Wave Hello!

wave hello!

(reference pics from this post)

I had to draw...the claws

miguel o'hara being a brat and using his throat as a fleshlight / fucking his mouth. maybe pulling his hair a little when coming down his throat.

( can i be 🪻 anon btw? :D )

You grab a fistful of Miguel’s soft hair between your fingers and thrust your cock down his throat. It convulses around you as he gags, and he glares up at you with tears rolling down his cheeks, but his tongue laps at the underside of your cock when you pull away. You use your grip on his hair to fuck his mouth until his lips are bruised and puffy, a frothy mix of spit and precum dribbling down his cleavage. His eyes flutter when you drag him down, your balls clenching against his wet chin as you orgasm. His throat works almost frantically to swallow, and his hands come up to grip your thighs when you pretend to pull away. You chuckle, scratching at his scalp, and he glares up at you with teary eyes.

➤ ⟣┄─ . ✧ ──ㅤ BIG BOOBIES 【 Miguel O'hara thirst 】 sub miguel. nsfw. reader has a dick. reader is kinda like a puppy soo... reader is whiney but so is miguel. sucking boobie nipples. grinding. miguel is tsundere confirmed by me!

"Can I suck your tits?"

"C'monnn Miguel.. jus' let me suck at your boobs.." You practically groan out, eyes now shut as your hands slowly crawl up Miguel's body— finally reaching their goal as they cup at his large chest.

MIGUEL'S struggling to maintain his stoic face at the thought of your inappropriate question. He feels his face flush as he stares at your expectant gaze, your bottom lip slightly pouted as your eyebrows furrow upwards.

"Your big, perky boobs.."

Still, he remains his usual poker face, just a slight fluster present across his cheeks. Miguel feels his strong (weak) resolve cave— with the way you're touching him and looking at him, how could he say no?

Miguel's cheeks darken at the feeling of you fondling his chest, and his already tight spider suit feels as if it's constricted around him even more—and the itch he feels to get it off is far too strong.

"Fine. If it will get you to stop nagging me all day.." He tries to sound bothered by the idea, as if he has better things to do, but both of you know that isn't true. If the way he almost too eagetly sits back down in his chair, legs spread so that you can stand in between them with a playful smirk on your face says anything.

Instead of taking Miguel's suit off normally, you ripped a large piece of his suit by his chest area— leaving it wide open for you while the rest of his suit was still intact. You don't miss the way he hisses your name, cursing you with his mother tongue as he snarls your way.

You quietly shush him, "Jus' get another one babe.." You're sure Miguel would've argued with you further, so you begin to kiss down his neck— fondling his chest as you do so. Your hips are flush against his as you slowly grind against him, both of you still clothed in your suits.

With your skillful tongue circling his nipple, and your hand playing with his other— Miguel can't help but let out quiet groans and whimpers.

"Mngh.." Miguel groans, biting his bottom lip at the feeling of your warm mouth engulfing his nipple— a stark contrast to the cold room.

Miguel can feel how hard you are underneath your suit, the imprint of your dick ever so visible, and he can't help the way his eyes turn dark at the sight of your bulge.

He tries to silence himself, embarrassed by how turned on he is by having his tits played with, but he can't find it in himself to hold back his sounds, especially with the way you're grinding your cock against him.

"Mm.. You're so soft Miguel.." You groan, lidded eyes staring up at Miguel as you continue to fondle his chest, leaving bite marks all over as you continue to grind your dick against his.

Miguel's letting out heavy breaths of air as he stares at you, wrapping his legs around your hips to meet your sensual thrusts. "Haaah.." His hand grips your hair, pushing you deeper into his chest as you continue sucking his nipple, his other one left pink and wet from being sucked previously.

"I knew you'd like me playing with your tits— ahh..— maybe next time I should fuck them, right?"

Miguel goes blank at your words and all the stimulation he received, his legs locking more tightly around your waist as he feels his thighs shake around you.

I need more bottom Miguel in my life. Like he's working all day and night there's no way he isn't tired when he comes back home to you, all whiney and that,, just wants someone to fuck him dumb while he drools n mewls. makin him forget all about the stress...... PLEASEE 😭😞😢😭 !!

I saw the "Omega! Miguel" post and was reminded of something I read once in a fic that some omegas could get grumpy due to baby fever or hormone related stuff and honestly seeing how grumpy and stressed that man is, poor little thing deserves to be breeded

he'd be so grumpy and bratty, his usually soothing sent being marred a bitter overtone. you could see just how stressed he was, but any time you asked about it, he brushed you off. after a week of miguel's stand-offish behavior, you finally confronted him properly and fished the answer out of him. after all, your omega was upset, and your inner alpha was howling to know why.

what you weren't expecting was miguel's flustered, unusually shy mumble of "i want a baby...". to say you were shocked was an understatement, but you quickly shook yourself out of your stupor. if your omega wanted a baby, he would get a baby.

this leads to you primally fucking him, breeding him again and again, pushing deep to make sure your seed properly took. the sweet, happy chirps and whimpers from miguel spurred on your need to breed.

"i'll make you a mama, i promise."

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