#⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ daydreams — rishen 9948e ꒱

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. ˚◞♡ 𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒅! 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 ( 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍'𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒔 )◞ ₊˚

. ˚◞ ꒰ verse 9948e rishen  x male reader ꒱ angel x reader cw: smutty, semi-public sex, rough sex⊹ ۪ ࣪

being a new god and catching the attention of the famed golden boy angel of the divine realms came with many exciting doors opening. . . after all he's such a loyal whore

imagine being a newly ascended god - one of war, and coincidentally catching the eye of the ‘golden-boy’ angel amongst the divine realms - rishen aryielus.

you’d keep to yourself at first, of course. he has worked with you a few times due the nature of your position. but the tension between you grew. the small glances he’d give you - the less than professional looks. the way he would accidentally brush up against you. those sweet, drawled words that would linger in your ears.

this is wrong, is it not? you’re a god now. not a mortal. you couldn’t give into these desires.

especially not with an angel.

right?

and yet when he bounced on your cock in your grand halls like a good little slut, you couldn’t bring yourself to care. when he whines and gasps out shaky - “m-my lord - please, feel s’good” and - “forgive my depravity I - angh - I-I need you, I need you so bad.” . . . there wasn’t a thing in any of the realms that would make you want to stop him.

the way his tight little hole keeps trying to take more of you. how his gold eyes roll back when you snatch his waist and make him take more. fucking up into him with rough snaps of your hips that make him splutter and drool out your title - it was all too much.

the golden-boy of the gods became your personal little whore; and no one would come to know about it. even if there were a few close calls.

like after a meeting when you bent him over one of the grand tables and pounded his tight little ass while he bit into your arm. until he was crying and squirting all over.

like the time your servants almost caught him down on his knees, serving you as he should. taking you down his throat with your hand buried into his brown curls. fucking his mouth and creaming it until his eyes rolled back.

seems like the angel became addicted to your dick. addicted to you. and would find each and every opportunity to squirm beneath you.

your favourite times are surprising him in his citadel. taking him in his sleep and watching as he claws at the pillows. whines out into the air, if only to take whatever appendage you wrap around his mouth. he adores when you take him in your godly form.

he always looks at you with such reverence.

despite the tears in his eyes. despite the way you pump him full of your divine cum.

“p-please my lord - please please can I cum for you? please - I-I’ll be - angh - good,”

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⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ being one of rishen 9948e's angels in training and he likes fucked you senseless the night prior and now you're distracted during the line up the next day with other angels because you keep seeing him, the admiral who pounded you numb, and keep flashing back to the night prior —

and then he calls you out and tells you to pay attention and stop daydreaming,

knows exactly what you're thinking of and his eyes tell you there's a promise for more<3 ꒱

[valentine-cafe]

. ˚◞♡ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍'𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒔 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ angel x reader, cw: somnophilia, dubcon ⊹ ۪ ࣪

guardian angel who gets so tired of you being unable to see him that he just can't help himself when you roll over onto your stomach in your sleep. he curses at himself from nestling himself between your legs, from wrapping his arms around you and burying his face into your neck to inhale your scent. who ruts against your hips, whimpering and gasping your name, wishing you could hear him

how many times had you told him you wished to touch him? how many times had you promised you would once you could see and feel him? how you touched yourself wishing it was him.

he holds onto those thoughts as he fucks your thighs and moans out against your neck messily.

he wishes he could just control himself. but you look so good, asleep, pretty — all for him. he'd hump against you until he released his glimmering cum all over your thighs; a substance you wouldn't be able to feel. not yet at least. but he'll pretend that your little stir and gasp in your sleep was because you did indeed feel him.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍮 ꒱ earth 9948e rishen o'hara ⊹ ۪ ࣪

[valentine-cafe]

something I've been lowkey curious about is Rishen's 9948e's gender fluidity. how much does his appearance change when he feels a shift in gender? does he prefer different pronouns or gendered terms when he feels more fem/androgynous? ....on a more horny note it'd be fun to see rishen all blissed out from being eaten out and their wings getting all twitchy 🤤

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ earth 9948e rishen

˗ˏˋ꒰🥞꒱ angel x reader, cw: explicit ⊹ ۪

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ so! rishen does not mind what pronouns you use for him regardless of what form he is taking. he loves it when people change up and use all different pronouns for him. he also doesn’t mind if someone perceives him with one set of pronouns, he is very comfortable in with is gender and fluidity

depending on rishen’s mood, he can change his entire appearance ( to a more fem or more masc, although he tends to lean towards going more fem and androgynous than masc ). however at times he also just shifts his genitals ( becomes sometimes he can stay in an androgynous form and just prefers to do that )

as for that horny thought. . . he looks so pretty when he’s laying there in his sheets. all blissed out while he clings onto his partner’s hair and weakly grinds his cunt into their mouth. maroon eyes rolling and his wings twitching with every spurt of pleasure.

loves getting eaten out because it feels soooo good and makes him feel so vulnerable. pin his thighs down and fuck him on your tongue and you’ll have him whining all night. clinging to the sheets and eyes crossing as he stupidly stares at the ceiling. it dumbfucks him so bad hhhhhh please eat him out and let him ride your face he wants it so so bad.

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thinking about Rishen 9948e and body worship... doing it all in the name of being "your angel", bringing you to a heaven of your own from his hands... .///.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ earth 9948e Rishen O'hara

˗ˏˋ꒰🍮꒱ Angel x reader, guardian angel x reader, cw: explicit

there's nothing that Rishen loves more than reminding you of just how beautiful your body is, especially with his hands and the actions he can perform through them and their warm, strong and safe touch.

the two of his hands on your skin will always remind you of just how much he can make you feel - it can be from the littlest of touches. from when the pads of his ring and middle finger find your clit and circle it with firm and gentle rubs to when his hands stroke up your sides as he guides you into the pace of your lovemaking, squeezing at the soft curves and corners of your body. his touches are all so very effortless, yet calculated with so much desire to assure you're feeling every amount of pleasure he means to give you. making sure you see just how much he worships every part of you with adoration and purpose.

even his non-sexual touch is chilling, full of love and admiration. so full of wonder and a neverending curiosity itching at the palms of his hands, that make him want to explore every part of you and make you feel amazing.

at times you find him randomly wrapping his arms around you, lips finding your shoulders and moving down your back slowly, his hands moving the opposite way, making their way up to your chest and shoulders. at times you'll have him whisper in your ears softly:

"Amanecer. . . let me touch? por favor? Por favor, luz mía, déjame tocarte y hacerte sentir bien."

[valentine-cafe]

. ˚◞♡ 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒚 —  𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍'𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒔◞ ₊˚

. ˚◞ ꒰ rishen 9948e  x gn reader ꒱ angel x reader ⊹ ۪ ࣪

𖹭. a selection of diary entries featuring the reader writing about their lover ( different characters )

1st Sun, 20

Dear diary

Today I finally trained with the angel they call light.

The rumours are far from true. Instead of a pretentious and spoilt pigeon I was greeted by a smile that surely raised the sun in the morning. Warm eyes that brought a sense of ease to my dread.

Even when I had lost three times; he remained ever as humble. Not once had he made me feel inadequate - and his tender hands helped me up each time.

His palms, soft like the clouds that brush my wings during late afternoon flights.

I saw him take off in the same way earlier.

I hope I see him again.

 

2nd Sun, 6

Dear diary

Perhaps the gods have granted my wishes. I have indeed ran into that wonderful angel once more.

I called him by name today, Rishen. It felt oh so sweet on my tongue - and the way that his golden eyes glimmered gave me quite the flutters. I had not realised how vibrant the amber in his irises were.

I write this in disbelief of myself. I have only met him twice and yet I wish to see him more already.

We were briefed on a mission to the abhorration today. Both of us have been assigned together.

What luck, hmm?

 

2nd Sun, 7

Dear diary

The abhorration is far more formidable than I was prepared for. It is a land of darkness and dread. With miasma bursting at the seams. Malice pouring from every nook and cranny.

And yet I was safe. I felt it - as I flew and stood and fought alongside him.

I fear I speak of him too much in here. Alas I cannot help it.

The way in which our flight and fight was like that of a dance. How we both glided through the air in the symphony of our swords. Like clockwork. Like it was meant to be.

Diary, dearest - it is only the third meeting. And I am already charmed

He saved me from a ghastly hit from a gargantuian. His feathers were all I could behold as he dove before me and fended the beast off oh so effortlessly.

The way he looked back at me with those same warm eyes. Full of concern.

For me.

He touched me so gently.

I fear I am falling.

 

2nd Sun, 26

Dear diary

A month and yet I feel like this. Why do I feel like this?

I have been charmed. I have heard the whispers before of both Nadir and Zenith. The beauty and charisma that is the angel of light.

Golden boy, they call him.

Golden heart, is what they should.

He is of most kind. Most gentleness. I feel as though my heart will ascend to whatever might be beyond both realms every time that he looks at me with that smile.

I have noticed that he now searches for me through the halls at times. Seeking my companionship.

He thinks me humorous. Pleasant.

I cannot be any more grateful. For so is he.

One of my favourite moments is sitting alongside him as he strums the harp. Composing new melodies.

He asked for my opinion the other day — I fear I was so enthralled by his pretty hands adorned in rings and bangles that I had failed to listen thoroughly.

Thankfully, my suggestion did not turn the entire piece upside down.

On another note, I have noticed the way our admirals look at him. Especially the head.

Admiral Ushindi certainly has no way of speaking to Rishen. . . and yet he still holds his head up with such grace.

I wish to defend him. Alas, I feel the admiral would have my head.

But that look in those bright eyes whenever he is reprimanded -

My heart is sore.

 

3nd Sun, 17

Dear diary

I trained with Rishen again today.

It seemed more intense. Yet far from the awful or tiring kind.

It was exhilarating.

Tense.

There were numerous times in which he felt so close. His skin flushed to mine.

His blade to my throat was the sweetest taste of loss I had ever experienced. I yearned for it. For him.

I fear it is getting persistently more difficult to control my own emotions.

How can I when the tip of his sword lifts my chin? When those warm eyes are firm, like the admiral I know he will be.

He spoke so clearly, asked if I had surrendered.

In that moment, I would have surrendered my entire being. For only one chance. 

[valentine-cafe]

. ˚◞♡ 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒙 𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒃/𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒃 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓◞ ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ grim reapers x reader, demons x reader, angel x reader, snake monsters x reader, mantis monsters x reader, moth monsters x reader, spider monsters x reader, cw: breeding, so much creampie, lots of rough fucking, marking, scenting ⊹ ۪ ࣪

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ TALISEN 781 ꒱ surprised you. reapers revert back to their normal form when they are in heat. so when you walked into the dorm and saw a tall figure in the kitchen, pitch black eyes, long claws, pale skin and gems scattering said pale skin. . . well, needless to say you were a bit thrown off. befitting, considering you were thrown onto the bed soon after. "tell me to -" he'd heave, pinning you under his weight. throbbing cock already humping between your thighs. "tell me to stop and I will -" talisen's eyes find yours, maroon slits pouring into yours as those sharp claws rip away at the fabric of your clothes. "but I can't be gentle with you right now." he fucked you in a multitude of positions, especially on your back so that you could see him breeding you. so that you could look into his eyes as he spilled into you again and again. "that's it - thatt'tt'ss it, taking it so well." just wait till his snake heat kicks in. 

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ RISHEN 781 ꒱ snatched you with his silk when you found his section of the dorm full of thick webs, like a large cacoon. insisting that he made a nest for the both of you. showing off the afformentioned 'nest' after snatching you in, which was an arrangement of pillows and blankets. with the large sheets of silk forming a sort of cave for the both of you. he's humping on your knee before you know it, whining, pleading for you to pump him full/ride him so that he can. he'd cum so much, either around your hand or inside of you. "b-baby - baby please - ah," he'd whine as he makes you bounce on his cock wildly. "n-need you to breed me - please, please? please baby p-please I'm yours," he's got three different heats that all proceed one another, you just happened to see his spider heat. . . get ready for moth and mantis. expect lots of head for the mantis.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ JÌNGYÍ 209 ꒱ had it bad. both snake and reaper heat? you awoke to the man coiled up around you, his elongated body holding you up against him as he squirted a load into you. it seems he had been very busy while you were asleep. and upon seeing that you were awake? he excitedly snapped his hips against yours with increasing fervour. "sorry baby - fuck - needed to fill you up - need to start early, hmm?" his panting against your neck is followed by the unhinging of his jaw, which he quickly clamps around your throat. nearly wrapping around the entirety as he shoves you down, fucking you for as long as he saw fit.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ RISHEN 209 ꒱ was at work when it hit, and he immediately locked himself up within his office. well, until you stumbled in. seeing no lights and silk everywhere. as though he had been preparing for your arrival. and when you were there? you were bound by sticky silk, sprawled out on one of the webs spread across the room. he'd pant like an animal as he drove into you again and again. filling you up with desperate whines and gasps. "I-I don't care - it'll take - it'll fucking take, I'll breed you." he whines, ignoring his inferitility. not now. not when he was so deep in heat, so deep inside of you. when you looked so pretty, covered in his silk and sprawled on his webs. his tentacles would also play a part in holding you down, pumping more of his seed down your throat. he'll breed you wherever he can.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ HAITĀO 209 ꒱ had to come home from work. and what did you see? dioxazine gems all over his skin and luu'leriel switching, showing a series of shadowed tendrils that reach out for you almost immediately. pulling away at your clothes while haitao hisses at him to be patient. but it's all in vain, he wanted you just as much. so he just decided to take you against the floor. flushed against your stomach as he pounded you into the wooden tiles. luu'leriel practically salivating as his tendrils touched you all over. two wrenching your thighs open. another circling your clit/tip. another around your throat, one down your mouth, two fiddling with your nipples - all while haitao kept fucking deep. grunting, groaning, taking out all of his post mission frustration out through his heat. "fuck sweetheart, love that don't you? love getting filled up by gege."

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ HÀOYÚ 9948E ꒱ locked himself up in his apartment, humping his pillow sloppily and imagining that it was you. he hadn't had the chance to tell you about his heat yet, he didn't want to expose you to this. but when you just came strolling in? looking for him? calling for him in that sweet, sweet voice of yours. . . he couldn't stop himself. you had a grim reaper practically folding you in two and fucking you like a madman. one clawed hand gripping onto your thigh and making sure it stays to your chest while the other stayed firmly around your throat. "gonna - gonna keep filling you up. you don't mind, yeah bǎobèi? hah - w-want me to breed you - yeah, that's why you came here," he'd groan, limping his head into your neck and fucking faster.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ JÌNGYÍ 9948E ꒱ called you up in the middle of the night. panting and whining down the phone. you could practically hear him jerking himself off - sloppily too. "b-baby please, please I need you - need you so fucking bad please." he sensed you the second you were at his doorstep - and let's just say the moment that the door was shut he was fucking you up against it. chest flushed against the cold surface as his thrusts made you practically bounce up. he'd eventually just grab you and spin you around, hoisting you up with his sheer strength. his already mascular form looking even more imposing with his reaper features. showing you his black eyes and even sharper teeth as he rams into you again and again. "please - fuck - s'good; feels. . . a-always feels so fucking good."

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ YIZÉ 9948E ꒱ had to leave his mission early because all he could imagine was fucking you into the sheets. making you bounce on his cock until you were spluttering, full. he found you back home and let's just say that he did exactly that. barely even got his tactical gear off before you were riding him - well; being his little ragdoll, actually. with his clawed hands clinging onto your waist and bouncing you erratically. driving himself into you with sharp pants and groans. "been dreaming of this pussy/ass all fucking day qīn'ài. couldn't wait t-to just come home and fill it up." he'd pin you down flat soon after. ramming into you with a force that had the headboard slamming into the wall repeatedly. gemstones on his skin grazing up against yours.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ RISHEN 9948E ꒱ was in a state. angel heats are always the worst. he doesn't know whether he wants to fuck you or let you fuck him. so there was all kinds of switching. so much marking. clawing at your skin, biting, leaving his scent all over you when he finally dragged you to the 'nest' that he made for you within his room. his large wings clinging around you. all three of them. making it so that you couldn't escape as he scented and pumped you full. "y-you are mine right? right? my mate - m'fucking mate - gonna- ah - look s'pretty all swollen, so full." when he was done he'd wash you off in his grand pools. . . if only to shove you up over the edge and fuck you there too. till you could barely feel your legs. his glittery cum was all over you, and he'd simply swipe it with his fingers and stuff it into you.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ HAITĀO 9948E ꒱ tried humping against his mattress. tried jerking himself off. fingering himself, but nothing worked. he needed you. needed to feel you on his cock/snapping into him until he was nice and full. he wanted to hide away, but when you came to check on him he just couldn't help himself. with whines and whimpers he was grinding on your thigh. begging for you. pleading for something, anything. so when you decided to ride him while all he could do was cling onto the sheets and whimper for you to breed him - well, he was more than pleased. "p-pleas-e. . . hngh bǎobèi p-please - need you - need you s-so bad." ends with him scratching up your thighs with his claws from how tightly he clung onto them.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ SEONG-JIN 9948E ꒱ had you thinking that you walked into some biblcally accurate angel when you came into his office during one of his lunch breaks. you could barely even recognise him - but his hands were all over you. multiple, ushering you to his desk so he could have you. giving rushed, hushed explanations of what this was. what he needed. you felt him everywhere, everywhere. pleasure filled the entirety of your body as you looked up into what you assumed to be his face. your eyes rolled back as two sets of hands held your thighs open. as multiple hands roamed all over, groping and pleasuring. a large cock fucking you full with his glimmering cum. making your head spin as your body simply remained limp. somewhere in the air for all you knew, as he kept twisting you into different positions and breeding you however he possibly could. "taking it so fucking well," his voice would echo around you. "come on - yeah you can take a bit more — ngh. . . not done till you're full."

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ JÌNGYÍ 1311 ꒱ was coiled up in his workshop, having reverted to his half-snake form. he was shivering, and when you came in he initially tried to urge you away. . . but he just couldn't help himself when you insisted on staying, before you knew it, his long, large tail was coiled around your entirety - your legs hooked over his waist as he leaned you against the table. holding you up with the strength of his tail alone as he fucked into you wildly, spilling all over while his elongated tongue practically shoved down your throat. "that'ss - that's it - fuck, qīn'ài need to fuck this pussy/ass full. y-you can take it right? yesss of course you can, y're my good little mate." his whine would come because he's snapping into you more erratically. coiling you into all sorts of positions so he can deposit his seed deep into you. the tip of his tail would find a way to play with your clit/tip through it all.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ JÌNGYÍ VERSELESS ꒱ was originally in his half-demon form when you stumbled into the citadel as you always do. this tall, imposing figure was all you saw before he'd have you sprawled out on his floor. demon heats can get agressive so expect lots of biting, marking and especially scenting. he'd be sure to re-establish his mate marking on you as well, so that everyone in the abhorration knew you were his. at one point you'd cling onto his horns as he fucked you wildly into the floor. and when he got too into it? he shifted to his full form. a disfigured, all-consuming shadow that englulfed you whole. fucking every hole he possible could. filling his hot, dark cum wherever he could, wherever he felt the need. "so perfect - such a perfect mate. my mate. gonna breed you full. make sure they all know - mngh. . . see how they fuckin' look at you. you're mine, you're full of my seed. mine."

[valentine-cafe]

Imagine being a demon and fucking 9948e Rishen until he's drooling on your cock. Even his wings are damp and he's begging for a break.

Imagine snatching him by the hair to force his head back. To snap your balls against his tight ass again and again. Grab his dick and jerk him off so he is crying.

"oh what a good, good angel you are. taking a demon's cock like a champ. wonder what the gods would think. that their precious boy is a slut for sin."

And he's just babbling. And stretching around your huge dick. And cumming and cumming and cumming and hh

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ earth 9948e rishen

˗ˏˋ꒰🍰꒱ angel x reader ⊹ ۪

“p-pleasepleasepleaseplease anghhh,”

is all you would hear, a whine on every one of your thrusts that shake his lean body. wings furling and fluttering, feathers dangling for the position you have him in has him arching his back in a perfect slope.

there was no counting the amount of times he’d squirt his glittery cum. all while crying and clinging onto you. raking his nails down your shoulders or reaching up to cling onto your horns as you fuck him into the floor.

it’s heated. it’s messy. he can’t keep his hands off of you or keep himself from creaming himself again and again. at times you’d overstimulate him to the point he’s cumming on every thrust. sobs of pleasure leaving him as his pretty eyes roll back into his skull.

shut him up by making him suck you off instead. watch as his teary eyes look up through thick wet lashes for approval. watch as he crumbles and chokes on your dick fucking his throat or whenever you grab onto his wings and rub.

he’s especially helpless when you force him onto his knees and fuck him from behind. his scarlet painted nails clawing at the ground. his body looking so small and fragile. a far cry from the admiral of the astral sea that makes demons and calamities quake.

no, now he’s tilting his head back. eyes crossed and begging for a kiss as you curl your towering form over him. never letting up on the pounding on his ass yet leaning down to delve your long tongue down his throat.

he’d serve you like a god that night. crying your name out with an angelic voice and begging you to keep going. pleading, whining. saying that it is all he ever needs. that he would visit the crimson realm every night if it meant feeling this again.

[valentine-cafe]

. ˚◞♡ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍'𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒔 𝒙 𝒈𝒏! 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ angel x reader, cw: explicit, glitter cum ⊹ ۪ ࣪

angel boyfriend rishen whose cum is all pretty and glittery gold so you've grown obsessed with seeing it. watching as he messily pumps into your hand wrapped around his pulsing cock. whimpering and pleading for a break as he flicks his head back when you squeeze at his base. his usual smart mouth and flirty tones nowhere to be seen as you make him squirt time after time.

“m-mi amanecer, por favor,” he'd gasp, his golden tears dripping down his face along with specks of his sparkly cum that splashed him too. spots that you lick away after grabbing his face and fucking your hand on him once more. watching the glitter coat your palm, watching him arch his back and unfurl his wings.

sucking him off so that the shine is dripping down your neck and coating your chest. degrading him for making such a mess of you while all he can do is whimper. pretty gold eyes practically pleading for you to ride him.

oh it was a delight to see all that pretty cum leaking out of you while you rode him until he was seeing stars. how he clung to your hips and ground his weeping dick up into all of your sweet spots. begging you for more, while also pleading for a break. he's so indecisive, and so you pull on his wing and watch as he cums again — glitter oozing out of you and dripping onto his bronze skin.

"p-please, oh please - n-no puedo, no p-puedo más it's t-too much — mngh, pleasepleaseplease," he'd whine when you roll him on top instead. having him fuck your thighs sloppily and spill more of his glowing essence all over your skin. have him suckling on your nipples while he cries his pretty tears and fucks you however you demand him to. as though it's his duty given by the gods themselves. as though all he serves is you.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍰 ꒱ earth 9948e rishen herrera ⊹ ۪ ࣪