This may be triggering for some audiences as it is heavily/entirely NonCon. Please proceed with caution đ.
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After escaping Shoyo Hinata two years ago, you hid as a different, yet normal person. You could've gone to the police but with the man as a famous volleyball player, you knew you wouldn't win the fight. Now working at a coffee shop, you found a man with an orange hat that read âAsas SĂŁo Pauloâ in navy print and plain clothes; a simple T-shirt and knee length cargo shorts. But the thing that caught your attention, was his orange hair under the hat, you realized who it was. Â
âHi, can I get a caramel Frappuccino. No caffeineâ He orders with a familiar drink with a sickeningly familiar sweet smile, your favorite drink; the same one he didnât even like because it was âtoo sweetâ for his taste. You turn away and feel nauseous. "Are you alright, ma'am?" Shoyo specifically asks you. âFine, sirâ you say with a formal smile. You quickly ring him up and hands him his drink. âHere you areâ you say, sliding it to him, trying to act ânormalâ. He notices you trembling slightly before he grabs his beverage. âWhy are you shaking a bit? Itâs not that cold in hereâŠright?âÂ
He takes a sip from his drink, licking the whipped cream off his lips, eyes never leaving you. âNo, Iâm just a bit chilly todayâ you say. âNext in line please!â You call out, trying to get Shoyo to move away from him. You planned on quitting right after your shift ended. You would need to call someone to come get you. You were terrified on the inside. Shoyo doesnât move and instead decides to start a conversation. âA bit chilly, huh? But the air conditioners are on and you donât have a sweater on eitherâŠâ Shoyo continues to observe the trembling in your hands, knowing how you look when youâre actually scared. âAre youâŠafraid of someone? Is there someone in the shop bothering you?âÂ
âExcuse me sir, thank you for your concern but please move asideâ you say, there were several costumers behind Shoyo. You tried to keep your voice steady as you spoke but ultimately fail. He smiles, âmy apologies maâamâ he says and does as you asked, stepping aside. Though, he still glances at you every now and then. It felt like his eyes were burning holes into your body. You could feel his stares that he was practically giving to you the whole time. You continue to serve the next few costumers before calling a co-worker over to swap with you so you could take your break. Once your co-worker takes over your position at the register, you immediately head to the staff room in the back. Â
Shoyo watches you go to the back room. He knew this was his chance and he needed to act fast. As soon as you were out of the sight of the other workers, Shoyo quickly and quietly followed you without anyone noticing. You quickly pull out your phone to call someone, anyone who could come get you. You were so wrapped up in your thoughts you didnât notice someone behind you. You feel someone snatch your phone from your hand before swiftly pinning you against the wall, their chest to your back. You open your eyes, looking over your shoulder only to be greeted by the same face you often saw in your nightmares. Â
âWho were you trying to call, Sunflower?âÂ
You freeze, âyouâŠyou canât be back hereâ you mutter, your blood running cold. Shoyo chuckles as he holds you against the wall, leaning down and sniffing your hair. âI know I canât but I couldnât help it~ Iâve been looking for you for two years. Do you know how much Iâve missed you?â His breath warms your neck as he places his lips on your shoulder, placing butterfly kisses on you. You feel goosebumps spread on your dark skin, making them barely visible but Shoyo could feel them. âLet me goâ you mutter, your voice having no real demand behind it, only fear. You were terrified, and shaking- trembling. Shoyo ignores your words and instead pushes you more up against the wall. You could feel something hard pressing against your ass. You werenât stupid, you knew what that was. Â
His lips move up to your neck, sucking and biting, creating hickeys. His free hand grips one of your hips, holding you in place as he continues to mark you over. âNot a chance. Iâm not letting you out of my sight ever again.â Shoyo grunts, continuing to sniff your hair, breathing in your smell, taking in the lost scent that he missed for Two. Whole. Years. Â
âHowâŠdid you even find me?â You mutter softly. You were sure to hide yourself correctly, to change everything and hide. âYou changed your hair, your name, everything. But I could never forget the way you move. The way you talk and act, you canât change that. I could never forget your face. Iâve finally found you~â He chuckles and forcefully flips you around, your back now pressed harshly against the cool texture of the wall. Shoyo moves his free hand to your front; his fingers moving to unbutton your work clothes and expose your chest to him.Â
You tear up, âplease, donâtâ you quietly beg him, tears forming in your eyes. Shoyo looks up at you and sees the tears. It doesnât make him stop though. His fingers are now completely unbuttoning the buttons of the shirt as he pushes it open. âStill as beautiful as everâŠMy cute Sunflower. My sweet love~â his voice was gentle; his tone was sweet...but you knew better than to trust any of it. You were shaking like a leaf, a feeling of dread as he completely pops open your shirt, leaving your exposed in your bra. âStop it, stop it⊠please, donât do thisâ you beg him, your voice shaking. Â
Shoyoâs eyes look at your bare chest when your shirt popped open. He sucks in a breath when he sees you in your bra. It was black lace, his favorite color to see on you. He loved the way the color seemed to shape and form your body, he loved it when you wore skin tight clothes as well, the way it would hug your curves, squeeze your large breast and show off just how fat and jiggly your ass was. He stares at your face, taking in every feature that hadnât changed over the past two years. You would be in your mid 20s by now...but you still looked like the day you ran away from him. It gave it both a sweet and bitter feeling. âYouâre so perfect, youâre just so beautifulâŠSo mine.â He says smoothly before flipping you again, pinning you face first against the wall once more. He starts placing kisses on your back, slipping your work shirt off your shoulders as he pushes himself up against you, his chest on your back, his bulge digging uncomfortably into your thick ass cheeks. His hand slowly trails itâs way up her spine, his fingers as cold as you remember them being. You could feel him start slowly unclasping your bra. You whimper softly, closing your eyes. This wasn't happening, it just couldnât be. Â
Shoyo chuckles at the whimper and finally unclasps your bra. He pushes it up over your chest before letting it fall to the ground. His hands go down to your hips and he spins you back around, making you look at him as his eyes look you up and down. You head was starting to swim from how easily he man handled you, flipping you like you were a piece of meat on the stove... he was certainly looking at you like you were one. Â
âMy dear SunflowerâŠIâve missed you so much.â He says, wrapping his arms around your naked torso, pulling you against his chest. âStay away from me, pleaseâ you beg softly, the strength leaving your body. You couldnât even scream even if you wanted to. Your fear was freezing you in place. âNot a chance~â Shoyo chuckles as he takes a hold of your chin and cups it, forcing you to look at him. He could see the fear clear in your eyes, the way you trembled at his touch.Â
âOh, my sweet loveâŠDonât be scared. I wonât hurt youâŠNot on purpose~â He says, lying.Â
You knew him well enough, experienced him well enough to know that those words were nothing but a fat lie. Shoyo pushes you back against the wall and starts to trail kisses down, starting from your neck, kissing and sucking on your collarbone. You whimper at the mild pain that came from him sucking harshly on your collarbone. You could feel one of his hands snake up your torso, cupping your breast. Shoyo starts to feel up your bare breast in his hand, gently caressing before harshly pinching your nipple between his two fingers. He smirks when he hears that familiar yelp of of pain leave your lips as slowly starts to suck and bite on your collarbone harder, leaving a huge dark hickey on it. His free hand goes down to your skirt and starts lifting it.Â
âIâm begging you, please donât do thisâ you beg him, tears silently dripping down your face. Shoyo stops and pulls away from your collarbone. He looks at your face and sees the tears flowing from your eye. He gently wipes them with his thumb, a sympathetic look on his face. âWhy are you crying? Youâre making me feel badâŠIâm not trying to hurt you, love.â He says, a soft expression on his face; he looked like a sad puppy. If you didnât know any better, youâd believe that innocent face.Â
âThen let me go, and stop, please,â your voice was soft on his ears. Â
Oh, how he missed the sweet sound of your voice when you pleaded with him, when you begged him. Â
Shoyo chuckles, he had no plans on stopping. âI told you; Iâm not letting you go, and I meant itâ Shoyo says with a smile on his face. His hand gently caresses your cheek. âI missed you so much, you know?âÂ
You could feel his other hand roughly squeeze your nipple as he continued to play with it, pulling and rolling it between his fingers in an almost cruel manner that...also felt good. You could feel his hand move from your chin, slowly caressing your body as it made its way down your body, trailing along your torso until it stopped at your thighs, forcing them apart. You suck in a cold, sharp breath, feeling his hand cupping your pussy through your panties. Shoyo chuckles when he feels you tense up. He gets close to your ear and whispers what would usually be sweet words in anyone elseâs mind, but you knew he was mocking you. âYouâre so warm hereâŠItâs perfectâ.Â
You feel a shiver run up your spine at his words. âYouâre moistâ he mutters softly, his finger gently stroking you through your panties. Shoyoâs sinister smile grows as he pushes a bit more up against you, putting his weight on you, pinning you to the wall as his fingers continue to caress you, feeling the wet spot on your panties grow. He kisses your neck, moving to your ear. âYou didnât think that you would get away from me, did you? Youâre all mine~âÂ
You shiver at his touch, your trained body reacting to his touch instantly. You could feel your panties growing damper as a familiar, unwanted pleasure starts to grow between your legs, rising up in your stomach. Shoyo laughs against your neck when he feels your body reacting, loving how youâre practically giving in already. âYour body is so honest, even if you say no. Itâs so perfect, so honest. I love it~âÂ
âNo, IâŠâ You try to object, but you couldnât stop the small moan that slipped past your lips when Shoyo pressed against your aching core, rubbing small circles against your clit through the damp cloth shielding your needy pussy from his touch. Shoyo chuckles when he heard the moan and saw you struggle to speak. Pressing harder against you, he whispers in your ear. âYouâre such a liar, love. Your body betrays you and I can feel itâŠYou know you want it~âÂ
âNo, I really donâtâ you plead with him but he doesnât stop. He squeezes your breast again while continuing to rub circles on your clit. You shiver again, your panties growing moister. It felt good, the way your body registers this familiar pleasure, the way your body reacts to Shoyoâs familiar touch. He had trained you well, trained your body well to react like this to his touch, and his touch only.Â
 Shoyo chuckles softly and kisses your neck. He feels you shiver, a soft, quiet moan leaving your lips. Shoyo rubs a bit faster, his touch gentle yet firm enough against your clit, just the way you liked being touched. Heâs loving every minute of listening to you, feeling you shudder at his touch, the way you try to hold back moans from the pleasure he gives you. âYour body seems to be begging for moreâŠWhy else are you shuddering in pleasure, love?âÂ
âNo, thatâs not it, justâŠlet me go, pleaseâ you whimper softly, and despite your efforts, another moan escapes your delicate lips. Shoyo smirks and pulls your panties to the side, stroking your wet lips, before delving a little deeper. You could feel him tease your hole with his fingers, the familiar touch of his fingers toying with your pussy makes you want to fall apart. But you donât, you refused to. Â
He doesnât do anything more than teasing, simply stroking your cunt in just the right ways to make you squirm. You watch through lidded eyes as Shoyo pulls his fingers back and smirks, they were covered in slick, your slick. He laughs at the sight, a smug smile making its way onto his face. He places his fingers on your lips, his face close to yours. You close your eyes, a stray tear making its way down your face as he gently pokes your lips with his slick coated fingers, his smirk growing. âLooks like your body is betraying you, love. You shouldnât lie to me, right~?âÂ
You fight the trained urge to open your lips and suck his fingers clean, like you were forced to do so many times in the past. Shoyoâs smirk widens a bit when he sees you stop yourself. He continues massaging you, going slightly faster, loving seeing how youâre trying to deny the pleasure. âIâm not lyingâ you say softly, turning your face away from his sharp, raptor-like gaze.Â
âOh really? Are you sure about that? You seem to be enjoying this a lot, darling~â. Â
You feel your legs go weak, you fight to keep standing, pleasure spreading through your body. âIâŠno, itâŠit's not like thatâ you mutter softly. Shoyo chuckles softly and buries his nose in your neck, taking in your familiar scent again. He could feel you getting weak, he felt his dick twitch in hos boxers again, enjoying the moans coming out of your mouth.Â
Fuck~ he wanted to take you right here, right now. Â
But he would wait. He was having too much fun teasing you at the same time.Â
âYou can try to deny it all you want, but you and I know that youâre giving in~â He continues massaging your clit, picking up the pace. He pushes his body up against you, making sure you canât go anywhere, only lean on him for support. You feel your body unconsciously lean against his, your legs shaking... just like he wanted you to. You wanted to fight the feeling, but you couldnât. Â
You feel his fingers continuing to tease your hole, driving you crazy. âIâm putting them in~â he whispers in your ear but before you can object you feel two of his fingers slip inside of you, easily. âNow that wasnât much trouble, youâre so wet for me they slipped right inâ Shoyo coos again. You close your eyes, hating your bodyâs reaction to this manâs touch. âAww, you feel that Sunflower, youâre sucking me inâ Shoyo taunts you, and you knew he wasnât wrong. Â
You could feel it too. Â
You try to hold back a moan, the pleasure intensifying. You were a little ashamed to admit, but it was the first time you had something inside since you left him. You try to hold back a moan but you couldnât. The way his fingers felt so good inside, even if he wasnât moving. Shoyo chuckles when he feels you lean against him, satisfied that he's able to break your resistance even just a little. His ears perk up when he hears your stifled moan and he smirks to himself. âItâs alright, love. You can make any sound you want here. No one is going to find us here. You can make all the loud noise you wantâŠLet it out~âÂ
âNo, no this isnât right. You shouldnât be here" you whimper trying to bite back your moans as you feel him move his fingers slowly. Â
Fuck~ it felt so good, his fingers, the way he moved, how gentle his movements were. Â
But you could never admit that out loud.Â
Shoyo laughs against your neck as he slowly moves his fingers in and out, loving youâre attempt to deny the pleasure. âWhy not~? We belong together, remember? Youâre my love, my Sunflower, and mine to have whenever I please.â Shoyo says softly, as if trying to lure you in with his sweet tone, and gentle words. Â
Just like he did the first time. Â
You donât say anything, your breath growing heavier the more Shoyo moved his fingers. Your eyes go wide when you feel him go faster. Shoyo chuckles and looks down at you. Seeing your eyes go wide is such a wonderful sight. He looks into them and doesnât slow down, pushing his fingers a little bit harder. Â
*Squelch*Â
*Slick*Â
*Sluck*Â
âI can see the pleasure in your eyes, love. You canât deny that youâre enjoying it. Look at you, quivering in pleasureâŠYouâre perfect~â Shoyo coos in your ear. âShut up...and just...leave me be, please,â you beg him, doing your best to hold in your moans. Shoyo laughs again and moves his head to your ear. âYouâre begging me to stop, but I can feel how your body is shaking under my touch. Your body is begging for more, my dear Sunflower~â Â
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You shake your head, ânoâŠâ You say weakly, moaning softly into his shoulder. You couldnât help it, the familiar pleasure that used to be a distant, unwanted memory slowly clouding your mind again. Â
Shoyo feels your pussy squeeze his fingers slightly as a small whine escape from your lips, he smirks, taking that as a sign that your willpower is slowly breaking, that youâre giving in. He loves how much youâre struggling to deny the pleasure, itâs arousing to see you trembling in ecstasy every time he touches you. The way you try to hide how good you feel, your labored breaths, the trembling of your legs, it does nothing but puff up his pride. Â
âOh, my sweet, sweet SunflowerâŠYouâre so beautiful like this. So, so, perfect~â he âpraisesâ you. You knew he was doing nothing but mocking you all over again. âNo, don't...donât talk to me like thatâ you pant through labored breaths, your hands finding their way to his shirt, gripping it to keep yourself grounded. You use his strong, lean yet well-built sports body to support your body. Shoyo can feel you clutching onto his shirt as you use him to prevent yourself from falling. He loves how your hands are shaking, grasping the fabric of his shirt. He knows that you're struggling to keep up your strength to resist. And he was loving every second of it.Â
âHmm~? I can talk to you however I want, my love. You belong to me. And I know that you love the way Iâm talking to you right now~â Â
You shake your head, denying it. âIâŠah~⊠I-I donâtâ you say, letting out a louder moan when Shoyoâs fingers brush against a familiar pleasure spot. Shoyo smirks and pushes his fingers deeper, hitting that spot again...and again...and again, loving how you let out a loud moan. âYou can try to lie all you want, my loveâŠBut I know that youâre lying. The way your body is acting speaks louder than your words, you know~â Shoyo murmurs in your ear. He moves his head to your neck and begins to kiss and suck all over, wanting to cover it with as many hickeys as he can. You can feel that familiar pleasure building up in your stomach despite your protest. Â
You didnât want to butâŠhe was going to make you; like he always did. âPlease, noâŠâ you weakly beg Shoyo when he starts moving his fingers faster and harder, hitting that spot again and again, going deeper than before still. Shoyoâs smirk widens when he hears you say ânoâ again even though he can hear the moans in your voice and feel how much your body is quivering in pleasure and how tight you are around his fingers.Â
âStop denying yourself, dear. Admit that youâre enjoying it. I know you love the feeling~âÂ
His mouth moves up to your ear and he whispers. âGive in and let it out, Sunflower~â You feel an electric shock like pleasure course through your body, your walls shuddering around Shoyoâs fingers. The red head smirks when he feels your soaking, messy cunt clamp down on his fingers, pulsing around him. He smirks, slowing down his rhythm just a little but not by much, prolonging your orgasm as he gently coos in your ear. Â
âThatâs itâŠGood girl~ I was wondering when you would give inâ Shoyo whispers gently, licking his lips as he looks down at you. âI can feel how youâre clenching around my fingers right nowâŠI know you want this, love~â he continues on. âShoyo~â You moan unconsciously when he keeps moving his finger. Â
Just like you were trained to do. Â
âPleaseâ you beg softly, looking up at him with teary eyes, a small trail of drool running down the side of your mouth. Your mind was clouded, your thoughts were so easily scrambled by his simple actions. Shoyo smirks down at you, enjoying the way your eyes looked zoned out, the small trail of drool dripping down your chin. He couldnât resist leaning in and licking it clean for you. He couldnât stop his smirk from growing into a smug grin once again when he hears you moan his name, loving the way you said it. His thoughts immediately go back to the way you used to say his name, like a sweet melody. Seeing the tears and the drool on your face makes him feel satisfied, that youâre slowly falling into your conditioned state. Seeing you in this helpless and pleasure filled state, he couldnât stop himself. He just had to tease you more.Â
âPlease what~? What do you want, love? Tell your sweet me what you need~â Shoyo mockingly coos with a twisted smile on his face. âWanna⊠ah~â you moan, unable to get your words out. Shoyoâs eyes shine when youâre unable to speak, loving the fact that youâre so wrapped up in the pleasure to even form words to speak to him. Seeing you so weak and vulnerable was so satisfying, it was like a dream come true once again. âYou want what~? Use your words, love~â He teases, seeing a smirk spread across his face as he speeds up, his fingers rubbing against that sensitive spot. Â
âWanna stop butâŠfeels good, feels really goodâ you whimper, tears falling down your face so perfectly as you beg Shoyo to stop but also to keep making you feel good. Shoyo laughs gently, his fingers moving even faster, massaging all your sweet spots he had memorized perfectly. Seeing you so helpless, desperately wanting the pleasure but not wanting to admit it, tears rolling down your face, it was so cute and arousing to him.Â
âYou want me to stop? But you know that youâre loving it, Sunflower. Your body is just begging for more⊠And Iâm here to give you what you really want~â Shoyo squeezes your breast again, his fingers playing with your sensitive bud that already felt achy and puffy from his previous teasing. You letâs out another moan, trying to keep quiet as your brain slowly starts to shut off, slowly giving into the pleasure. Shoyoâs smirk widens, leaning down to your ear and whispering, âthereâs no one here but us, love. You can make all the noise you want. Let me hear all those sweet moans coming out of your pretty mouth~âÂ
You shake your head, biting your lip. You wouldnât, you didnât want to. Shoyo grabs your chin and looks into your eyes. He doesnât like how youâre biting your lip, trying to hold back the moans and pleasure. He leans in, close enough to feel his breath on your face. âNo, my love. I want to hear your sweet moans. I want you to stop holding back and just let it all out. I want to hear you, hear the pleasure in your voice. Donât make me use force to get those noises out of you~â Â
You donât say anything, biting your lip harder. You were still trying to fight him on this. Shoyo feels his irritation growing with your continued resistance. He tightens his grip on your chin, his face still very close to yours. âI warned you, SunflowerâŠYou know what happens when you donât listen to me~â He moves his hand away from your chin and grabs your hair, gripping it tight and pulling it back. He moves his mouth to your neck and begins to bite and start a hickey there. He was rough and harsh in his actions, not caring if his bite hurt your or not, his fingers moving just as roughly. You whimper, trying to hold back any sounds as he gets rougher with you. You knew itâd only make him feel better about himself. Â
It hurtÂ
Shoyoâs eyes are cold and rough as he continues to bite your neck. The grip on your hair tightens as he gives you a large hickey, marking you as his. His fingers move quickly and abruptly showing no restraint or care for your feelings or comfort. He is only focusing on making you submit to him through a means too familiar to both of you. âYouâre being such a bad girl, love. I know youâre loving this; you know that you love it. Just give up and give in to meâŠâ Â
You whimper again. Some part of your brain whispers for you to fight the pleasure, to not give in. But it was hard, so hard not to. Shoyo continues to mark your neck, giving you large hickeys that would be impossible to hide. He feels you struggling to fight back against the pleasure, but he can see that youâre slowly giving in. With how youâre reacting, he knows that you canât hold out much more. After all, Â
He trained you too well. Â
âJust give in, loveâŠStop fighting. I know you want to, give in to the pleasure. Let me hear those sweet moans coming out of your mouth~âÂ
You donât say anything, not know what to say. Shoyo growls in frustration and pulls your hair harder, making you look at him. Heâs had enough of your disobedience, and heâs going to make you give in to him. He had finally found you after two fucking years, and if he had to retrain her again, he would. Â
âYouâre being so rebellious, Sunflower, you know that? You know I donât like it when you donât listen to me, yet here you are, trying to fight meâŠDo you need a reminder of what happens when you misbehave, love? Is that what you want?â His voice was gentle but she could hear the sharpness of his undertone, the obvious underlying threat in his words. You shiver at his tone, you knew you should say something, anything. But nothing comes to mind or leaves your mouth. You stay silent. Â
Shoyo narrows his eyes at your silence, frustrated at your lack of response. He leans down to your ear and whispers. âSince you wonât speak, I suppose Iâll have to show you what happens when youâre disobedient, my love.â He moves his hand away from your hair and grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him. He speaks in a low and cold tone. âDo you remember what happens next, love?â Your eyes widened, he wouldnât. But when he moves his hand from your chin to his belt buckle, you knew he was serious. Shoyo smirks when he notices your eyes widening when he moves his hand down to his belt buckle. He knows that youâre scared, but he also knows that you know heâs being serious.Â
âDo you understand now, love? You should have listened to me. You should have just given in like a good girl. Now look at you, scared and shaking in nervousness and anticipation, knowing that youâre going to be punished~â he was obviously mocking you. A low whimper leaves your lips, slowly shaking your head, your heart racing in your chest. âIâm sure you remember your punishmentsâ Shoyo smirks. Vivid memories from a recent past start to flash through your mind, the cruel things Shoyo would do to you that brought him joy. Â
Shoyo easily pulls his dick out of itâs confines, his other hand still buried inside your soaked pussy, pumping his fingers inside of you. His dick was already perked up, and leaking precum. You felt your heart drop. Â
He wouldn'tâŠÂ
But you knew he wouldÂ
Shoyo smirks at your expression, as if silently taunting you. âIf only you were a good girl for me, and gave me what I asked forâŠI wouldnât do have to do thisâ Shoyo whispers in your ear, slowly pulling his soaking wet fingers out your messy cunt. He licks his fingers clean, making sure you were watching him. Shoyo immediately repositions you both, forcing you against the wall again, making sure your hands were pressed against the wall. Â
âPlease, Iâm begging you not to. I... Iâll listen, so pleaseâ your soft voice tickling his ears. Shoyoâs smirk widens when he hears how soft and pleading your voice is. He knows that youâre desperate, that youâre begging him not to do it. But he has made up his mind. âBegging isnât going to help you, my love. You should have thought about that earlier. You should have given in when I asked. But you disobeyed me, and now youâll have to take your punishment like a good girl~âÂ
You stay silent, not knowing what to say. âPlease IâŠIâll listen, just please donât do this. Not again, please Iâm begging you, Shoyoâ you beg him, tears pouring down your face. Shoyo feels something in him shift, Â
Ah~ it had been so long since he heard his name on your lips.Â
Shoyo feels his dick twitch in excitement, his desire for you growing. You could feel it, the way his dick jumped and twitches against you. It made you feel disgusted, like you wanted to scream and cry butâŠyou couldnât. But at the same time... some part of you wanted this, as fucked up as it was. Â
Shoyoâs cold expression falters when he hears his name on your lips. It was like music to his ears. He hadn't heard you say his name like that in years, it was like you were his loving Sunflower again. He was torn between sticking to his decision and giving into his desires. The way you said it was like a sweet melody to him, it made him feel something deep inside of him, something primal and possessive. He could feel a rush of pleasure and satisfaction run through him. The urges he felt only being fed by way you said his name so desperately, so pleadingly. The tears rolling down your face and the way you were begging for him, it made him want you even more.Â
"Mmm~" He hums, his chest swelling up in pleasure from your words and the way you look. "Oh, how I missed you saying my name like that...But I don't think you realize just how disobedient you've been. You need to learn your lesson, my love." He says softly, taking his thick, veiny cock and slapping it against your ass. You couldnât help the way your body responded without your permission, the way your thighs rubbed together in anticipation, the way you subconsciously stuck your ass out more for him, as if you were pleading with him to touch you in a way you didnât fully know if you wanted or not at this point. Â
Shoyo noticed the way your body responded, the way you rubbed your thighs together and stuck out your butt without even realizing it. It was so obvious how you were unconsciously pleading for his touch. He knew that your body was craving his touch, even if you were unwilling to admit it. But something about knowing it wasn't your own will to do so, to react so easily to his touch, was satisfying to see. He loves how your body acts without your permission, how it responds obediently to him, just as he trained it to do. "Ah, your body is being so obedient, love. Even though your words are saying one thing, I know that your body is telling me another~"Â
"No, I'm not...it's not like that" you try to protest but your mind started to get more clouded, the smell of his scent, the familiar weight of his dick laying against your ass; it was all clouding your mind. You thought you were able to escape his grasp. But while you did so mentally, it looked like your body still belonged to him in the worst ways. Â
Hinata laughs at your protest, loving how weak your voice is, how you're struggling to deny that your body is pleading for his touch. He can feel your body giving in to the pleasure again, just like he wanted. He laughs again, a little louder this time. "Your words are saying one thing, love, but your body is telling a completely different story. Your body hasn't forgotten how it's supposed to act around me. You can say you hate it all you want, but your body is already surrendering to me~"Â
You shake your head, âno...itâs not like thatâ you repeat yourself, sounding like a broken record at this point. But Shoyo was right, your body seemed to tell a truth you werenât ready to admit. "You're not, huh? Then why is your body trembling? Why is your body subconsciously moving in the way I want, just like it was trained to do? Your body is telling me everything, loveâŠ"Â
You try to protest again but the warm feeling of his dick pressing against your entrance was more than enough to shut you up. âLast chance Sunflower, apologize for what you did~â Shoyo coos in your ear. You stay silent. Wrong move. Â
You feel Shoyo bottom out completely, his cock forcefully shoving itâs way into your needy hole. The glide was easy, your pussy already sopping wet, glistening with your slick that was dripping down your leg. Shoyo lets out a breathy moan, almost like a satisfied sigh, the same one you gave after finally getting your hands on something that youâve been yearning for, for so long. It made her shiver, whether it was from the pleasure of having his dick inside you or not, you couldnât tell. But those thoughts were quickly wiped from your mind when you heard his voice again. Â
Â
âFuck~, princess you feel so good...fucking missed this pussy, so muchâ he moans softly. Shoyo lets out a moan, sending shivers up and down your spine as his fingers dug almost painfully into your waist, keeping you still for him. The feeling of how your pussy squeezes and stretches around his girth, trying to accommodate his large size after all this time. He lets out a small groan from the pleasure from your tight cunt was giving him, he never wanted to let his feeling go. He can't help but lean his head back and let out a shaky breath. He missed this feeling for so long, he couldn't get enough of it.Â
âIt's been so long since I've been able to be so close to you like this. You just don't know how much I've ached for this, my Sunflower~" Shoyo lets out another moan. He was trying his best not to move yet, being nice enough to give you a couple of seconds to adjust to his size. But that restraint was quickly slipping. He desperately wanted to claim you again, to mark you as his own once more. He looks down at you, his eyes filled with a primal hunger, his breathing heavy.Â
"Gods, I've been waiting for this moment for years. I don't think I can hold back much more, love...I want you so badly~" he mutters in your ear before you start to feel him move.Â
Shoyo groans softly as he starts to move inside you, the feel of your tightness enveloping him, reminding him of how long it had been since he last held you, felt you. His movements were slow at first, his hands still gripping your hips tightly. He leans down next to your ear, his breath warm against your skin. "Mmm, you feel so good, love...I'm not gonna be gentle, I'm too desperate for you..." His words sent a chill up your spine but...some part of you liked it, found enjoyment when he spoke to you like that, told you how desperate he was for you. Â
Shoyo starts to move faster, his hands gripping your hips tightly. He can feel you shiver at his words and he grins, loving the way you're responding to his touch. You could feel his body moving against yours in a steady yet frantic, borderline desperate rhythm. He leans down and gently bites your shoulder; his voice slightly ragged with desire. "Ah, you like that, don't you? The way I'm gripping you so tightly, so desperately, that's how much I want you...I'm done holding back now, love...I'm going to claim you as mine again, make you remember who you belong to, make you remember how good I can make you feel~. You feel so good, love...So perfect, so mine. I've missed this, missed you~ "Â
"Please...don't talk to me like that, I... I can't" you plead with him, knowing if he kept soothing you with sweet words while violating your body you...might break. Hinata doesn't listen to your plea. Instead, he continues to speak in a gentle yet possessive tone, his pace picking up as the pleasure escalates. "But I should talk to you like this, love. You are mine, and I will treat you that way. I don't care if you're fighting against this or me, I will show you that you belong to me...and you will accept it~" Â
âNo, I... I canât, not like this-â "Oh, but why not, princess? You've always loved it when I talked to you like this, you've always loved it when I was rough and possessive. I know you still do. I can see it in those beautiful eyes of yours~" Shoyo teases you, his dick slamming into you repeatedly, it was rough and it burned but you liked it. He was breaking you all over again. "I...I" you try to say but speaking was too hard, your brain was muddled with pleasure and pain, and you were enjoying all of it. Shoyo smirked with satisfaction at your struggled words. He increased the pace again, moving even rougher against you.Â
"That's it, love~ It's okay, you don't need to speak. Just feel everything. Just let yourself feel the pleasure and the pain, it's the only thing that matters now~"Â
âNo...I...â Â
He knows you're enjoying it, despite how much you try to deny it. "Don't try to speak, love. You're only gonna make it harder on yourself. Just give in, let me take control. Let me make you mine once more, as you were always supposed to be~"Â
âI...â you try to speak but he only chuckles at your futile attempt to speak once more. He moves his hand up to gently cover your mouth, gently hushing you again, his movements not faltering as he continues to fuck into you like an animal, like you were nothing more than a sex doll molded for his pleasure. He can see the internal struggle in your eyes, the way you're trying to deny yourself pleasure. "Shhh~ Stop fighting it, princess. Just stop fighting me and give in, give in to the pleasure and let yourself go...You know you want it, you know you've missed this as much as I have~"Â
âI...â you try to speak again but once more but your thoughts fail you. The feeling of Shoyo's shaft slamming into your abused cunt only driving you crazier, turning you stupid all over again. Â
Shoyo laughs softly as he feels you struggle once more. He can see how mindless you're becoming due to the pleasure, how your thoughts are failing you, and it only adds to his own enjoyment. "Don't force yourself, Sunflower. You're making it way too easy for me to break you. I love seeing you like this, all mindless and needy. You're becoming so stupid again, and it's so cute, just like I like you, just like I trained you to be~"Â
You let out a soft whimper, his words getting to you as his length reached deeper into your pussy, you could feel his head reaching your womb, he was deep...too deep, it hurt, but it felt so good. His words and his movements have you trembling and whimpering, your body overwhelmed with a delicious mix of pain and pleasure. Shoyo looks down at you, his breaths coming in short and sharp. He can see the pain and pleasure in your expression, how you're trying to hold on, but he is determined to see you break completely. "You're doing so well, my love. You look so beautiful like this. You're taking me so well, just like you were meant to. Just a little more, princess. Just give in to me~"Â
It was hard to resist his sweet words, even though you knew better; you could feel yourself slipping backwards, falling for his honey laced trap again. Hinata watches with satisfaction as he can see you slipping, falling once more for his sweet words. A sly smirk spreads across his lips as he can see the struggle in your eyes. "Don't fight it, princess. Don't resist. Just give in, give yourself to me. I know you want to. I know you're aching to surrender to me again. You know you belong to me, just let go and let me take care of you~"Â
It was getting so hard to resist, his sweet words lulling you into a false sense of security, his rough yet blissful strokes making your body tremble and shake with each movement. You could barely stand on your own, the only reason you hadnât fallen to your knees at this point was because Shoyo was holding you up. Â
You could feel the way his dick twitched inside you, the way his grip tightened on you. âCome now Sunflower, tell me, you missed me...didnât youâ Shoyo wasn't asking but saying those words, like he knew them to be a fact. âI...â you slowly mew, your thoughts practically nonexistent by now. Hinata grins, satisfied with your reaction. He looks down at you, his eyes dark with lust and possessiveness but there was also a sense of tenderness and care there...or was she just imagining that? She wasnât sure, she wasnât sure of anything really anymore. Â
She just wanted...to give in at this point. Â
Hinata laughs as he sees that distant fucked out look in your eyes. He can see how mindless you've become, how your thoughts have completely faded away, consumed by the pleasure he's giving you. "That's it, love. Just let it all go. Just give in and tell me what I want to hear. Tell me how much you've missed me. Tell me how much you've ached for me, how much you've needed me. I know it's true, I know you've missed me just as badly as I've missed you~"Â
He could see the fight left your eyes at this point, his dick drilling away every single unneeded thought in your head. Good. Â
"Mmm, you're almost there, love. You're so close to giving in completely. Say it, my princess. Say you missed me~" he says gently, his voice sweet and gentle on your ears. âI...I missed you...â you mutter softly, your thoughts no longer there. Hinata grins as he hears your soft muttered words. He can tell from your voice that your thoughts are no more, that you're finally submitting to him completely. "Ah~ That's a good girl, princess. You didn't fight back this time; you gave in like you should've from the start. Say it again, my love, tell me how much you missed me~"Â
He starts to move faster, driving himself deeper into you. He could feel a coiling tension in his body, demanding to be released. And you were the same, a familiar tension building up in your stomach, ready to burst at any second. âTogether, princessâ Shoyo mutters, and you find yourself nodding, agreeing with whatever he wanted. Hinata grins as he sees you nodding, agreeing with his words. He can feel the tension building up in both of you, both of you on the edge of release. "That's it, princess. We're gonna release together, just like always. Just like we were meant to."Â
He starts to move even faster, his pace becoming almost desperate as he seeks release, trying to bring you over the edge with him. Â
âFuck! Sunflower, just like that...shit, you feel so good, fucking missed you so much, my needy little princess; your tight cunt, all of itâ Shoyo moans loudly when that tension finally releases. You could feel his hot cum filling your womb, causing you to fall apart right after him. You let out a muffled cry of pleasure, barely able to register anything but the feeling of his hot seed spilling inside of you, marking you as his once more, and the feeling is euphoric for Shoyo, somewhat less for you even in your dazed state.Â
"Mmm, love...I've missed you so much, my Sunflower... My princess...You're mine, all mine..." Shoyo mutters, staying buried deep inside you even after his balls finish emptying inside of you. You slowly nod your head, unable to do anything. Â
In your dazed state you were unsure of a lot of things, not even able to think correctly but you had a feeling...this time, Â
you wouldnât be able to escape again. Â
â â â ⥠. Ëâ miguel needs a stress ball (mdni) .á
stress.
miguel is always under a lot of stress.
of course he is. as leader of a society of super beings and in charge of maintaining infinite amounts of universes, thatâs a bomb load of stress.
you, his assistant, have witnessed it all and you canât do anything about it. the man is stubborn as hell and refuses any advice given to him. lyla has tried many times and it always ends the same.
absolute refusal.
you understand the stress heâs undergoing. although youâre not a spiderperson yourself but being in charge of literally every fucking reality is stressful.
you and miguel have an interesting relationship. if you would consider it a relationship. youâre not exactly friends but heâs comfortable enough to talk you about things he doesnât talk about with others.
âchingada madreâŠâ
oh you know that phrase by heart now. thereâs never a day when miguel says that famous phrase.
stepping foot into his office, you walk over to him since his desk wasnât levitating. usually he does to avoid anyone but you informed him of your arrival.
âwhat happened this time?â your voice was so monotone, unimpressed actually.
âanother peter parker almost caused a canon disturbance.â oh he sounds really pissed off. the audible irritation in his voice.
âyikes.â much not enthusiasm.
you approach closer towards him. his broad back to you, head lowered. itâs obvious heâs pinching the bridge of his nose. you know him too well.
âi swearâ sometimes i regret recruiting certain people.â miguel grumbles.
âthe glories of being leader, huh?â you snort.
âcĂĄllete.â he shoots a side glare at you.
âyou need to chill, man.â
âyou think iâm capable to chill?â he scowls.
you shrug, unaffected by his pissed off attitude. âmaybe, if youâd listen to lyla about relaxing.â
miguel scoffs, rolling his eyes. âi canât relax, tonta. i canât with all this shit on my shoulders.â he plants his hands flat on the desk, staring at the screens.
you roll your eyes too. this dude really needs to relax, even for 5 minutes before he erupts like a volcano. then suddenly, an imaginary light bulb on your head lights up. an idea, a very interesting idea.
âyou need a stress reliever.â
you get a side-eye from him. âno, i donât.â
âque si, tonto. you need to relieve all that stress.â
miguel turns his head to the side, looking at you. âyeah, con que?â he asked curtly.
you ponder for a moment. then, another light bulb lights up. âyou need a stress ball.â
oh now you peaked his interest. one thick brow raised in curiosity. âa stress ball?â
âyes.â you nod nonchalantly.
âwhat kind of stress ball?â he pushed further.
a mischievous smirk forms on your face as you push up your chest. folding your arms over to put emphasis on it, hoping he gets the message.
his brows furrowed in confusion. miguel studies your face then noticed your strange posture. mahogany eyes land on your emphasized chest. thanks to your slightly low cut blouse, thereâs a sneak peek of your cleavage. his eyes widen in shock.
âÂżestas loca?â he sounds utterly in disbelief. face feeing hot, cheeks burning.
âmaybe but itâs an option.â you smirk.
miguel is utterly speechless. heart pounding in his rib cage. cheeks practically burning. you literally just offered your boobs as stress balls for him. how the fuck is he gonna comprehend that? his personal assistant, someone he secretly cares about and has unsure feelings for, is offering her boobs to him.
âthis- this isnât right. we- i shouldnât.â he stutters, averting your gaze due to shyness.
you roll your eyes. âoh come on, miguel. itâs just a one time thing. iâm offering you a method to help you relieve stress. itâs not like weâre committing a crime.â
âno but it feels like one! you canât just offer your body to someone as a stress reliever!â
âconsider it as a trade. you get a stress reliever and i get a titty message. besides theyâve been achy.â
miguel stares at you completely dumbfounded. eyes wide and mouth hung open. he turns away for a moment to think about this crazy trade. he really shouldnât accept because he doesnât want to use your body for his own benefit. it feels wrong, no it is wrong. youâre his assistant, not his lover.
now heâs stressed out about this.
are you really okay with this? offering him to use you? you said itâs a one time thing. just do it and get it over with. it shouldnât be so bad, right?
with a heavy sigh, he turns around but doesnât meet your gaze. âfine. just this once.â he points a finger.
âtold you.â you snicker and he groans. ânow be a good boy and sit on the chair.â
his eyes widen at the pet name. he canât deny his cock twitching in his suit at that. left completely speechless, miguel obeys and sits down. with a smirk on your face, you walk over to him. his heart raced in chest, pounding like crazy in anticipation. cheeks burning up as you get closer. you silently sit in his lap without warning, straddling him.
oh fuck. his eyes shoot wide open and cock twitches. unlike miguel, you seem normal about it. that same smirk on your face. your hands remain in your lap.
âwell⊠go on.â you encourage him.
how the fuck can he go on? youâre literally sitting on his lap and face merely inches apart. he fights the biggest urge to grab your waist.
his eyes glance down at your chest. the baby pink blouse concealing the stress balls awaiting him. âare you sure about this?â he asked hesitantly.
âyes, iâm sure. you need a stress ball, or should say stress balls.â you chuckle.
miguel still finds it unbelievable this is happening. âshould i uh⊠should i take⊠it off?â his eyes glance towards your blouse.
âyeah, just donât rip it off.â
sallowing a big gulp, shaky hands reach up towards the top button of your blouse. miguel slowly unbuttons each one, still a nervous reck. each undone button, he catches a snippet of your breasts. his breath gets caught in his throat when he fully unbuttons your blouse, your bra revealed to him.
he bites back a groan seeing how the cups of your bra hug your breasts graciously. your cleavage presented like a gift to him. fuck he feels himself growing hard. those shaky hands slowly reach towards your breasts. your eyes follow them, anticipation flowing through your veins. both of you sigh as his hands touch your breasts. only a light touch of his skin and your heart goes berserk.
his hands are so big, one tit fits one palm so perfectly. in fact, theyâre way bigger than your breasts. they cover them entirely, your chest. he gently cups them, making you inhale sharply. his cock twitches at the feeling of your tits in his hands. very slowly, miguel gives them a light squeeze. you exhale softly, lashes fluttering. he then starts kneading very slowly and gently. relishing the squishiness in his palms.
he feels relaxed suddenly. perhaps it is working. miguel is so mesmerized he starts applying a bit of pressure, kneading and squeezing them more. you fight back whimpers and moans. fuck his hands feel so good. he noticed your slightly trembling form and that tells him youâre enjoying this too.
desperate to hear those noises, miguel kneads your tits with more pressure. now playing with them for his pleasure. considered heâs relaxed and the stress fade away. you couldnât prevent a soft moan falling from your lips when miguel pushes your breasts together and give them a firm squeeze. your back arched instinctively, leaning into his touch. you can feel yourself growing wet, panties damped.
that eggs miguel on. the sweet sound going straight to his cock. his hands continued playing with your soft tits. watching the round fat move in his palms makes him salivate, licking his lips in hunger. giving into temptation, miguel buried his face in your cleavage, in the valley of your breasts and plants hot open-mouth kisses on the soft skin.
another moans spills from your lips. your hands land in his hair, fingers digging into his brown curls. the mixture of his lips and hands on your breasts makes your mind hazy. reaching the state of pleasure.
âmiguel~â you moan as you feel his tongue sliding over the round surface of your breast. eyes rolled back in your head and back arched as you grind against his raging erection.
he hums contently as he continues his affectionate attack on your delicate tits. oh yeah the stress is long gone and replaced with pleasure and desire. his hips rolls into yours as you both grind against each other like horny teenagers. so crazy but feels so good.
feeling utterly satisfied, miguel moves away from your breasts and leans back against the chair. his hands come down to your waist, holding you still. your pants echo in the room. both flushed faces and cores burning with want and desire.
âso⊠you stress relieved?â you ask breathlessly, lashes fluttering and chest heaving.
âyeah⊠but thereâs something else thatâs need relief.â
© teenidlegirl. donât steal, plagiarize, or translate my work. âĄ
pt.2 pt.3
Can we talk about how much of a pervert Midoriya is???
Warning !! : Masturbation, degradation, and pussy eating. Lemme know if I missed anything ^^
Like think about it. Your average bullied 'weird' kid who honestly doesn't have a lot, (no friends, no quirk, and certainly no girlfriend) is just so dirty.
Uses his computer a LOT. You can't tell me he isn't sitting there jerking off to his oddly specific choice in hentai because he can't stop thinking about how girl's hand accidentally brushed against his while walking.
Poor thing probably doesn't even know the girl was definitely gossiping with her friends later about the accident.
"I mean, did you see the way his cheeks went bright red?" followed along with a few "yeah"'s and "that guy is so weird"'s.
Or maybe he does?? Maybe he imagines how much shit the girls talk about him so his orgasm comes even faster. Midoriya finds pleasure in someone who knows how to put him in his place.
His rough hand moving up and down his length, biting down extra hard on the hem of his favorite 'Plus Ultra!' shirt to keep him from making too much noise.
Groans and whines are heard from behind the door to his room as he trails a thumb over his slit, bringing the pre-cum around his tip to ease the tension. His head dips back and his eyes close.
He imagines the feeling of being stepped and shoved into the floor with the heel of his favorite hentai cosplayer. Insults and degrading words going through his ears and to the blood of which flows to his girthy cock.
"You're such a naughty boy, hm?", "Say it, say your mommy's naughty little boy.", "Want me to spit on you?...Yes?? Dirty bitch."
Saddest part is that he just can't help how he feels. Always becoming heated whenever a girl tells him how messy and improper his hair is.
Of course, she means it as a way to make him feel self-conscious about himself. But little does she know how he thinks about how it'd look even messier if she were to tug at his green strands while he ate her out like it was his last meal.
Mouth desperately sucking up the juices of her cunt as he moans and whimpers pathetically from just the pure taste of her warmth.
His nose swiping against her clit every time he adjusts himself to get a better angle. Arms wrapping around plush thighs to bring her closer to his face.
"Tastesâ so goodâ" he'll buck his hips up into nothing just to cool his sensations. Eyes watch every move she makes, just to make sure he's doing this right. Just to make sure he's pleasing her.
And when she finally cums and scoots herself away from him, she see's her wetness and cum have coated his face messily. The sight might be sexy, but who wants to do anything more with a loser like him?
So when she gets up and leaves like nothing even happened (despite the fact she's practically shaking as cum leaks through her panties), he follows her to the door.
"B-bye!" he calls out, and isn't surprised when she slams her car door, starts the car, and drives away. Just a little hurt.
contains: nsfw, virgins, aftercare
warnings:nsfw, virgin, uhh slight mention of pain? tell me if i missed anything
minors dni
-midoriya insists that you get on top, so you can set the pace of everything. he places his hands shakily on your hips, careful not to put any weight or pressure on you.
-midoriya is so gentle with you the first time. hes heard itd be painful for you and is terrified to hurt you. hes so scared he barely moves for the first few minutes, even though its eating him alive trying to stay still for you to adjust.
-midoriya is loud, very loud and you love it. all the lil gasps and groans drive you crazy, and make you that much louder as well. the two of you sing together with your moans and heavy breathing.
-midoriya is very nervous he won't be able to please you as well as you please him. hes heard the stories of people not finishing due to the partner's lack of action. he asks, softly, to touch your chest, and fiddle with your nipples and you happily allow him to.
-midoriya knows he wont last long, especially not with you. his rhythm stutters and hips pathetically jerk towards your warmth. he fights as much as he can to last, for you, but once you see the way his eyebrows are knit together, and the concentration on his face, youre all but begging him to finish for you.
-midoriya comes undone loudly. youre sure the whole apartment can hear him. and you love it, youre obsessed with the sound. he, however, is embarrassed beyond belief, hiding his face in his hands.
-midoriya had read up on aftercare extensively. as soon as hes rested enough and recovered, hes up getting you water and a warm blanket. he cacoons the two of you together in bed, putting on a cute movie to enjoy together and presses a kiss to your forehead, telling you how much you mean to him.
Hey, don't be sad. Dragon with two dicks ok?
One dick is for proper insemination. It's huge, almost as big as you are, you definitely can't take it.
But the other one is much smaller. It's meant purely for pleasure, like a clit. It's still quite big for you but you can definitely fit it inside. It swells inside you, hot, heavy and throbbing.
Your dragon partner is trying very hard to stay composed, you're basically riding the most sensitive part of him. He has to keep his composure so he doesn't hurt your small human body. He just lays there moaning, growling and twitching while his little human rides his dick.
You could even turn around and play with his bigger cock, reaching to rub the tip or hugging your body around it while you keep bouncing.
He can't help but hump the air as he cums, jostling you up and down his length and bringing you to your own climax.
You lay on his stomach, exhausted and covered in cum. He purrs lazily and the vibrations lull you to sleep on his warm belly.
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a hooman on ig asked for starnetâs default form (because your girl is a mess and hasnât shown anything with starnet yet outside of her wedding attire)
here she is. my mage-goddess of a fusion. plot twist she isnât a permafusion because everyoneâs gay for her and she doesnât like that because sheâs married. to herself. i mean you gotta admit, thatâs at least a bit of an issue
loser! gamer! shigaraki making you cum from his Xbox controller. striped panties on display as you spread your legs wide for him, he places the remote right on your clit as he presses a button and causes it to vibrate. and he just cums in his boxers watching your panties get damp as you cum and ruin your cute panties
By request of the discord! Hereâs the smut thesaurus Iâve been building to help me write. Itâs even longer now because I included some extra words from The Ultimate Guide to Writing Smut Fic by QuinnAnderson on AO3.Â
How many words are there for âpenisâ and âthrustâ (that arenât completely cringey)? Here are all the ones Iâve gathered so far đ
Itâs going under the read-more cut because itâs over 1,000 words in bullet-point form so it is loooong.Â
EDIT: Here are some additional pointers!
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ê°ê°mdni // masterlistê±ê±
đđđđš đđźđ đźđ«đź đąđŹ đ đŠđđđ§ đđđđŹđ, heâs all kind smiles and soft tones but his hands are rough on you and his words are mean. Murmuring things like, âYouâre so cute for someone with a cunt this fucking greedy.â Tone light but content dark, his cock driving into you from behind, hands tugging you back onto him like youâre a human ragdoll.
Fucking you so well, just right, getting you so fucking close for the umpteenth time only for him to mock you for how fast heâs getting you to cum again, âAlready? So soon? Canât fucking help yourself, can you?â
Lips trailing up your neck from behind, leaving behind wet kisses as he covers your body in his, hips never stopping their relentless thrusting. âGot such a messy pussy,â heâd coo at you, going quiet only so you can hear the obscene squelching filling the room.
He embarrasses you on purpose, he loves how you shy away from him at his words, but your cunt only grows slicker, coating his cock so well. Your body so completely honest with him where youâre not.
Itâs not like he stops either, heâs fucking you until you cum and teasing you for how easy it is the whole time. Only stopping to groan at how you grip him sinfully tight, even then, heâs thinking of how to embarrass you more.
YeahâŠđđđđš đđźđ đźđ«đź đąđŹ đ đŠđđđ§ đđđđŹđ