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also WOW!!!! all the love i have come back to is insane.. safe to say your girlie is so so so appreciative of every single one of you <33 LOVE YOU ALL SMSMSM

[sakurocha]

HEY ALLLLLL it's been a while ( ;´ - `;) i'm popping on here to say that i have started a new honkai blog at @adoresundae :D

ik its very unrelated but i'll be a lot more active on there at the moment; it'd be awesome to have you support my work there!! feel free to stop by and chat about anything, doesn't have to be honkai related :)

i'll still be interacting from this blog however!! i do have some sdv drafts that i am planning to finish up and post, so i'll still post on this blog from time to time 💗

thank you for reading, see you there mwah <33

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sam x maid!reader pt. 2 !

warnings: pure filth. depraved puppy sam, squirting, manhandling, creampie heheh~ read pt. 1 here!

he’s still bewildered by how he got himself into this situation…

gripping your hair and greedily kneading your tits as he desperately pummels into your cunt from behind

with the lacy skirt of your cute little maid uniform flipped all the way up, you’re pent over his shelf filled with all of his childhood knickknacks that rattle with the force of his hips snapping against yours

but honestly? he could not give less of a damn, especially when your perfect little cunt is squeezing around him so addictively

“‘m so sorry, miss! i can’t… can’t stop!..” he cries out as he continues to drill his cock into your poor fuckhole, ramming into it over and over again, pace unrelenting

all you can do is wail in pleasure as you brace yourself against the wooden shelf, looking back over your shoulder to meet the watery blue eyes of the sweet boy known as your client’s son!

it almost makes you snap back to the reality of the situation at hand: you, being railed to oblivion in this innocent boy’s childhood bedroom while his mother is just in the other room!

but the feeling of the tip of his chubby cock kissing your cervix washes away any inhibitions, replacing them with a perfect cloud of bliss

besides, you had to admit that taking pleasure in something so taboo had your cunt weeping for more~

“s-samson!” you cry out, feeling your release quickly approaching

“ah, fuck…” a pained noise escaped his throat as you squeal his full name—a reminder of how formal the two of you had been just mere moments before

“miss, you gotta cum on my dick. please, i’m begging you—need to feel you gush around my cock, wanna get you off so bad… needa see you squirt all over me…”

the incoherent babbles slipping from his lips as his dick completely took over his judgment were so cute yet so filthy, leaving you biting your lips to keep from screaming out his name

and suddenly, with one particularly deep stroke of his cock pressing against the spongy spot that made you see stars, the rubber band within you snaps, releasing a flood between your shaking legs as your eyes roll back into your head, repeated cries of “sam, sam, sam…” falling from your perfect lips

your cunt flutters so deliciously around his pulsing cock, drawing him closer to his own release as he admires your orgasm with wonder

his baby pink lips part with awe as he clutches onto you with a newfound fervor, squeezing your tits as tightly as he can with one hand while the other pulls your perfect, plush little body impossibly closer to his much larger frame

he’s on the brink of release, and your high-pitched moans straight out of a hentai are not helping him keep from blowing his load :((

“miss, fuck—can i cum inside you? please, please, please, please, god!..”

you were too fucked out to form a coherent response, only letting a needy whine rip from your throat as he treated your precious body like a poor fuckdoll!

“oh, fuck… you sound so pretty, miss…” he panted into your ear, grunting desperately with every deep thrust of his weeping cock into your drooling pussy. “‘m gonna cum for you, okay? can i cum for you?”

you nodded, simply allowing your body to be manhandled by him

he was like a dog in heat, rutting into you relentlessly with no signs of stopping

until his pornographic moans reach a high, choking in his throat as his hips snap uncontrollably

“fuck, fuck, fuck—i’m cumming!” he cries out, cute babbles spilling from his lips as he reaches utter bliss. “ohhhh, fuck! fuck, ‘m cumming inside your pussy, nghhh, take it, take my cum, miss… let me fuck it deep inside you… want you to take my seed so fucking bad, hahh…”

he’s never fucked anyone before—much less came inside someone!

so for you to come along and grace him with the most earth-shattering pussy he’ll ever have in his life?

boy, you’ll be coming over to clean the house a whole lot more often~

[sakurocha]

hi neet! i’d love to see how you would write a sam/seb/fem!farmer kidnapping story 🫶🏼 she just kept leading them on, y’know? she was just asking for it!

love a good sambastian duo x

warning: kidnapping, noncon/rape, creampie, restraints, gag wc: 2,617

Never in the many dreams he's spent restless nights alone with only the thought of you to keep him company did he ever imagine that you'd look so nice draped in silver.

It's chunky. Maybe a little too big for your size, but pretty nonetheless, he assures you! Shining nicely under the dull light of Sebastians basement bedroom, and the glittering that sparkles under your soft squirming around pairs nicely with the attire he found you in tonight— that being of your barely there to begin with pyjamas. Short shorts and simple top, breezy in the mooonlight, an invitation, right?

The frantic clink! of the chains wrapped around, well... Pretty much every part that they can wrap around—your neck, your ankles, your wrists—the sound of your squirming gets him excited. Makes him feel powerful, a sickening joy settling thickly in his stomach at the sight of your new jewellery. And the desperate pleas spoken in metal drags him out of his self indulgent thoughts to instead bear witness to how well you wear fear as Sebastian tugs playfully at those very same shorts.

It's a pity Sam can't hear your likely pretty begging and whining behind the makeshift gag adorning you. Can't listen to how nicely you'd sob stop. Can't have you asking for help, can he?

"You should go first," Sebastian mutters, though Sam can quite clearly hear the smirk in his words. Like an excited child, the act of peeling your shorts and panties from your goose bumped skin looks similar to a child opening their Christmas presents. "You put in most of the work securing her, it's only fair."

They'd spoken about who should go first countless times, y'know. Because you're so special to them, even if they talk about you like you're not even there. A mere object, right? Spent hours mulling it over to be honest, going back and forth on several different points. Like who loves you more. Or who's wanted you for longer. Or, more immaturely, who's older. And though Sam is more than happy to be the first to touch you tonight, already hard before getting a mere glimpse of your puffy pretty pussy, he figures he's got a better idea for how tonight should pan out.

You can thank the expression of dread you greet him with for that— it's soooo cute. Turns him on so much, y'know...

And it's not his fault that he finds you attractive, right? You should feel happy, thankful, that his cock is rock hard and pointing directly towards you right now. He just wants to keep you looking so pretty. Fuckin' hot when you stare up at him with those big doe eyes, body trembling under his watchful eye, begging without having the words for it. You should keep looking at him like that— it only turns him on further.

And that's the sole reason for his change of plans. To keep you scared. Keep you soft and pliable and fucking scared.

"Nah," he sighs, almost idly if not for the way his hooded lids remain trained on you. "We should go together I think. Have fun at the same time."

"Y'don't gotta tell me twice." Sebastian hums back at him, taking advantage of your captivity by digging his nails into your flimsy pyjama top, and tearing it right down the middle. Sam would like to say that they'll get you a new one, but after a sharp suck of air at the sight of your exposed chest, he's not so sure about that.

The panicked, though muffled behind the poor gag, sob you let out only earns some barked laughter from Sam, who kindly explains the situation you've now found yourself in.

"Couldn't rightly take it off nicely, could we? Not with those chains in the way..." He pouts, adopting a tone one would when telling off a child. Complete with a waggle of his finger. Like he's toying with you. Like he's having fun tormenting you. "S'the only way to do it m'afraid."

"It's okay," Sebastian quickly reassures you, though Sam is just as quick to pick up on the true mocking tone underlying his gentle petting over your now exposed tummy, and the slight tut to his words from looking down at you. "We can play nice from now on. Promise."

Maybe you can, Sam thinks to himself. But he, on the other hand, is practically ready to burst from the sight of your heaving chest, quick fast paced breaths that give your true feelings of terror away from just a quick glance. The shaky closing of your legs as if doing so would somehow keep your dignity intact. And it's exciting, like hunter and prey. Except he's already captured you, and he intends on enjoying his reward to the fullest extent— starting with drooling over your pretty tits.

So cute, especially with your laboured breathing. Bouncing a little with your fear, and oh, so, kissable. A shared thought, no doubt, given how Sebastian seems to immediately latch onto a nipple. Eager to show you his held back affections— though perhaps a little too eager, shown in the way your back arches in an attempt to get away from his sharp teeth and rough claws that paw and pad at your unattended tit.

Well, Sam thinks. Time for his reward.

You've got no idea just how long he's been waiting for this, really. Him and Seb, plotting together like two thieves in the night, intent on stealing you away. And more importantly, your innocence. Your sense of safety, turning you into nothing but an object for them to love— which is what you are, right? A pretty little thing, writhing under Sebastians lewd touch, wide eyes begging for Sam to do something, literally anything to help.

You're lucky that he loves you so much, because he knows just the thing to help.

The floor isn't the place you deserve to be fucked, but it'll have to do for tonight. You'll learn to love it regardless, maybe even gain enough courage to ask for better treatment eventually. But he doesn't mind helping you along that way in the meantime, ignoring the way tears well in your eyes at the sight of him unzipping and pulling his pants down, because if he stares for too long at your spilling tears then he's sure to bust a load before even getting the chance to prove himself to you. Tugging his pants and boxers down just enough to have his cock spring free, the tip slapping back against his toned tummy with a soft thud, leaving behind a string of precum as another beads to the surface.

"Leave some for me." Sam laughs at Sebastian, though he nonetheless bites down on his bottom lip as he catches sight of the way Seb palms at his fat bulge hidden under his tight pants, getting off merely to pleasing you.

Sam understands. Intrinsically. Intuitively. They're the same. And by that, he means greedy, perverted to the bone.

And he's got one just for you, baby. Rock hard and throbbing at the sight of your tear stained cheeks, bobbing along with his movements as he crawls closer towards you, hovering right above your puffy cunt as Seb makes room for him with a pop! off of your pretty nipple.

All it takes is a look. A shared delusion, spurred on by how desperately you attempt to escape your chains. Which, of course, you know is impossible. So the only other reasonable explanation for your squirming must be that you're aiming to turn them on more, right? Looking to rile them up, of which you're doing so so expertly, prompting Sam into sighing with horny frustration as he lines himself up to your wanting hole, tugging your legs open further far too roughly if your high pitched squeal is anything to go by.

"Keep cryin'," he huffs, clearly excited by the broken sounds he rips out of you. "Yer only gittin' me harder, baby..."

With the faux pout of his words, he hopes to communicate just how much he adores your sweet sobs. Especially as he rubs the tip of his leaking tip up and down your sopping slit— your body gives you away, poor thing... All that teasing Sebastian was doing must have prepared you well, huh?

"C'mon," Sebastian goads him, rushed breaths and all. "Take it, take her, she's practically beggin' fr'it."

Sam always knows when Sebastian is really into it, the slur of his accent showing is tell tale enough. As if the hidden bulge his friend sports isn't evidence enough.

But it's with this prompting, the enticing offer to give you exactly what you're wanting, that he finally gives in to his selfish desires. The ones he's been holding close to his heart, and even closer to his cock, pretty much since you moved into the valley. Sebastian too, he's sure. And he did want to fuck you as a duo, but you've got him feeling so selfish baby... Cause it's his cock that he wags against your hole, teasing your entrance with rushed breaths and cocky tuts. It's his cock that he dips the tip into your wet little hole, his hips instinctively bucking at the immediate warm heat that envelops him. It's his hips that push deeper, further into your little sopping slit with tense huffs and sighs. Tense arms too that hold him upright, lest he falls right on top of you as a full body shudder runs through him at just how tight and perfect you feel.

He immediately wants to fuck his shape into you.

And he barely gives you enough time to grow accustomed to the sudden intrusion before he's already fucking it in and out of you— fully intending on a slow pace to help ease you into it, but the way your hole so eagerly squeezes around his fat cock upon burying himself balls deep has him weak in the knees, makes his hips buck at a too fast pace for him to settle into, in spite of your whining. Perhaps because if your whining, if he's being more honest with himself.

"Oh, fuck—" he shivers above you, doing his best to take in the sight of your scrunched up face— pain or pleasure, he's not sure. And he doesn't really care either, to be honest. "Tight— tightest fuckin' hole, God—" his tone is pitchy himself, whines out from his closing throat as he endures the nice suck of your hole, plapping against you as his balls smack back against your ass with every greedy thrust.

"She good?" Sebastian asks, as if it's not fucking obvious. But Sam is too busy rutting away inside of your pretty captured pussy to do anything but dumbly answer back with a quick yeah, yeah, yeah. Mind numb thanks to how well you take his cock, hynoptised by the sight of your pretty tits bouncing in time with his fucks. You're perfect, you're perfect, you're so fucking perfect— Like you were made to take his cock, confirming that he and Sebastian made the right choice in stealing you away tonight.

And other nights, because is he fuck letting this tight cunt go any time soon. And once Sebastian has his turn, he's certain that he'll agree with this assertion. If he ever gets a shot of you that is, because shit, if you aren't half convincing him to keep you all to himself tonight.

Little cunt sucking him off so well, yeah? Tight with fear, squeezing his fat cock just right, good enough to leave him gasping for air above you. A little drooly too, salivating over the sight of you trying your hardest to play hard to get. With eyes tightly squeezed shut every time he buries himself balls deep into you, bullying his tip against your squishy walls like they were his to own. And at least for tonight, for right now, they are. How could you not be? Given the way you dribble saliva for Seb to lick up too, spotted from a mile away under the dim shine from the failing cieling light, a sudden jolt of pleasure coiling in his tummy when Sebastian takes to slobbering all over your face in response. Kisses, maybe, but it looks more like he's trying to eat you alive. Leave his mark on your somehow, somewhere, with fat drops of tears only adding to his friends salty pleasure.

"Don't— haah," God, the sound of your squelching cunt leaves him more than a little breathless, the muted whines and cries you crack out are so cute too, like you're struggling to breathe. You'd look even cuter actually choking, he bets. "Don't hear y'askin' for us t'stop, huh?" He mocks you from above, matching his harsh words with even meaner thrusts, inevitably fucking you up the cold hard wood floorboards from how greedy he is to feel good.

"S'right..." Sebastian coos against your sticky cheek, though nonetheless eyes up your sticky cunt too. Coated in Sam's precum, your own slick just gushing out of you with every fuck to give away how you truly feel about their assault tonight. Drooling all over his cock, yeah? Mindlessly babbling and sobbing to yourself as if that isn't the hottest thing either of them have ever fucking seen. "Almost as if... You want this, right? Want us t'be a little rougher, baby? D'ya like it when Sammy fucks you? Feels good, huh? Bet you—"

It doesn't matter what Sebastian is yapping about, because Sam catches you feebly trying to shake your head no, God, no, and he can feel himself grow infinitely closer to the sight alone. Nevermind the fact that Sebastian is knowingly turning Sam on just as much as he's attempting to make you wetter, and it's fucking working. The thought of filling you up faster, harder, humping your tight little hole silly all night long, until he's nothing but a mess of fluids and you're left dumb on the end of his cock, the thought of it all has his balls tight and his tummy flipping. Filling with butterflies of desire as he pounds your shape into the floorboards below with so much speed and force that he can barely keep up with himse. He's never been the best at holding himself back... Or accountable, really.

Which is why he makes no effort in pulling out of your perfect little angel cunt as soon as he feels himself tipping over the edge. Nor does he warn you, really, save for a slight stutter in his imprecise thrusts as he seeks only his own end for now.

There's plenty time to look after you later, right?

A brief fuck escapes him as thick ropes of sticky seed paint your insides white, tacky and fucked in and out of you with lazy thrusts as he milks himself fully into your pretty pussy— and the way you continue to squeeze around him? God, he never wants to leave. Making sure to push his hips flush against your ass and thighs as if attempting to plug your hole full of his cum, better not let any of it go to waste! Or he might just need to fuck another load into you, yeah?

And he's barely got time to catch his breath from abusing you before Sebastian is tugging him off and out, a silly whine escaping Sam at the loss of heat and tightness as his cock pops! out of you.

"S'my turn," Sebastian slurs with as much restraint as his sly smirk gives away. "The look on your face, Sam— gotta feel her fr'myself."

Whether you like it or not.

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thank you all for being my comfort space !! <33 everyone is so sweet on here, i always look forward to working on requests every time classes get too stressful :} (which is. Often unfortunately.)

i adore you all, please stay healthy and happy mwah mwah mwah

oh btw angsty(ish) stuff is coming soon hehehe~

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🦋 calico critters - willow deer family 🌷

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[SDV] "Kinky"

Summary: He was about 99% certain you'd reject him when he approached you at the saloon one night. When Sam and Abigail had gone home for the night, and it was just the two of you, Sebastian had finally worked up the courage to address the tension between the two of you! One so palpable that he could almost taste it, and you could as well. Which is why...the word 'no' didn't even come close to coming out of your mouth when you agreed to have a one-night stand with the town's local recluse.

Warning(s): Dirty Talking (On the reader's side!), Cowgirl, Sprinkle of Dacryphilia (Pussy so good that Sebastian's reduced to tears), Switch!Sebastian, Switch!Reader, Mutual Masturbation (for a little bit),

Side Note(s): SDV Bachelors having one night stands with the farmer/reader is actually my new favorite trope now 😩

Sorry this didn't come out yesterday y'all, I got roped into a college party last minute—

"Do...you want to have a one-night stand with me?"

He hardly had any other ideas about how to phrase the question to you.

He couldn't be playfully flirty like Sam or have a poetic coyness to his words like Elliot. Hell, he was certain that even Shane would have a better time finding a way to word whether or not someone would like to sleep with him! For Sebastian, however, he was...awkward. Hell, he was hardly able to look you in the eyes after he had popped the question.

Your eyes were wide and your mouth slightly ajar.

The few minutes you took to decide upon your answer were the most grueling few minutes of his entire life. But...when you had said yes?

The poor man nearly choked on his own air, especially when he already had it halfway solidified in his mind that you would tell him to go fuck off with a disgusted look on your face! Yet, the blush that began to rise to your cheeks was unmistakable, and it only continued to grow as you admitted to him that you've been harboring a small thing for him since you both first met.

"So..." You started to say after a minute of silence. "Do you—Do you want to come back to my place?" You suggested.

You giggled at how quickly Sebastian nodded his head, the man even stuttering out a nervous 'Sure' as if he were still trying to come to the fact that this was really happening to him! Not only did you admit to him that you thought he was attractive from the moment you both met, but you were now holding his hand and leading him out of the saloon and back to your farm! He felt like a lost duckling almost...however, it was hard to think about appearances and whatnot when tonight was about to be the night his wet dreams finally came true.

. . .

Thus, that's how both of you ended up where you are now.

On your couch in the living room, playing with each other's sexes while Sebastian's mind swam with just how dirty you were. "F-Fuck..." He mumbled into your mouth as you kissed him, grateful that your eyes were closed while Sebastian's eyes were glued to how your hand massaged and stroked his leaky cock. He was sooo wrong for thinking that you were innocent, all those blushy, nervous looks directed his way whenever he'd look over to you or said a greeting to you had to have been just a show for the masses!

The way you parted from his mouth, a few strings of your spit still connecting the two of you together until it was broken by you lowering your head to his dick to spit on the tip. It was sinful, absolutely filthy. Especially the way you teasingly licked his tip before you rose your head to smash your lips against his once more, your tongue shoving into his mouth before a broken moan left your lips when he gently pinched your aching clit. "Sebastian..." You moaned into his mouth.

He chuckled at how your ministrations on him faltered a little, giving him the confidence he needed to speed up how his fingers danced upon your clit. Sebastian took his lips from yours, bringing them to your ear before he bit down onto your ear lobe. "Feels good?" You could feel the smirk that began to creep onto his lips. Yet, you hardly had any fight in you to try and bite back at the loner as your thighs twitched at how he began to play with your cunt, gathering the slick that oozed from your clenching hole before he'd flick your clit and repeat the process.

"Had I known you would've been this eager to fuck me—" He pressed a kiss to your neck, a soft moan leaving his lips as he inhaled your scent. "—I would've asked you sooner..." You felt yourself heat up at his words, your thighs twitching even more around his hand as even more moans and whines slipped from your lips, the knot in the pit of your stomach beginning to tighten more and more in anticipation of your oncoming release. Sebastian didn't mind how your hand began to slow before stopping completely in its ministrations, the sounds of your sweet moans and cries of his name...begging him to give you more, it made the throbbing ache in his cock all the more bearable as he focused on bringing you to your release, each flick of his finger or him teasingly slipping into your wanton hole before immediately taking it away only serving to somehow drive you closer and closer to your orgasm.

You were so sweet. After all this was done and he had fucked your pussy into the shape of his cock, the thought of taking things further with you...it didn't sound half-bad to the recluse. Your teary eyes looking at him as if he had personally hung the moon and stars in the sky was far too addicting to allow anyone else in this town to try and steal away from him.

"So cute farmer," He chuckled as he brought his face closer to your own. "Y' gonna cum on my fingers?" He continued. "All I'm doing is flicking this needy clit and that's enough to make you like this?" You could only manage a huff before you mustered up enough strength to take his face into your hands before smashing his lips to yours, effectively shutting him up as your tongue slipped between his lips. The delicious groan from Sebastian was enough to finally make you tip over the peak, your hips bucking into Sebastian's hand a few more times before you cried out into his mouth, tears of pleasure slipping down one of your cheeks before you had started to whine from overstimulation.

And thus, Sebastian parted from your mouth, his eyes hazy with need and desire as he stared into your watery orbs for a few seconds more before he finally took his fingers away from your cunt.

He stared at his dripping fingers before he slipped them into his mouth, groaning at your musky taste. "You taste good," Sebastian said.

As you slowly came down from your high, you had just barely caught onto the recluse's words through the slight buzzing in your ears. But...unlike moments before when you were embarrassed and ready to blush at a moment's notice, you only giggled at his words instead as you turned your head to face Sebastian. "Really?" You hummed before you took hold of his wrist and brought his fingers to your mouth.

Sebastian's cock jumped at how you so boldly slipped his fingers into your lips, the feeling of your tongue licking across his digits and sucking them...oh, he could only imagine how your mouth would feel on his cock, doing the exact same thing. But, the time for you to suck him off would have to come later. All he could do was think about how your cunt would feel wrapped around him— "You up for another round?" You asked.

"Are you?" He laughed.

Your mouth left his fingers with a lewd 'pop' before you could offer Sebastian a simple smile. You had gently pushed him to lie down on your couch, giggling at the rather adorable way he gasped in shock. "I am, " you said, doing your best to contain your excitement. "Mostly 'cause...you saw me tear up from how good your fingers felt on my pussy. To thank you, I should do the same, right?"

Without waiting for a definite answer, one that probably wouldn't have come to begin with due to how shocked Sebastian was at how easily you took control of the situation, you lined your cunt up to his rock hard cock, twitching and leaking as if begging for your attention. You giggled. "How ever did you manage to hold out for as long as you did, Sebby?" You chuckled as you grabbed ahold of his cock, a soft moan leaving Sebastian's lips. His breaths grew quicker and quicker as you lowered your cunt to the tip of his dick, the heat of your cunt so close to hisdick nearly driving him insane as he tried to buck up to feel your cunt. One that was met with you quickly taking your pussy away from him as you mockingly laughed at him. "So impatient..." You tsked at him.

"I suppose I have to give you that though, I was pleasure-drunk with how your fingers flicked my clit." Before allowing him to respond, you suddenly sunk your pussy down onto Sebastian to the base. The moan that tore from his throat was something you could easily get addicted to. The softness and neediness of it all filled your entire body with warmth as you leaned your body forward to press gentle kisses to Sebastian's face as a small apology. "Sorrysorrysorry Sebby," You repeated over and over again. "My pussy felt too good for you to handle all of a sudden?"

When Sebastian felt that he was able to look you in the eye, he looked at you with a cute pout. "Ha...ha...j-just wait for a minute—Ah!"

You smirked as you playfully cocked your head to the side, you weren't expecting Sebastian to let out that type of noise. "Oh?" You hummed as you firmly planted your hands onto Sebastian's chest. "What was that? You sounded so cute, Seb!" You praised.

And like before, you interrupted Sebastian with another slam of your hips down onto his abdomen, steadily finding a comfortable rhythm for yourself, one that was able to continue to make your one-night stand continue to cry and sing out for you as cutely as he currently was!

"F-Fuck! Y/N...please...!" He begged as he threw his head back, his hands weakly grabbing at your hips in an attempt to anchor himself. Your pussy felt sooooo good on his dick, each lewd 'plap' or the sticky sounds of your arousal pooling at the base of his cock making his cock twitch and throb inside of your wet cunt. "Feels good?" You said, a mocking copy of his earlier words to you.

"You're so cute when you cry baby...this pussy feel too good for you to hold it in?" You panted to him. Your moan was mixed in with a laugh when you felt Sebastian's cock throb inside of you once more, desperate whines and moans leaving his lips as he felt his orgasm creep on him embarrassingly fast. But, he tried to endure it if it meant that you'd continue to fuck yourself up and down his cock, each movement from you making his head spin and feel as if he were floating closer and closer to heaven— "Don't get too pussy drunk and pass out yet, Seb—fuck...—I like seeing your eyes as I fuck this leaky dick of yours."

You felt your face flush even harder when Sebastian only responded with a needy whine. "C-Can't help it...your pussy feels too good—AH!" You pouted when Sebastian once again let his needy moans and whines interrupt his sentences once more, trails of spit cascading down the sides of his kiss-swollen lips and causing you to tap his cheek a little in an attempt to get him to focus.

"Focus baby..." You punctuated your words with swift kisses to his lips and forehead, licking your lips afterward as if the recluse tasted like a sweet treat. And, in your opinion? He did. With each slam of your hips, adorable 'aht ahts' left his lips as his grip upon your hips tightened more and more in tandem with his cock beginning to throb even more eagerly inside of your cunt. He was close, and you knew it. Yet, as much as you were into it, seeing your one-night stand cry out for you, his glistening spit wetting the sides of his mouth like some cheap toy. You felt yourself closing in on your orgasm as well, the way the veins of his cock glided against your walls, the tip of his cockhead pressing into your spongey g-spot...it felt so good that your head began to spin, your hips beginning to stutter in their movement ever so slightly.

Something that Sebastian managed to notice through the fogginess of his lust. "A-Are you close—Shit...fuckfuckfuck..."

You nodded your head. "C-Close...!" You whined back to him as you allowed your chest to collapse against his. It was then that Sebastian took control, wrapping his arms tightly around your torso before he planted the soles of his feet against the couch, fucking up into you like a man-starved. "Y-Yoba...!" He cried out, his voice ringing through your ears. His eyes lazily opened to look at your face as he chased his high, your eyes threatening to roll into the back of your head as his head immediately tilted into the palm of your hand when you placed it against his face. "Fuck...Y/N..." He continued to pant. "You feel so good! I-I can't get enough of your pussy."

The soft smile you managed to give him before you pressed your lips against his own was what made him finally tumble over the edge. Ropes and ropes of his hot cum flooding your insides to the brim as the feeling made you reach your high as well. The two of you stilled against one another as you relished in your shared highs, you and Sebastian's mixed cum beginning to ooze from your pussy despite his cock still plugging you up.

When both of you finally came down from your highs, you were shocked at how obvious the lovesick look was in Sebastian's eyes. You giggled. "You're so obvious with your looks, Sebby," You teased. "What? My pussy was so good that it's got you falling in love?" You weren't expecting him to nod his head, as much of a shock it was for him to figure out that you were secretly freaky as hell...he wanted more of it, more of your touches and more of your pussy sliding up and down his cock. He wanted more of your kisses as well as the way you looked at him; he couldn't just give this all up!

"Can...can we see each other again?" He asked. "I...reallyyy like you."

[sakurocha]

I don’t have any requests I just wanted to say that OMG I LOVE YOUR FICS✨✨✨

BLUE!!!! dare i say i was very much inspired by all the delicious fics you write to make my own blog?...... 🫣💗

seriously yall if you guys need more spice in your life plz plz plz read blue's fics they live in my head rent free. xx <3

[sakurocha]

ᢉ𐭩 nsfw warning !!

i just know sam has the most rideable face 😇

i’m talking puppy-dog eyes that he struggles to keep from rolling back in pure bliss as you nearly suffocate him between your thighs. cute lil nose that brushes against all the right spots as you grind against it. baby pink tongue that laps away hungrily at your fluttering cunt like a man starved. pretty boy face that looks so gorgeous all dazed n fucked out, glistening with your slick <3

…i need this man so bad 🙂‍↕️

[sakurocha]

Not a request but I just wanted to say that I love your writing so much 🥹🥹💕💕🐸🐸

thank you so much, sweetheart! 💖💘💓💞 so so grateful for everyone’s kind support, ily all <3

[sakurocha]

good morning, dear

a sweet lil one-shot btw farmer and harvey where farmer Takes Care of him as the two of them wake up

MDNI!!!

read it on ao3 here!

When you woke up that Saturday morning next to your husband, you knew nothing would pull you from his side. 

Harvey. With his tousled, salt-and-pepper hair and his white boxers with red hearts all over. God, he made you feel things.

Gently, you touched his arm. His neck. His jaw. His lips.

When his eyelids fluttered open, his eyes darted toward you to ensure you were still by his side. He always felt a flash of disappointment when he woke up and you weren’t there to greet him. Today, he smiled and nuzzled into your touch.

“Hello, darling,” he whispered to you. You loved it when he called you that sweet nickname. It was soft, comfortable, and held a quiet elegance, just like him. 

You pressed a slow kiss to his lips and his hands came up to capture your face, holding you there.

Your kiss deepened and Harvey let out a low moan before moving one of his hands from your jaw down your back. You smiled into your kiss before moving to straddle him.

As soon as you settled into his lap, you recognized that familiar sensation of his erection rubbing against your thigh. Feeling frisky this morning, you took the opportunity to grind down onto him. He groaned again and thrust upwards.

“Farmer…,” he said, between pants, “I need you.”

Smiling into your kiss, you reach blindly for the hem of your shirt. When you find it, you sit up, and Harvey helps you pull it off.

Almost immediately, his lips latch onto your nipple. A shock rips through you, and you moan out his name. “Harvey!” you say, breathily. He hums a response, still suckling at your nipple.

You arch your back, giving him easier access to your chest. He sucks harder as if rewarding you for your good behavior.

You aren’t letting him have you that easy, though. You grind down on his crotch again and he removes his lips from your nipple. 

“Farmer!” he says, suddenly disoriented. You smile at him, innocently, knowing that this look tells him you want to play.

You watch the moment it dawns on him as his eyes darken slightly and his cheeks tinge pink. “You want a game, Farmer? You can have a game.”

He smirked and flipped you over. “Let’s play,” he says, his voice gravelly.

You giggled as he attacked your neck with mustachioed kisses. But the giggles stopped short when he became more aggressive in his technique, sucking and biting at your collarbone.

Your hands moved down his body to his boxers, sweetly caressing his drooling length making him moan into your poor, abused neck.

You pull briefly at the waistband of his boxers, indicating your need for more of him.

He huffed one last breath into your neck before adjusting your positions. He sat with his back against your headboard, his cock sprung free from his boxers. You knelt between his legs, your lips ready and waiting, your hands tied together behind your back with the tie he’d discarded on the floor last night before the two of you jumped into bed together.

“Can I, Doctor?” you said, with batted eyelashes.

With a grunt, he acquiesced, placing a hand on your head in a gesture of unspoken authority.

You spat on his length, preparing him for your mouth. With your lips wrapped around his cock, you began to bob your head up and down. Your teeth grazed his cock briefly, and you heard him whine in anticipation. 

Suddenly, you felt his hand push his length all the way down your throat. Gagging, you tried to swallow, knowing he loved this sensation. 

He moaned loudly, and you would’ve smirked if your mouth hadn’t been full. You were raised with manners. It’s rude to open your mouth while enjoying breakfast. 

You tugged at your makeshift restraints, wishing desperately to cradle and squeeze his balls and maybe even put a finger or two into his tight hole. 

You began to shift under his iron grip signalling your need to speak. He immediately removed his hand and began to pull his dick from your mouth. 

Regaining your breath, you signalled toward your restraints. He reached over you and untied you. 

“I’m sorry, Honey. Did I go too far?” he said with a concerned look.

“Not at all. I just need my hands, Dear.” 

His eyes widened and he blushed furiously. After all these years, he still wasn’t attuned to all of your tricks. 

“Do I have your permission, my love?” you asked innocently.

He blushed harder before nodding furiously.

With a smirk, you rolled your wrists and pulled him lower on the bed. After adjusting his legs, you spat on your hands and rubbed them together, warming them up. 

Harvey followed your actions attentively, hoping he might be able to figure out what you’d planned for him somehow.

Maybe he’d not had enough time today because he was completely in the dark as you began to suck on his balls and circled a finger around his hole.

You heard his breath quicken as you felt his balls tighten. 

Slowly, you pushed your finger into his fuckhole. He moaned loudly and gripped your hair with renewed intensity. 

“Fuck, Farmer! Please. Harder,” he whimpered.

Slowly, you inserted a second finger. As you resumed curling your fingers inside him, he let out a short cry. 

“Farmer… I’m close. Please. Let me come inside you, my love.”

Without another word, you removed your fingers and readjusted your position, straddling him once more. 

“Farmer…,” he said when the two of you made eye contact. 

You smiled and aligned yourself with his fat cock. 

After a brief kiss, you sank all the way down.

The two of you took a moment to adjust before he began thrusting up into you.

Inhaling slowly, you began bouncing up and down determined to bring your husband the pleasure he so deserved.

With his hands positioned on either side of your waist, he began guiding you. 

Your movements were quicker and more intense now. It was obvious that your dear husband was so very close.

With one final thrust, he let out a loud groan and came inside your tight little hole. 

You weren’t quite done, though, so after a brief moment, you resumed your movements chasing after his waves of pleasure toward your own.

The two of you shared a chaste kiss before he settled you next to him on the bed, kissing your forehead, and leaving the bed to get a washcloth to clean you up.

[sakurocha]

not sure if you're taking doodle reqs at the moment so don't worry if you don't have time but any chance you could do Haley from Stardew?

my warm up sketch for today <3

[sakurocha]

some of yalls usernames are so freaking funny like i cant expose you guys for obvious reasons but sometimes i see one of yall like or rb my post and im like. WHO?!?!!?!

[sakurocha]

okay guys i have to admit i have been on a teensy weensy hiatus from playing sdv recently because i made the mistake of downloading love and deepspace n now im addicted 🙁🚨

[sakurocha]

i love how u write sebby it’s making me giggle n kick my feet!! (⸝⸝⸝╸﹏╺⸝⸝⸝)

STOP ILY SO MUCH THIS IS SO CUTEIAOHSJKF im so glad you enjoyed. honestly he is so fun to write for i am definitely going to be writing more for him <333

[sakurocha]

fooling around with sam !

in which naughty time with sam can never be 100% naughty. with him, it’s all giggles <3

“what’re you gonna do about it, fuck me?” you teased, laughing as you and sam tumbled clumsily into his room. he spun you around, backing you into the door while pressing a hungry kiss to the side of your neck.

“hmm, great idea, babe,” he hummed, biting at your neck. he pulled back, staring down at you with a mischevous glint in his eyes. “i think i will, actually.”

you smacked him on the shoulder lightheartedly. “weak. try again, bud.”

“bud?” he scoffed, mock-offended. “you’ll be calling me something else once i’m through with you.”

“sam!” you smacked his shoulder, but not before he scooped you up effortlessly into his arms, carrying you over to his bed. you couldn’t help but break out into laughter. “you’re so gross!”

he joined you in your laughter, setting you down on the bed with a gentleness so unlike his dirty talk. “sorry. too much?” he grabbed your hand, stroking it softly with his thumb as the two of you sat side-by-side.

“no, keep going,” you responded, reaching up to tweak his nose. “i can’t promise i won’t laugh, though.”

he groaned, tossing your hand away. “c’monnn, you can’t take me seriously when we’re makin’ love?”

you raised your hand again to push his head down, fingers running through his fluffy blonde hair. “i’ll do my best, babe. now come here.” his head snapped up at your words, like a puppy hearing his favorite word. he was on you in an instant, one arm pulling you closer while the other braced himself on the bed, lips melting together in the blink of an eye. “mmh—sam…”

“baby?” he asked, his voice already husky with need as he deepened the kiss. “lie back for me.”

and god, when his voice dropped like that, all you could do was obey.

he echoed your movements perfectly, lips never leaving yours as his body climbed on top of yours.

“ow, fuck—“ you muttered as sam’s eyes widened in fear.

“what?! what’s wrong, i didn’t even—“

you burst into a fit of giggles as you clenched your teeth through the dulling pain. “my hair, sam. your hand is like, planted directly on top of it.”

“oh my god, i’m sorry, i’m sorry,” he said, lifting his hand and smoothing out your hair before placing it further from your head. “that better?”

still laughing, you looped your arms around his neck and looked up at him with bright eyes. “yes, thank you.” you gave his neck a light tug. “come closer.”

“you sure? i mean, i almost ripped half your hair off, and we haven’t even done anything yet—“

“yes, fool. come on.”

with a sweet hesitance, he lowered himself onto his forearms, taking every measure of care to avoid your hair this time. his face was so much closer to you now, the taut muscles of his body pressing up against all the right spots. “better?”

“mmn, yeah…” you breathed, eyes sliding shut as you arched against his body, seeking to build some sort of friction.

sam’s eyes studied your expressions reverently, trying to find how to best please you. he pressed a soft kiss to your neck, earning a soft moan from you and motivating him to go further, licking and sucking hotly at your exposed skin.

“hah, sam!” you squealed at the ticklish feeling of his tongue lapping at your sensitive skin.

“what’s so funny?” he chuckled into your ear, continuing his kisses while slyly trailing a hand up the side of your body before carressing your chest.

“ah, just feels… feels good,” you sighed through little giggles as you squirmed in his hold.

those cute laughs quickly turned into cries and pleas of desperation as he staked his claim on you that night...

thank you so much for reading! requests are always open~

[sakurocha]

I was wondering if you could write a little Elliott nsfw? I know he’s not your normal pick so it’s okay if you don’t want to. love your posts!

allow me to spoil you, darling !

in which elliott ravishes you after resisting the temptation all day.

warnings: softdom!elliott x subby!femreader, body worship, eating you OUTTT, blowjob, lots of praise, pet names (good girl, princess, etc.)

waves lapped languidly at the sandy shore as your boyfriend led you by the hand, the last rays of sun dappling the surface of the ocean in a warm, sparkling glow.

"it's so gorgeous," you breathed, holding elliott's hand in yours as the two of you gazed out at the boundless ocean, stretching as far as the eye could see.

"i agree," he said, his voice coated in wonder. you looked up at him, only to find him staring down at you with overwhelming affection, leaving you a flustered mess.

“elliott!…” you covered your quickly flushing face with your hands, only for him to wrap an arm around you and pull your body close. he gently lowered your hands, cradling your face in his palms as your gaze shyly lifted to meet his.

a newfound fire sparked in his emerald eyes. “darling, i must have you all to myself tonight,” he whispered lowly, searching your face desperately. “come with me to my cabin. i need to show you how much you mean to me.”

the sudden urgency in his words swept the breath out of your lungs and the words from your lips, leaving you to only nod in response. you could barely blink before you were brushed off your feet—elliott carried you in his arms across the beach, bridal style, into his cabin.

he set you down gently before slamming the front door shut, unceremoniously shrugging out of his jacket. his hands were on your body in an instant, pawing at your clothes. “these won’t do.”

“elliott!” you squealed, feeling his fervent hands run all over your body, undoing every button and zipper with ease. “what’s gotten into you?”

he paused briefly to stare into your eyes, which were filled with hunger. “i have waited all day to have you to myself,” he panted, voice already husky with need. “i cannot wait any longer.”

and with that, you were bare in front of him, the glow of the candles scattered about the room illuminating your perfect curves. “impeccable,” he breathed, taking a slow, languid study of your body. “absolutely breathtaking, my love.”

the intensity of his searing gaze was too much to bear. you found your knees beginning to buckle as you clutched onto his broad shoulders shyly. “please, elliott… ‘need to see you too…”

an amused smile graced his perfect lips as he stroked your cheek. “of course, darling. you need only ask.”

hands nearly trembling with anticipation, you undid each button of his dress shirt, feeling the hard planes of his chest underneath your fingers as you did so. his eyes remained trained on you and only you, flustering you to no end.

“you did so well, my love,” he praised as the silk shirt slipped away from his shoulders, leaving his toned, sun-warmed body open for you to admire. he gently grabbed your chin, tilting your face up to meet his lips in a devastating kiss, tongues languidly lapping at one another as your soft whines intertwined with his needy groans.

“elliott… need you now,” you managed to whisper in between kisses.

without a word, he picked you up in his strong arms, forcing you to wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck as he carried you over to his plush, inviting bed. he took one look at your delighted face and chuckled low in his throat. “you enjoy when i pick you up like this, hmm?”

you giggled softly as he gently lowered you into his fluffy blankets. “mhm, i do,” you cooed, reaching for him as he followed you to bed, bracing his body directly above yours.

he wasted no time at all, pressing his lips to yours as they moved with a fervent hunger. his tongue slipped past your lips as his hands trailed up your side, caressing your chest and leaving you gasping.

“elliott!” you squealed as his lips left yours, kissing down your jaw and to your neck while his hands continued to knead and stroke your breasts. his lips traveled down to meet his hands, tongue dipping in between your cleavage and licking a hot stripe between the valleys of your breasts.

“mmm, you are… absolutely perfect…” he groaned, his voice dripping with need as he swirled a tongue around your nipple, his thumb brushing teasingly over the other.

it was already too much for you. “hahh, elliott, please!” you cried, bucking your hips upwards, desperate to find any sort of friction in between your legs.

“please what, darling? use your words…” he cooed, a teasing lilt to his honeyed voice.

your body cried out with need as he continued to lick and suck at your breasts. “please, please, need you down there…”

you felt his satisfied chuckle against your chest more than you heard it. “of course, my love. whatever your heart desires.” he released your nipple from his lips with a pop before pressing sweet, soft kisses down your tummy, towards your navel.

his hot breath ghosted against your core, drawing a yelp from your lips accentuated by a thrash of your hips. “please! elliott, please…” you whined, threading your fingers through his auburn locks in an attempt to tug his lips closer to where you needed them to be.

“my sweet girl, always so well-mannered,” he whispered. “well then, allow me to spoil you, darling.” he pressed teasing kisses to the inside of your thighs, inching up up up, before—

“mmmph!” you cried out wantonly as his warm tongue plunged into your pussy, providing the friction you so desperately craved. “f-fuck, elliott! more!”

he grabbed your thighs in an instant, burying his face in between your legs, nose brushing against your most sensitive spot as he lapped hungrily at your pussy. “does this feel good, darling? is this what you’ve been asking for so nicely?”

“y-yes!” you squealed, biting your lip with pleasure as he gave you all you were craving and more. he always treated you so well, rewarding you with soft praises and delicious strokes of his tongue. “t-thank you…”

he let out an amused laugh, barely even withdrawing his face from in between your legs. “such a good girl for me, hmm?” you watched his gorgeous face languidly lap at your pussy, his warm tongue drawing all sorts of delightful patterns across your sensitive core like paintstrokes on a canvas.

“yes, ‘ll be so good for you…” was all you managed to sigh out as you lost yourself in the feeling of his tongue plunging in and out of your squelching pussy before suckling deliciously at your clit.

“i will cherish… and worship… your body until my very last breath,” he panted in between sloppy kisses to your core. his hair was disheveled from your fingers tugging him closer, his chin glistening with your slick. you had never seen him so unkempt—or so blissful. for him, being trapped between your pretty legs like this, devouring your delicious cunt, was absolute heaven.

“hnnn, want more, please…” you whined, a hand reaching down subconsciously to rub against your clit, much to his amusement.

“more? are you certain, princess?” he pressed a final kiss between your legs before moving up the bed to hover his head over yours, his eyes gazing lovingly into yours.

you nodded eagerly. “i-i’m sure,” you panted, smiling dazedly up at him. he always pampered you like this, taking care of your needs first before he even considered his own.

“with pleasure,” he hummed, kissing you with a newfound hunger. “taste yourself on my tongue, love. savor how delicious your nectar is.”

his honeyed words mixed with his warm tongue intertwining with your own nearly had your eyes rolling back into your head. you were dizzy with the intensity of it all—his unwavering gaze, languid tongue, and low voice dripping with need.

after what felt like an eternity, yet still not long enough, he drew his lips away from yours, stroking your hair. “stay right here.” you nearly whined at the loss of his body pressing against yours as he stood at the edge of the bed, unbuckling his pants to free his straining cock from its confinements.

as soon as he slipped out of his undergarments, you were on all fours, crawling to the edge of the bed with your tongue lolling out hungrily.

he raised an amused eyebrow at your eagerness to please him. “what’s this? it seems you want to return the favor, hmm?”

you simply nodded, staring in wonder at his hard cock bobbing just inches away from your lips, his tip already pink and leaking with precum.

he threaded his fingers through your hair, stroking your head softly. “you do not need to do such things, darling. tonight is all about you.”

“but i want to...” you whined, peering up at him with round, innocent eyes. “please?”

god, he could never say no to that devastating gaze. shaking his head with a low chuckle, he cupped your cheek with his hand. “if it will please you, then i see no reason why not.”

you parted your lips, providing a warm, inviting entrance for elliott to slip his cock into. and when he did, lithe fingers carefully guiding it inside, he nearly saw stars.

“oh, my love…” he groaned, his head falling back with absolute bliss as your plush lips wrapped perfectly around his dick. you eagerly bobbed your head, drooling greedily against his shaft. “always so good to me, pleasing me like this…”

his sweet praises only spurred you on further as you picked up the pace, looking up at him through your lashes with watery doe eyes. all he could do was stifle his wanton moans with his hand, almost afraid to meet your gaze in fear of releasing all too soon.

but just when you thought he was going to tip over the edge, he cupped your face, pulling his cock from your lips. his legs were nearly trembling as he towered over you. “please…” he groaned, his voice husky with desire as he gently caressed your face, visibly losing his grip on his self-control. “i have tried to restrain myself all night…

allow me to ravish you now.”