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Birthday Wishes (Touchstarved Vere x gn!reader) stripper! au

Vere x gn!reader

Warnings: Suggestive content, grinding, teasing, Vere being Vere, oc’s are included in this but it’s because I couldn’t think of names and needed a plot, drinking, Leander and Kuras brief mention, Vere’s stripper name is Vixen

Summary: After your friends decide to take you to a strip club for one of your birthday traditions, you end up getting more out of it than you thought.

Author's note: This is my first time posting anything I’ve written on tumblr so please bear with me. I thought of this while talking to a friend on Discord and decided to give in to the voices

Word count: 2.3k

“Soooo…am I allowed to know what my surprise is or am I supposed to guess?” you say while reaching your hands out again to feel around for your two friends who were sitting on each side of you.

“I mean sure but if I tell you then you’ll probably yell at me to turn around.” Your friend, Orelena, said. She's the one who's driving you all to whatever location they decided to drag you to for your birthday night. After all, this kind of stuff from them wasn’t that surprising, It’s always been some kind of weird tradition between all of you to do the strangest things for each other's birthdays. Last year you managed to get our other friend, Marta, some kind of gigantic tentacle dildo that you're pretty sure couldn’t even go halfway in, but again, that’s just how your friendship was.

Holding onto the hands of your two friends, you do your best to make the best of your surroundings from what you can hear, after all Orelena was insistent on making you wear a blindfold from the moment you left the house all the way until you reach wherever you're going, and while it is exciting, your starting to feel a bit suffocated.

Hearing the sudden giggles of your friends and the feeling of the car stopping, you hear Orelena getting out of the car before she opens the door on the right.

“We’re hereeee!” She says a little too enthusiastically. Stephanie, who was holding onto you on your right, climbs out first before grabbing onto your arm and gently pulling you out. As she does, Orelena reaches over to pull on the blindfold, making it fall to the ground and allowing you to adjust your eyes to the environment.

There were honestly so many things you were expecting to see, but somehow none of them were a stripclub.

“Is this….a strip…club?” You say in utter shock while scanning your eyes all over the huge building that was covered in neon lights, while a huge pink sign labeled “The Siren’s Den”.

“You damn right it is!” Orelena shouts as your friends keep giggling around you. “I decided to spice up our little tradition since you guys had included someone in my birthday surprise last year, and I figured this would also give us a chance to have some fuuuun of our own.” She says while gesturing to the rest of the group.

The someone she was talking about was her technical friend with benefits, Leander, who agreed to be tied up on her bed and covered in candy and whipped cream while we straight up drowned her room in red ribbons and rose petals. Although it was awkward having to look behind yourself and see him wearing a speedo, it was worth it since that meant seeing the shock on her face when she got home.

Realizing you were still standing there daydreaming, you quickly shook off your thoughts and then looked back at Orelena, who was staring at you with a look of both smugness and accomplishment.

“So um…let’s head inside?” You say with every amount of confidence you had. There was one part of the tradition you had forgotten, if you decide to bail out on whatever “surprise” you got, then whoever gave you the surprise will be allowed to come up with whatever punishment they see fit, it’s annoying, but at the same time, it allows for you all to explore more on what you do and don’t enjoy.

Laughing at your question, Orelena wraps her arm around you and you all begin walking to the structure.

As we got closer, the loud booming of “Closer” by nine inch nails rings through my ears. I hesitate for a moment but after remembering my circumstances, I shake off whatever second thoughts I might have and brace myself for whatever is about to happen.

Upon entering, I am created with the sight of people crowding a huge stage while a man wearing a very revealing fireman outfit. He suddenly slid down the stage before ending up in front of a woman who looked extremely happy to see him. He then leans down next to the woman before using only one arm to pick her up as she’s sitting in the chair and taking her up to the stage, the other women and men sitting next to her all cheering and throwing some money.

Your attention is then pulled away by Orelena dragging you along to a hallway where she stops assumingly a waiter.

“Hey is Vixen in tonight?” She asks while looking around the area for said person you do not know. As the conversation drags on you zone it out and begin letting your eyes wander, as you look around you set your eyes on who appears to be Stephanie speaking to another dancer, he’s extremely tall with dark brown skin and golden eyes, but still very handsome. As you watch the two interact, you let a small smile graze your lips as you see Stephanie shyly fiddle with her jacket as the man lightly chuckles before continuing to talk.

Your attention is then brought back to Orelena as she thanks the waiter before turning back to you with a smirk, oh no.

“Guess who got you a private dance with one of the most popular dancers.” She says excitedly. “I should say first he’s not cheap, there’s a reason everyone is at his feet whenever he performs/ But I also heard he’s verrryyyy picky when it comes to who he gives private dances to, so consider yourself lucky.”

“So you basically want to humiliate me in front of someone? Got it.” I say with a hint of sass while staring at the tall woman.

She dramatically gasped and held her hand up to her heart “I would never!” She says dramatically before crossing her arms. You both pause before laughing at your antics. But then both of you are cut off.

“I heard I’ve been summoned?” You immediately whip your head around to see a fairly tall but lean man wearing a black, leather crop top with spikes and a v neck, leather short shorts, and black platform heels with a clear section on the bottom that’s currently filled with money. But the biggest thing that catches your eye is the black collar he’s wearing with a gold tag that has “Vixen” on it, and also the very obvious red fox ears and fluffy tail to match.

In the midst of your staring, you're brought back down to earth by the sound of him snickering at your surprised expression. You turn back around to Orelena taking out her wallet and handing you some money with a smug smile on her face.

“Have fuuunnnnn.” She says mischievously before turning to walk away, leaving you with the strange man.

“Soooo, I hear it’s someone's birthday” A low, seductive tone rings behind you. You turn around and catch his gaze, doing your best to appear calm and collected in front of him, suddenly becoming very shy.

“It is….” You say while messing with the zipper on your leather jacket.

“Well lucky for you I was willing to be nice and offer a more…private setting rather than just doing my usual stage and giving you special attention. So, shall we?” He reaches up to gently grab onto your shoulders to push you towards a vip room. Before you even get the chance to answer, you're being walked there and have to stand in front of the door while he opens it to push you inside. As he’s turning around to close and lock it, you're given enough time to admire the small, yet luxurious room. The lighting is a dark purple while in the middle of the room stood a small stage with a pole on it, and soft, leather chairs centered around it with some couches in the corners of the room, there was also two large mirrors on either side of the room, giving you a clear view of Vixen as he’s locking the door, and there was also a small mini bar in the far right corner.

While you're still having a look, you feel Vixen grab your shoulders again and gesture you to sit down in the chair that is directly in front of the stage. You quickly readjust yourself to shake off the initial shock and sit back in the chair. Vixen then walks over to a small tablet and starts scrolling through different songs.

“Can I offer you a drink?” He suddenly says while still staring at the screen.

“Anything strong is fine, I’ll have a feeling I’ll need it.” You say while staring at the stage in front of you. Vixen laughs again and takes a moment to pause before walking over to the mini bar and grabbing what looks like a bottle of whiskey. He pours that into a small glass before setting the bottle back down and walking over to you. He stands in front of you with a knowing smirk on his, reveling in your reactions to him.

He then uses his free hand to slowly lift your chin, before tilting the glass over and pressing it against your mouth, tempting you to drink it. Opening your mouth slightly you allow him to lean the glass over more, letting the alcoholic drink slide into your mouth and burn your throat. Staring up at him with a soft gaze, he stares right back at you with a smirk. Cooing softly before taking the glass and setting it on the small table next to the chair, he walks back over to the tablet and hits play, the sound of “Drunk In Love” by Beyonce playing on the speakers hidden in the room. Guess this is it…

Vixen slowly walks up to the stage and takes position, grabbing onto the pole and lifting himself up to wrap his legs around it, spinning as he slowly descends while running his hand through his hair. Even if this is supposed to be some kind of silly thing between a group of competitive friends, you couldn’t help but be entranced by him. The way he moved on the pole, giving you small glimpses of the dark, blood red thong he was wearing underneath the shorts that barely hid his ass and v line.

Once it reached the halfway point of the song, Vixen suddenly slid down all the way to the ground and began crawling towards you as his tail slowly swung behind him. Lightly gripping onto the arms of the chair, you straighten your back and pull out a small bit of cash, while doing our best to hide the rising heat on your face. Once Vixen is now in front of you he sits on the back of his legs while using his hands to slowly slide them up your thighs until they reach your hips. While staring at you with an almost seductive gaze, he then lifts himself up slightly and gently bites onto the money that was sitting in between your fingers and takes it, grinning at you before standing up completely. You take the time to drag your gaze down his body and admire the sweat that was making him almost glisten against the strong lighting, but before you can blatantly eye-fuck him any longer, he suddenly sits himself down on your lap, straddling you so you were held in between his legs.

He then wraps his arms around your neck before taking one hand and taking the money from between his teeth and placing it on your palm.

“I think you know what to do.” He says with a grin, obviously gesturing towards his shorts.

As the song continues, Vixen slightly leans back so his front side is almost pressing against you and begins grinding onto your lap, doing soft body rolls that give you a full view of the collar adorning his neck, it’s entrancing.

Suddenly remembering the money in your hand, take a single bill and slide it into his shorts as you keep your eyes on his alluring moves. Sliding a few more bills into his shorts, you decide to get more bold and take one of your hands and press it against his chest. But before you could feel him anymore he suddenly grabs onto your wrist and pulls it away from his body, he leans his head forward and tuts as the grip he has on your wrist suddenly becomes almost painful.

“I would assume you know the rules sweetheart, no touching the dancers, now I would hate to break your pretty wrist, so do mind.” He says warningly, but if you listened closely you could hear a bit of venom in his voice, so you're left to assume it’s best to heed his warning.

“....I’m sorry.” You say quickly and without falter, not wanting to possibly irritate him any further.

“Hmmm…that almost made me feel a little guilty for threatening you.” He says in a mocking tone, obviously lying about feeling bad for his words. “You wanted to touch me that badly?” He adds on, his voice going lower.

Still caught off guard, all you can do is nod, he snickers again before slightly releasing your wrist and grabbing your other one with his free hand. He then uses your hands to press them against his waist. Holding them there as he goes back to wrapping his arms around your shoulders and gently caressing your neck.

Noticing you don’t exactly know what to do with your hands, he chuckles and leans over so his mouth is directly next to your ear.

“Just so you know…I will be expecting….extra payment for this.” He whispers in a low, raspy tone. But before you get the chance to question what he means; he already has his lips pressed against your neck.

Author’s note: Might make a part 2 with a smut bit

#ough sexci #id break my bank for vere

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majestickitty-but-horknee · 1 month ago

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@anonymous-eggy

I think fucking Miguel will leave you wanting for more, like there's gotta be an aphrodisiac in his lips, hands, and dick. But i think he feels the same with you too, because y'all fuck like there's no tomorrow. 34+35 was written for both of you because y'all often finish not knowing what time or day it is. Poor Ramon came to yalls house to pick Miguel up for a job but he had to wait in the living room for a whole another round of a loud fucking, if he could earn a dollar for whenever it happens he would be able to buy himself another pair of diamond studs

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majestickitty-but-horknee · 1 month ago

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#its missing fictif hours #especially my husband miguel bravo #ficfif #miguel bravo #fictif catch me in miami #cmim #ficfif cmim #catch me in miami #miguel cmim #miguel bravo x reader

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majestickitty-but-horknee · 3 months ago

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deuce and darcyphilia...something about him crying when you let him fuck you for the first time...

#he looks like the type

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majestickitty-but-horknee · 3 months ago

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-`♡´- Thigh Riding (Raiden x Fem! Reader)

CW: Smut, no use of Y/N, thigh riding, praise, Raiden is clothed and you aren’t

“You’re beautiful, you know that right?”

Raiden’s hands are on your hips, his thumbs stroking your skin. His grip allows him to help you as you glide your cunt across his thigh

“Rai” You whine as he tenses the muscles of his thigh, your engorged clit can feel it through his pants.

“It’s ok, sweetheart, just wanna make you feel good” He whispers “are you sensitive?”

You nod and move your hips, grinding yourself against his thigh, Raiden’s hands slide down your hips to rest on your thighs. Your hips rut on his thigh like a dog in heat, it would be embarrassing if not for your arousal and his erection straining against his pants.

“God, you’re so pretty” He huffs out

Your head falls onto his shoulder, your eyes close and your eyebrows furrow upwards as you concentrate of humping his thigh, your hips speed up and try to take a fluid pace but it’s hard, you can feel the muscles of his thigh and the fabric of his pants on your clit, your hips stutter with each particular snag of his pants on your clit, electricity shoots through your cunt with the roughness of his pants on your clit.

You huff and put your hands higher up on his thighs, steadying yourself, your pace resumes.

“You got it?” Raiden asks you softly

You nod and bit down on your lip, your eyes open to study the wet spot you’ve left on his pants, you huff as your hips speed up, you lean back and put your hands on his knees, you grind faster, your head falls back and your lips part as you moan, finally getting the right pace, you feel the waves of pleasure hit you with each grind of your hips.

Raiden’s hand travels from your thighs to your breasts, he pinches and tugs on your nipple gently, you whimper as he does so.

“Are you close?” He whispers

You nod and move faster.

“Please” A whimper falls from your lips as you feel your clit pulse.

“Go ahead, sweetheart”

You moan as you go faster, your movements getting sloppy, your hands move back to his upper thighs as you crouch over his thigh and keep humping it.

You pant and whine as you feel your orgasm getting closer and closer, your hips speeding up even more with every inch closer to your orgasm.

Your eyes squeeze shut and your lips part in a moan as you feel your pussy spasm, Raiden grabs your hips to keep you moving, drawing out your orgasm. You moan and your thighs tremble around his own.

As your orgasm draws out, you finally feel the overstimulation hit your pulsing clit, and you whine. Raiden lets you go, wrapping his arms around you as you rest your head on his chest.

“Feel better?”

You nod and look down, seeing the wet spot you left on his pants and then his erection struggling against his pants, your hand rubs the crotch of his pants where the bulge is and his breath hitches.

“Looks like you need to feel better too”

#my husband is back

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majestickitty-but-horknee · 3 months ago

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💗 — Threesome

『 Pairing 』 Lo'ak x Fem!Metkayina!Reader x Tsireya.

『 summary 』 Your betrothed pissed you off but your best friend and her boyfriend are more than ready to please you.

『 warning 』 cunnilingus, blowjob, lazy sex, revenge sex? All are aged up, GxBxG, pussy eating, explicit.

『 word count 』 650+ proof read

『 Notes 』 I'M BACK TO WRITING BITCHES!! I'M BACK IN THE GAME!!

『 Glossary 』 syulang - Flower.

◦ Masterlist || M.Masterlist

You knew exactly what you were getting into, your betrothed was an asshole and you wanted to pay him back, of course you did or else you wouldn’t be here right now, not in this state anyways, out of breath and panting, though it was cut short when Lo’ak slid his cock right back in your mouth as you kneeled in front of him, the thick head parting your soft wet lips once again, only for you to moan around his shaft when Tsireya licked a long line up your slit, sucking on that sensitive clit, her head nestled between your thighs as she laid on her back.

“You don’t have to go back, you know? He was an asshole anyways.” Lo’ak croons as he fisted his hand in your hair as he slowly pumps into your mouth, fucking his way down your throat, but you’re too drunk on lust to listen as Tsireya grips the fat of your ass, her chuckle vibrating against your pussy.

Only a grumbled reply was your response, sucking on his cock dutifully to the hilt until he was groaning himself “Look at her, dripping like a fucking stream” Tsireya mumbled over your clit before pulling your thighs down to make you sit down on her face which only startled you more as she pulled on your tail, arousing the tightness.

Lo’ak laughed as he watched your desperate attempts to moan as they were blocked by his dick down your throat, pistoning his hips, riding your mouth as all you could do was hold onto his waist and get lost in the perfect rhythm of lust and oblivion, the tightness in your belly grew, toes curling, back arching, hands clutching for support as you orgasmed for Eywa know how many time all the while Tsireya never stopped licking or swirling her tongue around your clit.

He sped up, gripping your jaw as your body goes slack while she gobbled up your slick as if that was what she lived for, his hand pulling at the strands of your hair when he lets out a guttural moan, spilling his seeds inside your mouth, the slightly salty flavor filling your tastebuds, cock sliding out shining and glistening in cum and your saliva.

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“That's it, babygirl, just like that…” lo’ak whispered, his own head thrown back, eyes closed in physical bliss, his fingers digging their shape into the soft plush of your hips, his cock filling up your hole deliciously, while keeping you bent over Tsireya’s lap, your face buried in her sweet leaking cunt.

“Fuck Reya.” your murmured whispers against her clit where enough to make undone, your eyes flying up see her take the bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes fluttering close, hand tightening in your hair as Lo’ak leaned forward with his chest pressed on your back, pressing his lips on the nape of your neck.

Only moans and heavy breaths filled the lonesome cave, this wasn’t on any of yours to-do list but it was welcome change, one they were too happy to oblige to, his little sweet nothings being whispered in yours, it was all the relief you needed in that moment.

The warm heat of tsireya on your mouth, the wet and slick as your tongue darts out, licking a line up her slit before your moan reverberates in her folds as Lo’ak sunk back in your cunt, reveling in the rhythm of moan filled desires, your eyes fluttering shut.

Your head was yanked back by your hair, beads and shells clinking together with Tsireya’s whiney groans as your mouth was pulled away, eyes rolling back while you held onto her thighs “ohh Eywa…hmm” she groaned before she came with slick dripping down as Lo'ak collapsed right beside you and Reya.

His warm breath hit the back of your head, heavy puffs on your nape while your body recovered from the high of the sex, cuddled together, Lo'ak sneaking his arm around your waist, pulling gently until you hear him yet again.

“One more time, Syulang…”

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#GOOD EVENING TO THIS FIC #im boutta feast

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