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“And then the bitch scoffed and rolled her eyes like I didn't just apologize. I need to find a new place asap cause I swear next time she try me Imma fuck her up- “

“What I tell you bout cussing?” Ony’s deep voice filled the room, dark eyes piercing into yours as a warning.

“Anywaysss” You rolled your eyes, ignoring the side eye he was giving. “You’ve been awfully quiet since I came over. What’s going on?” You put your freshly manicured feet in his face.

“Nothing you’ve just been yapping the whole time.” He smirked.

“Rude” You gasped, nudging him with your toes.

“Nah I'm just chillin’. You know I like listening to you talk.” He shrugged, placing your legs into his lap. Lighting the blunt he just rolled, a cloud of smoke surrounding him as he took a hit.

“Whatever” You smiled as he passed it to you.

You and Ony often had moments like these, a smoke sesh usually spent with you talking about your week as he massaged your feet. Your relationship with Ony was…complicated. Ever since Sasha introduced you two, y'all were inseparable, constantly getting mistaken for a couple, and who could blame them?

Most thought this because Ony always had to be touching you, whether it was holding your hand, an arm around your shoulder, or a tight grip on your waist. However, for some, it was how you two would always disappear during the function. Claiming you were only talking, but the slight sheen on Ony’s lips and your slightly ruffled clothing told otherwise.

You weren’t quite friends with benefits. At least that's what you told yourselves. The whole ordeal just kinda happened. You were stressed over your midterms and Ony of course offered to help you study. Though after hours of reading flashcards and practice tests, you were still stressed and on the verge of tears when Ony offered another way to help you. That night you ended up with your legs in the air as Ony sucked the soul out of your pussy. Ever since then any inconvenience one had, the other would do their best to help relieve the stress. Your roommate upset you? Ony fed you long deep strokes, pampering you with soft kisses while he whispered in your ear. Ony was pissed that his supplier flaked on him? Ony would have the tightest grip on your hips as he drilled into you from behind, claiming the waves of your ass hypnotized him into forgetting what he was upset about. Some days neither of you needed an excuse. Some days you just craved each other.

Despite your unique relationship, you remained friends allowing the other to do what they pleased, though neither you nor Ony slept with or saw other people. Your dynamic was good and worked for both of you. That was until you started seeing Jean.

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you are an eager thing — for better words, a diligent thing.

eren and onyankopon were not aware of the monster that they would create after taking your virginity. unwisely, they thought of it all being temporary. you wanted them nearly every day, could never get enough. a pout and soft tug of their fingers and it was clear what was set to occur within the next five minutes, whether it be at home, in the car, in a grocery store’s bathroom. the way you’d kiss them would sometimes too reveal what was clear your mischievous, little brain’d been brewing — you’d do it more slowly, deeper, add a meek tongue suckle.

you’re akin to an energizer bunny, and eren and ony aren’t out of shape, they aren’t supine, bone idle human beings, but god damn . . .

in all honesty, you simply want to become better at it . . especially, for them. it’s only a plus that it feels so good and, you realized that, unfairly, after only two more occurrences, the both of them were now able to pluck at and play with your body as if they themselves were part of it; always knowing where to touch, where to grip, fondle, and kiss. as much as it is a beautiful thing between people who love one another, sex, boiled down to its simplest, is a skill — one that you have yet to master.

“wanna make you feel good,” you uttered to ony.

funnily enough, you don’t say this while straddling his lap or laid underneath him, no, you decide that you’re going to ask him to teach you how to suck his dick while he’s standing in the kitchen, glazing a smoky, sweet sauce across pieces of raw, seasoned chicken that lay across a pan which he was going to place into the oven.

Talk to Me

Warning: Pussy slaps (we love those), unprotected sex (wrap it b4 you tap it), sexual content nun too crazy it's sex

18+ MDNI!!

Ony walked into your shared bedroom to see your figure tangled in the sheets. He knew you weren't sleeping which gave him the confirmation that you still weren't in a good mood. On a normal night, if you had gone to lay down before him you would turn to greet him to the warmth of the bed with open arms ready to cuddle. However, tonight wasn't a normal night. You had been giving him attitude all day which eventually led to an argument between you two.  Ony was trying his hardest to understand why you were upset to begin with, but you wouldn't take the time to explain. Instead, you decided to give him a "fuck it, I don't even want to talk about it anymore," and storming off.

A No Hitter

Summary: On a night you’re on the prowl tryna get yours, Rio blocks you from all angles just to get what he’s always wanted…

Relationship: Rio (Good Girls) x black!reader

Warnings: graphic language, smut, a little oral (fem rec), unprotected sex, rough sex, rough foreplay, 18+

A/N: another for Underdog month! This Rio idea has been sitting on my list for too long now and I love that I got it done. Writing for Rio is so much fun for me. LET THE FOOLERY COMMENCE!!!

“Mmm. Well lookie here. Must be my fuckin lucky night.”

Hearing his sexy ass voice coming up behind you drops your shoulders in minor defeat. Shit. If you knew he was going to be here tonight, you would have picked literally any other bar but you’re already in the middle of your pint and making eyes with a cute ass dude across the room. You’re not going to let him ruin your plans for the evening.

“Can you exist anywhere else?” Turning in your seat, you roll your eyes at him already devilishly smirking down at you grimacing.

“Aw c’mon. Don’t do me like that…” Rio goes to pinch your cheek but you lean away from his tatted fingers. “You know you like me around…makin the hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention and shit.” His fingertips wiggle at his neck with a chuckle.

Ttthissss is just

The Fight

Synopsis: You and Erik got into a fight and you were ready to cool off on your own. Too bad Erik had other plans

Word Count : 1458

Warnings: cursing

“I’m tired of having the same argument with you Erik! I’m done!” You could barely see through the tears building in your eyes, but you knew you had to get some space. There was no way you would be able to have a civilized discussion with him right now. You quickly made your way to your bedroom, ready to pack yourself a bag for the night.

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Love.

GIF not mine, credit to OG creator. 

Smut Sundays wouldn’t complete without a drop in from Rio. Bring an extra change of panties - you’ll need them! Enjoy, sleazies! 

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Rio sunk into the passenger seat as Mick merged onto the freeway - the glittering horizon flying past as the SUV traveled at blinding speed. The night felt a million years long after drops and exchanges, and for once, Rio just wanted to be home. 

The faint sound of vibration brought him back to reality as he slid the phone from his pocket - your face gazing at him from the screen. 

“Hey mama.” His voice soft and smooth as he pressed the bridge of his nose - the sound of your voice easing his tired soul. 

“Yeah, I know. I’ll be home soon. I love you too.” The call ended quickly as he exited the car for the final stop. 

Liar Liar

Pairing: Mafia!Steve x Black Reader

Words: 5.7k

Summary: When a snake a friend makes her spring break go wrong, the reader has some very intoxicating company

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut (Hair pulling, oral f, spanking, daddy kink, creampie, facial, squirting).

A/N: I have been with Mafia!Steve since the first time reading it and I really want to thank @angrythingstarlight for that lol. I wanted to be railed by this man and not even ashamed about it. I want to thank @lafayette103 for picking how Mafia!Steve would look cause she is as much of a hoe for him as I am. Thank you @olyvoyl for talking me out of not scrapping it. I started getting real self-conscious at it being so long but I’m happy with the outcome. With that being said, I hope you all enjoy this story, and if you do. Like, reblog, and comment! I adore hearing from everyone ♥ Dividers by @firefly-graphics

I do not consent to my work being copied, plagiarized, or translated in any way >:P

The double doors stood way over your height as you rang the bell. You were going to spend the spring break with your friend, Bella. She promised that you would all have the time of your life and that you didn’t have to lift a finger while you were under her roof. What she didn’t tell you was that she was loaded. Bella never let on how well off she was and by looking at the house as you pulled up, she was very rich. You two met sophomore year, assigned as roommates for the entire year. She seemed cool and unlike the other girls on campus so you and her hit it off pretty well.

That was until the current day…

You rang the bell once more hoping that someone would answer, it was scorching hot and one thing you loathed was being in the hot sun for a long period of time. Pulling your phone from your pocket, you dialed her number waiting for her to pick up. After the third ring, you were sent to voicemail.

Did this bitch just send me to voicemail?

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⌗ kuroo tetsurō, tsukishima kei, iwaizumi hajime

⌗ 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 ! ┆ angst, smut, heavy degradation, rough sex, slapping, mentions of cheating, lots of comfort, they’re all kinda really mean </3

⌗ 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 ! ┆ the heavily anticipated part two of the “degradation taken too far” series!! i’m sorry it took me so long, to make up for it these are extra long (kuroo’s is the shortest at 600 words lol)

Versatility 

How You Deserve To Be Treated | Katsuki Bakugo x f!Reader

A/N: Hi again! Here is my second piece of writing! I’m actually really happy with how this one turned out, and I feel like my writing is already improving since my first fic. I hope you all enjoy it!

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x f!Reader, friends to lovers

Notice: All characters are over the age of 18

Warnings: Smut, 18+, oral(female receiving), vaginal sex, unprotected sex(no condom but reader is on birth control so do with that what you will), praise, creampie, reader is a bit insecure, lowkey exhibitionism, non descript cheating boyfriend(fill in w/ any asshole you want)

Word Count: 6,475

Summary: After finding your boyfriend cheating on you and with nowhere else to go, you and Bakugo find yourselves alone together for the first time since you’ve known each other.

You should have seen this coming. 

You found yourself replaying all the red flags that you brushed off, the advice from friends that you countered with “but you don’t know him like I do,” the nights when you felt so alone even though you were sleeping next to him. 

You really should have seen this coming. 

Walking into the apartment you shared with your boyfriend and seeing his tongue shoved down some girl’s throat was not how you had planned or wanted your night to go. 

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levi fucking you in your dorm room, keeping his face cool but internally fucking salivating at those buttery brown thighs you have opened up pretty for him, perched on his ivory. you're his goddess. even if his praise is unorthodox, him making you hold on to the mirror at your makeup desk while he keeps a single grip at the front of your bra, him using the leverage to sink that hot pussy back down onto him every time you run from the dick he's giving you... it is absolutely reverence. it's worship.

it isn't how you would expect his tutoring sessions would go when you first met, but over the past few weeks your screaming mouth couldn't shut up. couldn't quit letting out gasps and moans and utterances of his name enough to complain.

he gives you a particularly good fuck that stuns your legs straight. then the motherfucker adds on to it, rucking his own hips into yours even firmer than he's been doing, humming from how delectable that searing flesh is inside you. that silky honey that he stirs up inside when he whines his waist against those swollen lips, and makes your eyes roll back in flutters.

"NNNNNNGHHHHH!" your clit rolls into his pelvis, your spittle also rolls its own path down your cheek. levi is fucking you all the way dumb and you don't want him to stop. no, you want him to do it until both of you keel over dead. "fuck, that shit's so good, daddy, fuckkkk..!"

"try a-damned-gain, runt," he hooks a thumb into your drooling mouth, angling your face down in his direction so you could see his eyes, "don't do that 'daddy' shit with me. you think a shriveled up shitty geezer would fuck you like this? some fifty year old dry balls are gonna treat this pussy like i do?" you suck his thumb, and when he starts bucking and bouncing you on his dick, you swirl you tongue around it, too, too crazed to answer. "didn't damn think so."

"nmm" you give a winded little giggle, acquiescing, "fine, bossman. hell."

"what'd you just call me?"

he stopped dead in the middle of fucking you, black sweater hiked up on his abs, his lips parted and teeth closed, platinum eyes boring into you with his dick twitching inside your walls.

"what did you just goddamn call me you little brat?"

you feel a distinct sink of your heart all of a sudden. that reaction could only have one reasoning: you'd gone too far. his grip was finesse at its finest, slipping to your throat and leaving your lips open where you'd been teasing his thumb. you were starting to worry now... really worry, ready to try and apologize for pressing him. but the fear he'd struck into you cemented your mouth.

"say it."

"bossman," you barely breathed.

he glares at you, nostrils flaring as he pulls you slowly down to him. then comes a smack to your ass that you knew echoed down the hallway, chased by your sex-soaked cry. he shut you up though, squeezing a handful of your tit and growling as he drove a few jackhammers of his even harder dick into your heat.

"oh you must want to get this pussy pregnant tonight..." his tone dips down an octave. god, you've never heard him sound this dangerous. "your greedy little ass must be trying to get my firstborn fucked into you," he stuffed his threatening sounding words into your mouth in between a sloppy makeout, "you're trying to get this dick on a leash, calling me that shit, huh. you wanna call me that while i'm dicking you down, runt? what're you trying to do to me?"

"YESSSSSSSS, yes, bossman! fuck! i want it on a leash, i want it..!" you're sobbing and thinking he's just trying to fuck you up, talking this dirty. but he's dead serious. the more you say it the more sprung he gets, the harder his cock gets. "i want this dick to be mineee, just mine..!"

"just yours, gorgeous?" he breathes, his jaw falling open when you start grinding that dick.

"yes, levi, baby, please..."

he seems to ponder over it for a long while, slowly rolling his hips into your rhythm, licking up your mouth and looking you dead in the eyes. "say it again."

"much as you want, bossman..."

he kisses you, all hot tongue and panting breaths, pleasured groans that made music in the room with your abused lips as the beat.

"it's yours."

izuku, am i right?