked hungrily into one of your nipples.

"Just like that,” you praised, rolling your head back a bit.

Tangerine groped your other breast and rolled your nipple between his fingertips, then switched and sucked the nipple he had teased.

You shivered slightly. With a little gasp, you told him, "You have a lovely mouth, baby."

Tangerine switched back and forth a couple more times before deciding you needed something different. With his free hand, Tangerine ran a finger along your slit, discovering with amusement that you were already quite damp. After teasing your clit for a moment, he slipped one finger and then another into your pussy.

You moaned and quivered.

Within you, Tangerine began to scissor his fingers, massaging your core.

You started biting your lip, trying not to scream out as Tangerine got you close.

Tangerine brushed your clitoris with his thumb as he fingered you and occasionally sucked your breast. As he began to pump his fingers deeper and harder into your tight pussy, he whispered, "Look at you, Y/N, so greedy."

You clung to his shoulder, clad in his plain, blue shirt, trying to stabilize yourself from falling.

While Tangerine pulled his fingers from you, he offered them to you for licking; you happily accepted, tasting your juices on his digits, making almost pornographic sounds as you licked his fingers clean. 

Next, he pushed you further onto the sink, picked up one of your legs, spat on his hand, and brought it straight to your slit, massaging it gently in little circles. His index and middle fingers soon found their way back to your welcoming wetness. 

As you moaned louder, his unoccupied hand covered your lips. “Shush, we don't want to make a scene on the fucking train, do we?” He asked, leaning forward to kiss your cheek; his mustache scratched your earlobe sending a shiver up your spine.

While nodding, you closed your eyes and tried to regain your composure; it didn't help much, so Tangerine did not move his palm away from your lips as he still fingered your pussy.

Once Tangerine sensed you were loosening up a bit, he added his third finger, filling you all the way to the brim, earning a tear rolling down your cheek for the pleasure got unbearable for you. To get better access to your already dripping cunt, he yanked your thigh over his forearm.

Suddenly, someone started knocking on the door, asking something in Japanese.

“Yeah, yeah, I know but I’m absolutely swamped right now, yeah?” Tangerine replied sharply. As the voice outside the door rose, Tangerine snapped, “Bugger off, will ya?!"

You'd probably laugh at his reaction, if not for his hand over your mouth; on the other hand, there was something else to focus on.

As much as possible, you rolled your hips for him, slowly but steadily, to meet all of his thrusts.

Tangerine turned his head toward you and focused on you once again. Trying to reach your g-spot, he scissored his fingers deep inside your pussy, massaging your slick, inner walls. "Come on and cum for me, dollface, we don't have an entire day," he whispered into your ear.As you gushed through an orgasm, your moans were muffled by his hand. As soon as you recovered, you tugged your dress down, pushed your boobs back into the material and checked your hair in the mirror to make sure it wasn't a mess. “That was something, Tangerine. It would be great if I could tag along more often."

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𝓓𝓪𝔂 8 - A Concept Of Desire || Khonshu x fem!reader

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Summary: In the wake of centuries of longing, Khonshu realizes that the girl who works with his avatar, Jake Lockley, is responsible for rekindling his hidden desires.

Warnings: smut (unprotected p in v, hair pulling)

Word count: 1757

Author: Rouge

A/N: the prompt for today is: Hair Pulling orange italics - Jake speaking Spanish

The concept of desire was defined as a psychological force that ultimately fabricates a need, a craving, or lust, most commonly and aptly associated with a sexual longing.

Khonshu's situation was no different. He could say with great certainty that nearly all males have experienced this torment. The unbridled desire for sexual pleasure ran through his veins. A burning sensation in Khonshu's stomach, a reminder of the hunger he could not satiate, the thirst he could not quench. Khosnhu sometimes felt woeful - he always thought he was above the basic human instincts, the primal needs that people eagerly sought. Yet there he was, engrossed in his own desires, centuries old longings still unfulfilled.

As you walked into the bar each week to meet Jake Lockley, 8 pm - his nostrils flared, his pulse soared - physiological reminders of Khonshu's desires and cacoethes.

This week was no different, Khonshu was at the bar, invisible to all but Jake. The week was like all others that came before, that evening was no different; but when you and Jake locked eyes like you did those many moons ago, the fire in Khonshu resurged - he was never to have you as you were just a mortal being, but he couldn't deny his inner desires, burning himself like a blazing fire, his imagination running wild as his glance moved along the curves of your figure.

You were a smaller woman, you were perhaps 160 centimeters tall, but the heels you wore were so deceptive - and Khonshu realized with astonishment that he was quite attracted to women of smaller stature.

The shoes paired perfectly with your seductive black, garter leg wraps. The tight leg straps highlighted your healthy skin, your perfectly toned legs flowed into a stunning red-velvet corset-dress that hugged your bust and curves perfectly. He looked up at your matte, red lips; your smoky eyeshadow highlighted your beautiful Y/E/C eyes, which transported him to a place of ecstasy, a realm of euphoria. In a way, it was as if you had fallen from heavens and reminded mere mortals what it would be like to be sculpted by the Gods. Beauty is, and forever will be in the eye of the beholder, Khonshu reminded himself.

Khonshu knew that lust could last for months, years, even centuries. In spite of this, his passion seemed to have been brewing for only a few weeks, five, maybe six - when his mind was torturing him, he lost track of time. Despite not brewing for that long, his concoction of lust was explosive and effervescent. 

Thoughts of the good, the bad, and the naughty whirred through Khonshu's mind as a sense of controlled panic overcame him as he finally locked onto a more clear-cut image in his own subconscious and plunged into his own imagination as he remained trancened by your hypnotic gaze.

If Khonshu were mortal, he would love nothing more than to sink his inquisitive fingers, adventurous tongue, and plump lips between your legs.

With his venous and vascular hands, Khonshu would stroke one of your breasts, kissing the trail from your navel to your abdomen. Besides twirling your nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he would wrap his lips around your other nipple, flick it, and swirl your areola clockwise with his tongue. After incorporating some teeth, Khonshu will continue ascending towards your neck. Your hair would be brushed aside in a loving and caring manner. Khonshu would nibble on your earlobes while moaning and whispering in your ear; sweet nothings and dirty talks echoing in your ear canal.

Taking another deep breath, Khonshu reabsorbed himself into his vivid imagination once more after a brief lapse in concentration as he listened to your conversation with Lockley about yet another target. The god was thinking about the morning after.

It would be heaven spooning you. His cock would be squeezed between your legs tightly due to its stiffness and fatness. 

You would send shivers down his spine as you scratched his abdomen with your velvet, red, and freshly manicured nails. During the time that his lips would feel comfortable on yours, the veiny ridges on his cock would stimulate your pussy, allowing your tight, little, sweet-nectar slit to do its job and coat his hardened shaft with your slick wetness. Khonshu would gently pull back your hair, a good clump in his tight fisted hands; he would tug at it harder and harder if you didn't protest. The stout lips of his mouth would trace the back and side of your neck as he kissed you, once again whispering sweet nothings and dirty teases - what he was going to do to you, how he was going to enjoy you and your gorgeous body.

Khonshu would detach his hips from you after a while to angle his body to tease the slit with his swollen cock, already glistening in his pre-cum. In slow motion, his digits would explore every curve around your waist, rubbing your clit occasionally as well. "Do you think you deserve this?" Khonshu would whisper softly into your ear. Determined to get as deep as possible, he would pick up your smaller frame and throw you passionately onto the bed again. While your legs rested over Khonshu's broad shoulders, he would kiss down the inside of your thighs. His one hand would be placed at the base of his shaft, angled downward to push his cock inside you slowly, while his other hand would be placed on your clit to rub it gently.

He would push deeply into your pussy, then trace his fingers up your neck, wrapping them around it possessively, before leaning forward to change the angle of penetration and pushing even harder. He would reach up and grab a handful of your hair. By wrapping it around his hand and holding your hips in the other, he would drive his dick into your waiting pussy. After pulling out his shaft, he would slap it on your pussy lips, which would elicit a grunt from your parted lips. A delicious, wet echo would emanate from Khonshu's hefty cock in harmony with your beautiful slit.

Khonshu would then turn you over and push you to your knees. Pushing your head into a pillow, you would try to muffle the whimper of pleasure as he again slipped his length into you. Khonshu would lean forward to yank his arm around your waist, to play with your nipples, as his torso rested on your arched back. In the process, he would grab your hair and pull it tightly into a ponytail, causing you to roll your eyes while a moan escaped your lips as he pounded into your pussy from behind. Khonshu would pull your hair harder the harder he thrust. You would try to escape the position for a pleasure so primal and intense would overwhelm your body, setting a knot in your abdomen that was so tight it was only a matter of time before it snapped. You would be drawn to Khonshu by his hand in your hair, hardly tugging. “And where do you think you’re going, Y/N?” He would groan angrily. “Better be a good girl and stick your ass more to me, otherwise I’ll have to rip your hair off.”

His lower torso would smash into your magnificent arse as he grasped your hip tightly with one hand. He would use his hands not only to compliment each thrust and pull you in deeper, but also to create red handprints on your ass. Khonshu would pull at your hair and spank your ass occasionally. Whenever you tried to lay your chest on the bed, he would tug on your ponytail, urging you back into a position that would allow him to penetrate deeper into your pussy. 

The urge to release his load would tighten his balls and make his cock twitch.

Your moans would become louder. "Harder! Fuck me harder!" You would plead.

Having no choice but to obey his desires, the dam would be broken and his cum would be released; his seed filling your pussy, dripping from your body when he pulled his cock out.

After the intercourse, Khonshu would cuddle your face against his chest.

Khonshu's reverie was interrupted by Jake's thick accent, "Khonshu? Are you even listening?"

The Egyptian God of the Moon tilted his skull head slightly, looking at Lockley. "Could you please rephrase that, Jake?"

As Jake frowned, he put his hand on his gear lever as the idiot driving in front abruptly braked. “Por Dios, ¿y ahora qué te pasa?”

Despite not even intending to reply to Jake, Khonshu asked simply, "What was your question again?"

After Jake parked the limo in front of his apartment, he turned off the engine and placed his arm around the headrest of Khonshu's seat. "I was wondering if it would be okay if Y/N stayed here for a day or two. Since we're working together on that guy, it would be easier, you know, ol' bird."

Khonshu poked Jake with his beak on the shoulder. “You can trust me when I say I have no objection to Y/N visiting us, my friend. She might stay as long as she needs to."

The frown on Jake's face deepened; he could not persuade Khonshu to let him bring a girl into the apartment for a date or just a friendly meeting. The situation is dangerous, more for her than for us, Khonshu would argue. Jake pulled the keys out of the ignition switch, asking, "Since when are you so willing to let extraños into nuestro apartamento?"

Khonshu shrugged his shoulders in response, exiting the car quickly. "If we want to deliver the vengeance soon, we've got a lot of planning to do."Jake watched the tall, lanky figure enter the apartment and disappear into the darkness. A smile spread across Lockley's face. In spite of being Khonshu's avatar and not much else, he knew things. It was little known to Khonshu that Jake was able to sense god's true, hidden feelings, especially those that were so intense. The smirk on Jake's lips did not fade as he stepped out of the limo to join Khonshu. In order to complete the job, Jake was willing to do whatever it took to lure you into his apartment. In addition to planning, this was also a way of releasing Jake’s own male greed. Perhaps Khonshu would also be able to make use of his hidden lust.

𝓓𝓪𝔂 2 - My Praises || Jake Lockley x fem!reader

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Summary: With the help of Jake, you discover the kink you didn't know you had.

Warnings: smut (praise kink, unprotected p in v, oral - m receiving, manhandling)

Word count: 2013

Author: Rouge

A/N: the prompt for today is: Praise Kink. orange italics - Jake speaking Spanish

It had been a long day at the office, without a single chance to text your boyfriend throughout the day. Finally you got a chance to check your phone.

[Jake ♥]: Want to play tonight, nena?

Quickly, you responded with a brief 'Obvs!' and rushed to your car.

You wondered what Jake would have planned as you drove home. You had been exploring sexuality a lot lately. There was a lot of talking, but that just heightened the excitement. You were thrilled that he was taking the initiative again, as he always did.

You parked your car on a driveway, ran home, took off your heels, and slipped out of your blouse, leaving you in your pencil skirt and lacy, half-transparent bra. When you looked in the mirror, you sighed, wishing you had more time to pick a better bra. As you traced your breasts, you realized that you'd never made much of an impression based on your standards: average yet lean body, Y/E/C eyes and Y/H/C hair. You were nothing special in your own opinion. Yet, for some reason, Jake Lockley wanted you, not just as a longtime friend, but also as his life partner.

The moment Jake stepped in, you stared at your stocking-clad legs wondering whether to remove them as well.

A cocky smile spread across his lips as he claimed, "Now, that's an image I like coming home to."

When you looked up, he came forward and wrapped his strong arms around you. Then he bent over to kiss your neck with a smile on his face.

Jake whispered, "You turn me on, little doll. Vamos, sé una buena niña y tocar tus pechos por mí," as he gently nibbled at your neck, making you gasp and let out a soft moan.

Languidly, you complied, tracing the outline of your breasts as they were caged in the lacy bra.

An eye-catching smirk flashed across Jake's face when he looked in the mirror. As he tugged the lobe of your ear with his teeth, he whispered, "Yes, just like that. You're so obedient, pequeña puta. You have such pretty boobs," Lockley smiled, sliding his hands to rest on your hips, teasing the edge of your pencil, fitted, black skirt which he loved so much.

In response to his praise and crass language, you squirmed, palming your breasts through the bra. As he undid your skirt, he pulled the material down to reveal your white panties and black thigh high stockings.

With his teeth clenched, he hissed. "Eres tan sexy, nena,” Jake whispered, placing a kiss on your shoulder, trailing his hand till it lightly touched your panties. "You already have a wet spot on your panties," he joked lowly, lightly passing over the spot and smirking as you gasped. "Such a good doll, already wet for her papi."

Letting out a moan, you rested your head on his shoulder. Just by his words you became weak in the knees. "It's your fault, Jake. You make me so wet," you whispered to him, looking at his reflection in the mirror.

His hand cupped your pussy over your panties. "Good. You're so pretty when you're wet. And moaning, just for me, muñequita."

Your pussy twitched as you felt more pussy juice leak out; you parted your lips and tried to rub your thighs together.

Jake commanded in a low, husky tone, "Quítate el sostén, let me see those gorgeous tits."

You looked back to the mirror, trying to see if he was joking, but he looked completely serious. It was not difficult for you to comply, letting your bra fall on the floor as you watched his reaction.

His eyes stayed focused on your chest, tongue swiping at his upper lip. Jake whispered in your ear, "I love your tits, so perky," before licking the space behind your ear. "Your nipples look so gorgeous now, pinch them for me," he ordered as he moved from cupping your pussy to squeezing your ass.

Keeping your face on him, you reached up to cup your breasts, stroking them softly. They felt fuller under Jake's gaze somehow. While gasping and mumbling, you teased your nipples and pinch them.

"Eres una buena muchacha, bebé," Jake praised with a smirk on his lips. "Feel how hard you make me, muñequita." As he pressed his clothed cock against your ass, you instinctively rolled your hips to rub your bum against his crotch. Instinctively, you tried to turn and undress him, but he held you facing the mirror. 

"Keep pinching your nipples for me," Jake demanded as he began undressing behind you.

You followed his lead, pinching your nipples, rolling them in your fingers. You watched as he quickly took off his black, leather jacket and blue shirt; his large hands coming around to grip your breasts. "You have such pretty tits, I want to suck them all day, chiquita."

While he pinched and pulled your nipples, you moaned and grinded your ass against his clothed cock. You blinked when he shifted his hands down and felt him kneel behind you. You watched, panting, as he placed a kiss at the top of your stockings. After a moment, he slapped your ass and removed his shoes and socks.

You jolted and turned to watch him, kneeling before you. You gently scraped your nails through his thick locks. You loved hearing him groan, "That feels good, nena."

When his shoes and socks were off, Jake stood and unbuckled his pants. "Take off your panties," he said, staring hard into Y/E/C eyes.

Shimmying out of your wet panties, you were eager to please him.

Lockley raked his eyes over your figure and for a moment you felt self conscious until he spoke. "Oh, Dios Mío, eres tan sexy, nena."

You bit your lip, looking him over. "So are you," you whispered in response.

All he gave you was a smirk before he kissed you hard, tongue sweeping all over your mouth. Sucking on your tongue, he grunted; your nails scraping down his back. Then, all of a sudden, his fingers were teasing your pussy. Slowly, he let go of your kiss, biting your bottom lip. "I love you like this, wet and so ready for me," Jake whispered as he pushed two fingers inside you, coaxing that sponge spot inside your pussy.

You clutched Jake’s shoulders, trying to stay upright as your knees buckled and you moaned while he played your pussy like a violin. Just as suddenly Jake pulled out his fingers only to raise them to your mouth.

Keeping your eyes on him, you sucked his fingers clean off your pussy juice, bobbing your head back and forth slowly, earning a deep grunt from him.

Gently, he removed his fingers from your mouth and gave you a kiss before turning you around and gathering your hair into a low ponytail. Jake smiled as he kissed your forehead, saying, "Such a good girl, so sweet and innocent. I want you so fucking badly,” he added, kissing the side of your neck, only to start sucking on the delicate skin of yours.

After tracing your fingers down his chest and stomach, you finally gained confidence. "How do you want me?"

Before responding, Jake chuckled and bit your neck, sucking it for a moment. "I want you to suck my cock. My dick has been aching for your lips to wrap around it all day, nena."

You didn't need to be told twice. You sank to the floor and dragged down his pants, freeing his thick, hard cock as you watched his face. You gently wrapped your hand around it. While you licked up from the shaft and circled his head, you kept your eyes on his face. You loved hearing his quiet gasps and groans.

His large hand came to gather your hair, tugging it softly. "You're so good at that, nena," Jake cooed, and you moaned in response before taking the tip into your mouth. Sheathing your teeth, you started bobbing your head on his cock, still paying attention to him.

"You are a great cock sucker,” Jake praised, licking his lower lip slowly as he watched you closely.

He encouraged you to speed up and close your eyes while you enjoyed the taste of his cock in your mouth. You pulled him out of your mouth for a moment; a string of saliva connecting you as your drool dripped down your chin and landed on your breasts. You kept your eyes on Jake and let your tongue hang out a little before you took his cock back into your mouth.

"Fuck yes, nena, your throat feels good on my cock," Jake praised again, massaging the back of your head.

You groaned as he spoke and tugged your hair harder. Your pussy twitched as you listened to the lewd sounds of his cock slipping in and out of your mouth. 

"You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth,” Jake groaned before he pulled your hair up, directing you to release him. His cock came out of your mouth with a pop, saliva dripping off his shaft; you licked it clean before standing.

Lockley guided you gently to your bed, bending you in front of him, applying just a little pressure to your lower back. As he stood behind you, he pulled a few pillows and placed them under your hips. "Eres tan buena chica,” Jake muttered before he slid his cock in your dripping, wet pussy from behind in one hard thrust.

You both groaned.

You shivered and clenched on his cock.

Slowly, he pulled back to the tip before thrusting forward again to the hilt.

"Fuck,” you cursed quietly, loving how his cock felt inside you.

Lockley started setting a steady pace, thrusting to the hilt, out to the tip and back. "Your pussy feels so good on my cock," Jake panted as he continued, "Tan mojado, calientito y apretado.” He bent forward and bit the back of your neck as he thrust in you again. "Tal un buen coño."

The way he fucked you was so good, and he knew just what to say to make you want more. "I love your cock in me,” you panted out as you matched his thrusts.

He groaned and started to move faster. "Such a sexy girl," he muttered as he picked up the pace. "You like how I fuck you?" Jake asked, tugging at your hair.

You raised your head, turning it slightly to look up at him, moaning "Fuck, yes!”

This was all Lockley needed, and he surged forward pounding his cock in your pussy, grunting deeply at the feeling of your pussy squeezing his cock nicely.

You loved when he got rough. Eventually, your arms gave out and you laid your chest back on the bed.

"Buena niña,” Jake said, holding tight to your hips as he kept up his delicious pace. "Good girl, taking my cock so well,” he groaned out as he gained speed. His breath indicated he was getting closer. Jake stuttered around his panting breath. "Where do you want my cum?"

"Inside," you whimpered breathlessly. "Please, cum inside me, daddy. Tell me I’m your good girl, please!” You pleaded, getting closer and closer to your peak.

After a few more sharp thrusts, he pulled you over the edge with him, slamming into your core. He stayed there for a moment leaning over to press into your back. "You like my cum inside you?" Jake asked, brushing his cheek against your nape. "I love cumming in you, my little doll, pleasing her papi so well," he pressed a few kisses on your shoulder before withdrawing, leaving you feeling strangely empty.

"Thank you, Jake, it was amazing,” you whispered, stroking his cheek and looking deeply into his dark, hazel eyes.

Jake smiled and turned to kiss your hand before he moved you both to cuddle together. "Did you like it, nena? All the praises?”

You smiled, turning to kiss his nose. “"I didn't know I had a praise kink. Thanks to you, I am discovering myself every single day."