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Hellooo! Hope you’re doing well! I saw that you wanted some writing inspo so I thought I’d suggest some bakugou comfort, how they comfort reader when crying or after a bad situation both sfw and nsfw, if you’re ok with that… I saw all the leaks of the manga and I haven’t stopped crying since :)… anywayss hope you have a great day and remember to hydrate pls! 💜🧡

Comfort! Bakugou x Reader

warnings: nsfw,he fucks the sadness out of you, after care, him praising you, fluff, smut, and angst all in one, soft bakguou, Pro Hero bakugou, he’s not that good at comforting

synopsis: your favorite character dies.

F/c meaning favorite character

“Just let everything out okay?” He was holding your waist tightly so you wouldn’t fall off his lap. Bakugou had came home to finding you in a little ball of sadness crying your heart out. The reason was because your favorite character had died. And although Bakugou had found the reason kinda dumb he wasn’t going to say out loud like a bitch and he knew you where going to kill him if he said such a thing.

Now Bakugou wasn’t necessarily good at comforting so he did the only thing he could think of. Fucking you, he told you cry everything out and he would soothe you saying you didn’t have to do anything and that he got you. “Mhm just cry it all out ‘darlin.” He was rubbing your cheek seeing your red watery eyes. “Yer such a pretty girl f’me right?” He was moving at a slow pace and as much as he would love to fuck your brains out he knew the situation didn’t really call for that.

“Kats it’s not fair y-you know how could the author do this to me.” You cried into his shoulder hands gripping his back like afraid he was just gonna vanish just like your f/c did. Bakugou just went along with ya “yeah fuck that author the bastard.” He felt your body tense one he hit your g-spot “want me to go faster? if ya want maybe fuck the sadness out of ya.” You could feel the tension as he just kept going at his slow pace waiting for you answer and then you realized katsuki was holding back for you.

This made you cry even more. “Shit my bad we can keep going at this pace sweets.” He kisses you and there is guilt in his eyes “no no we can go fast ‘suki.” And you just killed him right there from the way your on him wrapping your arms around his neck, the little nickname you had for him made his heart squeeze and your tear stained eyes and those lips oh how you looked so fucking gorgeous.

“C’mere” he flipped you over so that he was on top now. Vermillion eyes stared you down and it’s like he had you hypnotized. “If it hurts just hold onto me bite your lip and bear with it okay?” He questioned more like demanded but he just wanted to go already he wanted to make you better cause fuck that author for killing off your favorite character, he didn’t like seeing you cry it’s made him feel uncomfortable like somehow it was his fault.

You gave him a nod hands already circling around his neck. And before you knew he was inside of you once more. Somehow it felt different than before. He was kissing your neck every time he seen you wince. “Such a good girl f’me hm?” He was moving fast gripping your thighs as he moved in and out constantly assaulting your g-spot but you little moans that came out made it so worth. “F-fuck kats” your breathing was getting heavy and “yeah right there keep going right there.” His grin was sharp around the edges a bit scary but you loved it.

“Oh you like that princess-fuckkkk.” Your walls where closing around him and he wanted to cum so bad but no he couldn’t give in so easily. “Yer so fucking good for me yeah?” He was going so fast and you where relishing in the feeling while your was cum leaking out.

“Oh your such a tease.” Katsuki smirked watching you try to keep up with him. “Don’t give up yeah? I’m not done yet.” You could barley breath and Katsuki was going hard. And yeah you cried cause it felt good and hurted at the same time but he just sloppily kisses you saying that he would take care of you and don’t worry about it. “Mhm just let it all out my little cry baby.” He wiped your tears off your cheek.

“Ya know I would be done by now but I don’t think I can stop. Your still sad and we don’t want that right?” You where holding him very tight like a koala, head in the crook of his neck legs around his waist. He barked a laugh before whispering into your ear “how bout I fuck you till dawn huh? still think you’ll be crying then. “ he didn’t mean any harm with it he was being dead serious here.

Katsuki’s attacks just got harder and harder and you felt your eyes roll back a whine coming out. “Mhm you can take it I know you can.” He voice came out ragged seemed like he was running out of energy to. “Oh shit..” he breathed out not before releasing the cum he’s been holding in from the start. It’s like a mini bomb exploding inside of you and you yell his name, nails clawing his back, legs weak.

“Kat-“ a gasp of air “yeah I know don’t worry I gotcha.” He removes his cock and watches you visibly tire. “You feel better?” He questions already knowing the answer. “Uh huh” you breath out hugging him for comfort. “Good now let go sweets.” You clearly don’t agree from the way you get tighter around him. “Cmon it’ll be worth it I promise.” He looks at you before you sigh and your whole body unravels around him and falls into the comfort of your bed. “Katsuki” you watch as he bring his face to your lower area. “What’re you doing come here.” You whine missing his warm embrace. “Shush I have to clean up the mess right?” He begins to kiss the area close to your clit watching as you visibly shiver. “Suki” the little nickname rolls of your tongue like butter and turns into a moan.

“Mhm yeah just relax.” He begins to kiss your inner thighs sucking on them even biting them though not to hard and he’s pleased when he hears you moan. He’s satisfied your not sad anymore but he’s not done yet, he always go big after all. Next thing you know he’s sucking, slurping, kissing every little bit down there. He hears everything from the way you say his name, to you gripping the sheets he chuckles. “Your so cute like this.”

And then before you know it he’s done. He wipes his mouth before crawling into bed with you. “You can rest now darlin.” You curl into him immediately and he welcome it with that sharp laugh of his and his hands just wrap all around you giving you a kiss on your forehead.

Authors note: sorry this took longer than expected I was low key procrastinating but I did it! Hoped you enjoy!

I decided to finish the smut from my first post, I’ve been trying to make my smut more flower (hence the first post) but the more I added kink to the smut the more I forgot to add flowery words and if I try to go back and make it flowery (which I’ve tried) it just turns out shit. But I am looking for feedback so lmk what you think. Also: sorry this is long!

Ps: there harder kinks in this so def check trigger warnings but there is a bit of after care at the end cause I believe it’s important that aftercare is shown in erotica & porn but is often times isn’t even though it’s any important aspect of kink.

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Degradation, praise, cnc, pegging, slight breeding, spanking, overstimulation, ownership.

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she wiped his face with a shaky hand, collecting herself on her fingers before sticking them into his mouth silently telling him to suck. he closed his lips around her. as he tasted her again he felt as though he was dizzy, he felt as though he might pass out. he worked his mouth around her fingers with a moan. letting the tip of her fingers hit the back of his throat before making his way back up then repeating. shes holy in the most unholy way, at least she made him feel holy. Like he’s sent to heaven and his reward is letting her fuck him for the rest of eternity.

She pulled her hand out of his mouth “are you going to be a good boy for me baby?” She asked the boy in her lap, he moaned at the pet name as he blushed. He hadn’t answered her so her hand met his face with a loud slap “If you don’t answer me baby, I won’t fuck you. Are you going to be a good boy for me baby?”

“Yes- yes. Please fuck me, I need it so bad” he said almost to quick as she wrapped her hand around his ever hardening cock, moving slow. “So good- please. I need it so bad. I’ll be so good- I’ll take your cock so well as you breed me”

“you’re so fucking pathetic” she replied as he buried his head into her neck, thrusting his hips into her hand “all you’re good for is to be fucked, huh?”

“Yes mistress, I’m just a fucking slut for your cock” He babbles, sucking delicate marks on her neck “just here for you to get off”

“I know you are baby, and that’s why you’re gonna let me fuck you til you’re crying and begging me to stop” she says “cause your just a fucking pathetic little slut”

His body trembled at her words, bring him all that much closer. He needs release, his head is going to explode if he doesn’t, He picks up the speed as he continues to thrust into her hand. His eyes are shut as he moans into her neck.

“You’re so desperate for me aren’t you baby, just so desperate to cum” she coo’s at her boy, picking up the speed of her own hand making the boy dizzy “thank me for your orgasm”

He feels his orgasm ripple through his body with a gasp “oh thank you miss- you make me feel so good, thank you. Thank you” He moans as his body collapses against her body, his body still shaking- he’s already so fucked out

“just because you came doesn’t mean I’m done with you baby, you still have to show me how well you take my pretty little cock” her hand started to move again, overstimulating her boy “I bet you take cock so well don’t you, darling- look at you”

Tears threatened to fall from his eyes again, ruining the pretty makeup he had put on to impress his mistress. He yelped as his body jumped, already so tired. He gasped again, burying his head deeper into her neck taking in the smell of her strawberries lotion. Her thumb met his tip making him feel like he’s going to explode and thrust into her hand- his cock already hard and leaking pre-cum. She could destroy him and he’d thank her, he’d even beg for it. Beg for her cock like he’d be saved by it. Like he’d be sent to heaven just because she’s fucking him. Like she will save him, just from her cock and her cock alone.

“It hurts, please” he whined, the tears falling.

Her hand moved from his cock to the nightstand and in a moment of desperation, trying to chase his high once more, he started to move against her lower stomach. She grabbed the bottle of lube before bringing her attention back to her boy, who is now whimpering her name in her ear like a perfect hymn. Her hand met the boys ass with a loud slap.

“And what do you think you’re doing?” She asks as the boy picks up the speed “you really that impatient that you touch yourself without asking?”

“mm- feels good” is all he can say

“I didn’t as if it felt good baby, I asked if you’re really that impatient you touch yourself with out asking?” She spoke again, her boy shoving his face into her neck more. His mascara tears staining his cheeks and her neck

“I’m sorry, I need it- I need it, I’m so close- please” he begs

“I don’t care how close you are” she says, grabbing his hips to stop him

“please, don’t stop” he whimpered

“you didn’t as for permission”

“Please, I’ll be so good for you”

“It’s to late now, darling” she says “I want you to go get the strap on for me baby”

Her boy hops off her and rushed to the top drawer in her dresser to retrieve the strap on. He rushes back to her like a puppy whose owners just got home. She commanded him to get back on the bed on his hands and knees and he followed her command like she’s his god. She watched in admiration at the boy before her, his eyes hooded and blown out, cheeks impossibly pink and his curls stuck to his forehead. She sat up, moving to her boy with a smile.

“you look so pretty on your knees baby, so ready to be used” she says, dragging her hand along the soft skin on his ass “you’re so hard for me, princess” her hand falls between his thighs, dragging her index finger along his length causing him to thrust his hips backwards

Her hand once again met his ass this time much harder, leaving a red mark in its wake, her boy moaned once more, a puddle of pre cum forming beneath him. She reached for the lube squirting a quarter amount on her middle and ring finger. He felt her fingers play with his ass before inserting them into him. A wave of pain moved through his body, not being used to having two fingers with out being stretched with one first.

“It hurts- please just one finger” he begged

“Shut up and take it or I’ll stretch your tight hole with my cock” she said, pausing, still letting her fingers move “I know you like this, it’s what sluts deserve, they deserve pain- especially the naughty ones”

His mistress picked up the speed, making him hurt all that much more. More tears fall from his face, ruining his makeup more. His mistress’s fingers graze his G-spot making his head spin. After hitting his G-spot a few more times the pain turned into pleasure and he started moaning.

“I told you you liked it” she said, pulling her fingers out of him “I think it’s time for you to take some cock”

There was a long pause as he watched his mistress put on the strap, ogling at her. His mouth was open and eyes hooded, he looked like something out of a painting, something handcrafted by god. Something that was thrown out of heaven. His cock was so hard and red, his tip glistening from all the pre cum. His legs trembled as she came closer to him. The cock was much larger than they’ve used before, it both terrified and aroused him. He watched with wide eyes as she moved her hand up and down the shaft, covering it in lube before moving to her boy.

“Are you ready to be used?” She asked, pressing the tip into him “if this hurts, i don’t care. You’re going to take it anyway”

She slid into him with ease. He squeezed against the toy involuntarily as the pain rippled through him. He was right, it’s too big. His body feels like it’s on fire. She slowly pulled her hips away from him, letting he feel every inch of the cock before snapping her hips forward at a quick speed. She continued at this rate, He whined in pain as his eyes squeezed closed and more tears formed

“It hurts” he whines “stop! Please!”

she spanked him before repeating what she had said before “I don’t care. Take it, I know you can”

“It hurts- it hurts. Fuck” he half whimpered in pain and pleaser.

“you’re so fucking tight, so ready to be breed- such a good boy” she said, weaving her hand into his hair. She pulled his head back which changed the angle they’re at. Her cock now hitting his G-spot sending fireworks through his body “look at you being filled”

She moved her hand from his hair to his neck, using it to pull his body up so his body is flushed against hers. Her thrusts quicken as his body starts to tremble once more, turning the boy into a puddle of sweat, tears and moans. His eyes squeeze shut as he begins to beg:

“May I cum, miss- may I” he moans out, the bed sounding like it may break beneath them.

His mistress presses her face to his, taking in his scent- he smells like cigarettes and expensive cologne and now sex-

“Who do you belong to?” She asks “who does this slutty hole belong to?”

he gasps, trying to speak, trying to come up with the words but with every thrust he’s left unable to speak. His head cocked back against her shoulder and a tight grip against his neck he’s so much closer to unraveling, so much closer to making a mess that he wasn’t given permission to make. her hips meeting with his ass, thrusting deeper into him, hitting every spot so perfect his eyes were rolling back into his head. As he got closer and closer to unraveling he had forgotten that his mistress had even asked him a question.

A sharp slap brought him back though, followed “I asked you a fucking question” she paused her movements but was still buried deep into him “if you don’t fucking answer me I’ll leave you right here to finish yourself off”

With every ounce of what he could muster out, he yelled far too loudly: “you, fuck- you. You own me, please just fuck me” followed closely by “I’ll be your good toy, please”

Without warning she thrusted her hips once more, causing the boy to whine out as mascara filled tears continued to fall down his face “are you going to cum for me baby? Come on, I know you can do it for me” she whispered in the boys ear “show mommy how good she makes you feel baby”

A loud whine left his mouth as he came, tears steaming down his face at a more rapid rate as his mistress whispered sweet praise, fucking him much slower now letting him come down from his high.

She let him collapse against their once nicely made bed as he continued to sob, he felt a pair of lips pressed against the curls on the back of his head before he heard footsteps . He just laid there, so completely fucked out, as he heard movement. He heard the rushing sound of running water and cabinet doors being shut before she came back with a soft whisper.

“let’s take a bath baby, come on”

His once commanding mistress turned into a soft, worrisome girlfriend as she helped him to the bath. She helped him into the warm water before she followed, pulling him into her chest as their limbs tangled into one.

As a sadist a huge part of my own aftercare is entangled with the aftercare of my sub. I need to know you’re ok and that I have tended to you in order to tend to myself. I need to know you don’t hate me. That you enjoyed yourself. I need reassurance. I need to bathe you and be bathed myself. To hold you close. To talk about what we did and how we feel. I love to snuggle clean dry warm and naked under a blanket. To watch a movie we’ve seen a hundred times before but that makes us smile, and it doesn’t matter if we randomly chat through it when a thought arises. To have snacks and drinks and all of the comfort items close by. If we can I would spend the night together, because some times drops can happen several hours later once the endorphins have stopped coursing. Let’s just take our time. This part is just as important as the scene <3

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“Use her! At will and without mercy. For she is YOURS to do with as you wish. But never, ever, forget the importance of the necessary aftercare.”

- Master Knox

How to get your Sub in subspace, a guide for beginners

 Although everyone into the BDSM scene has heard of endorphins, actually very, very few people really understand what they are, how they work, what the “high” is all about and how one can correctly induce the body to produce them. This short primer will answer those questions, and serve as a guide for anyone topping another so that they may successfully send their bottom into a very deep endorphin stupor! (Also known as leaving them in a big puddle of quivering ecstasy!)

The endorphin high is caused by a bunch of natural, morphine-like chemicals the body pumps into your brain to reduce your sensitivity to pain (thus raising your pain threshold.) The fact that the body seems to release these endorphins in measured ‘loads’ is a key to understanding how to ‘play’ the body to produce these ‘loads’ and ‘release’ them into the body and brain region when the ‘load’ is ready. One has to keep in mind that another chemical – adrenalin – is also produced by the body in reaction to pain, and its behavior should be understood also. This is covered later more thoroughly in the section at the end on aftercare – which is a VERY essential element in guaranteeing the success of the effort, as you will see.

The endorphin ‘loads’ as they are available in the body are released in their entirety, and after a ‘load’ is released, it takes the body about ten minutes to generate the chemicals for another one. After the body has been induced to release (or ‘inject’) a ‘load’ into the system, you must then continue stimulating the body for at least ten minutes in some manner before the body will be ready to release another one. This stimulation can be just about anything – sensation play, light paddling or flogging, light caning, etc. – and it does not have to be intense or even nearly match the intensity of stimulation that had caused the release of the last ‘load.’

Once prepared, an increase in stimulation over a five minute span up to a measured ‘climax’ will trigger the body to release the freshly prepared ‘load’ (based upon the submissive’s current pain threshold, “measured” to push them over a new edge.)

So, armed with this information, what does a session look like from the top’s and bottom’s point of view? This should break it down for you.

When a scene first starts, there are no endorphins in the submissive, and even fairly light torment is very stingy, ouchy, and, well, painful! There is an endorphin reserve already in place that is awaiting release into one’s body in case of an emergency, and after just a few minutes of even relatively mild stimulation building to a mild climax, this reserve ‘load’ is released, and suddenly the pain threshold clearly rises and the subject can easily tolerate what earlier may have been pushing their limits, making them jump around and squirm, for instance. This new, more pain tolerant state is Level One. There is no altered state of consciousness yet – but there is an increased pain threshold.

Once this has happened, for the top it’s basically just about treading water for ten minutes and doing anything that provides relatively light but constant stimulation to induce the bottom’s body to prepare/create their next ‘load’ for release. This is a good time for sensation play, or light paddling, flogging or whipping – and since the only requirement is that it remain fairly constant stimulation, it is a chance for the top to relax for a bit, since the stimulation can be very mild and be easy and relaxing to apply during this time.

Once the ten minutes has passed, a build in intensity over a subsequent five minute period will excite the body to a peak, and a sudden 10–15 seconds or so of intense stimulation just beyond the person’s current pain threshold limit will trigger the body to eject its freshly made, current load into the bloodstream. Now the bottom will be at  Level Two – with still no perceivable altered state of consciousness (beyond panting in relief that you, the top, have ceased with the intense bit!), but there is a considerable  and noticeable leap in pain threshold now.

Following this, again, ten minutes of mild, easy stimulation to provoke the body into generating the next load as quickly as possible. Keep this well below the pain threshold you’ve now created, with just a little intense whack, etc. every so often, about a minute apart. This will keep the adrenalin build up to a minimum, for reasons explained later on. Take it easy, tops, relax, rest that arm and wrist a bit! Then, this relaxing ten minutes is followed with five minutes of building the intensity again to well above the previous level, as the bottom’s pain threshold is pretty high already now and they can take a lot more before the body interprets this as being ‘in crisis’ and thus triggers the endorphins’ release. Finished off with 10–15 seconds (up to a minute) of a real intense, over the edge push, and the body will inject that next load.

Now at  Level Three, the bottom will definitely feel a little bit ‘woozy’ — exhibiting a “mildly drugged” state. Their eyelids should become heavier seeming, and they will fall into a more relaxed condition than before, with more low moans and groans, and with their inhibitions becoming more relaxed. Again, applying ten minutes of any relatively mild stimulation (don’t have to work hard, tops!), followed by a five minute build to a 10–15 second intense climax now that is WELL beyond the previous one, will result in the next endorphin “load” being released to push the bottom into a very nice Level Four head space.

At this Level Four state, there will be a very definite altered state of consciousness in evidence, and the bottom will feel clearly drugged and will be very compliant and submissive now. This is countered, however, by the largest charges of adrenalin they have received so far (from the intense climax just used to push them over this “edge”), so they are still quite communicative and their reaction time is still quick (even hypersensitive – a small whack with a paddle, cane or whip can now generate a huge amount of twitching or jerking of the subject’s body with certain bottoms.) Now, during the ten minute ‘treading water’ period for the top, the moans and groans will be longer and deeper, the body often limp in it’s restraints, and the reactions to the occasional harder ‘strikes’ will be obvious and even somewhat amplified. This is the tops finest time – they can still relax and obviously not be exerting themselves very hard, yet produce fine moans of ecstasy from their bottom with hardly any provocation! The pain threshold is high, even if the reaction time is increased due to the adrenalin, so harder occasional strikes are welcomed, and the reactions are certainly encouraging!

After this ten minute “endorphin replenishment” period, now it is important to be very sensitive to the limit levels crossed earlier, as you begin that five minute build in intensity that will end in the most intense limit pushing you might do with the bottom for this session (if you are stopping at level five). The bottom will have a very high pain threshold at this time, but also will be fairly groggy (in spite of the adrenalin-fueled reaction times) and less able to communicate their safe word – in fact, will now be so compliant that it is very UNLIKELY that they would use it even if they should do so! So, push this “grand finale” with finesse and sensitivity to what is going on with your bottom! At the other end of the 10–30 second climactic build in intensity – in a wonderful blast – this latest endorphin load will push the bottom into Level Five: a state of supreme ecstasy, docility, and the ability to take just about anything you could throw at them. They will become very limp and relaxed very suddenly – and be very clearly in an altered state of consciousness now.

This is the point most people end the scene and remove the bottom to cloak them in a blanket and begin the all-important aftercare … and unless you know your bottom extremely well, this is where the session should end. However, for those in that category of knowing their bottom’s limits and abilities quite well, the rules and timing are the same as with the earlier segments. Now, your ‘mild’ stimulation could be fairly intense if you wanted it to be, and the bottom will become extremely submissive – and receptive – and accepting of any amount of stimulation you could lay on them. This is a dangerous condition, because there is NO WAY a person will utter a safe word in this condition – they can barely talk at all! So, it is best to keep the stimulation relatively intense but not too too (Note: the stronger intensity applied now will hold up the adrenalin levels, and the combination with the elevated endorphins levels creates a condition of intense excitement and of simultaneously intense ecstatic relaxation for the bottom, so they’ll be into receiving whatever is being doled out. More on adrenalin in a minute, though!) Again, finish off after the ten minutes with a building in intensity to one beyond that reached earlier, with a 10–15 second extreme point, and the next ‘load’ will be released. So, now we have brought the bottom to a very amazing  Level Six! (But, again, this should only be attempted with a bottom whose limits and abilities are already very well known! The top is working without the benefit of safe words being utterable, in most cases by this time, so care must be exercised this whole while.)

With all the adrenalin now in the body – as well as the complete release of inhibitions from the heavy dosing of endorphins now in their brain – behavior of the bottom can become unpredictable at this point, and you should be prepared to restrain against some wild thrashing and arm flailing that could take place (at least be out of harm’s way!) The person/bottom is going to be in such an intensely altered state of consciousness now that their reactions could possibly be of an extremely primitive nature, and they may be capable of only ‘animal-like’ noises and reactions, and no or very little recognizable speech. So, watch out! Following this reasoning, approach the subject as you would a wild animal – very gently, talking soothingly and gesturing in a calming manner. Be prepared for sudden wild jerking, or seeming attempts to ‘get away.’ And don’t take it personally! At Level Six, this person is totally ga-ga! Be assured, they are enjoying every millisecond of this experience! And a very long period of dreaminess is now in store for them – if their aftercare is handled properly!

So, why do I go on and on about the aftercare? The work of putting endorphins into the subject’s body is finished, right? Well, yes, but you have also succeeded in putting very, very large amounts of adrenalin into their system, and adrenalin is tricky stuff. Even at Level Four, aftercare is important now because of they way adrenalin burns off – it burns off very quickly – compared to endorphins, which burn off very slowly. At Level Five or Level Six, there is enough adrenalin in the body that it will take 10 to 20 minutes for it to burn off (even up to half an hour!), and during this time, the bottom very likely will experience a number of adrenalin ‘crashes’ (similar in a way to coffee jags), and some of these can be very intense — and even quite frightening! They will need to be kept warm and be held and comforted AT LEAST throughout this period of adrenalin burn-off. My feeling is that if you don’t care enough for the bottom to enjoy cuddling and caressing with them for up to half an hour, you probably shouldn’t be taking them to any Level Six endorphin/adrenalin levels! (Or even perhaps to a Level Four!)

This adrenalin “crash” experience for the bottom is something many, many tops are unaware of, and they have no concept of the amount of harm they could be doing to someone’s psychological state by not performing adequate, loving, fondling and comforting aftercare during this time. All the bottom needs now is to be held and to hold you (or whoever you assign to perform aftercare) back – in order to be comforted by your presence, and to be allowed to make you become the entire focus of their awareness. No stroking, or massage, or other stimulus is needed or even desirable at this time. What is important is to keep in verbal contact with the bottom (not requiring words as responses, merely nods), instructing them every little while to relax. The adrenalin will have them in a very agitated state – high heart beat and breathing levels, etc. – and this situation is completely counter to the endorphin experience.Sure, they have a ton of endorphins in their system, but the adrenalin is presently holding them off from experiencing the full effect of them. The top’s guidance is extremely important at this time to help them relax through the adrenalin burn-off period.

The important thing to realize is that, if not actually ‘talked down’ out of the adrenalin agitation, the person could easily never allow themselves to relax enough to even feel the massive content of endorphins that currently exist in their system! (Maybe you’ve all seen the bottom who, after 45 minutes to an hour of intense stimulation to the point of near-total collapse on the cross or bench, is released and – after a mere couple of minutes – is just mingling around and talking and mixing with people as if nothing ever happened. These people are floating on a self sustained adrenalin buzz. This not only is likely to be unhealthy, but these bottoms are cheating themselves out of a long, long stretch of total endorphin-induced ecstasy!)

Step-By-Step Aftercare Instructions

So, while gently holding the bottom and letting them hold you back, coo softly and comfort them, and tell them to go ahead and to let themselves relax. You will feel them do so as they comply to your wishes, as they are quite docile and compliant to receiving instructions at this point. But they will also slowly tense up again from the adrenalin. Keep reminding them to relax, telling them to give themselves permission to relax totally. As they begin to succeed at doing this after a while, some will encounter a frightening feeling, which some describe feeling as if ‘falling off a cliff,’ and they will tense up a great deal from fright in that event. Or, they might encounter a feeling of intense ‘blackness’ (as the endorphins get a chance to relax even their optic nerve) and they will freak out and pull back from relaxing again.

If they report such experiences (or even before they do) tell them not to fear that, but to let it go and pass through it – telling them to relax themselves through the sensation of falling or blackness with the understanding that this is quite normal and is a common experience. Once they do that, having learned to “relax through it”, they will be “in it” after that point, and will begin to relax very deeply, very often seeing colors and beautiful technicolor visions and dreamlike landscapes, spaces and places. How sweet!

Once this happens (which, again, will take at least 10 minutes — and up to a half hour for some, depending on the amount of adrenalin that they must burn off), then your bottom needs only a little more loving attention, and can then be left bundled in a blanket somewhere on their own to float in a happy bubble, very possibly for hours!

Tops should be mindful of the fact that if they had intended to have sexual play with their bottom, they should probably fit that in around level three or four, for after hitting level five, their bottom may be too floaty to be able to concentrate for long on what they are doing. Then again, that can sometimes result in extremely passionate and inhibition-free indulgence, resulting in heights of ecstasy and orgasm never before experienced. But, if your bottom drifts out on you or loses their erection, don’t say I didn’t warn you! There’s no telling which way they will go at level 5 or 6!

“Flying”

There is another factor that can produce an altered state of consciousness FAR FAR beyond even that of the most extreme endorphin experience. This is experienced by submissives whose intense focus upon their Master or Mistress (their Dominant) – and upon pleasing them – eventually leads to a hallucinogenic kind of altered state known commonly in the BDSM community as “flying,” having an almost mythological aura surrounding the word by now, though for very good reasons! It is probably the most profound experience one can have as a submissive. It involves a state of intense devotion towards the dominant (who is not just a mere “top” at this point!) that borders upon religious worship, with complete trust and a total commitment to please and satisfy them thoroughly. Through the attainment of a complete selflessness and focus on the dominant, a transformation takes place that is very, very deep, almost trance-like.It can become so profound as to produce an extended, hallucinogenic state that is very wonderful and blissful. Many have reported even seeing visions under the spell of this “flying” effect. All have attested to the profound sense of peace and bliss they have experienced while even near the “edge” of this state.

This “flying” state can be attained by some with very little endorphin content in their system (some say even with none, but I’m quite certain most folks have attained at least a level Three or Level Four endorphin high in order to trigger the total release of inhibitions which this psychological state seems to require, at least generally speaking.) With practice, the release into this “flying” submissive-space should come easier and easier, eventually with even a mere suggestion being able to trigger the effect for some with very little or even no endorphin content being in the picture. COMBINED with the level 5 or 6 endorphin head space, there likely can be no deeper state of ecstasy possible for the bottom — short of total enlightenment! Until such an experience of full enlightenment can be accomplished, perhaps the attainment of this interim bliss is quite acceptable, and certainly should be considered an attractive and enjoyable state to be in! The secret ingredients are intense focus; a commitment to please the dominant utterly; and complete and total devotion! These ingredients – with some endorphins in the mix – should produce a quite satisfying effect for both the submissive and the dominant!

(Disclaimer — I am not a medical doctor, I assume no responsibility for people who try to use this information or for the effects which may arise from the application of the information above. As resulting from my personal knowledge, research and experiences, I can, however, assure you that this information is completely accurate to act as a guide for those exploring these effects as part of their own BDSM explorations.)

Beg me for it

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: oral (male receiving), Oral-fixation, innocent!Steve Rogers, Virgin! Steve Rogers, experienced! Reader but also shy!reader, fem!reader, overstimulation, cock sitting, Cowgirl?, fem!dom, teasing, begging, praise, check-ins, aftercare + fluff

Word count: 2.5k

Brought to you by my brain after the first episode of She-Hulk and a long, steamy convo with my friend at 3am

The show had just finished, the same irritating tune of ‘A star Spangled man with a plan’ had finally died down and Steve had finished his preaching of how ‘by purchasing war bonds you too could do your part to stick it to the Fuhrer’ or whatever bullshit they convinced him would get him his own battalion. It made you sick how they openly exploited him, but it also made you question how naïve he truly was—because if they could convince him that he was truly aiding the war effort by being paraded around like a freakshow, then what could you also convince him to do.

You were pulled from your thoughts by the creaking of the curtain finally descending, once it finally reached the ground you let your fake toothy grin fall and relaxed your posture, relieved you sauntered to the back of the stage “Thank god that’s over.” You hear one of the girls call

“Yeah, I’m craving a smoke. You girls coming?”

They all follow behind the main blonde, but just before she fully exits the door to outside the theatre she turns on her heel “Y/N you coming?” She questions, allowing the rest of the girls to walk past her out the door.

“Oh no I’m fine for now, you lot can go I’m gonna stay here and rest.” You let out an awkward laugh, that is absolutely not what you’re going to do, it couldn’t be further from the truth. The moment you began considering how deep America’s sweethearts naivety truly went it caused ideas to rush through your mind of things you wanted to do to him, things that made heat rise all the way to the tips of your ears. You knew you’d never be able to do them to him but it wouldn’t stop you from enjoying yourself.

“Suit yourself I guess, it’s stuffy in here” she let out a disgruntled sound as Maggie pulled the blue, sequin covered collar from her neck rubbing at the scratched skin below it, “ I swear if this thing doesn’t stop itching me I’m going to fu- Mr Rogers hello.” Her whole demeanour shifted, she went from loud mouthed broad to the shy girl next door in seconds, you were almost impressed. Steve just gave her a nod and a wave and disappeared into his room with a red door and brass star drilled into it, you could tell it was for him because it was the biggest and most decorated room, us girls got a communal room to get ready in, one that had blue paint flaking off it to reveal the sludge green colour that the door used to be.

You sat on the stiff blue sofa, running your hand over the cheap material “this is gonna give me carpet burn on my thighs” you huffed shifting around in an attempt to get comfortable, your mind drifted back to Steve who was now alone in his room. Maybe it was time to attempt to assert dominance, do the opposite of what Maggie did; go from shy show girl to dominatrix and try to snag Steve for yourself. The thought of it made you impossibly embarrassed as you clenched around nothing, but it was now or never you were almost completely alone with him. You stood up quickly and practically ran over to the mirror, touching up your makeup and dousing yourself with perfume to ensure you smelt nice “you can do this. You’re gonna knock on his door and lure him in, it’s going to be great, amazing, even…Sexy.” Flattening down your red and white striped skirt, which was unbelievable short, you took one final deep breath and made your way out of the changing room, down the musty corridor littered with faded posters from previous shows that were slowly peeling from the dirty, smoke covered walls which tinged them a darker brown then they should have been. You could hear the producers in their own room talking, probably playing cards, which meant you had time to enjoy yourself.

You were now face to face with Steve’s deep wine red door, it was perfectly pristine more than likely it had been painted over recently, the bronze star was shined to perfection and had the words ‘TALENT’ in bold, block lettering. Hesitantly you lifted your knuckles to the door, rapping on the wood three times. You heard shuffling and the sound of someone tripping before the door opened, revealing Steve’s towering frame. You were looking at his chiselled chest, which you could easily make out from below the tight white wife beater. You slowly leaned your head back to look up at him and locked eyes with his azure ones that had fleeks of green and blue, they reminded you of sea foam, enchanting. “Hi Y/N, is something wrong?” His soothing modulated voice inquired, your eyes drifted down to his soft, full, pink lips. That’s when you knew you had to do it.

“Can I come in, to talk to you?” You questioned in a husky tone, fluttering your eyelashes against your cheeks and looking up to him as innocently as you could muster, attempting to make yourself seem small and fragile.

“Of course, it’s no problem.” a pinkish tint dusted his cheeks and his toned arm found its way behind his head rubbing at his neck in a soothing motion. He let you pass him and your head flitted around the room, bugged eyed. His room was massive and painted crimson, with a red velvet couch facing the wall to ceiling vanity mirrors, that had a cushioned mahogany chair tucked under the floating table; that mirror was definitely going to be used. You seated yourself on his couch, allowing yourself to sink into the plush cushions and patted the area next to you, Steve strode towards you and sat right where you had instructed. The pinkish tint that had been dusting his cheeks early had made its way to his neck and ears and was deepening to a scarlet “so what did you want to…talk about?” He stuttered unable to look at you, you extended your arm and brushed a hand up and down his forearm leaning towards him. His body turned rigid from your touch.

“Look at me Stevie.” You ordered, allowing a smile to tug at your lips, pressing your arm harder into your chest to make your cleavage more prominent “I want you to look at me, please.” His head turned slowly and he crooned his neck down to look at you, a questioning look in his gaze “I need you. Inside me.” He shuffled away till his hips reached the arm of the soaf, so you did the same, except you only stopped once you were practically sat on his meaty thighs

“We can’t do that Y/N, I can’t..” you lifted your eyes to peer into his, moving your hand from his muscular forearm to his jaw that clenched under your touch, his face was scalding, his embarrassment apparent. This was intoxicating.

You brought your other hand to his other cheek and pulled his face towards you, he could have resisted but he was obedient, how useful.

“Why can’t you Stevie? Are you perhaps a virgin?” His tongue jutted out of his mouth and licked his plump lips nervously “You are! Aren’t you!” You gasped in a falsely scandalised voice, you weren’t surprised in the slightest but you wanted his embarrassment to grow and fester, you wanted him to be putty beneath you.

“I haven’t had time…I’m sorry I can’t.” He shifted below you, turning his face

“I can help you. I can be your first, let me pop your cherry, my sweet soldier.” You whispered seductively in his ear caressing the shell of his ear with your nose, slipping one of your hands from one of his cheeks down to his clothed crotch, your hand caressing the area through his washed blue denim Levi’s. A tent began to form “You’re rearing to go down here.” You climbed further on to his lap till you were sat on his growing erection, the blonde tried in vain to bite back a moan. You ground down into his lap determined to hear that sweet thigh clenching sound again, you moaned out his name rubbing your head into his neck, nipping at his bobbing Adam’s apple.

“Please let’s do it.”

“Do what Stevie? You have to say it, tell me what you want, beg me for it.” You breathe

“Fuck me. Please ah.” he begged letting out an uncharacteristically high pitched moan as you began to undo his jeans, you slid off his lap taking his trousers and boxers with you. Allowing his sizable member to spring free, the tip was red and angry, leaking pre-cum and large blue, violet veins pulsated beneath his thin pale skin. You salivated at the sight, you wanted nothing more than to taste the hot salty taste of his release trickle down your throat, you wanted your mouth to be filled with him “What are doing?” He questioned in an almost breathless tone, which was cut off by a grunt as you licked a stripe from his twitching balls to his sensitive tip

“Just you wait and see my little virgin, I’m going to spoil you rotten.” You drew circles with your tongue and popped it in your mouth, giving it a suck before opening your throat and taking him in. You watched as his hand flew to his sides; gripping the velvet of the couch till his knuckles turned white, a strained sob escaping his lips as his head flew back hitting the wall, you slowly inched his cock further into your mouth, a moan from you throat vibrating around his cock, he was big, almost too big for your mouth. Your jaw creaked uncomfortably as you almost reached the base, you could feel his full length tickling your throat as it pulsated. Your nose was buried in his pelvis and you instinctively collected spit with your hand and began to massage his balls, you quickly came up releasing his dick with a pop “pull my hair.” You grabbed his hands and brought them to the base of your skull “use me.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.” He whined, you grinned deviously

“You can’t hurt me, you won’t want to because I’ll make sure you apologise on your knees.” His large calloused hands wrapped around strands of your hair and forced you down to his dick and you began to suck, his moans started up again and you hollowed your cheeks to suck him for all he’s worth. You rocked back and forth on your foot, allowing for your clit to feel reprieve from the pleasurable tingling dancing in your womb. The savoury taste of cum began to dance on your tongue and that’s when you grabbed his wrists and forcibly removed yourself from him

“I was gonna…Where are you going?” He asked deliriously as you stood up, your small palm rubbing over his leaking slit, you pressed a finger to his soft lips

“It’s time for you to become a man, I’m gonna send you to heaven and back Captain virgin.” You took your seat back on his lap, but this time you sat on your knees and allowed his tip to slip back a forth through your velvety folds you keened as you rubbed it against your engorged, sensitive bud “I’m waiting Stevie, beg for me, beg like you’ve never begged before.” You demanded as you peeled off his wife beater and threw it to a miscellaneous corner, you stroked your hands up and down his sculpted chest which glimmered with sweat, you relished in his manly scent.

“Please put it in, please I’m begging you. I need to cum it hurts.” You looked down at his face his eyes were red and glassy and his bottom lip was clasped between his teeth, you massaged his face lovingly as you slipped him inside you slowly. You threw your head back and clasped his broad shoulders with your hands, your mouth going slack as the pleasurable burn of his length radiated through your hips causing your orgasm to build even further. One of Steve’s bulky arms found its way around your waist keeping you from falling, whilst the other encompassed your cheek pushing some of your hair out of your eyes “Feels good, keep going please.” You collected your self and nodded Steve’s whole length sheathing inside you, you nestled your head below his chin

“You okay?” You whispered, you received a nod in response “Good because now I’m going to destroy you.” Steve let out a low chuckle and you began to bounce your hips, slamming yourself up and down relentlessly

“Someone’s going to hear us.” Steve choked, trying to suppress his moans and grunts as your walls fluttered around him.

“Let them hear, I want them to hear me make you mine. I’m going to be your first and last you’re mine, moan for me. Let them hear how good I make you feel.”

“I’m gonna cum” he squeaked, tightening his grip on your waist so hard that it was absolutely going to bruise. You stopped your movements and planted yourself on his lap.

“No, please move. So close, I was gonna cum. Please.” his voice was thick with need, desperate. He whined attempting to move you up and down

“We cum together, you’ll wait for me, my good boy, my good little virgin.” You swiped your thumb sensually over his biceps. His cock twitched inside you “Do you like being my good boy Captain?” You cooed as Steve buried his head into the lapel of your outfit

“Take this off. I want to see you please.” You complied, throwing the scratchy uniform towards where you had thrown Steve’s wife beater. His strong hand briefly glided over your tits giving them a squeeze and teasing the nipples before falling back to their original place.

“Look in the mirror Stevie, look where we’re joined.” You began to move again “touch my clit, you know what that is right?” You chuckled and Steve scoffed, rubbing your clit almost immediately, making you melt against him “Well, you’re better than most men then.” You moaned, moving your hips desperately “Use me Steve!” You beckoned he grabbed your hips with his other hand feverishly moving you up and down his length “gonna cum! Cum with me! Cum my good boy!” You keened grinding on his dick, Steve groaned and whined, his cock throbbed, you gripped at his muscular arms desperately and you were finally pushed over the edge, you bashed your head into Steve’s shoulder, digging your nails into his back leaving red half moons in their wake you felt Steve’s hot release flow into you, he bucked his hips desperately and you could feel it leak out of you into his lap. You ran your hands through his cropped hair and kissed his jaw tenderly “You good Steve?” You questioned massaging his scalp gently

“That was amazing, thank you.” He murmured, stroking your thigh with his warm pal. He turned his head and pushed back your hair kissing your forehead.

“Thank you for letting me be your first.” Your lips meet for the first time in a lazy, yet passionate kiss and you both stare into each other's eyes “let’s lay together for a bit before we get cleaned up.” Steve hummed in agreement, holding you securely to his chest before laying on his back, allowing you to rest your head on his buff chest and listen to his heart that was thumping loudly against his ribs, your eyelids became heavy and you permitted yourself to drift off in the security and heat of the supersoldiers embrace.

Thinking Of

Aftercare with Gojo

After the crazy kinky sex you guys had you were tired. Worn the fuck out. You’re laid out on the bed, gasping for air while he turns over to you.

“That was fucking great. Definitely the best sex I ever had.”

You giggled at that thought. “You always say this when we’re done having sex.” You laughed.

“Yeah because it’s the best.”

You sighed and look over at him. His blue eyes staring at you back like they haven’t seen you in years. Yet they were filled with love. Love like no other. You couldn’t help but lead closer and kiss him like you were just reunited.

“I love you.” He softly whispers.

“I love you too baby.” He places his hand on your head and push you closer to his chest. Soon you drift off to sleep listening to his heartbeat

NSFW YUUSHI TOTSUMOTO HCS (lady k and the sick man)

Yuushi Totsumoto is the type of person to talk you through it while looking you in the eyes. Telling you “you’re doing so good” and js utterly praise the fuck outta you while describing how you would be a good mother and good you would look pregnant while giving you long and deep strokes inside of your pussy.

Yuushi Totsumoto is the type of guy to discuss new sexual ideas to spice things up in bed for you and him to get creative and try new stuff while also clinging on to old ideas such as toys, bondage, etc

Yuushi Totsumoto is the type to make you a creamy wet mess while teasing you, leaving you crying and begging for more tryna keep up dominant act but secretly is ready to give you the best dick ever for round 2 , just want to hear you beg for it because it turns him on.

Yuushi Totsumoto is the type to fuck you constantly just to get a child. Tracking your ovulation days, following tips from online, going as far as to fuck you on your cycle just incase. And don't think when you get pregnant he'll stop. He'll keep fucking you each day until that baby pops out

Yuushi Totsumoto is the type to leave marks all over your body, visible and non-visible to others and starts smirking when he hears others making comments on because he didn't want you to cover them up

Yuushi Totsumoto is the type to give you the best aftercare ever. Caring for you, running a bath, getting whatever you need and ending it off with a cuddle to bed

Quick A/N: I have a smut ver. of him + k coming soon so stay tune!! Well be uploaded on my ao3 account as well

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