manhandling

Taehyung forgets his strength kink until Jungkook picks him up during a group project meeting.

jeongguk's too restless (and horny) to stay at home so jimin lets him drag them both out. except things don't go quite as expected.

jimin's got enough on his plate with a kid and a restaurant to run. the last thing he needs is for newly single alpha jeon jungkook to move in next door and throw his heart for a loop.

jimin should have known better than to go snooping. and he certainly should have known that even little kitties can get stuck in a wall and be used and abused.

"At The Factory, we always focus on improving our products. We produce high quality companions, prepared to your liking, and now even offer home deliveries and gift wrapping. We also sell energy serums, produced by our men right here in the factory. If you're interested in entering our program, simply head on over to our factory lobby and sign up!" I think there's way too little fuck-machine content focused on guys, as well as very elaborate/full body machinery, thus that is exactly what this work is about.The Factory takes place in a fictional universe where men sign up wishing to become live-in sexual companions, and the factory prepares them for this future position. Please note: Every single character that appears in this fic is always at least 25 years old and fully consenting. Every chapter features a new person. You can skip/read in any order, use the chapter elevator as a guide if you're looking for something specific!Feel free to point out spelling mistakes!I use the word boy with 100% intention as adult boy, like saying dude.There are clearly mild liberties taken with the human body because, y'know fiction. You're probably not here for actual science.

A collection of smutty one-shots set in the My Hero Academia universe.

sometimes jungkook wonders if things could have turned out differently, if there was ever something he could have done, if there was ever a possibility that he wouldn't be consumed by jimin.

"Are you still nervous?" Minho asks, retaining that addictive nonchalance to his voice. Jisung releases a pathetic little laugh between his gritting teeth. “Yeah,” he breathes out. “Just a little bit.” "Let me smoke you out, then." Jisung makes the mistake of letting his curious gaze wander, allowing a mesmerized "How?" to escape him. He's done the moment their eyes meet, because then Minho's taking Jisung's jaw in his hand while the other holds what's left of his blunt, dark eyes trailing down to the lips he wants to coax apart. "Open for me." - Shotgunning: the practice of inhaling smoke and then exhaling it into another individual's mouth.

Scrambling to his knees Castiel hugs back, burying his face in Dean’s neck, breath coming in fast little pants against his skin. Dean closes his eyes and just breathes him in, barely able to believe that this is real. At any other time in his life, closing his eyes against a threat like Death would be an inexcusable lapse in his hunter’s judgement. Right now, he doesn’t give a single fuck. Death can reap him for all he cares, he’ll die knowing Cas is going to be ok. Alive. “I will see you soon, Dean,” Death tells him, that deliberate voice of his soft enough not to intrude on the intimacy of the moment, “Raincheck on that grilled cheese.” “Thank you,” Dean croaks, propping his chin up on Cas’s shoulder, unmindful of the tears trickling down his cheeks, “Thank you.” or After Death brings Cas and Eileen back, the four of them hit the road with Miracle, driving around the country opening decommissioned Men of Letters chapterhouses to be used by hunters while trying to give a human perspective on Jack's plan to restructure the afterlife system. Meanwhile, Dean copes with being a flustered lump of a man because somewhere along the way, Castiel learned how to flirt.

This was a joke. It was a joke, and Jisung was gonna wait out whatever clever punchline Minho had packed up his sleeve. Minho remains, cocking his head to the side in challenge. He murmurs around the piece of candied popcorn held between his teeth, leaning closer, inviting. “C’mon, Jisung,” Minho teases. “I thought you said you were hungry.” Jisung realizes too late that the punchline doesn’t exist. - It’s Jisung’s first time off schedule in months, and he’s naturally anticipating the most boring day ever.When Minho gets back to the dorms early, it turns into anything but. Russian translation now available!

after misbehaving at a party, jimin should have anticipated he'd be in for a punishment. except even after five years of being yoongi and jeongguk's pet, jimin can't seem to foresee the severity of their wrath. or local twink, park jimin, gets pounded into the next dimension by his mafia daddys.

Peter's alone at home with Derek, baby-sitting his favorite nephew like the good uncle he is. At least until a delicious scent and Derek's discomfort make him realize that Derek is going into preheat... And well, now that Derek is an omega, Peter has no reason to stop himself, right?

Due to the nature of the requests, please read the * WARNINGS AND TAGS FOR EVERY CHAPTER * These will be individual fics, not connected in any way with different pairings, different fandoms, and possibly a wide variety of kinks.

Ever since the spider bite, Peter hasn't been able to come. Every time he gets close, his senses get overwhelmed and he ends up frustrated and unable to orgasm. Enter one Wade Wilson who is very good at making sure Peter focuses on him, and only him.

“You didn’t deny thinking about me while watching porn either, though.” Harry smiled and brushed his curls to the side before leaning over the desk so he was closer to Louis. “Do you stroke your big cock to those corny student teacher porn videos? Do you get mad when you watch? Because god, it’s so fucking cheesy. But you can’t help the way you start to come when the student starts moaning, ‘Ugh fuck professor fuck me.’ Because somehow it’s hot, and maybe it’s hot because you want to hear a certain student moaning professor while you fuck them over your desk. Now isn’t that right, Professor Tomlinson?” ~ or the one where human harry seduces his hot teacher professor tomlinson, who happens to be a vampire ~

“When you’re really tired or out of it, you show the underside of your wings to Steve,” Natasha says to Tony, ignoring Clint, who is doing an excellent impression of a fish. “We’ve all noticed it, but no one ever said anything because we didn’t think you knew. And judging from the look on your face, you didn’t.” “I don’t –” Natasha cuts him off with a raised hand. “Save it. I’m sure JARVIS has got video proof. You do it with Steve, Clint does it with Coulson, and both of them melt all over themselves when you two do it.” She stands, picking up her glass of wine. “So please, for the sanity of everyone else who has to live in this house, get over yourselves and just mate already.” She sweeps out of the room.

Because Mary died too young, John never had the chance to have the big, happy family they always wanted together. But now that Dean has presented as an omega, the solution to this problem is obvious... (Or, the one where John is obsessed with getting Dean pregnant.)

Merlin figures out why Arthur manhandles him so much. Arthur himself is a little slower on the uptake.

Pornstar!AU. Louis is a pornstar with more issues than he can drink away. Harry is a bisexual singer/songwriter who is desperate to be signed to a major label. Zayn and Liam are Louis's long-suffering best friends (who also happen to be pornstars, and also happen to be dating each other). Niall just wants to play his guitar.

Louis is the only omega to ever make it in the cut-throat world of competitive motorcycle racing—that is, he would be if anyone actually knew about his identity. Now, his sights are set towards competing in—and winning—the European Grand Prix, the biggest and most difficult race of the entire year, so he can disappear underground for good. He’s close enough, too, until an alpha sports journalist is assigned to follow Louis’s every move as he prepares for the event of his career. Or, an AU where motorcycle racing is the biggest sport in a heavily divided world, Louis is trying to take control of his own destiny, and Harry is in for more than he bargained for.

One decision changes the course of history and fate of the wizarding world, and Slytherin Dynasty rule over the world. The Magical and Muggle worlds brought together by the power of Emperor Thomas Slytherin; once a mere boy, now the most powerful person there ever was. Thomas has it all; the world under his iron fist, immortality and power. But inside the Imperial Palace, his life is dull and monotonous. Until, it isn’t. --- Hadrian Potter-Black, the heir of two Ancient Houses, is a prodigy and his mother’s son. He too has it all, but then he deliberately enters to become the Emperor’s concubine; one of his many concubines. What are the chances he will even catch the Emperor’s attention? Very little, they tell him, but Hadrian has magical prowess and ambition dripping through his bones. Though he didn’t expect this. The Emperor’s unbidden attention; all for him.

Loki is sentenced to slavery for his crimes and ends up on Jotunheim, where he is made into the plaything of the king. Years pass and he bears him a daughter, Loki becomes resigned to his life and his fate, his only care is keeping his daughter safe. Until one day, Tony Stark arrives. The Jotun king, thinking to make a rich trade deal with this Midgardian, decides to give him a gift.

When Jungkook, a beta, is tasked with taking care of Taehyung during his preheat, he's determined to do it well. He desperately wants to show his boyfriends, his pack, that he can do a good job- that he can be good. He feeds Taehyung by hand, keeps him hydrated, obediently fetches pain medications and lets himself be used as a human teddy bear. Anything to make the preheat easier. But then...suddenly, Jungkook can't stop thinking about how the nest Taehyung built is all wrong. The omega is asleep, but he wouldn't mind if Jungkook fixed it, right? Just moved some of these blankets into the right spot, where it's so much cozier? Maybe he'd even be happy, proud that Jungkook knows just how to fix the nest for them both to share. Sure he's ignoring the burning heat in his stomach, the dizziness floating behind his eyes, but that's not important. The nest is important. It has to be safe, has to be perfect. When Taehyung wakes up to a completely different nest, a sick packmate, and an unfamiliar scent, he realizes Jungkook /might/ not be a beta anymore.

Yuuri spends several hours taking Viktor apart at the seams with round after round of rough sex.

A mouthy beta runs off with Kinn's watch. He goes to get it back. Vietnamese translation here

“Tell me you want this,” he whispers hoarsely, his eyes boring into hers. It's not a question of consent, it's another command, and she can't help but agree yet again.“I... I want this,” she says under her breath.“You sure?”She inhales deeply. “Yes.”“Say it,” he urges. “Tell me what you want.”“I... I want...” she starts, chewing on her lip, averting her eyes, her cheeks burning up in embarrassment. “I...” Her mouth feels dry. “I want you to... to...” She swallows thickly. “...to sleep with me...”His laugh sounds almost mocking. She looks up with her eyebrows furrowed, her lips pursed, discomfort written all over her face. “So fucking innocent,” he mutters, shaking his head, amusement making his lips twitch. “Say you want me to fuck you. Come on, use big girl words, baby.”She presses her lips together, shifting on his lap. “I... I want you to... fuck me...”His hands move up to grab her face, pulling her closer to him until his nose brushes against hers. “You want me to take your virginity?” he whispers darkly, his breath fanning over her lips.“Yes.” Careful what you wish for. – Or: A girl's sexual awakening, a journey of submission and obsession.

Everyone heard about him. The brilliant Sky who'd help anyone in need before vanishing into the air. Who would perform incredible feats, and summon creatures, and plant forests of bizarre man-eating trees. The most coveted Sky. Harry? Just tried to live out his other-worldly pension in peace.

Jisung smirks at him all slant and cocky, voice thick with confidence. "Want me to sign you an autograph, honey?" The intimidatingly gorgeous stranger snaps his eyes to him with a gaze that's almost.. challenging? One brow arches beneath his snapback, judgmental and maybe a little amused, and Jisung is struck with a creeping realization that he's finally met his match. "Actually," the stranger utters, voice cold and flat where it slipped past lips of curved pink, "I'd like to compete with you." - Nosebleeds, elbow scrapes, bruises all over and the adrenaline high of riding his board at speeds that others could only dream of — that was all Jisung wanted.What Jisung needed, Minho thought, was to be put in his place.

Cormac desperately wants a place in Gryffindor's Quidditch team. He'd do everything to get that position. Even fucking the team captain.Set in HBP

They warned him, when he started working for the Theerapanyakun clan. Forget leadership, forget duty to his people, forget all that – they warned him. Kinn Theerapanyakun, clan heir: obsessed with power. Porsche should have fucking listened.

When Price told Ghost that he had to go to the United States for a solo mission where he would assume the role of a bodyguard to gather intel on an important target, Ghost was already feeling annoyed. He expected snobby people who would boss him around, maybe even having to tend to spoiled little brats like a babysitter. But nothing could have prepared him for you – because in a way, you were so much worse than anything he had expected. And the cruelest irony was that he found himself irresistibly drawn towards you.

From the first second he saw you, König was completely and utterly obsessed with you. So when you ran into him late at night, tears streaming down your face, the universe served you to him on a silver platter. "Come in, we can sit down in my room and get you cleaned up, and then you can tell me what happened, ja?" he said quietly, a smirk hidden beneath his mask as he guided you into his room.

There's slick dripping down his soft thighs, drenching the sheets in his scent. Everything smells like Satoru. And Satoru smells like Suguru. Russian Translation

To lure a monster out, Geralt ties Jaskier up, making him look like easy prey. Surprisingly, Jaskier finds himself enjoying his time as bait a bit more than expected.

After several weeks of being blue balled by his own ability to get off after hearing his roommate moan ONCE through his door, Diluc tries the arguably sketchy website that a friend from college suggests to help him get off. Sometimes, all you need is a little bit of a private show.