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Anonymous asked:

when you're mad at dick and you're ignoring him and for a breif moment you've actually got him begging to fuck you. like you're on the couch wearing just a tank and shorts and he's rubbing your thighs, whispering in your ears, how good he could please you. he'll even willing to just give you his tongue and fingers and when you finally cave, you do end up fucking on the couch, rough and raw, leaving marks on your neck. telling you how pretty you are while simultaneously apologizing for making you mad for whatever the fuck he did (missed 3 dates in a row btw).

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killakalx answered:

i feel like u can see my drafts bc i had smth along the lines of this and scrapped it 💔

i love ideas where you’re being all pissy with him or smth (or he actually pissed you off) and you’ve got him swallowing his pride just so he can get back inside you. he’s a persuasive motherfucker too, him and his long fingers and slick tongue and nasty words and even nastier moans and ugh he’s got you folding.

but before he’s got your legs around his head there’s an awkward silence that he’s itching to get rid of. you’re on the couch all pretty with barely anything on and he’s in the kitchen. it’s obvious you’re ignoring him, not giving him any openings and never letting the conversation move past small talk. sooooo now he’s gotta resort to invading all your personal space, leaning over the couch and leaving his face right next to yours so he can see whatever you’re giving attention to that’s not him.

“… can i make it up to you?” he’s given up on trying to sweet talk, dare i say he’s getting a little whiny. “y’know i’m busy, babe, please.” still, you sit in silence, but he swears he heard a little “hmph.” so now he has to hop over the couch! hands creeping around your hips and rubbing at your thigh, dangerously close to that sweetness between your legs he’s being deprived of.

fast forward and you’ve finally folded. and just like that he’s on his knees in front of you, sucking on your clit til you’re backing up further onto the couch, and all he does is follow. fingers curling up and making your hips buck, and the little snicker against your lips has you rolling your eyes. it doesn’t take long before he’s got you all over his fingers, asking “y’still mad?” while he licks you off. i know i keep bringing that up but c’mon he’s a whore. an ATTENTION whore. he’s shoving his own fingers in his mouth with no hesitation if it means looking all lewd between your legs while he looks up at you.

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killakalx

17+ content, blank blogs dnf

gunplay, bit of a gory description, hate sex, degradation, brat taming, throat fuck, ruined orgasm, arkham knight gear stays on, reader is a vigilante. a/n at the end :p

the arkham knight’s watched you long enough to know how you operate; your favorite moves, how you approach the enemy, how you talk to the enemy. you’re reckless and actively searching for a thrill out in gotham. and in turn, he gets his fun in tearing you down. the tone you tend to take with him is testy more often than not, and he waits until he’s got one thread of patience before he disarms you of your boldness. then he continues. on from the shield to the armor, then digging into bare skin just to fuck with you. to humble and embarrass you.

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runa-falls

Anonymous asked:

squirting with Miguel ????????

if the question is "can miguel make you squirt?" the answer is yes.

if it's "does miguel try to make you squirt every time you're alone?" the answer is also yes, and that's why you're constantly passing out after your escapades.

short blurb (18+):

the first time it happened was one of the few times he was taking things slow. his thick cock nudged incessantly against your g-spot. he was angled in such a way that any movement would make you whine.

he loves watching himself disappear inside of you, how your slick pussy stretches to its limits just to take him. you writhe as he continues his slow pace, barely shifting his hips to take you to the edge.

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martiniluvr

18+ minors dni

warnings: sex pollen but it’s a dick grayson solo special 💫

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he’s not sure how he made it home in one piece, but the second he’s through the front door of his apartment, dick grayson is wrestling his way out of his nightwing suit, his ears ringing as he stumbles through his room and into his bathroom. his skin feels hot, too hot, and his breathing is ragged; ivy, he thinks hazily, discarding his suit on the floor. those fucking plants—it’s that goddamn pollen.

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slut4thebroken

Look at his slutty little waist oh my god-

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countessravengrey

"No! Not without you!" is still one of the most romantic lines of all time, and no one talks about it. Well, we talk about it, but it doesn't get brought up that much outside the shipping fandom just how epic of devotion that is for friends, brothers in arms, etc.

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hanasnx

MINORS DNI 18+

Something about ARKHAM KNIGHT’s crude lack of filter. Talking shit like, “When are you gonna let me fuck that cunt?” That cunt. Ignoring the rest of the plethora of maladies littered in that statement, calling your pussy “that” followed by its brashest name had you rubbing your legs together. Shit like that makes you promise him it’s his to fuck, whenever he wants, it’s his cunt.

He doesn’t care what he calls you in front of his men. Seasoned and trained, his personal militia are simply an audience to him to witness how poorly he treats you. “Quit acting like a bitch.” he tells you, showing your face to himself by grabbing harsh hold of your jaw, twisting you around until you jerk out of it and shove him. It earns him whistles, and jeers from his men, urging him to “put you in your place.” He turns the gun on them, quicker than blinking. “Wanna run that by me again?” he demands, and you flinch from his raised voice, the technological enhancement grating your ears.

He’ll snicker when he says, “Oh yeah, baby, get fuckin’ nasty with it.” in a heinous little purr, congratulating you with his dick batting your cheek. Every square inch of your face glossed in a mix of saliva and cum goo, strung in your lashes and dripping down your chin. Your throat is thick from being fucked, and you can only grin up at him, flinching every time his fat cock drums against your face, splashing fluids and stringing them along his shaft every time it’s lifted. “Keep those hands behind your back.” An order you heed, crossing your wrists over one another so you won’t be tempted to brace on his thighs or jack him off. A big palm fastens behind your head, and keeps you where he wants you as he starts to rut. His frosted dick rubs back and forth along the length of your face, pushing his hips forward until his balls bump your chin. There’s an added edge to his pleasure seeing you let him use you like this, humping your head. “Hold on, baby,” he tells you when you open your mouth instinctively to take him. “I really like dicks on faces.”

He’ll tell you he wants to “fuck your skull” and “bruise your cervix” and to “stop being a bitch” when you refuse to put out. And it shouldn’t make you spread your legs but it does.

#back on my bullshit #back on my Arkham Knight Bullshit