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⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ 1311 jingyi / reader / alessio ꒱ one of your boyfriends goes out of the country and calls you up. yet it would seem your other boyfriend is already taking advantage of the situation and fucking you as much as he possibly can.

𖹭. content warnings◞  explicit content . penetrative sex . hand job . phone sex . rough sex . degradation . dumbification . creampie . threesome . multiple orgasms . jingyi is playing switch & is whiney . 1.6k

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“Are you touching yourself, hermoso?”

The deep, grave rumble of his voice stiffles your own in your throat. You swallow, trying to get rid of the lump of mewls and whines that settled itself. Alas, all you could do was buck your hips meekly as your hand presses the phone closer to your ear.

“H-Huh? Course not - of course not. . . Alessio. . .”

You sure did a poor job at convincing him. The strain in your tone combined with your stuttered pants did little to shoot down his accusations. Well. He is still only half right.

“Yeah?” Muses the voice on the other end. You hear the creak of a chair and assume he’s settled in his hotel for the night. While you were less than keen at the idea of Alessio leaving for a few days to handle ‘business’ - you failed to realise what the ramifications of that would entail.

Your ass plaps softly. Just missing the line of the call. A large hand grips onto your hips and yanks you back again. So that your back flushes further into a cold chest. Another arm wraps tightly around your middle, holding you still as slow yet powerful thrusts shake your body and the bed.

Jìngyí always had quite the appetite. Especially now that Alessio was away and he had you all to himself. Of course he wasted no time in pushing into you when you were on the verge of sleep. What a way to wake you right up and keep you in his company for longer.

“So what’s with the panting then, amor? Or are ya that happy to see me, eh?”

Alessio’s croon makes you click your tongue. Bite on your lip and try to keep your hips still as your other boyfriend abruptly speeds his thrusts up. A feral wet slapping fills the room as his hand slips to your thigh, shoves it open - and the other reaches down to palm at your spurting dick. A whisper of hushes, hissed praises meets your ear to top it off.

With a gasp and a choked cry - you barely have time to answer Alessio. Instead, your head falls into the pillow and you whine out oh so loudly. A stammered - “J-Jìng - Jin - yí-!”

You hear the other’s breath hitch over the line and at last, Jìngyí speaks up with a breathless chuckle and words tightened by a clenched jaw. “Pretty lil’ thing’s so messy when you’re not here - fuck - you should see him.”

To accentuate the wet slaps - Jìngyí angles his thrusts and shoves your thighs together. A cold grin falling to his lips when you buck back into him and sob his name down the phone. He can already see Alessio burning green yet painfully hard. He knows his fiance well enough by now.

“Oh,” hums Alessio. You can hear the faintest clear of his throat and another creek of the chair over the line. “Oh I see how it is - you’re both having fun in my absence yeah?”

Jìngyí rolls his eyes. Hands promptly grabbing onto your body and roughly shoving you into the sheets. His weight cramped down on you so that you have no choice but to melt into the sheets as he starts pounding your pretty little ass. Until you are whining out sobs and hiccups through the room and down the phone. His cock stretches your rim out so perfectly - and his aggressive thrusts make you see stars.

A hand tightens around your head. Pushing it down into the plush of pillows as he pours the pure frustration of this week out onto your poor thighs and shaking body.

“A-Ah - ah - ah - ah!”

You slur into the casing. Fingers tight around the fabric. For a moment you had completely forgotten about your other boyfriend over the phone. Until you hear his low grumble.

“Jìngyí.”

The name makes the one above you falter. But he bites down on his lips and narrows his white eyes. Slamming his hips forward so that he might fuck into you shallowly. But it is evident with the sudden atmosphere dripping from your phone’s speaker - something has stirred within him.

The click of a tongue is what sounds through next. Followed by a tutting noise. “Tan lindo ( cute ) . . . what didya think you’d have us both?” Alessio grunts over the line. You hear the shuffling of fabric — and the idea of him sitting there. All alone and stroking at his hard dick leaves you drooling even more. If the way you were squirting over the sheets wasn’t doing enough for you.

“Shut up,” hisses Jìngyí. His body cranes over yours and he continues his movements without falter. Although with a few more whining moans. “You’re not taking lead when -” a clear of his throat. “Y-You are fuckin’. . . countries away.”

Another croon. This time Alessio’s voice takes on a sweet lilt. “Won’t I baby? You might be fucking him sore but I know that whine from anywhere. You’re not getting your way this time.”

That’s how it is with these two. A constant fight for domination and control. Suppose you expected that when you entered a relationship with two tops. If you were not sprawled out on the mattress and being fucked raw - you might have teased Jìngyí for losing this time.

His pace becomes a little sloppy. A bit haphazard the more that Alessio speaks to him. He has the need to claw at you. Control you. But he cannot help but abide by some of the commands thrown his way.

“That all you can do baby? Oh come on, know you can pound him harder. Or are ya playing the pathetic slut t’night?”

And so Jìngyí’s hips somehow gained even more power. Crushing yours into the sheets as he brings his forearms own on either side of your head. His noises both guttural and whiney all the same as he starts fucking into you wildly. Faster. Harder. In every way that makes you whine out his name — and Alessio’s while you’re at it.

All you can do is roll your eyes back. Part your lips and let out your own slew of whines when his rough, large hand cups around your jaw. Forces your head to the side so that he can kiss you all messy. His elongated tongue shoving past your quivering lips and down your throat. So that he might at least have some kind of advantage.

The thin sheets cling onto your body. Like a second sheen of sweat that coats you full. The front of your thighs roughly hump against the mattress, creating the perfect friction for your throbbing, wet dick.

You try to whine for him. Tell him to slow down a bit; but is that really what you want? After all it was you that sleepily grinded into him with all your little whines. It was you that started all of this.

“What ‘bout his cute little dick? You playing with it enough?”

A small rasp of air leaves Jìngyí from the voice of his lover. His hand immediately scrambling to hook around you. Palm and fingers wrapped around your quivering cock once again and pumping messily. His thumb swirling at your tip as though to apologise for his neglect.

The sudden sparks of pleasure to your already overstimmed body makes you cry out. A slur and confused mixture of both of their names pouring from your moist lips as you squirt into the sheets again. And again - and again.

All the while, Jìngyí refuses to let up his thrusts. His whines and groans catching the attention of Alessio who you can already hear palming at his own dick. Probably squeezing around his tip and trying his utmost hardest not to cream himself from the slew of lewd noises pouring out of his phone.

“You gonna cum, cariño? Yeah? Gonna stuff them full?”

“A-Alessioooo,” whines Jìngyí, he cannot stop himself from doing just that. His thrusts faltering and dick tensing for but a moment before he snaps and spurts ropes of icy, cold cum into your awaiting hole. The way he collapses into you with a gasp and starts aggressively, shallowly, humping into you again and again spurts out the thick substance down your thighs.

Not to worry. He’ll stuff you full even more.

Of course you follow quickly after. The feel of him painting your walls has your head dizzy and you can only clench. Squirt yourself. And whine down the call.

“Looks like the little whore couldn’t help himself either - hah,”

Alessio’s degradation makes you bite your lip. If only for your head to limp when another order meets Jìngyí’s ears and he’s following like an obedient puppy. Rolling over and pulling you onto his lap. His face flushed and eyes glossy but his expression ever as cold when he takes control over you.

His hips snap up in quick succession to his fiance’s command. Making you bounce like a ragdoll on his throbbing cock that forms a ring of cream at the base. The prominent veins thrumming against your gummy walls. Clawed hands dig into your soft thighs and he grunts up at you.

“Th-Thatt’ssss it - that’s it - yeah, th-that’s it pretty boy.”

His grunt strains a whine. You can all but limp into him. Try and fail to keep up with his rough pounds that send ripples through your plush ass.

Through it all you hear a stiffled sound over the call. A grunt followed by a long groan. You can only imagine that Alessio has stained his hand at last. His hips messily bucking into his own palm. But the both of you are well aware of his insatiable libido. So it is no surprise when his voice drips out of the speaker. Low and raspy.

“Put camera on. Wanna see you fuck and cream our slutty boy full.”

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. ˚◞♡ top angel boyfriend x bttm male reader ꒰ kinktober: overstimulation ꒱◞ ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ orion / bttm male reader ꒱ for some reason you thought it would be a great idea to be a brat towards your lieutenant angel boyfriend. . . 

𖹭. content warnings◞  explicit content . overstimulation . dacryphillia . degradation . multiple orgasms . creampie . handjob . nipple play . penetrative sex . rough sex . 1.2k

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“Will you come again, pretty boy? Already?”

The mocking whisper to your ear follows a deep chuckle. One that shoots straight to your throbbing cock that weeps within his delicate hand. To think that the feeling of silk could jerk three orgasms and more out of you.

You cannot respond to his tease. The pillow comforts your head that tilts back into it. Wrinkled like the sheets that you grip beneath your fingers as your hips steer into his hand shakily. A few pathetic bucks here. Some messy grinds there. All while moans pour from your lips just as your tip spills all over his hand. As your hole clenching around nothing leaks with the evidence of his rough-fucking.

“O-Orion -”

A spank to your thigh. Claws sting your flesh as they dig in. The grand sound of a great flap follows shadows casting over your face as his large wings curl around to trap you further against the mattress. Make you remember just how consumed by him you are.

The angel licks the top row of his teeth. His palm twists and jerks. Faster. Accentuating the wet squelches of your weeping dick. “Oh darling,” he croons. His towering figure leans over you - strands of his long dark hair tickle your face and shoulders.

From below you feel his wet cock grinding against your thighs once more. As though he hasn’t already filled you up for who-knows-how-many rounds. Your lover had a stamina that put even the gods to shame.

His thumb, calloused from years of wielding a sword, swirls around your tip. Strokes along the little slit that has you mewling. The little tears at your eyes squeeze out and drip down your face. Your lips press into a thin line and you reach a shaky hand down to grip onto his wrist.

“Ori - O-Orion please - please t-t - s’too much -”

“Oh?”

His thumb swirls quicker. Free fingers squeezing around your poor dick in a way that had you cumming again. You choke out a sob — but it’s not enough to sate his sadism. Oh, id the angel love seeing you cry.

“Now it is too much - my love? That was not the case when you were grinding up against me before my shift like a little slut, right?” His thumb presses further. Rubs tighter. His jaw clenches. “Right?”

Pleasure rakes through your body and spills more tears from your eyes. Through another orgasm, your hole clenches at the memory of him. One you will quickly relieve when the head of his cock presses to your leaking rim.

“C-Can’t -” your eyes widen. If only to roll back when that warm feeling fills you once more. Stretching out your poor little ass as it always does. He eases himself in with such care despite the harshness in his eyes. The gruffness in his grunt.

His hands shoot down to squeeze at the softness of your thighs and he stifflles a gasp at the feel of you squeezing around him once more.

“Oriiioooonnn -”

“Shut. It.”

Your complain is silenced by the crushing ice of his lips. Passionate and fiery to contrast their cool temperature. Your palms itch and reach up to wrap around the back of his neck. But you are sorely halted when he instead shoves your thighs back. Pushing your knees until they are flushed to your chest and you are bent so prettily for him.

His lips part yours with a string of saliva - and he strains his neck to press heated kisses to yours. Before he’s parting once more. The warm brown of his eyes makes your heart flutter - but the way that his irises blow out remind you just how feral you drove him.

And while he is in heat too . . . what were you thinking?

The new positions allows for the perfect angle. Your dazed eyes catch sight just as he bottoms out. Your hole flutters at the vision. Squeezing around his dick and spurting out a ring of cream from the previous rounds of him filling you up.

“Such a needy. . . hah - thing. . .” He wastes no time in snapping his hips against yours. You can take it. “And you said that you could take no more? Why, I think you are taking me just fine.”

Orion shallows and fucks into you quickly. Hips smacking against your erratically and forming a sinful symphony to join your chorus of lewd moans. His balls slap against your ass with these shallow thrusts. Joining the melody of absolute desperation.

You wish to dig your fingers into his hair. His shoulders. Something of him. Alas you have to settle for the sheets as he draws out another climax out of you without mercy.

Your lips part and you whine at his croon. Oh how cruel you lover is - but you suppose that you deserve it with the way that you teased him earlier.

It is at the sight of your cock spilling and semi-limping that Orion chuckles. His thrusts now drawing out so that he might witness the way you clench. The way you whimper and spill your tears. The tilt of your head and the parting of your lips that slew with drool.

“What is this my love? Cannot take any more?”

His hand finds its rightful place around your cock once more. A light squeeze followed by rough jerks that urge a few pitiful hiccups from the base of your throat.

“C-Can’t - angh - ahhnhh -”

You’ve said that before. Your dick has already fallen limp after the third round of being fucked on your tummy. As always - Orion simply jerked you off and kept going until you were hard and throbbing again.

“Such a pathetic thing.” Groans your lover. His head dips so that his lips circle one of your nipples. Sucking down and grazing his teeth along the soft flesh. That combined with his rough, feral pounds and the jerking of his hand - was enough to have your eyes rolling back into your skull. For your dick to harden right back up and squirt almost instantly.

The sob that leaves your lips follows a series of whines and whimpers. But he does not stop. His mouth switches over to the other nipple and his thumb carelessly rubs at your tip. Everything felt heated. You could barely think straight. See straight. At one point you thought you were on the verge of passing out - and still he continued. His own breathing ragged and his own cock spilling within you again and again. Stuffing you full, just as you deserve.

When he finally pulls away from your wet and bite-ridden chest - when his thumb finally slows down a bit on your poor, throbbing tip. He grins at the sight of you. Yet his thrusts continue. Tempered. Frustrated. His clawed hands dig into your thighs and bring you back down into the slamming of his hips. As though he needed any more force.

“Do you feel that?” He whispers right above your head as he leans down in the slightest. His heavy pants filling the room and mixing with your oh so desperate sounds. “Feel that pretty boy? That’s this tight little hole finally learning some fucking manners.”

A spank your thigh. His lips press rough kisses down the front of your throat as he spills once more. Messing up your lower half - as though your constantly squirting cock wasn’t doing the job well enough.

“You are going. . . mmngh. . . you are going to keep taking it - mhhm. Keep taking it, since you wanted it so bad.”

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. ˚◞♡ bttm sorcerer god boyfriend x top afab reader  ꒰ kinktober: pegging ꒱◞ ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ 164 alessio / fem reader ꒱ your sorcerer boyfriend lost a bet and you decide it'll be the perfect opportunity for you to pull out your new strap 

𖹭. content warnings◞  explicit content . pegging . degradation . handjob . nipple play . mentions of fingering . 1.1k

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“You’ve taken dick before. Don’t see how this should be any different.”

You grin at the little eye that he casts you from beneath his heavy lids. Ragged pants shake his body and goosebumps run up his alms and down his legs. To think that you could put hm through such intense orgasms from just your hand wrapped around his dick or fingers pressing into him.

Muscles taut. He tenses and tugs at the restraints that you had bound his arms with. In reality - nothing could hold a being of his calibre. But much to his dismay and your pleasure; your beloved sorcerer lost a bet.

Which is why he lays there. Covered in his own fluids. Dick still pulsing. And your imitation of a cock strapped around your waist.

“N-Not . . . not the point -” he tries to keep his voice steady. But he can barely think straight when you run a sly tongue along the underside of his twitching dick. Tracing along that one vein that urges a whine from the back of his throat.

You collect the streams of his cum and rub it along the length of your strap. A content hum is all that leaves your lips. To have your typically dominant lover who pulls and pushes you around in bed all helpless beneath you is certainly a confidence boost.

“Oh I think you’ll do just fine. Stop whining.” You press the tip of your index along the slit of his tip and lightly stroke. Grinning at the way his lower lip quiver and the piercing on it glistens with drool.

Of course you applied lube all over the toy as well. While you were making him see stars - you didn’t want to hurt him. Then again, with the way that he takes your other lover and his husband. . . you are certain he’ll be more than fine.

Your hand reaches up to gently stroke along one of his black horns. Alessio whimpers, the slits of his emerald eyes dilating and fluttering as he bucks his hips up into nothing. You have to bite on your lip to conceal your smirk. For the gentle stroking would turn into a harsh yank as your free hand simultaneously pushes the head of the toy into his tight rim. Your hips buck to ease the rest in and the gasp that leaves his lips from your rough actions has him shuddering.

“Amor. . .”

He whines out. You jerk your hand along the base of his horn tighter and his arrowed-tail bats against the mattress - if only to hook around your thigh when you start easing entire dildo into him. “A-Amor - please,” your hand flicks down onto to pinch at his nipple. Pulling on his piercing there too.

“Whine so fucking much. Is that all you’re good for?” Your brow arches and earns another whimper from his lips. His squirms in the slightest and parts his lips. Despite his best efforts to hold his noises back, with the way that you began humping against him, he could barely suppress even the faintest of gasps.

You know your lover. Know that he likes it rough. So you give him exactly that. Snapping your hips at a feral pace so that the toy grinds into every bundle of nerves that you had memorised when your fingers were knuckles-deep inside of him.

The wet slapping that fills the room is of the most lewd. But nothing compares to his noises. The way his head limps back and his whines sing into the air. Ebony claws dig around the restraints and he yearns to simply rip them off. Cling onto you in any way that he can.

Alas, he is one that values bets.

His throat bobs when you angle your thrusts a bit. Drawing them out and slamming into one spot that has him hiccuping.

“Angh - dios pl-please-”

“Take it so well baby. . . look at you.”

Your hand runs down his chest. Making sure to flick at his nipple in the slightest before your hand cups around his dick for a few good pumps. Your fingers then find their destination. Slowly circling around his tight rim that takes your strap so well. Squelching and clinging onto the silicone as though begging it to never leave.

“That’s all you’re good for right? Taking cock? Don’t care if it’s fake or not.” A loud thwack fills the room. The back of his thigh is painted red from your harsh smack. Your palm squeezes around the tender flesh before you shove it back. His knee knocks into his chest and he stifles a sob when you press down over him. Your hips ramming into his with an intensity that has his eyes rolling back.

“A-Ah - ah! Ah!” Choked whines slip from his drooling lips. The rasp in his voice sound so pretty when he’s moaning like a slut for you. Adds such a wonderful accentuation to his whining noises. “Amor - amoor - I-I’ll cum - g-gonna cum - please pleasepleaseplease.”

He cries out and your hand in turn jerks down to pump at his twitching dick with purpose. Thumb swirling around the already leaking tip. Croons filling his pointed ear after you litter kisses all over his chest and the front of his throat.

“Yeah? Gonna cum? Gonna do all you’re good for?”

The noise that leaves him is most depraved. His hips weakly bucking into yours. If he was in any sober state of mind he might have been surprised by just how much strength your thrusts had. Just how easy it is for you to twist and manhandle him in ways that only he has done to you through the relationship.

His elongated tongue pokes out in the slightest. The drool making you chuckle. Of course you lean down to give it a few suckles as you drive him into a state of pure bliss.

You feel him pulse. Hear that whimpering moan as he bucks up into your hips and squirts in thick strings of cum all over you tummy and thighs. All while you consume his noises with lips fervently pressed against his. Thrusts still ramming into him.

You see tears begin to prick at his eyes when you pull away - and your grin widens. “Any different, my love? Feels just as good doesn’t it?”

You dip your head down to his heated one. Your hand cupping along his tear-stained face. Your pace steady, rough - something that has his eyes fluttering and rolling back.

Your palm pats at his cheek. “Cause you’re gonna keep taking it like a good boy, aren’t you?”

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. ˚◞♡ sorceress girlfriend x fem reader ꒰ kinktober: somnphillia ꒱◞ ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ 9819 denara / fem reader ꒱ your sorcerer girlfriend feels bad after she has to cancel the night she promised you. she decides to apologise by making you feel good when she sees you curled up and asleep on the bed

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she promised you dinner and cuddles all night long as celebration for your new promotion. the last thing she expected was for work to hold her back due to an emergency.

she’d called you up an hour before her shift would have ended. apologising so profusely that she could not see through the plans of your special evening. oh, what a doll you were - assuring her that it was not her fault and that the circumstances were out of her hand.

yet denara knows you well. even if you are the most kind, accepting person that she knows. she could hear the thickness in your voice. the tinge of disappointment. it’s all she could think about as she scurried through the clinic to tend to the slew of new patients. her heart ached at the thought of your teary eyes. of your lonely figure huddled up on the sofa and eating a dinner both of you should shared.

one can imagine how she felt when she eventually came back home. saw your figure all curled up on the bed and shivering beneath the blankets. she knows how cold you get in the winter - no matter how many duvets and comforters you throw onto the mattress.

a pull at her soul. a crack to her very being as she slowly settles beside the bed and brushes her hand over your face. oh; if she could. if she could only have changed things. if the universe had only been a bit kinder.

she knows it is not too big of a deal. that celebrations can always be thrown later in the week. but it did not sit right with her to simply leave you here. asleep and cold. without even a hint of the promises she had made.

her dark, coffin-shaped nails gently rake long your scalp. her eyes shut, if only to re-open in a glow of silver. at the very least she could give you a dream of her. pull out any nightmares or swirls of confusion.

a dream to give you the utmost pleasure. all while she worked on her apology between your legs. her fingers hooked into your sleeping shorts and ever so slowly pulling the fabric down your thighs. returning warmth to them with a trail of kisses along your soft skin. a caress of her hands at you hips.

all the while, her eyes would remain on you. the face that you made in response to your dream. she made sure to give you the most depraved of imageries. and by the looks of your slowly dampening panties. . . it was working.

her lips move along your damp slit apologetically. nursing your clit with a slow swirl of her tongue. a stroke of your entrance with her index knuckle. denara is always slow in the way that she eats you out. wishing to savour your nectar on her tongue. worship you in such an earnest way. she’s always sincere with you.

your soft stirs and traces of moans twist a heat in her own core. it motivated her to press her lips up against your panties and oh so slowly grind. she loves the way that your legs twitch. how your chest rises and falls in a stuttered way. another motivator. this time her nails hook into the hem of your panties and gracefully pull them down your thighs.

“so wet for me, my love. . .”

her breath is hot against your slick. she smiles at the little whine that graces her ears. she’s fairly certain that you are halfway through getting tongue-fucked in your dream. she can see it in the way your pretty pussy leaks a puddle onto the dark sheets.

her true apology comes when her tongue sticks out and runs a long, tender lick along your slit. she whines both at your sweet taste and the hitch of your breath. her hands trail up and cup your thighs. so gently pushing them wider apart so that she might delve herself into your nectar. she had neglected her lunch break at work in any case. this is just what she needs to sate her hunger.

red lips press a trail of wet kisses along your slit. up, down - then up again. so that they might wrap around your clit. suckle lightly until your head tosses back. she has to squeeze down on your thigh to stop herself from drawing you out of the dream. so that she might see your gorgeous eyes on her as she makes up for the night lost.

minding her antlers - she takes only a breath before she buries herself between your thighs. her tongue pressing into your sweet cunt. it elongates so that she much fuck your tight walls. feel the way that you clench around it. her eyes roll back at the sensation. her thumb finds your clit to swirls and rub you all the way to your first orgasm.

“darling,” she gasps out. wasting not a drop of your essence. she’d take you for a second round. a third. anything to have your cunt twitching and your sleepy moans to grow louder.

it took all of her restraint to keep you in the realm of dreams. just a bit longer, she promises herself as she finally finds the will to draw herself away from your messy pussy.

with a bite of her lip, denara opens the bedside draw with but a flick of her wrist. her hand fumbles and pulls out the newest addition to your toy collection. the double-ended dildo she’s been waiting to try out with you.

it took herself a little bit of prepping. with the way you were responding to her in your sleep? she was slick enough. with some added lube she was good to go - but focused first on settling the front end into you.

she feels you stir. a small murmur spells your head into a state of sleep once more. she’ll allow you to wake soon. but for now - the idea of you out cold wild she pleasures your pretty little body has her cunt throbbing.

perfect for taking the other end of the dildo once she’s got the first settled into you. denara has always been a loud one. her moans spill and she has to bite down on her lower lip to keep them on the low. for now at least.

for a moment she’s still. a bright red finding her face and her pants filling the air. the mere sight of you induces her wetness. laid there all pretty with your brows slightly scrunched and your lips propped in a small parting.

“look so pretty, my love. . . ah - s-so . . . so pretty.” she brushes her dark hair over her shoulder. two soft hands coming down to roll your night shirt up over your breasts. so that she might feel them squishing into hers when positions herself over you. the perfect angle to start humping against your hips. feel the toy push in and out of her. her cunt twitching and clenching at the feel of heart fluttering against her chest. your heat. the sound of your moans. everything.

red lipstick litters your neck. her hand squeezes at your thigh again if only to lift your leg over her waist. your moans are choked - sleepy. it’s in that moment she decides to finally lift the spell.

just as she begins to quickly, desperately, hump into you. a small - ah ah ah - easing into the air from her swollen lips. quickly joined by your own slew of noises as your eyes flutter and you begin to stir awake.

her tummy twists. she pulls back just enough to see your half-lidded eyes riddles with confusion. all the sorceress does is cup your face. croon. “m-my darling - ah - does it feel - feeel hngh - feel good baby? yeah? I-I’m so sorry for earlier -”

her lips are on yours in a matter of seconds. fevered and unrelenting. your hands reach up to curl into her hair. your hips rock up against her when you feel your cunt stuffed full with the new toy. the idea that she had so eagerly put her hands all over you in your sleep. oh, it did such sinful things to you.

“d-denny - mngh - deennnyy f-faster -”

she’ll comply with a small whimper of her own. a reward of her fingers reaching down to play with your throbbing clit. she’s already cumming over the dildo and she needs you to as well. so her hips speed up. the plapping of your skin echoing through the room and joined by the symphony of your moans.

“feels good?” you see the tears in her eyes as she asks. hear the earnestness in her voice. “p-please tell me it feels good - please baby - pleasepleaseplease-”

you answer with a clenching cunt. with cum squirting and your lips parted in a loud moan. a nod of your head is all you can manage. followed by your hands gripping on her hair and pulling her back in for a series of heated kisses. your tongue finds her mouth and she follows with excitement. her elongated appendage pushing in shortly after and curling around yours.

the night drowns out into an array of messy, senseless humping. tears, apologies, series of I love yous and praises unmatched. a wet slick of your mixed cum and lipstick stains all over. what an apology indeed.

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. ˚◞♡ grim reaper best friend x bttm fem reader ꒰ kinktober : dry humping ꒱◞ ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ 9948e jingyi x bttm fem reader ꒱ your parents are out and you're studying with your best friend. you have no idea how you ended up grinding on his lap rather than studying for your upcoming exam

𖹭. content warnings◞  explicit content . dry humping . dirty talk . 0.8k

𖹭. receipts◞  he's sooo djbdhcs

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“J-Jìngyí -”

Your whines brim your heated throat. Mixed with the gurgles of drool that threaten to drip down your lower lip that trembles with each strike of pleasure that flows through you. Emitting from the sparks of pleasure down below. From the dampness of your panties that sticks to your soft skin and rubs up against the fabric-covered bulge.

“Yeah?” The breath of your best friend’s fans against your ear. A squeeze to your supple thighs follows a small spank from his large hand. Ripples flow through your flesh, only enhanced by the small grinds of your eager hips. “That feel good baby? Yeah?”

His long fingers curl around waist, creating wrinkles in the fabric of your black skirt. He uses the grip to scrunch the cotton over so that he might see the connection of your heats. The way your pretty panties so perfectly rubs into the bulge of his black jeans. Your clothed slit parts your folds just right. So perfectly over the tent.

A low groan vibrates from the reaper’s throat. What a lewd sight you are to behold. The wetness of your cunt he can already imagine clenching. The way it sticks to his crotch. In anticipation for your messy cum he can already taste at the tip of his tongue.

Cold hands raise to roll your tight tank top over your breasts. The sight of them bare without a bra in sight withdraws another groan from him. “No bra? Hear ‘m coming over so you had to be ready huh?”

His lips fall to your shoulder and he mouths along the soft skin. A trail awakens to your awaiting mounds and he ensures they receive the attention they deserve. All while his hips buck up. Grind into your own with a strength that outweighs yours.

The new firmness of the sensations break a string of moans from you. You in turn hump down faster. With more pressure. All so that the familiar knot in your tummy twists and you can flick your head back whilst he has his feast at your bouncing breasts.

From over his shoulder your eyes sneak a peek to your round clock nailed to the wall. 5:23 - the shadows of the setting sun that peer through the blinds should have tipped you off.

“Jìngyí,” you whimper. A hand buries itself into his hair as you feel his lips vacuum around your sensitive nipple. In turn you give a small tug at his hair. “M-My parents are gonna be back soon -”

The words seem to hitch his breath. He pulls away from your soft mounds - yet not before leaving behind a little lick against one of your particularly sensitive tits. He then, with little effort, leans back into your headboard. The peek of his tongue greets you as he swipes it over his lower lip and ventures both of his hands beneath your skirt. Squeezes at your plush thighs and steers you against his hard cock more.

“You gotta cum for me then, pretty girl.”

His thumb and index pinches at your flesh, before a spank lands on your ass. Coupled with a squeeze and a low grunt as he roughly grinds his hips up into your throbbing cunt. “Cum before your parents get home and find out you’re a slut for your best friend huh?”

The way he slots you over the tent gets the perfect angle at your clit. The pressure combined with the texture of his jeans makes you throw your head back and whine. All while he grips at your thighs for more control and firmly pistons you down.

“Come on baby. Come on come on that’s it, a-almost there -”

It doesn’t take long for shivers to rake through your body. For your cunt to flutter against your damp panties and your release to squirt out in heated waves. Your tummy tenses, knots and eases all together. All while Jìngyí continues the motions. Have you ride him all clothed and panting as your orgasm bubbles out.

“There you go,” he mutters, slowly stroking along your hip. Giving you one more grind of his hips despite keenly catching the jingle of keys in the front door downstairs.

It took but a few moments before the same could be said about your doorknob. Yet as you are greeted by the bright eyes of your mum — you are ever as prepared.

Seated soundly on your bed with a book in your lap while Jìngyí greets her from his seat at your desk with a big smile and a wave. Chatting her up about her latest visits around town - as though he didn’t just hump your poor clit to overstimulation. As though you are not sat there with a throbbing, wet cunt below your skirt and book.

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. ˚◞♡ mercenary bosses x gn reader ꒰ kinktober: gun ꒱◞ ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ 9948e rasui / reader / lisse ꒱ you're a new recruit and you catch the eyes of both of your leaders. they just so happen to find out that you have a gun kink

𖹭. content warnings◞  explicit content . penetrative sex . gun kink . oral fixation . rough sex . degradation . praise . 1.6k

𖹭. receipts◞  decided to do this in headcanons ! these two are soooo

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𖹭. a newly recruited mercenary - who knew you’d find yourself between two of your merc leaders? you’d seen the tension between them; so imagine your surprise when you were down on your knees in rasui’s office while lisse crooned down at you. an appetiser for the many - many sessions you would spend with them

𖹭. they’ve noticed the way you stare a little longer whenever they pull out a gun. either on a mission or elsewhere. you can’t help it. you’re already fatally attracted to them and now to see their pretty hands on such a weapon? so skilled and tempered? you couldn’t help but go home and hump your pillow after a particular week of aim practice around the syndicate.

𖹭. lisse has always preferred guns a bit more than rasui. you learnt that especially when she had you slotted over the barrel of her gun and grinding your clothed crotch down. all while she pressed kisses up your throat and mumbles soft praised to you

“doing so good, hmm? does it feel good, pretty petal? mhhm?”

𖹭. of course rasui joined in on the whole ordeal with his own pistol. tracing it along your most sensitive parts - while the cold metal grazed and contrasted the warm feeling of him fucking into you. while you’re partially bent over his desk and taking him like the good darling you promised to be. rasui always fucked hard. it seemed that having a loaded gun pointed at you made him even more feral. the backs of your thighs were all sore.

“hah - so she was right? my, what a lovely little kink you have. . .”

𖹭. on you knees between lisse’s legs as she sat upon her office chair. you begged to taste her. to eat her out like she deserved. instead you got your mouth fucked by her pistol instead. a hand tight on the back of your neck. and while she is careful - she certainly does enjoy the way you drool around the black steel. her head tilted to the side and that sweet, cunning smile on her pink lips. if you’re lucky she’ll grind her high heeled shoe up into your throbbing crotch. remind you that your pleasure only comes when she says so.

𖹭. she’s made you lick around the barrel. drool and salivate all over. kiss at the rim. all while you caress at her thighs and whine for her. she’d be a liar if she said that the sight was not beyond arrousing.

“choking so well on it. enjoy it mor than rasui, do you?”

𖹭. well you had that answered when rasui just so happened to enter the office after. he made sure to give you a little reminder and fucked your throat for you just right. until you were choking on his cum and whining around his cock so prettily. all while lisse watched. leaned back in her chair and looking oh so serene.

𖹭. rasui has fucked you wild from behind. bent over and whining. while lisse takes the liberty of pushing the barrel into your mouth again. so that you feel utterly helpless by the two of them. if you whine and cry enough she might replace it with herself. have you messily, sloppily eat her out while she degrades you. and while rasui makes a mess of your insides.

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. ˚◞♡ 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 — 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕◞ ₊˚

. ˚◞꒰ 🍰 𝒖𝒑𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒔! ꒱

𖹭. october approaches and of course, we have decided to indulge every one of our lovely customers here at the cafe. while the event schedule will be released closer to october, we decided to give you all a sneak peak of the event to come. an accumulation of delectable treats included in both art and writing. enjoy <3 genders of readers will be decided later!

꒰ BLOODPLAY ꒱ art . . . rishen 9948v x jìngyí verseless

꒰ GUN PLAY ꒱ writing . . . rasui x reader x lisse 9948e

꒰ PHONE SEX ꒱ writing . . . jìngyí x reader x alessio 1311

꒰ CAM ꒱ art . . . yìzé x takara 9948e

꒰ MISTAKEN IDENTITY ꒱ art . . . talisen 164 x rishen 781 ( ft. talisen 781 )

꒰ SOMNOPHILLIA ꒱ writing . . . denara 9819 x reader

꒰ TENTACLES ꒱ art . . . hàoyŭ x shalika 1311

꒰ OVERSTIMULATION ꒱ writing . . . orion x reader

꒰ HYPNOSIS ꒱ art . . . alessio x jìngyí 9948e

꒰ DRY HUMPING ꒱ writing . . . jìngyí 9948e x reader

꒰ TEMPERATURE ꒱ art . . . mèng yáo 9948e x rishima 781 ( canon divergent! ) 

꒰ DACRYPHILLIA ꒱ writing . . . seong-jin 9948e x reader

꒰ GROUP SEX ꒱ writing . . . zhào brothers 9819 x reader

꒰ HATE FUCKING ꒱ writing . . . alessio 781 x reader

꒰ BLACKMAIL ꒱ writing . . . herrera husbands x reader

꒰ PEGGING ꒱ writing . . . alessio 164 x reader

꒰ MASSAGING ꒱ art . . . hǎitāo x seong-jin 9948e

꒰ BREEDING ꒱ art . . . rishen x alessio 9948e

꒰ APHRODISIACS ꒱ art . . . valerius x lucia 781

꒰ AUTHORITY KINK ꒱ writing . . . rishen 1311

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. ˚◞♡ 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 & 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏◞ ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ our upcoming specials ” ꒱

. ˚◞ ꒰ 🍰 monday ꒱

𖹭. housewife reader . fluff ‧꒰ herrera husbands ꒱‧

𖹭. jewellery making . fluff ‧꒰ alessio 164 ꒱‧

𖹭. fucking him in naga form . smut ‧꒰ talisen 781 ꒱‧

 

. ˚◞ ꒰ 🍩 tuesday ꒱

𖹭. kinktober : dacryphillia . smut ‧꒰ seong-jin 9948e ꒱‧

𖹭. rambling about his poetry . misc ‧꒰ vamp au: talisen 781 ꒱‧

𖹭. flirting with him . misc ‧꒰ alessio 9819 ꒱‧

 

. ˚◞ ꒰ 🍡 wednesday ꒱

𖹭. going to a cafe with him and his son . misc ‧꒰ dilf au: talisen ꒱‧

𖹭. in the study . smut ‧꒰ vamp au: jùn lái ꒱‧

𖹭. wearing his clothes . fluff ‧꒰ rishen 1311 ꒱‧

𖹭. getting suspicious of your friend . dark ‧꒰ herrera husbands ꒱‧

𖹭. kinktober art : massaging . smut ‧꒰ seong-jin/hǎitāo 9948e ꒱‧

. ˚◞ ꒰ 🥞 thursday ꒱

𖹭. kinktober : phone sex  . smut ‧꒰ xīyáng 9819 ꒱‧

𖹭. he eats your pancake . misc ‧꒰the hàoyus ꒱‧

𖹭. flirting with her . misc ‧꒰  takara 9948e ꒱

. ˚◞ ꒰ 🍪 friday ꒱

𖹭. making a deal with a reader . misc ‧꒰valerius ꒱‧

𖹭. with an artist reader . misc ‧꒰ vamp au: multi ꒱‧

𖹭. riling him up . smut ‧꒰ alessio 781 ꒱‧

𖹭. with a clingy reader . fluff ‧꒰ rasui 9948e ꒱‧

. ˚◞ ꒰ 🍵 saturday ꒱

𖹭. kinktober: gun play . smut ‧꒰ rasui, lisse 9948e ꒱‧

𖹭. having a drinking competition with him . misc ‧꒰ vamp au: tài ꒱‧

𖹭. kissing a vampire's neck . misc ‧꒰ vamp au: multi ꒱‧

. ˚◞ ꒰ 🧁 sunday ꒱

𖹭. dance prompt . hurt comfort ‧꒰ vamp au: rishen 781 ꒱‧

𖹭. head pusher . smut ‧꒰ alessio 164 ꒱‧

𖹭. distracting her from working . smut ‧꒰ rishima 781 ꒱‧

𖹭. authority prompt . misc ‧꒰ vamp au: alessio 781 ꒱‧

𖹭. kinktober art : cam . smut ‧꒰ yìzé / takara 9948e ꒱‧