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Nanami Kento is intelligent, serious, reserved and can easily catch someone in a lie. It's his job to do just that, he's renowned for it. So when he comes to your university to offer up an internship, it's quite the opportunity. Anyone would jump at the chance, except for you. But no, you just had to be the one caught in a lie. Porn With Plot****

Dean is the reluctant sex toy of his father and little brother… and any other alpha who wants a taste. Or: Omega holes are public property, so young omega Dean gets used by everyone, everywhere, all the time. — First chapter is a table of contents.

Chapter 15: Alec sighed and sat back, feeling impossibly full. The thick cock reached the most intimate parts of his body. Chinese translation available!

A series of one-shots dedicated to Kinktober 2023. Tags, relationships, etc. will be specified at the top of each one shot.

Katsuki Bakugou is an Omega. That means he is poor, has a low paid, shitty job, lives in a small studio where everything is broken and he has no money to fix it.Aizawa Shouta is an Alpha, lives in a big house, is an author of horror novels where is quite successful at and has everything he needs.Until recently.He is moody, can't sleep and doesn't get good ideas anymore.His brother, Hizashi Yamada tells him to find an Omega and mate with him.Omegas release pheromones that work like drugs on Alphas and get them in a calm, relaxed state. That surely with help the grumpy Alpha to get rid of his bad mood.At first, Aizawa doesn't want that. He doesn't like Omegas very much and prefers to be alone.Then he meets the waiter at the restaurant he and his brother meet up frequently. A small, blond Omega that matches his mood. Annoyed, doesn't take shit from anyone and smells really nice.After a night they spent together and the pheromones really work, he offers the Omega a contact.Get in a total power exchange relationship with him, become his sub and in exchange get really well paid for that.Katsuki, in the shitty situation he is in, couldn't afford to say no.

Yuuji, like any teenager, thought himself to be invincible. Allowing his curiosity to get the best of him, he stumbled across something that would forever alter the trajectory of his life. Yuuji had a target painted on his back from there on out, unable to shake the attention of the wicked alpha whose eye he caught. Little did he know just how eager Ryomen Sukuna was to corrupt him.

When moving out of your dorm and leaving your eccentric roommate goes to shit, you're offered by one of her friends to move in with him... for free! That is, if you don't mind living with two completely opposite college boys. However, life isn't that easy, and there's a hot asshole around the corner to piss you off. Especially when he's always up late at night when you're studying, purposely trying to get on your nerves in the most perverse way possible. You hate him. Yet, the tables seem to turn when he comes knocking on your door asking for your help. Under one agreement, that is.

“Do you want me to top you again, baby? Do you want me to pin you down and force you to endure the same treatment you were subjected to last night? Make you come all over my hand and scream my name into your pillow?” Regina’s eyes closed as she was reminded of Emma’s hovering body. Images of Regina’s hips being pinned down, of her wrists being gripped, her nipples being pinched flooded her mind. She remembered how wet she became, how Emma had made her beg, plead to be touched. Regina couldn’t help the whimper that escaped her lips when she recalled just how well Emma had satisfied her need, a need which had been repressed for so fucking long. Now that she’d had a taste, she needed more. And so she nodded, desperate for Emma to touch her again.

Veritas gestures at the glasses, a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes strewn across his face. “Is it half full or half empty?” Aventurine’s laugh this time is even breathier. “It looks like wine to me.” “I see. So that’s the type of person you are.” Or, that story where Aventurine goes undercover as a stripper (amongst other things) to infiltrate Intelligentsia Corporation by befriending and bedding the young millionaire heir to the throne. Nothing could possibly go wrong.

Suguru stares up at the man that's looming over him, tall and unsmiling. He's - He's Satoru, it's definitely Satoru, but he's not at the same time. Gojo Satoru looks like he's a decade older, his frame larger, taking up more space than what Suguru's used to. And the way he surveys Suguru - it makes him feel tingly all over, strangely warm in the low point of his belly. "Hello lovely," Gojo Satoru says, and even his voice has lost the grating edge of his teenage self. "What brings you here?" Or, High school Suguru meets adult Gojo. Things happen.

Beaufort grinned, scratching his beard. God, he must work out. With every stretch of his body as he righted himself and placed his hands on his hips, Dan's eyes flitted between his arms and his chest, seeing his button-up shirt straining against his skin. He said some sort of goodbye to Dan and walked off, a real treat for him, since his eyes locked onto his ass, which too seemed to be entirely too big for his clothing. A lot of Dan's time in the office once he finished his work was spent fantasizing. It was easy to stare at a computer screen and type garbage for a while. Not all of his fantasies revolved around Mr. Beaufort, but he was the nearest and most readily accessible in his mind to sexualize. He didn't think he had any actual affection for the guy, he found him entirely annoying, which only made him hotter. --- Daniel Tucker hates his job for a wide range of reasons. Could be the hours, the exhaustion or the burn out, but one of the more prevalent reasons is his boss. His incredibly annoying, objectively kind of an asshole, but incredibly hot boss.

...in those early years, when Crowley would slide a hand between his legs for some relief, the scenes in his mind showed an Aziraphale who gave Crowley what he wanted, yes, but gave it as a favour. As a punishment. That Aziraphale would be mocking, almost bored, as he bent Crowley over a bed or put him on his knees. Poor excuse for a demon, he’d sneer. Look at how desperate you are. Ridiculous. Is this what you wanted? And Crowley would take it, take it gratefully, penance and pleasure both. His desire satisfied by its own consequence.

Total drama one shots! I’m struggling to get ideas and shit for fics so I may not be posting as often as Normalmy apologies 💔this also means requests are currently closed

San is tired of people making assumptions about him. Wooyoung proves to be an exception. or, Brawny, big boy San just wants to be dicked down for once in his life and Wooyoung is more than happy to oblige.

Riki and Sunghoon have always felt this underlying tension between them, one that they’ve never given much though to. A night preparing for their comeback in the practice room leads to something far more which somehow creates more problems than it solves. Can they figure things out? Or are they going to be pulled apart?

gyuvin glances down at ricky sprawled petulantly across their sheets, silent rage rolling off his unmoving body in thick waves. he’s so perfect. doll-like, would be the best way to describe it. the realization makes arousal sink hard and fast into gyuvin’s lower stomach as he keeps staring down at ricky, unable to turn his gaze away. he really looks like a doll, gyuvin thinks, and wouldn’t it be a shame if no one played with such a pretty toy? ricky doesn’t react when the mattress dips under gyuvin’s weight. he doesn’t react when gyuvin slides one hand up the small of his back, the warmth of his hand surely felt under flimsy lace. he doesn’t react when gyuvin leans down to breathe softly against his exposed nape, stirring the few wispy strands curled at the base of his neck. “babe,” gyuvin whispers. “wanna play a game?” happy wife, happy life. those are the words that gyuvin, the devoted husband of one particularly finicky cat, chooses to live by. sometimes, he suspects that ricky likes to start fights just so they can make up, and luckily for the both of them, gyuvin knows how to kiss it better.

Suguru's made some new friends on the internet. They're much older than him, and they're so much cooler than any of his peers. They've got such interesting hobbies, too. One of them tells him he's an underwear connoisseur - thongs, jockstraps, frilly panties - you name it, he's got it. He's even mailed some of the ones that don't fit him to Suguru, so that they don't go to waste. Suguru's excited. He's never had such a close friend before, generous in sharing his thoughts and hobbies with him.

Written in four hours; porn, no plot. Caelus's definition of friendship just isn't the same as Aventurine's, but he lets the man call him for a favor anyway.

Weekly spanking sessions? It just works for us.