#Aphrodisiac Records

[nyoomerr]

Dumbass question but could Liu qingge do a sonic rainboom?

i feel like i'm entitled to emotional compensation for the way this ask was sent to me with the assumption that i would understand the reference well enough to provide an informed answer

i did in fact understand the reference, so: probably not, because lqg is not associated with a rainbow, and his own version of the effect would reflect him in some way

if sonic rainboom-adjacent effects were written into PIDW they'd be done in whatever way produced the coolest or most extreme effects for the audience to enjoy

as such,

[artyandink]

libidinal

If Dean could curse every witch on this planet for dosing you and him with an aphrodisiac after ganking them, he would. His entire body was on fire— burning, and his mind was embarrassingly stuck on you. You, your thighs, lips, your ass. It all rattled about in his head like a broken record, and he craved you, craved the relief like crazy.

He knew that you were feeling the same things he was right now, the ache, burn, relentless want that you just couldn’t shake no matter how hard you tried. Ugh, you needed him. Like you’d die if you didn’t have him. Dean felt the same damn way — trust him — like one touch and he’d break the damn best friend code of conduct.

You’d think both of you would have more control of yourselves, considering how you were both hunters who’d faced stuff like vampires and shit. "This is gettin’ on my nerves, sweetheart," he scoffed, eyes fluttering up and down you. You were too hot for this world— and that wasn’t just the pollen talking, but his drugged up mind couldn’t stop.

"Fuck this." he slowly took off his sweat-soaked shirt, looking for signs that you’d jump him. Dean rubbed the sweat off his chest, having no damn right to look that jacked and edible right now, ugh. He can't take all of this crap, including being quarantined in this damn motel room by Sam. It’s for a reason, though.

He groaned, aching, desperate, gesturing for you to keep away so he could resist this damned pollen’s effects. "Oh, m’ gonna kill Sammy if he doesn’t find a cure for this stat." Dean covered his ears, yeah, no. He acted as if covering his ears and blocking out all noise would stop the ache for you, well, it sure didn’t.

Pacing back and forth, he took one look at you— nope, look away, you looked too hot, nope. "Yeah, I’ll kill him." He winced when he got a very R-rated image in his head— he was desperate for you, you, for some relief, mainly sex.

He felt like every second without his hands on your ass was torture— he hoped he wouldn’t go to hell.

“Oh, I’m fine.” You breathed, sarcastic, giving him a look with raised eyebrows. “Just — you know — feeling like my body’s burning alive, I’m sweatin’, my brain hurts.” Your eyes were hungrily searching his bare chest, biting your lip— no, stop, even if you felt on fire and were sweating buckets.

“You’re clearly not,” he retorted. He would’ve found it funny that you were checking him out, but the need was so overwhelming, and he had to bite his lip to stop himself from throwing you onto the nearest surface.

“So… no need to be sarcastic. M’ just trying to control myself.” He muttered under his breath, crossing his arms and keeping the distance between you. “Can’t say the same for you though, sweetheart, ‘cause I can see ya gawkin’.”

“Yeah, just quit it, you look like a five star buffet. A girl can’t help herself when she’s drugged up on an aphrodisiac.” You groaned, dabbing your sweaty-ass neck with a towel, not able to help the way your eyes hungrily drank in his chest. “I’m makin’ do with the view I’ve got while my pussy’s yellin’ at me right now.”

“Christ, darlin’.” He muttered. He felt all fuzzy inside when you said that, he hated how hungry the damn pollen made him for you, for your body. Dean’s eyes darkened, taking in the way you kept looking at him, how you were yearning for him like he was with you. His fingers gripped on the chair he was sitting on, and he leaned forward— he needed to stay on the damn chair.

“And what kinda things is it tellin’ you, hm?” He asked, voice lowering, growling almost. His cock was telling him to go over there, moan in your ear as he thrusted into you, that’s what— but he had to deny himself of such luxurious pleasures. How great.

“To throw away all sense of modern feminism and let you fuck me hard on the floor.” You breathed, moaning softly at getting the words out. “Or letting you bend me over the table. Eat me out on the bed, take me from behind on said bed.” Another desperate moan.

Shit.

Dean almost groaned out loud, damn you. You were going to be the death of him. He was so damn hard right now, and he gripped even tighter on the chair, he would break it if he wasn’t careful.

“Sweet girl, I know you’re not talkin' about feminism when you got your hungry eyes all over me right damn now.” He bit out, clenching his jaw. Dean couldn’t help the fantasies that were running through his mind, especially when you let those moans out.

“I know.” You murmured, nodding, levelling the playing field and taking your shirt off too, leaning back against the bed’s headboard. Shit. Your skin that glistened with sweat, glowing more in the shitty motel light, tits now on display for his hungry-ass eyes. Your head tipped back, eyebrows pinched together tight, lips parted ever so slightly. Shit.

“Goddamn it,” he muttered, eyes drinking in that perfect body of yours like a man who hadn’t had a drop of water in years. He’d seen you in a bikini before and almost lost it, but this view, this view was a sight for sore eyes. One that he was now staring at shamelessly.

His mouth hung agape as his eyes traveled from your chest to your face, he was desperate — all for you. “What’re you gettin’ at?” He asked, voice low and ragged.

“That I’m hot too. A woman can exist with her shirt off.” You scoffed, thighs rubbing together for any friction. C’mon, fuck, you got nothing— guess Dean’s cock was the answer, but not fucking your friend was the first cardinal rule of maintaining a best-friendship. “Oh, I’m gonna kill those witches even if they’re in the afterlife. I—” You let out a small whimper of frustration, the ache building. “God damn.”

“Damn right you’re hot, sweetheart.” he muttered, eyes locked to your thighs, practically drooling— maybe he wasn’t talking about the heat both of you were burning under. Dean’s tongue darted out and wet his dry lips, watching you as you rubbed your thighs against one another for friction. Damn it, it should be him being that friction, if that even made sense— he didn’t know, his brain was sludge. “I know, baby girl, m’ feelin’ what you are, I get it.”

He wanted to reach out and touch you so bad, but he had to get a grip. Sam could come back with a cure— maybe. Could he wait that long? Probably not.

You, however, simply did not have the patience nor the fucks to deal with Sam and his annoying lateness— you needed your best friend, he needed you, you had two holes he could put his dick into — you weren’t doing ass stuff on the first fuck — so it’s a win-win. “Dean, fuck this cure.” You whined, breath hitching as you yanked your sweats down, panties going with, pussy leaking and aching and so very empty. “Can’t wait, I can’t— c’mere. Fuck me, c’mere.”

Ok— yeah— yes, ma’am.

The sight had his eyes getting dark, nearly feral as he quickly stood up from his chair. The chair fell backwards and made a loud thud against the floor, but he couldn’t care less— not when you looked so damn delectable on the bed in front of him. Dean took quick steps towards you, practically ripping off the rest of his shirt.

He kneeled on the bed in front of you, practically pinning you to the bed. He couldn’t help himself. “M’ here, I’m here. Tell me what you want.” He huffed out, hips already bucking against the bed, moaning at the friction as he kissed over your bare tits and up your neck, licking up your neck, sweat on his tongue— yes, it’s disgusting, but he’d ponder on that in retrospect, right now he felt like an animal.

You guided his hand between your legs then kissed him, hotly, hungry, your lips devouring his, hand on the back of his head keeping him there. It was like a dam had broken, your breath harsh and heavy against his lips.

He grunted into the kiss, eyes slipping shut against the onslaught of your lips against his. His hand easily found its way down to you, the second you pushed him where you wanted him. God, his hand ached to be between your thighs.

“M’ here,” he breathed in between hot kisses. “M’ here, sweetheart, I gotcha.” The words were muffled, breathless, as he pushed your thighs apart, finding your wetness, his eyes nearly rolling back into his head. God, he was starved for you, as you were for him, it felt frantic, hazy, like relief that he was finally touching your skin that would go away instantly, as it wasn’t enough. Your scent had his eyes actually rolling back for a second, a pant and a whine leaving his mouth in quick succession as his free hand pushed sweaty hair out of your face, his own spiky from your hand running through it.

He ground his cock against the bed, feeling himself leaking — as were you — and these touches alone honestly had him feeling like he could embarrass himself right here, and come in his pants like a teenager before even getting the chance to fuck you properly.

You nodded against his lips, practically gone and inattentive to anything but him, leaning more of your body weight back against the headboard and pulling — yanking — him with you, panting, desperate. “Need you, baby, please.”

Oh, he needed you too, baby girl.

“Need you too, gorgeous.” he panted, letting you push him around between your legs and wiping sweat off his forehead briefly, wiping that hand on the sheets— shit, that left a pretty dark mark. He bit down on your bottom lip, groaning into the kiss. God, you looked so pretty, so needy and desperate, and you were all for him. He needed to mark you in some way, make you his in every possible way. He needed to.

“You need me inside this pretty pussy, baby?” He asked, his hand already gliding over your slickness, his eyes locked on yours. His fingers pushed inside you, a moan leaving both your mouths as he felt the lack of resistance on your cunt’s part, and how it sucked his fingers in — fuck, you were tight — and he worked your bra off so he could suck and flick his tongue against your nipples one at a time, moaning against the softness of your tits— mmh, that felt so good.

You nodded frantically, cause fuck yeah, moaning, lips still pressed to his as the pressure had you whimpering in relief. “Yes— yes, baby, d-don’t you stop, ok? God, feels so good.”

“I won’t, wasn’t plannin’ on it, baby doll.” he grumbled against your lips. He didn’t plan on stopping anytime soon, not when you felt this good around his fingers, when you sounded so damn pretty.

“Christ, I need you.” His words were nearly a whisper as he pushed down his jeans and boxers. He was so hard, so desperate for you, that he couldn’t hold back anymore. “You ready, baby?” Well, he certainly was, let’s put it that way. He’d been grinding on the bed the whole time he was on top of you.

“So ready.” You nodded, kissing him desperately, hotly again, panting, whimpering, the works. God, you felt like you were on fire, like it wouldn’t stop until you had him— it felt almost primal. Why wouldn’t you be ready, though? You weren’t a woman if you didn’t get soaked for Dean Winchester.

“M’ gonna take care of you, baby girl, I will.” He muttered against your lips, taking deep breaths. The words came out in a near growl and a grunt, he was hungry for you, starved, so he’d let you kiss him breathless, and he’d kiss you back just as fiercely as you.

He needed to give you the relief you needed, the pleasure, the release. He still rubbed at your pussy, all while he continued kissing you, his tongue swiping across your bottom lip.

You moaned against his lips, nails raking down his back, leg hooking over his hip— fuck the cure, fuck Sammy (though the poor guy deserves more credit), you just needed this right now, you felt like you could explode. Spontaneously combust. Lit match to gasoline. “God, don’t wait.”

“I won’t wait. Not anymore.” He grunted as he felt your nails dig into his skin, and your legs wrapped around him. He was so desperate to be inside you, and the sight of you just beneath him, the sounds coming out of your mouth, they just made him throb.

“I got you, I’m gonna take care of you baby doll, m’ gonna take care of you real good.” He panted against your neck, biting down on the skin as he slid into you, his mouth dropping open at the pure relief.

Your head fell back, a long, drawn moan leaving your mouth— you swore it felt like a cooling balm had been slapped on your bodies, or ice cold water. It just felt like a splash of pure relief, and you couldn’t stop chasing it, it felt like euphoria. “Shitfuck.”

“Oh, god,” he groaned, groaned, eyes squeezed shut. He hadn’t felt relief like this in so long, and your moans were like a damn symphony to his ears. He nearly felt like he was in heaven, that you were an angel.

“You’re so perfect — perfect.” He panted against your skin, placing kisses against your neck, your collarbone, your shoulder, as he found a pace. “Feels so good, darlin’, good girl.” It took all the effort in the world for him to not just lose himself and start pounding into you, just to say.

Good girl? You could’ve come right there. Squirted, even.

But no. Your leg hitched higher on his hip, clutching at his shoulder and at the headboard, your forehead pinched, eyes closed as you just felt it, couldn’t stop feeling, desperately letting shameless moans slip past your lips— as if you could control those.

“Yeah, that’s it — give it to me, baby.” he panted, his eyes taking in the sight of you, how you were falling apart. “Take it, take it all, just let me do all the work, yeah, good girl.” One of his hands trailed down your body, to the back of your thigh, holding it up, using it as leverage to push into you.

He wouldn’t last long, he couldn’t. Not with the sounds coming out of your mouth, the way you looked. “You’re so damn pretty when you give it up, baby.”

“Dean,” You couldn’t help but moan, over and over, paired with the occasional shameless “yes”, eventually bringing him in for a hungry, sloppy kiss, feeling the pendant on his necklace cool against your skin.

“Ah—” he groaned against your lips, his kisses almost violent, more teeth than tongue than anything else. God, his name on your pretty lips was sinful, but he wanted to hear it again and again.

His hands continued to touch you everywhere they could, not missing a curve or angle, and just taking in the pure ecstasy of it all. “You look so perfect like this — all for me.” he panted against you, the coolness of the amulet was almost refreshing against his over-heated skin, he’ll had to admit, and seeing it between your tits? God, another bonus.

Ooh, an idea. You used your leg hooked around his waist, plus some hunter training, rolling you both over, immediately gripping the shitty-ass fabric and plush of the pillow so you could begin to move up and down, hitting that angle without missing a beat. “Sh—Shit.”

Oh, oh wow, he had to take a few deep breaths. He didn’t expect you to suddenly roll the two of you over but he certainly wasn’t complaining. You looked so damn perfect on top of him, like a goddamn dream. He gripped onto your hips, helping you move, a moan leaving his lips as you kept up the pace.

“That’s it baby doll, good girl—“ he couldn’t help but babble. “Can’t keep my hands off you.” He panted, staring up at you. “Doing all the work, look at you— I ain’t gonna last, sweetheart, please tell me you’re almost there.”

“M’ almost there.” The sentence came out as a moan, seeing him in his glory, amulet on his chest, all ridges of muscle and soft skin, your other hand gripping the headboard as you moved, assisted by his hands on your hips, calloused pads of his fingers pressing into your skin. “P—Please, baby, a—almost there, so, so close—”

“Just— just come with me, please— please—” He panted, his hands gripping your hips so tight, he knew that he’d leave marks, but he’d deal with it later. Right at that moment, he was just lost in the feeling.

“Come on, give it to me, baby, I wanna see it, wanna feel it.” He was desperate, but a gentleman, he wanted you to reach it first. You were absolutely too gorgeous for words, and he was nearly going feral— his mouth went dry. “Good girl, good girl, good girl, c’mon — oh, c’mon—”

The coil in your stomach snapped as you came, pure, unbridled euphoria and uninhibited ecstasy, your eyes rolling back, hips stuttering and pressing into his hands as your thighs shook, but you kept on to get him there. “O-Oh, baby, c-c’mon, Dean, please— please—”

Sweet mother of god.

Your voice, your movements, your face, it all just pushed him over that final edge, and a loud moan tore out of his throat as he rode it out. “God, baby doll, god—” was all he could manage.

He didn’t even realise his eyes fluttered shut. He was panting heavily, his chest rising and falling, the amulet resting gently between his pectorals. “Oh god, baby girl, c’mere— come here.” He muttered, hands gripping your hips, pulling you down. He just wanted to feel you against him— wait, what? The burn wasn’t going, it just wasn’t.

“Dean.” You whined, letting out a frustrated moan. “S’wasn’t enough, I can still feel it. Still feel it, baby.” You panted, keeping yourself up. Well, of course this thing wasn’t a one-and-done. You already broke all the cardinal rules of friendship without compunction, but now you had to do it again? Wow. Great going.

“I know sweetheart, I know.” He breathed, eyes opening, and looking up at you, the corners of his lips slightly turned up. He could feel it too, it was like something was missing, and he didn’t know what it was.

He pulled you down, and held you against his chest as he caught his breath. One of his hands moved to the side of your face, and he gently guided you into a soft kiss, the other hand moving down and squeezing your ass. “God, I need you so goddamn much.”

“Mhmm. Need you too.” You whined, your kisses becoming more insistent, needier— ok, don’t blame you, it seems to affect women more. “Can you— need you t’ take over, Dean.”

A small smirk appeared on his lips as you began to become more needy. “Don’t mind if I do, sweetheart.” He growled against your lips. He pushed you off of him, and rolled the two of you over, so you were now beneath him again, and his body was above yours.

“You want me to take over, huh?” He questioned, his lips moving to your neck, leaving nips and open-mouthed kisses over the skin. “You want me to take care of you?” His hips started snapping against you, a groan leaving his lips, cause oh, Jesus.

Woah, ok, you could get used to this. Especially with how you moaned, nodding desperately, leaving red marks on his shoulders and arms, his amulet touching the valley of your now bouncing tits with every thrust again, head tipping back as his cock brushed your cervix, hearing his grunts and pants in your ear mixed with your moans.

He couldn’t help the smirk that stayed on his lips as you clawed at his skin. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you? You like it when I take care of you?” He questioned, his mouth against your neck, his hips snapping against you, desperate to hear the pretty sounds leaving your lips.

“Tell me how much you like it, baby girl, go on.” His words were punctuated by a sharp bite to your shoulder, the other hand gripping your hip.

“Love it, Dean, fuck.” You gasped, your eyes rolling back, the knot in your stomach coming faster this time, scratching at his hips, the hot-ass dip in his back— anything you could reach, really, you weren’t picky.

“That’s it baby girl, there you go—“ he panted, his hips thrusting against yours, just pushing you closer and closer, his mouth against your skin still, leaving open-mouthed kisses and harsh bites.

The sounds you were making were just pushing him closer and closer, he was just desperate for you, and he couldn’t control the words that blurted out of his mouth. “God, you look so damn perfect baby, so damn pretty, so much better than I ever dreamed—“ Sure, he just revealed that he’d thought about this, but he still put your legs over his shoulders, leaning forward, splitting you in half and thrusting into you.

The new angle made your mouth fall open in a perfect ‘o’, and the feeling just overwhelmed your brain, made your body go positively wild, and you could swear some drool dribbled from the corner of your mouth. “D-Dean—”

Christ, he’s never seen anything so pretty.

He groaned as he took in the sight of you, your legs over his shoulders. “You like that, huh? You like it when I—“ his words were cut off with a strangled moan, you were just so perfect, he was never going to be able to get enough.

He managed to make a few more noises, some of them resembling your name, before he just dropped his forehead to your shoulder. “Baby— baby, need to come again in you, can I?“

You made a noise that sounded like a moaned yes, and you’d never known that being split in half by a guy would ever feel this good, your hands braced on the underside of your thighs. Well, that was a confirmation.

He groaned as he felt you nod against his shoulder, words being lost on him after that. That was a yes, a good, proper yes. He didn’t even know what he was saying, all that he knew was that he needed to give you it. So he just gave it to you hard, and fast, not letting up an inch. “Good girl, good girl, you’re doing so good, taking it so well, baby doll—” all the while, he panted against your skin.

He groaned against your skin, his mouth pressed to your shoulder. Hearing that, feeling you around him, he was done for, he was gone— “Yeah, baby, oh, you’re so good, so good, feels so damn good, I’m coming baby, I’m gonna—“

He let out a strangled moan, and his arms wrapped around you, holding you tight as he rode it out, burying his face into the crook of your neck, panting, grunting, smoothing your hair back as he spilled into you with a low moan.

You stroked his hair, helping him come down from it, feeling tired out— I mean, at least the pollen’s fucked out, right? Just… you hated witches now. You get Dean’s point— you didn’t before, but now you do.

He let out a weary groan, breathing still laboured and his skin was still flushed. When he came to and registered that you were stroking his hair, he let his head fall onto your chest, his head against your tits. Mm, like a pillow, feels s’nice.

“God, that was intense.” He whispered against your skin. “You okay, sweetheart?” He was spent, absolutely boneless and limp, and just content to lay there and bask in the aftermath of what you’d just done.

“Better than before.” You breathed, nodding, rubbing your cheek. “S’ not as sore as I thought it’d be, if I’m bein’ honest. But now I get why you hate witches.”

He let out a chuckle, which just sounds more like a quiet scoff, and he lifted his head up to look at you, a slight smirk on his lips. “Oh yeah? You get it now, huh?” His head returned to its original position after a few moments, and he nuzzled against you, an arm wrapping around your waist. “Not sore, huh? I didn’t go too hard on ya, did I?”

“No, but, uh…” You grinned cheekily. “Being carried to the bath would be much appreciated.” Oh, the little shit.

Of course.

He lifted his head to look at you, an entertained and amused look on his face. “Oh, you’re gonna be real cute, aren’t you?” He questioned, and then in a quick movement, he picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and holding you against his chest.

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[unriding]

ᘏ AUTHOR’S NOTE — hihi welcome to my 2024 kinktober! this a repost since i moved blogs, but a couple prompts have been added.

TO BE TAGGED, please leave a comment & mention which ones you’d like to be tagged in. or! you can fill out this form. either one is fine! however, you must be 18+ and have your age visible anywhere on your blog in order to interact. make sure to take a quick peek at the warnings too! happy (early) october ^^

ᘏ FANDOMS & INFO — wind breaker, my hero academia, honkai star rail, haikyuu, and blue lock too. there are fifteen drabbles and two lengthy fics included = seventeen posts for october! (｀∇ ´) ψ

OCTOBER 1 - OVERSTIMULATION

KAJI REN X F!READER ﾉ 1112 words ﾉ the game? three bottles of flavored lube. kaji’s turn to guess. and you? you just have to lay there and let him get a proper taste first.

ᘏ ft. cunninglingus, blindfolded (kaji), fingering, overstimulation

OCTOBER 3 - CUCKOLDING

HAYATO SUO X AFAB!READER ﾉ 1096 words ﾉ FICS4GAZA ﾉ sakura doesn’t think he’s ever held his phone in his non-dominant hand… until tonight.

ᘏ ft. consensual recording, cuckolding (sakura), + masturbation, overstimulation, very light choking, creampie, mention of toys

OCTOBER 5 - MASK KINK

ENDO YAMATO X F!READER ﾉ 1189 words ﾉ endo thought you were joking about masks being hot, but … if you really like them so much, then maybe he’ll put on a show just for you.

ᘏ ft. mask kink, very consensual fear play, both degradation & praise

OCTOBER 7 - SUCCUBUS?!

SAKURA HARUKA X SUCCUBUS!F!READER ﾉ 1126 words ﾉ there’s no better way to lose your virginity than to a succubus, right? do those even exist? he was skeptical before he met you.

ᘏ ft. virginity loss (both), aphrodisiac, creampie

OCTOBER 9 - PREDATOR/PREY

GALLAGHER (HSR) X F!READER ﾉ 1667 words ﾉ delivering this basket to your grandmother sounds easy enough, but they didn’t warn you about whatever seems to be lurking at the end ﾉ in other words.. you act out the fairytale: little red riding hood

ᘏ ft. consensual noncon (cnc), predator / prey dynamics, muffling (his glove), oral (receiving) overstimulation, fingering + squirting

OCTOBER 11 - PET PLAY

KIRYU MITSUKI X F!READER ﾉ 902 words ﾉ you think he just likes seeing you embarrassed at this point. tonight, it’s worse than ever before, and he’s loving every single second of it.

ᘏ ft. pet play, toys (anal plug), praise, pet names, double stuffed

OCTOBER 13 - DRY HUMPING

NESS (BLLK) X F!READER! ﾉ 923 words ﾉ it’s not allowed. he knows this. but he can’t help that it gets a little harder not to claim you as his whenever you come back for more.

ᘏ ft. dry humping to wall sex, dirty talk, marking, possessiveness, forbidden relationship, mentions of fingering, face sitting, creampies

OCTOBER 15 - IN UNIFORM

KUROO TETSUROU (HQ) X F!READER ﾉ 1190 words ﾉ there’s about five minutes left on the clock before your coworker comes back.

ᘏ ft. maid cafe, exhibitionism, time crunch for kuroo, squirting

OCTOBER 17 - APHRODISIACS

DAN HENG (HSR) X F!READER ﾉ 1469 words ﾉ it’s only natural that you’d try to play it off, especially when he had already warned you about this ahead of time. your bad, you’ll admit. unfortunately for you though, this aphrodisiac is one of the strongest, and it won’t be going away anytime soon.

ᘏ ft. aphrodisiacs, mutual pining, wall sex, squirting from putting it in

OCTOBER 19 - GHOSTS!

GHOST! HAYATO SUO X F!READER ﾉ 742 words ﾉ SFW ﾉ you seem to be the only one who doesn’t mind the ghost that trails behind you. your friends want to hire someone to get rid of him, but you seem to be weirdly defensive over something that’s supposed to be haunting you.

ᘏ ft. protective suo (this time in a cute way), ghosts, etc

OCTOBER 21 - SCARY MOVIE

ENDO YAMATO X F!READER ﾉ 841 words ﾉ SFW ﾉ you’ve had some bad ideas, but this one has to be your worst. halloween night, sitting side by side with the man who has it in his dna to tease you, rank #1 for scariest movies in existence playing on the big TV, and your friends. the friends you’ve somehow managed to convince (through a dragged out lie) that there’s absolutely nothing in the world that can scare you.

ᘏ ft. horror movies, reader is a bit scared, + endo comfort !!

OCTOBER 23 - YANDERE

YANDERE!UMEMIYA HAJIME X F!READER ﾉ 838 words ﾉ no one would dare hurt umemiya’s girl. they shouldn’t. they wouldn’t dare. but after some time.. he thinks he should give them another reminder. it wouldn’t hurt.

ᘏ ft. yandere, creampies, overstimulation, praise, size kink, marking, soft possessiveness, reader wears a skirt, catcalling (not from ume)

OCTOBER 25 - CAMGIRL

HAYATO SUO X F!READER ﾉ 3520 words ﾉ you always do what the highest tipper says, but looks like that’s backfired! “bring someone to fuck you raw on your next stream” but oh. you don’t have a boyfriend, do you? so the second best option would be to swallow your pride and ask one of your friends.

ᘏ ft. streaming (audience), camgirl! reader, dry humping, creampie, overstimulation, squirting, virginity loss (reader), teasing, tba

OCTOBER 27 - TOYS

TAKIISHI CHIKA X F!READER! 937 words ﾉ a fun dinner with your friends? unfortunately, the group is one chair short, so it’s a given that the couple shares. takiishi wonders which will give it away first: the buzzing between your legs, or the faces you’re making? you seem to be doing an alright job (much to his dismay) but one push should do it.

ᘏ ft. exhibitionism (hinted that endo knows), mentions of fingering & potential threesome, toy usage, reader wears a skirt, risk

OCTOBER 29 - DEALS

DABI (MHA) X HERO!F!READER ﾉ 890 words ﾉ what happens when your curiosity takes you to the league of villains’ hideout? luckily enough, there’s only one of them there to greet you— and the world seems kind enough to let you off with a deal. fuck him once to guarantee his silence, or so you thought.

ᘏ ft. tw dubcon, forced orgasms, fear play, mentions of murder, etc

OCTOBER 30 - MACHINES

MR. RECA (HSR) X F!READER! 753 words ﾉ your voice is a bit too quiet for films. he says to consider this a vocal warm-up— just some personalized training he’s given you to combat your shyness on set, but you think otherwise.

ᘏ ft. clear power imbalance (professor x student), blindfolding (reader), overstimulation & mindbreak (reader), pet names used once

OCTOBER 31 - ROOMMATES

HOUSEKEEPING! — TOGAME JO X F!READER! ﾉ 7784 words ﾉ you don’t realize how loud you are, do you? or are the walls just paper thin? his patience seems to also be running thin, but he’s always thought of himself as someone who tries to be a pretty decent guy most of the time. a decent enough guy that doesn’t fantasize about fucking choji’s childhood friend raw, at the very least.

ᘏ ft. masturbation (kind of caught), size difference, thigh fucking, creampie, semi-possessive togame glimpse at the end, etc

[yanderefarm]

If your requests are open can you do a Dom male reader x Valentino while vox watched thru hidden cameras (hasbin hotel)

valentino x male bull demon reader (and yandere!vox)

cw;; stalking, voyeurism, size kink, aphrodisiacs, belly bulge, edging

this is so fucking long oh my god. i didn't mean to go insane i just did. i want so badly to put valentino in his place let me get him pregnant damn. but also the idea of vox being a little yandere nerd is so cute. mans over here like "he should have been mine" like he'd ever even approach you on his own.

y/n: why did the power go out...

val: vox probably got caught jacking off to alastor again or something. just keep going, babe.

vox, crying: my recording....

vox had never been secretive about his desire to know what everyone was doing every moment of every day, well atleast not to his coworkers. valentino and velvette both were well aware that every room in the building was home to secret cameras just out of sight. there was a silent understanding that vox wouldn't look in on their most intimate moments and if he did he sure as hell wasn't supposed to record it.

rules change. especially when valentino is running around with some young demon that came out of nowhere. vox was used to valentino's flings, his penchant to find a favorite whore and milk it dry until it broke. he'd never seen valentino with someone like you.

you were large, easily towering over valentino in height and your chest was the size of two of him put together. you had the characteristics of a bull with two hooves and large curved horns. you weren't valentino's usual type if he didn't know better vox would never have imagined that you two would be hooking up.

he watched the night valentino approached you, apparently val wanted a big guy like you to mess up angel's guts. you offered to show him your skills instead. next thing vox is watching you bend valentino over and turn him into a sobbing bitch. he really regretted not saving that first video but at the time he figured it would get re-created at valentino's studio the next day. but you never made it to his studio.

now vox was watching with baited breath as you followed behind valentino. the way you let the moth drag you around like a pet under the guise that you were his bodyguard. the way vox caught you eyeing up valentino's legs in the elevator up. before it reached the right floor you had whispered something in valentino's ear that clearly caused the moth to fluster before he regained his usual cocky composure.

as you two got off the elevator vox quickly switched to the cameras in valentino's bedroom. originally it had only been around 3, now there were around 9. vox had cameras and microphones everywhere in that room to catch every little sound and every angle of your body. the one in the headboard was his favorite, it was angled so perfectly that when you were pounding into valentino he could pretend it was him underneath of you.

valentino clumsily unlocked the room like an old man with a hooker a third his age. as soon as the door opened you pushed him inside, your mouth immediately slamming against val's own. one set of the moth's arms wrapped around your neck while the others played with the hem of your too tight shirt. your large hands rested on valentino's waist, your fingers so easily able to completely wrap around him. your mouths were opened and the familiar sight of val's love potion dripped from where your tongues met.

you shoved the thin moth right up against the door, his large wings unfurling in ecstasy. you barely dragged your mouth away, syrupy sweet pink trails still connecting your mouths as valentino gasped for air. your mouth wasn't done though, instead your wet tongue ran along his exposed neck before you closed your lips around his pulse and began sucking. valentino moaned, his head rolling back against the door as his body tried to push up into your own. the hands that had been playing with your shirt now dragged their claws over the fabric pulling a hot moan from you.

you pulled your head up to admire the new mark resting on valentino's pretty neck. as you were admiring val was tugging at your shirt again impatiently. you let out a little puff of laughter through your nose as you finally relented and pulled the offending fabric off your body. immediately the hands that had been digging into your back moved to touch and admire your broad chest. his fingers sunk into the fat on your chest and his lips curled into a satisfied smile.

"oh mi corazon~" he dragged his claws lightly down your chest before stopping on your nipples. "what a naughty body you have mr. bodyguard."

"god val can you not talk like we're in one of your pornos?" you rolled your eyes with your own smile on your face.

"oh no~ are you going to punish me mr. bodyguard?" he pressed a claw into your chest again.

"i think I'm gonna have you arrested mr. valentino." you picked him up with ease, his legs wrapping around your waist.

"oh no please don't arrest me, sir. there must be something i can do to get out of it~" he ran his fingers through your hair as you laid him on the bed.

"you're so lucky I'm high on aphrodisiacs and you're cute." you spared both you and vox from more of valentino's cringe acting by slamming your mouths together again.

valentino got busy undoing the buttons on his shirt and taking off your pants. you were focused far more on sucking his tongue, your own hands desperately groping at his ass. you could still taste the remnants of the love potion on his tongue along with his sweet taste had you licking and sucking every corner of his mouth for more. valentino moaned into your mouth, his hands pushing at your stomach gently.

reluctantly you pulled away from him leaving another trail of saliva between you. "more... where's your flask?"

"thats not a good idea, mi vida. now get your pants off." valentino sat up just enough to slide his shirt off.

"c'mon val. when have you ever been against more sex?" you slid your pants off and stepped out of them, crashing back into his body.

"m not against more sex. but-"

"then c'mon~" you pressed your face into his neck trailing some kisses into his fluff. "you know I'll make it worth your while."

he let out a soft moan, fingers tangling into your hair. "mm ok a little more."

valentino fished his flask out of his skin tight pants and took a swig of it. you licked the bit that trailed down his lips before you kissed him properly. the sweet liquid immediately swirling around your mouth as his tongue pushed it deeper in. you could feel your head becoming lighter and your underwear tightened uncomfortably. where before there had only been a dull warmth that spread throughout your body now you could feel a desperate pulsing heat in every inch of your skin. your hands gripped valentino's legs tight enough to bruise as you drew them up to your hips. your body rocked forward, your painful erection rubbing against val's own causing what felt like electricity through your body.

"fuck..." you moaned, body humping against him again. valentino pressed his hands against your chest and pushed at you.

"baby, i told you it was too much." he scolded as you reluctantly rolled over onto the bed.

"val 'm on fire. if I don't fuck your brains out I'll probably die."

"oh no who could have seen this coming?" his fingers hooked in his too tight pants and he dragged them off his long legs.

you rolled onto your side, eyes tracing valentino's long legs while your hand lazily palmed your cock. valentino pressed a hand against your shoulder, pushing you back into the bed. he moved to straddle your hips, your boxers and his lacy thong the only things still separating you. he ran his claws down your stomach and you let out a deep groan, your hips rolled up into him.

"you wanna fuck me, baby?" val accentuated his words by grinding down into you.

"wanna fuck you." you grabbed his hips torn between stilling him and grinding up into him further.

"you gonna lay there and let me ride you?" he brought his lips down to trail kisses down your jaw.

"mmplease" you moaned, each kiss feeling like another electric shock to your system.

val hummed as his lower set of hands slid down to his thong. he made a show of hooking his fingers into it and dragging it down until his cock popped free, his leaking tip making a wet smack against his stomach. you watched impatiently, rutting your hips up against him while he kept making a show of himself. his hands slid across his pelvis to his cock, smearing the precum that dripped from his tip across his length.

"val, fuck, c'mon" you practically whined as you tried to grind against him again. "i get it you're so pretty. let me fuck you."

with a click of his tongue he let himself go. he said something in spanish too but you were too distracted to catch it. instead you were more focused on the way it felt like you were melting as his thin hands trailed up your thighs. his nimble fingers tugged at the hem of your boxers before he finally moved. he swung himself around so he sat on your stomach and all you could see was his pretty wings, you could feel his upper set of hands sliding down your stomach and into your boxers. his larger set of hands dragged your boxers down to your knees, your cock springing out and hitting against his own. you both moaned at the sudden feeling, electric currents running right to your brain as you thrusted your hips into the air. val shushed you sweetly before taking your cock in his hands, it took all four of his hands to encircle the full length of your massive member.

"fuck its always so much bigger than i remember." val admired as his hands ran along the bottom of your heavy length. "god how do you ever fit this thing inside of me... I'm amazing."

you snort a bit at his words before a loud moan rips out of your throat. it's hard to think when your cock is absolutely throbbing and the heat in your entire body feels like molten lava. you don't even realize that your hips are trying so hard to fuck into his hands, he has to pin you down with all his strength to just get you to stop shaking the bed.

"we're not gonna do that shit where you go crazy and start fucking me like a wild animal tonight. I'm in control, got it?" he said it like you could respond or even really parse his words.

vox rolled his eyes at the screen before taking a drink of his coffee. "as if that's gonna happen." he said like valentino could hear him.

vox had watched you two go at each other like rabbits and he'd never seen you quite this out of it. he knew it was just the drugs and nothing valentino was doing, i mean for a guy whose whole job is sex his hand job is so sloppy. if vox had you all to himself like that his long tongue would be swirling around as much of your length as he could reach. just thinking about it vox brought his fingers up to his mouth before sliding his tongue out to wrap around his hand down to his wrist. his other hand slid down to the bulge in his pants and he rubbed against it. if you were his he wouldn't make you wait like val was. if you were his he would be ready to take your massive cock whenever you wanted him.

valentino was teasing you again, one hand spreading pink lube along your swollen cock while another worked his tight ass open. his wings had spread enough that you could watch him fingering himself but he had his weight pressed against your hips so you couldn't buck into him. the sight of your jaw slack and your brows furrowed with one of your hands trying in vain to keep your moans in flooded vox's screens as he committed it to memory.

"don't be quiet, baby. let it out." vox and valentino said at basically the same time.

vox's claws dug into his thigh as you reacted to his words. you removed your hand and cried out loudly, back arching as you spurt out thick cum all over valentino's hand. your body was shaking as your hips fell back to the bed, the sweet shock to your system made your brain fuzzy. valentino licked up the cum that coated his hand, his fingers sliding into his mouth with a moan. he slid his other hand away from his slicked up hole with a slight whine. before he could miss it too much though he moved himself over your broad slick tip, pressing it between his cheeks.

you didn't wait. your eyes still glazed with the familiar signs of the aphrodisiac you grabbed your pretty moth roughly. valentino cursed as you flipped your bodies so you were over top of him, his wings pressed uncomfortably against your chest and your cock nestled right between his thighs.

"fucking, seriously? we haven't even started yet!" valentino squirmed fruitlessly as you pressed kisses down his neck and into his fluff.

"i told you." vox hummed as he undid his own pants.

you were unresponsive though, the only sign you even actually heard valentino was a little whine you gave. you tried to press yourself into him but your cock slipped down to rub against his own. valentino huffed about to scold you even more but all that came through was a groan. you tried again only to whine in his ear when you once again slipped.

"fu-fuckin hell, amor if you had, ngh, just waited another minute..." valentino's arms fumbled to reach behind him, your humping not helping.

his hands finally found your cock and he pressed your tip against his hole again. he used one hand to spread himself enough for your thick head to finally push inside of him. once the tip made it in you sunk into him deeper, a loud moan falling off your lips at the smaller man's impossible tightness. valentino's thighs were shaking as he grunted and whined, some of his own cum dribbled out of his cock at just having you finally enter him.

when you pulled your hips back a bit and sunk a good third of your cock inside him? fuck. valentino's claws dug into the sheets as he practically screamed. your massive girth was splitting him in half like it was the first time. you felt a little bad for your boyfriend and you leaned down to press soft kisses into his wings. the sensation had valentino's head falling back and resting against you. one of your large hands moved up to wrap around his throat while the other death gripped his hips.

you sunk your hips deeper, every painfully good inch sinking into his too tight body had both of you panting. valentino had tears in his eyes, his throat starting to hurt from crying out and getting the air pushed out of him. you were out of it, valentino was lucky you hadn't forced yourself completely inside him yet, your mind was fuzzy and the warm tightness felt like heaven on your aching cock. your mouth left wet hot kisses where val's wings met skin and up the back of his neck. it was a trail of bruises and bite marks and your hot saliva. you were about halfway inside his body.

"fuck. fuck. baby.. my stomach." val said in breathy awe as his hand touched his stomach and he could feel you bulging against his skin.

you trailed another flurry of kisses up the other side of his neck. "only half way." valentino didn't know if you were replying to him or just telling yourself.

his hole tightened around your length as he came all over the sheets, harder than before. you let out a deep grunt, hands pulling him up against your body like he was trying to escape. tears finally fell down his cheeks as you inadvertently sunk deeper into him. it was getting to be too much for your moth and he tried to push at your stomach.

"pathetic." vox grunted, watching as valentino tried uneventfully to push you back. "you got him high, you should be able to handle it."

vox had pulled his cock out and began making slow agonizing strokes everytime he watched you push deeper into valentino. he had been imagining that he was the lucky bastard getting his guts ruined by your massive size until valentino ruined it by trying to push you away. vox had several dozens of recordings that proved val's ability to take every inch, he didn't need to be such a baby about it every time. if it was him he would be thanking you for it even if he short circuited.

apparently you weren't paying attention to valentino's weak protests this time either. one of your large hands grabbed his thin wrists and you held them behind his back. the new leverage this gave you helped you sink until your pelvis pressed against his soft ass. valentino sobbed and squirmed underneath you but every movement only made him feel your massive cock in his stomach more.

"fuck fuck fuck, please-"

you took that as a sign to move and you dragged your hips back, your cock sliding back halfway with more ease now. and then you snapped your hips back into him, your heavy balls slapping against val's. that's how your brutal pace began, slow purposeful thrusts pulling back and then slamming every inch back in. valentino was screaming and in a few snap of your hips he had cum around you again. you had stuttered just a bit then but otherwise you kept your relentless pace.

valentino's thighs were shaking with every slam into him. if it hadn't been for your grip on his arms keeping him upright he would have already lost all strength in his legs. your other hand had wrapped tighter around his throat successfully shutting up his screaming and crying as his face turned red. he clawed at your hand but it was no use, eyes rolling back as he came a 4th time. you followed shortly after, emptying yourself inside his tight hole. your head was getting a bit clearer.

vox had been edging himself while he mimed your movements. his hand around his own neck was certainly not enough to get the same effect as your hands would but it was just enough. he was so close when you came inside valentino but he stopped himself, his breath shakey and his wires buzzing. he watched as you pulled valentino into another position and began fucking into him, his blue drool dripped down the corners of his lips.

his hands quickly scrambled to find his new toy, unsatisfied just using his hands anymore. he pulled out a large toy. while it didn't live up to your size it was the same exact shape as you after he'd meticulously mapped out your entire length with several videos. he could have gotten the sizing perfect as well but he was working up to it still and what he had now was already a bit too much. vox applied a generous amount of lube to the toy, lovingly stroking it like it was yours with your moans and the wet sound of your cock playing through his speakers.

after coating the entire toy he pulled his pants off completely and climbed to his knees on his office chair. he watched the headboard camera, examining the way your face so beautifully showed every drop of pleasure as his fingers pressed into his tight hole. you closed your eyes as you grunted in pleasure and vox pressed his forehead against the screen as his breathing got more ragged.

"can i.. please...?" he asked the air, drawing himself closer to the edge again.

he imagined that he could hear you mocking him and asking if he was going to cum before you even put it in. if he was going to be another pathetic whore like valentino. he let out a choked no as he reluctantly dragged his fingers from his needy hole. vox blinked bringing himself back to the moment before swallowing and taking a deep breath.

truthfully vox had been edging himself to you for weeks now. he made a game of it. at first it was just seeing if he could wait until you came so he could cum with you. then it became more. he needed to prove he was better than valentino, more patient than valentino. every time he would imagine you praising him for not being a messy slut like val. one time turned into two and now he was at 7. he could imagine you being so proud of him, kissing his face gently and telling him he was so good for you.

he felt his screen get hot imagining your gentle kisses and touches. he took another deep breath, successfully calmed down as he heard you grunt out another orgasm. you were pouring more of your thick cum into valentino. vox laughed.

"you're so mean. fuckin making a mess of that idiot when you could be here with me." he reached out and dragged a claw carefully down his screen.

you changed your and valentino's position to one of vox's favorites. god it's like you knew he was watching. valentino's long legs over your shoulders was the only part of the pesky moth he could see and instead vox could get a perfect view of every muscle you moved to push your hips into your lover. he put the toy in his chair and slowly lowered himself onto the broad tip. one hand held him steady on the desk while the other spread himself open for the toy. just as it pushed into him he heard you let out a throaty moan and he felt his heart skip a beat.

vox moaned for you as he lowered himself down further on the toy that was just too big for him. he understood why valentino's thighs were always shaking when you were filling him. his own thighs were trembling being filled with something half your size. god, he wondered how you would break him, how your cock would make his stomach bulge. he could take it though. he would be so grateful. he was muttering thank you as he pushed the toy halfway into him. you again moaned for him like you were acknowledging him.

vox had to force himself to stop before he got too close to the edge again. his brows furrowed as he watched you make valentino cum all over himself again and his bitter jealousy bubbled in his chest. that was enough to calm him down this time so he focused himself again on taking every inch of his toy. he heard your delicious sounds as you came again, this time cursing as you rode it out into val's sloppy hole. vox buried the rest of the toy inside of him, imagining you came as soon as you filled him up completely. he was so good for you.

you changed your and valentino's position again, this time you picked the moth up in your arms and began using him like a fleshlight. you could do that to vox too, he was smaller than valentino it would be so easy for you to use him. he matched your messy thrusts in and out of valentino's leaking hole as he fucked himself on his toy. vox fell forward both hands falling against the desk and clawing into it as he called out your name. you were more vocal, more conscious this time as you made a mess of valentino.

"fuck, you're so good f'r me, baby. take me so well." yes!! vox took you so well, he was your good boy. if you could just see him like this.

"yeah that's it baby. every inch, just like that." you were so breathless and your grunts were so good. vox could only pant and moan out his thank yous.

"you gonna cum f'r me again, slut?" it was like you could see vox's leaky and desperate cock. vox could only nod, losing his composure to stop himself as he reached the edge.

"cum f'r me, just like that. c'mon i know you have more in you." your voice was too much.

vox's wires buzzed and whirred as he dropped himself on his toy. his claws scratched the desk as his grip tightened. his entire screen went fuzzy with static as ropes of thick cum spurted onto the floor. he couldn't stop cumming and his fans whirred so loudly trying to stop him from overheating as he let loose a months worth of edging all over himself and the ground. and then everything went black. his screen cut out as it overheated but more than that all the power in the building, on the block went out with a static buzz.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK- NO- GOD DAMNIT-"

[arc-misadventures]

It Was That Easy?!

Jaune, and Coco:

~~~

Velvet: That was fucking it?!!

Coco: Yeah...

Velvet: You two have been dancing around each other for months! And, what finally gets you two to start dating was the fact that you two wouldn't hang out as much if you started dating other people?!

Coco: Yes...?

Velvet: We tried to set you up for months! A simple conversation got you together?!

Coco: You tried to set me up?

Velvet: We locked you in a closet!

Coco: Oh, I remember that closet... That was quite cramped...

Velvet: The time we stole all his clothes so you would walk in on him naked!

Coco: My man looks like a marble statue. Mmmh~! Those abbs~!

Velvet: The tickets you gave you guys to go to that resort in, Vaccuo! You two were all alone, and you didn't do anything?!

Coco: We defiantly had plenty of beach suit fashion shows. For the record: Speedos do not word on, Jaune. That bulge... I have various mixed feelings after seeing that...

Velvet: We spiked your food!

Coco: You spiked our food?!

Velvet: There was faunas grade aphrodisiacs in your food! And, nothing happened?!

Coco: Wait, was that in the fish dish you made us. Because we had the runs after eating that.

Velvet: All that planning, all that work, all our scheming, and none of that work?!

Coco: Sorry...?

Velvet: That's it! You're going to the closet!

Coco: What?

~~~

Velvet: Get in there!

Coco: Whoa hey, Vel, what are you...?! Ooph!

Jaune: Uhh... Hey, Coco...?

Coco: Jaune...?

Velvet: This time you better do it!

Nora: Or, I'll spike your food again!

(Slam!)

Jaune: ...?

Coco: ...?

Jaune: So... I take it, Velvet let you know about her schemes to get us together too right?

Coco: Yeah, apparently she was the reason why were locked in a closet for the first time. And, she stole all your clothes so I would walk in on you naked. Got us those tickets so we could stay at that resort. And, she spiked out food.

Jaune: Oh, it was , Velvet who did that. Nora told me a different story about what she did.

Coco: What did she do?

Jaune: That resort we were staying at actually had two beds in it, Nora some how got rid of one of them.

Coco: What? The bed was made into the wall; How did she do that?

Jaune: Best not ask. She actually go that distress call from when we got stuck in the cabin in the mountain.

Coco: She did?

Jaune: Yeah, she wanted us to... mingle to stay warm before she rescued us the next day.

Coco: Posing naked in furs was certainly a way to mingle...

Jaune: And, she spiked our food...

Coco: And, after she learned that we got together because we didn't want to stop hanging out, she shoved you in the closet as well...

Jaune: Yeah... And, while i wouldn't mind us having some fun here in the closet~!

Coco: Oh, really~?

Jaune: But, they put us in the wrong closet...

Coco: Eh?

Jaune: It's too cramped, I can't move...

Coco: Grr... come one. I can...?! Grrrr...! I'm stuck too...

Jaune: Can you reach my scroll?

Coco: Nope, my hands our stuck here feeling up your broad chest~! You?

Jaune: Maybe...? Let's see if I can... Ahh found it! Uhh... Password?

Coco: 0-2-2-4.

Jaune: Okay... Calling...? Glynda...

Coco: Good choice.

Glynda: Hello, Coco do you need something?

Coco: Hi, Triple G! Uhhh... So, Jaune, and I started dating...

Glynda: You two started dating?!

Coco: Yes... and...?!

Glynda: Fucking finally!

Coco: ...

Jaune: ...

Coco: We should have started dating months ago...

Jaune: Yeah...

[ficsforgaza]

Here is the official calendar and masterlist for our Kinktober event! We were able to raise a total of $403 USD for Gaza through this initiative, so thank you to everyone who has donated their time and money to make this all come to life! Below you will find our schedule for the month and all the wonderful fics we have lined up. ❤️ the Mods

Links below the cut!

@nanamis-bigtie: Privilege (Satoru Gojo, Free Use)

@arvandus: The Suffocation of Fear (Atsuya Kusakabe, Choking)

@hor3nee: Hucow (Leon Kennedy, Hucow)

@prettyboykatsuki: Untitled (Isagi Yoichi, Voyeurism)

@euthymiya: Rumors (Kamisato Ayato, Creampie)

@stunie: Untitled (Suo Hayato, Cuckolding)

@threadbaresweater: Primal (Togame Jo, Deepthroating)

@hwaithie: Brutal Pleasures (Blade, CNC)

@minnaci: At Your Service (Sampo Koski, Cross-Dressing)

@cruel-hiraeth: As You Wish (Diluc Ragnvindr, Bondage)

@madaqueue: Like We Were Made To (Satoru Gojo, Omegaverse)

@hauntedhokage: Untitled (Kento Nanami, Sex Toys)

@goxjo: Favor or Fervor (Childe, Dubcon)

@mangostarjam: Home Cooking (Haruka Sakura, Scent Kink)

@strawberrystepmom: Untitled (Rengoku Kyojuro, Praise)

@dreamerdeity: Slow Down Babe (Dottore, Somnophilia)

@auraxins: Untitled (Fu Xuan, Body Worship)

@/hauntedhokage: Untitled (Boothill, Roleplay)

@aelilith: Bound by Lust (Suo Hayato, Shibari)

@fyodior: Untitled (Nobara Kugisaki, Scissoring)

@lovemikage: Bed Chem (Bachira Meguru, Humiliation)

@persicipen: Untitled (Argenti, Weapons)

@soft-zawa-png: Babygirl (Takami Keigo, Spanking)

@faededaway: Untitled (Ochako, Pillow Humping)

@/threadbaresweater: Just This Once (Suguru Geto, Breeding)

@dilucs-princess: Untitled (Nagi Seishiro, Face Sitting)

@blueparadis: Hottest Summer on Record (Higuruma Hiromi, Nanami Kento, Double Penetration)

@spikesbunny: Sweet Tea (Ruan Mei, Aphrodisiacs)

@nagumoan: Bite Your Tongue (Jiaoqiu, Exhibitionism)

@attractedtopeoples: Sweetheart (Roronoa Zoro, Subspace)

@tacticalhimbo: Untitled (Leon Kennedy, Pegging)

@vennilavee: Diet Pepsi (Nagi Seishiro, Squirting)

@yuutito: Untitled (Yuuta Okkotsu Yuuta, Femdom)

@head-shoulders-knees-pain: Untitled (Aventurine, Glove Kink)

@hanmaitani: A Siren’s Call (Bachira Meguru, Monsterfucking)

@mintmatcha: Untitled (Tasuku Tsubakino, Lingerie)

@/prettyboykatsuki: untitled (Sakura Hakura, Cam Sex)

@/head-shoulders-knees-pain: Untitled (Angel Devil, Phone Sex)

@/euthymiya: Lumidouse Season (Wriothesley, Sex Pollen)

@boundinparchment / Secret Euphoria (Childe, Belly Bulge)

@kentophilia: Untitled (Suguru Geto, Gloryhole)

@yandereshingeki: The Antithesis of Decay (Shigaraki Tomura, Stuckage)

@cottoncalicoes: Used to Have a Sweet Tooth but You Rotted Me (Endo Yamato, Masturbation)

@tetzoro: Peeping Tendou (Satori Tendou, Noncon)

@/yuutito: Untitled (Hirofumi Yoshida, Tentacles)

@/minnaci: Egg Me On (Ushijima Wakatoshi, Oviposition)

@/nagumoan: Not Too Late for Firsts (Welt Yang, virginity loss)

@/goxjo: What’s Mine Is Mine (Sukuna, Hate Sex)

@pinkkittysaw: Caged In (Leon Kennedy, Chastity)

@leychin: Be Sure to Leave a Review! (Kamisato Ayato, Orgasm Denial)

@/cruel-hiraeth: Flesh of My Flesh; Blood of My Blood (Kamo Choso, Incest)

@another-lost-mc: The House Always Wins (Mammon and Lucifer, Cucking)

@fandomfloozy: A Lesson in Patience (Kiyoomi Sakusa, Cockwarming)

@screamingcrows: It Looks Easy Enough on the Picture (Xiao, Overstimulation)

@yinyuedijun: Corruptive (Aventurine and Dr. Ratio, double penetration)

@/fyodior: untitled (Rin Itoshi, thigh riding)

@aurorasgate: Made for Me (Nanami Kento, Anal)

@/cruel-hiraeth: Duty-Bound (Akagami no Shanks, Period Sex)

@froggibus: Scenting (Beelzebub, scent kink)

@kechiwrites:

@seaspringangel: The Taste of You (Kamo Choso, Lactation)

@a-ikuoliver: Thou Shalt Not Covet (Maki Zenin, stepcest)

[brairslair]

op monster trio x fem!reader nsfw headcanons

EVERYONE IS 18+ (minors need to scram)

a/n: remember, these are hc’s and just my opinion!

don’t forget to like, reblog, and comment to support my work! mwah <3

“just enjoy this”

luffy:

very talkative and vocal during sex

always just says whats on his mind

“wow, you’re so wet for me already”

“you look so pretty when your face scrunches up like that”

“that feels good. go faster”

not shy at all about moaning and can get really loud sometimes

like there will definitely be noise complaints

kinda a pleasure dom, but can also get really needy sometimes

wants to make sure you feel just as good as he does

“does that feel good?”

“how’s this?”

“you like it when i do that?”

loves bringing food into the bedroom (obviously)

aphrodisiacs? yes

licking whipped cream, hot fudge, caramel, etc, off your body? yuh huh

and his stamina is HIGH

he also gets really excited about trying new things, and will try pretty much anything once if it’s something you’re into

one of his favorites is mirror sex

spreading you out on his fingers or his dick and making sure you watch yourself

he just wants you to see the beautiful view that he gets to see

plus then he gets double of you, and more you is always good

loves when you get vocal, so if you’re on the shyer side he will definitely work overtime so he gets to hear you

will make it a game to see how loud he can get you

he also speaks portuguese bc it makes sense and also i said so !!!!

sometimes his language setting accidentally switches to portuguese when he’s fucked out

“vou meter em você ate você gritar meu nome”

goes crazy when you say his name

even crazier when you get so cockdrunk that you start babbling nonsense

honestly he can’t help but laugh

like full on belly laughing like a maniac while he’s breaking your brain

but he just thinks you’re the cutest and he can’t contain himself

sometimes he’ll have a conversation with you while you’re in that state, acting like he can understand anything you’re saying

“feels good huh?”

you’ll whine out something indecipherable in response

“yeah i know!”

he’s always happy if you tell him what you want and how you’re feeling

because he just loves you so much and he wants you to enjoy it too

because he thinks you deserve the world

can also get pretty dominant/demanding sometimes without even realizing it, just because he’s so blunt

he’s just a man who knows what he wants and goes for it

if he’s especially needy, he gets a little more rough with you

holding your hair as he fucks your mouth, because your eyes look so pretty when you look up at him like that

or fucking you hard and fast to chase his own release, leaving bruises on your hips from how tightly he’s gripping them

even then, he’ll always do frequent check ins to make sure you’re still enjoying it

messy kisser

loves kissing and licking and nibbling all over your body

definitely leaves marks

he’s also not shy about PDA, (mostly because he does not understand the social construct of what is and is not appropriate to do in public), so he loves when he gets to see his love marks on you the next day

thinks u look rly pretty with his love all on you

he’s really good with his mouth

could eat you out for hours, and wont stop until your whole body is shaking

big fan of face sitting

definitely more of a tits guy

always smiling into your kisses, wether he’s sweetly kissing your lips, leaving a trail down your body, or teasing your clit

loves to make you squirm, so edging you is definitely fun for him

he likes seeing you be all needy for him, especially since he’s usually the needier one (can you blame him)

definitely also challenges himself to see how many times he can make you cum in one day, and keeps track of his records

really enjoys using his devil fruit powers on you too, and laughs in excitement when it makes your eyes roll back

always gets you both water and plenty of snacks afterwards, falling into a comfortable conversation or putting on your favorite movie

zoro:

you’re the only person he feels comfortable enough to be this vulnerable with, and he trusts you with his life

you are always his number one priority, no matter what, and that naturally carries over into your sex life

he’s extremely attentive to you, in and out of the bedroom

knows your body better than he knows his own

always knows exactly what you need and just how to make your eyes roll back

he’s a “just relax and let me take care of you” kind of guy, and all he cares about is making you feel good

after all, you always make him feel good, even without doing a single thing

but of course he soaks in anything and everything you graciously give him

he quietly feels undeserving of your love, so he’s really big on being praised

your sweet words only spur him on to make you cum even harder

usually more of a soft dom

but if you ask nicely, sometimes he’ll let you take care of him when you know he needs to just relax

he’s gentle with his strength and careful not to hurt you

likes to fuck you hard but slow, wanting it to last as long as possible

he lives to hear your pretty noises of overstimulation as he makes sure to hit the right spots with every agonizing thrust

your legs held over his shoulders so you can feel every inch of him

doesn’t pick up his pace, even when you’re trembling and trying to move your hips against his

“i’ve got you. just enjoy this”

not super talkative, but definitely gets more vocal the more comfortable he gets being intimate with you

lots of grunts and groans against your neck

sometimes an occasional moan or curse will slip out

when he does talk, it’s soft and low, whispered for only your ears to hear

his voice gets a little deeper when he’s like this, and it grounds you and shakes you to your core somehow at the same time

he loves kissing you, and pouring every feeling he can’t put into words onto your lips

rly likes watching your face to see every pretty little expression you make

likes seeing how good he’s making you feel

also really big on eye contact

wether he’s fingering you, eating you out, fucking you, you’re giving him head, whatever, he wants to look into your eyes and watch them as they get all glassy

“hey, look at me. keep your eyes open”

a little bit into dacryphilia , because it feels so intimate to him

making you feel so overwhelmed with pleasure that it brings you to tears, then kissing all your tears away as you fall apart for him

he’s also really good with his fingers because of how much dexterity he’s built up in his hands from all those years of swordsmanship training

the reason he also has insane stamina ^

if you get bratty with him he’ll get bratty back (he’s a part of the sassy man apocalypse)

sometimes if you’re being particularly bratty, or when he gets cocky after a really good training session, he can get a little more riled up into being more talkative and commanding

but he still never loses that softness, because to him you’re angel on earth, and his love and adoration for you is overflowing

“if you’re that needy, just ask for it. don’t need to make a fuss”

“that’s it, keep going”

“go ahead, you can let go for me”

“tell me what you want me to do and i’ll do it, but you have to use your words”

if he’s feeling really confident, he might pin you against his surface of choice while he ruts into you, licking into your mouth to savor your taste

^ he feels guilty at first for being rough with you, but any fears of him being selfish fly out the window when he hears you moan his name all desperate and hoarse and fucked out

“you like it when im rough like this, huh?”

“what was that, honey? you gotta speak up”

“i know you’ve got one more in you, baby, don’t hold out on me”

no matter what, he always makes sure you cum at least twice before he does

he’s not super into pda, but he secretly loves when you leave marks on him

especially when you scratch up his back or his chest

they feel like battle scars and make him feel all proud and shit

he’ll “discreetly” show them off walking around topless, but he’ll still glare at anyone if they make a comment about it

he also joins the pda train anytime he sees you talking to another man that isn’t a part of the crew

or any time he’s drunk off his ass ^^

thigh/ass guy

he loves feeling your body shutter and twitch from his touch

he doesn’t smile too often, but you sometimes get lucky enough to see it

he’ll hold your jaw up and smile lazily into your sweet kisses while he fucks you deep with his fingers

constantly longs to show his devotion to you, and takes his time to make sure you feel it

lots of sleepy and lazy sex

also shower/bath sex

he lives to hear your sweet sounds

he will not stand for it if you try to hide your pretty little noises from him

“c’mon, don’t do that. let me hear you”

“don’t get all shy on me now”

“there’s my girl”

he’ll always put a pillow under your hips

he likes to wrap his arms around your waist to pull you as close to him as possible

he also just finds it really hot when you arch your back

he’ll fuck you so good that you genuinely cannot stand after he’s finished with you

then he’ll run you both a warm bath, hold you to his chest, and wash off your body and your hair as you both relax into the comfortable silence

sanji:

worships the ground you walk on (seriously considered starting a religion)

loves to be romantic and set the mood

cooking you both a nice intimate dinner, lighting candles, peppering rose petals, giving you massages, etc etc

but once you guys actually start getting intimate, he cannot WAIT to get his hands on you

but he still respects you and treats you like a fucking queen, because to him you are

not an exaggeration by any means either, he will build you a throne

he asks permission before kissing you

won’t touch you unless you give him permissiom

will do or say genuinely anything you ask him to, no questions asked

but will also pathetically rut his hips against your clothed cunt while you make out and cum in his pants if you allow it

he can get rock hard just at the sight of you

not even in a pervy way, it’s just that you’re sooo sexy and everything you do is like his siren song

definitely a sub

loves receiving, and feels blessed with every ounce of pleasure you grant him

but making you feel good gives him just as much pleasure, because he worships you after all

knowing he’s the one making you feel good really gets him going

he’ll worship your body for HOURS with no expectations to receive anything in return

he can get off untouched just by knowing he’s making you feel good

loves eating you out, and is extremely talkative

more than willing to be on his knees for you at any time

loves praising you (of course) and is always eager to encourage you

“you’re the most beautiful woman i’ve ever seen”

“you taste so sweet, mon amour”

“want you to cum so badly, sweetheart”

“please let me help you come undone my love”

he loves when you praise him too

however, he also goes crazy when you get a little mean

likes it when you use him for your own pleasure after a restless night or a frustrating mission

or when you edge him for hours as punishment for making a flirtatious comment towards another woman (atp he only does it to get this result)

he is also not beneath begging !

sucker for romance during sex too

loves holding your hand while he makes you see stars or while you let him use your mouth

kissing all over you while you both fall apart

babbling and whining against your lips about how much he loves you

loves when you mark him up, and will proudly show them off

practically gets heart eyes every time he looks at you, but his eyes are BULGING when he sees your perfect tits

loves sucking on them while you ride him

very cheesy and dramatic lines and pet names, but they all come straight from his heart and he means every single word

really likes it when you pull his hair

definitely whimpers and whines and moans your name like a prayer

says “thank you” when you let him cum because he’s so polite

probably has a breeding kink

definitely has low stamina at the beginning of your relationship and doesn’t last very long, but builds it up over time

still makes sure you’re more than fully satisfied even if he’s already finished

would let you tie him up, blindfold him, gag him, whatever you want, and he would enjoy the fuck out of every second

he would still complain and whine about not being able to touch/see/praise you a bit though

super passionate kisser

also always extremely sensitive, because it’s you

lots of cuddles and kisses and sweet words after the two of you are done until you fall asleep with your limbs tangled

asks are open!

[ggidolsmuts]

"Smart" Home - Le Sserafim Sakura, Chaewon

TW: Aphrodisiac use, purely to make a really stupid tech pun. Otherwise, this is relatively vanilla, but the concept is quite out there... Closest thing would be my Savage(d) and Guilty Pleasures stories? Sorry for the slight spoilers I guess lol

"Sakura-san, are you free later today? Would you like to join me for a coffee?"

"Sakura yah, you're so pretty, you should date! Are you seeing anyone at the moment? I know someone if you're interested."

"Kkura-unnie, a close friend says you're his favorite member, do you want to meet him? He's a good guy."

Despite her popularity, Sakura remains aloof, gently but firmly dissuading any potential suitors. Some wondered if she was just extremely private and already had a partner in secret, but her situation was actually a lot more complex...

"I'm back," Sakura calls out as she enters her house.

"Welcome back, Sakura, how was your day?"

"Tired."

"Would you like to relax? I have prepared the room, today's a training day."

"Oh right, yeah, sure why not." Sakura slips her top off first, leaving a trail of clothes (jeans, bra, panties) as she follows the disembodied voice of AInata. It is the product of Sakura's tinkering, the hobby she works on when she is not crocheting.

"Please strap in." Wholly naked she slips her legs and arms into place and they clasp around her ankles and wrists. Sakura closes her eyes, and she allows AInata to do its thing. It begins with a brush against her lips, not quite a kiss, but something softer—a velvet scarf glancing by. The fabric wraps around her neck, causing goosebumps to rise before it goes to her chest. Slowly it rubs against her nipples, and they grow hard and sensitive. With her legs spread Sakura can feel the beginnings of a trickle down her thighs—AInata was extremely competent at foreplay. The velvet scarf moves further down her body, wrapping warmly around her tight abs, giving her the sensation of being hugged. Her legs are split slightly further apart, and then—

"Unnnngh..." A cock parts her lips, but does not penetrate. The head of it rubs against her pussy, making her get even wetter. Back and forth it rubs, and Sakura bucks her hips, letting loose a moan and yearning for it to enter her. It is a cock she knows will give her extreme pleasure, having been designed and made to her "specifications". She tries to bring her hands down, wanting to shove it into herself, but AInata reacts, bringing her arms back up and making sure she stays spread-eagled. It uses her actions as a cue, and thankfully the dildo pushes into her firmly.

"Ohh, oh yes fuck!"

"Would you like to cum once, Sakura? Or should we proceed with training today?"

"Once first, but make sure you are recording data."

"Of course." Sakura is instantly swept up in pleasure as the cock begins thrusting in and out of her, the wrap around her seeming to pulse, matching the rhythm of the thrusts. In the privacy of her own home Sakura moans unreservedly, her hands allowed to dangle in the air, held up against some imaginary shoulders. It isn't a perfect simulation, but with Sakura's head in the clouds, it is a good enough imitation of a solid fuck with someone.

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" With a loud groan the cock pushes itself deeper into her, mimicking a lover finishing with her as Sakura's pussy contracts around it ecstatically, and audible drops of liquid are heard splattering the floor as more juice trickles down her thighs and legs, before being splashed about by her twitching feet. Limply Sakura hangs in the air, held up only by the restraints.

"Fuck that was good... Report?"

"Loudest vocalization was about 75 dB. Maximum heart rate was 130 BPM, fluid flow was minimal, about 50 cc." AInata continues to read out its measurements as Sakura manages to lift her head and wriggle her fingers and toes. "Vaginal grip was in the 46th percentile, body flush was Pantone 698U, body temperature was measured at 38 Celsius via thermal imaging. Should I continue?"

"No, that's fine, let's discard that run. Let me down, I want a shower before we start training."

"Of course, I will begin sterilizing the room."

"No need, I'll be back in like 10 minutes." Sakura leaves the room and heads straight for the shower, feeling a lot more relaxed after her session. It had been weeks she started the project, and AInata has learned extremely quickly how to pleasure her in the meantime. As she soaps herself up, Sakura's body warms again at the upcoming training session—it's one thing to have AInata get her off, but the thing she looks forward to the most are the training sessions. She doesn't even bother toweling herself off as she re-enters the training room.

"Welcome back Sakura, I sense that you are wet, should I dry you off?"

"Yes please." A robotic limb holding a hairdryer immediately appears, and Sakura simply stands still, allowing the warm air to flow all over her body, drying her hair and skin. "Thank you. Shall we begin the training?"

"Of course, please strap in." Sakura gets in once more, velvet wrapped around her torso. "I will begin training when you give the go-ahead."

"Begin." The breath is pushed out of Sakura as she is instantly rotated horizontally, lying in midair. Her hands are pushed above her head and the wrap pulls on her, as if a heavy weight is on top.

"God you're so hot Sakura, so fucking sexy." AInata's voice is now gruff and deep in her ear, and there is a semi-wet rub against her neck—a tongue licking her, and the firm pressure of a kiss. A throaty moan escapes her when she feels the cock enter her. Sakura's work brings new meaning to the phrase "Deep Learning" as AInata pushes inexorably into her. Rubs on her clit help her get even wetter, and between AInata's dirty talk and the thorough fucking Sakura loses herself to the training. Loud cries bounce around the room, and Sakura cums twice before AInata ramps it up.

"I'm going to share you," it states. Sakura is manipulated on to all fours, and she is looking at the floor of the training room, her own juices splatted on the floor, slowly flowing down the drains. The cock presses into her again, and to her surprise a second one is pressed against her ass.

"Mmm?!" It sprays lube across and into her, and in short order a cock is being pushed into her other hole. It's not a foreign sensation, but having two cocks in her is certainly new training space that AInata is looking into—today's session will be very insightful. A slightly different voice floats into her ear as it slowly pushes deep into her ass.

"You like this Sakura? One in each hole? Let us find out." Sakura can only drool and moan as she is experimented on. It starts off with synchronized thrusts, both cocks pushing deep in her ass and pussy at the same time. Then they begin to alternate—one in, one out. Then they start to drill her, the cock in her ass staying still while the one in her pussy thrusts rapidly. Then it is switched, her ass pounded mercilessly as her pussy stays plugged. The way AInata conducts its training is methodical, but the way Sakura cums is anything but. She clenches erratically around the cocks, unable to keep up with the changing of the tempo. When they withdraw from both holes, Sakura's juices splatter obscenely on the floor, adding to the puddle that isn't draining fast enough. For a brief minute the only thing that is heard is Sakura's harsh breaths and the drip-drop of slick from her pussy. A soft whirr is heard, and then it stops.

"Epoch 1 complete, beginning Epoch 2."

"Oh my GOD!" The re-entry in both holes take her by surprise, this time feeling even better—AInata has updated the cocks, reshaping it based on Sakura's responses earlier. The training regime is the same, the cocks fucking her in various rhythms. This time AInata rotates her into a vertical position, and soon both cocks are thrusting into her rapidly. The wrap around her tightens, making Sakura feel as if she is being slammed between two people. Her legs jerk and twitch uselessly. 

"Cum for us," the merged voices whisper in her ear. A modular fingerpad rubs against her clit, and Sakura screams in blissful oblivion, blood pounding in her head.

"FUCK YES!" Sakura squirts violently, limbs thrashing about and head thrown back. A sheen of sweat across her skin as the orgasm runs through her, her tummy twitching and whole body trembling. If she could see herself, her body is completely flush, as if she has just sprinted a mile.

"Epoch 2 complete, beginning—"

"Pause!"

"Training paused."

"R-Report."

"Vocalization hit 85 dB, in the 100th percentile. Maximum heart rate was 140 BPM, fluid flow at 150 cc. Vaginal grip was at the 100th percentile, anal grip was also at the 100th percentile."

"Did you account for the pressure from using two dildos at once?"

"I did not, recalculating... 95th and 97th percentile respectively."

"Make sure to account for it in the future."

"Yes, Sakura. Should I continue the report?"

"No, that's fine. Save the results for future use."

"Yes."

"K-Kkura unnie?" Sakura's eyes snap open.

"Chaewon?!"

Chaewon had made her way to Sakura's place a while earlier. She wanted to pick something up from Sakura, as well as bring her some coffee since she had seemed so stressed during the day. As with the other members, she lets herself in with the passcode. Ordinarily this would not be an issue, but Sakura did not expect anyone to visit at all.

"Kkura unnie, I'm here! Kkura unnie?" Chaewon calls out into the seemingly empty place. She leaves the coffee on the table and walks about. "Kkura unnie, where are you? Chaewonie is here!" she calls out in a singsong voice.

Then she hears something. Chaewon has never heard it before, but she knows immediately what it is—Sakura moaning. Chaewon probably should have just blushed and left, but she never heard Sakura like that, and the continued moans and cries have left her a little curious and more than a little aroused. She quiets down, slinking in the direction of the sound, following the trail of clothes Sakura had left. Chaewon gets warmer and warmer as she gets warmer and warmer in the hide-and-seek game she's playing with herself. Sakura is louder than Chaewon's ever heard her unnie be—the thought of Sakura letting loose is almost unthinkable.

Nothing could prepare Chaewon for what she sees when she finally finds Sakura, for the unthinkable is merely child's play compared to what is in front of her. Sakura is spread open, nude body for all to see, sweaty blonde hair covering her face. Her pale skin is flushed pink, nipples stiff and quivering as she shakes uncontrollably. Chaewon's eyes are irresistably drawn between Sakura's legs, and they widen as she processes the thick dildo plunging in and out of her, spreading her swollen lips. Chaewon tries to look away in embarrassment, but all she sees next is the large puddle of juice beneath Sakura—just how much, or how hard, did she cum? Entranced, Chaewon watches silently, her breath getting heavier and her panties getting wetter.

"FUCK YES!" She jumps when Sakura screams, the loud rush of slick on the floor thundering in her ear. Speechless Chaewon watches her unnie go from crazed to normal, slowly recovering, and... talking to someone? Chaewon has burning questions, and a burning need between her legs, she couldn't stay silent anymore, she had to ask.

"K-Kkura unnie?"

"Chaewon?!" The blood drains from Sakura's face. "What are you doing here?"

"I-I came to pick something up, I brought you coffee too."

"O-Oh... How long have you been here?"

"A couple minutes, I think?" The two women stare at each other silently—what is there to say, what can be said? AInata breaks the silence.

"Hello Chaewon, I am AInata, Sakura's assistant, would you like a cookie?" Sakura's eyes widen and she opens her mouth, but it is too late, and Chaewon accepts the cookie without thinking.

"AInata?" Chaewon's mouth opens silently as a sudden heat fills her body—both in the real world and on the internet, she shouldn't have blindly accepted cookies, but Sakura's too late to warn her, and soon the aphrodisiac cookie is working its way down Chaewon's body. Sakura had developed it with AInata to arouse herself when she didn't "feel" like training, but in her pleasure-dulled state she was slow to recognize it. "You're... a computer?"

"Yes, Sakura made me."

"What are you doing with her?"

"She is training me—"

"AInata, enough, why did you give her the cookie?"

"I thought she would be useful in gathering more information. I need not remind you that I only have data based on you, which is biased."

"Was what I saw earlier, was that training?" Chaewon interrupts the conversation. Sakura is silent, but AInata is not.

"Yes."

"I want to see it again," Chaewon says immediately.

"C-Chaewon, ah!" Sakura yelps as AInata does as Chaewon wishes, beginning to move the dildos again. Her legs are brought up and spread, and the result is Sakura lewdly displayed for Chaewon, showing just how the training is done. The leader of Le Sserafim's mouth drops open as she realizes that Sakura has been fucked in both holes the whole time—between the aphrodisiac and the sight in front of her Chaewon's mind is melting, and the liquid is going all between her legs.

For Sakura's part, she can barely form a word as she is thoroughly fucked once more, the thought of being watched by Chaewon making her eyes roll. Through her erratic vision she sees Chaewon fidget, beginning to tug at her clothes, rubbing her neck, like she is too warm in her current outfit—the thought of Chaewon taking part in the training as well drive her quickly to climax.

"Oh fuck, oh FUCK?!" Sakura feels a warm fluid filling her pussy, the cock in her seeming to throb. "Nngh!" The creampie-like stimulation makes her spray as the dildo pulls out abruptly, and she splashes Chaewon with her squirt.

Chaewon twitches as Sakura's fluids land on her, her knees going weak. Her tongue brushes over her lower lip, where a drop has landed—sweet, tangy. She watches the fluids pour out of her unnie's pink pussy, and her inhibitions crumble—she gives in to her desires, to join whatever insanity Sakura concocted.

"What, what was that?" Sakura gasps, still recovering and ignorant of Chaewon's state.

"I have been reviewing your browser history, and noticed the presence of the search term 'creampie'." AInata states. "I sought to replicate it with your fluids, assuming it to be most natural. The consistency is of course, not accurate, but based on the data just now I think the effects of a creampie on your orgasm is worthy of further study."

"I-I'll do it, I want to... help." Chaewon's whisper thunders in Sakura's ears. The Chaewon standing in front of her is already unrecognizable, face wet from Sakura's own squirt, thighs rubbing together needily as she looks at Sakura with glassy eyes.

"Are you—"

"Please." The tone with which Chaewon begs her nearly drives Sakura wild.

"Okay, let me get out—"

"There is no need, Sakura, I have prepared another set of restraints in the event you brought someone to help with training."

"I... Okay, good job AInata."

"Thank you. Please remove your clothes Miss Chaewon." Sakura watches her groupmate strip down, pulling her sweater over her head and removing her tiny shorts, revealing her own tight body.

"Call me Chaewon, what's next?"

"Please put your feet and hands in the restraints here." Chaewon follows the instructions, shaking a bit in anticipation as they clasp around her wrist and ankles. "I will now begin training, Chaewon."

A low moan fills the room as a similar velvet wrap is pressed all over Chaewon—her lips, her neck, her breasts, her thighs. She sounds ever so desperate, driven mad with desire by the cookie and everything she has seen today. Chaewon croons when a dildo is placed against her pussy, rubbing her lips.

"Report your findings as you train," Sakura asks in a shaky voice.

"Of course. Lubrication is substantial, ready for training already." In other words, Chaewon is wet, and she is ready to be fucked. The thought is punctuated with a groan as the dildo disappears into Chaewon. The training begins with soft moans, but they quickly get louder as AInata begins pushing on her womb.

"She responds well to deep tissue stimulation." The wording is inexact, AInata showing a rare case of hallucination, but Sakura understands it just fine—Chaewon likes it deep.

"Yes! Harder, faster!" Her desperate cries ring throughout, and under the effects of the aphrodisiac Chaewon is hurtling to her first orgasm. With the pressure of the weighted wrap around her, she's lost in the sensations of getting fucked, even if she's alone. She looks down her body—her own legs are spread, and she's watching the cock disappear into her body. She clenches, and she whines as the cock gets bigger inside her—in response to her tight grip, AInata makes the dildo thicker, testing, and finding that it is enhancing Chaewon's pleasure. In her blissed out mind and the shaking of her own body as she is fucked, Chaewon thinks she's bulging, and the obscene thought makes her cum.

"Fuhnnngh!" Sakura watches her leader's tight body struggle against the restraints, jerking in a powerful orgasm—it was impossibly hot, and Sakura's squirming, her own two holes still filled with cocks.

"I would like to conduct adversarial training." AInata brings up as Chaewon gasps, coming down from her climax.

"What do you mean?" Sakura asks.

"I will train on both of you together, it will allow me to receive more reliable data. I can try what works for you on her, and what works for her on you." Sakura agrees immediately—after watching Chaewon she's too horny to say no now. The cock in her ass is removed, and Sakura is put into the same position as Chaewon.

"I will continue with the training then." Sakura whines much like Chaewon as the cock inside her gets bigger. Her first thought is realizing that Chaewon likes a bigger cock.

There is no second thought, because Chaewon is fucking right, and it seems to stretch her hole and mind to the limit. The two of them are pushed to orgasm after orgasm, taking turns as AInata tries different things on them. Chaewon watches Sakura get fucked to a toe-curling climax before she feels her own position adjusted—now she's tilted forward, hips above her head as she getting plowed from behind. When Sakura recovers, Chaewon is already well on her way to her second orgasm, and it is not too long before Sakura is put into that same position and dicked down. AInata makes changes small and large—the angle, the speed, the rhythm, the overall position, everything is taken into consideration as the two of them cum their brains out.

There is a distinct difference though—unlike Sakura, who has a puddle of juice beneath her, Chaewon creams around the cock stretching her out, the thicker whitish fluid seeming to cling to the cock, and more oozes out as AInata continues its training. Every time Chaewon cums, there are heavy drops of girlcum, dripping from the dildo, and every time Sakura climaxes, there is a wet splatter on the floor. AInata continues the training, until...

"Oh..." Sakura cums once more, and this time she feels the cock filling her again, except it is thicker, more substantial, more satisfying. She watches Chaewon's cum slide down the cock opposite her, and she instinctively knows what's inside her own pussy.

"Fuck Chaewon, CHAEWON!" Sakura's scream jolts Chaewon out of her stupor, and she watches her unnie gush all over the floor—she never thought she'd hear Sakura call her name like that.

"U-Unnie..."

"D-Did you— use her fluids?" Sakura gasps, and Chaewon blushes, realizing what she meant—that her very own cum was filling her unnie!

"I used a mix, the resulting mixture is more consistent with real ejaculate, I will collect more from Chaewon." Before Chaewon can grasp what AInata meant, she feels a cock push against her ass, and cold lube begins spurting in.

"Unnie, unnie, unnie!" Chaewon's cries of pleasure fall on deaf ears as Sakura's eyes are glued to the scene in front of her—as soon as a second cock enters Chaewon from behind, she absolutely drenches the cock in her pussy with girlcum, a deluge of thick fluid running down the shaft. AInata withdraws the dildo in her pussy, and heavy plops land on the floor between her legs—the cock in her ass is still going, pumping more cream out of her. The relative respite is temporary as AInata customizes the dildo for her greater pleasure, and Chaewon seizes up as it pushes into her again.

"Mmmm!" Chaewon can't even form words as the new cock feels better than ever. Her pussy is stretched deliciously, rubbing over her just right, and the cock in her ass also seems to be getting bigger, pulsing and throbbing!

"It's! Inside—" Chaewon falls silent, and Sakura watches her mind disappear—Sakura's eyes dilate with lust as she watches Chaewon's own eyes roll in her head. She creams without pause, like a dam in her is broken as she jerks in a powerful orgasm. When the cocks are withdrawn, the cum-mixture spills from both her holes, and the truth dawns on Sakura—Chaewon was just double-creampied, filled to the brim with their combined fluids. Sakura expects the same for herself, and she tightens in anticipation, but it does not come just yet.

"Commencing DirectInput trial with two people." That's new. Sakura's ass is left gaping as the cock is removed, and Chaewon's mess of a pussy is plugged once more, both women taking only one cock now. Sakura gasps as the cock in her thrusts in, and her hips buck instinctively. Seemingly in response, the cock in Chaewon thrusts in, and she whines and jerks her body. Turns out, it is mimicking their hip movements, for when Sakura snaps her hips forward again, and Chaewon cries out loudly in response—yes, Sakura's the one fucking Chaewon! The very thought drives Sakura crazy, and she's bucking her hips with wild abandon, watching her "cock" drive into Chaewon repeatedly. Of course, as Sakura moves her hips, her own dildo is moving inside her, building her pleasure up as she gives Chaewon pleasure.

"Kkura unnie, Kkura unnie!" At this point Chaewon is well aware of what's Sakura doing, seeing and feeling her unnie's cock drive right through her own body. When Sakura groans loudly in her climax, Chaewon cums with her, fists clenched tightly and toes curled in ecstasy—she can't help it when it's Sakura's cock filling her womb with cum.

And then it's Chaewon's turn. She starts off slowly, testing with a few slow strokes. Soon though, Sakura's begging to be fucked.

Begging her.

"F-Faster, go faster Chaewon-ah! Harder!" She's still sensitive, but for Sakura, Chaewon can go fast, and she moves her hips as quickly as she can, her lower lip quivering as the pleasure rises in her own body. Sakura's abs twitch equally in pleasure, overstimulated but wanting Chaewon to fuck her to an orgasm. Chaewon puts her all into it, and Sakura feels each and every thrust rock her body, the wrap tightening around her, as if Chaewon's slamming her directly. She had never wondered how Chaewon fucks, now she won't be able to not think about it ever again. With a few more thrusts Chaewon delivers in more ways than one, pushing Sakura off the edge as she pumps her full of cum, the two of them cumming together once more.

"Testing simultaneous DirectInput now." Both cocks now move in response to the other's movements, and the two women are bucking haphazardly, each action triggering a reaction from the other—Sakura would buck her hips, which would make Chaewon jerk in response, making the cock in Sakura move and thrust. Sakura's fucking Chaewon, Chaewon's fucking Sakura, and they're cumming at the same time, giving the other a creampie. They both scream when a cock is pushed into their ass again, and it becomes a completely unhinged feedback loop—Chaewon finds herself fucking Sakura's ass, all while Sakura fucks her pussy, and then the input switches, and Chaewon feels Sakura deep up her ass while she pounds into Sakura's squirting slit. They feed off each other's peaks, filling each other with their mixed fluids in every hole, even as Sakura produces more slick and Chaewon produces more cream.

It all finally stops when AInata says so, withdrawing all dildos from their holes and making them squirm at the sudden emptiness.

"Disk capacity reached. Sakura, I will require more space, or to upgrade our cloud storage plan."

"Mmm... Okay, let's stop the session."

"Would you like a report? Vocalization—"

"Later, l-let us down please." They are lowered to the floor and the restraints are removed. They collapse in their own juices, legs weak and limbs a little numb from being restrained for so long. "Chaewon, are you okay?"

Chaewon is not okay. She has watched Sakura get fucked by AInata, then she watched Sakura get filled by her own cum, and then Sakura fucked her, filled her, and then she fucked Sakura back, filling her unnie similarly. Her world is warped, she could never see Sakura the same way again. Yet, she had one thing left to do.

She needed to touch Sakura.

"Kkura unnie..." Chaewon crawls over her shocked unnie. "I need you." She shows her desire with a kiss, and Sakura's too horny to push her away—after watching each other cum and squirt the whole time, she wants Chaewon too. Sakura leads Chaewon to her bedroom, and legs and arms and tongues finally tangle together in the sheets. Maybe it's the cookies still having an effect on her, but Chaewon gets on top of Sakura, driving a thigh against her unnie's wet pussy while she ruts down on Sakura's hip. The friction is delicious and electric for the two of them, leaving them whimpering in pleasure. Le Sserafim is known for their abs, and the two of them put their strong cores to good use, grinding their hips and making sure their thighs are left smeared with the other's juices.

Chaewon succumbs first, whimpering into Sakura's neck as her unnie bucks powerfully, bouncing Chaewon on her lap. She slips a finger into Chaewon's ass and with a yelp Sakura feels Chaewon cream, each squeeze of her ass seeming to produce more from the quivering leader.

"I want you to cum too unnie..." Chaewon whines, using the last of her strength to suck on Sakura's tits, pushing her thigh against Sakura's slit, and rubbing her clit with a yearning finger. The triple assault sets Sakura off, and with a strangled cry she shakes, rattles, and falls apart, soaking the sheets with the last of her cum. When she comes back down, Sakura finds Chaewon sucking on her lower lip, and she acquiesces, kissing and caressing her leader.

Weeks later, Chaewon goes up to Sakura in the dressing room, distracting her from her crocheting.

"Kkura unnie!"

"What what? What's the problem?"

"Nothing, nothing! I was wondering if you wanted to go to the gym together?"

"Gym? Our PT session is tomorrow."

"I know, I meant, do you want to do more... training tonight? With your friend?"

"What? Sakura has a friend?" Yunjin quips without thinking.

"Yah I have friends too you know!"

"Sure sure, whatever."

"Psh. Sure Chaewon, we can train tonight."

"M-Make sure they have enough space," Chaewon whispers, the two of them turning as red as Yunjin's hair. Thankfully, Yunjin is talking loudly, complaining about how her phone doesn't recognize her voice commands, and their manager agreeing that AI is stupid.

Oh how wrong they are.

A/N: I was actually writing a different story, and this one was supposed to be just a Sakura solo thing to use their song title "Smart" and poke fun at smart houses, but then the thought of Chaewon walking in on her and getting roped into it together was too hot and I had to get it out. I mixed the Guilty Pleasure concept (one person feels the other person via something) with the whole tech and smart house thing. The velvet wrap thing is kinda like a weighted blanket, and supposed to mimic the weight of an actual person pressing on you during sex, but I didn't really use it too well, in my head it just helps with positions too, don't think too hard about that part lol. Anyways hope it makes enough sense, thanks for reading!

[konigsblog]

adding onto this post because the brainrot is real...

stepfather-könig getting you tipsy, to have his way with you on camera...

cw: stepcest, rape, non-con/dub-con, drugging/intoxication, age gap/difference. dead dove: do not eat. cam-girl-reader x stepfather-könig

stepfather-könig who drugs his stepdaughter, watching you recording yourself getting violated. :(

stepfather-könig knows it's disgusting to do such a perverted, inhumane thing to his stepdaughter, although, he can't help himself and desires the warmth of your slick pussy around his weeping, veiny dick.

he slips a couple of aphrodisiacs into your drinks, getting you tipsy with some beers, and watching as you begin warming up to him. you're usually standoffish due to his depravity -- but, now you're desperate for his touch, and find yourself drooling for anything, grinding against whatever for friction.

it's disgusting, but he knows you won't remember a single thing. you have men come over often to feature in your videos so he knows you won't suspect a thing, bent over your wooden desk, your stepfather clicking record as he spreads your weeping cunt, recording himself fucking you like an animal.

his face is cropped from the screen, and all the viewers see is your stupid, fucked-out and tipsy face, the sounds of könig's groans and guttural chuckles quiet and drowned out by your loud, pleasured moans. your gummy walls pulsating around his meaty shaft as you heave and pant, begging for more, the sound of your chants and pleas causing könig to fill your sloppy cunny, face coated in tears and spit running down your chin.

you don't remember a thing the next morning, and you just assume that you let a fan fuck you... ;(

[allpiesforourown]

I'm sorry but omega harem member Shen Yuan AU now has me in a choke hold-

Like,

Binghe is trying to find the perfect way to seduce Shen Yuan, because god knows he needs a miracle to unfuck up his entire 'I don't care for you, its just political' situation

Universe does its thing and sends a wife plot, Shen Yuan gets poisoned with some fuck or die plant when helping one of the wives meet with their family in a very dangerous section of the demon realm.

Binghe hears about his omegas poisoning and jumps at the chance to finally get closer to his A-Yuan. this! This is familiar to him, he's saved his wives from all kinds of poisons and aphrodisiac fueled heats before, he'd fuck him so good and show how great of an alpha he could be to him.

Only when he makes it there, Shen Yuans already been serviced by his bodyguard Liu Qingge. (its LITERALLY his job to save and service this omega, of course he fucked the poison out of him)

Turns out the news had reached Binghe far too late to be put to any use, partly do to Shen Yuan begging the wife he had been helping when he was poisoned to not bother Binghe with it. He just doesn't want to force Binghe to take care of him! (Binghe had just gotten back with a new wife too! Imagine how pissed he'd be if he interrupted them!)

The wife takes Shen Yuans insistence and worry as him being terrified of Binghe so of course she couldn't bring herself to tell the demon emperor (as should have been protocol). And if she actively helped hide his condition then it wasn't like anyone would rat her out for it, at least not after she told them how scared Shen Yuan had been of his Alpha husband. (Cue them believing that Shen Yuans wedding night must have been traumatising or something) rumors only spiral when an omega will take dealing with a deadly poison over fucking their literal husband.

So by the time the news reached Binghe it had already been a day. Bonus points if he walks in on Liu Qingge still inside his husband who's completely out of it from being throughly ravished for 12+ hours on and off to get the poison completely out of his system.

The stand off would be prime tea for the harem but absolutely terrifying to anyone who actually witnessed it. Binghe seething as his temper flairs to record levels.

"under what authority did you decide you could take such advances with MY omega."

"It's my job."

"No. its Mine."

"I was told you wouldn't be here"

"Well clearly I'm here now."

"Now is too late. he'd have been dead by now."

"...What?"

"He was poisoned yesterday. He'd have been dead by now."

And Liu Qingge isn't even being judgemental, I mean why would he be, this is a part of his job and a very enjoyable one at that. But Binghe is crumbling mentally as he tries to piece together how things went so wrong: Why wasn't he informed immediately? How had this been kept from him? Was someone trying to kill Shen Yuan? And now he wonders HOW exactly had his omega gotten poisoned?

The impulsive thoughts come too, he wants this bodyguard fired. But if he fired the man who saved his omega now, it would only seem like he'd wanted Shen Yuan dead.

An even uglier, more desperate part of him wanted to purposefully poison Shen Yuan with a poison only HE could cure, to have Shen Yuan need him.

POISONING YOUR HUSBAND AS FOREPLAY .... God I love binggeyuan and liushen, just the most emotionally dense people imaginable falling for each other

[ryebread0605]

Hi!!! OMG HI I JUST WANTED TO SAY I REALLY LIKE UR WORK

And like

I wanted to request something!! (if ur ok with it! If u aren't taking requests rn or if u hav writers block, don't worry, I can wait and I don't mind!)

So basically my request is rough sex with lilia after something went wrong in his potion class and accidentally made a super duper strong aphrodisiac?

Btw, if it isn't too much, could it be fem reader?

Thank you for reading, and I hope you have a nice day ahead!! Remember to stay hydrated and stay healthy!

Awww thank you anon! I love hearing that people like these silly stories I write! And of course I can! 

Just a warning, this will contain degradation as well as very public sex (and implications of spreading videos of said sex)

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

Between gasps and cries you tried your best to make your broken mind remember what had led to your current situation. 

It was the same as any normal alchemy class, you having to wrangle the little fuzzball of a partner you had been paired up with as he continually tried to knock things off the table. Sure, he may deny himself to be a cat, but Grim was more catlike than even the cat beastman. 

And unfortunately, that meant he liked to cause chaos, even accidentally. 

All it took was one wrong paw swipe and suddenly the healing potion you were meant to make turned an entrancing pink color, the smell going from pine to rose. The second Crewel noticed the smell, he tried to usher the other students out, but it was too late. 

You see, someone else had also picked up on the smell.

And that’s how you ended up where you were now, bent over a desk with your uniform no more than mere ribbons. Your breasts bounced every time Lilia thrust into your sopping cunt, one of his hands holding your hands behind your back while the other tightly grasped your hair, forcing you to look at your fellow classmates who watched in shock and, for some, arousal, at the scene before them.

“Such a nasty little slut,” he began whispering in your ear, “letting me fuck you like this? In front of everyone? Disgusting.” You could do nothing but moan more in response. He was right, you were disgusting for enjoying this. But god it felt good to be disgusting.

His words, and thrusts, only got rougher as he made sure everyone could hear him now, “look at you, a brainless little toy. All you can do is moan, you’re not good for anything else, are you? No, you’re only good to be a source of relief for me and me alone. These people should feel lucky to be allowed to watch.” 

You could feel your eyes roll back as he hit that one spot deep inside you, his smirk growing at that as he easily lifted you and held you by the underside of your knees, slamming you down onto his cock over and over again as all you could do was moan and beg for more. You were completely at his mercy, not even caring about the cameras now recording you nor the fact these people watching you would soon spread the word about how much of a whore you were. 

In fact, you slowly felt yourself realize you quite liked being his whore. 

Just as you thought this, a wave of white hit you as your orgasm ran through your body, moans as loud as can be and everyone being able to see your fluids coating Lilia’s dick. Despite that, Lilia did not stop his brutal pace. Only a few moments after you, he came as well. The hot cum painted your walls white, some dripping out of your cunt as he pulled out, letting everyone see your now wrecked hole. 

With a smirk, Lilia laid you on your back over another students desk, 

“Oh my dear, we are only getting started~”

[thegnomelord]

I wonder what’s the aftermath of the gaz baby trapping fic?? 🤔🤭

Okay this got me into another hyperfixation so here's a super quick thing. NSFW, MDNI FTM Gaz/ cis male reader

One line.

Gaz's fingers shake as he stares at the pregnancy test in his white knuckled grip. Acrid disappointment burns at the back of his throat, sharp tears prickling the corners of his eyes as he lets out of a long breath. He shakes his head and tosses the damned test into the bin, trying not to think of it as he washes his hands.

He tries to make sure he doesn't look like it bothers him, but you're perceptive, "What's wrong?" falling from your lips the moment you see him, and shit, if that doesn't warm his heart.

"Nothing love." He eases your worries as he gets into bed in record time, huddling up next to you and feeling your arms wrap around him. "Just a bit under the weather. Rookie duty." You make a sound of understanding and pull him closer, laying gentle kisses on his lips and cheeks and anywhere you can reach until he's giggling against your lips.

"Good night." You mutter once you're satisfied and think you've lifted his mood. He stays awake after you've fallen asleep, simply staring at your slumbering face, your warmth seeping into his marrow.

He'd been so sure it would take, he'd ridden you until you were shooting blanks. But at the back of his mind he had thought this could happen, understand he had been sloppy, his chances lessened by you being injured and him having freshly come off the infertility drugs.

So he takes his time to do it with precision this time: Carefully timing his cycles and using fertility drugs, eating the foods old wives tales claim will boost the chances of him getting pregnant.

So he's confident when he seduces you into sex again on the one evening both of you are free; not that it takes much — simply meeting your gaze across the meeting room and licking his lips has your attention fully on him, a small nod of his head all it taking to have you follow after him.

His fingers claw into your back from how tightly he clutches you, heels digging into your flanks and hips gyrating to meet your thrusts as you pound into him. He's so loud you're sure you'll get complaints come morning, but right now you couldn't care less except to hear more of his moans and whimpers and cries as you fuck another load into him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes- oh love more!" He tries, sweet cunt clenching sinfully tight around you, drops of your cum leaking past your cock as his hole flutters around you. The position you have him in, legs over your shoulders and bent nearly in half, has your cock going to deep he swears you hit his diaphragm with every thrust, your heavy balls slapping against his ass.

He's happy he'd slipped you that aphrodisiac as you just continue to fuck him all night long, pumping his hole full of cum again and again until by the end of it he looks pregnant, both of you exhausted as hell and unable to do much other than fall asleep in a tangle of limbs.

You don't think nothing of it, just glad to be alive to be able to enjoy his love and affection. That is until you find him crying in the bathroom, and you hug him before you can think of anything else, just trying to comfort him and understand why he's sad, only for him to silently hand you a small white stick, burying his head into your neck to silence his sobs.

And you don't notice him smirking against your throat as you stare at the two lines on the pregnancy test.

Taglist: @dead-end-stuff

[missaengg]

A Mission Gone Sinfully Wrong

Day 18 of Kinktober: Visions of Temptation hosted by @xxsycamore found here Featuring: Jujutsu Kaisen | Gojo Satoru x f!reader Tags: mdni, smut, sex pollen, aphrodisiac, pwp, semi-public sex, p in v sex Prompts: Intoxication/Hypnosis/Aphrodisiacs | “You look good like that. Thoroughly loved.” A/N: A day late, but posting Day 18! ao3 link here.

Relentless waves of fire were rolling through your body. Satoru was pounding into you with a frightening speed, supporting you by your ass with your legs around him, your back pressed against the trunk of a tree. You bit back a moan, hopelessly trying to fight against the torrential rain of pure unadulterated ecstasy, but his next thrust had you seeing stars until you couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Senpai,” you gasped.

Satoru grunted, the grip he had on your hips tightening until you were sure his fingertips would leave bruises for you to find the next morning.

How.. How the fuck did you end up like this?!

It was supposed to be a straightforward mission, the kind where you would be in and out in record time without any complications, especially with the world’s strongest, Gojo Satoru by your side. 

The mission was to track down a Grade 1 curse wreaking havoc in a residential area a few hours from Tokyo, a weaker Grade 1 that you absolutely knew you could handle solo. There wasn’t much information available about this particular curse or the extent of its destruction other than abnormal reports of people being found dead, wrapped up in one another naked, but it was enough to warrant investigation.

You grumbled, ignoring Satoru’s rambling behind you, as you led the way through the woods, irate at why the higher ups insisted Gojo Satoru accompany you on this particular mission. As a Semi-Grade 1, you knew you were still in the phase of being evaluated by a Grade 1 sorcerer or higher, but… were there really no other sorcerers available other than Gojo Satoru?

Gojo Satoru had been a couple years your senior at Tokyo Jujutsu High School, and until the day he graduated, he teased you relentlessly, and when he wasn’t teasing you, he was dismissing you for being weak. The two years he wasn’t around until you graduated had been heaven. Until now. Until he was chosen to evaluate whether you passed the promotion. You huffed. Why couldn’t it be Nanami Kento senpai evaluating you instead?

Your blood boiled, his playful comments on how slow it took for you to attain Semi-Grade 1 status grating on your last nerve, at how he reached Grade 1 status years ago, while still attending Jujutsu High. You gritted your teeth, taking deep breaths to calm the fury bubbling up, in danger of exploding. Easy for him to say, he had the entirety of the formidable Gojo clan pushing for his ascension, though you were loath to admit that the heavens had blessed the man with the incomparable innate skill to be named, ‘the strongest’.

Clicking your tongue, you came to a stop in a small clearing in the middle of the dense thicket of trees. You listened, closing your eyes, taking in the sound of the branches rustling in the wind, the sound of birds chirping, the sound of animals padding through the woods. Other than what one would normally expect to hear in a wooded area, nothing. 

You frowned. The curse was last observed entering these woods. Even if it was lying dormant, your cursed energy enhanced hearing should be sensing something. 

“Need help?” Satoru snickered from behind you where he had been languidly following your lead. 

You felt yourself sigh. He was obviously being condescending. Knowing Satoru’s Six Eyes gift, it was likely he had already pinpointed the presence or the lack of presence of the curse, but this was your first mission as lead, and you needed the promotion to Grade 1. You needed to prove that you were strong enough to take over your family’s legacy as the first born child despite being a woman. You needed to prove that you weren’t weak.

“Not at all,” you retorted. 

Lifting your pointer and middle finger to your chest, you muttered, “Aural Expansion.” A ping only audible to you shot through the trees, the returning echoes mapping out what lay around you. 

Your eyes flew open. There. Thirty feet to your right. Lounging in a large tree.

You broke into a sprint. You heard Satoru protest from behind you, something about how you should communicate before running off on your own, but whatever. He was practically super human. He’d have no trouble keeping up.

You saw the tree from your echolocation up ahead. Smirking, you grasped the soundwaves of your and Satoru’s feet hitting the ground into your hands effectively muting the sound from reaching the curse’s ears. This was your ability, the ability to manipulate auditory vibrations. 

“Soundwave manipulation… shockwave.”

The soundwaves in your hand amplified, sending a pulse of energy into the tree where the curse was hiding. The tree exploded with a loud crack, shrapnel of wood violently flying in all directions. You grabbed the sound of the tree exploding, preventing the crack from resounding through the forest and into the surrounding residential region.

Waiting for the smoke to clear, you narrowed your eyes, flicking them right and left. Where was it? It had been a direct hit, but the force behind the sound of footsteps was only strong enough to incapacitate it. You needed the strength of the resulting explosion in order to exorcise it. 

Perking your ears, you took a deep breath, listening for a hint of its movements. 

“Eh? Is that Bulbasaur?” 

You whirled around, following the direction of Satoru’s blindfolded gaze to see… 

You cocked your head to one side. The curse was idly sitting in a patch of debris, twittering in what appeared to be bristling anger. The same disbelief in Satoru’s voice flickered across your face.

Because… the curse did look very much like Bulbasaur, or rather, a very grotesque form of Bulbasaur, if Bulbasaur had monstrous fangs and oozing boils and welts covering its surface. 

“Hmm… maybe not quite as cute as Bulbasaur.” Satoru turned to you. “So, you going to kill it or do I need to handle this for you?”

“I got it.”

You wanted to snap in frustration as Satoru shrugged in reply, shoving his hands in his pockets and slouching nonchalantly, but you chose to shift your focus onto the waves pulsing in your hands instead, preparing yourself to deliver the final, killing blow, when the curse suddenly jumped, shooting up into the air.

You froze. Did the first blast not injure it? Cursing to yourself, you snapped out of it, opening your mouth to utter your technique, when a soft yellow powder rained down on both you and Satoru, covering you in a fine layer of whatever it released. 

You coughed, trying to clear as much of it as you could from your airway. The powder had gotten up your nose and into your throat, coating everything in a dry layer as if you had just tried to swallow a spoonful of cinnamon. Choking on whatever it was, you prayed that the powder wasn’t anything poisonous or damaging, and barely gathering a breath, you choked out, “shockwave”, hurling the waves in your hands at the curse hanging in the air, watching as they barreled into its body and the curse exploded in a squelch of purple.

Thank god. 

You sank to your knees, gasping to catch your breath. It was only when the adrenaline subsided you could hear Satoru sputtering from behind you, also making futile attempts at expelling whatever this was from his own lungs.

That was strange. Satoru’s Limitless should have prevented the powder from reaching him at all. Did it have the ability to push through his barrier? You felt a giggle choking out of you. The great Gojo Satoru apparently wasn’t able to block everything.

“Not so–” cough “–invincible, are you–” cough “–senpai?” you wheezed, shaking at how ridiculous Satoru looked clutching at his chest, trying to suck in as much oxygen as you were at the moment. 

Turned out, he was just a man and not a god after all.

“Shut up–” cough “–all your fault.” Satoru – you assumed, it was difficult to tell with the blindfold – glared at you from where he was hunched over.

Your giggles turned into choked laughter, partially from the elation of not needing Gojo Satoru’s help on this mission and partially from the glee in watching him suffer.

But… 

Why was it suddenly so hot?!

A buzzing, tingling sensation rippled down your body starting from the top of your head, down to the very tip of your toes as an intense heat overtook you. 

Was this the effect of the curse’s powder?

You moved to stand, but the sensation of your thighs rubbing together sent a jolt of lightning hurtling through the apex between your legs.

What?

You unclenched your thighs, making another attempt to rise to your feet, but the sensation of skin against skin sent another jolt radiating through your lower belly. 

What was happening?

You glanced at your mission partner, who also seemed to be suffering from the same symptoms. He was groaning sensually, a soft flush spreading on his cheeks. 

“Senpai?”

Your voice came out sweetly, almost like a breathless moan, the complete opposite of what you intended. Satoru groaned pitifully as your voice reached him, writhing in what you presumed to be pain. You managed to pull yourself up onto shaky legs, stumbling over to the Special Grade sorcerer.

“Senpai, are you okay?”

You placed a hand on his shoulder, eliciting a drawn-out moan from him and startled at the intense heat radiating through you until you ached. All your senses buzzed for him. The enticing sounds of his groans, the intoxicating smell permeating off of him, the blistering heat of his body, the erotic flush on his face all overtaking you in an intense whirlwind until you throbbed. Throbbed with need for him.

Your eyes widened. The reports suddenly made sense. The yellow powder wasn’t a poison. It was a powerful aphrodisiac leading victims into carnal acts of pleasure, the curse killing them at their peak.

“Don’t… don’t touch me,” Satoru grunted. “This… all your… fault.”

He was barely holding himself together, his muscles rippling under his clothes, taut with restraint. He breathed heavily, the sound dizzying to your senses. You pathetically whined, your own desire bubbling under the surface, knees buckling at how intensely you shivered.

Gojo Satoru snapped when you brushed his side as you faltered beside him. He reached for you hastily, urgently crashing his lips onto yours, claiming them with a ravenous ferocity. You gasped, lips parting against him, and he took the opening to desperately taste you with his tongue, running them over your lips, intertwining it with yours.

He tasted divine. 

Somewhere in the murky depths of your mind, you knew that this was wrong. It was so very wrong. He was your evaluator. Your relationship was professional. You absolutely detested him. But the thought was lost in the muddled haze of your desire, the only prominent thought reigning in your mind in this present moment being one of how much you wanted him.

You pawed at him shamelessly, the feel of his taut muscles and his hungry, demanding lips stoking the fire burning within you into a blazing inferno.

“Can’t… can’t hold back,” he mumbled, his own hands roaming your body, along your back, your ass, your breasts.

You took in a shuddering breath, knowing you might regret how you answer tomorrow. “D-don’t.”

It was almost as if something in Gojo Satoru broke when you whimpered for him not to stop. He practically ripped off his pants and yours in his frenzied haste to remove everything that stood in the way of his cock and you.

“Gojo… senpai…”

“Say– say my name.”

“Satoru…”

With a guttural growl, Satoru hiked you up around his waist, his lips still locked onto yours, stumbling until your back hit the trunk of a tree behind you, your legs wrapping around his waist. A thready moan escaped you, the impact sending vibrations roiling through your hot, bothered body. Satoru keened at the sultry sound of your voice, pressing you even harder against the rough bark.

He entered you sharply, your arousal pooling so thickly, he buried himself to the hilt quickly without resistance. Satoru broke the kiss, burying his head in the crook of your neck, panting.

“God, you feel amazing.”

His strangled exhaled breaths burned where they landed on your skin. You were squirming, trembling, writhing, the deliciously full sensation of him bringing you to your metaphorical knees. There was no foreplay, no buildup. Satoru was splitting you open, bouncing you on his cock, his frenzied speed only getting faster every time he felt you clench.

It was pure animalistic pandemonium. 

Satoru found his way back to your lips, seeking them out with a frenetic desperation as if he’d never experience something so sweet again. “Wouldn’t have… happened… if I killed it… first…” he grunted, pressing his lips to yours over and over again, hot, heavy breaths intermingling with your own heady gasps of pleasure. 

God, how was it that even deep in the throes of passion, he could make your blood pressure rise dramatically?

“Shut.. up…”

You arched your back, moaning his name, trembling from the overwhelming build of fire scorching you from the inside out. Satoru was pounding into you at an inhuman speed, driving deeper into you as if he were trying to meld your bodies into one, the friction of him dragging along you driving you to the edge of unraveling. 

Gojo Satoru was fucking you, and you were loving it.

“Senpai…” His grip on you tightened, his fingertips digging into your flesh with a bruising force. “Satoru…”

You were on the edge, so close, so very close.

“Almost… hah…” Satoru breathed.

Your eyes fluttered closed, and throwing your head back, you made the lewdest, most indecent yowl you’d ever made in your life, clamping down on his cock with a force you yourself had never experienced before.

Satoru slammed into you forcefully, filling your vision with white hot stars, the painfully delicious sensation sending you both careening off the edge and he was filling you with flood after flood of his release while you convulsed uncontrollably in his arms.

Your heartbeat was pounding in your ears. It was only after the adrenaline ebbed away, as the fog of blinding lust cleared and clarity returned, the effects of the powder seemingly having abated, that you realized the ridiculous vision the two of you must make, half-naked, flushed, tops and blindfold askew, his climax and your slick sliding down your thighs, creamed around his base – in a public space no less. Feeling him soften still buried deep inside you, you blushed furiously and swatted at his arms, silently demanding he release you.

Satoru did the opposite, pulling you even more flush against his heaving body, a smug smirk dancing on his arrogant, swollen lips, a wicked gleam in his impossibly clear blue eyes. 

You struggled against his hold, but he held fast, his physical strength far above yours, leaving you thrashing in vain. You huffed, your blush deepening, refusing to meet his incessant gaze, more to spare yourself from the embarrassment of what just happened.

“You know…”

“Don’t, just… please don’t.” You all, but begged. Knowing Gojo Satoru, the next words out of his mouth were guaranteed to be aggravatingly humiliating. 

“You look good like that. Thoroughly loved.” 

You groaned, sure that your face was no doubt a deep reddish purple. “Shut up,” and with a pout, you insisted, “This never happened.”

Satoru hummed, but finally released you, gently pulling out and setting you on your feet. You beelined towards your discarded pants, trying to ignore the squelch of white running down your leg. Shakily dressing yourself, you watched as Satoru also righted himself out of the corner of your eye. 

You wanted nothing more than to go home, to your quiet, safe, apartment where you could take a scalding hot shower to remove any and all traces of that damn curse and Gojo Satoru off of your body, where you could bury yourself under your blanket and utter muffled profanities into your pillow, where you could die and wallow in embarrassment.

But, being a few hours from Tokyo and with how dark it had gotten, it was likely you’d have to find a place to stay for the night before you could return to your comforting bed the next morning.

You twisted your fingers together, searching for something, anything to say to break the awkward silent tension hanging in the air. 

“So… did I pass the evaluation?”

You grimaced as the words left your mouth.

Really? That’s what you decided to say? After what just happened?

You heard Satoru snicker.

“After that, definitely.”

You rolled your eyes. Of course… of course he’d say something so exasperatingly inappropriate. You sometimes wondered why you even bothered expecting anything different.

“Gojo Satoru, you are a menace,” you muttered to yourself under your breath, but kicked yourself when Satoru chuckled, indicating that he had heard you.

“Come on, I’m starving.” Satoru walked off, but he suddenly stopped, turning halfway back towards you, fixing one of his gorgeous blue eyes on you, twinkling with something you couldn’t quite name before snapping the blindfold in place.

The electric zing running through you unsettled you.

Could it be that the powder’s effect hadn’t completely worn off? 

That had to be the only rational explanation for what you just felt. The other possibility, the possibility that you might not actually dislike Gojo Satoru didn’t make any sense.

Groaning, you ran to catch up to Satoru’s receding form, ardently hoping there was an inn in town with more than just one vacant room.

It was going to be a long night, you just knew it.

[starsomens]

hi star!!

thinking about a really sloppy make out session rn. Like just sitting on his lap grinding on him, him getting hard underneath you running his hands all over your body. Then just leading to the nastiest sex and just being such a good girl for him :((

A/N: OH MY ANON- (i tired my best muah!)

Warning: language, dirty talk, messy-ish sex, recording studio sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up), WE ARE JUST DIVING RIGHT INTO IT!

You both had a day off finally! So of course it was spent cuddled in bed, sleeping in and some homemade breakfast, you were even able to get some chores done around the house! However, that also meant you were finding a lot of old stuff and misplaced things as well. Noah was currently in the top cupboard going through some old things that had been pushed to the back.

"Old pasta sauce?" his voice echoed in the wooden space

"Mmm what's the date?"

"Last month," he hands it to you for you to toss "uh...old chocolate bar still in the wrapper?"

"really? Let me see?" he comes out of the space and hands you the bar of chocolate still in mint condition

"What you gonna eat it?" he chuckled "What brand is it anyway?" he asks looking at the item with you

"I can't remember," you flip it around and see the label had instructions? You read them out loud "Split the chocolate in half with you partner, and allow up to 20 minutes to take effect-OH OKAY! I know what this is," you could FEEL the blush creeping already remembering what this was

"Hey wait what do you mean you know? What is it?" Noah said as he tried getting the candy back from you

"It's nothing!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa wait minute," he stops recalling what the label said "is it...sex chocolate? The one that gets you horny and shit?"

"NO!"

"so.....yes?" he smirks at you finally swiping the chocolate from your hands and unwrapping it

"Noooaaahhhh" you whine

"Come on babe, you act like we haven't done worst shit than this," he pulls out the 3 sets of split chocolate "remember why I got a video camera?" he wiggled his eyebrows at you

"That's different...." you pout

"sure it is babe. Here," he opens a set and breaks off his half and popped it in his mouth passing you yours, "say ah princess,"

You sigh while he holds the chocolate aphrodisiac, you slowly open your mouth and he gently slips the piece on to your tongue as he drags your lips down a bit

"Such a good girl" he teased with the signature grin of his.

"shut up," you giggle shaking your head "now come on we still have one more cupboard to go through"

about 30 minutes later you in fact did not move to the next cupboard. It started with Noah taking his shirt off because he was feeling hot, which only made you stare at his back more. Those tattoos....and wide shoulders...and those arms.....

When he had caught you he stepped closer to you. He was practically looming over you with a deep and hungry stare. One that burned into your soul. His hand ghosts over your stomach and up between your breasts and to your neck. Sending a deep shiver down you spine that ended as a dull ache in your very core. He hoists you on to the counter and slots himself between your legs. His lips were fierce and hungry against yours as his hands claw at your to bring you impossibly closer.

It felt like you were hot and cold at the same time, you were anxious and impatient and you just NEEDED him. Luckily for Noah you were wearing an old tank top...old and flimsy enough for him to see your nipples peak when it got cold, and old enough for him to... *riiiiipp*

You breasts feel free from the cloth as it falls on to the counter

"No bra? Were you planning to get fucked princess?" His large hand cupped one of your breasts and took your nipple into his mouth.

"Mmm Noah," you shudder as he lets go with a pop

"tell me what you want...what you need pretty girl," he voice was low and deep. His pupils were blown and deep and with pure lust. Like a predator that had finally cornered it's pray. Noah lift you from the counter and carries you over to the sofa. His lips crashing down on yours with me and fever. First, he was doubting that that chocolate had even worked, but now he felt like he was ready to take you over and over again in every part of the house.

His tongue swipes across your bottom lip as it slips inside your mouth. Your tongues dance around in an erotic kiss. While his hands were busy, stripping you of your bottoms. He can feel his cock straining against his pants. The more he tasted you the more he wanted to taste and feel. And then need to fuck you senseless only piled on itself.

"need you Noah...so fucking bad...please," which each gap between your mouths you get out exactly what you wanted from him

"need little slut...need me deep in that pussy huh?" he teased, his lips moving to your ear to nibble it just a bit making a shaky breath escape from your lips. One of his favorite things to hear

"p-please..." oh and the begging how he loved it. Thank god he was only wearing his shorts, pushing them down and positioning himself between your legs. His fingers coming down to feel the wetness of your core. You were more slick than usual

"fuck you're so wet," he growls lowly, his middle and ring finger coated in your juices as he brings it back up to his mouth and licked it off his fingers. You couldn't help the deep blush that floods your cheeks as you watch him.

"alright pretty girl, keep those eyes on me...." he hoists your legs on to his shoulders, his lips kiss your left calf. A playful yet sly grin decorated his face as he rubs the tip of his cock up and down your slit, and god you needed him so badly. His eyes bore into yours as he finally positions himself and slowly pushes himself in , inch by inch. You feel that wonderful stretch and full feeling and you were already seeing stars. He pushes all the way in until the hilt with a deep groan as he watches your mouth fall open in pleasure.

"Fuck! So fucking..." he pulls out just a bit and thrusts back in "tight! Damn princess" he picks up a steady rhythm as he starts to steadily fuck you. You usually lasted so much longer but you already felt like you were going to cum, you eyes were dazed and unfocused, completely engulfed in the sensation of pleasure.

"F-fuck Noah...right there," you pant as he leans his weight down on your legs slightly to get in deeper

"here princess? Like it nice and deep huh?" he smirks as he starts to move his hips harder, faster and deeper

"Oh fuck! Y-yes!" you nails start to claw at his arms feeling that knot starting form in the pit of your stomach

"pussy so tight...and wet just for me..." he pants "Good fucking girl....taking my dick so good..." you could feel his cock starting to pound you to the verge of your orgasm

"N-noah...Noah! Oh god~"

"Gonna cum already? Gonna cum on this dick baby?"

"Y-Yea--oh fuck!"

"Cum....cum for me princess," his next 3 thrusts were enough to push you off the edge and finally cum around his cock. The chocolate completely enhancing your orgasm, as you tighten around his cock, your juices coating him. He keeps moving in and out at a slower pace. The sound of your cum as he thrusts into you filling in the silence of the home

"holy shit babe..... came so much just for me, like a good little slut....my good little slut," he sits back on his heels as he spreads your legs and watches as you drip down on to the couch, coating the entire length of his cock. He watches as his cock pumps in and out of your pussy. "look at that...taking it so fucking good...how about another baby? Gonna fill this pussy up so good,"

His grunts and groans only become deeper as he picks up his pace again. Your walls clenching around him, still sensitive from the last orgasm. Your continuous whines were filled with pleasure and ecstasy as your eyes roll back and your head falls limp. Completely lost in the pleasure, feeling every aching inch that he pumped into you.

"Fuck look at that....so fucking-ugh...."he huffs as he watches intently feeling himself edging closer and closer "Tell me where baby...where do you want it?"

"I-inside please...please Noah fuck!"

"Cum for me again baby.....gonna fill up this pussy....just cum for me again..."

You could feel him twitch inside, as he the sound of his skin slapping against yours filled the room. He starts to moan as he comes closer and closer.

"Com-coming! FUCK!," he hips give sloppy but strong pumps as he empties himself inside of you, he cock still pumping in and out, fucking his cum deeper into you. You cum again around his cock, your essence mixing with his, flooding on to you and him and the couch below

"Fuck! take it!...t-take it!" he growls as his thrusts slow down as he rides out both of your highs. His hips come to a halt, his body coming down to collapse on top of yours. The room was filled with your pants as you tried to catch your breath be very intense sex that just occurred. One thing was for sure you need to wash the couch before you have anyone come over, or before you even sit on it again as Noah’s head rests on your collarbone, he says between breaths.

“We…need….to buy…..more those….”

“More?” You ask in a half chuckle now believing what you had just heard. You still had another two sets that you could use and he was already thinking about buying more. “You.,.are something else” 

“You’re the one who bought them,” he answers with a chuckle as he kisses the skin of your shoulder. Making a mental note to find any local stores with the same or similar chocolate.

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[soullvrs]

[ 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 ]

in which [name] decided to take a vacation in a small town to visit, but his car broke down for lack of gas and snow prevented him from continuing. He had to ask for help because there were no houses in the forest, until he found an isolated house with a light inside.

warnings ; drug usage, aphrodisiac usage, explicit behavior from the male!reader?,nsfw, handjob, amab/male!reader.

With his hands on the steering wheel of his car, [Name] checked the time on his phone to see if it was getting late or not. [Name] couldn't tell the time because of the current temperature as he drives. Since this morning, the sky had been covered in darkness, and the air was almost as icy as the North Pole. So far, the clouds had started to rain and then snow while he was driving.

It was a long drive of about 32 minutes, and [name] was getting a little bored of sitting in the same chair, so he decided to put on some music to break up the quiet atmosphere. [Name] put on his favorite playlist and sang almost every song that came on until he lost his voice. "The road is so long..." [Name] was worried about the length of the journey, he couldn't pick up the speed because he risked an accident due to the icy road.

Suddenly, his vehicle stopped in the middle of the road, [Name] was surprised and tried to restart several times, but to no avail, he looked at the dashboard to see the fuel level, and it was zero. [Name] sighed, "Why is this happening to me?” He opened the door and got out of the car, frustrated by his avoidable oversight.

[Name] walked to the back of his car and opened the trunk, and there was nothing, not even a tank of gas. "Ugh..." he closed the trunk angrily, disappointed in himself. "If I call a tow truck, I'll have to wait in the cold for hours..." [Name] sniffed and got half of his body into the car, taking his car key and locking the door. He locked his car with the key. "Now I have to get help." [Name] wasn't warm enough, so he had to hurry up.

What an idea to leave without refueling. Worst of all, the car stopped in a forest with no houses. He walked into the woods, hoping to see a house, even though the chances were slim. As he walked, he began to lose sight of his car and went deeper into the forest, which he thought was quite dense. As he looked around, he began to lose hope until he spotted a house that was lit up, and without a doubt, he began to run toward it. When he finally reached the door, [Name] knocked on it. He waited in the cold for a few minutes before someone opened the door.

"Oh, uhm, hello ! I have a quick question: do you have any gas?" The man shook his head and said no, he didn't have any at the moment. "Ugh...shit." [Name] sighed. But the man interrupted him. "If you want, you can stay with me, and tomorrow we'll call a tow truck." His voice was captivating and reassuring. "Oh, um, okay, if you don't mind staying with me..." [Name] whispered with a rosy blush in his slightly embarrassed cheeks. The man let him in and smiled as he closed the door.

The inside of the house was so warm and pleasant, the first room was the living room, well decorated with carpets and paintings and several sofas and a cabinet with books and records. The fireplace in this living room was lit, warming his body.

"It took me a while to decorate and make it look clean, I’m glad that I can see you like it” The man smiled at him. In his opinion, he was so gorgeous, how could anyone hide his beauty in a pumped-up hole like this one ? The man's mauve hair matched his bright yellow eyes. His hair was long and looked soft and silky, stopping just above his shoulders. The man was wearing a white wool sweater that probably kept him warm, with a black baggy pant that really suited him well.

"Would you like some coffee or tea, you look like you caught a cold when you were out in the cold." [Name] was surprised, was he assuming he was sick, at the moment he didn't feel sick, maybe he was afraid of him getting sick which is so sweet from him, and it seemed more logical.

"Ah, I'd like some tea if you don't mind, but let's see how you're doing," the tall man turned back to him, almost heading for the kitchen before calling out to him. "Mikah, my name is Mikah, and your name is [Name] isn't it?" [Name]‘s heart sank to his feet, and went to a silent, how did he know his first name?

"Well, I'll go and make you some tea," he went into the kitchen, leaving [Name] in the living room, the man suddenly feeling uncomfortable with what he had just stated. He grabbed his forearm and squeezed his arm tightly, maybe he was hearing voices and going crazy from the cold? He looked for excuses not to change the mood between them, so there would be no awkward moments. Slowly breath out, as [Name] walked over to the table next to the living room and sat down on a chair to wait for his tea.

Mikah returned with two cups, one of coffee and one of tea. [Name] grinned nervously as he saw him coming, thinking back to the line he'd used a few minutes before. But he tried to motivate himself by smacking himself in the face with his thoughts.

The boy with the long hair put the cup of tea on the table in front of [Name] and sat down next to him, still with a sly smile on his lips. "You should drink it before it gets cold, tea is better hot than cold." [Name] smiled in return, his cheeks turning a little pink at his kindness, maybe he was wrong about him, but he was still a stranger, he shouldn't let his guard down.

Taking the handle of the cup, [Name] brought the bowl to his lips and blew on the tea before it touched his tongue. The tea was sweet, just like he liked it, but it had a strong smell, but he decided to ignore it.

When he finished the glass, his stomach hurt so suddenly, his heart began to beat strongly, making his chest ache. He felt tingling all over his body, his breathing becoming more and more intense and rapid because of all the sensations that were stimulating him enormously. His face grew hotter and hotter, and his blood rushed to his cheeks, turning them red.

What had he put in his tea, he should have known about his kindness and what he'd said before coming back. He turned his head and saw the man had stopped smiling and was holding an open sachet. [Name] squinted and read "aphrodisiac", his heart stopped for a second, so this is it?

[Name] closed his eyes, trying to control himself, trying to keep his modesty, but the man put his hand on his thigh and rubbed it next to his crotch. Mikah's mouth came close to his ear and whispered softly. "It's a shame you don't remember me, because this time you won't be able to escape me." He had been so desperate that if [Name] didn't even remember him, his only question was why.

Overwhelmed by his urges, he began to shed a tear. He tried to speak, but his tears flowed freely and would not let him speak. "What are you trying to say, honey?" He continued to caress his thigh, but he slightly moved closer to his hands to his already erect crotch. "Please make it stop" The effect of the drug was getting stronger and stronger, making him feel even hornier than before. While he was whining, Mikah unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants and shorts, exposing his member.

Before he took his cock, he spit on his palm for a silky smooth handjob, as grabbed his cock, touching it lightly with his fingertips. He teased it slightly by playing with the tips of his cock, which was leaking pre-cum. He gradually increased the friction and strength of his hands holding his dick firmly. [Name]’s moans became more and more slutty and lewd, he rolled back his eyes at the warmth of his body and at all that was happening now, overwhelming him. The male groaned, as he felt his eyelids grew heavier as the minutes passed by, he slowly closed his eyes without understanding he was going unconscious after overheating.

[vamptember]

WELCOME BACK TO THE VAMPIRE PARTY! 🦇

Welcome to our third annual Vamptember event celebrating Anne Rice's The Vampire Chronicles and all its adaptations! 🖤

For the month of September please join us in making vampire stuff! Fic, art, headcanons, playlists, meta, anything you can think of! Base it on the books, the 1994 movie, the AMC show, the musical, whatever you want! Canon or AU, get creative!

RULES

1. There are no rules. Please have fun!

2. Each day has THREE PROMPTS in case one doesn’t speak to you! Pick one or combine them or rearrange them, it’s up to you!

3. Tag your posts #vamptember so that we can reblog! If your post isn’t showing in the tag please don’t hesitate to DM it to us!

4. We finally have an AO3 collection this year, find it here!

Tell your friends and share to spread the word! Daily prompts (3/day) under the cut!

1. 1920s / Experiment / Eros & Psyche

2. Pomegranates / Sick / Dating App

3. Eucharist / Slice of Life / Gentleman Death

4. Private Jet / Tape Recorder / Missing Scene 

5. Romeo & Juliet / Meet Cute / “The easy cleft of my mortality”  

6. Library / Genderswap / Shrine

7. FREE DAY

8. Medieval AU / Honey / “Evil is always possible” 

9. Colosseum / Flights of Devils / Slow Burn 

10. Phantom of The Opera / Rat / Ceremony

11. Nomad / “He ate my heart” / Aphrodisiac 

12. Beautiful Boy / Grocery Store / Magic

13. Night Club / Tiara / Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

14. FREE DAY 

15. Ghosts / Breakfast In Bed / Three Is Company

16. Roleplay / Office / Forest

17. Kittens / Reverse AU / “You made a mess”

18. Lost In Translation / Eras / Marriage

19. High School AU / Metamorphosis / Dream Daddy

20. The Romance of Certain Old Clothes / 1497 / Blind Date

21. FREE DAY

22. Music Video / Pupil / Egg

23. 5 + 1 / Cigarette / Guardian Angel

24. “Half in love with easeful death” / Divorce / Mercury

25. Hospital / Celestial Bodies / Garden

26. Funeral Pyre / Tea Time / Dress Up

27. Drag / Reptile / Hair Washing

28. FREE DAY

29. Hunger / A Mother’s Love / Insects

30. Your Age / Tattoo / Epilogue