#✧☾.·:·.* ic.

[starcall3r]

@avaloniaincubi, cont. from this series of asks:

[1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6]

Satisfaction curled low in her abdomen when she heard that whine, made doubly potent by the knowledge that he could feel her desire too. Her breath escaped her in a heated puff of air, brushing over the darkened mark she had but momentarily left on his neck. She gave it a parting kiss, sweeping her tongue over the indents of her teeth to soothe the sting before she pulled away entirely.

"I'm here, my love. I'm not going anywhere," she whispered, fingers stroking down the length of his arm as she circled his chair. Her gown whispered against the flagstone floor as she bent to press her lips to his, a curtain of silvery-blue curls falling around them. While she had him distracted, she pulled the girdle from her waist - a long navy sash made from linen and bedecked with tiny silver stitches, like stars - and pressed it into his hands, pulling back with a soft look.

"Trust me?"

[blistexenthusiast]

vintage love heart lamb cakes by bluu.squeaks

[starcall3r]

His breath against her throat draws a shiver from her before she can stop herself, cheeks burning with embarrassment. She is powerless to resist him, thighs forced apart to make room for his looming frame. Their physical difference is never so apparent to her as it is in these moments when he so captures her in his grasp. Each stroke of his fingers elicits a new, embarrassing noise from her lips, her ears laid back flat against her head as her tail flicks with equal parts excitement and irritation.

"I-I'm not-!" she protests immediately, but then he crooks his finger just right and she has to bite back a positively lurid moan. Her hips stutter in his grip and she's so close, chasing that high only for him to pull away at the last moment, wiping the evidence of his abuse on her bare thigh with that arrogant smirk of his.

Curse him and his thrice-damned tongue. He always knows exactly what to do to rile her.

"Emet-Selch!" she hisses, thighs tightening their grip on his hips before he can pull away, core still throbbing with need while he lazily marks her neck. "Don't you dare stop!"

He buries his head in the crook of her neck, nose brushing against the skin of her neck as he laughs. "So you mean to say that you would not care if I stopped?" He slips his fingers in then, curling them in exactly the way he knows she likes. He wants to get her close, so close, before he pulls back out, fingers trailing slowly down her thigh.

Teasing her had quickly become a favourite pastime of his, constantly filled with a desire to pull each and every sound he possibly could from her. Her voice was melodic on his ears, and the silence when he was away from her was like a song that played in his head on repeat, with the words just out of memory.

Her name slips from his lips, delicious on his tongue as he gently bites at the crook of her neck. "It does not become a hero to lie, stardust."

[maledictus-maleficus]

"They gave you to me. As such, you are mine to do as I please. "

[botanikos]

❝I really need to get ▬▬. It has been quite some time since I've had good ▬▬ ! ❞

[sd-vtm]

@lostlittledollie

Sparks flew a little as she grinded down her saw onto a new saddle since a certain someone— … Optics glance over as the dino being as the beast slept away in the corner of the barn, —had decided it be a good idea to chew them both off... “..Alrigggght dingo man..finally finish the straps..”

The drone lift both arms up with a small squeak as her strained joint stretch a little. Tail curling a little before relaxing down again. Oooof.. Ouch, okay we been sitting way to long.

With a spin of the chair the she drone revealed herself wearing a pair of old overalls, the glasses she wore slid up and she grinned to the Sentinal who rose its head to the sound of its masters voice, blinking and clicking happily at her. “Yeeeeah that's right my wittle dino mans~! You’re not gonna chew these babies cause their metal straps, yeaaaaah no your noooot~!”

Her voice pitched and the beast rolled over on its back and instantly receives belly rubs. “ Oooouu my goodness, you loooove them belly wubs!”

[cursesmade]

— NOBARA AND MAHITO go together like a fish hook inserts an eye.

it is ironic, even, how they found themselves crossing paths in the midst of it all. from dull grays do they remain as they were ( passionate personalities ) ( stalwart beings ) ( nails jagged out of place & unseemly little things that care not for the opinions of others ).

oh, perhaps they go together better than one might think ? ha!

mahito leans forward by the seat next to her, hair draping forth onto the wear and tear of velvet. movies were his favorite, after all, and what better than that of a thriller ? it is almost comical, in how the wretched screams of the victim ( caught in her lonesome by an alley ! what chance ! ) coincide with his debut.

" usually i'm not fond of talking in a movie, you know ? let's be polite about it, " it seems almost as if he hasn't recognised her ( in which, truthfully, he hadn't. it would take a genius to recognize someone from the back of their head alone in the dim lights ). . . " buuuut, do you have the time ? i'm really bored to tears by this ! i do have other things i could be doing, after all . . ."

maybe she had a phone, or something. who knows. he's still figuring out how to work his.

@wldrose

[cupidbedsy]

OKAY OKAY !

what are all of your au's fave things to do at christmas timeee?

ooo okay! i honestly think most of these are going to correlate with what their fics are about.

so luke and phi is ice skating.

con and vi's is looking at christmas lights (plus with their anniversary being two days after christmas it would also be just buying each other presents).

jamie and bella's is decorating but a close second is baking cookies.

adam and eve's is also baking cookies along with their gingerbread houses.

molly, will, and gabe's is ofc watching christmas movies

jack and cassie's aren't huge fans of christmas in the sense that there's too much going on. so their favorite thing is to just spend time with each other with how much cassie has off from school.

chloe and trevor's is singing. anytime someone mentions christmas caroling, or christmas karaoke, they are jumping on that opportunity.

and luke and sab's is the snow! they love going out and having snowball fights, espeically with their competitive spirits.

[glacialswordsman]

it huffs, reaching forward to wrap one of it's arm's around kaeya's waist only to somewhat harshly tug him back towards it a second later . it nuzzles against the back of his neck ❛❛ krasivaya, lyubimaya.. ❜❜ maybe it was getting a little annoyed at kaeya having to focus on work , on others - instead of focusing on it .

❛❛ you should .. ignore work for the rest of the day , and focus on me instead . ❜❜ it leans forward, looking over his shoulder to grin at him , before sticking its tongue out to lick up his neck . clearly it wants to be a meance. ❛❛ unless you find it more interesting than me . ❜❜ ( fl go brrr )

“Ah!”

The last thing Kaeya expected was to be yanked back by the abyssal creature, thrashing a bit from the initial surprise before settling down. He huffed in turn out of very mild exasperation, but exasperation, nonetheless. Although, he was unable to keep his cheeks from warming at the pet names it used on him while it nuzzled against him.

Heaving a sigh, the Mondstadtian press a hand to the arm around his waist, giving it a few gentle and assuring strokes. “Liebling…” he began with that all-knowing, pointed tone, “You can’t keep doing this, you know. You can’t always drag me away from my job; I have work to do. Just because some of us are enjoying some time off, doesn’t mean that everyone else is, too.”

Then, however, he felt the long stripe of its tongue lick up his neck. With a gasp and a shudder, he grits his teeth and furrowed his brows, screaming at himself internally to PULL HIMSELF TOGETHER! No, he refuses to bend to its whims, he has things to do and responsibilities to get done and commitments to get to and—and…

“… Ugh. UGH—Archons, you’re insufferable! Fine, but don’t get used to this!” he relents, groaning in defeat as he dragged his hands down his face.

[starcall3r]

[ HOIST ] :     sender lifts receiver on top of a counter as they have sex.

// I promised a fic this time so here you go, a fic. heavily nsfw below the cut.

Having spent the better part of the evening formulating a plan to distract Ophiuchus from his work, Inanna is quite proud of herself when she finds herself in his lap at last. Hours of teasing come to fruition as he slowly peels her smalls from her form, fingers sinking into her soft heat and crooking just right until she is practically singing in his lap. So imagine her surprise when, instead of letting her cum, he decides to unceremoniously deposit her on the cold wooden surface of his desk.

She scowls at him as he levels her with a playful look, surging forward to capture her lips. It is all teeth and tongue, his lips moving against hers in a way that steals her breath away. She hardly has time to formulate a counter-attack before he peels away again, lilac eyes shining with amusement at her apparent frustration.

"You cannot possibly be upset," he purrs, his fingers drifting feather-light down from her hips to her knees before sinking into her soft skin and parting her thighs. His hips slot against hers and he grinds against her center, tearing a needy gasp from her throat before she can stop herself. "You came here intending mischief, and you have found it."

No witty response comes, and Ophi takes advantage of her silence to claim her lips once more, swallowing her protests. He is still fully clothed and she isn't and it isn't fair, but it doesn't matter because in the next moment he frees himself from his trousers and moves his hips just so. Teeth sink into her lip impatiently as he takes a moment just to rub himself through her slick folds - "Stop teasing!" - and then he is pressing inside and stars above, it feels amazing. She will never get tired of the way he fills her so completely, his hands a burning brand on her thighs as he angles her hips up so he can sink in deep.

He does not move at first, not even when she whines and wiggles her hips. Teeth nibble at her neck, his breath hot against her skin, and her nails sink into his sides as she bucks beneath him, trying to get him to move. He laughs, low and soft, and she glares up at him crossly as her tail flicks across the desk. "Stop teasing, Ophi!"

"Now why would I want to do that?" A nip to her jawline, then at the soft spot of her neck. She growls and reaches up to thread her fingers through his hair, tugging none-too-gently as she rolls her hips against his. He moves in response, not a thrust but a slow grind, fucking her so deep she swears she can feel him pressing right against the very core of her. The motion drags an embarrassingly needy moan out of her. She can feel herself losing control more and more by the second, and she scrambles to recover some sense of stability before he overwhelms her completely.

Determined to distract him, she slides her hands from his sides to his hips and leans up to kiss his sensitive leporine ear, teeth catching here and there as she presses fluttering kisses all the way down to its juncture. She feels him shudder unwillingly against her, pausing his grinding for but a moment, and she seizes on that moment of vulnerability. Drawing a swirling pattern across his hipbones with her nails, she leans into him and nuzzles against his ear, her voice soft and sweet and breathy as she singsongs, "Ophiiii~... Don't you want to be good for me? Make me sing so pretty for you while you fuck me across your desk?"

She hears his breath hitch, feels the way his hips stutter against hers. But her lover is not so easily overcome, not when she has spent all evening teasing him relentlessly while he tries to work. His fingers sink into her soft curls and pull her away from him, rough enough to tear a gasp from her lips before his teeth sink into the juncture of her throat. He grinds his teeth in, tearing a pained gasp from her lips before he soothes her with a warm sweep of his tongue, nuzzling into her skin. "Cheeky little minx..." he groans, and then he finally, finally withdraws before slamming home within her once more, grinding into her as her toes curl and her breaths stutter. "While I admire the attempt, I'm afraid I'm in charge this time, Inanna. Now tell me what it is, exactly, that you want."

"If you think I am going to beg, you've got another thing coming," she protests, cheeks flushing a lovely, rosy red that spreads down her chest. Her fingers dig into his arms and she shifts against him, trying very hard not to whine as he continues to tease her, hips grinding into her own. The friction is unbearable, and she wonders momentarily how he can even bear it.

But bear it he does. Ignoring her cheeky tongue, he busies himself by dragging kisses from her neck to her collarbone, marking her with lips and teeth and tongue as he slowly makes his way down to her breasts. She bucks and writhes against him, pinned in place by his hands and his sinful mouth. Capturing a nipple between his teeth, he gives it a sharp tug, dragging a sharp whine from her before he laves over the sensitive bud with his tongue. As he does, a hand slips between them, finding her clit and scissoring it between his fingers - the contact teasing her with sensation but never quite fully touching it. It's absolutely maddening, and she quickly folds to his ministrations.

"F-Fuck, please,Ophi!" she gasps, bucking against him as he crosses her chest and does the same to the other, her fingers curling into his hair. She pulls away from him with a pout, cool silver meeting pale lilac as she squirms against his hand. It's unfair, really, how handsome he is as he grins down at her, his eyes expectant.

"What was that a moment ago?" he purrs, eyes alight with amusement. She swats his arm and scowls at him, but her ire lessens when she sees the affection behind his smirk. "I thought you said you weren't going to beg." His fingers brush gently against her clit just to emphasize his teasing and she squirms against him, breath hitching against her will.

"I lied!" she pants, shivering against him as he begins to withdraw at last. "Ophi, please, hurry up and fuck me!"

"I suppose that's close enough." His lips quirk with mischief and he leans in to brush a kiss to her cheek before he finally, finally begins to move. Inanna almost sobs with relief as he sets a punishing pace, fingers sinking into the plush skin of her ass to hold her in place as he claims her for her own. The desk beneath them holds up admirably against his onslaught, hardly moving at all as they begin to move as one.

It does not take long before she begins to twitch and tighten around him, nails digging into his sides as she hisses a low warning. His pace slows and he leans in to capture her lips, drinking in every soft cry of pleasure as it spills from her lips. It takes only a few moments before she reaches her climax, collapsing limply into his chest as he finishes inside her with a few more languid pumps of his hips. His arms cradle her gently as he pulls her back into his lap, sinking down into the chair together as they try to catch their breaths, bodies still connected.

Overwhelmed by their shared pleasure, it is some time before she draws back to look at him, eyes soft. A soft flush has settled on Ophi's cheeks and she finds herself smitten, leaning in to kiss him lovingly. When they part, her hand slides to his cheek and she strokes her thumb across his skin, tracing his freckles with a gentle sweep.

Ophi's eyes glitter with mischief, his hands squeezing at her hips as he murmurs, "Hello, beautiful," his voice rough with pleasure.

She giggles softly, reaching up to brush his hair out of his eyes. "Hi. I could say the same for you, you know," she murmurs, breath hitching as he buries his nose in her curls, brushing against her sensitive ear. His tongue flicks out and she shudders as he licks a stripe up the side of it, a moan spilling from her lips before she can stop herself. He smirks at the sound, feeling acutely the way she tightens around him momentarily, her body reacting instinctively to his touch.

"Perhaps that is enough for one night..." His hand slides up her back as he pulls her into him and she nuzzles into his neck, pressing soft kisses to his skin as his lips brush against her ear. Arms wrap tight around him, brushing against his back with gentle sweeps of her fingers. "Or at least until we make it to the bedroom, hm?"

She relaxes into him, humming her agreement. His fingers stroke gently up and down her spine, mirroring her own movements. There would be time for more later, but for now... For now, she would simply enjoy this.

[blistexenthusiast]

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[starcall3r]

Something about the sight of Yue's ponytail had done it. Their partner had beautiful hair no matter what form they took, but the long, flowing pink curls they had come to favor as of late held a particularly beloved space in Inanna's heart. She had grown used to the sight of them loose and flowing or bound in a long, thick braid, but somehow seeing them bind their hair up high on their head had elicited this burst of confidence from their diminutive partner.

She giggles softly, tail lashing playfully behind her. She had managed to catch the ancient shifter off guard, penning her lovely partner between her arms, and she was not about to let them go so easily.

"Mm, too much talking, not enough kissing," she complains softly. Hands slide from the wall to their waist as Inanna leans in once again, brushing her lips against their own, a wicked gleam in her eyes as her tail brushes teasingly against the backs of their bare thighs. "I have a better use in mind for your tongue, if you're willing."

@starsasunder sent in : press, sender presses receiver against a wall; from Inanna, for yue.

"Oh!" A surprised gasp slips from their lips as Inanna grabs their arm, pulling them back towards her. They trip over their feet, boots getting tangled up over each other, but they never get the chance to catch themselves before they are shoved backwards. Their back hits the wall behind them, rough sandstone gritty against bared shoulders.

"Inanna, what are you-" They never get to finish their sentence, the remainder of their words swallowed by Inanna's lips. There is a moment of shock before they can react, the dancer completely caught off guard by the uncharacteristic impulsiveness of their mate.

As Inanna finally pulls away, Yue smiles at her, unable to stop the teasing that falls so easily from their mouth.

"Usually it's me who has my tongue shoved down your throat."

[maledictus-maleficus]

@duunswitch said: On the one hand, fae and she knows better but on the other–walking air conditioning?

       " Who said anything about me being 'Fae.' " He's only fae-adjacent! Fae-like! The distinction is probably minimal, but who cares!

" Either way you have nothing to fear from me, little miss. I'm just out to help poor souls suffering from Summer's inconsiderate wave of death. "

[botanikos]

"Not a single one of you gets to fucking chastise me anymore! Here I am, BEHAVING myself while everyone else is a hot and flustered mess!"

[c3ntrifuga13qui1ibrium]

The Aranara came back into the house after spending a long day in the garden. It wanted to nap in one of its warm spots..maybe the counter, as the sunlight hits the edge perfectly.

But when it got into the house, it was startled.

“…Haitham..?”

Padi said in a light voice. It seemed like Alhaitham was overwhelmed. As he was holding his head in his hands, shaking lightly.

- @thesmallaranara

Alhaitham blinked a few times, lifting his head from his hands to look around for the little creature.

"Hi, Padi... What do you need sweetheart..?"

[starcall3r]

Eyes fluttered closed as lips pressed to her neck, her breath wavering as pleasure pooled, warm and heady, at her center. Fingers brushed along his shoulder, his collarbone, his chest, as she sought out the ties of his shirt and loosened them. She lowered her lips to his throat, pressing a soft kiss there before trailing down to the juncture of his neck.

"A reward? Perhaps I should attempt good behavior more often," she teased, laying one last kiss on his neck before drawing back to look at him, silver eyes warm with affection. She traced light patterns against the back of his neck with one hand while the other smoothed down his chest, fingers plucking at the loose neckline of his shirt. "I think I would like that very much, Ophi."

He traced circles on her thigh as the hand holding her face slipped to rest in her hair, fingers threading into blue locks as he lightly tilted her head back. For a moment he leaned in just enough to breathe softly against her skin. A kiss, featherlight. Then another one going down. A nibble there, a kiss here. The hand in her hair moving now, slipping under her shirt to press against her back; nails lightly tracing her spine as he held her against his person.

“Thoughts, yes. Thoughts, of ravishing you in this chair.” Ophiuchus murmured, moving back up to hum against Inanna’s ear as he lightly ran his teeth against the edge of it, “I believe you deserve it, for being so patient with me earlier today.” The hand on her thigh inched up closer, now pressed against her hip. “What do you think, mm?”