No But Real Talk: Should I Throw In A Cheerleader Mary? And Should The Reader Be A Watcher On The Live

OH MY GODDDDD THIS IS PEAK AS FUCK. USUALLY IN M RECIEVING ORAL FICS, ONLY THE GUY CUMS, BUT THE FACT THAT THE READER CAME

My only thing is I wished the pussy eating lasted a little longer since the narration focused on James's pleasure longer. Still by far the best James smut I've read besides that one fic of him being a college professor. Like omg I was kicking my feet and squealing. This was PEAK

hi! i’m surprised nobody’s written a smut with james making a sex tape with the reader ! >< i think he’d be into those lol & man, i’d kill for a gentle dom james :( with his soft spoken voice, i can just imagine the reader who’d be taken aback by whatever dirty talk he’d say haha

i luv ur work pls keep writing smut for james tysm

★ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 . . . 1.8k

★ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 . . . request , complete. JAMES SUNDERLAND X F!READER !! 18+ SMUT MDNI !!

★ 𝐂𝐖 . . . recording/voyeurism . f!masturbation . oral ( m! & f!receive ) p_rn w/o a plot !

★ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 . . . lmao i think there might be some trauma there with video tapes 💀 however .... filming spicy moments is soooo tasty. james is the sentimental type for sure so yeah , he would love capturing your orgasm face on camera :') thank u for the sweet words i hope i was able to get the vibe <333

You should’ve never gotten him that damn video camera. It was practically a part of him now, swinging from his shoulder like an extra limb, capturing every moment he deemed worthy of “preserving memories” for the two of you. The sentiment had been endearing at first, but it was becoming an obsession. You’d lost count of how many times he’d darted to the corner store for yet another pack of film. Tonight was no exception.

After dinner, you were seated at your vanity, unwinding from the evening. One by one, you slipped off your jewelry, the pieces landing with a soft, musical clink on the glass. As you reached for your serum, you noticed James in the mirror, his camera aimed right at you, a mischievous smile playing at the corner of his mouth. You rolled your eyes, dabbing the serum onto your fingers and smoothing it over your face.

“Is this fascinating to you?” you asked, rubbing the serum in slow circles, letting the cool liquid seep into your skin.

“Can’t help it. You’re so pretty,” he replied, that grin widening as he watched you through the lens.

You met his gaze in the mirror, raising a brow as an idea flickered to life. Smiling to yourself, you reached for the loose knot at your waist, pulling the tie on your robe and letting the soft fabric slide from your shoulders. Beneath, you wore a delicate lingerie set.

You glanced back over your shoulder, catching the way his brow quirked, his eyes flaring with interest as James drank in the sight of you. His grip on the camera tightened, and you could almost feel the spark between you, the silent communication passing back and forth.

“Maybe I should make it more entertaining for you,” your was voice barely more than a whisper as you turned to face him.

James swallowed, the smirk fading into something more intent, his eyes on you and only you. He adjusts the camera, "are you sure about this?"

"Keep rolling," you request, before you slowly began to unhook the clasp of your bra. The silky material fell away, revealing your breasts to the cool air of the room. James’s breath hitched, the sound audible even over the soft whirr of the camera. You could see the excitment burning in his eyes, the way they traced every detail of your body.

“Do you like what you see?” you murmured, your fingers lightly brushing over your nipples, making them pebble in response.

“God, yes,” he breathed, his voice thick with desire. “Keep going.”

Encouraged, you slipped your hands down to the waistband of your panties. With a teasing glance at James, you hooked your thumbs under the delicate lace and slowly pulled them down. The fabric slid over your hips, leaving you completely naked. The camera followed every inch of your movements, every moment captured in crystal clear detail.

James let out a low groan, his grip on the camera tightening even further. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

You smiled at the sight of his erection. Turning slightly, you leaned against the vanity, providing James a perfect view of your ass. Your fingers trailed down your thighs, coming to rest on your inner thighs, just above your cunt.

“Touch yourself,” James commanded, his voice rough with need. “Show me how much you want this.”

You obeyed, sliding one hand between your legs. The sensation of your own fingers against your slick folds made you gasp softly. You pressed two fingers against your clit, rubbing in slow, firm circles. The pleasure spiked quickly, a hot throb building deep within you.

“That’s it,” James encouraged, his eyes locked on your hand as it worked its magic. “Make yourself come for me.”

Your other hand moved to your breast, pinching your nipple between your thumb and forefinger. The dual stimulation sent waves of ecstasy crashing through you, making your hips buck involuntarily. You could feel the orgasm coiling tighter and tighter, ready to burst.

“Help me James,” you whimpered, your voice breaking with desperation. You turned to face him, legs wide. “I need you.”

James didn't hesitate, camera still in hand he crossed the room in three long strides. He grabbed your hips, pulling you against him, his hard cock pressing insistently against your thigh. Even clothed, you could feel the girth of it.

“Tell me what you want, baby,” he demanded, his voice low and husky.

“Your cock,” you gasped, your fingers still working furiously at your clit. “I need to feel you inside me.”

James's grip on the camera tightened. He chuckled low in his throat. "How about I give you a command?" he suggested. "And you follow it exactly."

You nodded eagerly, your body humming with need. "Yes," you breathed, your voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart.

He lifted the camera higher, framing you perfectly. "Suck my cock while I record," he instructed.

Your pulse quickened even more at his words, the thought of performing for him, of being watched so intimately, sending a thrill through you. You moved without hesitation, dropping to your knees before him. The cool air of the room brushed against your skin, making you shiver, but the heat radiating from James soon warmed you.

James adjusted the camera, ensuring every angle would be captured. His breath hitched as you reached out, your fingers curling around the waistband of his pants. You looked up at him, meeting his gaze through the lens, and slowly began to pull his pants down. Your hands trembled slightly with eagerness, but you maintained eye contact, letting him see the hunger in your eyes.

His cock sprang free, already hard and eager for your touch. You wrapped your fingers around it, feeling the warmth and hardness against your palm. A soft gasp escaped you at the sensation, and you saw James's eyes darken with desire as he watched you.

"Good girl," he murmured, his voice rough with pleasure.

Encouraged, you leaned in closer, your lips brushing against the tip of his cock. The taste of him, slightly salty and utterly intoxicating, made your mouth water. You flicked your tongue out, tasting him fully, delighting in the way his hips twitched beneath your ministrations.

James groaned, his fingers tightening on the camera as he recorded every second. "That's it," he urged, his voice strained. "Take me in your mouth."

You obeyed, opening your mouth wider and taking him in. The head of his cock pressed against the back of your throat, and you swallowed reflexively, sucking gently. Your hand continued to stroke him, matching the rhythm of your mouth, as you worked to bring him pleasure.

The sounds in the room were intimate and raw—your wet slurping noises, James's ragged breaths, and the faint whirr of the camera. Each noise seemed to heighten the intensity of the moment, making the air crackle with electricity.

You glanced up again, your eyes locking with James's through the lens. He looked wild with desire, his chest heaving with each breath, and you felt a surge of pride and arousal at being able to elicit such a response from him.

James's free hand came to rest on the back of your head, his fingers tangling in your hair. "Fuck, you look so good like this," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Keep going, baby."

You moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. His hips bucked involuntarily, and you took the opportunity to deepen your suction, sliding your mouth farther down his length.

James's grip on your hair tightened, guiding you as he thrust into your mouth. The sensation of being controlled, of being used for his pleasure, was incredibly arousing. You reveled in it, your own need growing with each passing second.

Your tongue swirled around him, exploring every inch of his shaft as you kept your eyes locked on his. Completely devoted to him, the connection you two shared was palpable with lust.

James's breathing grew more erratic, his movements becoming jerky as he neared his climax. "Fuck, I'm gonna come," he warned, his voice strained. "Where do you want it?"

You pulled off his cock, gasping for breath, and looked up at him with pleading eyes. "On my tits," you begged, your voice hoarse. "Please, James."

He didn't need to be told twice. With a low growl, he aimed his cock at your chest, his hand moving faster on his shaft. The first spurt of come hit your skin with surprising force, splattering across your breasts. You gasped and the sensation of his hot release settling onto your skin.

James continued to orgasm, his hips jerking as his release erupted from him. Wave after wave of hot cum coated your chest, the sticky substance pooling between your breasts and trailing down to your navel.

You stared up at him in awe, feeling a sense of accomplishment at having brought him to such an intense climax. He panted heavily, his face flushed with exertion, as he finally lowered the camera onto the dresser, its lens still focused on you two.

Wiping his hand across his forehead, "fuck, you're amazing," he whispered, his voice filled with admiration.

Rising to your feet, you smiled up at him, your body thrumming with satisfaction. "I love giving you a good show," you admitted, your voice soft and sincere.

James leaned down, capturing your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue swept into your mouth, tasting himself on you, and you moaned into the kiss, your body arching towards his.

"Now, I want to taste you.”

Before you could respond, he sank to his knees, his hands gripping your thighs. His tongue darted out, licking a long stripe from your entrance up to your clit. The sensation was electric, sending shivers down your spine.

“Oh, God,” you cried out, your body trembling with anticipation. “Don’t stop.”

James chuckled darkly, his tongue flicking back to your clit, circling it with relentless pressure. His fingers found their way to your entrance, slipping inside you with ease. You moaned loudly, your hips rocking against his hand, needing more.

“You’re so wet for me,” he murmured, his voice vibrating against your sensitive flesh. “Just from sucking my cock.”

His thumb pressed firmly against your clit, rubbing in time with his fingers thrusting inside you. The pleasure built higher and higher, threatening to overwhelm you. You could feel the orgasm hovering just on the edge, ready to rip out of your chest.

“I’m close,” you panted, your voice strangled with need. “Please, James, I need…”

“Come for me,” he growled, his thumb flicking rapidly over your clit. “Let go.”

The command pushed you over the edge. Your body convulsed, a scream of release tearing from your throat as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over you. James held you steady, his fingers and thumb working relentlessly until you collapsed against the vanity, gasping for breath.

He gathered you into his arms, cradling you close as you both fought to catch your breath.

“Mmm,” you hummed, nuzzling into his neck. "Do you have enough tape, I wanna take this to the bedroom."

James looked at you with wide eyes,

"Well, we can always record over something else."

Off-topic (I guess it's off-topic???) But wholesome smut where the reader and their lover lose their virginity together>>>>>>>>>>>

you and mark grayson being both virgins is something angels sing about in their heavenly chorus.

he's learned things from pornhub and twitter porn links that wildly over exageratte how to make your girl squirt for the first time. magic mike has taught mark how painful it feels to smack your dick on hardwood flooring just to try and grind on some sexy beat. he gets made fun of by Rex for even asking what correct hole does his dick get put into, and if it'll snap off if you bounce too hard on him when you want to ride.

he's pulled out all the stops, rather shitty mind you. Debbie and Nolan are on a date in Italy, and he's got exactly thirty minutes to make you wet enough so it doesn't hurt when he slips in for the first time.

unfortunately for him, he doesn't get far enough to get you naked before he's cumming in his boxers.

he blames friction and how a victoria secret thong can really emphasize a plump mound and camel toe when its covered in your slick. rose petals are bleeding on your skin that he's sprinkled upon his duvet earlier. the bed springs creaking way too annoyingly loud when he attempts to press boxer covered cockhead in between your clothed pussy lips. you two have been dry grinding and humping eachother for the last ten minutes.

something about you almost naked, sweaty breasts rolling up and down in rolling waves; and sticky clear strings of cum stringing his softened dick and your quivering cunt together . it really puts worms into his brain and lets him settle on your panties trapping your clit down and making you twitch under his body. your head pressed against his pillows while you two watch his bulge grow back to life when you whine for more.

mark's a virgin, but he says its by choice, and not because he's scared about hurting you for the first time.

Chill Saturday Night

Webtoon Hyuk x F!Top!Reader

18+ MDNI

A/N: Just a comeback dedicated to all of my Hyuk simps. You and Hyuk are all alone at his apartment on a calm Saturday night and get a little frisky. @tapwater-made-everyone-gay THIS IS FOR YOU! <3

⚠️Tags/Warnings: Female genitals mentioned, Fluffy smut, protected sex, female condom use, dental dam, finger cotts, fingering, cunnilingus, P in V, Riding, praise kink (Hyuk praises you, you praise him), Hyuk goes from dominant to submissive, male whimpering, male moaning, begging, female nipple play, foreplay, water-based lubricant mentioned, worshipping, namecalling (Hyuk calls you his Goddess), female orgasm, male orgasm, I suppose gental femdom can be used?

It is currently April 2nd, 1:22 AM. It's somewhat chilly outside, with pitter patters scattering along the window pane as the rain drops slammed against it.

You lay there, scrolling away on your phone. The sound of Hyuk typing fills the room. Eun is sleeping at a friend's house, so it was just you and Hyuk, and you took the opportunity to tease him.

He is typing aggressively, seems like he's either gaming hard or trolling a 12 year old screacher. Until you pull him into a back hug. He jumps at the feeling but nonetheless, he smiles.

"Hey, chill. I kissed you once and now you're all on me?" He teases.

You ignore him, leaning in closer as you respond: "Can you blame me though?"

He grins and gets back to typing. Unsatisfied with his reaction, you let out an exaggerated sigh in hopes of getting his attention. But Hyuk continues typing, veinly hiding his amusement.

Your hands began to wonder along his shoulders. Grazing his jawline, his collarbone, before brushing against his chest. He tries to hide it, but you can tell he's blushing.

So you escalate things further.

"I just want to hear from Hyuk... he's been so distant lately. Really makes me wonder..." You move in closer... "If he's really okay?" You whisper in his ear.

At this point he pauses, and logs off his game. He turns to face you, flustered before replying, "Look, don't worry about me. I'm fine, I've just been tired lately." You give him a doubtful face.

"Tired doesn't mean ignoring Eun and I."

He shakes his head and begins to explain himself. "Alright, alright... I'm sorry. It's just that... hm. Recently I started withdrawling. I guess it's doubts or whatever."

You massage his scalp, causing him to let out a soft whimper as you pry, "Doubts about what exactly?"

He leans back into you, pushing his head into your fingers and responds: "I'm not sure how to say it... but I feel like you could do better. Better than me, I mean."

He mumbled, his eyes looking far, far away from your direction. You frowned hearing that, and asked, "Why, Hyuk?" He sighed and continues, "Pretty obvious, isn't it? Someone as great as you ending up with someone like me. I don't have a lot of money, I'm hopping from job to job, I'm barely making the deadline for rent, and bowls of rice are basically our staple meal. Plus, I'm not that good looking. All I really do is play video games and piss a bunch of nobodies in a server. I'm not the most romantic guy, and for someone like you to be with me, I.... just think you can do better."

You continue to massage his scalp as you carefully think of your next response, "Okay, first off, your economic situation doesn't define you. At least, not in a bad way. It goes to show that you are a hardworker and that you do everything you can to provide for the people you care for. Your hobbies are simply.... hobbies. It's a good thing. And sure, you're not the rom-com romantic type, but you're romantic in your own way. You invite me out to convenience store runs and late night walks, you want to be close to me whenever we watch a movie, you do little tasks for me.... or "side quests" as you call it... you're very romantic. Even if it's not in the traditional way."

It's true. Hyuk was passing his classes by day and working through the night. During weekends, he worked, and he managed the house. Yet he still made time for you and Eun. Poor guy needed a break.

Hyuk looks up at you, now smiling and says, "Thanks. Sorry for being so depress--" you hushed his last word with a gentle kiss. As you pull your lips away, he huffs and remarks awkwardly, "Uh... that was cool... so um.... yeah..."

There was a long pause, before Hyuk decides to just go for it and kisses you deeply. He tries to act dominant, and he eventually gets a little rougher, making him pushes against you and pulls away for air only to kiss you again. As he gets more confident, he gently bites your neck, making those little hair rise and wave. He mutters, "Can I.... take your shirt off?"

You nod, allowing Hyuk to gently lift up your shirt. The soft cloth grazing against your skin before it was tossed onto the floor. He leaves a trail of nipping pecks along your neck before working his way to your breasts. Hyuk's tongue flicks against your nipple and sends a sharp, pleasureful pain courses through your body when his teeth gently clasped the bud. It ripples and a warm wave of arousal travels to your core. You moan, and he laughs with the words escaping his lips, "Look at you... so sensitive. All I did was a little bite!" Hyuk then smiles and kisses your lips while he slides his hand down your shorts.

When he rubs your clitoris with firm pressure, you squirm in his lap and grind against the bulge in his pants. He lets out a shakey breath, the blood rushing to his face with a pink tint. He tries to maintain his cool persona and says in a low tone, "Good girl. Keep grinding against me." He then nuzzles your neck in an attempt to hide his embarassment. Despite being the dominant one right now, Hyuk was still a shy guy when it came to these things.

But he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it.

He massages your clitoris in firm circles before he pauses, landing a few hard taps against it. The taps cause you to quiver from the impact. It was a teasing pain that melted into pleasure, resulting in a moan to slip out of your mouth when the bud began to throb. Hyuk slides off your shorts and lets them fall onto the floor. Now you were completely bare, and Hyuk couldn't stop himself from staring before he started to take off his clothes. He places his hand on your hip and commands you to get on the bed.

When you get on the bed, he rises from his chair only to let out a loud crack from his back. You two look at each other and laugh.

"Was that your back?!" You cackled.

Hyuk laughs and says "Dude, I've been in this seat for 4 hours! Leave me alone!"

You both laugh some more when Hyuk presses his hands against the mattress and says to you, "So, what position do you want?" He goes to slip a finger into you, checking to see if you were wet enough.

He then goes under his bed and takes out a tube of water based lubricant. As he applies it onto you, you answer, "I want to be on top." He pauses, and looked a little surprised. Usually, the man is on top. But then again, being on top doesn't automatically mean dominant, right? Based on Hyuk's understanding, all you can do is be on top, but he's still in charge...

...Right?

Hyuk settles between the cushions while you gingerly slip the thickrubber ring inside of you. He grabs your hip, feeling the warm, soft skin as he whispers, "Here, let me help."

He examines the condom, checking for any tears and looks at the packaging. It didn't expire until the following year. He then grabs more lubricant and gently takes out the condom. Hyuk applies lubricant on the outside of the rubbed and the inside before slipping the thick ring back inside. You two fiddled with it before it reached your cervix. He then presses the thinner ring against your clitoris, and now you were both anticipating what was about to happen.

You make your way, sinking down his shaft with a soft, thick squish. Hyuk tenses up and lets out a panicky moan, his nails dig into your hip and he says, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, w-wait! Give me a minute!" He takes a few deep breaths and looks up at you with a look of worry. Your hand runs through his fluffy, spiked hair and you ask, "What? What's wrong?"

He hesitantly responds, "I...I was just about to cum. I made you stop since I didn't want to blow too quickly..."

The response made you stunned for a minute, before you two laughed again. Hyuk steadies his breath, before giving you the signal to continue. You finally glide down with ease, enveloping him in your soft walls. The heat making him tense up, only to relax once again. Poor boy was trying so hard to take control, to hold back his orgasm. But little did he know, you already had him right where you wanted him.

He wasn't used to sex. Especially being the passenger instead of the driver. You figured you'd take him for a test drive. Besides, what's a chill Saturday night without a little late-night ride?

You rock your hips against his shaft, feeling the veins throb inside of you. Hyuk bellows out a loud moan, cupping his mouth to be quiet. You hold back one yourself and mutter, "Careful, Hyuk. These walls are thin." He furrows his brows and quietly nods. He doesn't want the neighbors to hear what he's doing, but you felt far too good to be silent. Your hands intertwine while you ride him and slowly but surely, Hyuk lets your push his hands to the bed frame. Your hands loss their grip on his, and began to clasp his wrists.

Pinned to the bed and below you, Hyuk's calm and collected persona cracks. With every rock, and every moan escaping your lips, Hyuk became much more compliant, less complacent than usual.

He whimpers, and fails to meet your gaze. He mutters, "Why....why do you feel so good? Please... don't stop..."

You were loving this. Seeing Hyuk finally take a break and just letting you lead. He always felt the need to be the leader, always guiding you and Eun, always taking charge at work, for once, he was getting a break. He pants and his eyelids fall, just open enough to meet your eyes. He averts his gaze, but you, feeling bold, grab his chin and commanded him to look at you.

"Hyuk. Keep your eyes on me."

He was stunned. You never said anything so assertively. Regardless of how assertive or passive you were in your every day life or bedroom, it was nothing compared to the tone you gave him when you made him watch as you bounce onto him. The mattress squeaks with every hard landing and the hot, slick ridges grinding against his cock cause him to break. He clenches his fists and helplessly feels his wrists going numb from your grasp as he rambles, "Goddess... you're.... my goddess... keep....doing that."

High off your ego, you get the audacity to say, "Keep doing...what exactly?" You knew damn well what he meant, you just wanted to embarass him more.

Hyuk was hesitant with his response, "Keep... y'know... doing that..." You get closer to him, no longer riding. He whines, getting ready to complain before you beat him to it and tell him, "What is 'that?' What do you want me to keep doing?"

Hyuk didn't want to say it. He wanted this, but his pride wouldn't let him say it. But if he didn't say it, you wouldn't continue. Not wanting you to stop, he begs you, "Please, please goddess, don't stop... keep... fucking me like this. Please. I'll do anything for you, goddess, anything."

That was unexpected, but you rock your hips in approval, and move again. Hyuk whimpers and babbles out the words, "Thank you, thank you, goddess. Thank you so much." You let out a breathy moan, appeased by his worshipping. It wasn't long before Hyuk's breathing became unsteady and he asks, "Goddess? May I please cum? Please? I'll make sure you do, too. I promise. Please?"

You whisper to him, "Yes, baby. You may."

You let go of his wrists, allowing him to clutch your hips and press you down when his hips bucked and he cries out with ecstasy. Even through the thin rubber, you could feel him spasm and coat the material with his cum. He strokes himself a few times, his chest heaving while he carefully pulls out. He eases the rubber out and ties it up before discarding it.

After doing so, he takes out a dental dam, and two finger cotts. You watch curiously as he applies the cotts with lubricant and places the thin rubber sheet against your clitoris, leaving just enough room to use his fingers. He looks up at you shyly and says, "I told you I'll make sure you get yours. If... you want me to, that is."

You lean against the cushions, the plush fabric depressed from Hyuk's previous leaning. You part your thighs for him and he hooks his arms beneath your legs, caressing the warm skin as he licks your folds. He feels its smooth and wrinkled patterns with his soft, wet tongue gliding against them. He lets a drop of saliva slowly fall onto your clit, before flicking his tongue, and finally flattening against you.

You throw your head back and let out a cry of pleasure when he slips his fingers in, massaging your G-spot while he sucks your bud, moaning into your pussy. The moans sent sensual vibrations through your most sensitive spot, causing the pit in your stomach to deepen. Your breath hitches and you tug at his hair. You pant out the words, "Good boy, you're so good, Hyuk. So good."

The words caused him to moan louder and make his fingers fluttering inside of you. Curling right into your sweet spot and suck away with haste. You grind against his tongue and shut your eyes, completely lost in the pleasure. You could feel yourself building up to that point of no return. You steady your breathing, trying to prolong the pleasure. But Hyuk's words made you even closer. The boy laps you up and pleads, "Please, cum for me, goddess. Cum on my fingers, please, yes..."

Finally, it was your turn. Your chest heaves until you go over the edge with a warm wave of pleasure washing over you. Your nipples harden from the impact and you could hear yourself squelch against his fingers while Hyuk frantically began to place a blanket over your area. You look down, curious as to what got him so frantic.

Much to your surprise (and either horror or delight, depending on you), a fountain gushed out of you, and the blanket was soaked. You breathlessly look at Hyuk, who was speechless for a moment before scratching the back of his head and saying, "Whoa! New achievement unlocked; I made my girlfriend squirt!"

You laughed away whatever anxiety or embarassment was there, and kiss him, praising him for his work. He puts the blanket in the hamper, and discarded the cotts and dental dam. Hyuk tiredly holds onto you and asks softly, "So... I guess I was a good boy tonight?"

You nod, kissing him with the words tucked into his neck,

"Yes, Hyuk. You were a very good boy tonight."

How do I get fire text? :)

lord the peasants are so loud today

NSFW under the cut, MDNI

Random thought, but like, imagine Graham fucking you over his desk???? Like idk, guys like Graham are either super vanilla or super freaky and something is telling me that he would totally be a freak. I could just imagine this man telling you to keep quiet while he has you bent over his desk since everyone is out of the house, but he's worried about someone coming in. I'm talking, hand over your mouth, slamming into you, grunting and moaning, and rubbing your clit or pumping your cock simultaneously while he tells you to be quiet and whispering all sorts of praises and dear god I might've found my next smut idea after handling a request🤭

(If you’re not taking requests at the moment, I am so sorry and you can ignore this)

I’m going to be honest, I don’t think I have ever come across Sweet Home smut- It just doesn’t exist in this fandom (which makes sense considering how small it is) but damn does it make me sad😔 Would you provide a thirsty Hyuk fan some NSFW headcanons? I’m desperate to know what others think about him

I could, but I need to know ur age. I've been dealing with minors interacting lately.

GRAHHHHHHHHHH

It took some time but here he is!!! He sure is putting his back into it :3

And he's enjoying it, too ✨

Go for it, James!!

Are there any transformers rescue bot fans around my age? 18-19? Cuz I want moots so badly and I wanna ramble to them about stuff but my blog is 18+ and I need people around my age😭

I am 18 :3

Benatar NSFW Alphabet

You got Puff Puff. Now it's Benatar edition! >:)

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He's the sweetest. He'll run you a bath or a shower and massage you. Whether he was the top or you, acts of service is one or his love languages. He'll also make you tea and help you stretch after all of those positions.

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

He loves his hands. He likes watching his fingers pleasure you, pin you down, pull you up, he just loves all of the things his fingers can do. On you? He likes your chest. He likes listening to your heartbeat, and if you have boobs, then of course he likes that. Pretty sure it was obvious in "Real Girl" what he likes....

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

He likes to keep things as minimal as possible with mess. So he'll gladly cum inside of you. Whether it's your mouth or your pussy, if you have one.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

This guy seems like a polite, respectful, innocent gentleman in public, but he's genuinely a pervert in private with his lover. In private, he'll grope his lover and fondle them. He also has a stash of NSFW sketches he's made of characters he likes and writes erotic poetry. He's secretly a dacryphilliac (someone who gets sexual arousal from crying or watching someone cry.) He likes to feel needed, and he finds it adorable when you cry because he keeps edging you.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's had sex a few times during his college days and in past relationships. He knows about the female and the male anatomy. He's had sex with someone who was intersex, and he understands the ways to pleasure a human regardless of their genitals. He's also very responsible with safe sex. He stays consensual and communicative, he uses condoms, lubricant, dental dams, and finger cotts, and even after that, he still gets tested regularly for STIs. He's honestly the most responsible out of the four when it comes to sex.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

He likes intimate positions. He loves missionary, mating press, and cuddlefucking. It's worth noting that Benatar loves these positions as both the giver and reciever. He loves being pounded in these positions or pounding you in these positions.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

He's very serious during sex and poetic. He'll mutter sweet nothings as if they were prayers to you and only you.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He's fully shaved and makes sure everything is in order there with no razor burns or nicks.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

He's not the type to do friends with benefits or one night stands. He wants to have sex with someone he loves, and he is utterly devoted to you. He's extremely sweet, romantic, and gentle in bed.

J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

He does it every now and then. Most of the porn he occasionally watches is all softcore or romantic porn with plot.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He adores art, so he loves shibari. He prefers to be the rigger, but he'll be the rope bunny if you want him to. He's also a bit of a voyeurist. He loves to draw erotic images of you, paint them, and he makes erotic poetry based on you. He also has a daddy kink. Not to the extent of being into DDLG/DDLB, but to the extent of getting turned on by the name. This goes without saying, he loves to feel needed by you and he loves taking care of you.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

The bed. Always the bed. It feels more intimate that way. He would never do it anywhere else except his car one time.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing you naked, seeing you pose for him, and wearing dainty fabrics such as lace. This isn't limited to just women, though. He likes lace on anyone.

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Namecalling, slapping, choking, blood, spitting, raceplay, and harsh degradation (the most degrading he'd ever do would be speaking in a condescending tone or patronize you.) He also doesn't want to recieve that treatment either. He can be condescending and patronizing, but he can't take that himself. Very sensitive as a sub. Also, Benatar REFUSES to have sex anywhere that isn't the bed. He will never do shower sex because it's a safety hazard. He will never do it in hotels or motels (Imagine all the people that did that. Did they even wash those sheets?) And he won't do it in the kitchen (have some decency, we eat here!)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

This man treats oral sex like an art form. Whether it's sucking your or eating you out, he will take his time and savor it. 100% certified munch and prefers to give more than recieve.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Sometimes he's fast and a little rough if he's worked up. But for the most part, he's slow and deep. His thrusts are slow, but they're hard.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He HATES them. He doesn't want to do it anywhere except the bed and under no circumstances expect when you guys have all the time in the world.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

He's willing to try a little. He's still the more conservative one in the group. He doesn't really like public play or displaying you or himself to anyone. He wants to keep things between you two behind closed doors.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

2 rounds at most. He gets really tired by the time he's done. He lasts about 7-13 minutes. He does try to last as long as possible, but there's only so much he can do.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't really use toys on himself. He prefers to use his hand and a condom since it's minimal clean-up and because of how low maintenance it is. Cleaning up his hand is better than cleaning up a toy. But if you want to use toys, he'd be willing to try them on himself or on you.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

This man hates to deny you of any pleasure.... but he also loves it. It depends, really. How good were you for him? If you were being a brat, he'll be teasing verbally and physically.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Very vocal. He moans loudly when he's dominant and whimpering when he's submissive.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

He makes audioporn and sends it to you. He has a private account of Soundgasm where he makes audios just for you. These audios range from his masturbating, to him counting down for you to cum with his permission. Benatar is also trying to learn how to do erotic hypnosis.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Average size of 5 inches when he's hard with a bit of a curve and circumcised. He's fairly girthy and knows how to angle himself right.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Fairly high. Ideally, he'd want to have sex 3-4 nights a week. But he's fine with 1-2 nights. He's horny like the rest of the gang, but not as mellow as Deejay and nowhere near as high as Puff Puff.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

It depends. If he was the dominant one, he won't fall asleep until he knows that you're alright. If he was the submissive one, he'd fall asleep after 20 minutes.

IB level psychoanalysis essay on this right now.

An amorous moose asked:

I demand Prawn!Joel to make sex on Prawn!reader.

pairing - shrimp!joel x shrimp!f!reader summary - shrimp!joel makes sex on you. warnings - shrimp sex. breeding kink.

You are a shrimp, and you are in love. In love with your shrimp husband, Joel. There's love in the salty water tonight. The colorful aquarium rocks vibrating with something energetic, something passionate. Or maybe it’s the filter making noise.

Shrimp Joel gives you a look that has your shrimp pussy clenching. You shed your exoskeleton because shrimp sex only happens when you are soft and vulnerable. Shrimp Joel knows this. It is why he made you a romantic shrimp dinner and gave you a relaxing shrimp massage. For to shrimp sex.

You release pheromones into the water, and Shrimp Joel has an impressive shrimp boner. You face abdomen to abdomen, as shrimps in love are prone to do. To an outsider, it may not look like much. In fact, it may even look like you are fighting. You are not fighting. This is just what shrimp sex kind of looks like. Shrimp Joel uses his gonopods to transfer spermatophore into your thelycum. Neither of you moan, because you are shrimps and do not speak. No prolonged intimacy - you do not need that because you are shrimp. One quick pump is enough to satiate both of your shrimp libidos.

Your husband, Shrimp Joel, does his shrimp stuff on the other side of the tank. You, however, are not ready to use his shrimp sperm. This is normal for shrimp such as yourself. Only when you are ready to lay your eggs do you release them, allowing them to be fertilized by the stored shrimp sperm as they pass out of your shrimp body.