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Spa day for both of us🫵😾

and for the kids too

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The meaning of 2307 and 241

Links: @LUCIFIERrrrs and @lemuriaphilos

Basically, more evidence that Sylus already considers himself married to MC. I won't be taking any criticism thank you 😌

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AHHHH so excited THIRSTY WEEKENDS WOOOOOOOO

Hit me with a #8 with Zayne bbygirl! <3

Thirsty Weekends!!!! Always happy to see you in my inbox.

"Can I put my candy cane in your stocking?"

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The radio in the background was playing a cheerful Christmas jingle as you sat on the floor of your living room. Strewn around you was an array of stockings and varying assortments of chocolate, peppermint, and little toys that could easily be put into said stockings.

Zayne walks in from the kitchen holding two steaming mugs of hot cocoa, little marshmallows bobbing on the surface, which he carefully places on the coffee table before joining you. A plate of gingerbread cookies also sits on the table from before.

"Ah refreshments!" You grab your cup and take an enthusiastic sip, licking away the mustache the liqud left on your upper lip before devouring a cookie. "Also, I think it's very nice you volunteered to do a stocking run for the children's ward Zayne."

"They deserve some Christmas cheer, just like the rest of us." Zayne pulls a few stockings towards himself and starts looking around to see what needed to be put into it. You flap in your hands to prevent him from mesing up your questionable assembly line.

"I have a system!" You insist as you start shoving things back to their respective piles. Zayne smirks as you do so.

"Clearly. Everything is so organized that it's impossible to find anything."

You roll your eyes. "There's a method to my chaos. Look. You take a stocking. Then a handfull of chocolate. Then a few candy canes. Then one each of the toy car, the teddy bear, and the crayons." You demonstrate, neatly putting away all the stocking stuffers and putting the filled stocking into a pile on the floor next to you.

"I see. Efficient." Zayne follows your example and fills a few more stockings. You frown as you see the candy cane pile running thin.

"I'll go get another box." You return and dump the little canes onto the coffee table but when you sit down, Zayne puts an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to him.

"Maybe you should take a break. You've been working so hard." His breath ghosts your ear sending a rush down your spine.

"Maybe I should." You turn, smiling and plant a soft kiss on his cheek. Zayne responds by nuzzling his nose into your hair, drawing you against his body.

"Maybe, I can put my candy cane in your stocking?" Zayne murmurs seductively against your ear. Despite the crude innuendo, you feel a tingle in your body and you giggle.

"How long had you been thinking of that line?" You tease as he eases you down onto the carpet.

"Not too long. It came to me when you went to get another box of them."

Zayne hovers over you, watching the way you lay back, hair splayed out on the floor like a halo. He kisses the corner of your mouth, tasting the cocoa from earlier, mingling with the faint remnants of gingerbread on your lips. He thumbs at a stray crumb that you hadn't managed to wipe away.

"You look like an absolute treat." He carefully lays down on top of you, tangling his fingers into your locks, cushioning your head as he leans down for another kiss. His tongue sweeps the opening between your lips before parting them and entering your mouth.

Swept up in the tenderness of it all, you let your hands wander over his back, slipping underneath his sweater and scratching his skin. He breath quickens as he feels the drag of your nails, and you feel him harden against your thigh.

Zayne trails little kisses from your jaw towards your collarbone, leaving little licks and nips in his wake. His hands stroke down your body before undoing the zipper of your pants. Pulling them down your legs, his eyes darken as he sees the evidence of your arousal all over your crotch.

You blush under his gaze. It really wasn't fair how quickly he was able to fluster you and get your blood humming in your veins. Flattered at the sight, Zayne gently pushes a finger onto the soaked fabric, continuing until he comes in contact with your swollen clit. He strokes it consistently with up and down motions and your hips automatically set up a rhythm to his ministrations, whining needily as he did so.

"Zayne please..." you whisper, glancing up at him as he pleasures you. There's an intensity in his eyes that makes your breath catch before his hand slips under the waistband of your panties. Your body arches in need as he inserts a finger into your leaking core curling up into the sweet patch of nerves that has you seeing stars.

On the edge of a very promising orgasm your eyes flutter closed, the sounds of your surrender filling the living room as Zayne steadily works up your arousal. Your voice keens as you cum, walls fluttering in need as ripples of delight flood your body.

Impatient now, Zayne undoes his pants, letting his cock spring free and your body clenches in hot anticipation. He hooks your panties to the side and aligns his tip with your entrance. You gasp as his thick head notches into your opening, splitting you apart as he sheathes himself into your silky heat.

A low groan leaves his throat as he thrusts, gripping your hands with his as he glides further into your depths, bottoming out and kissing your cervix as he does so. Your breaths become shallow and more shrill as he fucks into you, straining towards him in need.

"A little mint for your stocking," he growls as he feels his abdomen tightening with pent up need, then empties himself into your quivering womb, painting your walls white with his hot seed.

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don't know if you know this but umi dollgxtz has been caught plagiarizing her entire series from another writer https://www.tumblr.com/manikas-whims/769576129145257984/more-evidence-on-the-situation-with-dollgxtz?source=share

Hey Anon (and the other anon's that have sent this link to me too!),

I took the time to go and read @explorevenus Leon story on AO3 and also @zombiekillerbiceps one-shots that were flagged in @manikas-whims post because I'm not part of that RE community myself. I wanted to understand the extent of this and understand if it was blatant plagarism or someone mistakenly taking inspiration too far.

I'm really disappointed that I instantly recognized what I'd read as having come from those 2 writers and just thesaurus shifted key words here and there. I don't know enough about AI to be able to comment on the AI-assisted writing claim, but that claim is kind of irrelevant to me at this point given the evidence I read with my own eyes from those other 2 writers for the main claims. I don't see a way to support reading that series going forwards. They are young, made a mistake in judgement and I hope they comprehend it and correct course.

As someone that for all intents and purposes raw dogs my writing and just hits create post on tumblr and vomits everything out of my head onto the keyboard with minimal editing, I don't understand the drive for people to do things like this, it feels very...soulless? Manufactured? If I don't have 4-6 hours to sit down and flesh something out from start to finish and let my imagination flow, I don't post fics (which is why no one has seen anything from me for about 3 weeks while I've been moving!).

I stand by my comment to @dollgxtz that if people are not a fan of someone's content and how it is written, that rather than actively sending that person hate or death threats as they have gotten, that they should block them and move on to remove them from their timeline. Not every piece of content is going to suit every person, but I'm not here to spend my time on the internet yucking anyone's yums, if I don't like how someone writes a character or I don't like a style of kink I just don't interact with it (and I'm not going to lose sleep if anyone doesn't like how I write for Zayne and Sylus and chooses not to interact with my works).

I don't like to dwell on the negative and this topic is a very negative one, so I'd like to finish this nasty business on a positive note, by highlighting some folks that I think are worth reading for LADS content, so shoutouts and signal boosts to the following writers:

@nanamiscocksleeve

@starmocha

@reilemon

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For the dual Zayne and Sylus girlies 😩👉👈

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After his myth if anyone says anything bad about my precious little smol bby dragon man it’s on SIGHT.

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More spamming for LaDs, but spicy...

NSFW HCs: Favorite non-traditional space to enjoy a good romp other than a bed for each of the boys... and maybe why it is their favorite?

Unconventional Romp Spots

This took a while but here we are! Loved the creativity of this request and let's face it, all of them are down so bad for reader that they'll do whatever she wants. 🤭🤭🤭 Warnings: MDNI, exhibitionism, PIV sex, clit play

Zayne’s favorite spot to make love to you apart from the bed was the couch. Was it incredibly unconventional? Not really but the couch was firm and warm, the place you and he sat snuggled together during those rare times he wasn’t working, countless movies and snacks shared, and drinking your morning coffee in each other’s company.

So why shouldn’t it count as a perfectly good spot to make love?

Your fingers tangle into his silky locks of hair as he kisses you, his large body hovering carefully before he lays down, his hips now flush against yours as he sensually licks your lips before parting them with his tongue. A contented sigh escapes you as the wet appendage dances with yours, sending jitters of excitement running through you as you slip your hands under his shirt, enjoying the warmth and scent of his skin. 

A hum emanates from his large frame as you reach the middle of his back, your nails scratching him just hard enough to send a rush of arousal skittering down his spine, heat gathering in his veins as he drinks in the sight of you, flushed and hazy, beneath him. You help each other remove the barriers of clothing, savoring the intimate skin-to-skin contact. You nuzzle his neck then trail a line of kisses down the side, watching his eyes darken with desire. 

With care, he pulls off your bra, tossing it aside and kneeling, the low couch creaking slightly as it took your weight. The TV remote lay forgotten on the coffee table as Zayne swirls a hardened nipple into his hot, wet, mouth, sucking patiently. You cradle his head as pleasurable shocks zip straight to your core. Your clit throbs in need as he tweaks your free nipple between his fingers. You writhe and moan, your hips pressing against his to seek friction.

Expertly you undo the belt of his buckle and his zip, rocking your hands against the hard heat of his erection and he releases your nipple to groan needily, his eyes flashing dangerously. Not needing any further encouragement he slides your panties off your legs, his hand coming up to cup your mound and gathering the moist heat leaking from your core onto his fingers, spreading it up towards your clit. You’re helpless under him, his long, thick, middle finger sliding so teasingly into your core while his thumb circles the little bundle of nerves.

Sighs and longing moans of need escape you as he builds up your arousal, those keen eyes watching your face for signs of your impending climax, and when you finally begin to clamp down with that familiar pattern onto his fingers, he crooks his inserted finger up into that spongy patch of delight. You erupt, a wavering moan escaping your lips as the orgasm rips through you, your clit and core spasming in pleasure around him. He pulls out his fingers, licking them clean before aligning himself between your legs.

You awkwardly part them, trying to find a comfortable angle on the narrow space of the sofa before he grabs you by the ankles and wraps your legs securely around his waist before entering you in one, long, passionate, stroke. The air grows balmy as his hips undulate, the fill of him inside you bringing all your primal needs to the surface. Your nails leave scratches on his back, and your eyes close as the sound of his ragged breathing overtakes your senses. Your eyes meet and you stroke his face, gently tracing the outline of his lips, caressing the corners of his eyes before he gathers your close, his grip leaving indents in your skin as he gives all of himself to you. 

Oh, this sweet-looking man is the wolf in sheep’s clothing. He won’t hesitate to take you anywhere, anytime. His unconventional spot is his desk at the office. He loves how naughty it makes him feel.

It’s past office hours and everyone has gone home, but Xavier had been making excuses to get you to stay late since lunch. Now, finally alone he boxes you in against his desk, your body blocked from escaping by his tall frame. His gloved hands shamelessly slide under your hunter’s uniform as he gropes your tits, palming the mounds of flesh possessively, satisfaction coursing through his veins as your nipples harden under his palms. His tongue traces hot trails down your neck as you squirm against him, feeling hardness gather between his thighs.

You whimper as his teeth scrape the front of your throat, your blood humming in your ears. Xavier undoes the buttons and buckles on the uniform and your clothes slide to the floor, leaving you in bra and panties. A stain of moisture has gathered on the crotch and Xavier’s sapphire eyes become luminous with hunger at the sight. 

“I’m guessing you’re just pretending when you say you don’t like me taking you at the office.” He helps you hop onto the desk and then kneels between your thighs, his nose brushing against the smear, inhaling the musky scent of need leaking from your core. He pulls apart your legs, helping you balance your feet at the edge of the desk then hooks his finger into the gusset of your panties, pulling them to the side and giving you a teasing lick that makes your hips thrust up. 

Xavier chuckles and sticks his tongue into your moist hole and you moan, the noise escaping into the quietness of the office, only seeming to sound louder than when it was full. Lewd slurping noises can be heard as Xavier goes to town, sucking every drop of your essence he can find, his tongue drawing circles over your sensitive bud as your hips instinctively rock against his mouth. Xavier’s cock throbs painfully inside his slacks as he steadily builds your orgasm, your every movement and noise only adding fuel to the fire. He frees one hand from it’s glove and probes your entrance, watching your fluttering hole suck his fingers in, clenching with desire around the long digits.

Every nerve in your body is begging for release, your head turning to one side, seeing all the empty desks of your colleagues, none of whom will have a clue of what happened on the desk next to them when they get in the next morning. The thought causes heat to gather in your belly, your abdominal muscles tightening in anticipation until Xavier pushes you over the peak, your breath tearing from your throat as you gasp out in ecstasy, pulse after pulse of satisfying pleasure flooding your senses. 

Xavier licks his fingers clean then quickly undoes his pants, his cock finally springing free of its confines, leaking precum on its tip. He guides himself towards your warm, wet, cunt, gently splitting you apart as he fills you up. The stretch of muscle is welcoming, and he rolls your knees onto your chest, making you impossibly tighter around him as he starts to thrust. 

As the air fills with your quiet whimpers, he sighs and settles into a comfortable rhythm, ensuring he bottoms out each time, dragging his length along your inner walls as he withdraws. 

“Maybe next time we should do this on Tara’s desk instead of mine. Imagine her look of confusion when she comes in and sees all her paperwork is stained.”

The beach. He enjoys the noise of the water lapping onto the sand as he pulls you away to a hidden spot on the sandy dunes. Was it really his fault that you wore that sexy little bikini, the one that showed just enough of your sweet ass and lacked just enough support that it didn’t prevent your boobs from jostling around when you walked?

Surrounded by a craggy wall of privacy, his eyes glitter mischievously as he squeezes every part of your body, enjoying the way your face becomes flushed and your kisses become sloppier as he teases your nipples through the bikini top, the peaks visible and hard. He grins unashamedly as you stretch out on your stomach on the beach blanket he’s laid out, and starts to undo the knot at your back. His lips kiss the back of your neck and trail down your sensitive skin, sending shivers down your spine with each touch. You’re humming lazily, then roll over to expose your breasts to him, sand dotting your collarbones and belly. 

Rafayel dips his head and suckles a pert nipple, groaning. “Oh, you’re all salty babe…from swimming in the ocean. Oh delicious…” He switches to the other one, savoring the taste of the salt and your skin as you moan and reach over to palm him through his swimming trunks. He’s rock hard and throbbing as you stroke his erection and his hips snap forward with each movement of your small hand. 

The sound of the waves crashing down onto the shore and the call of the seagulls disguise the moans and noises of sweet pleasure the both of you are making as Rafayel hooks a finger into the elastic of your bikini bottom and pulls it down. The ocean breeze caresses your body and goosebumps erupt all over your skin. Rafayel chuckles and covers your body, his warmth seeping comfortingly into you as your hands tickle down his back, leaning up to give him unhurried kisses down his happy trail. Unable to hide your enthusiasm anymore, you loosen the drawstring of his swim shorts, tugging down the fabric and freeing his hard meat. It pops up proudly, leaking droplets at the tip. 

You swirl your tongue generously around it and Rafayel bucks almost delicately into your mouth, the moist heat welcome against the chill of the air. He clicks his tongue in dismay as you let go but surprise him by rolling him under you, and quickly changing positions so that your pussy was tantalizingly visible over his face. You go back to eagerly slurping his generous length and feel the wet slip of his tongue lick a hot stripe along your cunt and hum in gratification as he hits your clit. He tasted salty too, and you suck on his tip like a lollipop trying to fit as much of him into your mouth as you could. Saliva drips from your mouth and onto the crevices of his thighs as you pleasure each other. You let out a keening moan, muffled by his cock as he inserts two fingers into your fluttering hole and starts petting your gspot. Your hips rock against his face and when his lips seal over your clit your concentration slips, his cock falling from your mouth as you rest your cheek on his thigh and writhe, all your inhibitions flying loose.

The relentless actions of his tongue and fingers bring you to a satisfactory orgasm, the punch of ecstasy pulsing through you as your fingers find purchase in the sand, bracing yourself and letting out shuddering whines as you ride the dizzying high. 

Rafayel laps at the fluid leaking from your core, and the feeling jolts you into needing more, the clenching of your cunt almost becoming unbearable. You scramble off his face, resting on your knees as you drag your pussy down his chest, then tease his swollen cockhead with your drooling hole. Rafayel hisses at the sensitivity and before you could react he thrusts his hips and sheathes himself inside you. 

Full and in a haze of need, you ride him, feeling his hands firmly grasp your fleshy ass, gently prying apart your cheeks as you bounced so that he can see the way your hole slides over him, enveloping him in that sweet essence.

“Ahh fuck…” Rafayel’s thrusts get sloppy as the slap of skin on skin gets more urgent, your moans mingling in the salty air as you push him to the edge. Rafayel grits his teeth as your pussy spasms around him, milking him dry as he unloads, his milky seed flooding your channel like sea foam washing up on the sand. 

It excites Sylus to take you on his private balcony. It’s just secluded enough not to give away everything that's happening but open enough that a passerby might hear or see something they weren’t expecting. The excitement is enough to get his blood pumping, a heady rush swooshing through his body as his head fills with illicit thoughts on how to get you to lose control. 

“Sylus please…” You whine helplessly as his head buries itself between your parted thighs, his tongue licking a sinfully pleasurable line from your dripping hole up to your clit. Your hands grip the railing as you moan into the open air while he crouches, a powerful jaguar that wasn’t going to leave you until he’s had his fill. The dim lights of the N109 zone surround you, passing cars and the faint noise of the few people that dared to walk on the streets breaching the edges of your senses.

His hot tongue pushes into your dripping hole and your legs wobble from the heady rush of desire that surges through you. Sylus’s chuckle is muffled and he withdraws, only to replace his tongue with his long, thick fingers. You lean over the edge, trying to steady yourself and Sylus firmly wraps his arms around your middle.

“Please what kitten?” He curls his fingers up into your gspot and pops of color appear behind your closed eyelids as you twitch, your ass jiggling as you dance on his fingers. The air is punctuated with broken moans and Sylus’s eyes gleam in satisfaction at your broken state. “That’s not nearly loud enough. You’ll need to mewl harder than that to even be heard over the traffic.” He gives a teasing lick to your clit and watches your hips jerk. The puffy folds of your sex are leaking copiously, coating his fingers with your slick.

How delightful to have you at his mercy, to have the whole N109 zone hear the pretty noises you made for him, to establish his dominance everywhere. Sylus nuzzles his nose in between your sex, inhaling the sweet musk of your pussy and you reflexively push against him. “This smell when you get so needy for me…it’s intoxicating.” Caged between Sylus and the balcony you’re helpless to do anything else but accept his kisses and licks, feeling him swirl the tip of his tongue on your clit while his fingers work inside you to bring you over the edge. 

When your orgasm finally peaks you sob, your body shaking uncontrollably, all thoughts of not being discovered flying out of the window as pleasure pulses through your body. You bear down on his face, pleasing him immensely as you ride out the dizzying spiral of delight. Once you calm down, Sylus gets to his feet, then to your shock, roughly yanks open the front of your blouse, your tits open to the night air. The taboo of the act brings forth a surge of fresh arousal as he palms the mounds of flesh and you hear the soft noise of a zipper being opened. His cock pushes apart your folds, the engorged head notching into your messy opening and filling your empty canal. You choke out a desperate sound, lost to the noise of the city, but more follow as he thrusts smoothly, his hardened meat kissing your cervix with each stroke.

He offers you his finger and you suck on it for comfort, whining your muffled pleasure as he continues the mutual gratification. 

“That’s a good kitten. Keep purring for me, sweetie.”

© nanamiscocksleeve original work | no copying, plagiarizing or translating

@theimmortalbuns @otomegamesforlife @sweets-kozume

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Long-Awaited Revelry ▪︎ Continuous Symphony

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I’m so soaked you could hear the sloshing in downtown Dubai. Plz send prayers for the motor in my hitachi, the Bad Dragon will be coming home.

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// Brief Hiatus

Hello my lovelies! Just giving you an update for those of you waiting for your asks to be answered, I'm in the middle of moving house for the first time in 12 years so I am ears-deep in boxes! Please be patient for another week or so and I'll have some asks on their way shortly! I have some great ones that you've left in my inbox that I can't wait to work on (and I'm going eldest to newest as that's fair, so those of you that have been waiting longer, your time is coming!).

By way of apolocheez, please enjoy a beautiful man:

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OOOOOH! ❤️

My current top 5 are:

1. Deja Vu - ATEEZ

2. Wonderland - ATEEZ

3. From The Start - Laufey

4. Standing Next To You - Jung Kook

5. Honey Boy - Purple Disco Machine

Honestly I’ve been listening to so much ATEEZ lately that this list could be full of my bbygirl San 😂

Now for some tags! @shouyuus @sunsetagain @reilemon @zayne-li @tbaluver @manikas-whims

Tagged by @world-of-hearts love any excuse to share my favorite songs 🤭 but why only 5 😔

tag game: share 5 of your favorite songs & tag 10 people 🎵

1. ESCAPE - (G)I-DLE

2. Lovedrunk - Epik High

3. Different - Woodz

4. idfc - blackbear (Tarro Remix deserves special mention, but all versions are my faves)

5. Say You'll Be Mine - Rockell

No pressure, but tagging @rose-tinted-kalopsia @unluckywisher @callilypso @nerdyladyrebel @yourlocalcatscammer @lavlynyan @miudle @nezukoo-channn @irandial @an-ever-angry-bi + anyone else who wants to join 💖

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Sign up for some unique fun fic swapping!

🎁DM/inbox to join! Collab deets can be found here!

🎁Status: OPEN

🎁Deadlines: November 25th to join, December 25th to submit

🎄Fic Requests (to be matched):

Love and Deepspace

1. @hesperisms Christmas themed, soft Sylus smut 2. @who-mentioned-rhys-larsen Christmas themed, Xavier. Reader receives a present from him that contains racy lingerie and other 'toys'. Smut ensues using said toys and lingerie. 3. @laddelulu30 Poly Zayne x reader x Sylus. Reader was forbidden from going out but sneaks out to a club and has to call them to rescue her from a creep. After picking her up, they punish her. Smut encouraged. 4. @missaengg Rafayel, Christmas themed, fluffy and sweet, a little bit of brat Rafayel is just fine, and optional smut

Jujutsu Kaisen

1. @sassypossum Romantic and a little fluff for Hiromi, some gentle smut 2. @mysteria157 Nanami holiday fluff, optional smut (must be intimate and loving if included) 3. @heian-era-housewife fluffy or funny True Form Sukuna. Smut optional. Bonus points for holiday themed. 4. @lazyjellyfish300 Shiu Kong and Christmas dinner that turns fluffy and romantic or soft steamy smut, or both! whichever direction the writer wants to take.

all dividers by @/ cafe kitsune

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Can I interest you in some LADS boys in these trying times?

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Hi! I am in love with your alphabet for Sylus and Zayne. Could I request a Rafael version?

Thanks for reading my request ❤️

my lovely I'm so happy that you loved them but so sorry 😢 I don’t play the Fishie so I couldn’t do him justice!

not giving him any hate but I’ve never levelled his cards or anything he just doesn’t appeal to me so I don’t want to upset the Raf girlies by writing him poorly with my limited knowledge of him 🙇🏼‍♀️

instead what I’d love to do is give some shoutouts to other writers that I have seen write for Raf that might be able to tickle that itch for you?

@nanamiscocksleeve

@manikas-whims

@cute-little-crow

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helluuu~ first off all - I love your writing! U write incredibly well and I love how you characterize Zayne and Sylus (anything u write shall be canon to me🧎🏻‍♀️🛐)

second off all, a slightly more specific request, bc I just recently saw a really cute set of nipple clips and a small buttplug that had matching pink bows on everything ahhh

How would Sylus and Zayne react coming home to reader waiting for them on the bed like that, wanting to surprise them and spice things up? (Especially with how u wrote in your Zanye ABC that he probably wouldn’t be into anything anal, but I’d guess that this wouldn’t be something he’d outright say before it comes up and reader obviously didn’t know)

// Mixed Messages

"Is this one of your tricks again? I didn't say I wouldn't look..."

// summary: a double imagine! how Sylus and Zayne would react to you surprising them with some cute kinky toys.

// content warnings: 18+ (mdni), toys, bondage, fluff, dominance, embarassment, shame, kink, nipple play, finger stimulation, vaginal sex, THE IMPLICATION

// a/n: oh stawwwp you're gonna make me blush anon! I'm so glad you love my writing, I hope this lives up to your expectations!

likes, reblogs, comments are always appreciated!

It arrived the morning he was due to get back from his conference in Chansia City and you'd been staring at it in the little velvet baggie it came in as you sprawled out on Zayne's bed, inhaling the scent of him from his pillows. Your pulse quickened as you played with the smooth cold weight of it, hearing the clinking muffled by the luxurious fabric. The stage was set for your surprise.

"I'm sorry Zaynie I've been called to work, I can't meet you at the airport like I planned to. I promise I'll come straight over at 3 when I'm done?"

"Alright," came the soft reply down the line, a hint of anticipation in his tone. "Don't be too late though, I'm bringing you home a surprise."

"I'll be there with bows on!"

You giggled with a conspiratorial rush as you hung up the phone - you hadn't lied to him, technically correct was still correct after all - you would be there with bows on, they just happened to be bows on a matching set of a little buttplug and nipple clamps.

Having spent the morning picking out one of the cute sets of lingerie that Zayne had bought for you, you'd settled on a baby pink gingham print teddy, deciding the cute soft pink matched the naughtiness of the toys well. Slipping the stainless steel plug out of the velvet bag, you took the lube from his nightstand and slipped it in. You only had a about half an hour before he was due to get home and you wanted to be ready for him.

His key turned in the lock right as you were slipping on the matching nipple clamps and you let out a loud moan of anticipation. You clapped your hand over your mouth, holding your breath in the hopes you hadn't given away your presence. Damnit, you thought as you heard his travel case hit the floor with a loud thud and confident footsteps clicked down the hallway towards you. You had been caught.

"This is one of your tricks again?" The mirth shines in his soft voice as he steps into the bedroom, looking you up and down appreciatively. As you blush and turn away coyly, he chuckles and reaches out to cup your chin, bending over to kiss you. "I didn't say I wouldn't look."

Zayne takes his jacket off and tosses it onto the chair near the window, tugging his tie loose and unbuttoning his top two buttons before he settles onto the bed, sitting with his back against the headboard. He reaches out to you, sighing that he missed you as he pulls you into his lap. You gasp as the steel plug clinks against the metal of his belt buckle and he's so confused his head tilts.

Holding your hips in his firm hands, he pulls you up off his lap and then puts you back down on it, listening again to the metallic CLINK as the toy pings against the buckle. "Y/N...what did you do?" he asks in a dangerous low whisper, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. Play wrestling you out of the teddy to inspect your body, he tugs it down from your breasts roughly while he tickles you in his lap and there's a little stereo set of PLINK PLINK sounds as the nipple clamps snap off your sensitive buds and you cry out a loud needy moan.

Zayne's eyes widen in shock, looking down at the little sliver clamps with their petite pink enamel bowties, rolling them in his fingers as his brain puts together your line from the morning's call. "Be there with bows on, hmm?" he says with his lips curling into a smirk of understanding. He looks down at your nipples, red and swollen, flushed full of blood and clicks his tongue at you. "Do you want me to kiss them better?"

He doesn't wait for your answer, his mouth greedily wrapping around your nipple and sucking tightly, swirling his tongue playfully across it as his other hand travels down your hip and around the curve of your ass. He's moaning against your delicate bud in his lips, lapping at it and licking wet sloppy kisses all over it when his fingertips on your backside hit metal and he stops mid-suckle.

"Wh-What did you do?" he mumbles against your breast, his mouth pulling back from you, a string of saliva hanging between his lip and your nipple as he tilts his head up to look at you suspiciously. "Is that what I think that is...?" he asks, his tone a mix of apprehension and curiosity.

Zayne flips you off his lap and onto your back beside him on the bed and starts tugging the bottom half of the teddy off you, your legs up in the air over his shoulder as he untangles the lingerie from your ankles and that's when he finally sees it; the stainless steel plug, nestled snuggly into your ass, twitching with your quivers of anticipation and you see his brain buffer as he tries to comprehend the situation. A deep crimson flush has surged its way up his ears.

"My love..." Zayne begins with an exasperated sigh, one hand rubbing your legs up over his shoulder, the other pinching his brow as he winces. The air hangs heavy between you two for a moment.

"Surprise?" you giggle awkwardly, your cheeks flushed red with embarrassment and you bite your lip as you hold your breath, realizing that he doesn't seem as into it as you'd hoped he would be. You cover your eyes with your hands, not wanting to see disappointment on his face and that's when he sighs again, reaching down to pull your hands away from your face.

"I appreciate the gesture, my love..." Zayne starts to collect his thoughts, wanting to reassure you that you haven't done anything wrong, while also cementing what he had thought was an unspoken boundary with you. "But this...this is not for me." Your eyes start to well with embarrassed tears and he quickly wipes them away, shaking his head at you with a gentle smile, his golden-green eyes gazing at you adoringly. "My favorite place to be in the whole wide world is an inch away from this," he emphasizes the last word with a tap on the plug, then strokes his fingertips delicately through your wet folds lovingly. "...so I don't need anything else but that, okay?"

You bite your lip and nod up at him, sucking in a deep breath before giving him a blushing smile.

"There's my good girl," Zayne coos at you with a smile, stroking your glistening pussy and nipping kisses against your ankle. He rocks back onto his heels, releasing your legs. "Do you want to go take that out while I strip off? I'm feeling very overdressed compared to you." He gives your backside a gentle pat and watches you waddle towards the ensuite with a chuckle and a shake of his head.

"Oh and Y/n?" Zayne calls after you and you pause, turning back to him and tilting you head questioningly.

"On your way back, grab the little ringbox out of my luggage won't you? We can't forget about your surprise..." He smirks.

"Sweetie," Sylus drawled smugly, swinging the little velvet bag by it's loops around his long index finger like a lasso. "You know nothing can be hidden from me inside my own home. In fact," he looks down at you with a wicked smirk on his face, crimson eyes full of mischief, "I'm impressed you bought it from a store in person instead of having it delivered online. It seems my kitten is getting bolder the more time she spends with me."

"You could've at least pretended!" you pout with a huff, elbowing him in the ribs and he laughs warmly, handing the pouch back to you. "It was supposed to be a surprise but now you've ruined it."

Sylus' eyes light up with love at your grumpy little pout and he strokes your hair affectionately, cooing to you. "Don't be mad at me y/n, it's my nature to know all comings and goings in my circles. I tell you what," he says, shifting your weight off him and getting up out of bed. "I'm going to go check on some transactions, when I come back in about ten minutes this whole conversation never happened and I promise to be very surprised. Deal?"

"Okay, deal."

When Sylus slipped back into the room ten minutes later just as he'd promised, he let out an appreciative growl at the sight that waited for him.

You were bent over, hands splayed out flat on his expensive silk sheets, legs shoulder width apart and locked straight so your ass was in the air towards the door. You were completely naked, save for the steel buttplug with the little pink enameled bow on it, and the matching nipple clamps that were making your chest flush and your buds ache.

"My my," Sylus murmurs seductively, trailing his fingertips up the back of your thigh and watching you shiver under his touch. "You know I normally prefer to unwrap my own presents, but I won't complain when my gift looks this succulent.." His hand reaches the curve of your backside and he gives it a firm squeeze, his strong fingers digging into your flesh possessively and he smiles when you let out a needy little moan.

He leans down to take a closer look at the plug, his hot breath fanning across the backs of your thighs and your heat as he clicks his tongue appreciatively. "It seems I was mistaken," he teases in a sultry chuckle, a tinge of huskiness to his tone that makes your walls ache with longing. "My present has a bow on it after all."

You gasp as he suddenly presses on the plug and swipes a slow finger through your aching folds, bringing his finger up to his lip to suck it. "Tastes good too." Sylus purrs, licking his lips, watching as you clench at nothing.

Sylus stands behind you, his right hand slipping through your rapidly soaking folds, as his other hand strokes down your back like he's petting a cat. You moan and press back against his hand and he lets out an exhaling growl. "So needy kitten," he teases in a dangerous whisper. "Are you trying to say you want more?"

You whimper and moan as he starts to slip his fingers into you, teasing your entrance and you clench greedily, trying to draw him in. "Please Sylus..." you whine at him and he laughs, his fingers hooking in and pressing deeply on your front wall and your moans get louder. As his fingers stroke deeply, confidently and your arousal surges you feel his erection pressing into your hip. He slips his fingers out of you and presses his thumb down on the plug, rotating it in slow circles and pressing it into you deeper as his fingers slide down through your wetness to press on your clit.

Right when you're about to orgasm, he lets you go and moves behind you, grinding his hips into you and reaching down over your ribs to cup your breasts, pulling you up against his chest. You pout at being edged and he leans down to kiss you passionately as you whine against his lips, head tilted back against his chest, a deep arch in your spine. He rubs your breasts and squeezes them in his strong palms, unclipping the clamps and your breath catches in your throat at the relief. He tosses the clips onto the bedside table and rubs slow circles on your nipples, his predatory gaze staring down at you before he releases you.

"Hands back down on the bed Sweetie," he commands. "And keep them there." You shiver in anticipation and do as he tells you to, palms flat, pressing your ass up against his twitching erection. Sylus smirks and pulls back from you to give himself space to stroke the head through your folds and he groans at how inviting your heat feels. Pressing himself into you, he starts to inch in, letting you settle and adjust to his size as he moves inside you.

"You always feel so good Y/n." He praises as he bottoms out against your cervix, hands roaming appreciative massaging patterns on your hips. Sylus grips you tightly and starts thrusting and you cry out in pleasure, the lewd sounds of him slapping into your wet walls echoing in the room sinfully. The noises that are coming out of you drive him wild and he slides his hands up from your hips to cup your breasts, pressing his chest down against your back, rutting into you. Sylus hot breath fans out over the back of your neck as he lets out heavy panting moans.

Feeling you clench and tighten around him as your heat builds desperately and your moaning gets louder, Sylus thrusts harder, his hips slamming both himself and the plug deeper into you and he bites down on your neck, moaning into it with a lick. "You can, go on, do it...let me feel you fall apart." he whispers wickedly into the back of your neck as your tightly wound heat snaps and you buck underneath him, the orgasm ripping through you making your walls grip him tightly as your thighs shake unsteadily. Sylus lifts himself off you to throw his head back and lets out a deep guttural moan, joining you; the last of your waves of rippling pleasure meeting his hitching thrusts as he tries in vain to keep pace while he fills you.

Sylus looks down at your sweating, quivering back below him and reaches down to pull you towards him, nuzzling into your neck as you stand up, letting out a moan at the ache deep in your thighs and your lower back from the position. He wraps his arms around you possessively, cuddling you back against his chest as he catches his breath, his panting flooding your ears. "I liked your surprise, Kitten..." he says with a breathless chuckle. "We should let you surprise me more often."

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Love and Meowspace 🐾

blessing your timeline with these kitties

they're giving me cuteness aggression 😭