His So.... *sigh*

Why is he so hot and simpable!!! Don't judge my made up word!!!!

Swell (Alhaitham)

TAGS: Alhaitham/F!Bunny!Reader, smut, breeding, fatherhood, pregnancy

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JUSTICE!!!!!!!!🐎🏈🏉🏊🚂

Pusher... Is pushed and punished

OK so this salt fic is very dark… There will be severe bullying and threats and demands of suicide, there will be blood too but please understand that this fic will be explained at the end… Also I got the idea from watching some meme’s to the song pusher.

Lila Rossi never thought she would go down like this… All because of her attempt to kill Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

It was all going well, she had made the class hate her… Except for Chloe and Sabrina, they followed her to the back and glared at them when they spoke bad about Marinette but she didn’t care! The girl was getting what she promised, then she took Adrien from her, once Alya gave up on helping Mari dating Adrien as she didn’t want to “Stop bullying Lila for being jealous of her connections” Alya turned to help Lila date him… And his father was forcing him to date Lila.

She didn’t get a reaction, Marinette just shrugged and walked away… That pissed her off, so to get back at her, each time Mari was alone, Lila would attack, a punch here, a kick there, a bucket of water poured on her here, trash dumped on her there she even tore her clothes once! And each time she got away with it because the class claimed she was being clumsy! Even better Adrien looked upset with Mari for causing a scene!!!

Now that was fun… But she wanted the girl gone, Marinette was still smiling, each time she harmed Mari, Chloe would tell the principal she called the police to investigate because “Mari couldn’t have been clumsy like that! These bruises were done to her!!” she then ordered her father to get cameras set up because it didn’t make sense for the girl to be soaked with water or covered in trash… Once Lila had grabbed trash from her place since the day she would do it had been trash day and Chloe figured it out.

So Lila couldn’t do much more now, but the class did and they were getting punished… Even accused of being the ones who attacked Mari when it was Lila, they denied it but there actions matched the ones Lila did… So they were suspended or given detention, Lila felt a little bad for them but it kept her safe though… But Marinette was still here and Lila Rossi didn’t like that one bit as she sighed while in her room.

She would need to get her hands dirty once again.

It wasn’t the first time she caused a death, in Italy she moved to 5 different schools before moving to Paris because she had caused three classmates to end there lives… While she had to kill two and were believed as suicides, and she didn’t mind that because it was easy, just claimed she being bullied by the student, her classmates claimed the same and then claim you think they ended there lives to say sorry… Simple right?

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This is so beautiful... (°ﾛ°٥)

Loved your first time with Vax fic! Please can also do one for Percy, if you have the time?

I’m so glad you liked it!!! 😁 😀 😃!!!

This Percy one is part 2 to love confession HC’s, 18+ and smut

You stood there, dumbfounded at such a simple yet emotional confession. Not knowing what to say, you let out a short gasp before treading carefully.

“You…you love me? How, wha—what?” Percy stepped tentatively towards you, never wanting to scare you away. “I love you, y/n. Most ardently. And I wish to change things between us.” You felt glued to the floor, unsure of what to say next. Oh fuck it, I’m tired of waiting

Throwing caution to the wind, you ran with your feelings. “I love you, too, Percival. But love is only scratching the surface of what I’ve felt.” Feeling bolder at your assertions, Percy stepped forward to take your hands into his. “I’ve thought about you, desired you, wanted you.” Breathing deeply, Percy pulled you into him as his arms wrapped tightly around you.

As you melted into his embrace, he felt so strong and steadfast under your touch. You savored this moment before Percy’s voice broke your train of thought. “Before that life was taken from me, I was raised to be a gentleman. But every moment spent with you in this moment further erodes the restraint that I have kept up for too long.” Your heart only raced faster at his words, praying that he couldn’t feel it through your embrace. 

Slowly lifting your head, your hopeful eyes met the longing gaze of the white-haired gunslinger. “Then don’t hold back anymore, Percival.” With your permission granted, Percy leaned down to capture your lips with his. It was sweet, surprisingly soft, and wrapped every passionate feeling that Percy held for you. 

He lifted you into his arms, but never broke the kiss, as you both made way over to where his bed stood. Placing you down softly, you let your arms roam across his clothed body. You heard soft moans and gasps come from him as he lifted his head to face you. “I know I have you here...but are you sure? Certainly sure you want to...? 

You gripped the side of his face with one of your free hands, while removing the lenses from his face with the other. “Percival De Rolo the Third, you have me literally in your bed and you’re still asking? Take off these clothes, and we’ll have a different conversation....”

“As you wish.” He laughed softly at your bluntness before starting to shuck off the vest that covered him. Stripping each other bare felt like a sacred act, worshipping each other with hands and lips to admire the material forms that had such prowess. The scar that your lover bore on his chest felt so foreign under your touch, but you could feel Percy shiver under your touch. The short gasps and moans continued for a good while as your lips covered it and you palmed the growing desire between his legs.

Suddenly, you felt a hand reach down to stop your ministrations. You looked up to see the green in Percy’s eyes go dark, the desire and longing simmering underneath. “On top now...ride me.” You switched positions, with you now sinking down onto him and nimble fingers pressing into your hips and sides. You straightened your hips to adjust yourself before slowly moving back and forth. 

Falling into the rhythm of your pace, you gasped out in pleasure as you slid along his cock. Leaning down, you laced kisses along the base of his neck, face and lips as you felt two strong arms circle around you. Keeping you in place, you felt Percival thrust harder into you. You could feel yourself reaching your peak so quickly, wanting to surrender to the passion. You could hear the hoarse voice, laced with lust, whisper in your ear. “Come for me love...come on my cock.”

Readjusting yourself, you clamp down as if on instinct and quickly snap your hips in an attempt. You were grateful that none of the others were present as both of your moans echoed within Percy’s bedroom and slightly into the hallways. Spent from your passionate affections, you let Percy take you into his arms as he tucked you into his side. 

It was a quiet evening, save for the panting breaths and an “I love you, dearest” in your ear as you started to surrender to the sleep that began to claim you. 

Sucker for breeding kinks... ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Breeding | Bakugou x Reader

Warnings: Heavy breeding, super minor lactation kink

WC: 1205

Huge thank you to @tetsurousharlot for betaing this for me! (And for how fast you did it cause that shit was impressive.)

Masterlist

Bakugou has been eyeing you all day. He watches you prance around his agency in your tight, little hero costume. All he can think about is getting you home and throwing you on the bed. But no. No, you wanted to go out to dinner because you both happened to get off early at the same time. So maybe he was a little rude to the waiter, but come on, you looked so gorgeous, sitting there in the low light of the restaurant and the waiter was getting a little too friendly. Bakugou is not the most patient person on his best day, but when he wants nothing more than to bend you over and fuck you stupid, some damn waiter flirting with you is not what he needs.

“I can’t believe you. You were so rude to him, Katsuki.” You grumble, walking into the house.

“He was practically drooling all over you.”

“He was being nice! What’s up with you today? I feel like you’ve been so snappy with everyone.”

“Fuck off, no, I haven’t been.”

“Yes, you have. I know I’m usually the only one you can stand to talk to for so long, but still.You were pretty mean to anyone that got near me.”

He lets out a groan and rolls his shoulders. “Do you know how fucking hot you looked today? All I have wanted was to bend you over and fuck you full, but everyone kept getting in the goddamn way!”

“So you’ve been an ass to everyone because you wanted to fuck me?” You question, raising a brow at him.

“Don’t fucking say it like that. I’m allowed to want to fuck my wife.”

“Aw, ‘Suki, baby. I know you are, but all you had to do was ask and you could have had me.” You giggle, walking over and pulling him down by his tie. “I’m always yours to fuck. Do whatever you want.”

“Anything?”

“Anything.”

He watches you for a moment, taking in the soft features of your face before grabbing your thighs and hoisting you up. You immediately wrap your legs around his waist and arms around his neck, holding onto him tightly. Without saying anything, he immediately attacks your neck with soft kisses and little bites as he carries you to your bedroom. Rough, calloused hands squeeze at your thighs before you're roughly tossed onto the bed.

“Katsuki!” You squeal as you bounce when you hit the soft mattress.

“Shut up, I got a goal right now.” He growls, tugging his tie off and unbuttoning his shirt.

“What goal?”

“I wanna breed your tight little cunt.”

“I, Katsuki. What?” You question as he crawls onto the bed to hover above you.

“We’ve been talking about it. You want a baby and now I’m done talking. I wanna fucking breed you. I want you pregnant.”

You stare up at him with wide eyes for a moment before nodding dumbly. He gives you a large grin before kissing you roughly. Pulling you up, he unzips your dress before moving out of the way to tug it off of you and throw it off the bed. His hands roam your body, calloused fingers dig into soft skin, pushing in hard enough to leave bruises. A hand slips under you and unhooks your bra, pulling it off and tossing it off to the side. Your hands comb through blond spikes, pushing his hair off his forehead, giving you a clear view of his crimson eyes.

Bakugou gives you a soft smile you know he reserves for only you and leans down to kiss you a little softer this time. He pulls your panties down and throws them off to the side, his own clothes following not long after. Hovering above you, his hand finds its way between your thighs, fingers swiping through your slick folds before circling your clit before sliding down to press into you. He swallows the small moan you let out and slowly scissors his fingers stretching you out.

“Katsuki, it’s fine. ‘m ready.” You whisper against his lips.

“S not fine, barely stretched you.”

“Just, it’s fine, come on. Give me a baby, Katsuki. Please?” You pout, clenching around his fingers the best you can.

With a little groan, he rips his fingers from your cunt and pushes your legs up to your chest. Fitting himself against you, he grinds the underside of his cock between your folds grinning when you whine as the tip bumps against your clit. Finally, he pulls his hips back and pushes the tip into you, grunting when it finally pops in. He pushes in slowly, letting you really feel the stretch of him. Letting the thick vein on the underside of his cock slide against your walls, tip kissing at your cervix as he finally bottoms out within you.

“Fine, I’ll give you a baby. Fill you up and keep you fucking full until it takes.”

“Yes! Katsuki, please!”

“Can’t fucking wait to see you get all round, tits nice and full of milk for my baby. But you’ll be a good girl and share, right? Let me have a taste?”

He pulls his hips back and slams into you again, letting his cock force your warm, velvet walls apart. Pure determination and lust crossover his face as he slams into you. His fingers dig into the back of your thighs pushing them closer to your chest. The extra space allows him to hit just a little deeper within you with every thrust.

“Can’t wait to see you all fuckin round with my baby. Let every stupid fucker that flirts with you at the agency know you’re mine.”

“Suki! Please! You’re, fuck, you’re too deep, baby.”

He ignores your small plea and continues driving into you as hard as he can. A hand drops between the two of you, his fingers rubbing quick messy circles against your clit as he growls down at you. His cock hits all the right places every time he thrusts down into you, leaving your mouth hanging open, moans falling freely from it. A few more pointed thrusts from him and you’re suddenly cumming hard around him. Your release splashing against his thighs and lower abs.

“That’s it, princess. Fuck yeah. That’s what I like to see, baby.” He growls down at you.

“Suki! Daddy! Sensitive! Please, slow down!” You whine, pushing a hand between the two of you to push at his hips in hopes of slowing them.

“No, just hold still. You just gotta take a little more so daddy can cum.”

Ignoring your whines, he pushes your legs up a little higher in hopes of forcing himself a little deeper in you. Tears start to gather in the corner of your eyes as he never gives up his punishing pace. Bakugou suddenly swears above you, hips jolting into yours before pressing into you as he cums hard. His hips give small, half assed thrusts before he nearly collapses on top of you breathing hard.

“Fuck, that should be a good start. You good?”

“Sensitive.” You manage to get out as you attempt to catch your breath.

“Sorry, we’ll go again in a little while. Gonna keep going until it takes.”

Ok, that's hot. I hope there's another where he fucks her pregnant and drinking her breast milk...❓⁉️‼️⭕🔞

sweet creature

leon kennedy x fem!reader(nsfw!!)

MDNI

NOTE: hiii! wolf x bunny fic as promised :) gonna be so real idek if i really like this or hate it LMAOOO my brain is so fuzzy from uni coursework and i have an exam tomorrow but the writing vibe hit so here we are!! as always, hope you enjoy <3

tags/content warnings: DUB-CON, wolf!leon, bunny!reader, predator/prey, chasing, brief blood mention, praise, biting, sliiight dacryphilia, scent kink, breeding kink, knotting, p in v, creampie, oral(f!recieving), fingering, like one threat and mention of eating reader lmao

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The weather had been awful the past couple of days, forcing you to retreat to your burrow. Your food sources are running low, making you resort to scavenge as soon as the storm clears slightly. It's a bit later than you'd usually venture out, but you really needed to find something to tide you over.

The rain is still falling, but not as heavily as it has been. It still has you shivering softly as you explore the forest, gathering what you could. The weather wasn't great for foraging - your sense of smell was dampened by the rain, and the darkness made it hard to see. At least you'd have some food for another few days. Hopefully the weather would clear up by the time you needed more food.

You're just about to head back when you hear a branch break behind you. Your head snaps back, your floppy ears perking up instantly as you listen for any more noises. You catch sight of movement, and then you catch a whiff of an unmistakable scent.

A wolf.

Your basket falls from your hands as your heart starts racing in fear, eyes trained on the grouping of trees as a low growling noise sounds. As soon as the wolf moves towards you, you dart off as fast as your legs will take you, weaving through trees and bushes to try and escape him.

You can hear him hot on your tail, which only makes you want to run faster. Your lungs burn from exertion, tears stinging your eyes as fear runs through you. You just need to lose him and reach your burrow, if you just turned in a few feet, you could use your smaller side to weave through the low branches and get away.

You're too late.

You sob as soon as you feel arms wrapping around your waist, lifting you off the ground and tugging you against a firm, muscular body. You begin to struggle instantly, clawing at his arms and kicking your feet out.

“Shh, shh.” A deep voice whispers, rumbling the chest behind you. “It's alright, little one.”

You feel a nose brushing against the skin at the side of your neck as the wolf inhales deeply. You tremble in his grasp, but you stop struggling when you realise it's not getting you anywhere.

“Please. I just want to go home.” You say quietly, your voice shaking as you speak, tears streaming down your face steadily.

“You can. I won't hurt you.” He promises, his wet tongue sliding out of his mouth to lick your neck a few times. You can't tell if he's trying to comfort you, or taste you.

“I was going to eat you.” He continues, grip tightening on you as if he sensed that would make you panic all over again. “But you smell too fucking good. And you're so damn cute. Sweetest bunny I've ever seen.”

He has you pressed so tight against your body that you can feel him hardening against your ass, his nose still buried in the crook of your neck. His lips curl back and he lets his teeth brush your neck threateningly.

“I promise I'll be good to you.” He coos, setting your feet down but keeping a tight hold on you. One of his hands slides up to your jaw, tilting your head back to look at him. “I just want to play with you a little bit.”

He grins as he makes eye contact with you, his sharp canines on full display and glistening, even in the dark of the night. “What's your name, bunny?”

Your name comes out in the form of a pathetic squeak, your entire body trembling in his grasp. Your heart races fast as adrenaline pumps through your body. You open your mouth again, your lips quivering as you go to speak. “Please, just let me go.”

“Let you go? Of course.” He says instantly, giving you a smile that would seem sweet if it wasn't for the predatory glint in his eyes. “But don't I deserve a reward for winning my prey? It wasn't very nice of you to run from me, little one.”

You sniffle softly, your face crumbling slightly when you realise he's not letting you go unless you give him what he wants. Your nose twitches slightly, your ears drooping at his words. “I'm sorry.”

“Oh, that's okay, sweet girl. You didn't mean it. It's natural for a bunny like you to be afraid of the big, bad wolf.” He says with a chuckle, leaning down to run his nose along your cheek.

“If you listen to me, I'll be gentle.” He coos, licking a stripe up your cheek, groaning at the salty taste of your tears.

“If you don't… well, I'll sink my teeth into the back of that pretty neck of yours and take what I want.” He growls, the expression on his face darkening. “We don't want that, do we?”

You shake your head quickly, a full body shiver running through you. He slowly releases you, and you fight every instinct in your body to run. It's clearly the right choice, because his expression softens again and his chest rumbles with a gentle growl.

“There we go. Knew you'd be good for me, sweet girl.” He breathes out as he brushes your hair away from your face, his touch far too tender considering the situation.

He leans in, pressing his lips to yours. One of his hands moves to your floppy ears, playing gently with it. He kisses you gently at first before his lips are trying to pry yours open, using the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth.

You let your eyes shut, kissing him back. As the two of your tongues slip together, you accidentally brush one of his large, sharp teeth. Your heart jumps, but this time you're not sure if it's fear or something else, because your panties are becoming damp and sticky with arousal.

Your fingers twitch, and then your hands are moving on their own, planting themselves firmly on his hips. He growls softly into your mouth, teeth nipping at your lower lip before he pulls away, pawing at your tits through the fabric of your clothes as he sucks on your neck.

You whimper softly, your head falling back on its own to give him better access. His hands start wandering, and then he's tugging off your clothes, ripping them in the process. The cold air hits your skin, making goosebumps prickle your flesh. You shudder, and he tugs you closer to him, letting his body heat seep into your body.

What a gentleman.

“How the fuck do you smell so good?” He groans, his nose trailing down your body - over the curve of your breast, then down the soft skin of your stomach before he's burying it between your folds, kneeling at your feet.

He doesn't do much for a moment. He just worms his way between your legs and then just starts sniffing, moaning softly as he does so. The tip of his nose bumps against your clit, and your hips instantly buck towards his face.

“That's it. Good girl. Knew you'd like it, honey.” He hums against your pussy, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through you. You'd be embarrassed by how sensitive you were from this whole ordeal if he didn't stick his tongue out and start lapping at you like he was starving, malfunctioning the part of your brain that helps you form coherent thoughts.

“Oh-” You gasp, your cotton tail twitching as his tongue dips into your hole, wriggling its way inside. He looks up at you from over his brow as best he can, pulling away occasionally to suckle your clit.

“P-please, mister. S'good, oh god, need more… need you, fuck-” He pulls back at your last word, giving your pussy a harsh spank that has you jolting.

“Call me Leon, baby.” He says, rubbing circles into your clit before spreading your lips to give you a smack directly on it. “And pretty bunnies shouldn't use such bad words.” He adds, a teasing glint in his eyes.

Leon dives right back into your pussy, happily drinking up any slick that spills out of you while making the most obscene slurping sounds. One of his hands make their way to your entrance, two fingers pressing in with very little resistance due to how wet you are.

You still feel the burn, though. A small whinger falls from your lips as he starts to scissor you open, pressing sweet, open mouthed kisses to your clit to try and get you to stop tensing.

“C'mon, little one. Relax for me. I'm gonna be a lot more of a stretch than any of those bunny boys you've been with. Don't wanna hurt you when I pop my knot in this drippy pussy.” He says with a grin, nipping at the skin of your thighs.

You nod slowly, forcing yourself to relax. He murmurs words of praise and encouragement, flicking your clit with his tongue to ease the feeling. He forces a third finger inside, and your face scrunches up at the stretch. He sucks your clit back into his mouth to distract you, applying suction and flicking his tongue against it.

As soon as he curls his fingers, you're cumming all over his hand and his face, your juices dribbling down his chin. He slips his fingers out with a laugh, spreading them to watch as the strings of fluid cling to his fingers.

“Such a messy girl.” He says, clicking his tongue with mock disapproval. He licks his fingers clean, standing up and tilting your face up by the chin. He uses a thumb to pry open your mouth, and then he's spitting a mixture of your cum and his saliva onto your tongue.

“Swallow for me… that's it. Atta girl.” He hums, reaching down to slip his cock free from his trousers. “Be a good girl and put that ass in the air, baby. Gonna mount this pretty pussy.”

He waits for you to comply, dropping on his knees behind you and spreading your legs further apart. He presses his hand on the small of your back to get you to arch it more, sighing with satisfaction as the tilt of your body exposes you to him even more.

“Fuck. You really are a good girl.” He murmurs, pressing the tip of his cock into you. You let out a loud gasp at the feeling, your thighs trembling as he stretches you further than you've ever felt before. Tears spring at your eyes as he continues to press forward, his cock so fat that you're sure he's going to split you in half.

“It's okay, pretty girl. I've got you.” He says softly, rubbing a hand up and down your back to relax you as he continues to press forward, stilling when he's finally buried to the hilt. “I'm gonna stay riiiiight here, and you can move those little hips of yours when you're ready.”

You nod, cushioning your head with your arms so you don't have to press your face into the muddy ground. At least the rain has finally stopped, and you're not so worried about the cold anymore when every inch of your body is on fire.

After a minute or so you experimentally shift forward before rocking your hips back onto Leon's length. You hear him growl softly, his claws digging into your thighs and drawing blood. It stings slightly, but you're willing to ignore it.

“Leon…” You start, sniffling a little as you shift your hips again, fucking yourself back onto his cock. It feels good, but it's not enough. You know he can give you what you need. “Need more, please.”

“Oh, yeah? Is that right?” You can practically hear the grin on his face, but you don't care. You nod quickly, keeping up your movements. You yelp as you're suddenly yanked back onto his cock fully.

Your cunt sucks him in greedily, fluttering around him as he starts to thrust into you. His hips smack your ass aggressively, heavy balls slapping against your clit every time he jerks forward. He doesn't let up, pounding relentlessly into your heat, mouthing along your back and sinking his teeth into you a few times.

He licks up the blood from each bite mark he makes along your back and neck, grunting and growling as he fucks you. His thrusts get more erratic, and he feels himself getting lost in the feeling of your perfect pussy.

“Fuck, bunny. I'm gonna keep you, no way I can let you go after this. Pussy's too fuckin’ good, shit. Wanna breed you so bad. Would you like that pretty girl?”

He groans, the thought of filling you up with his cum making his cock jump eagerly. He thrusts deeper, shifting his hips so he's bullying your cervix with every movement.

“Ohhhh, bet you'd like that… being filled with my pups… fuck, or kits. Don't even care, baby. Just wanna fill that pretty womb up. Cunt's practically milking me, think you want my babies as bad as I do.”

You can barely speak, babbling incoherently. All he can really make out is a few ‘please's or ‘Leon's sprinkled throughout. He can feel how you tense around him, and he knows he's about to fuck another orgasm out of you.

“That's it, baby. Good girl. Give me one more, and I'll fill you up, yeah? Get you swollen with my puppies. Fuck, you'd be such a good mommy… sweet girl. I'll take such good care of you.” He groans, dropping his head between your shoulder blades as his thrusts become sloppy and shallow while he tries not to cum.

You cum so hard you almost push him out, so he's quick to grab your waist and force himself balls deep into you, his knot popping in as he begins to shoot ropes of thick, white cum deep into you. It keeps going, and he grinds against you as he rides out his high, grunting softly when the final spurt fills you up.

His arms wrap around your waist and he lies on his back, ignoring the way mud coats his clothes and the fur of his tail. He wanted you comfortable.

“Gonna be a while before this deflates, bunny.” He says softly, nuzzling into the crook of your neck and licking the skin there in an affectionate manner. “Then I'm gonna take you back to mine and do it again. Make sure it takes.”

You just nod lazily, eyes already half closing.

Yeah. That doesn't sound so bad.

Fainted.... 📜📗📘📙📚

𝑪𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑

[Bakugou Katsuki]

[NSFW]

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Warning! Rough sex. Raw sex. Multiple rounds sex. Missionary sex. Teasing sex. Short sex. Sex.

He's been waiting long. Too long. He received a prize for winning No Nut November, but the relief he got from pounding into you topped it all.

You moaned, groaned, and called out his name. Nearly breaking your back in an arch. Nearly losing sight because of how tightly you kept your eyes shut.

Ruthlessly mixing your organs into jelly, rearranging your entire anatomy. You were his to claim after an agonizingly long month of being teased, tested, and taunted.

"F- Fuck," he came again. Tears dammed at the overstimulation. His thumb never left your clit, constantly rubbing it in a contrasting manner to his rough thrusts.

Wearing his shirts. Cooking for him with nothing but an apron on. He was determined to win, for the sake of his pride. He never missed a chance to help you out with your needs. Finger fucking you senselessly. He won, eventually, at the end of November.

It had been a very long month for his poor desires. Ever since he had you on the counter, floor, shower, bed, or wherever he thought it best to fuck you dry.

Your tits bounced at his rhythm. One leg draped over his shoulder while the other was still shaking from your most recent orgasm.

Whoever says missionary isn't hot just hasn't done it with the right person. Looking into each other's eye. Seeing everything you're doing to the whimpering man. How he thrusted his cock deep inside of you.

It edged you on to cum again. Round after round. Until the condoms were done and he fucked you raw. The bed shook and screeched under both your weight.

His breaths were rigid, and he struggled keeping pace. You shut your eyes tightly and gripped onto the sheets beside you. A few final pounds and he let out animalistic moans. Your voice was hoarse at the number of times you called out his name. "Katsuki. Katsuki. Katsuki!"

He pulled his dick out and grinned breathlessly at his seed dripping from your bullied cunt.

His lips dipped down and kissed you lovingly. Butterfly kisses planted themselves on all your hickies and bruises and love bites. He muttered inaudible assurances of how much you meant to him. How much he needed you. How much he loved you.

You held his face above yours and stared longingly into his pretty red eyes. It made you smile. Then, you started to laugh.

"How many rounds did we do?" You chuckled as he fell to the bed beside you. You cuddled closer to him.

"Nowhere near enough to make up for all the shit you've been giving me," he referred to all the teasing, testing, and taunting.

You pecked his cheek. "We've got our work cut out for us, huh?"

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Fill you up

Husband!Leon Kennedy x Wife!Reader

Summary: Leon can't help but think about making you pregnant.

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, breeding kink??, mentions of pregnancy

The thought wouldn't leave his mind. As much as he tried, it kept creeping back. Even in his dreams...

Leon was coming back home from a mission, exhaustion visible on his face. All he wanted was his lovely wife to hold him. He made his way to the door, pulling out his keys and unlocking it. You turned around with a big smile playing on your face as you heard the jiggle of his keys. He walked in and a delicuous smell of his favorite food hit him. Then Leon saw you, his beautiful wife smiling at him and all of his worries washed away...one thing was different though.

Your big pregnant belly swollen with his baby.

He sighed when the dream re-played in his brain, once again. The way you looked with that big belly made him feel some sort of thing. He thought about it, getting lost in his thoughts as he cuddled your relaxed body from behind, his hand resting on your waist. You heard his sigh and turned to face him. "What is going through that head of yours?" You ask with a soft smile playing on your face. You knew your husband was an overthinker and you didn't like when his thoughts would constantly consume him. So you always made sure that he was okay after each mission. Just like he made sure that you were okay.

Pulling him out of his thoughts, he looks at you. "I was just thinking..." He says uncertainly. "Would you want... kids?" He blurts out and you grin. "It just crossed my mind and-" He says nervously but you stop his rambling. "Yeah, I do want kids." You reply with a smile and Leon presses his lips together. "I had a dream...and ever since then, the thought hasn't left my mind." He says softly and traces a finger on your arm stopping on your hand, looking the pretty ring on your finger. "In the dream, I came home from a mission and you stood in the kitchen with your hand on your big belly...and god, you looked absolutely gorgeous." He admits, his voice tender and soft and it melts your heart.

The imagination of Leon as a caring and protective father, holding a baby in his muscular arms painted in your brain. "You would be such an amazing daddy to our baby." You admitted and bit your lip. "You think so?" Leon smiled at you and you nodded. "Now I won't get this thought out of my head..." You grinned and Leon pulled you closer to himself. "Well, you know...we could make one..." He says and you pause to look at him. "Are you serious right now?" You ask raising a brow and he just nods. "Then come and make love to me, husband." You grin and Leon's blue eyes widened with excitement as he heard your words. A surge of euphoria rushed through him, fueling his desire to make your words a reality. He pressed his lips to your ear, his voice husky with anticipation. "Oh, baby, you have no idea how much I want that. I will make you a mama...the most beautiful mama on earth. I want to fill you up, make you swell with my seed. I'll take such good care of you, my love."

These words were enough to soak your panties and with that, his hands gripped your hips firmly but gently as he sought to fulfill your deepest desires. He got on top of you and began kissing you with love and passion. You wrapped your legs around him and traced your hand along his toned chest. He sneaked a hand under your shirt, cupping your breast and making you gasp into the kiss. It gave him a chance to push his tongue into your mouth, exploring it. He then pulled away and started planting kisses on your jaw and neck marking every sweet spot. He gripped your shirt, tugging it up and revealing your bare chest. "Can't wait till these are full of milk..." Leon said, his voice husky as he cupped both of your breasts and flicked your hardened nipples. You moaned at the sensation and he kissed the walley of your naked chest, making his way down to your belly. "And this...full of my baby." He says lovingly and kisses your belly. "Leon, please. I need you inside me." Leon's heart raced at your desperate plea, his desire reaching its peak.

He couldn't resist your request, couldn't deny the overwhelming need to make love to you and create life together. He kissed you passionately, his lips capturing yours in a fiery embrace as his hands trailed down to remove your panties. With each touch, he worshipped your body, his movements becoming more urgent and primal. He then removed his sweatpants and held his hard cock by your entrance teasing it and collecting your juices. He then slowly entered you and whispered into your ear, his voice a mixture of dominance and tenderness, "I'm going to make you mine, baby. I'm going to fill you with everything I have, and we'll create the most beautiful life together." And with that, he began a rhythm that was both fierce and passionate, his body melding with yours. Your soft moans fill the room as he gently pushes inside of you. You grab his shoulders and whimper his name. Leon groaned in response to your touch and the sound of your sweet moans.

He held your gaze with intensity, his blue eyes filled with desire as he continued to thrust deeper into you. The feeling of your tightness around him drove him wild, urging him to give you more. With each thrust, he increased the pace, his muscles flexing with power as he sought to fulfill your every desire. "You're so fucking beautiful," he growled, his voice rough with desire. "I'll give you everything you need, my love. Just hold on tight." And with that, he continued to move within you, the room filled with the symphony of your moans and the sound of your bodies coming together in a passionate union. "D-deeper, please..." You plead and just like that, he hits your sweet spot making you arch your back and cry out from the pleasure. Leon felt a surge of satisfaction as he hit your sweet spot, the knowledge that he was bringing you closer to release only fueling his own desire. He maintained his rhythm, his thrusts becoming more deliberate and precise, aiming right to your cervix. He could sense your body tensing, your walls clenching around him bringing him closer to his release.

"Let go, my love," he urged, his voice husky with anticipation. "Cum for me. I want to feel you unravel in my arms." With that, he continued his relentless assault on your senses, determined to bring you to the brink and beyond. You feel him twitch inside and you both moan in union coming undone in each others arms. His hot seed fills you up as your legs shake. Leon slowly pulls out and kisses your forhead as you try to catch your breath. "This was awesome..." You pant as Leon runs his hands along my tighs. "We are not done yet." He states and looks at you hungrily. "I won't stop until I'm certain that you are filled with everything I have." He growled and you bit your lip. "I want all your babies."

That was enough to get him all over you and once again he was pounding into you, your legs on his shoulders. "That's it, my pretty wife," he murmured, his voice husky with arousal. "Take it and show me how much you want it. I'll give you everything. As many babies as you want." With each thrust, you moaned as he fucked you nice and deep. He felt you squeeze around him once again. "I- I can't...I'm gonna-" You whimper under him. "So good, taking it so well, baby. Cum for me...I will fill you up, baby." He cooes and pounds his load into you after you cum. Leon's chest heaved with exertion as he felt the tremors of your climax wash over him. He sneaks his hand between your legs, pushing his cum inside so nothing goes to waste. He collapsed onto the bed beside you, his breathing ragged as he basked in the aftermath of the intense pleasure you had shared. "Now that was something..." You grin at him tiredly and a satisfied smile played on his face, his blue eyes filled with adoration.

He reached out to gently brush a strand of hair from your face, his touch tender and affectionate. "Let me get you cleaned up, my pretty wife." He leaned in to press a soft kiss against your forehead, his love for you evident in every gesture. "I'm gonna run us a nice warm bath." Leon says as he leaves to the bathroom and you just hum exhausted. After a minute he comes back and scoops you into his arms carrying your tired body to the bathroom. He sets you into the warm water and gets in with you. You sit there together, Leon smiling as you mention cute baby names.

To be honest, I find him very attractive. I guess I like big muscular men...🛩️🚀🚁🚡🚠

˖ ࣪⊹ ִֶָ ꣑ LOSING CONTROL FT. ARATAKI ITTO ── maybe teasing him too much wasn't such a good idea...

꒰ cw ꒱ྀི -> fem! reader, feminine petnames (baby, slut, etc.), pwp (without plot), handjob, teasing, overstimulation, edging, mating press (includes other previous positions but they're not described to the story), size kink, belly bulge, rough sex, cervix fucking, you grab his horns while he pounds into you 🤭, dirty talk, slight dacryphilia, dumbification, faint mentions of pregnancy, lmk if i miss any !

꒰ a/n ꒱ྀི -> this drabble or fic is inspired by this (nsfw) audio over here, azeru's patreon is so juicy it makes my punani throb over and over. esp this one omfg hear this audio before u read it idc it's so ughhjdfjsjkskj

"stop teasin' me baby," he rasped while his gaze averted down, seeing you give his cock slow and deliberate pumps before your thumb presses firmly but gently down his red tip. thin and thick ropes of his previous orgasm dripped down his length and balls, with each stroke and pump you give to him leaves his body into shambles, lewdly moaning out your name and his back arching in pure bliss was a balm to your shell.

his breath caught his throat once your strokes grew quicker, his claws digging down to the soft pillows that were sprawled around the bed,"ohfuck- don't stop.." a low groan bubbled within his throat, throwing his head back against the headboard as his body jerked. a soft giggled elicited from your lips, seeing his fucked out state from just a few handjobs,"what if i stopped?" you asked coyly, a playful glint capturing your eyes as itto grew a little frustrated,"don't stop- m' bein' serious baby... d-don't stop," he tried hard enough to sound stern and to at least make you obey his requests, but he sounded so pathetic; his cracked whines and whimpers only fueled your desire to tease him further.

you felt in awe, enjoying such an erotic scene that landed upon your eyes. his reactions evident to your touch as his lower abdomen were being left with strings of cum as his cock was sheen with slick and pre,"gonna cum, gonna cum.." he whimpered, his breath quickening as his chest rose and fell at a fast pace,"hmm? oni s'gonna cum already?" you cooed teasingly but all that you received was a rumbling groan that was heard from his mouth, he chewed down his lower lip that little points of his canines were shown. just before he was about to reach his sweet release, he felt something completely neglect his starving cock, your hand pulling out of his length as you scooted back from him; acting like as if you were leaving him,"wh- were you goin' ?!" he whined, looking at you with a confused and a frustrated expression. you only giggled in response, thinking everything is funny and that you would get the hang of this, big big mistake.

"oh no you're not," he mumbled and just as you were about to 'leave', he pounced over you, his beefy and broad figure covering half of your body as you were now pinned against the mattress. who's laughing now? the roles switched suddenly, him now being under control for all of this which is now your turn to give in your submission to him,"you're not gonna leave 'till you make me cum," he said with a low growl, one of his hands holding up his leaking cock as a way to show you what you're going to deal with the next couple of hours.

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"moremoremore, o-ohhh my god.." he chanted repeatedly, his restless thrusts quickening its pace as his nails dug deep into your sensitive flesh as he raised up your legs more, your knees pressing against your chest as he positioned himself in a different angle. his cock hitting all the sweet spots that make your spongy walls tighten around his length and to make your body coil in an overwhelming amount of pleasure. cracked moans and whines escape your lips as you felt his tip bulge through your stomach with each deep thrust, making him grab onto your hand and press your fingers firmly onto your lower abdomen while he continues on his quick pace, "ya feel that? look how deep i am.. fuck-" you felt his cock plunge in and out of you as sticky juices overflowed your drooling cunt from the other postions that he did before.

missionary, doggy style, downward doggy, prone bone, cow girl, reverse cowgirl, almost all of the positions that you could possibly think of were recreated by him. your brain couldn't process any longer and your thoughts were turned into mush, not thinking of anything but his thick cock just stretching your folds and folding your body like a flip phone. pearls of cum smeared all over your pussy as it dripped down your ass and onto the sheets, breeding you countless times that you just might actually be pregnant,"i'm gonna breed you, and breed you and... ohh fuckk! tighten around me again yeah?" he chuckled dryly as he leaned his upper body over to press his chest against your bouncing breasts,"mmph!- s'too muchh! fuuck gonna cum againn!" your hands were searching its way for something to grab on, but the only thing you could hold yourself onto was his horns. your fingers gently but quickly wrapped around his so what senstive horns that made him let out a loud gasp,"f-fuck, can't hold on huh?" he rasped as a chuckle escaped his lips, only for him to raise your legs just a bit higher so that he could snuggle himself deeper into your warm cunt.

"ittoo! s'deep..!" you whined, tears pooling down your cheeks as his tip assaulted your cervix. everything was so messy, so hot and sticky that the mirror of your vanity could practically fog up,"gonna cum inside you over and over again yeah? wanna make you a mommy.." itto sounded breathless, like he was running a whole track field,"gonna make this little cunt remember the shape of my dick, a-and... ohmygoddd," he moaned once he felt your walls hugging his cock tightly again, his thrusts stuttering each time as he felt close to his high,"gonna cum, gonna cum... fuck!- cumming s'muchh!" you don't even know what you're saying at this point, blabbering incoherently as desperate crys and pleas fill in his ears while you clearly are begging for release, but this was payback for what you did a few hours ago.

"yeah? y'wanna cum? what if i pull out hmm?" he teased, mimicking the same thing that you did to him while you were stroking his cock,"nonono! please- ohmygod don't pull out ittoo!" you rolled your hips, trying to reach in for that sweet release before his thrusts grew sharper and more forceful,"yeaah, you fuckin' slut... want me to fill ya up yeah? you want that?" a mocking expression was evident in his face, nails digging into your flesh as he ravaged your insides, your cunt growing senstive as you kept on repeating "gonna cum!".

with one final thrust he managed to spill his seed inside your, filling you to the brim again. a low growl elicited from his throat, closing his eyes shut as the pleasure loomed over the both of you, bringing eachother to the bink of ecstasy as everything turned into a blurr. a squeal escaped your mouth and it was music to his ears, your body tensing up from the pleasure as the smell of sex was present within the room,"look at you, ohh yesyesyes... let it out baby, mhm," he reassures as he kept on rocking his hips back and forth, stimulating your aftershocks. you looked absolutely destroyed, hair sprawled in the pillows, chest heaving heavily, body trembling and shivering with each caress and touch he could give, and your insides feeling overly sensitive.

after itto collected himself he looked down at you. you still were in shambles, a pure, filthy mess just for him to see. he chuckled as worry washes over him a little bit, did he go too overboard? was it actually too much for you to handle?

he felt your grip on his horns loosen, your arms falling back down into the mattress like a noodle as you were still catching your breath,"a-are you okay? i didn't go too far, did i?" he asked with slight concern, his big hands massaging your hips as he tried to ease your body after such an intense moment,"n-no... m' fine.." you managed to get those words out of your mouth as itto let out a relieved sigh,"thank god, did it hurt or anything?" he smiled softly, his body relaxing as he swallowed in your expressions. even though you were a complete mess you were still beautiful from his point of view, you chuckled lightly from how worried he was which only made you pull him in for a soft kiss. he was taken aback from the sudden move but he found himself melting to your, but... he grew hard, again.

he hissed in pleasure as he could feel his erection growing,"look at what you did, makin' me hard again from just a kiss.." itto found the situation silly, but of course he could go in for another round of pounding info you, only if you want to though. your eyes averted down to his throbbing cock, seeing his tip leak with pre-cum, you gulped nervously now having to deal with who knows what round of getting fucked dumb,"c'mere..." he beckoned with his hand, pulling you close to him until your tits stick against his sweaty chest. his hips moved slowly and deliberately, one of his hand wrapped around you as the other held up your thigh to reach in deeper,"i'll be gentle, i promise..." he whispered softly, but you know damn well he'll be rough like he was before. nodding gently, you were sure you'll have to hold on tight against him, for the last time.

"i promise my ass.."

© nu11lar 2023 - do not plagiarize, translate, copy, or steal my work. all credits to the writing go to me and me only.

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After Lila's lies are revealed, the class expects forgiveness from Marinette. They're forced to take a good hard look at themselves when it doesn't come

Alya practically crashed into her, enveloping her in a hug.

“I’m so sorry!” Alya cried, almost bawling. “I should have…I’m so sorry!”

“We all are.” Nino added from a few steps behind.

There were murmurs and choruses of the affirmative from the rest of the class that now formed something of a semi-circle around them.

“Can you ever forgive me?” Alya asked.

In a perfect world, Marinette would have said yes. She would have proclaimed it in an instant, hugged Alya back, and smiled brightly at the rest of the class.

This was not a perfect world.

There was a long pause. Something felt wrong.

It took Alya a moment to realize that Marinette wasn’t hugging her back—her arms remaining limply at her sides.

Unsettled, she stepped back and looked at her friend. Marinette was…hesitant. Uncertain. Anxious. She hadn’t looked this way since they had first met…and then lately as Lila was succeeding in alienating her from the class.

But it was find now, right?

“Marinette?”

Right?

Marinette bit her lip, finally meeting Alya’s eyes.

“I…I don’t think I can.”

The class froze.

“M-Marinette?”

She looked away, uncertain. “Well…I’m glad you know now. The truth, I mean.”

That class watched her twiddle her thumbs nervously before looking back at them.

“But that hasn’t really changed anything.”

“Not changed—Marinette, that changed everything!” Alya exclaimed.

“Why? Because now you know that how you treated me wasn’t okay?”

Alya flinched—actually flinched. Marinette had ever snapped at her like that.

“But…I…we didn’t know before!”

“You should have. I warned you. Several times. I pointed out how her stories had more holes than Swiss cheese and it didn’t matter.”

“But that was just—” Alya suddenly froze, realizing what she was about to say.

Unfortunately, Marinette did as well. “Just me?”

The class as a whole winced, confirming the truth for her.

Marinette nodded, understanding.

“I don’t blame you for believing her. I mean—I can’t really blame you for that. But I would have thought at the very least that after the elections, the class photo, and…everything…I thought that I at least had your trust.”

“What, are you owed our belief now?” Alix questioned, angrily and defensive.

“No, but if we were any sort of friends, I should have been given consideration. And…none of you considered me. Even before Lila started lying about me, you guys pushed me to the back corner and dismissed me out of hand. None of you tried to talk to me. None of you were willing to even listen to me.” She hesitated, taking a breath. “And I’ve noticed that…maybe that’s happening a bit more than it should.”

“Girl, we hear you!” Alya insisted.

“You blew me off when I tried to talk to you. You demanded I provide evidence that you never asked Lila for.” She met the girl’s eyes. “Alya, you’re the journalist, not me. Isn’t it your job to gather the facts before reporting something? Why did that suddenly not matter when it came to me?”

“Marinette, no offense, but you have done some pretty intense things.” Mylene pointed out.

“But did I ever lie or falsely accuse someone of something they didn’t do? Did I intentionally do things with the purpose of hurting someone? Or did I go out of my way—as I always do—to help and defend other people regardless of how they may have hurt me?” She looked around, meeting everyone’s gaze. “At what point did I show that I wasn’t worthy of basic trust? I understand if you couldn’t give me the benefit of the doubt, but didn’t any of you even consider if I might have been right? Or is it that you didn’t want to?”

One by one, each of the class members was forced to look down or away to break her gaze. Because no. They hadn’t. They never even considered it.

“Because after everything, I think I’ve long since proven I was worth it.” Marinette realized she was beginning to slouch inward and forced herself to straighten—to not show weakness. “I thought that after the class elections at least—when I only ran for you all in the first place, you guys would have had more faith in me. But a new student came and suddenly nothing I said mattered. Nothing I FELT mattered.”

She took a breath. “I…I shouldn’t have to keep going to such lengths to keep proving myself to you. That’s not friendship. And that’s not something I should have to be okay with.”

With that, Marinette pulled away.

“So…while I appreciate the sentiment, I don’t think I can let it go. I don’t think it’s something I should let go.”

Alya reached out to her. “Mari…c’mon. Can’t…can’t we talk about this?”

“Not right now.” Came the reply, and it made her want to sob. “You…haven’t really shown you can listen.”

Her face crumpled, and Marinette very nearly gave in.

But…she couldn’t. Not this time.

“What hurts the most,” She stated, “isn’t that you believed her over me. It’s that any of her lies could have easily been found out if anyone had just looked…and none of you even tried.”

No one said anything.

No one could.

“I’m sorry. But I can’t. Not yet. So please…just leave me alone.”

The classmates winced. Marinette didn’t have to speak the final words for the thought to collectively ring in their heads that leaving Marinette alone had been the only thing they were good at.

Adrien had watched the whole thing with a critical and disappointed eye. When Marinette walked away, he made to follow. He caught up to her pretty quickly, though it wasn’t like she had been trying to avoid him.

“Marinette, don’t you think you were being harsh?”

She stopped walking and turned to face him. “No, Adrien. I’m being honest. It’s all I’ve ever been.”

“But they’ve apologized.” Friendships often had fights and disagreements, but they always worked things out and got back together in the end. So Adrien felt disappointed that Marinette was being so stubborn about it.

“And that makes it better?” She asked, feeling drained and honestly wanting to just go home and sleep. “It doesn’t undo the months of being targeted and alienated. It doesn’t change the fact that I tried to help them and they hurt me.”

“They’re trying to make up for it now.” He reasoned, calmly. They were at least trying. For all that Marinette talked about not being enough, wasn’t this enough for her? Wasn’t she the one holding such extreme standards?

But Marinette wasn’t having it. “No, they’re trying to make themselves feel better. And I’m not ready yet to help them with that. Not when I still feel so hurt about everything.”

“But—”

“Enough.” For once, she felt angry—actually angry with Adrien. “I’ve let you invalidate me enough times already, Adrien. But this time, I’m not going to let this go and pretend I’m okay when I’m not.”

His eyes widened and he drew back in shock and hurt. “I haven’t—"

“You told me not to out Lila. You told me it wouldn’t help her become a better person—like SHE was the greater concern. You…” Her breath hitched. “You said that we were in this together. That as long as you and I knew the truth, did it really matter?” She met his gaze with more strength than she ever had. “It did matter. Suddenly it was just me. On my own. Against everyone, even though I wasn’t the one in the wrong. And where were you, Adrien?”

He flinched.

“Because you weren’t with me. I had to face everything alone. And now I need to figure out how to move forward alone. Because real friends don’t turn on their friends like that. And a real friend wouldn’t have left me to face it all alone.”

He tried to reach out to her in comfort. “Marinette…you know we’re still friends, right?”

That actually gave her pause.

And for once, really made her consider.

It was with a heavy heart that she pulled away from him.

“I would appreciate it, Adrien, if you wouldn’t lie to me anymore.”

She turned away before having to see the look on his face and headed home.

At least there she could mourn in peace.