#🌰.sex with a stranger

[quills-of-freedom]

Relationship, Vibe & Various

Petra Rall

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Listen, this might be my clearly neuro-divergent brain talking, but Petra is one of those people who are so... normal. Know what I mean? She has her shit together, she has no baggage, no issues, and no internal problems. She just manages to exist and get shit done without a problem.

She's emotionally intelligent, she doesn't have a bad temper, knows how to regulate herself and well... for us stranger folk and as a character for a show that has so much angst, she's just normal. Can't really expand more upon it so I hope you know what I mean.

Ideal Dates

Petra is brimming with feminine energy and likes all things soft, sweet and fluffy. Flattery, although shy about it, will work wonders. Not that she's ego-driven because she's not, she's just a sucker for being romanced by the right person.

So flowers, stuffed animal toys, win her something at a fairground, take her to a play, dinner, a romantic walk in the park, horse riding... anything of the sort and her honey eyes will sparkle.

Has a slight sweet tooth, likes treats from the bakery and the odd candy lolly-pop but since she's so well disciplined she never overindulges.

Stargazing, and what are those things called, my mind is running blank right now... "google, what are those buildings called where you watch stars on projections?" .... Planetarium. I hate when that happens. But yeah, she adores anything like that.

NSFW

Is not one to give up her body until a bond of trust is there. She's pretty conservative with being physical so it's not high up on her priority list in life. She's happy enough without the need to get laid.

To be honest, she would wait until after marriage in canon. Modern AU not so much unless she's raised in a religious household but just don't expect casual sex off her as a lover until you're super serious either way.

Worth the wait though, 100%. She's a bit of a pillow princess, not because she's selfish or lazy but because she's inexperienced. Teach her, guide her. And break her heart and I'll break your neck. 'Kay?

Traditional. Wants a big family. Doesn't really believe in contraception so she will just keep pumping out children. Hope you're prepared for this.

She secretly loves it when you dominate her, softly though. Order her around with plenty of praise and she'll turn into a blushing mess with legs like jelly.

Modern AU

I can see Petra being a teacher and working her way up to principal of a primary school. (For others in the world, Kindergarten and up to about 10 or 11 years old)

Probably comes from a traditional, maybe even old-fashioned background as mentioned above. You will have to impress her family and ask their permission to marry their daughter.

Or I can also see her being some kind of councillor for mental health or marriage or relationships/trauma. She's patient, kind, strong and empathetic.

Has a large group of women friends, probably like a book club or something, maybe even a baking thing. Heavily involved in the community, running events and raising awareness for certain issues.

Kinks

As she is so inexperienced and shy, praising her heavily will push her to high levels of adoration for you. Make her feel special. Make her feel treasured. Because if you've gotten to this point with her, she should be to you anyway.

Further into the marriage, to keep things spicy she starts developing a taste for spanking. She loves it when you bend her over your knee and whack a palm off her beautiful ass.

Pregnancy kink. She loves the idea of you pumping her so full of love, full of your seed. You're her man / woman. Breed her. (Or pretend to)

100% she's a soft bottom.

Aftercare

Don't expect any really as in her traditional mind you should be taking care of her.

She caters and takes care of you every single day with meals, chores, cleaning etc. So this is the time you can return the favour with massages, food etc.

[minkmousesworld]

But what I miss more Mousie!! ;; Is lovely raccoon dog Tanjiro ;;; I miss our lovely lil pup

Raccoon dog Tanjiro who steps into the territory of a very sneaky fox. His parents always reminding him to never go far inside the forest, because there lurks beings that is stronger....and sly.

Tanjiro who didn't realize he entered an shrine, that houses a kitsune that is hungry. Maybe little Tanjiro should have listened to his parents warnings, but all those concerns slipped his mind...

With the way how this kitsune gently touches him, but has such a possessive feeling. The way how the kitsune carefully bites him, claiming the trembling raccoon dog underneath them.

So tender and gentle, yet so painfully close. The way it promises it to take care of him, to make sure he carries their puppies and to keep the bad monsters away from him and their puppies.

Tanjiro is just very happy that he ignored the warnings <333

- kitsune anon

#note: lately whenever I hear "raccoon dog tanjirou" I feel like saying I know what to do with him and I'm sure you honeymice know it too <3 'thank you' for our foxking again♡♡♡

warnings... interspecies relationship, predator/prey dynamic, power imbalance, mention of pregnancy, mention of killing; a bit of a confused narrative

dub-con, sex with a stranger, mention of mating season, heavy petting, rough treatment (biting / marking, scratching), talk about puppies, breeding implied [penetration giving?], very light size kink

raccoon dog! tanjirou kamado x kitsuhe! reader

The young usually die in the first winter; unable to find shelter and stock up on food in time — or untimely crawled out of a hole and found themselves in the claws of eternally wandering and hungry predators. This was not a sad event, but a fact.

However, those who manage to survive hibernation can call themselves adults, ready to create their own nest. It was a "selection" in which the most adaptable survive, and Tanjirou doesn't want to sound cocky, but he is confident that he will survive. He must survive — his family is waiting to hear from him after the winter. They expect him to survive and create a nest... but they do not guess where exactly he plans to start a family. Even deeper in the forest, even closer to the heart — where, according to rumors, the ever-blooming spring, warm summer and well-fed autumn.

Maybe he's overconfident, but somehow he's confident that can find this place.

If he wants the best for his puppies, then he must go even further — to where his parents asked him not to go, no matter what the cost. The deeper, the more dangerous. There are dangerous and wild animals, there are ugly monsters, there are poisonous plants, there is everything that protects the heart of the forest from any unexpected guest. What's left of the ancestors who tried to hide something there — or someone.

Everything that lives only to kill everyone who is reckless or too brave, feeding their heart with blood.

... But Tanjirou's goal, however, was not the heart — of course, he is brave, but not to this extent! He just wants to have a nest in a nicer place, warmer and full of food. Able to shelter from rain, snow, thunderstorms. Which will fit both him and his mate, and their puppies. Dry, warm and full. It's not too much or greedy, right? He had heard that there must be a lot of abandoned burrows of those who had not returned, so it shouldn't be such a problem.

This is a rule of nature: in order to survive, they must be able to bite, pinch, scratch and growl. If he wants to come back, then he has to be ready to fight. If he wants to find a mate, then he must be strong. If he wants to have a family, he must be able to be aggressive. If he continues to be so gentle and gentle, he won't survive. And he understood that.

Tanjirou just couldn't not.

hot.

it's too hot.

his heart is beating so hard that he does not know if is still conscious or not — the claws burn the skin with a light touch. they almost gently descend on his bare chest, but he knows that the slightest movement and he will be dead.

and he shouldn't react so excitedly.

but it's too hot. it's too wet. too rough.

too too too

“A-ah-H!”

it really shouldn't have been like that. parents did not say that everything would be like this. are some predators so cunning? he didn't even know anyone was there- no, more precisely, he knew that someone was here, but it smelled so sweet and gentle that he couldn't help but-

is this an ambush? but don't predators ambush outside?

is this the predator living at the heart of the forest?

“S-sorry!.. Sorry- I'm sorry! I-”

it was just an old structure- he just wanted to see! he didn't mean that he was attacking, or that he wanted to attack, or that he was eager to fight-

“P-please...”

everything inside him burns, as if his skin is scratched and immediately licked.

when their paw rests on his chest and draws lines, then caressing his cheek, then going down to his stomach, as if looking for where to start — but he can't resist.

when his tail can't stop moving and his cheeks burn so much — not because he's scared, but because- because he's so ashamed that he feels so good.

when they squeeze him like a toy,

or coo something,

looking into his eyes with their predatory glittering, and he can only whine, pressing his ears to his head, as if they see through him — he will never recover from these sensations... if they let him go...

... why did he feel even more excited?

When you gently purr "what a sweet one got into temple" — hmm, what should you do with him, eat him or let him go, and raccoon dog only whines plaintively, trying to squeeze his hips together, like a trapped rabbit, not even trying to resist you and your claws.

Fragile and warm, like a small ember that has climbed into your lonely shelter; so small compared to you, especially when you force him to spread his legs, and he moans, obediently spreading thighs before belatedly trying to bring them together again. His body shudders so charmingly when he realizes how indecent looks, lying in front of you, so sensitive and open, but obediently letting you bend lower to his ruddy, wet face, as if he has a fever — he smells so sweet and sexually excited, as if in heat.

What a lecherous prey you've come across this time.

“What do you think happens to the cute ones when they climb into the shelter with a fox during the mating season?”

“I — ha! — d- on't kno-now...”

His hips are trembling — they tremble so sweetly, even when you leave marks on his neck and shoulders to make sure that he will not forget about what happened even after a month. And he accepts them so obediently and well, as if he was born to be bitten by you. Would he accept your puppies as well if you decided to breed him? So gentle and sensitive, surely he would make such cute moans while you fill him up — tiny and defenseless in front of you, how much would he be able to take until he loses consciousness? What would his body be like if you gave him your cubs?

... You don't have to flirt. These are just threats. Of course, you are above breeding all sorts of cute ones just because they are like that-

“I g-guess they... they give the cute on-nes their puppies?... So, shouldn-n't you g- give them to m- me— t-too?”

His tail twitches so sharply and excitedly that it almost hits the tip against you, but for some reason you just freeze, looking at how he excitedly licks his lips before continuing.

“... Or... Or you can't?”

he doesn't have time to say a feigned nervous "poor thing".