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matakara is the type of bf that....

Note: First time writing here! So I'm kinda nervous :) Let me know if you have any suggestions of characters!

SFW:

Matakara, who reunites all his might to confess to you, cause that is what a honkibito would do, right? So he does it, nervous hands and shaky voice, you wonder, what could be so nerve-wracking to someone as confident as Matakara? His face, red as a tomato, his big figure suddenly looks as a bear cub rather than the big and warm bear he always looks like!

Matakara, who walks with your hands held together, reducing his pace so both of you can spend more time together in the way back home.

Matakara, who sends you cute images of animals (mainly cats) each day, trying to make you smile.

Matakara, who follows you like a lost puppy, but tries to act a little more serious around his friends, despite that, he keeps holding your hand tight and giving you soft kisses on your forehead.

Matakara, who kisses each part of your body, your hands, face, neck... Each part is kissed as if he was worshipping the eight wonder of the world.

NSFW:

Matakara, who is so patient with you even when you get him so hot and bothered but you suddenly get afraid, so he slowly caresses you and kisses your beautiful face

Matakara, who goes slow since it is the first time for both of you, slowly moving his rough hand through your body, passing his calloused hands through all of the small bumps and soft body.

Matakara, who enters you slowly, softly, he is trying so hard not to cry from the emotion... He is inside the love of his life! Oh, the walls are hugging him so nicely, his head is kinda foggy but he keeps trying so hard to not fall on top of you cause he is afraid of crushing you!

After reasuring him many MANY times abt how he won't hurt you if he is a bit more tought with you, he starts (slowly but surely) to move you a bit harsher, leaving soft hand marks around your hips, soft kiss marks around your chest (he would love to give you hickeis on your neck, but then all people would know abt your relationship!).

The small and soft trusts that he used to do at the beginning are long gone, now replaced with Matakara ravaging your insides as if you were some fleshlight, tightening his grip around your hips, pushing you to the limit so many times... The worst part? He is so lost in the feeling that he is unable to hear your high-pitched moans and pleas, begging him to please slow down, as you're starting to feel light-headed from the heat and all the pleasure you are feeling!

Idk if this is kinda short...but if anyone reads it and likes it I'll try to write more!

day 5: first time! diluc

Content: Anal + First time + Praise kink + Degradation kink + Creampie + Squirt + Aftercare + Non proof-reader.

Word count: 1,6K

Note: Sorry for posting late, I'm filled with assignments... Reblogs and comments are highly appreciated, let me know if you have any character you want me to write about!

It had been such a long day at your work, being forced to smile to all those half-drunken men while you tried to avoid them from touching you. You let yourself melt against the cold bed, feeling completely drained from working at the Angel’s Share. That day Diluc had been unable to go to the tavern, as he had to stay at home doing vast amounts of paperwork, then attending to a few meetings with representatives from other regions.

Suddenly, you felt two warm hands on your waist, without moving an inch, you felt your tiredness fading away. “Diluc?” He didn’t say a single word, simply snuzzling against your neck, smelling your sweet fragrance against your skin. You run your fingers through his hair, making him feel a bit shy from acting all clingy with her lovely wife. “Did you miss me that much?” He turned you around, his face slightly flushed as both of you locked eyes.

“I did. The negotiations were draining, I almost felt my brain trying to leave my own head.” Diluc rested his head against your shoulder, leaving soft kisses all over your shoulder and clavicle. “I missed you so much dear.” He wrapped his arms around you, his chest pounding rapidly against your ear, just another proof of how much he loved you. It didn’t take much time for you to start feeling something hard pressing against you. Even if you tried to act completely innocent, it was almost impossible to simply ignore the bulge that was pressing against the curvature of your ass. “I…I’m sorry, dear. I’ve been quite stressed and being this close to you has made me a bit… excited.”  Diluc’s face flushed as he tried to get away, being quickly stopped by your own hands grabbing his hands and making them stay in place.

“There’s nothing to feel ashamed of, right?” You smiled at him, moving one of your hands towards the bulge that had already formed in his pants. “Let me take care of it, yeah?” Just as you were about to kneel down, his gloved hands stopped you.

“Dear, I… I think I can handle this on my own, I don’t want to bother you, plus, you must be tired as well from work. Let me just get this done quickly so---” You pinched his cheek, interrupting his monologue.

“Why would I leave my cute husband to “handle” it on his own? It’s not like I don’t miss your body against mine every night, you know?” His face flushed even further, making it almost as if his face was somewhat matching his hair.

“It’s just that I got some… weird thoughts because of one of the gentlemen who assisted to the meeting, you don’t have to concern yourself, really.” Diluc moved away, slowly getting undressed as he got himself comfortable. While he unbuttoned his shirt, you walked up to him, touching his warm skin while letting your hands trailing down his abdomen.

“Don’t you want to tell me all about them…? I’m ready for everything you want, you know?” Your hands kept massaging his upper body, going up and down his abs and leaving soft kisses on the curve of his neck, sending goosebumps all over his body.

“He… He talked about some new fun he had found with his fiancé… they tried…well, tried uh…doing it from behind…” His face was about to burst, his hands playing with the buttons of his shirt. You smiled playfully, touching his chest and letting your fingers play around his nipples.

“Don’t you want to try it? I’m ready if you want to…” You whispered against his ear, tempting him as he felt his erection grow.

“I…I don’t want to hurt you… so we’ll take it slow, ok?” Diluc took your hands, kissing each of them with pure love and then moving, he left his shirt on top of the chair, as well as his trousers. He returned to you, carefully taking off the flimsy nightgown that he loved so much. He took you on his arms, carrying you bridal style and letting you lay on the bed. “I’ll try to be gentle, let me prep you.” He took you carefully, putting you backside on his lap, his erection rubbing against your tummy. Diluc opened the bottle, letting the liquid fall on your ass, as well as on his fingers. He started by playing around that place, his other hand playing with one of your nipples. He slowly introduced one of his digits, letting you whimper as he started to prep you. “Just like that dear, let me take care of everything.” It didn’t took you that long to start to feel it, small moans and whimpers leaving your lips as you got used to the feeling.

Before you realized it, you were already taking three of his fingers, while Diluc kept playing with your nipples and his velvety voice whispered soft praises. “You’re doing so good my love, I’ll try to change my fingers with my length, just don’t rush it, ok? It’s ok if you can’t take it today.” He lifted you up, carefully sitting you on his lap, both of you facing each other. Diluc started to kiss you, his tongue tracing your lips, asking for your permission so he could enter your mouth. As soon as you opened your mouth, his kiss was gentle, even despite you were able to feel his raging erection against your ass. While he kissed you, he lifted you up, aligning his cock with your entrance, the tip slowly entering you, your hands gripping his shoulders.

“I…I can feel it twitching” You bit your lips as you tried your best not to moan. Diluc kissed your hair as an attempt to distract you from the stretch, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he finally bottomed out, a moan leaving his lips as he let you get accustomed to his member inside. “I can feel it in my tummy…” Fat tears formed in your eyes as you felt him inside you. “It’s too big, you’re stretching me out…” You hugged him tightly, his warm body making you feel completely at home.

“Don’t move, you need to get accustomed… Archons, you feel so nice around me, dear.” He kissed your face, wiping your tears and making small circles with his thumb on your back. He kept doing that until your tears stopped.

“…Move, I think I am ready… I am not some kind of porcelain doll.” Diluc smiled at your overconfident comment, specially taking into account how you were crying just from him filling you up.

“There’s no need to rush, dear. I really don’t want to hurt you.” Diluc moved his hips slowly, his arms barely lifting you up so he could start to trust into you. Of course, you couldn’t just let him handle it, as you forced him to stop lifting you up, his tip reaching that sweet place, causing you to roll your eyes back as you bit his shoulder. “Dear… I told you to be careful, I’m trying my best to calm myself, but you just had to keep on trying to lure me in…” His eyes were completely glazed, the veins of his arms bulging as he kept you in place. “Do you really want me to break you? Turn you from my sweet wife to a dumb slut who will do anything to be filled.” Your face flushed, your body reacting to those foul words that left your sweet husband lips. “Archons, you got even tighter when you heard me say that, that must be your answer, right?” You nodded in silence, trying to hide your flushed face as you kept your arms wrapped around him. “Just remember you were the one who gave me your permission.” As soon as he said that he lifted you up, leaving just the tip inside of you and suddenly slamming himself against you. He kept repeating the same action again and again, not stopping even as you cried and whimpered each time he hit that spot. Suddenly, he laid on the bed, lifting your legs up and not letting you lower them, his hands pushing against your own head as he kept on punishing your poor entrance, slamming against you and filling the whole room with the lewd sounds of his thrusts and your filthy moans.

“I’m sorry! Sorry for edging you! I just wanted to tease you a little!”  Your words left your mouth in the form of babbles, fat tears running down your cheeks as the sensation started to overwhelm you. “Just slow down! I’m gonna die!” Diluc chuckled a bit as he realized he had been able to completely dumb you down, drool falling down your chin as you were unable to close your mouth from the constant moaning.

“I’ll make it up to you sweetheart… I’ll make sure to pamper you my whole life, yeah? Just keep being my sweet wife.” You nodded enthusiastically, your words turning into soft mumbles as your brain tried to form a single sentence. He kissed the top of your head, a sweet treat in contrast with the rough treatment you had been enduring for over fifteen minutes. Soon, you started to feel his dick twitching, warning you of his incoming orgasm. He kept on moving his hips, not stopping even as he felt your insides twitch as you left yourself cum all over him. Luckily for you, it didn’t take him much longer to reach it himself, his warm fluids filling you to the brim.

The room was suddenly completely in silence except from the pants that both of you were letting out. After a few minutes, Diluc was finally able to recover, cautiously moving you before going to the bathroom, the sound of running water filling the room.  Shortly after, you felt him lifting you up, the warm water surrounding both of you, the last thing you felt was the soft sponge cleaning all your body, as well as his soft lips peppering your whole body with kisses.

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just a lil sum sum bcus im having big thoughts about my man miguel.....

not proofread! contains; chubby! fem! reader, unprotected sex, rough sex, degradation, bad spanish like really bad.

think about miguel o'hara who is just so so gentle with you, who always makes sure he’s never too rough with you when you try and play fight him when you get a bit too energetic at headquarters. you were always cheered on by gwen and jess, and miguel knows you get a big head from their encouragement, so he always feigns defeat. just to see you smile, but he'd never tell you that.

think about miguel o'hara who always goes easy on you when you challenge him to arm wrestle you. he always humors you, liking the determined look in your eye as you tell him, like you always do, that this time, you’ll really beat him. miguel knows full well his strength easily trumps yours, but your hands are just so much smaller than his. if he took these little challenges seriously, he could seriously hurt you! didn't you know how much smaller you were compared to him?

think about miguel o'hara who reluctantly has to scold you and threatens to separate you from hobie when you two are up to your shenanigans. maybe you two skipped another spider meeting, or maybe you two screwed around too much on a mission, miguel tells you he will physically take you and your close friend and put you on separate missions the next time this happens. you didn't believe him and told him you would be too heavy for miguel. miguel proves you wrong one day when he catches you and hobie messing around in on miguel's levitating platform, lifting you up in only one arm with a stupid smirk on his face as you yelled profanities at him.

think about miguel o'hara who carries you in his big arms after a long mission. you’re cuddled up against his chest, your spider suit was gone and you were only in the shorts and lacy tank top you always wore under your suit just in case. you were sleepy and lightheaded after all the tiring things you had to do, miguel couldn't just let you walk. miguel ignores the teasing from hobie and lyla when he held you close, focusing only on the way your soft skin feels against his hands. nobody notices the way he holds you closer against him on his lap, nobody notices the way he shudders when your plump body brushes against the sensitive spot in his tight suit.

think about miguel o'hara who lets you off easier than everyone else. you were a firecracker, a burning fire through the headquarters. your personality, though very kind and loving, was also sassy and bossy. a lot of the spiders always stop to stare in envy when you tell miguel how annoying he is when he sends you on a mission on your day off or when you tell him how stupid his theories are about the multiverse. had it been anyone else, miguel would have thrown them out the window of headquarters. but because it was you, miguel only sighed and rolled his eyes at your comments.

think about miguel o'hara who tries and fails to restrain himself when you try to argue with him. miles morales had just zipped his way back to his home universe and you were beyond livid with the way miguel handled the young boy. you cornered miguel in his platform, hair crazy from your mask and lips pouty from your frowns.

"are you out of your damn mind?! you could have seriously hurt him today or worse! you need to learn how to get your fucking anger in check!" you screamed at the man, an accusatory finger pointed at him.

miguel was huffing and puffing while you criticized him, his dark gaze piercing through you like a sword as he towered over you. you stared up at him, your doe eyes trying to keep eye contact even though you were clearly frightened. your back was pressed up against the desk and despite there being so much more space, miguel took a step closer to you.

you still kept talking.

"you think just 'cus you think you know so much 'bout the multiverse you can treat people that way? where the hell is your head at, miguel? the fuck is wrong with you―"

"crees que puedes decirme qué hacer?" he cuts you off. you let out a shaky breath at his words. miguel threw out all the protective regards he used to have for you. he had been so nice, letting you try and bully him around, being easier on you compared to the other spiders, and this is how you repay him? yelling at him for some idiot kid?

"you don't got any authority over me, niñita. who do you think you are trying to boss me around?" miguel's body was pressed against yours now. your heart was beating fast in your chest at the familiar nickname, he called you that every time he tried to make you feel small. "i... i'm not―"

"you think because i let you do what you want that you can talk to me like that? hm?" miguel pushes on as he leans down to get closer to your face. he sighs, caressing your cheek with a gentle hand. "i've spoiled you too much. sido demasiado amable con mi chica, now she thinks she can yell at me however she wants".

he dragged a hand down his face in frustration. "this is my fault, though, not yours. poor baby, you don't remember the rules 'cus you haven't had to follow them in so long". he lets out a sarcastic laugh.

"that changes today".

your eyes trailed away from miguel's, squeezing your thighs together. it's true, you weren't stupid. he was much nicer to you than everyone else. you were special! you knew you were at least to him, so why is he being so mean?

miguel's once soft and loving hand felt cold once he forced you to look at him, your chin in his hand and your head tilted up. "oye, don't look over there. i'm talking to you, aren't i?" a sick smile stretched on miguel's face. "look at me". he demanded.

think about miguel o'hara who has you on your back, your pants discarded and your chest heaving up and down as fat tears ran down your cheeks. miguel's arms were around your thighs, his hips snapping against yours in such mindblowing swiftness.

miguel growls as he pulls you into a deep kiss, slowing down his pace just a bit to thrust into your cunt harder, deeper. his cock touched the more sensitive parts of your pussy, making you squeal into the kiss. he let you go, his previous pace making a comeback.

"mi-miggy! slow down, please! 'm g'nna... oh shit!" you cry out. the way your cunt sucks and pulses around miguel's cock makes him groan. he feels amazing, you wouldn't tell him that though. he stretched your poor abused cunt so good, makes your juices get all over him.

a hand reaches up to your cheek, wiping away your tears. "want me to slow down? yeah?" he asks you rhetorically. he pushed his hips into you, pulling you down so he could get a deeper angle. your fingers brushed through his hair, tugging ever so slightly as you cried harder.

you brought him closer. "please, miggy, please slow down!"

"slow down?" he parroted you. he smirked, his hands digging into your soft rolls as he thrusts harder, grinding his hips into your clit. "you keep pullin' me in, mama. how could i slow down when this pretty pussy is cryin' for me like that?"

as if to emphasize, miguel gently let one of your thighs go and gave your clit a harsh slap. you let out an embarrassing yell while miguel groaned against your neck. "this is your lesson, niñita. es como aprendes. can't have such a small thing like you bossin' me around".

"miggy", you sobbed, your hands pawing at his chest, "bein' so mean. please, miggy. m'gnna cum! g'nna make a mess, please!" you babbled.

you could've cringed out how pathetic you sounded, but right now, you weren't focused on that. the hot feeling of miguel's cock sliding in and out your walls, the wet kisses miguel left on your neck, the feeling of his balls slapping against your ass, that was all you were focused on.

"deja de llorar, niñita. you see what happens when you try 'n' boss me around? a 'lil thing like you?" miguel laughed pressing a kiss just under your eye where tears were falling.

"been too nice to you, been too kind to this sweet cunt, huh, sweetheart? maybe you'll listen to me this way". a rough hand spanked the side of your ass, making you cry out.

you pulsed around miguel, his slap making you tense up. the feeling of his fingers against your skin made you feel like you were on fire. miguel panted, his cock beating into the creamy lips of your pussy.

"'member what you said, niñita? said that i'm a cocky asshole that wouldn't know how to handle you even if i tried? what happened to that? what happened to my loud girl? where'd she go?"

the recalling of your words to miguel when you first challenged him to an arm wrestle played in your head. you were so confident then.

couldn't handle me my ass!

"oh, i know where she went". a soft chuckle came from miguel's throat as he grabbed your cheeks and made you look him in the eyes. "she's right here! right in front of me, gettin' her holes filled by her boss' cock". miguel laughed in your face cruelly, drawls the stupid attractive sound out, and shoves his hips forward, his tip reaching your cervix at this point.

a small burst of confidence flowed through you as you gripped the wrist holding your face. "n-not my―"

"what? not your boss?" miguel finished the thought before you can get the words to leave your mouth. he laughed again, the sound making your cunt ache.

he toyed with your breasts, pulling a nipple in his mouth. he suckles on it for a moment, and at that moment you feel the sharp fangs of his you so loved to graze your nipple before he let it go with a 'pop!' coming from his mouth.

"not your boss, but you're letting me have ya' like this? when you know you're perfectly capable to get a one-up on me?" miguel raised an eyebrow at you, stopping his moving hips as soon as he hit the deepest part of your cunt. he bit his lip hard and stared down at you, his hands on both sides of your head.

"think you like getting treated like this. think this is exactly how 'm gonna teach you to be nice t'me". miguel left pushing his hips upwards, his cock hitting your cervix as your cried against his chest.

"maybe if i treat you like a whore 'stead of my little girl, you'll remember the rules".

(1.) niñita ― little girl

(2.) crees que puedes decirme qué hacer? ― do you think you can tell me what to do?

(3.) sido demasiado amable con mi chica ― been too nice to my girl

(4.) es como aprendes ― it's how you learn

(5.) deja de llorar ― stop crying

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