#“but it’s call a BREEDING kink’

[azrielsbreedingkink]

As Azriel’s breeding kink I can assure you it doesn’t matter if Elain’s Uterus works or not

[ghostsanctity]

Simon had always known he was possessive, but this… this was something new. It all started during a rambling, half-drunk conversation with Soap, the kind they’d both forget by morning—except for one comment that had lodged itself in Simon’s mind like a splinter.

“Lass can’t forget you if she’s knocked up with your baby,” Soap had muttered with a lopsided grin, slurring just enough to make Simon dismiss it at first.

At first.

Simon knew you’d never forget him, no matter how long he was deployed. He trusted you, loved you in ways he couldn’t always put into words. But once the thought was planted, he couldn’t forget it. Maybe deep down it was the fear you’d leave or just the desire to know that you were fully his, round with his child, but whatever it was, when he got notified of an upcoming assignment, he knew he was gonna damn well try.

Which is how you ended up here now, pressed into the mattress beneath him, his broad chest blanketing your back as his lips dragged heatedly along your neck. He reaches around, pulling your body up enough for you to stabilise yourself as he roughly palms your breasts, tweaking your nipples between his fingers as he continues to rut against you.

He's been at it for hours, fucking you with a relentless intensity, determined to fill you with every drop of his cum before he leaves. You’ve lost count at this point, never knowing he could go for so many repeated rounds but you certainly know it now as you feel his cum run down your thighs, the squelching noise every time he fucks back into you, a combination of your arousal and how many loads he’s given you so far tonight.

"Fuuck-" he groans, his voice low and gravelly with desire. "Gonna knock you up so good. Gonna make sure you're round with my baby by the time I get back."

He pulls out, his cock sliding from your well-fucked hole 

He stares down at your pussy, mesmerised by the sight of it dripping with his cum. He leans down, his face mere inches from it as his heated breath ghosts your folds. He watches, transfixed, as another thick spurt of his previous load oozes out of you.

"Fucking hell," he mutters, his breath hot against your skin. "Look at that. Look at what you do to me."

He reaches out, his fingers gently parting your swollen lips to get a better look. He teases your entrance, circling it slowly before scooping up some of the cum that's leaking out and guiding it back in with his middle and ring finger.

He pushes his fingers deeper, scissoring them to work his own cum back inside you. He wants to make sure every last drop takes.

"Gonna plug you up-" he growls, his voice rough with lust. "Keep you nice and full of me.”

He withdraws them, glistening with the thick, pearly fluid before bringing them up to your mouth, pressing his fingers against your lips.

"Go on-" he purrs as he slowly pushes his fingers into your mouth, letting you suck them clean. You can taste the saltiness of his cum mixed with the musky scent of your arousal. It's a heady combination that makes your head spin.

"Good girl," he praises, his voice rough with approval. "Such a good girl for me."

He pulls his fingers out of your mouth, only to bring them back down to your pussy. He circles your clit with them, the slickness of his cum providing the perfect lubrication before he gestures for you to roll onto your back.

He straightens back up as he slides the head of his aching cock through your folds, nudging the head of his cock against your entrance, teasing you with shallow thrusts that do nothing to satisfy the ache inside you.

"Y’not going anywhere," he murmurs, his voice low and rough with emotion. "Not after this- fuck -you’re not leaving me…You can’t–”

You could hear the subtle desperation in his words, a fear that you'd abandon him. He needed to know that you would be here, waiting for him, even when he was deployed.

He kisses desperately, trying to put every fiber of his being into this kiss, hoping to portray even a fraction of the strong love he felt for you. His hips start to move again, his cock sliding into you with a groan. He sets a slow, deep pace, each thrust deliberate and purposeful as he works himself in and out of you.

"Fuck, I love you," he grunts, the words torn from him. "Love you so fucking much…You're my everything, I swear I’ll never let you down-"

He wraps his arms around you, holding you as close as possible, fingers digging into your flesh as he impales you on his thick cock over and over again.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he groans, his forehead pressed against yours. "So fucking tight and wet for me. Always so ready for my cock, god you’re perfect-."

He adjusts his hips, changing the angle of his thrusts so that he's hitting that spot inside you that makes you see stars. Your back arches off the bed as your nails rake down his back and you moan wantonly.

"That's it, baby," he coaxes, his voice husky with desire. "Gonna' fill you up so good. Gotta make sure it takes before I leave-

His hips piston faster, his balls slapping against your ass with each thrust. He's getting close, you can tell by the way his muscles tense, the way his breath comes in short, sharp gasps.

"Gonna cum," he grunts, his thrusts becoming erratic. "Shit- fuck-”

He buries himself to the hilt, incoherent mutterings rolling off his tongue as his cock pulses, filling you with another thick load. He bites down on your shoulder to muffle his groans as you feel it, hot and heavy, painting your insides white. He collapses on top of you, all his weight heavy upon you, though you don't mind at all, arms wrapping tightly about him.

He stays buried inside of you, his now softening cock still buried deep within you. He rests his forehead against yours as his breath comes in short pants, trying to catch his breath.

"I meant what I said, you know…gonna' make you mine in every way possible," he murmurs, his hand coming up to cup your cheek as he lifts some of his weight off of you. "Want you to have my baby- And when I come back, I'm gonna marry you because I’m completely yours and I want you to be fully mine, officially."

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[tacticalprincess]

könig: ovulating all by yourself beautiful? <3

cw breeding kink

given the poor state of sex education when he was in school and his very minor interaction with women prior to you, könig was relatively clueless about almost everything to do with a woman’s menstrual cycle, besides the obvious bleeding aspect of it all. needless to say he was mind blown to find out about all the different phases, looking like a deer caught in headlights when you explained how much it fucks with your hormones on and off your period. he was literally the epitome of “just found out about periods… i’m so sorry women.”

ovulation was what he was most intrigued by, and not just because he’s always felt an overwhelming biological inclination to have you barefoot and pregnant with his children. all he knew was that once a month for a few days, your sex drive was insatiably high, and even the slightest of things he did triggered it. just the sight of him lounging on the couch was enough to have you jumping at him, pawing at his sweats and complaining that he was making his lap look too inviting.

you would be practically glued to his cock, sometimes to the point of frenzied and feverish. he could barely get anything done around you all glossy eyed and horny; he swears it’s almost as if you wanted him to stay inside you forever. he, of course, has no objections to this. it’s always a pleasant change from the snippy mood you’re in for a few days straight just a week before.

you don’t have a problem getting wet as it is, but during these days you get so creamy, and könig never gets tired of watching the way your pussy coats his dick in thick, pearly stickiness. the sex is always the most primal and dirty during your ovulation phase. telling him that your period tracking app warned you that your fertility is especially high that day would be like foreplay for him, and nothing made his caveman brain happier than to hear you cockdrunk and babbling about how bad you wanted to make him a father, begging him to breed your fertile womb. you can’t say stuff like that unless you mean it, maus, lest he rip the condom off and put a baby in your pretty pussy for real :(

you were both chancing it, fucking like bunnies on such high risk days. but it wasn’t like könig wouldn’t be ecstatic if it so happened to take…

[grossillygirl]

i have an obsession with public groping fantasies recently. i just want my tits to be grabbed, my nipples pinched and pulled and played with. someone to rub their cock on my ass, taking my hand and making me stroke them until they cum, walking around with their cum on me uhdhdbdbdb

[konigsblog]

we all know about könig's breading kink, but what about könig with a pregnant!reader? 🍼

könig's desperation for a large and loving family stems from his being an only child. könig has never felt the warmth and love from a sibling, and he wants to make sure his kids will always have someone there. könig will impregnate you over and over again, embarrassingly desperate to get you pregnant after your first, with hunger visible in his lustful, half-lidded eyes.

because könig wants to get you pregnant often, he also wants you to quit your job and to spend your hours inside of the house, cleaning and cooking if possible, but more preferably relaxing in bed or on the couch with your favourite television show in the background, to distract you from the pains and sickness that leave you dizzy and light-headed. könig will try to spend as much time as possible with you, taking days off of his work to lift your stomach up to ease the ache in the small of your back that leaves your muscles tight and your shoulders tense.

könig makes fantastic dinners and will rush to the shop to buy you whatever you need, whether that's an entire tub of nutella and some pickles, or honey and broccoli. he won't ask any questions, it's for the better... könig finds himself staying up until the wee hours of the morning, until the birds are chirping outside, the glowing sun is rising over the horizon, and the bags beneath his eyes leave him looking fatigued and ill. you worry too often, and guilt and shame consumes him when he sees your concern. he doesn't want to worry you. he'll fall asleep, part of könig's brain nagging at him not to fall asleep and to always be there, just in case something goes wrong.

you could say he's paranoid, but könig will just say he's being careful.

and when you're pregnant and in need of something to soothe that throbbing, wet ache between your thighs, he'll always be there, almost too eager to help. he'll be there to lick and eat your swollen pussy and to coat you in his spit and saliva, gazing up at you with heavy eyelids and his lengthy cock straining inside of his jeans, or to slide his girthy cock inside your gummy and velvety cunt, rocking his sturdy hips back and forth while playing with your breasts and how your nipples stiffen at his perverse touch, admiring how your breasts have grown while you whine quietly and arch your back, pleading for more so sweetly with your aroused pussy drooling around his shaft.

[xxangel-eyesxx]

something new🤍

[esoterictboy]

more tboy frat f@ggotry ?

“You like my dick f@ggot ? I know you do since you opened up so easy for it, I should just sit here and make you fuck yourself on it ? You’re practically gagging over it, is that all you can say when I’m in you, “ah ah ah” it’s fucking pathetic dude ?”

@/tooesoteric2tboy - now

[lyeofhell]

Short n’ Sweet 🌤️ fem!reader x John Price

╰┈ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ thinking about torturing (teasing) John with some Sabrina Carpenter, MDNI/18+ only, breeding kink lol

mmmmm I’m thinkin about your handsome handyman returning home from deployment in late summer, immediately throwing himself into every home project and ticking off all the boxes on your honey-do list. and while you spend the day cleaning inside, blasting music and dancing about your house - John busies himself with an oil change to your car.

thinkin about twirling your hips as you fold laundry, the carpeted floor buzzing beneath your feet from the thumping bass and you are getting into it, flipping your hair as you unapologetically and very loudly sing about espresso.

thinkin about how you’re too distracted by the music to hear the slam of a car hood, or the familiar steps of heavy boots, or the opening of your front door.

thinkin about John leaning against the doorway, thick arms crossed with a satisfied and eye-crinkling grin as he admires your oblivious form. and it’s not till you hit em with a couple body rolls on the beat that you turn around, damn near jumping out of your skin and whipping him with a kitchen towel when his presence scares you half to death.

John just laughs, reaches out to you in apology and when he finds purchase on your plush hips he mutters something low against your temple like, “don’t stop on my account.”

and part of you wants to push him away but it’s so hard, it’s so hard when he’s like this - his sunkissed, burly chest on full display, sheened with dampened curls while his sweat-drenched shirt is likely discarded somewhere on your front lawn. you run your hands up his pecs to grip the back of his neck and god he smells, he smells like oil and sweat and hard work and John and it’s stupid how intoxicating it is. and he just grips you harder, pulls you close till you feel his belt buckle against your abdomen and you're finding it harder to ignore how low his jeans are hanging on his hips.

thinkin about how he starts to kiss you, dipping his head down to start off soft and slow but he grows hungrier by the second, and that’s when one of his hands comes up to grip the back of your neck, maneuvering your head so you can take his tongue as far as he wants. but before he can get you lying on the sofa, you perk up at the sound of Bed Chem, giggling as you try to get out of his firm hold. you beg and you plead, telling him “I love this song!” and “dance with me!” - and he just shakes his head and smiles, loosening his grip to give his pretty girl a twirl.

thinkin about dancing around him, grinding on his side and poking his nose at

“Who’s the cute guy with the wide, blue eyes and the big bad mm? Like”

until he's pulling your back to his chest, pressing and grinding his crotch against your ass and sweetly kissing your fingers. you make a move to grab his hands, placing your own on top and running them over your chest and down your body when you sing

“How you talk so sweet when you’re doin bad things, that’s Bed Chem”

and when his head dips back down to mouth at your neck you almost let him get what he wants, until you hear that familiar acoustic strumming, and knowing John? oh, you’re already giggling to yourself as you work your way out of his grip again.

thinkin about torturing the absolute hell out of him. twisting in his embrace to innocently interlock your fingers and sway from side to side, occasionally leaning up on your tippy toes to kiss his nose. despite your constant singing he doesn't seem to be paying all that much attention to the lyrics, until...

"One of me is cute, but two though? Give it to me, baby"

a look of neutral shock stills his face and you cannot help but laugh. in his startled state you take advantage of him, letting go of his hands to skip around the room and dance like you've had one too many. at some point he starts grinning from ear to ear, watching you like a hawk and slowly stalking your way as you arch your back and shake your ass, or drop to your knees and crawl on the ground...and it's not till you look him dead in the eye and dramatically sing

"Adore me, hold me and explore me, mark your territory, tell me I'm the only, only, only, only one"

that he jumps over the couch to snatch you up; you scream in delight, jumping to your feet and running around the coffee table to avoid his hands and your voice shakes with laughter as you try to get the rest out

"Adore me, hold me and explore me, I'm so fuckin' horny, tell m—"

"Had enough of this," John growls through his amusement and bounds through the living room, boots echoing right behind you until his fingers grip your waist roughly and you squeal, happily squirming and giggling in his sweaty grip.

John is panting as he chuckles, and like an animal he takes you down to the floor with a growl - maneuvering you under him and he’s just got you caged there, his thick, healthy form the only thing in your line of sight. beneath the weight of his body you writhe, and as he grabs both of your roaming wrists in one hand, pinning them above your head, his other hand slinks downwards, down down past your tits and your waist and smooths over the sweet, soft pudge of your tummy. his lips press to the corner of your open mouth and he keeps going further, rough fingertips slithering underneath your waistband and that’s when his voice is low - that familiar gravel giving rise to goosebumps on your skin while his breath warms your lips.

“Oh I’ll hold you to it, sweetheart.”

[tacticalprincess]

your writing is literally incredible 💗 may I please request könig who puts his big warm hands on your stomach when you have ovulation cramps?? bonus points if he fucks you from behind at the same time because you’re so needy :((

cw breeding kink | i couldn’t write this without it... sorry

who needs heating pads when you have a mountain of a boyfriend with hands so big they engulf the entire expanse of your lower belly? that’s what könig thinks, at least, when you mention being too achey and sore to get up and heat one up in the microwave. instead of doing it for you like you requested, he’s reaching under you from behind where you’re laying on your tummy, leg perched to the side, as he wraps his hands around your womb, emanating heat from his body and soothing the pain.

“you know why this hurts, ja?”

“my ovaries hate me?” you complain sarcastically.

from behind you, you feel könig shake his head. “your eggs are being released. just right here.” he applies more pressure to the spot, the action making your cunt pulse between your legs. “your body’s getting you nice and primed to take a seed.”

you whimper involuntarily at his words, pushing your ass back against his broad body and feeling his hard dick twitch in response through his sweats. he reaches down with just one of his hands to feel inside your panties, cursing under his breath at how wet you are. it’s fascinating to him how you’re never not wet during this week.

“see, schatz? soaking. this pussy’s crying to get filled.” he hums nonchalantly, his thick finger gathering slick from your tight hole and using it as lube to rub at your puffy clit. “poor thing, and so empty. no wonder you hurt.”

you shamelessly beg for him, knowing his fingers won’t be enough to satiate the emptiness you feel in your pulsing hole. you need something bigger, something you know can stretch you out and fill you to the brim.

“don’t know if i should. could fuck a baby into you if i’m not careful…” he sounds contemplative, though his hips are grinding down against your ass, knees planted on either side of you. “it’s the perfect time for it, and my sperm tends to like it in here. won’t want to leave… might catch.”

“please, köni, don’t care. it’ll help the— with my cramps.” you babble for any excuse, grinding down against the fingers shoved into your soaked panties. you’re overheating at this point, and if you don’t get him inside you, you might scream.

a wave of relief temporarily drowns out your desperation as you feel his hands leave your body to pull his pants down, returning to pull your wet panties to the side shortly after.

“shh, that’s enough talking, hase.” he coos sweetly once he bottoms out, slipping inside so easily. he holds you up by your lower tummy until you’re hovering just above the bed to fuck deeper into you, his pelvis slamming against your ass on every thrust. “gonna give you what you need, ja? ein kind. make the pain go away.”

[blingblong55]

Casual Need- König NSFW

Based on a request: confident, fuck buddy konig. What should be a jerk off session turns into him eating us out. im excited for your kinktober posts! ty!!! ---- F!Reader, MDNI, 18+, oral!sex, FWB ----

Being friends with him was always odd. Fuck buddies was an even odder title. Watch porn with him, what a fucking question.

“Let’s not pretend we don’t have needs,” König grins at you, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “Besides, we’ve known each other for so long, nothing weird. Just two friends are having some fun together.”

“Fine, but I swear, if you tell anyone about this, I will kill you,” you say, grabbing your phone. König laughs and holds up his hands in surrender.

“Your secret is safe with me, I promise. No one has to know but us two.” He gets up and heads over to the TV, flicking through the channels until he finds a porn scene. The moans and grunts fill the room as a well-endowed man starts thrusting into a moaning woman.

“There we go, now that’s more like it,” König says, settling back onto the couch and openly palming his crotch through his sweatpants. “Much better than watching it on a tiny phone screen. So, what do you think of the view, Y/N?”

“It’s okay,” you say, sitting on the couch. “He’s got a big dick, that’s surprising.”

König smirks and looks over at you. “Yeah, it’s pretty impressive. Makes you wonder how it would feel, doesn’t it?” He slowly pulls down his sweatpants, revealing his semi-erect cock. It’s thick and uncut, with a bit of pre-cum already glistening at the tip. “What do you think? Does it compare?”

He starts stroking himself, his eyes fixed on the screen. After a moment, he glances over at you. “No judgment here, Y/N. We’re just two friends enjoying some porn together. If you want to join in, no pressure. But I gotta admit, I’m curious to see what you’ve got under those clothes of yours.”

You slip off your skirt and toss your panties aside. Licking your fingers, you slowly rub your clit, first looking at the screen, then back at him.

König’s eyes widen as he watches you, his cock twitching in his hand. “Damn, Y/N, you’re going for it, huh? That’s hot as fuck.” He continues to stroke himself, picking up the pace as he watches you pleasure yourself. “I can’t believe we’ve never done this before. It’s so much better watching you in person than just imagining it.”

As he strokes faster, he leans toward you, his voice low and husky. “You know, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to taste you..again. Would you mind if I went down on you? I bet you’d feel amazing tonight.”

“Only if your horny ass knows how to eat a girl out properly.” You smile at him, teasing.

König grins and moves closer to you, still stroking his cock. “Oh, I know exactly how to eat a girl out, trust me. I’ve had plenty of practice.” He positions himself between your legs, his face inches away from your wet pussy. He inhales deeply, taking in your scent. “Fuck, you smell amazing. I can’t wait to taste you.”

Without warning, he dives in, his tongue swirling around your clit. He alternates between flicking the sensitive bud and sliding his tongue along your slit, his nose bumping against your clit every so often, sending shocks of pleasure through your body.

König looks up at you, his eyes dark with lust. “Is this what you had in mind, Y/N? I can tell you’re enjoying it. Your pussy is so wet and tastes so fucking good.”

You moan, “Fuck, don’t stop,” you say, placing your hand on his head and grinding up on his face.

König moans into your pussy as you grind against him, his tongue working even harder to please you. He uses his fingers to spread your lips apart, giving him better access to your most sensitive areas. His nose presses firmly against your clit as his tongue dives deep inside you, exploring every inch of your hot, wet passage.

After a moment, he pulls back and looks up at you, his chin glistening with your juices. “You’re so fucking delicious, Y/N. I could do this all day.” He dives back in, focusing on your clit, flicking and sucking on it as he slides two fingers inside you, curling them upwards to hit that special spot.

As he works you over with his mouth and fingers, he continues stroking himself, his cock rock hard and throbbing with need. He’s getting close, and from the way your body is tensing and shaking, he knows you’re not far behind. König doubles his efforts, his tongue lashing your clit as he pumps his fingers in and out of your tight hole, your grip on his hair tightening with each pass of his tongue. He wants nothing more than to make you come undone, to feel you pulsing and quivering against his face.

He looks up at you, his eyes locked on yours as he brings you closer and closer to orgasm. He can see the pleasure etched on your face, the way your back arches as you grind against him. He knows you’re right on the brink, and he’s determined to push you over.

With a final, intense flick of his tongue, he sends you flying, your body shaking and convulsing as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over you. He keeps licking and sucking, helping you ride out your high as he feels your juices flooding his mouth. Only when you start to come down does he pull away, looking up at you with a satisfied grin.

“That was so fucking hot, Y/N. I’ve never seen anything sexier.”

A/N: I don't know how I fucked this up...but enjoy?

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[cr1msonshr13k]

🍷Lord have mercy🍒

[chamomiletealeaf]

Need Simon Riley to hold me down into a mating press and cum inside me so hard and so deep I feel his cock pulsating and I’m so full of him I start leaking.

[yourbunnygf-nsfw]

Good morning daddies

[sw33terhon3y]

pov ur at the edge of my bed

[tacticalprincess]

OMG OMG this hasn’t left my mind all week but imagine könig finally getting his hands on you and breeding you, telling you how he’s going to get you pregnant and he switched out your birth control pills for placebos!! But he’s speaking in german and you can’t understand him :(( even if you can speak german, it’s in some regional dialect and his accent is too thick!!

it’s times like this where könig is more appreciative than frustrated by your slight language barrier. in his mind, it’s not like he’s keeping his plan a secret from you. technically he is telling you, just not in a way your naive mind can understand.

it’s a win-win situation — you love how deep and husky his voice gets when he speaks german, how dehumanizing it is that he’s talking in a language he knows you can’t understand, and he gets to fill your fertile little womb with his potent seed guilt-free. you don’t suspect a thing, whining out pleads for his cum while his thick tip pierces through your squishy cervix, trying to reach deeper inside you than humanly possible to make sure it takes, your legs locking tightly around his waist. you’re only spurred on by the way he’s gritting out confessions in his mother tongue through clenched teeth, his heavy, full balls slamming against your ass in a way that’s almost painful. come on, maus, it’s like you want this just as much as he does…

he tells you he’s doing you a favor, getting rid of those nasty hormone disruptive chemicals you call ‘medicine’. there’s no reason you should be interrupting the natural way of life, especially not when you have a man so capable and willing to go through it with you. dreams of having you be the mother to his brood, watching you get full and round with his babies, ensuring his place in your life and body forever, infiltrate his mind daily, he can’t focus on anything else. which is why he’s confused about why you’re so distraught when you come to him later, complaining with glossy eyes about a late period. he can’t hide how over the moon he is, and will guilt trip you if you suggest alternative options. why would you take away his right to be a father? don’t you love him?

you’re going to be the best mama, schätzchen. don’t you think so?

[blingblong55]

My Darling -Simon 'Ghost' Riley NSFW

^@ave661 mother fed me baby fever again...lover her though

Based on a request:

Heyyy!! How you doin?!... I hope you're doing well with every thing in your life and I with you the best so I wanted to ask about that kinktober thing👀 would you please write 5,21,22 for ghost?? (breeding, praise and after care I guess) I truly admire your writing(kicking my legs in the feet and screaming quietly😭😭😭) so I think that I don't need to talk about the scenario and I really need this😭💖 thank you~ _____ F!Reader, smut, MDNI, 18+, breeding!kink, praise, aftercare, P-in-V, unprotected!sex, established!relationship _____

A/N: I just know this man makes love to his little darling when he wants to be soft and cute with her...

"Oh, what a good girl," he grins as you take his cock in your mouth, he pushes himself deeper into your throat, your eyes teary as he keeps you there for a moment. "Look at me my love," he whispers. Your gaze on him, his cock making you gag and then he pulls your head back, and you gasp for air. "Oh, my darling, doing so good," he leans forward and kisses you. His big arms bring you up, carrying you to his bed. The way his arms wrapped around you so protectively, it made you want him more. He lays you down on the bed and kisses you, getting on top of you as his lips stay on you. His hands were on your delicate face, bodies intertwined.

You pull away from his kiss only to have him sit down on the bed and bring you onto his lap. "Simon-" He cuts you off and kisses the tip of your nose. His free hand is on your face as the other rests on your thigh. "Such a good girl," he chuckles when you let him move you around. "I regret telling you about my kinks," you nudge him. "Oh you don't," he grins and nuzzles into your neck. "Good girl~" he whispers. You can't help but blush. "Such a good little slut for me," his lips on your neck, kissing the same spot he had many times claimed as his favourite place.

Your chest to his, one of his hands supporting your back, the other making sure his cock was sliding into you. You look at him, eyes almost closing as his fat cock slips inside your tight cunt. You whimper, biting your lip down only to have his fingers pull on your lips. "C'mon, focus on me, R/N." His voice is so soft like a plea for you only to hear. As he kisses you, his arms wrap around your body, keeping it warm and comfortable. "I won't let go, just trust me." He reassures you when he sees how hesitant you are. His balls slapped against you with each of his thrusts. Your hands are on his shoulders, holding onto him.

His lips on you, never leaving them when in between kisses he whispers sweet nothings and promises for the future. His gaze is on you, a hand on your tummy when he whispers, "I'll pump you full of my kids." Another promise for the future. His fat cock parting your lips, you cry in pleasure and as he groans or grunts he kisses you. "You'll be so beautiful when you're all chubby with my babies, that beautiful belly of yours, carrying my kids," he kisses you again. Your body pressed against him tight. You, the key to his heaven. "I love you," he reminds you, his cock twitching as he paints your walls white. He moans, kisses your shoulder and lets his cum drip from you. You both panting, holding the other with care.

His forehead resting on yours, "God, you're such a beauty." Both of you catching your breath. He kisses your hands that rest on his chest. From your hand to your shoulder, he kissed and repeated in whispers, "I love you, I really love you," it was like a soft reminder of the words you so needed to believe. He kisses your neck and jaw, "To the moon and back," he whispers. You smile and brush your hands on his hair. He hums, "Hmm, just like that," he whispers and leans into your touch. He reaches for a towel and wipes the sweat, and tears from your pretty face. "I love you too, Simon," your stare so soft, so full of love for a man who swore no one would love him.

And he knew he knew best to trust the sweet melody of your voice when you spoke the words all poets died writing. His hands caressing your delicate face. Like all songs about real love, the struggles, the sex and the tears, he wandered to you like a bluebird to a princess, his princess. He lays you back down, massages your body and lays beside you. His eyes never leave you as for the first time in his life he made real love to the woman of his dreams. All other times, it was sex for what sex is, two people, one bed. The art of making love is magical, two lovers, one bed, two lips, two hearts and one home.

Your eyes closed as you sighed, sheets over both your bodies, he smiled, staring at the ceiling. A wish a young soldier made many moons ago, now coming true. "I love you," you repeat, an oath to the gods of the sun and moon. "I love you more," he whispers back, another oath to the gods of love and war. "My only girl," he holds you tight.

A/N: this is what happens when Niall Horan plays as I write smut...

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