#―⭑❤︎.ᐟ nebulawrites

[nebulaeternal]

「 ✦ Play by Play - Pt.1 ✦ 」

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: f!xm, porn w/little plot, guided masturbation, edging, teasing, size kink, overstimulation, dirty talk, pussy play, vulgar Caleb, absolute brainrot.

―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: Caleb had returned from Skyhaven, eager to see your face as always. Trying to sneak up on you, he finds a more pleasant surprise waiting to welcome him home.

―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 1.9K

―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: Here's some more of my brainrot writing, this might be a little more accurate now that I have a better idea of his character. This is a multi-part fic, I'm not sure how many parts but its likely it'll be 2. Hope you all like it, let me know what you think! Enjoy! (Did wanna add once more that if you wanna join my taglist, to make sure your settings allow me to tag you and that your username is correct.)

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Your legs were clenched tightly, the man before you held a gaze so hot it burned holes through your body. What were you doing before? You had been in your room, trying desperately to get off for the last hour, frustration etched in your movements and moans as you rubbed your clit, a groan of irritation leaving your lips as yet, another orgasm slipped through your fingers, literally. 

Unbeknownst to you, Caleb had come back from Skyhaven to visit you like always. He walked through the door quietly, hoping to catch you by surprise. Gently, he shut the door behind him and carefully set down his things, looking eagerly for you till he heard the sighs and moans that came from behind your door. He knew he shouldn’t be listening in but he couldn’t help it, you sounded heavenly. “Caleb~“

His heart thumped hard in his chest, did you know he was there? “Right there-“ the sighs spilled from your lips as he listened to you. Caleb crept closer, realizing now that your door was cracked just barely, giving him a good enough view of you.

The sight he saw before him made his body burn, his skin prick with sweat, and his pants unbearably tight. There you were, draped in one of his many shirts, not an uncommon occurrence for you, but seeing your legs spread and your hand on your cunt, it made something inside him stir. 

He stayed there for a while, debating whether to stay or walk away. Unable to let himself indulge in such a guilty pleasure he began to slink away, that is until he heard your frustrated groan followed by a whine.

Sneaking back to the door, he watched you throw your head back in defeat. A pout of frustration wore on your lips, the same pout he loved so much and couldn’t resist. Without even thinking he pushed your door open.

Startled, you gasped and scrambled under your sheets. Your face burned hot as you tried to compose yourself. “Caleb-“

“Ah ah.” He said, catching you somewhat off guard. He was so serious…Taking the chair from the middle of your room, he pulled it up beside your bed and took a seat.

Your eyes flicker down at his crotch to see the strain in his pants, before quickly looking back at his face, hoping he didn’t notice the shift in gaze. “What are you-“

“I know now. You can’t hide it anymore, there’s no need to.” When he said those words your heart dropped to your ass, beating fast as you stared at him almost in horror “Caleb I’m so fucking sor-“

“Open.” He commanded. You couldn’t quite read him and you stared at him bewildered. “Your legs, open your legs.” He said more gently now. “Wha-“ His fingers graze your legs through the blanket.

“You want me right? Want my help?” Gnawing your lip, you nod slowly but surely. “Good, then spread those legs, princess.” Your face burned hot as his words reached your ears.

Doing as he asked, you peeled the blanket away and exposed your bare lower half to him. He inhaled sharply through his nose and scooted closer, the vein in his neck straining.

He leaned in, his scent infiltrating your nostrils, almost instantly short-circuiting your brain. “Sit back for me and show me how you do it, yeah?” Shyly you nodded, positioning yourself to be right in front of him.

You wanted to desperately start up again, feeling your core begin to leak once more but you were almost scared stiff. “Relax, close your eyes, and listen to my voice.” You nodded, to which he was pleased. “Good girl…now play with your clit.”

Trying your best to calm down, your fingers crept lower, eyelids fluttering shut. A strangled moan left your lips when you reached your clit. You heard a shaky breath from Caleb, which only managed to spur you on further.

His eyes were trained on your face, flicking between the bliss you exuded and the way you worked yourself. His voice was husky and breathless, “Keep going just like that..” Caleb watched intently, savoring the whines that slipped past your lips. 

Seeing how slick your entrance had become, he wanted more. “Slide your fingers inside.” He rasped out, breath growing heavy. He watched your two middle fingers slip into your cunt, stretching the flesh around it. It took absolute restraint for him to stay seated, seeing the way your chest heaved, the moans that spilled from your lips, and the shallow thrusting of your fingers. All while draped in his shirt that was way too big for you.

As you continued, a creamy white ring started to form around your fingers, the noises lewd made your ears burn. “Caleb~ Please.” you whined out, not quite sure what it was you were begging for, but he knew.

Your moans only got louder, your fear and worry long forgotten as you sank into the pleasure. Slumping back onto your elbows, you instinctively spread your legs wider, seeking more. As you neared your peak, your movements became urgent, your moans more desperate–until his next command cut through your haze “Now stop.” What? Your body betrayed you, obeying him almost instantly. Though you didn’t stop entirely, your pace did slow down, a whine of frustration escaping your lips as your pleading eyes met his.

As much as he wanted to bend at your whim, and give you what you wanted, he didn’t. He had other plans for you. Leaning back into his chair, legs spread wide, he silently shook his head. “But why?” You whimpered, fingers still moving at a torturously slow pace.

“I told you to stop, princess. Why are you still moving them, hm?” you flashed him another pleading look to which he exhaled deeply. “Alright—go on.” With his permission now granted, you eagerly resumed your previous activities, slumping back into your elbows as the world around you faded into nothing but the intense sensations he had so carefully put together.

Lost in the indulgence, you barely noticed the faint rustling and shifting sounds nearby. Every ounce of focus was consumed by your approaching climax, your sole objective now was to reach it.

Then there it was, a moan that didn’t belong to you, a very strangled, guttural moan. You paused your movements, sitting up to look at him, only to find him palming himself through his pants. His gaze was lidded, staring at you through the fringe of his hair.

You stared at him almost in awe, forgetting your pleasure for a moment. Then he got up, his body moving almost completely beyond his control. Quickly he closed the distance, pushing you flat against the bed. Leaning down he whispers in your ear, “Don’t stop now, you’ve been doing so good.” 

Before your mind could process his words, you felt his fingers rest atop yours, aiding to push them deeper into your pussy, causing you to shut your eyes and moan loudly. Your eyes fluttered open when you heard him chuckle softly.

He continued to guide your fingers, his larger hand almost completely covering yours as you stared deep into his irises, purple and sparkling with mischief. You felt his finger start to intrude your entrance, sliding in right next to yours, causing you to gasp out.

“Caleb—oh fuck.” You tossed your head back into the sheets, absolutely blissed out. He studied your face closely, watching every change in your expression as he fingered you. Suddenly he stopped. Your head whipped up as you pouted but before you could protest, he hoisted you up and sat you in his lap, your back resting against his chest.

One of his arms hooked under your knee, bending your leg, while the other snaked over your waist and rested on your hip, forcing your thighs apart. You hadn’t realized the scene before you, till you saw the glint of his necklace chain in the mirror in front of you.

That’s right, the mirror that you look into every single day, making sure you were stylish before heading out, was now reflecting something far more obscene. Your cunt was on full display for him to see and his hand was only snaking closer to your clit.

Unable to deal with the embarrassment it brought upon you, you whipped your head away, trying to hide your face in his arm as best as possible. “Eyes up, baby girl.” 

“I-I can’t-“ you whined, almost pleading to let you off. Attempting to bury your face further, your body shifts slightly. He pinches your clit lightly, causing you to gasp out and arch your back.

“Yes, you can. Now eyes up.” He instructed soft and low into your ear. You managed to look up, finding his face nestled in the crook of your neck, peeking out over your shoulder as he slipped his fingers inside you.

“Oh my god—“ you sighed out, body tensing in his hold as he worked you slowly. Caleb watched you through the reflection of the mirror, loving how you squirmed and whined for him. The grip on his forearm was rough, nails digging crescents into his skin. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” You practically sobbed out after being denied an orgasm for so long.

Your other arm managed to find its way to his hair, gripping him tightly and pulling him even closer to your neck, moaning shamelessly as his teeth sank into the flesh of your neck.

He chuckled darkly, quite amused with your desperation as your hips bucked up to meet his fingers. Your pussy was a leaking mess, fluids and juices flowing down onto the bulge of his pants—that sat right below your cunt.

He continued to tease you, bringing you too close to your high and refusing to let you fall. A tortuous tug of war ensued with your body. Tears of frustration streamed down your face as you babbled and begged him. and as much as he loved the sound of your pleading whines, he couldn't help but give in to your pleas, he wanted to have fun too after all. 

Slowly, he slipped his fingers out of you, squelching in the process. Gently pushing you onto your feet, he spun you both and dragged you onto the mattress. He slowly removed his shirt, exposing the expanse of muscle that lay beneath the fabric.

Your face grew hot with each inch of skin exposed, eyes trailing down to the ‘V’  that dips right under his beltline. You were staring so hard you didn’t even realize his shirt was fully taken off till his hands reached for his belt buckle, slowly unclasping it.

“Like what you see?” He teased, watching the way your eyes followed his movements, how you subconsciously gnawed on your lip, absolutely mesmerized. You’re not quite sure how, but you were suddenly possessed with the courage to walk up and touch him, but you did and something inside him snapped.

Caleb laid you down eagerly, sprawling you out on the mattress, admiring the view below him—you wearing his shirt, looking up at him flushed and desperate.

“Such a perfect mess for me.” He murmured, running a hand along your thigh, and pulling your hips flush against his crotch— loving the way you gasped and jolted at merely his touch. “You’re so sensitive, Princess~” he teased, emphasizing the nickname that had your knees weak.

Unconsciously you clench your legs, which elicited a reaction from him. He leaned down, dog tags clinking before resting on your neck as he whispered into your ear. “You love being called princess, don’t you? Princess.”

「 ✦ Pt.2 ✦ 」

[nebulaeternal]

「 ✦ One More Time ✦ 」

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: porn w/no plot, f!xm, evol use, absolute fucking brainrot, praise, overstim, squirting, pre-release Caleb

―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: There is no summary, Caleb is just tryna see how many times he can make you cum before he does.

―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 0.6K

―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: Hi yeah so...This man has not left my brain since his trailer dropped and the brainworm is getting worse, exponentially worse. This is written prerelease so don’t take it to heart or anything, so enjoy this short fic that is pure brainrot. Please get him out of my head-

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You lay there, lip caught between your teeth, stifled moans as Caleb’s dog tags dangled in your face, the cool metal serving as a contrast to your hot skin.

The bed below you creaked in protest as he drove deeper, the girth of his cock stretching you out in ways you couldn’t imagine. Your eyes screw shut, too overwhelmed by the sensation.

Caleb swung his dog tags onto his back, moving them from your field of view, the loss of contact made you whine and peek out at the man above you.  

He had already wrung out three orgasms from you, relishing how your body trembled beneath him as he tried to pull out a fourth. “Caleb please~” You whined out, your body jerking in protest, all an attempt to escape his clutches.

His evol weighed on you, pinning your hips down with an unmovable force while he continued to plow into you mercilessly. Your wrists pinned above your head, each thrust sliding his dog tags off his back and slowly towards your face once more.

Your body was writhing and fighting back the impending orgasm, the cool metal hitting your skin once more as you arched into him. “Such a needy little thing you are.” He cooed, seeing how desperate you were for release.

“Caleb—too mu—ah!~” Your orgasm hit you like a truck, body twitching and spazzing while he worked you through it, desperate calls of his name falling from your lips like a mantra as he continued to fuck into you. 

“That’s my good fucking girl.” He hisses, feeling you clamp down on him. His pace begins to slow down, drawing out your climax till he comes to a complete halt and pulls out of you. You whine feeling yourself now empty.

But he wasn’t done with you. He flips you over, lifts your hips up against his cock, and slides easily between your folds that are still slick from the last release. The moan that left your lips was almost inaudible with how high pitched it was.

“God you feel so good, princess.” He then proceeded to grab your wrists, crossing them behind your shoulder blades, and pushing your upper body down into the mattress. 

Hiking one of his legs up, he plants his foot firmly into the mattress, using that as leverage to fuck deeper into you. “Look so good taking my cock like that—you can give me one more, yeah?“ he grunts out, thrusting into you with no abandon. 

“No more!” You moaned loudly, you knew your safe word yet you refused to use it, too addicted to the feeling of his cock plunging in and out of you.

“You know what to say to make me stop.” His response was only met with more moans, not a single attempt to speak. “That’s what I thought.” The sound of skin slapping filled the air as you both began to approach your highs. 

“Fuck, princess—“ you clamped down on him, shoving your face further into the mattress as you came, an immense pressure bursting from within you. Caleb groaned at the way you squirt on his cock, each thrust making you gush around him.

He wasn’t too far behind, the obscene noises emitting from your bodies spurring him on further. You were already fucked beyond stupid, taking what he gave you as he chased his high.

“Princess I’m—“ his hips stutter, slamming into you one final time as he painted your walls white. Caleb hadn’t cum that hard before, each thrust of his hips only had him spilling more of his cum into you.

When he finally pulled out, you were left a mess. His cum dribbled out of your hole and ran along your slit till it spilled out onto the mattress. Through pants and heavy breathing, he spoke. “Let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?”

[nebulaeternal]

「 ✦ Play by Play - Pt.2 ✦ 」

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: f!xm, porn w/little plot, guided masturbation, edging, teasing, evol use, size kink, overstimulation, implied marathon sex, spitting in mouth, praise kink, dirty talk, pussy play, vulgar Caleb, absolute brainrot.

―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: Caleb has you sprawled out below him, voice low and teasing in your ear as the tension builds even further. Find out what happens when it finally snaps.

―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 2.4K

―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: Sorry y'all but I'm going to have to continue with ANOTHER part. There's just so much and it's a lot easier to write the whole story in multiple parts. I hope you enjoy this one tho, let me now what you think! If you wanna sign up to be tagged, the link is right below :3

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“You love being called princess, don’t you? Princess.”

A whine escaped your lips, desperation growing with each passing second. “Don’t tease me..” you trailed off. Caleb smirked into your neck, nipping at it, causing you to let out a suppressed moan. He rose to meet your eyes, face close enough to feel the heat radiating from his skin.

You were unsure whether to look away or match his intensity. His gaze on you was hot, it seared your skin like the sun. You had completely forgotten what position you were in till you felt his hard-on pressed right against your core.

It was difficult to ignore, and quite frankly not something you wanted to do anyway. His hands trailed from your thighs to your waist, thumbs resting right below your stomach and he pressed down firmly. Sparks shot to your core as you let out a moan and arched your back.

“There you go. That’s what I like to hear.” He growled lowly. Writhing in his hold, your desperation was now tangible, and you wanted him inside you, badly. One of your legs was hung on his shoulder, his lips meeting the flesh of your calf in a tender kiss.

“Caleb, please I can’t wait any longer.” You ground against his bulge, a sharp grunt came from the man at the unexpected gesture. Involuntary, his hips bucked into yours, both of you sighing in symphony.

He doesn’t know what took over him but he began to roll his hips against yours, slowly. With a satisfied sigh, you threw your head back, feeling the clothed tip flick against your clit when his crotch slid against yours perfectly.

“Hng—Baby..” he couldn’t stop himself, despite needing to be inside you. The feeling of your bare cunt against his restrained cock nearly drove him mad as his hips continued the motion.

“Oh god. Yes~” Your sighs were music to his ears, the energy fueling him to keep going. The rigid fabric created the perfect friction you craved. Clutching the sheets, your hips moved against his own.

The room was hot. A symphony of your moans, his grunts, and fabric shuffling filled the air. You felt that familiar coil in the pit of your stomach as your moans increased in pitch. “I’m-Caleb..” 

He could tell you were close, and like the sick bastard he was he stopped. Your head whipped up, annoyance and desperation written on your face clear as day. He watched your reaction and chuckled, his grip on your hips loosening slightly.

“Caleb, what the fuck?” You let out an exasperated grumble. He only continued to laugh, mocking you “I’ve been trying to get off all day, why would you do that?!” Your exclamation only made his laughter increase, in turn making you more upset as your face burned hot. Not entirely registering what he was doing, you continued your ramble as he placed the most gentle of kisses along your leg, up your thigh, and finally your mound. A gasp slipped from your lips.

Before you could say another word, Caleb’s tongue flicked out, tasting you. A moan was drawn from your mouth, hands grasping his hair desperately as the warm muscle invaded your walls.

“Mmph! Hah..” the desperation and satisfaction in your whines and whimpers spurred Caleb on, his tongue aggressively assaulted your clit. His lips suctioned around you, causing you to buck and arch.

“Caleb!” He caught you by surprise, sucking and flicking the sensitive bud as you wriggled in his hold. It was almost too much, unsure whether you wanted him to stop or keep going. “Haaa fuck—“ 

Your wanton moans fill the air, the slurping and sucking accompanying Caleb’s mouth, all making your head spin. 

The grip on his hair got tighter as you shoved him further into your dripping cunt. “Caleb please~” you begged him. You were so close, not wanting to be denied, you begged him hard. The word “please” fell from your lips like a mantra, feeling that coil in your stomach ready to become undone.

He pulled away with a pop. “Wanna cum, princess?” His words reverberated against your sensitive flesh. You bit your lip, nodding eagerly as his tongue laved over your bundle of nerves. 

“Yes—please, please let me cum.” You sobbed, eyes pricking with tears once more, threatening to spill. “Please~” you whined, attempting to shove his head closer to your core if that was even possible.

Your walls began to convulse as your hips bucked wilder. Caleb held you down firmly and worked you thoroughly, finally letting you hit your climax. His name spilled from your lips while he helped you ride it out.

Even after you had finished, you still felt his tongue drawing lazy circles on your cunt, scrounging for remnants of your release to savor with his tongue. “S-Stop it’s too mu-mmph!” his lips wrapped firmly around you. Giving one final suck before pulling away.

He looked up at you like a hungry animal, pupils were blown out, staring at you almost like he was ready to dive back in, but he stopped himself, for you of course. Rising back up, you could see your slick glistening on his nose, chin, and lips. 

“Fuck...” You exhaled, chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath. Without skipping a beat, Caleb captured your lips in his own, teeth and tongue clashing in a passionate kiss. You could taste yourself on his tongue, only making your body grow hotter. You both pulled away, panting with flushed faces as you stared into each other’s eyes. “You don’t know how long I’ve been wanting to do that..” He murmured onto your lips while his fingers wrapped gently around your thigh, pulling you flush against his crotch once more. Involuntarily you bucked into it, earning a groan from him. He truly was trying to do the gentlemanly thing and not fuck your brains out but you were making it so hard for him to resist that temptation. His hips rocked against yours, clothed bulge pressed against your cunt, staining the thin fabric concealing his raging boner, preventing you from feeling him fully.

Once more, you both found yourself grinding against each other like animals in heat, almost scared to rid of the barrier between you both.

Another climax was already en route, still very sensitive from the previous orgasm. “Almost-“ Then he stopped. Again. 

“Caleb, I swear to fucking—I will walk away right now if you do this again. Fuck yo—“The tip of his cock was pressed right against your clit. A gasp slipped from your lips.

He was big. Could it even fit inside you?? 

“I’m trying, princess.” You hadn’t realized it but while you were busy pouting and fussing, Caleb slipped himself from his boxers, a stupid grin plastered on his face because he couldn’t believe he could have you, finally.

“It’s so big—“ he smirked, feeling proud. “I don’t think it’ll fit.” You said exasperated. You could see the smirk on his face droop slightly, faint worry laced in his expression.

The last thing he would ever wanna do is hurt you.

“Do you really want this..? Want me?” He sounded almost pathetic with how he was whispering against your lips, the question carrying a pleading undertone. His breath was warm and fanned against your skin. The tip of his cock pushing insistently against your clit while he waited for your answer.

You felt a little less nervous about the sheer size of his cock. You grabbed the sides of his face, pulling him in for another kiss. “If I didn’t-“ kiss “I wouldn’t-“ kiss “be here. Now stop talking so much and put yourself to use.” 

That was all he needed to hear. If there was one thing Caleb loved to do it was tease, which I’m sure you’ve picked up on by now. He rubbed his length up and down your quivering slit, studying your reactions intently as his lips quirked up slightly.

He loved seeing the way your mouth fell open, bliss completely enveloping your body and senses. “Caleb, please, you’ve teased enough.”

“Beg.” You couldn’t believe your ears. He could not be serious. 

“You’re joking..” to which he tilted his head at you silently. You let out a whine nearly crying with his prolonged silence only caving because you desperately need him inside you. Setting aside what little pride you had left, a string of pathetic pleas left your mouth.

“Pleasepleaseplease, I nee—hng~” he slid the tip of his cock into you slowly. Watching you closely for any signs of discomfort. You were squeezing him like a vice, it nearly choked the air out of his lungs.

“Nnggh..Baby..relax—you’re so tight..” your toes were curling, his cock felt like it was splitting you open. Your nails dug crescent shapes into his skin as he sunk into your walls slowly while you bit your lip to brace yourself.

“Too big—“ you choked out, thumb frantically tapping his arm, to which he stopped his advances. Caleb was about halfway in, straining and doing his best not to fuck up into you.

He brought his lips to your forehead, planting a gentle kiss as he stroked your skin. “I’m sorry baby, it’ll be over soon.” The sensation of his lips fluttering along your face helped you soon forget about the numbing sensation on your lower half.

Testing your comfort, you gave him a squeeze, his hips twitched in restraint as he threw his head forward, hair tickling your nose. Nothing but groans and heavy, shaky breaths left his body, arms braced at the sides of your head.

“Ok..you can continue.” You murmured. Caleb continued slowly pushing his way inside you, fighting against your tight walls before finally bottoming out.

You felt full. You nearly couldn’t breathe. You could feel him twitch inside you, sweat pricking his skin as you both adjusted to the position. After some moments of exchanged groans and sighs, slowly but carefully, he pulled out.

“Oh my god…” you gasped, thinking it couldn’t get any more intense till he slid back inside. “Oh fuck—Caleb…” he let out a sigh of satisfaction, feeling your walls hug his cock with each thrust of his hips.

He continued this slow pace, lips finding yours as he swallowed up every sound that spilled from your mouth.  His fingers slid along your palm and tangled in yours. 

Caleb loved you. He wanted to cherish this moment before his last shred of sanity was squeezed away by your tight walls. So he made love to you. It was a slow, sensual tango of bodies, the steady rhythm of his hips forcing cries from your lips.

His eyes bore into yours, feeling yourself get consumed by him. “You’re so beautiful princess..” he whispered above your lips, eyes full of affection and adoration. 

You could only sigh in response, eyes screwing shut and head thrown back as he found a particular spot inside you. With your throat now exposed, Caleb planted kisses along the column of your neck while his hips moved in tangent.

“Caleb~” Something in him snapped with the way you moaned his name. He’s shown his tender side, now you were in for so much more. He gripped your thighs, hooking them over his shoulder, he stared at your wandering eyes, drinking in the sight of the last few seconds of serenity that would cross your face while he was inside you.

His hips snapped forward, slamming himself deep inside you. The action caught you very off guard as it choked a moan from you. Giving you absolutely no time to speak, he pulled out almost entirely before slamming his hips back, knocking the wind from your lungs.

Your attempts to call out his name were drowned out by the sound of your own moans. The intensity and vigor with which he fucked you was beyond anything you could imagine.

He was practically splitting you open as he bullied his way into your cunt, tip kissing your cervix while you babbled. He gathered your wrists in one hand, raising them above your head before pinning them there with his evol.

You were trapped. His hands slid along your body before reaching your breasts. With his rough padded fingers, he grasped a nipple between his fingers, pinching and rolling it like a toy.

A yelp escaped your lips, the sensation of it all making your head spin. He continued to play with your nipples, making sure to give both equal attention while he stuffed you full of his cock.

Hooking his hands under your knees, he pressed your legs against your chest, folding you nearly in half “HNGG! CA-“ he pulled out, driving deep into you once more, the sound of skin slapping skin was prominent with each thrust.

Your eyes rolled back, feeling how deep he was hitting. Tears pricked your eyes, the sensation causing that knot to form in the pit of your stomach. Spit trickled from the corner of your mouth, moans spilling endlessly while he drove his cock into you. Any sense of coherence left in your body was gone. He watched your mind go blank while you attempted to beg him. The only thing on your mind was his name and his cock. “Open.” his words didn’t register in your mind. Gripping your face firmly, he tilted your head till you looked him in the eyes. You were such a beautiful mess for him. Eyes glimmering, face flushed, lips swollen and caught between your teeth. “H-Huh..?” “Open.” His thumb forced its way past your lips, hooking on your teeth and prying your mouth open. He spit in your mouth. “Now swallow.” You did as you were told and swallowed what he gave you, sticking your tongue out to show him. “Good fucking girl.” his hips slammed harshly against yours. You were such a dirty broken mess for him and he loved it. Feeling your climax draw closer, you could feel yourself nearly forcing yourself away from him. But he only drew you closer, pushing your legs impossibly closer to your chest. “Take it.” The look in his eyes was almost sinister, dog tag hitting his skin aggressively with each thrust. You felt yourself unraveling, the coil in your stomach snapping as you came hard. “There you go~” He cooed watching you break beneath him. “Mmmgh..” you were no longer capable of using words. His pace didn’t let up as you shattered, fucking you through your orgasm. That creamy white ring formed around the base of his cock while he fucked you. “I’m not done with you yet.” 

「 ✦ Part 3. Coming Soon! ✦ 」

[nebulaeternal]

✦.──You Come First── .✦

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: smut, eating out f!receiving, pussy drunk, f!xm, pleasure dom, sylus being the sexy man he's always been

―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: Always managing to evade Sylus's advances on you, he is adamant about finding out why you never let him please you before leaving you with quite the lasting impression.

―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 1.5K

―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: I don't remember where I saw, nor can I find the post, but it was something I saw on tumblr and I wish I could find them to tag it, but anyways, I hope you enjoy!

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You knelt before the towering, silvered-haired man, gazing up at him, his lust-filled crimson eyes boring into your own. Your small hand worked his length, slowly and sensually as you flashed him your signature smile. His praises reach your ears “Such a good kitten for me.”

The room was dimly lit, the soft glow illuminating his face in a way that made him look more striking than he already was. Scented candles were scattered about, providing the perfect atmosphere for anything and everything that would occur between the two of you tonight.

“Only for you.” you murmured as your thumb teased the sensitive tip of his cock, spreading the sticky fluid along his length. His gaze was locked on you, watching as you brought your lips closer, kissing the tip of his cock ever so delicately, causing him to twitch under you as you heard him stifle a moan, you looked up at him to see a smirk creeping onto his features. 

Without hesitation, his arm outstretched, fingers curling around your neck as his face drew closer to your own. Your teeth tugged at your bottom lip, eyes rolling into your skull as your hand movements slowed. He gave a light squeeze, sending a spark of pleasure shooting straight to your core, your thighs clenching to subdue the growing heat within.

A moan fell from your lips when he finally kissed along your neck, his hand still wrapped around it like a custom collar. “So naughty~” he teased, his voice dropping low as his teeth grazed your ear. Sylus trailed back to your face, claiming your lips in a fiery, desperate kiss. 

The kiss was rough and demanding, his fingers sliding along your neck to cradle the back of your head, deepening the kiss. His tongue invaded your mouth effortlessly, dominating the space as your body grew feverish. You pulled away from the kiss, eager to resume your task.

“Kitten—” he grunted as he felt your hand return to his cock. Batting your eyelashes, you looked up at him, movements unrelenting “Let me take care of you.” He said attempting to pull your hand away,  to which you squeezed his cock in response, his head flying back as a moan slipped past his lips.

“W-Wait, wait-” The urgency in his voice halted your actions. “Why won’t you let me please you?” You shook it off, not really bothering to dive deeper into the myriad of reasons.

“Well I like to please you so don’t worry about it.” You said, brushing him off. Sylus was not amused. “You think I don’t like to please you too?” He made a fair argument with that, effectively shutting you up, letting you ponder. He pulled you up from the ground and sat you in his lap, arms snaking around your waist “Why?”

You bit back an answer, avoiding his gaze knowing that you’d inevitably cave once you met his carmine eyes. His hand gently gripped your chin and you couldn’t resist as he turned your head, your eyes finally meeting his. The question still lingering, unanswered.

Sylus tilted his head slightly, his expression darkening as he silently urged you to speak, almost glaring at this point. Unable to stay silent any longer, you finally confessed to him. “I’ve never really been…on the receiving end of things..” His brow arched, silently imploring you to expand on your statement.

Letting out a sigh, you sheepishly continued to explain. “I always gave but never really received so…I got used to it...” Sylus was far from pleased with this new information. However, this did answer why you would always manage to slip away from his grasp moments before he got the chance to show you true bliss.

“Well, I’m fixing that.” He declared, scooping you into his arms. A yelp escaped your lips as your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck while he walked the two of you towards the bed. 

“Sylus!—“ you squeaked out. Unable to do much in this situation, you allowed yourself to be carried, no protests as he gently placed you on the bed. In the blink of an eye, Sylus was on top of you placing hot, open-mouthed kisses against your neck. His lips moved eagerly till he found the one spot on your neck that made your knees go weak.

Your whimpers were like music to his ears, only pushing fueling his eager attempt to show you the heights of pleasure. He bit into the fleshy joining of your shoulder before continuing to kiss his way down to your stomach then thighs.

“Enjoying yourself so far?” His voice reverberated in your mind, your defiance long forgotten as the man was kneeling before you. His red eyes peered deep into you, ready to consume you whole. You could do no more than nod your head as you bit your lip, earning a throaty chuckle from him.

Quite literally at the edge of the bed, waiting for his next move, you found that damp spot on your panties only grew. Sylus slipped his head between your thighs, biting and sucking on your skin, creeping closer to the apex of your legs. 

By the time he got there, you were dripping. Your panties were slick and clung to your mound, a sight he drank in happily. Without so much as a warning, he slipped his tongue past his lips and poked at your bundle of nerves through your underwear.

Instinctively, you curl around him, legs snapping quickly but he was quicker. His hands flew up to catch your thighs, gripping them firmly in both his large hands as he pried them open more. “Sy-“ your words were cut of by your own moans.

You found yourself grinding against his nose, unable to control your hips. One of your favorite things about Sylus was his nose, it was perfect. Now here it was, serving as the perfect stimulation for you.

He let you grind against his face, sighs falling from your lips every time his nose bumped your clit. Considering your track record of slipping away, this was the first time you let his face that close to your core.

Sylus was in absolute bliss, enjoying every second of having his face buried between your thighs. He let out a low groan and sucked you through the fabric, loving how your thighs were crushing his head.

Unable to wait much longer, Sylus grasped the flimsy fabric between his fingers, and pulled in opposite directions, “Hey! Those were m-ah~” Your protests were short-lived when you felt his lips wrap around your clit. 

Your head fell back into the mattress, the lewdness of the slurping only making you leak more. “I’ll buy you a new pair.” He murmured between licking and sucking. 

His tongue slipped Into your hole, tasting every curve and groove within you.  You gripped the sheets underneath your palms, arms shaky and unable to support your weight as his assault on your pussy was relentless.

“So sweet..” he said muffled, lips barely hovering above your heat as he continued to slurp and drink you. You weren’t sure how long the two of you stayed like that.

Fingers interwoven in his hair, moans spilling from your mouth, and spit dribbling down his chin. Sylus had you pinned and was edging you closer to your orgasm. His tongue worked you slowly as your moans spilled from your mouth uncontrollably.

You sounded like an angel, singing a song just for him and it made him harder than he’s ever been in his life. His cock stood hard against his stomach, leaking and begging for attention but he could care less.

He finally had you in his arms, on his tongue, nothing could pry him away from you besides making you cum. His jaw was starting to ache, but for the love of god he could not stop himself. It was new, intoxicating, and so damn delicious.

You on the other hand, have not felt this much pleasure, well, ever. The feeling of his tongue laving across your nerves, the suction of his mouth, his fingers, all of it was driving you over the edge as you desperately gripped his hair.

You could feel the coil in your stomach growing tighter, your pussy starting to flutter around his tongue. “Cum on my tongue.” He said, pulling away briefly.

Never having an experience like this before, you weren’t sure how to handle it. You felt yourself scrambling away from the pleasure despite desperately wanting to cum. “Sylus..I can’t, oh my god, Sy please-“ 

You fumbled about your words, trying to make sense of this new sensation “Yes you can,” he pulled away once more, thumbing your clit and fingering you “Be a good girl and cum for me, yeah?”

It was an inevitable thing, with Sylus on his knees, between your legs, there was no avoiding it. Your legs trembled as your orgasm washed over you. Your loud cries filled the empty air as his tongue continued to work you thoroughly.

He didn’t stop until your legs were trembling and only whimpers fell from your lips. When he pulled away his chin was slick with spit and lips sheen with your release. His face was flushed pink and his hair was disheveled but the smirk on his face, the look in his eyes, he enjoyed every single second of it.

Despite the lingering soreness in his jaw and his very hard cock, Sylus proceeded to make you cum multiple times that night, milking you of everything you had to give him. Because of course, you come first.

[nebulaeternal]

⊹˚₊‧──── The Dragon's Claim ────‧₊˚⊹

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: f!xm, feral Sylus, double cocks, marking, biting, scratching, breeding, eating out, pre-release Sylus myth, swearing, hybrid, porn w/little plot, overstim, blood, aphrodisiac saliva, feral sylus, and did I say feral sylus? yeah-

―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: After being exiled from Philos, you set out beyond the borders of your home in search of the crimson gem that would reinstate your citizenship. However, fate had other plans in store for you. You stumble into the dragon lair, unaware of its fate.

―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 3.6K

―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: AAAAAA SYLUS MYTH! I'm sorry I got so excited when it was announced and wrote this as fast as I could. I'm so sorry if it's not my best work; I just wanted to get it out as fast as possible. I hope you all enjoy it and share your thoughts on it! Please reblog and share, it would be greatly appreciated!

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You stood at the city's edge, casting one final glance back as the guards leveled their spears at you. The captain stepped forward, his voice as cold and commanding as it rang out into the silence. "Bring back the crimson gem from the dragon's cave beyond the border. Only then will you prove yourself worthy of rejoining the citizens of Philos."

The weight of his words sank in like stones. The city had been your whole life—your whole world, it was all you ever knew; the people, the community, everything—Now you were exiled, doomed to face the harsh unknown. Desperately, you pleaded, hoping for just a sliver of mercy. "Please—grant me a retri–"

"Silence!" The captain barked out, cutting you off sharply. "You are forbidden to speak unless you have the gem in hand. Only then will you earn another chance. Now go!"

The guards thrust their spears forward, forcing you to cross the threshold as you shuffled backward, stumbling on your feet. This was it. With your last ounce of hope shriveled, you turned around and stepped into the wilderness. Your heart thrummed loudly in your ears as you ventured further into the uncharted lands, left with nothing but a small satchel containing only a few days' worth of provisions. How you would survive beyond that was a question only time could answer. 

In the first few hours, you barely managed to go a hundred meters beyond the city threshold. The sight of Philos served as a tether to familiarity, a comfort you desperately clung to despite the rejection. However, as the sun dipped lower into the sky and the shadows stretched into darkness, waiting became a death sentence of its own. Your resolve now reformed–it was better to attempt to escape find this treasure than to face a perilous doom. It was a better fate than withering outside the city gates.

With a heavy heart, you ventured deeper into the uncharted wilderness, clutching your satchel as though its scarce contents could quell the turmoil within you. Hours turned to days, days to weeks, slowly blurring into months. Each step turns into a survival instinct. The wilderness you had once feared was now becoming a part of you, and you with it. A symphony of the unknown that you now call your new home. 

With each sunrise, the sting of longing for Philos dulled. You found peace within the wilderness, looking forward to each new day. You had been roaming around for quite a bit this particular day when the sky darkened with little warning. Looking around, you could faintly spot a jagged opening in the side of the rock face. You dashed for the opening, relieved to be sheltered from the heavy onslaught of the rain. 

Taking a moment to catch your breath, you wrung out your clothes. The cave walls danced faintly with shadows, lightning illuminating it brightly on occasion. Only then did it strike you—This was the cave. The one you had been banished to find, your only chance at regaining citizenship in Philos, was right under your feet.

A chill ran through you as its weight sunk in. You stared into the void, its darkness staring back at you, mocking you even. Another strike of lightning illuminated the cave, giving you a glimpse of what lies beyond. Swallowing up your fear, you cautiously made your way further inside, unable to shake the fear that the darkness wasn't empty. 

You clung desperately to your satchel, its meager contents unable to protect you now as the darkness swallowed you whole. Unable to see even your own hands in front of you, you took each step with caution. Almost as if the cave itself exhaled, you felt warm breath fanning your skin and immediately froze. Your breath caught in your chest, shallow and strained. 

Your blood ran cold when you felt something scaly and rigid run along your leg, wrapping itself around your waist. Every fiber in your being screamed at you to run, but instinct held you still, praying the creature would lose interest and retreat. But fate was not so kind. Not given a chance to react, this thing had tightened its grip, yanking you off your feet. You were mercilessly dragged further, your body sliding along the cold stone.

A shriek was torn from your throat as you fought and thrashed in an attempt to escape your mystery captor. As you were hauled further, the darkness began to shift, soft light flickering along the grimy cave walls, casting shadows that almost looked alive. Your screams quieted as your surroundings grew clearer, dread hanging in the air.

The scent of ash filled your nostrils. A voice booming into the silence, "Another miserable human sent to die a meaningless death by my hands." Your heart was pounding in your chest, unsure of how you would escape this time. "Nonetheless, I have other plans for you." the creature drawled as it finally entered the light.

As frightened as you should be, a part of you couldn't deny that he was the most gorgeous being you had ever laid your eyes on. The dragon-man that stood before you had an otherworldly allure. His silver hair glinted in the faint light, and his sharp, inhuman features were both menacing and beautiful, and those crimson eyes—you almost forgot the peril you were in.

The tail that had dragged you to your doom, now lazily traced a line around you as he prowled in slow circles, his piercing gaze examining you. "Yes…You'll do nicely.."

Your voice trembled as you managed to speak, "What—" In an instant, he moved like a blur, pinning you to the cold stone floor with a growl that emanated from deep within his chest. "Who gave you permission to speak?" He snarled, his voice low and threatening.

"Silence." The warmth of his breath fanned across your skin as he lowered his head, nose brushing against your neck. The contact sent a jolt rushing through you. Instinctively, you tried pulling away, realizing far too late that you had given him the perfect opening.

Without so much as a warning, he sank his sharp teeth into the sensitive flesh of your neck. A cry escaped your lips, pain and shock flaring through your body. He felt your pulse thrumming against his lips as his brows scrunched, lips suctioning around his bite. He pulled back, a smudge of your blood glistening on the corner of his mouth.

He licked it away slowly, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he murmured, "Sweet…" He smacked his lips, "I knew you were the one." Panic surged within you as you began to struggle against him. However, an unsettling heat began to spread throughout your body. Your lungs felt heavy, and your body felt weaker, slowly succumbing to the warmth beyond your control.

You groaned weakly, the unfamiliar sensation overcoming your body and slowly clouding your mind. This heat was unlike any other. It burned hot through your veins, igniting a flame so primal you couldn't shake it off. Scurrying from underneath him, you managed to rise to your feet, doing your best to keep your distance, but your blood burned like fire, immense heat radiating from your skin.

"Ah." He chuckled darkly, his tail reaching out to coil around you once more as he pressed against you impossibly closer. "There you go~"

"What…did you do..?" You managed to whimper out, to which he chuckled, "Aphrodisiac. You'll understand soon enough...This was meant to be." You stepped out of his grasp, stumbling into the pile of gold and treasure behind you. You hadn't quite taken note of the obscene amount of gold he had within his cave, but you could not say you were surprised. 

He chuckled, sauntering closer to you, his movements deliberate and calculated. Your instincts screamed at you to run, to put as much space between you and him as possible, but no matter how you tried, your body would not move. It betrayed you. You felt yourself dragging forward, drawn to him against your will. The heat within you took control, fueling a deeply hidden desire. 

His smirk widened, watching you struggle to regain control. "Don't fight it, you were made for this..for me." His words sent a chill down your spine, the uncertainty scaring you in a way you couldn't imagine.

Finally, you stopped right before him. You could feel the heat emanating from his body as he took one final step closer. His tail wrapped around your body, pulling you to your feet. His clawed hands reached for your waist, grazing your delicate skin.

"Please let me go.." You whimpered out despite leaning into his touch and becoming putty in his hands. "Now, why would I do that when I can see how much you're enjoying this?" he purred, still fully pressed against you.

He lowered his head to your neck once more, sharp teeth piercing into your flesh. A moan was torn from your throat as your hands instinctively flew up to grab his shoulders, wrapping around his neck. Your knees buckled, your strength fading as the heat within you grew and spread like wildfire. It was intoxicating, hard to resist, and impossible to ignore. Pleasure coiled tightly within you, growing with each passing second until resisting felt futile. Your resolve crumbled, and you succumbed to his desire, knowing you could only delay the inevitable for so long.

"Good girl~ I knew you'd come around." He murmured low and husky into your ear. His words sent a chill down your spine, his tone a perfect blend of dominance and seduction, luring you toward your demise. Your breath quickened, your chest rising and falling with an intensity you thought your heart would explode.

He let out a growl, tackling you to the ground once more. The coldness of the stone serves as a stark contrast to the heat that emanates from both your bodies. He made quick work of your clothes, quite literally tearing them away in one swift motion, causing you to yelp out. Instinctively, you brought your arms to cover up what you could while you clenched your legs, holding them closer to your torso.

Sylus was having none of that. He took his tail and pulled your arms away from your body while he spread your thighs apart with his arms. The pungent scent hit his nose, causing his eyes to roll back as he inhaled deeply. He let out a groan, bringing his head down to your core, unable to resist as he licked a fat stripe from your hole to your clit.

Your back arched off the cold floor, a moan escaping your lips as your thighs unconsciously wrapped around his head, hips bucking against his face. Sylus enjoyed every reaction he could elicit from you, kissing along the inner curve of the flesh, sucking and marking a trail that led closer to your core. Finally getting to the apex of your legs, he cupped his mouth over your heat, worming his tongue into your hole, causing you to jolt, the pleasure becoming too much to handle.

He pulled away momentarily, "The name in your mouth should be Sylus, nothing more." with that, he dove back in, sucking viciously at your clit, causing you to moan out and grip his rigid horns. Each curve in his horns fit your fingers perfectly, almost like he was made for you and only you.

"Ah!" You cry out, back arched so high you thought your spine would snap. His ministrations didn't falter in the slightest. Sylus continued to ravage you with his tongue alone, his grip becoming more eager and hungry, claws subtly digging into your thighs as he pulled you closer to his face, making sure you couldn't escape. "Sylus!"

He smirked, a slight huff escaping him at the use of his name as continuing to plunge his tongue deeper into your core, lips still clasped around your mound. Your body was scorching, the cold stone doing little to quell the heat. You felt as though you were going to burst. The pleasure was so overwhelmingly delicious that all sense of control you had was long abandoned.

A knot had started to form in the pit of your stomach, hips bucking wildly in an attempt to escape. "Please! I-" Your orgasm crashed through you unexpectedly as you threw your head back. Still gripping his horns, you pull his face closer as you reach your peak. He happily obliged and slurped up all you had to give him till you went limp in his hold.

Sylus admired his work. Red claw marks and hickeys decorated your thighs as your pussy leaked with juices from the prior engagement. "Tired already?" he asked, licking his lips, his lizard-like tongue flicking out. "The fun has just begun." He spoke with a teasing lilt in his voice. His claws wrap around your thighs once more, and he drags you towards him before flipping you over.

He pulls your hips up, leaving your torso slumped against the ground and your pussy on display, enticing him more. He couldn't help the primal growl that escaped his lips when he saw how slick your thighs became, the sweet essence dripping slowly along your slit. You yelp out, feeling his rough hand come down harshly onto your exposed skin. You were left defenseless, however, you weren't ready to put an end to such a blissful experience just yet. "Who are you?" You whined out, feeling him toss you around like a ragdoll.

"Your beloved. The one destined for you. Don't you feel it?" He said lowly, his hips lining up with yours. You couldn't place it, but something deep within you couldn't resist him, and it wasn't just the aphrodisiac. Your whole being screamed to let him consume you. It was as he said. It was meant to be.

The tip of his cock grazed your wet entrance. The sliver of clarity he had left was now gone with the wind. His primal instincts taking over him once more.

"Gonna stuff you full and breed you." He murmured to himself. "Make you mine forever." You could barely catch what he said when he plunged himself deep into you. Another cry escaped your lips. The sensation was overwhelming. You were full beyond comprehension.

Sylus's incoherent rambling paired with the sensation—of what you now realize as both your holes being plugged—has you reeling, eyes rolled back, mouth agape while your spit pooled below you.

You felt the ribbing and barbs grazing your sensitive walls and felt your mind starting to go blank. Never in your life had you experienced something so unique. So blissful. You almost threw caution to the wind, struggling to fight his allure.

"Taking my cocks so well-" he grunted out as he continued to thrust into you with no abandon. Desperately, you claw at the ground, unable to find purchase in the flat rocky surface.

"W-Wait!" However, your cries went unheard as lust overtook his mind fully. His only objective was breeding you. Unfortunately for you, you managed to saunter into his lair during mating season, completely oblivious to what the cycles and rituals entail. You fell into his claws at the exact moment he needed you most.

You felt yourself slip further into lust, finding it hard to resist throwing your hips back onto him, which he was pleased to see. "That's my good fucking girl." He growled, claws digging deeper into your skin, drawing blood. His wings began to beat loudly against the air as his pleasure heightened.

The sting of pain caused you to wail out, to which he leaned down and bit the flesh of your body, sinking his fangs in. The pain soon turned to pleasure, your whimpers of discomfort turning to moans of pleasure as he plowed your holes mercilessly.

"Better?" His pace slowed as he asked. You nodded vigorously, praying he didn't stop. "Please—don't stop." You choked out. You were starting to think his pace couldn't be more feral, but you were wrong. His pace quickened, hips slamming harshly against yours.

The familiar coil in your stomach pulls tighter, feeling the tip of his cock assault your cervix. You clawed at the stone, needing desperately to ground yourself for this deliciously impending high.

"Sylus! I'm almost-"he cut you off, claws digging further into your hips. You managed to get onto your palms, throwing your head back, reaching for him in the process. He noticed this and leaned down, growls spilling into your ear, and he continued to thrust into you. "I'm so close, Love." He grunted out, his movements growing sloppy, wings beating faster.

You could feel yourself creeping closer to your climax. He bit down harshly on your shoulder, another wave of ecstasy coursing through your veins, your moans echoing loudly in the cave.

"Cumming!" You screamed, throwing your head back onto his shoulder. A surge came through you, squirting onto his cock. This sent him tumbling over the edge, his cum flooding your walls as he let out a final grunt, emptying himself into you. 

You attempted to pull yourself off him with the little energy you could muster but found yourself unable to move. Clenching around him, he hissed. "Stay still." He commanded, his knot buried deep inside you. Unaware of your situation, you make an attempt once more to pull yourself off but felt that same resistance.

"Sylus what—"he hissed out, his resolve weakening the more you moved. "Stay. Still." You obeyed and didn't move. Before you could react, he quickly pulled out with a pop. Turning you to face him.

"My gods, you're beautiful." The tear stains on your cheeks, the flush of your face, and the bite marks and hickeys that littered your skin were a sight to behold. He could feel himself getting hard again.

Not giving you much of a choice, he plunged one of his cocks inside you, the other resting on your clit, creating a delicious friction against your bundle of nerves. The dual sensation fills your senses with nothing but pleasure. Your legs locked around his waist, the scales of his tail brushing harshly against your skin.

"Oh fuck—" Not waiting a moment longer. He began thrusting deep into your womb, creating a bulge in your tummy. Sylus drew back, leaving just the tip of his cock inside, the other one flicking your clit when he shoved himself back in.

Your mouth fell open in a silent cry, eyes screwed shut as he continued his punishing pace. Tears pricked your eyes, spilling past your eyelids and cascading down your cheek.

Sylus leaned down once more, biting your skin and leaving yet another mark, the pleasure flowing throughout your body. You let out broken sobs and cries of pleasure as he plunged in and out of you, his other cock abusing your clit.

You couldn't help but squirm. The sensation was too much for you to bear, seeing as you barely recovered from your last orgasm. In an attempt to scramble away, your thighs subconsciously pushed against him, trying to force his body away from yours.

His tail whipped up and wrapped around your thigh, prying your legs open, creating more room for him. "Relax. You can handle it." He said lowly into your ear. Your thigh was pressed firmly against the surface of the stone, his hips not faltering in their abusive pace.

With nothing more left within you, your arms wrapped around his shoulders, nails digging into his back, grazing dangerously close to his wings. He moaned loudly, almost stumbling into your shoulder.

You noticed this and toyed with the joining of his wings and shoulder blades. His throaty moans spill from his lips and into your ear. Wings beating loudly.

Watching in a lustful daze, his movements became as desperate as ever, chasing his high that was dangling within reach. "S-Sorry love." He groaned out. Sorry?

"S-Sorry for w-" his arms wrapped fully around you. His large figure covering yours entirely as he squeezed your body against his, pounding into your swollen cunt. "Oh, gods!" You cried out, feeling the brute force of his body against your weaker one.

He couldn't help the pleasure that wracked through him. The feeling of your velvety walls wrapping him perfectly coaxed out of him another orgasm, sending you tumbling with him. His wings flared out as he filled you up once more, the echo of your moans dying at the far ends of the cave. 

You felt the warmth of his cum seeping into your walls and simultaneously puul on your stomach, pooling in your belly button before dribbling down the sides of your body.

You whimpered out weakly, feeling him collapse onto you, the sticky mess between your bodies emitting a wet lewd noise. "Sylus." Every bit of your body ached in a way that made you want more. You felt him shift, resting on his elbows to stare at you.

"Yes, My Love?" You couldn't help but question him. How uniquely he greeted you, how does he even know what he claimed was true? "Why?" You managed to breathe out. "You don't even know me."

"My Love, I have waited centuries for you, and finally, you fell into my lap. I knew it was you when you walked in." None of it made sense; logically, it was something you could not fathom, but deep within, you couldn't deny the undeniable allure he had on you.

"It must have been fate for me to be cast out of Philos then." Your statement hung in the air silently. His response was nothing more than a hum as he nuzzled into your neck.

"It seems we have lost time to make up for then." His tongue flicked out to lick your old bite marks. His hips moved slowly against yours once more, causing you to whimper out. He chuckled at your little whimper, and you couldn't help but return it with a giggle, pulling him closer. "Well, what are we waiting for?"

[nebulaeternal]

✦.──Unspoken Cravings── .✦

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: porn w/little plot, exhibitionism, spanking, choking, overstim (if you squint), breeding f!xm, dirty talking, name-calling

―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: A casual friendly dinner with Sylus transforms into an encounter where your true feeling are exposed. He discovers the secret fantasies you've been hiding and takes control in ways you've only imagined, making them a reality.

―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 2.4K

―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: Hello! I know I said I would have this done like two nights ago but I got caught up in things. Got the idea for this from @comatosebunny09, specifically from this post. I had fun with the concept I won't lie, thank you bunny <3 I hope you enjoy reading, let me know what you all think!

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You had found yourself in the N109 Zone once more. It was becoming routine at this point with how often you visited the place. Of course, you only had one matter of business to attend to each time you visited, and that was to see Sylus. While you and Sylus have become more acquainted, you couldn’t help the growing attraction towards him, one you have been shoving down, hoping one day it’ll dissipate. However, the way he looked in his suit tonight was dwindling the hope of that ever happening.

Adorned in an elegant black dress, you sat across the table from the snowy-haired man. Eyes peering past the menu in hand, you snuck a glance at him, watching his eyes scan through the options, Sylus, not at all oblivious to your eyes on him, “Is my face more interesting than the menu?” his sultry voice, sounding out into the empty.

The place was cleared out, not a single soul in sight, virtually a ghost town, leaving the two of you alone in the giant, upscale, restaurant. “No, just curious about what you’d be getting this time.” You said casually. He smirked, leaning back in his seat. “Was my choice going to influence yours, sweetie?” he teased. You swallow dryly feeling your brain start to go fuzzy.

Looking back down at your menu, you gave him a short “No-” the man before you chuckled, quite amused with your answer. You, on the other hand, could be less concerned about how he perceived you, as you started to get lost in your thoughts. Quite the poker face you had on, staring at nothing in particular as a raunchy scenario unfolded in your head.

You couldn’t deny your attraction to Sylus, you’d wish you could tame it, but your desire for him only grew the more you saw him. His suit framed his broad shoulders, his piercing red eyes dusted with the fringe of his snow-white hair. And his large figure, his hands—you wanted them roaming your body, gripping your hips as he bent you over the table, hiking your dress up and claiming you in the middle of that restaurant—

Sylus furrowed his brows slightly, watching as your gaze only got more and more distant, despite your eyes still roaming the menu. He had already called out your name a couple of times, but you were too lost in your fantasy to hear his voice. Your lack of response piqued his interest.

While this wasn’t something Sylus typically chooses to do to you. He had only ever used his power on you twice, back when you first met him. Now that you were acquainted, well—he had no reason to use it—until now that is.

Sylus stared at you, focusing on finding out your current deepest desire. He peered into your mind, quite startled to find that he had you bent over the table, dress hunched up as he held a hand around your neck, driving his length into you with a forceful rigor while you were splayed out on the table, eyes rolling back, spit dribbling out your mouth.

Unbeknownst to you, he watched the scene unfold in your head, while you continued to casually browse through the menu. Acting like it was the most normal thing in the world.

He lept out of your mind, looking back to see your face, still unchanged. The waiter had stopped by the table. “Are you ready to order?” you raised your gaze to the waiter, leaving Sylus flabbergasted. You could hear the waiter but not him? “Yeah I’ll-”

“Leave us be, I’ll call you when we’re ready.” Your eyes shot to Sylus as you heard the waiter’s padded footsteps get further away from the table. “What!-Sylus why-”

“Too busy mind fucking me to hear me call your name?” Your eyes shot wide, cheeks flushing red and palms growing clammy. You wanted to open your mouth to speak but no words came out. You stared at him unsure of what to say.

Sylus’s signature smirk was plastered on his face, as he watched you grow more flustered by the second.

“Sweetie,” his words hung in the air, you were scared of what he would say next. He would for sure think you’re weird now, wanting him to fuck you in the middle of this restaurant, there’s no way he didn’t—“Getting lost again?” He purred, snapping you out of your thoughts. Slowly rising out of his seat, he walked around the table to stand behind your chair.

With one final step, his tall figure was now looming behind you as you held your hands clenched in your lap, shoulders tensed and high while you waited anxiously for his next move.

“Sylus, I can explain.” You tried to come up with any excuse possible, but it was exactly what it looked like. By no means, was that an accident.

“Little kitten’s gotten bold now hm?” His hands slip onto your shoulders, causing you to tense more. He brought his mouth down to your ear, fingers starting to move in slow circles as he spoke. “Relax, I won’t bite…much.”

You gulped hard, did you hear him right? Before another thought could run through your mind, you felt his fingers on your chin, turning your head till you and him were face to face. You could smell his cologne clear as day. Sandalwood and whisky invade your senses, the smell shooting straight down to your core.

‘Oh fuck’ you thought, clenching your legs. You weren’t sure what was coming next, but you could hope it was one of two things, he kisses you, or lets you take your walk of shame, anything to dissipate the tension that lingered in the air, as his carmine eyes pierced through your defenses.

His hand glides from holding your chin to wrapping delicately around your neck. He loved seeing the way your eyes widened a fraction of a bit before you settled into his grip, eyelids suddenly feeling heavy once he gave your neck a slight squeeze.

“There she is~” he purred watching you grow more dazed, off of something as simple as his hand around your neck, and yet, it was far from over. He smirked smugly, seeing how easy it was to make you crumble, he didn’t have to figure out much, not after he glanced into your mind and saw exactly what you wanted.

“What a dirty girl, you are.” You felt your face flushed, embarrassed by how easily you were unraveling. His lips found yours in a fiery kiss, the grip he had on your neck, unrelenting as his body pressed against yours, caging you in.

Your mind was spinning, the tension between the two of you was almost unbearable as his hands roamed your body, pulling you against him till you were both nearly draped over the table. The kiss was intense, full of passion, igniting something deep within you two. Sylus wanted to claim you with such a feral desire that it nearly made his composure slip, it took everything in him to restrain himself, at least long enough to savor you.

He groaned into the kiss, feeling your ass grind against his growing bulge. His lips trailed along your body, while you threw your head back moaning out his name “Sylus~” he smirked against your skin.

“Such a naughty fucking kitten,” He growled, hiking up your dress as he cupped your ass, kneading the flesh roughly while he laid sloppy kisses all over you.

“A thong?” He teased, snapping the thin band against your skin, loving the yelp that escaped your lips “Didn’t peg you for this kinda girl.” his fingers danced along your hips, delighted in entertaining the idea of giving you exactly what you craved.

Your eyes flickered to his, biting back the words you so desperately wanted to tell him. You couldn’t bring yourself to, far too embarrassed from the previous encounter, you didn’t wanna give in so easily, but everything looked so inviting, the scent oozing from his body, his lips, the sound of his voice dripping with lust, everything about him screamed at you to tell him. 

“Do I need to take a look up here again? Or are you gonna tell me what you want?” He asks, gently tapping your forehead with his finger, to which your face flushed hot. You avoided his gaze only to be drawn back to his handsome face when he spoke once more, his question still waiting to be answered. “Well?”

“....yes.” a small squeak managed to leave your lips, audible enough to understand, but that wasn’t enough for Sylus. He leaned in, teasing as he slid the straps of your dress down slowly. “Now I know you can do better than that, kitten.” You looked at the way his lips moved while he spoke in such a sultry manner.

”I’ll tell you. Don’t-Don’t look in my mind again..just claim me-please..?” Your pleas were like a prayer that he would soon answer. Sylus wasted no time bending you over the table, scattering the plates as you let him manhandle you.

Your eyes closed, throwing your head back onto his chest, enjoying the sensation of his warm hands on your skin. The cool air hit your exposed skin as your dress bunched and sat on the small of your back. His hand came down roughly onto your ass, sending shockwaves through you that caused your eyes to fly open as a cry left your lips.

“Sylus!” He chuckled, quite amused with your reactions. “This is what you wanted wasn’t it?” He asked, knowing very well that the answer to that was “Such a dirty slut.” You felt yourself clench around nothing, desperate for more of his touch. 

His words, the sting on your ass, the dirty name that left his lips, he knew exactly what he was doing to you. “You want me that bad huh? Clenching around nothing?”

‘He knows everything-‘ you panicked internally. At this point, Sylus could read you like a book and it was only getting more obvious with each passing second. His hands gripped your hips firmly, grinding his hardness into you. “Sy~” you moan, feeling your mind start to get fuzzy again.

“Do you really want this?” His voice was soft, eyes peering into yours. His hands stilled, waiting for your response. He would never push you—not unless you told him what you needed. You nodded eagerly but he couldn’t accept that. Sylus gripped your chin, making you look him in the eyes. “Use your words, love. I need to hear you say it. Do you want this?”

“Yes,” you said breathlessly, your voice just above a whisper. “I want this—want you, please.” A smirk tugged the corner of his lips at your words. The clinking of his belt buckle create a symphony with your ragged breaths as you wait in anticipation. You felt him slide the flimsy material to the side, prodding at you with the tip of his cock.

Your breath hitched, feeling the heat and slick radiating as he teased you, dipping the bulbous head in and out of your folds “Sylus, pleasee~” You whined out, pushing your hips back in a silent plea. He chuckled at your response, satisfied with your desperation and he entered your slick walls in one swift motion, the two of you moaning loudly. Your body trembles as he begins to move.

Sylus’s grip on your waist tightened as his other hand found its way back to your throat, his fingers wrapping around deliciously. The pressure on your neck, coupled with the punishing pace of his hips had you dizzy, arms trembling against the tabletop. 

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, accompanied by your whines and broken whimpers of his name. Sylus’ grip never faltered, his hand keeping you steady as he drilled into you, the snapping of his hips sending shockwaves through your body. 

“So…good.. don’t stop-” You whimpered out, breathlessly. His grunt in response told you he had no intention of stopping. Releasing your neck, your body fell forward slightly, upper body slumped against the table.

You felt his large hand come down on your ass once more, the sharp slap followed by a satisfied grunt from him. “You’re so good for me,”  he growled feeling himself nearing his release with how hard you gripped him.

“Kitten, I’m not sure I can last much longer-” Before he could let himself go, he reached his arm over your hips, creeping along your skin till he found your clit. The combination of his touch and merciless pounding sent you closer to the edge. 

“Close!-“You cried out, gripping the satin tablecloth beneath your palms. Feeling the force of his thrusts shoving you further into the table, further into your climax. “Please!” You weren’t sure if you were begging for him to slow down, or keep going. Practically screaming, you fought your climax, but Sylus would not stand for it.

“Don’t. Fight. It.” He accentuated each word with a thrust, pushing you over the edge as stars burst behind your eyelids, a sheen spray spilling from within you as you coated his length in your juices. The sounds were lewd and made your ears burn hot as you heard the squelching coming from your cunt while he mercilessly beat on your clit, his pace still unrelenting as continued to thrust into you.

Sylus was not far behind. The way you tightened, the sound of your moans, how you had squirted all over his cock, leaving a slippery haven for him to indulge in, driving him closer to the edge. The sound was ripped from his throat when he slammed into you one final time, grip unbelievably strong as he spilled into you, painting your insides white.

His body was hunched over yours, twitching while the rest of his cum spilled into you. You both stayed there a moment, spent and fucked out. The air was full of your ragged breaths as you both tried to regain your composure.

Sylus finally released the grip on your hips, sliding out of you with a grunt. He watched as his cum threatened to spill from your lips and smirked. He helped you pull up your thong, certain it would do little to prevent the mess from leaking down your thighs.

His large hands smoothed out your dress. “You ok, kitten?” his voice a soft and low timbre. You nodded, still unable to speak much, not sure if it was because you were breathless or spent. “Good, cause this isn’t over just yet,” you look over your shoulder, turning to look at him, “I’m far from finished with you.”

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[nebulaeternal]

─── ⋆⋅Xavier: Hair Pulling⋅⋆ ──

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: Pussy drunk, hair pulling, creaming pants, eating out (f! recieving), porn w/no plot ―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: You and Xavier are spending the afternoon in his apartment, when playing with his hair turns into something more than play time. ―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 1K ―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: So I got this idea for Xavier off twitter and I won't lie, the concept has me blushing aaaa, anyways I hope you enjoy pussy drunk Xavier who likes getting his hair pulled :3 ―୨୧⋆ ˚LINKS: AO3 Version, Taglist Sign-up, Twitter (come interact with me!)

"So we all agree pulling Xavier’s hair is the fastest way to turn him on right because I feel like nothing gets him going than you starting out affectionately running your fingers through his hair just to get to the base of his scalp and suddenly tug." -Noelle (moonlitaether on twt)

In the stillness of the serene atmosphere, the two of you rest on the couch. Xavier lay nestled in your lap, his body curled as you gently stroked his hair. Sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm glow over your peaceful forms. The TV ahead of you played at a low volume so as not to disturb the sleeping bunny while you quietly chuckled to yourself. 

Quickly glancing down at him, a tender smile spreads across your face, feeling him nuzzle further into your lap. His nose brushed lightly against your stomach while soft murmurs escape his lips. Gently, you brush some stray strands of hair from his face, revealing his delicate, serene features. Stroking his cheek lightly, you lingered staring at him for a moment before turning your attention to the show ahead.

Moments later you’re giggling and twirling Xavier’s hair. Fingertips grazing dangerously close to his scalp. He stirred slightly in his sleep, eyebrows furrowing. The movement made you stop and freeze almost immediately, you didn’t wanna wake up your precious boy from his slumber. However, he settled down quickly, his breath evening out once more. Unbeknownst to you, your giggling was not the reason for his disruption in sleep.

You silently began to toy with his locs once more, oblivious to the effects it had on the man. Even in his dream, he could feel the way you played with his hair, the way your fingers pressed against his scalp, eliciting a soft groan from him, you didn’t pay much mind to it, thinking it was all a part of his usual sleepy mumbling.

The sensation of your fingers lacing in his hair, tugging repeatedly at the base of his head soon began to arouse him, the growing strain in his pants becoming evident. Before you realize it, you felt him aggressively nosing your mound as he whimpered out “Harder…”

Startled, you remove your hands from his head “Xavier!- You’re awake? I’m sorry I didn’t mea–” Your apology was cut short as he guided your hand back to his hair, placing it rather roughly on his scalp “You need to do it harder.“ Tangling your fingers in his hair once more, you tug on the light-colored locks, eliciting a moan from him, hips bucking slightly at the gesture.  

Your face crept with heat as you watched him rut against the empty air, breath needy. He nosed your mound more, practically buried between your thighs at the ecstasy that came from you tugging his.

His hips slowed down as he peeked out at you with one eye, his blue iris swirling with mischief. In one swift motion, he slid his way off the couch, kneeling before you. His hands gripped your waist as he tugged you closer to the edge, lifting your shirt up just enough to reveal the soft skin of your stomach.

His lips flittered against your skin, laying gentle kisses that had you squirming and wriggling in his hold. A soft sigh escapes your lips while his sent sparks flying through you. “Xavier..” you managed to whimper out but he was already slowly slipping your pants off, kissing his way down your legs.

You couldn’t help but comply, your body betraying you as you melt under his touch. Xavier loved to do nothing more than make you feel good, but he couldn’t deny the pleasure he got when you tugged on his hair. The sensation shot through his veins, intoxicating him

Hearing your whines only fueled his desire, his cock growing harder, his kisses more fervent, more desperate. He’s successfully gotten your pants off and wasted no time burying his face between your thighs, nipping at your underwear, rubbing and teasing your sensitive bud through the fabric as you grow more and more wet.

“You smell delicious…” he murmured against your thigh, sucking on the skin. Your pussy fluttering beneath the fabric. He doesn’t bother taking your underwear off and tugs it to the side, revealing the glistening mess between your folds. 

“Xavier~ Feels good–“ you managed to whine out before he plunged his tongue deep into your cunt, causing your back to arch. Subconsciously, your hands grip his hair, shoving his head further into your heat, earning a grunt of approval from him as his cock twitched in his pants.

He enjoyed pleasuring you, Xavier could sit there and eat you out for hours, savoring you like his last meal. He loved feeling the way you squirmed and wriggled in his hold, the way he could make you crumble and fold at his will, he loved how much power he had over you and that alone was enough to satisfy his lustful desire.

You felt his fingers slide into you, curling expertly and hitting that spongy spot inside you that made you see stars. That paired with the suction on your clit made you tug harder on his hair as you cried out his name. “Please…more~” Your whines and pleas only spurred him on further, his tongue and fingers working you faster as you felt your orgasm build up. 

Hips bucking wildly against his mouth, you were met with a restraining force. Xavier had wrapped his arms around your thighs and held your waist down, pulling you impossibly closer to his face as he continued to work you towards your orgasm. With one final cry, your orgasm washes over you. Tugging hard on his hair, shoving him further in between your thighs, his nose bumping your clit.

He let out a groan, the feelings of your fingers in his hair, the sounds that spilled from between your lips, the way you tasted, it all sent him over the edge. Poor Xavier creamed his pants, shamelessly bucking his hips in the air trying to ride out his own orgasm and he helped you ride out your own.

Pulling away from your quivering, sopping cunt, he peered up at you. Face flushed red and ears burning hot as he was slumped on the floor, a mess, your juices still glistening on his lips and chin. The two of you breathe heavily as you drink in the sight of each other, mirroring each other’s faces.

Dividers by @rookthornesartistry and @cafekitsune

[nebulaeternal]

✧༺┆✦ʚGem Affectionɞ✦┆༻✩

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: smut, feral rafayel, praise kink, swearing, breeding kink, porn w/ little plot, aphrodisiac, intense sex, aftercare. ―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: Stranded in a different timeline, You and Rafayel decide to make the situation worth your while. Indulging int he fruits of the night. ―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 2.8K ―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: Hello! I got a lil creative with some of the components from the original card, some of the events that partake are not canon. I tried to capture Rafayel's character in a feral light in the best way possible so I hope you like it! (Ngl i might rework this a bit so come back for an update) ―୨୧⋆ ˚LINKS: AO3 Version, Taglist Sign-up, Twitter(come interact with me!)

Rafayel’s brows furrowed at the sound of the annoying pestering voices he’s grown to recognize these past few days. “Why is it always her?  She’s like a persistent shadow.” Acting quickly, Rafayel threw himself at the bed, his movements rather graceful as he successfully concealed the map from the maid. Swiftly following suit, you lean into him just as the maid barges in.

“We’re occupied right now. If it’s only about the fruit, kindly leave us be.”

The maid walks in, completely unfazed at the scene before her. She sets the tray of fruit down, turning around once more “Then I shall wait by the door. I will always be ready to tend to you, your Highness.” You rolled your eyes in exasperation, hearing the door click behind her.

With a deep sigh, you finally allowed the tension to flow out of your body, muscles loosening as the relief washed over you. Exchanging looks, you both became very aware of the situation you were in. The spark of an idea flashes through your mind and without any warning, you pressed a hand against Rafayel’s chest. Hearing him gasp, questioning your antics, you abruptly cut him off. “Let’s make it convincing.”

Before he could muster a response, you pushed him against the bed. His eyes widening slightly, a gasp escaping his soft, supple lips. This bold move of yours sent sparks flying through Rafayel as his gaze locked onto you, his interest piqued and his desire burning as hot as his flames “Oh? This intense.”

His expression shifted to something rather teasing, smugness playing across his features. He leaned in closer to you, his eyes swirling with amusement. “Tell me. Should I be a good honest boy? Or should I play hard to get?” He questioned, his voice laced with humor, dripping with seduction. Snaking a hand towards his neck, you lean further into him smirking, enjoying the outcome of your little ruse.

Rafayel placed his hands delicately on your lower back. You leaned into his touch both gazing deep into each other’s eyes, bodies connected whilst the two of you had a slow descent towards the mattress. You couldn’t deny that this ruse of yours was starting to feel very much real.

“Come dawn, new whispers will fill the air.” Your stomach fluttered as his voice hit your ears, soft and desperate. Oh how you wanted to take the man right then and there, your body, your whole being was aching to claim him, make him know how badly you wanted him. Resisting your urges, you glance at the grapes the maid had set out, you reach out towards the tray, plucking a juicy orb off its stem, lifting it towards Rafayel’s mouth, while you listen to him whine at your earlier comment on him being a fox spirit.

Ignoring his whining, and in an attempt to shut him up,  your arm slips around his neck once more, wrapping around and supporting his neck while you tilted his head back with your hand, waiting to feed him the grape. He let out a soft gasp not expecting you to be forceful with feeding him, but he loved it. He loved every second you spent, molding him to be pliant and obedient to you and only you.

Orbs swirling with desire, hunger, lust, he let you tilt his head back once more, submitting to your antics, loving being under your control with each second that passed. Well, he loved making you believe he was under your control. Guilty as charged, despite his nature, that man was indeed as sly as a fox. 

You were teasing him, you had to have been with the way you were rolling the grape along his lips, breath fanning against his cheek whilst he waited for your command. Impatiently, he grabs your wrist, pulling your hand away from his lips, as he gives into your ruse, playing his part a little too convincingly “You’re so demanding…Alright, I’ll make sure not a single drop goes to waste.” Moaning, he brought your hand towards his lips, licking the grape between your fingertips, suckling at it before pulling his lips away with a smack of his lips.

“Since your Highness wants to spice things up, I’ll do my best to satisfy your every need.” his voice dropping into a low and sultry tone. Honoring his promise, his lips hovered just centimeters above your skin, tongue slipping out and tracing a slow path along the vein in your arm. The heat of his breath followed his tongue, sending a shiver down your spine as you watched his gaze grow darker by the second.

Rafayel was stunning. You watched breathlessly as his tongue trailed your skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake, causing your face to burn hot while your nose was filled with the scent of sea salt and fresh linen, the scent of him. Caught in a trance, you dropped the saliva covered grape. Cascading along his rigid, toned body, leaving a delicious red trail along his skin before settling right at his belt line.

Feigning innocence, Rafayel teased you, requesting for you to retrieve the grape for him given it was ‘soooo far away’. Not thinking much before you did so, you straddled him once more, effectively hushing him as you brought your finger towards his lips, listening to how his breath hitched in his throat as he fought desperately to even out his breathing, to resist taking your right then and there like some primal animal.

You of course took the liberty in toying with him quite a bit, your hands trailed along his skin, his stomach twitching at your feather light touch, a sight you enjoyed quite a lot. The man underneath you is nearly trembling in anticipation while your hands descend to his belt line ever so slowly, teasing him and leading him towards the edge of what would be a fall far from grace. 

Unable to withstand your antics any longer, he gripped your wrist, holding onto it and guiding you to the piece of fruit that lay on his stomach, urging you to grab it.

With compliance, you finally picked it up, however, his resolve was already shattered by then, and he promptly flipped you over, trading places with you. His eyes dark as he stared down at you hungrily, “Forget the fruit. Can’t you compensate me another way?” Not giving you the chance to respond, his lips crashed onto yours, The kiss was fierce, hungry, and desperate as his lips moved against your own with an insatiable desire.

It was dizzying how intensely Rafayel kissed you, his lips hardly leaving yours whilst you squirm against him. His breath was heavy as he fervently raked his hands down your body, refusing to pull away from your lips for even a second. He wouldn’t, he couldn’t, the taste too intoxicating to let go, the feeling too addictive to walk away from, almost like he needed it to survive. 

Finally he pulled away with a gasp, his lips swollen and shiny from the intensity of the kiss. The look in his eyes was almost animalistic with the way he looked down at you while he had your hand pinned above your head.

“Raf-” His lips crashed onto yours once more, unable to help himself. What was in those grapes? Before you could process another thought, Rafayel’s hands began to slip into your clothing, causing you to gasp and pull away from his lips, something he did not like.

“C’mere..” he mumbled commandingly, noses touching as he nibbled on your bottom lip, eager to have the taste of you on his tongue once more. His kisses were full of absolute hunger and desperation, chasing your lips wherever they went. It was no secret anymore just how aroused he was when you felt him brush against the inner side of your thighs.

Looking at him, his face was flushed and his skin shone with sweat, body shaking with a thirst no ocean could quench. His body felt hot, his blood pumping fast through his veins, his senses heightened to perceive you, all of you, and only you

It then dawned on you. The maid said they were rare grapes..”Rafayel..” you called out hoping for a response, instead he was nose deep in your neck, licking and biting at your skin, wanting you in any way he could attain. “I think those were aphrodisiacs. How many did you eat?” you whimpered out while he continued nosing at your now sensitive neck.

You glanced over at the bowl only to see the grapes were scattered about.  You looked back at him, slight shock written on your face only to be met with a hungry fox. “Doesn’t matter, I need you. Now.”

He took your lips in his once more, enjoying the languid tango that had him absolutely drunk off his senses. You couldn’t fight it, not that you wanted to, but the hunger Rafayel pursued  your lips with was absolutely, undeniably the hottest thing you’ve experienced with him. Seeing him this feral, more feral than the perfume incident, had your stomach churning with excitement.

“Mmm Raf-” You gasped between kisses. But his persistence was unrelenting, soon moving from your lips to your neck once more, enjoying the pleasure laced in your pleas. Mind going fuzzy, you can’t help bucking against him when he finds that spot on your neck that has you seeing stars. “Raf!” crying out in pleasure while he continues to abuse that spot, kissing and sucking on it.

“So fucking perfect..” Rafayel at this point has gone nearly animalistic as he mindlessly rambles into the crook of your neck, rutting his hips against your clothed core, feeling how extremely wet you were for him. Not only could he feel you, he could smell you, and it only made him want to devour you right then and there, however, he couldn’t deny his pleasure any longer.

His hands quickly made their way down to your bottoms, curling his slender fingers around the waist band before slipping them along your skin in a manner so eager, you thought he would rip them in half. However, you weren’t too surprised when Rafayel practically tore your clothes off.

“Raf!” Exclaiming at the swiftness he used to remove your clothes. “I’m sorry..I can’t hold back..” He groaned out while simultaneously pulling his pants down just above his knees. He was a mess, you had never seen Rafayel so uncoordinated and inelegant, but he was absolutely ridden with lust, unable to think of anything else. Before you can process anything, Rafayel has already pushed himself past your slick walls, slamming in all the way to the hilt, bottoming out with a loud, shameless groan.

Exhaling a breath he didn’t know he was holding, he finally settled snug inside you, watching your body twitch as your back is arched off the bed, walls constricting tightly around him. “Fuck!-” You moaned out, clawing at his forearm. He begins to move with a force so brutal it had your eyes brimming with tears, entranced by the deliciously full sensation Rafayel brought to your body.

“So good~..” He slurred, sounding almost drunk. You finally managed to get a look at him and saw the absolute bliss that wracked his body with each movement of his hips. He was drenched in sweat, body radiating heat like the sun itself and absolutely flushed in the face, tendrils of hair sticking to his forehead. His eyebrows were furrowed as he slid in and out of you, reveling in the feelings of your warm walls squeezing his cock.

His attire was barely hanging onto him, the thin fabric being the only thing sticking to his skin whilst the jewelry that adorned his body was already making its way down, slipping further, jingling with each powerful thrust into your tight walls. He had one leg pressed up against your chest while the other was pushed open to the side, giving him the room and leverage to plow into you mercilessly.

Rafayel had wasted no time finding that spot that made you see stars, ramming into it relentlessly as he felt you constricting around him. The tightness of your walls wasn’t enough to slow down his animalistic pace, thrusting with a force so great it rendered you speechless, knocking the wind out of your lungs as you took everything he gave you and more.

He brought his fingers down to where the two of you were joined, showing you no mercy while he played with your clit. Your eyes screwed shut as you gripped the sheets besides you, back arching so high you felt like you were floating. Your cries sounded out so loud, you were sure the whole palace could hear you. “Rafayel-Please I’m-” unable to form a sentence, your mind begins to go blank as your orgasm approaches, creeping in like a slow buildup, like a glass slowly filling with water, ready to spill over.

“Gonna-cum inside you.” Your eyes flew open. You knew you shouldn’t let him, you knew it wasn’t a good idea, yet you found yourself chanting and babbling for him to do just that. Begging for him to fill you up.

His pace became uneven and his hips began to stutter the moment he heard you babbling about how badly you wanted him to fill you up. Pupils blown out, drinking in your form. Your breasts hung out over your jeweled top, covered in sweat and love bites. Back arched high and head thrown back as he watched you writhe in pleasure beneath him.

You were the absolute image of beauty itself, seeing how you were splayed out so perfectly for him, so messily all for him. He took your leg off his shoulder and held your thighs spread apart, giving him all the room he needed to fill you up perfectly. Your orgasm washed over you in such an unexpected manner it had your body trembling with pleasure, screaming as you were overcome with such an overwhelming sensation.

Rafayel’s movements came to a gradual decrease as you felt a warmth fill you while he groaned, eyes shut tight, cheeks and ears bright red. He finally stopped moving but refused to pull out of you, enjoying the warmth of your walls and the sight of you so fucked out and so far gone while you clenched around his cock, causing him to hiss slightly.

“M’sorry for being such a rough brute, little pearl. I couldn’t help it.” He murmured as he slumped on top of you. The weight of his larger body on yours helped you to somewhat ground yourself and come back to reality after such an intense moment like that.

You weakly respond to him, not sure he even understood you “Ish ok..” now you were the one slurring, still feelings strings of pleasure wrack your body. Rafayel placed a kiss on your temple, so gentle in contrast to his animalistic behavior earlier. Your eyelids were starting to flutter as you looked into his beautiful eyes. His eyelashes framing the beautiful hues of ocean blue and pink sea salt that swirled in his irises.

With a smile on your face, you finally close your eyes and succumb to your well deserved slumber. Rafayel watched you breathe softly, your breath hitting his skin while his eyes studied your face carefully, delicately, running a finger across your cheek, stroking your skin with his thumb as he got lost in your features, falling in love all over again.

Rafayel slowly pulled out, hearing you whimper in your sleep. It took everything in him not to slam back into you. He dragged his heavy body to the door and opened it, not at all surprised that the maid was there like she promised.

While she did remain composed, her ears burned the slightest bit red and this made Rafayel smirk, he must have done an excellent job. Speaking slightly hushed, he somehow startled the maid, “Get me some warm rags for Your Highness. The maid squeaked and scurried off.

She quickly returned with some warm water and fresh rags. Rafayel took them from her, shutting the door gently and turning around to your sleeping form. A small smile crept onto his face as he looked at you adoringly. He first wiped himself down before making his way over to you, sitting down gently beside you and bringing the warm rag to your skin.

You murmured something in your sleep to which he shook his head at, all with a smile on his face. Gently he began to wipe you down, taking off your garments and attire every so carefully as to not wake you. He took his time in making sure you were clean before covering you with the sheets. Discarding his own attire, he slipped in next to you, pulling you closer to him and loving and way you subconsciously snuggled into him.

While he did share this very tender moment with you, it was not the only time he spent indulging in your body. You spent the night drifting in and out of sleep, indeed compensating Rafayel.

Dividers by @cafekitsune