Lingerie

Kinktober 2020 (Except I'm not really following any guidelines.) Izuku is hit by a strange kink-centered quirk. Bakugou offers to assist him with his explorations. A cohesive plot based kinktober fic. Kinks listed in chapter titles, tags will update with each chapter.*Story and editing complete!*

Stiles was twelve when he was given to Derek.

Hermione realizes Harry is a horcrux in the Forest of Dean. Harry decides to mock Voldemort about it, and somehow things get better for everyone from there.*******************A valentine's day story written for CloverWoodss who wanted a fic of Voldemort sending Harry a dick pic.

Purge Night. Adam wants to humiliate Lucifer by finding his weakness. Things do not go according to plan. Aka Adam gets his sexuality challenged and fucks Lucifer

“Get on the bed, sensei, it’s time for me to fuck you now,” Satoru hums. “I won’t tell my dad, you’ll get to keep your job, and all will be forgiven.” Suguru hesitantly asks, “You won’t do this to me again?” “Haahaa,” shrewd laughter escapes from Satoru in reply. He runs a hand up his hair, flashing him a cocky smile that knows his dick is just as big as his ego. “Sure.” Or, rich entitled brat Gojo Satoru is pissed he got a zero on his essay. So he threatens to have his home tutor Geto Suguru fired, unless he lets Satoru fuck him.

"Their gazes hold in the mirror as Remus takes a small step forward, his chest brushing up against Sirius’s knuckles, his arms still behind him in a halfhearted attempt to hook the corset shut. Remus brings his hands up slowly, starting at the base of Sirius’s spine and gently tracing the clasps already closed. Sirius’s hands fall to his sides but not before dragging across Remus’s abdomen, the tops of his thighs, before settling in their natural position. They haven’t spoken. They haven’t looked away." OR Remus has been in love with his best friend for years and everyone knows it but Sirius, who remains completely oblivious to their feelings for each other. So much so, that he asks Remus to help him with an errand--choosing some lingerie he can wear for his boyfriend, who very much is NOT Remus Lupin. The thing is, Sirius didn't tell Remus beforehand what he was helping him with, which might just be a terrible mistake...or the push they needed.

It was sometime after eight thirty when Utahime was able to check her phone again, and the pit of anxiety in her stomach grew when she saw the slew of notifications that flooded her screen. She had missed calls from almost everyone she knew; every sorcerer, every window, and both principals. Her texts were flooded too, overflowing—but it was Gojo's name that caught her eye, because there were five messages that she hadn't been able to check, all spread out. Gojo: i’ll be late Gojo: looks like i’m buying, senpai And then the last few, where his tone was serious in a way that made dread pool in her belly. Gojo: go home and stay there. don’t come here even if they tell you to. Gojo: don’t take any trains. Gojo: please.

Alex doesn't care about finding his soulmate. His words are strange, and he rather likes his freedom. Henry wonders if fate will take his tastes into consideration. Neither of them expect to discover the other is their soulmate - and Henry's hidden status as an Omega only complicates matters.

Taehyung smirked with his tongue poking against the inners of his cheek, "You fucking like it, little miss pretty. I can feel how wet your little pussy's gotten, yeah? Was I the one who did this, sweetheart? Did I get you all hot and bothered in your own house?" Jungkook squirmed around with a soft whimper, feeling so helpless and held down at will by the face— he was glad that his head was supported against the wall behind him otherwise he would falling behind so ridiculously. His poor skirt had ridden up just a tad bit to his plush, meaty thighs no longer resting over his knees nicely but rolled up at the brink of wrinkling with how harshly it was treated when Taehyung felt like his hand wasn't deep enough between those leg and shoved his arm practically until his whole hand cupped Jungkook's heated pussy. And when Jungkook didn't answer, it only gave Taehyung more boost to humiliate him further. "You like seeing men work, huh? Could see how bothered you were when I was fixing that oven of yours. That a kink of yours, babydoll? Fetish? To just be held down and railed by brawny men?" Or where pretty and lonely divorced wife jungkook gets railed by hunky plumber taehyung in his own home.

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.

For Valentines Day, Charlotte Morningstar— Lucifer’s brat— had announced the hotel would be hosting a sweetheart poll, allowing winners to vote for the biggest ‘sweethearts’ in Pentagram City! How adorable! — Of course, when Angel gets involved, things get a little twisted, and hell treats it as a most-fuckable-celebs poll. Vox isn’t the only one surprised by how high he scored, and how concerning the amount of votes he received was. But there was no way in hell this “demand” was enough to make him give into Valentino and Velvet’s newest fixation: Making use of this fame and making Vox do some modelling! Surely he won’t mind the lingerie and toys provided by Velvet and Valentino respectively, right? edit march 2024: i can’t believe he just won the hottest hazbin character poll. literally manifestededit july 2024: artwork fixed !!

Heeseung and Jake go lingerie shopping for Jake's first full day in Korea.

Lance says, voice low and soothing, “Just relax and focus on my hands.” It’s not like Keith can really concentrate on anything else even if he wanted to, especially with the way Lance is being so distracting. His mind is going blank more often than not, but still, he has to ask, “I-is this something you do regularly with your clients?” “What, give massages? That’s kind of my job.” Lance chuckles, hands never stopping even once. He’s deliberately missing the point, even though it’s obvious that he’s aware how this is quickly veering away from being a normal session. “Now, stop thinking so much and just feel.”