Giving ghost a portal pussy thinking you might finally get that rough, brutal sex you always crave while he's gone...

Only for him to spend his time making out with your cunt like it's your lips. Peppering sweet kisses to your clit, licking into you slow and warm, almost longing. Ghost is horribly sappy when he's away from you and just wants to give you kisses. He could spend hours with the portal pressed to his lips and a hand squeezing his bulge.

Half the time he doesn't even make you cum, or only takes you out to give you a quick peck. It's absolutely torture and the second he gets home you're tying him up in retaliation.

Simon's chest and stomach were heaving, hard panting breaths that kept cutting off, like he couldn't get enough air. His hips jerk forward.

"Love- oh fuck, gonna cum," he gasps, and you curve your tongue around the long, heavy cock in your mouth as you pull off, giving him a little sucking kiss at the tip as a reward. The precome beading it sticks to your lips until you lick it off.

"Good job, baby," you croon, and fist his cock, stroking it slow and steady. "So good. Can you keep going?"

He's trembling. It's the most erotic sight you've ever seen, Simon Riley with his pants down and shirt up over his tits, cock heavy and sticky, belly clenching as you smile up from your knees and smooth your palm over his cockhead. You wait, stroking him easily, not tight enough to coax orgasm from him, just the swirl of your palm a reminder that you won't wait forever.

"...yeah," he says finally, with a little edge to his voice like he's unsure. "Yeah, I can. I can do it."

You don't say anything else, just lean in and suck him back down, watching as his hands flex on his thighs. Deep and hard, you're proud of your skills in cocksucking and put them all to the test for him, tongue and lips and throat all working to make him whine, gasp, more sounds spilling out of his mouth as he climbs the peak again. And he'd started so strong too, stoic in his braced feet and steady back, dropping jokes to make you smile as you sucked him off.

Now he's ragged, shaking, so close to coming again that you can taste it on your tongue, precome thicker, saltier. More spit drools down your chin, a slick mess you wipe away only to cup his balls in a wet hand, rolling them, squeezing only a little, timed with the way your throat pulls at the head of his cock.

Simon moans, high and desperate, and you pop off just in time to see a cloudy spurt of precome, his cock throbbing. "So good, you did so well," you praise, flicking it away with your tongue. "That was the last, baby, go ahead this time-"

He's coming almost before you get your mouth back on him, thick hot ropes of it spilling onto your tongue, filling your cheeks. You don't swallow, just suck and suck, jerking the base of his cock with your hand, sloppy and wet and Simon groaning over you like a man dying, hunching over to brace himself on your shoulders like he's falling over. Only when his cock jerks in your mouth, and he gasps your name, do you let him go- lips tightly closed to make a seal, and standing, you bring his panting, wet mouth down to yours and pass all his cum back to him in a kiss that burns in your belly.

"My turn," you croon, spitting the last onto his tongue, and Simon goes kneeling to lick his cum into you with an eager tongue.

── wounded, not weak. sylus x f!reader

. ˳༚༅༚ explicit content, mdni: sensory deprivation, slight hunter/prey, teasing, edging, handjob, dry humping, orgasm control and denial, marking (hickeys, biting), banter, brat! reader and brat enabler! sylus turns brat tamer, power play

♱ word count: 6k

The sun is relentless here, like an unblinking eye that seems determined to press down on the earth until everything bends under its gaze. It was your dream to see this place; the wildlife, the plains, the golden light that stretches on forever—and Sylus made it happen without hesitation.

Months ago, you had mentioned it in passing that if you could go anywhere in the world, it would be Tanzania. The endless savannahs, the great migrations, the ancient earth under skies that went on forever. You had seen the pictures in books and documentaries, but you wanted to feel the weight of that horizon, the smell of the sun-baked grass, the chorus of life in the air.

You didn't think Sylus would take it seriously. Not when his world—and yours, now—was so mostly lived in the shadows of the N109 zone where sunlight was an unwelcome guest.

But Sylus remembered. He arranged it all, from the flights, the luxury hotel, the private guides. All of it, all for you.

And now, you find yourself in an open-air jeep, watching the land roll out around you like some never-ending painting. Wildlife moves in massive herds, zebras graze, and giraffes move lazily in the distance.

But to a certain someone, you are the sun itself; radiant in the wide grin on your face as you point things out left and right while leaning eagerly against the side of the vehicle to get a better view.

Sylus watches you more than the actual view. At least, he tries to, if it wasn't for a few factors that he tries to act off. The hat brim and dark sunglasses hide most of it, but you have been with him for long enough to catch the tiny details: the subtle tightness of his jaw, the faint crease between his brows. Even with the protection, the sunlight here is merciless, clawing past every barrier to sting at his eyes.

Still, he doesn't complain, refuses to even mention it.

Not Yet || OB87

type :: smut - blurb

tw/cw :: edging!, orgasm denial, slow sex, belly bulge mention, unprotected sex,

summary :: you used to edge ollie without even meaning to, so now it's his turn to try it. and he's loving it, a little too much

f1 masterlist || f2 masterlist || OVULATING CELLY!!!

🩹﹕𐔌・Patience〃・꒱

I can't stop thinking about how patient Zayne had to be while training your body not to cum before he says so, especially when he is edging you after you've been a little too reckless and bratty for your own good.

One day he is mad that your little (not so little) expedition to the no-hunt zone ended up with sharp protocore shards incrusted in your arm. When are you gonna understand? He thinks as he properly takes care of your injuries, his hand is soft as he works over the shards that punctured your skin, nevertheless the way his stern eyes look at you after hearing you joke about the situation tells you it's gonna be a long night when you've recovered enough...

Which brings you here, in his bed or at least he is the one sitting on it while you are bent over his knee, one of his thighs pressing on your hips to keep them up, and his free leg capturing both of yours to keep you in place and from squirming even more.

Reality is he is not even mad at you anymore, but still he has to teach you a lesson, for making his poor heart worry like that.

He spanks you till your ass is pink and your panties are bearing a dark spot at the center from where your juices are pooling. Is only when he sees those pretty tears staining your lashes that he knows you deserve a little something.

Zayne touches you gently rubbing your aching pussy with his fingers in slow circles. His plans of edging you surfacing at the front of his mind, as it was something you both discussed and wanted to try out. Isn't this the perfect occasion? He thinks.

He starts bringing you closer and closer, alternating between his mouth kissing your clit after circling it with his thumb, his fingers finding that sweet spot inside your guts and his tongue drinking you. You only find out what he is trying to do when you get too whiny for him to just fuck you and make you cum.

"I don't want you to cum" he let's out from between your legs, and you feel a droplet of slick run out and down of you. "You are gonna hold it until I say so, so I suggest you to start behaving"

You don't know how long you've been trying to hold it, you've tried to make him slow down by closing your legs and his access to your puffy cunt only for him to slap your ass once again and pushing your knees apart this time pinning your thighs to the bed with his hands as he gets back to eating you out.

You've tried taking deep breaths as he always told you, but the air just seemed insufficient and horrible hot, not to mention that the way his fingers filled you reaching the perfect spot inside you, knocked the air out of your lungs.

You've even tried thinking about something else, organizing movie titles in alphabetical order, only for Zayne to tell you to look at him all disheveled as his lips glistened with your juices. The view almost made you lose it on the spot.

It was impossible to maintain this rythm and when he started grinding the underside of his cock in the seam of your pussy lips coating it in your arousal and catching the tip in your poor clit, you couldn't help the way your body twitched.

Waves of pleasure crashed over your body. Brows pinched and breaths uneven as if you were holding your breath for too long (which probably you did), you try to cover it up by not letting those loud moans spill from your lips, keeping your body as still as possible as if that were convincing enough.

"Did you cum?" He asks even tho he already knows the answer, he is just giving you the opportunity to avoid another punishment for lying to him.

"No..." The way you clit pulsed under his thumb and your pussy twitched gave you away immediately, as if your body were complaining that you had to restrain yourself "Sorry, I-i couldn't help it" you say only cause it's obvious he caught you in your little lie.

"It's okay, that means we gotta practice more" he says while removing himself from you.

"So... Can we fuck properly now?" You say shy, and a little spark of hope gets into you when he looks at you with a wicked smile.

"Love, this was supposed to be your punishment, you're not coming again until you learn to control yourself" and with that he kisses the top of your head as if you aren't pouting flabbergasted at his audacity. leaving you to get you both a shower.

Your bratty self awakens when he leaves to get you both a shower, "He is not gonna keep me from myself" you think and just as your hand travels down and your fingertips grace your navel, you hear him from the other room.

"Don't make it worse for yourself, behave."

You were so fucked.

🩹﹕𐔌〃・꒱ 🩹﹕𐔌〃・꒱ 🩹﹕𐔌〃・꒱ 🩹﹕𐔌〃・꒱

a/n: I LIVEEEE for softdom! Zayne, like yes make me beg and cry and then kiss my tears away, please and thank you.

dan apologized and herbert weaponized it instantly

Getting Gaz all horny while you two lay in bed and then acting all oblivious like he doesn’t have the biggest raging boner of his life.

He’s literally about to explode and you’re asking about work while your hands in his pants.

His hips jut up and you pretend to be shocked and pull your hand away, saying something around the lines of, gosh if you didn’t want me to touch you just say so!

He grumbles and tries to pull your hand back on him and you finally relent after teasing him. He practically elevates when finally he gets to cum.