#Barbarian Press

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Wood Engraving Wednesday

WESLEY BATES

The noted Canadian illustrator and wood engraver Wesley Bates (b. 1952) produced the engravings for an edition of poems by the somewhat obscure 3rd- or 4th-century CE Greek epigrammatist Rufinus, translated by the Canadian writer and scholar Robin Skelton and printed in British Columbia at the Barbarian Press in an edition of 200 copies in 1997. Little is known about Rufinus himself, but Skelton informs us that the works of Rufinus combine sensuality with wit and show an appreciation for female beauty. Many of the poems are explicit in nature, and often have misogynistic undertones. Each poem is translated into rhymed metrical verse, demonstrating Skelton’s appreciation for past traditions of translating Latin and Greek in the 18th and 19th centuries.

Wesley Bates was born in the Yukon in 1952 and raised in South Western Saskatchewan. After studying painting and printmaking at Mount Allison University in Sackville, New Brunswick from 1972-1977, he pursued a career as a painter and printmaker in Sackville, and turned to illustration and wood engraving 1981. He has since been a much sought-after illustrator by numerous publications and publishers.

The engravings were printed directly from the blocks on Zerkall White Wove and Zerkall Cream Laid papers, with the book designed, bound, and the text handset in Jan Van Krimpen's Van Dijk type, with his Cancelleresca Bastarda and Open Kapilalen for display, by Barbarian Press proprietor Crispin Elsted. Elsted's wife and Barbarian Press co-founder Jan Elsted printed the book. Our copy is signed by Robin Skelton and the Elsteds and is another gift from our friend Jerry Buff.

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I can't find art of my ship anywhere so I GUESS that means I have to make it myself, here are some doodles.

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pencil drawings by Barry Windsor-Smith

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Conan The Barbarian by Robert E. Howard

Art by Ed Emshwiller

Gnome Press (1954)

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Graphic Policy’s Top Comic Picks this Week!

Graphic Policy’s Top Comic Picks this Week! 15 comics to check out this week #comics #comicbooks

Wednesdays (and Tuesdays) are new comic book day! Each week hundreds of comics are released, and that can be pretty daunting to go over and choose what to buy. That’s where we come in Each week our contributors choose what they can’t wait to read this week or just sounds interesting. In other words, this is what we’re looking forward to and think you should be taking a look at! Find out what…

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ROLLING STONES "New Barbarians: Stone-free and Rolling" (1979)

[uglygirltrying]

barbarian!ghost x princess!reader

barbarian!ghost who threatened a weak christian king, with his fierce army. barbarian!ghost only wanted a great part of the kings land, but instead, the king offered him a different deal. barbarian!ghost would get the kings eldest daughter, in order not to lose his land. how can one turn down such an offer? princess!reader whose weak minded and scared father, basically sold her to a savage. a dirty, barbaric, savage man. all that and more. princess!reader who could only cry and beg to her mother, as barbarian!ghost was hauling her pretty ass on his horse. princess!reader who scoffed at barbarian!ghost's name, when he introduced himself. barbarian!ghost who smirked when princess!reader finally stopped weeping, and began to insult him. at least she wouldn't bore him. princess!reader who enjoyed her time 'alone', as her handmaidens bathed her, until barbarian!ghost walked into the room. barbarian!ghost who shooed the maids out of the room, before undressing and stepping into the tub with the young princess. princess!reader who could feel a fat cock pressing against her back, and calloused fingers sneaking between her legs. princess!reader who couldn't help but shiver and let out a whine, when a finger pressed on her clit. barbarian!ghost who chuckled meanly at the princess' reaction, putting more pressure on the little nub between her soft thighs. princess!reader whose legs shook as the pressure in her belly only got worse, the fuzzy feeling confusing her enough, to grab onto the barbarian's arm for comfort. barbarian!ghost who felt sweet enough to give her a kiss on the forehead, as he continued to rub the princess' clit, until she gave him her first orgasm. barbarian!ghost who whispers promises of good life, and taking care of the princess, into her ear, before taking the girl into his arms and carrying her to bed.

[dmitriene]

thinking about werewolf simon riley, there's thick hair at his body, his arms and chest are covered in dark hairs that feel almost like fur, soft but also slightly rough because he doesn't take much care of it, and the same with his tousled tail and unruly hair on his head that sticks out to the sides messily, adorned with a pair of pointed ears, one of which is adorned with whitened scars that are missing hair.

half of the scars on his body are hidden under the thickness of his hair and fur, only those closer to the center of his chest are bare and wide, whitened with age, speckling his pale skin and broad back, stretching over the sharpened muscles of different lengths and shapes, scratches, healed gashes, bullets, rippling with every movement or stretch of simon's.

sharp fangs that are more often noticeable when he snarks or growls, lifting his thin lips and exposing his pointed teeth in order to scare away and tear unwanted, and with you to cover every area of your soft, pure skin with fresh traces of his possessive darkening bruises and toothprints, allowing simon to mark you from all those who are not wanted and let everyone know whose you are.

simon is as feral as a wolf and behaves like a barbarian, the instinct to mate makes him constantly keep you with him, without giving you the ability to go anywhere, he even prefers to have undressed all the time, thinking that the clothes are useless if he tears them to shreds anyway to fill you with his cock, but you scold him every time, so he doesn't complain, despite the rumbling whine slipping from his throat.

he's just a dog, all he thinks about is how to make sure his thick cum doesn't leak out of your pulsing hole, practically not letting you out of bed and the softness of the fluffy furs beneath, ravishing on your naked and supple body, clawing at your knees and pressing them upwards so he could pummel his meaty cock deep in your creamy pussy, ramming into your spongy spot, grinding his thick tip just so you'll tighten up and he could breed you again.

main masterlist. quidelines.

[decendingfromgrace]

I’m gasping. Stuttering for breath after this. This one, this one right here had me ascending. I can’t get over this and my heart is pounding. The line that GOT ME was “Our entire purpose in any and every life and alternate timeline is to ruin you.” And that whole scene just made me melt. This was so fucking good, danm. Shit I’m not getting over this one.

Kinktober 2022 Full Fic

Date Posted: October 21, 2022

Gang Bang/Boku no Hero Academia/Bakugou Katsuki

Word Count: 7.9K

Tags: Gang bang, fivesome, duplicates of Bakugou, Wolf hybrid Bakugou, Merman Bakugou, Barbarian Bakugou, talks of having children, doggy style, riding, mating press, anal, lots and lots of lube, possessive Bakugou’s (literally all of them), one ass slap, overstimulation, double penetration, multiple cream pies, voyeurism, quirk mishaps, cervix kissing, use of nicknames princess and bunny, mentions of a/b/o and heats, biting, blood mention, knots

Synopsis: Your Pro Hero husband calls you one day with bad news—he’s just been hit by a quirk that will upend your lives for gods know how long. The quirk? It brings forth different alternative versions of your husband—a Barbarian King, a wolf hybrid, and a merman. What the hell are you gonna do?

Minors/blank/ageless blogs DNI.

“What quirk did you get hit with?” You hum, placing a fat ball of the cookie dough on the baking sheet as you pick up the final scoop from the bowl. Katsuki gets quiet for a while though, before he grumbles under his breath. You hum again in question.

“Can you repeat that for me, baby? I couldn’t really hear—”

“It’s a weird fuckin’ duplicating like quirk where it pulls different versions of me from alternate realities all into our one universe!” Katsuki rushes out in a grunt, and you can practically see his thick arms folded over his chest. It makes you give pause though, his words sinking in as you slowly place the finished cookie dough ball onto the sheet, washing and wiping your hands before drying them on a towel and grabbing your phone tentatively in your hand.

“What?” You ask slowly, eyes narrowed at the kitchen window that oversees the quiet neighborhood you guys had moved to.

“All that silence and that’s all you have to say?!” Katsuki asks exasperatedly, before you hear some commotion in the background.

“I’m just trying to figure out when the fuck we transported to a goddam Rick and Morty episode.” You snark back, before you have to sigh and calm yourself down. This shit isn’t making any sense to you—how the fuck can there be more than one version of your husband running around town right now? How many are there? And where the fuck are they?

Read the rest on Ao3 here!

My Kinktober 2022 Masterlist here!

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more paintings by Barry Windsor-Smith.

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Patreon Commission for @wimble_warcrime

Request: As for the commission, are you familiar with the 'Ice Planet Barbarians' series by Ruby Dixon? The thing I'm thinking of is similar to the series in regards to plot - like human ends up stranded on an ice planet with only giant aliens to keep her company. Except, the aliens aren't seven-foot-tall blue people but more of a cross between a werewolf and a werebear? Something smutty, with a big emphasis on the typical soulmate trope and breeding kink/knotting kink? I also really liked the fic you wrote about the werewolf and marking his human with his piss - if possible, could you add something like that to it, please?

A/N: This was very fun to write, turned out a bit more soft than expected, but I think it’s sweet, enjoy!

Mating the alien

Furry alien x fat fem!reader || watersports, breeding, knotting, marking/mating

When your spaceship crashed into the unknown planet, you weren’t expecting aliens to be there. Well, you kind of were in your wildest monsterfucking fantasies, but in reality you thought it was highly unlikely. Joke was on you when an alien as tall as a tree got to your scared self.

You screamed when his head popped over your broken glass, he looked between a werewolf and a werebear. freaky in a way that made your insides tingle with unknown feelings. But the confusion didn’t matter when you saw him and instinctively punched him in the face, not processing he was trying to help you. (You thought he was trying to eat you, okay?).

After a lot of screaming (from both of you), he got some sort of device inside your ear and then you could finally understand him. You were more than glad for that tiny something that was now embedded in your ear, you didn’t want to ask what it was, it looked like a bug when he pressed it against you. But it was okay, you could deal with an ear bug if that meant you could communicate with the alien species living on the planet. (And maybe with the fine alien who rescued you.)

You weren’t that lucky, though. As soon as you reached the village, he left you with some older looking aliens and disappeared much to your dismay. You didn’t see him for multiple days after that, but they gave you a place to sleep and nice clothes. And when he showed up again with a big dead something hanging from his shoulder, you screamed again, making him jump and drop the dead weight into the snow in front of your hut.

You looked between him and the dead animal (?) and couldn’t stop yourself: “What is that?!”

“A gift,” he mumbled as he turned around and left you there, confused and with a dead animal.

You were even more confused when he showed a couple more times with other weird “gifts”. But when the elders told you about soulmates and all that they implied, you had a revelation. You were more than sure than the one who saved you that day was your soulmate. You knew humans didn’t have stuff like that, but in a way, you could feel it. Deep inside of you. There was something that called you to him like a moth to flame, and you were so tired of him running away from you…

So the next time he showed up, you gave him the hat you were wearing when the spaceship crashed, making him smile at you like the sun just appeared after a long winter. He looked even more handsome when he smiled, and you couldn’t stop yourself from reciprocating.

And that’s how it started.

Between gifts and hanging out with each other you started to develop something more… Something deeper. And he seemed so happy about it. So, so happy that it rapidly escalated to something a bit more physical. To be exact, something with your legs over his furry shoulders and his face buried between your legs until you were soaking his fur and he was devouring you like a starving alien. But nobody could blame you, you were his mate after all (and maybe a bit of a slut when it came to big furry aliens).

But it still didn’t feel correct, there was something missing. And after another talk with the elders, you understood.

And you planned.

That big alien wasn’t going to know what hit him (aka: a horny human with lots of kinks).

He was pounding into your pussy, legs over his shoulder as he pressed down on you, making you moan so loud you were sure the hut next to his could probably hear you. You didn’t care, you were being fucked within an inch of yourself and he was saying the filthiest things against your ear, making you shiver with pent up arousal.

“I’m going to fill you so completely you are going to feel me for days. I’m going to fill you to the brim until you are so full of me everybody can smell it on you.” He kept feeding your breeding kink to the point of making you dizzy with desire, his dick so big inside of you it felt like you were about to be split open. “I’m gonna- I’m gonna…”

“Knot me, mate.” You knew what it did to him to hear you saying that.

As soon as the words were out of your mouth, he was burying himself deep inside of you and you felt his knot stretching you to the point of insanity. It pressed right against your G-spot and you had to cover your mouth to stop some of the screams as you came apart around his forming knot.

You breathed in unison for a few moments, his dick still filling you completely as he kept breeding you. You shivered at the thought, but then remembered your plan. “I want all of your marks on me,” you told him right after his first orgasm.

“What?” His brain couldn’t fully process your words as he kept coming inside of you, another shot of his come hitting your cervix. He looks down at your joined bodies pointedly.

“I don’t mean this. Well, yes, I do, but also the marks,” you tried to explain without having to spell it out. You moved your hips, pulling a low moan out of him. He looked at you confused, like a puppy. He was so adorable you couldn’t be mad at him for being oblivious to everything. So you swallowed around the knot in your throat (haha double knotting), and choked out: “I want you to pee in me after you… finish.”

He stopped breathing for a second, staring at you intensely. But the next shoot of his cum inside of you had him closing his eyes and moaning. After, he asked: “Wha- what? Who told you about that?”

“The elders.”

He groaned and rocked his hips, making his knot rub against your G-spot and making you see stars. “I thought… Humans don’t do that,” he muttered, your brain turning fuzzy with a new wave of pleasure.

You tried to focus so you could explain, it took a little while, but you finally said: “Humans don’t need to mark their partners with piss, but that doesn’t mean some of them don’t do it for fun and pleasure.”

“They do?” You hummed in agreement. “Do you- Did you… with anyone?” The low growl in his tone sounded jealous, and you felt bad for liking that. You liked that he was possessive, you liked that he was about to mark you completely.

“N-no,” you lied. He looked at you with big eyes, catching your lie easily. “Okay, yes. I’ve done it before.”

He smirked down at you, his mischief showing in every inch of his face. “And you liked it?”

“Yes,” you confessed. Even though his knot was deep inside of you, it was the confession that made you blush harder. “So… are you… are we... doing this?” You slowly let out, your voice breaking as he rolled his hips.

“Do you really want to?” He asked after a particularly good shot of his come made him moan your name like a whore. Dang, you loved how vocal your alien got when he was high on passion.

“Yes,” your tone was vehement when you answered, a twitch of his dick hitting right over your oversensitive G-spot, making you see stars and a wave of pleasure so intense hit you, you almost came again.

He kissed your forehead with an exhale, whispering: “You are perfect, my mate.”

After all that talk, you focused back on your body and felt how you were almost overflowing with his seed. He filled you up so completely you could feel it moving inside every time he rolled his hips. You contracted your muscles to milk him and smiled big when he groaned in response, praising your pussy. His thumb found your clit and he started to work you up again, slight rolls of his hips that mixed with his dexterous fingers to drive you higher and higher, your orgasm almost at arms reach.

But it wasn’t until his knot deflated that you could feel him fully, his dick didn’t go down, and he started pushing in and out of you again, the mess of cum inside of you being pushed out as he pushed in. The sounds it was making were driving you into the next dimension. His fucking driving you right to the edge.

And then you felt it. You felt the warm heat of his piss inside of you, warming you from the inside out, such a sinful moment that you felt your body floating as the orgasm hit you. You threw back your head as he peed inside of you, your body convulsing in his arms, your voice breaking with pleasure as he completed the union between the two of you.

He pulled out just in time to finish peeing right over your messy pussy and lower stomach, the heat making you groan once again, whispering nonsense about how good it felt, how nice and warm… Your brain couldn’t process everything, you never came so hard and for so long, but the feel of him in and out of you, the warmth and the utter fullness inside your soul was so much more than you could express.

When he finished, he pulled you up to his body, the mixture of fluids leaving your over-used pussy and leaking down the sheets, making an obscene mess. You were so tired you couldn’t hold yourself up, your body not responding after pleasure that intense. You looked up at him just in time to see a single tear rolling down his cheek. You pulled him down and licked it off his face, making his dick twitch against your abdomen.

“Let’s clean up so you can mess me up again,” you teased. His responding growl made your insides turn and twitch with anticipation, more than ready to be filled and defiled once again.

[tteokdoroki]

bkg jerking off over you while you sit there and look pretty🫶🏾

☆༉ — KATSUKI BAKUGOU. expressive.

about. bakugou never gets good at controlling how his emotions sit on his face — especially when he’s close to a well earned release.

warnings. minors, ageless and blank blogs do not interact! smut, vaginal sex, squirting, pulling out as a contraceptive method (don’t do this), male masturbation, cumplay, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, slight overstimulation, fem!reader, pro hero!bakugou.

i imagine that bakugou never really gets good at controlling his facial expressions. usually, it’s super easy to tell when he’s pissed, because he has his fangs bared and his thick, dark eyebrows pinch together at the centre of his forehead. when he’s sad, he’s either unconsciously frowning or pouting — which isn’t an uncommon sight if you think about it. when he’s happy or calm, there’s a light that reflects in his ruby framed eyes to the point where they shine across a room, his soft lips upturned into a small smirk with not a trace of doubt laid across his face. 

you think, however, that katsuki is most beautiful when his body is hung over yours and he’s about to cum.

“you cummin’ baby? y’ gonna make a mess on my cock. milk your cock f’me?” you love how strained the blonde’s voice gets when he’s close, caught in the ridges of this throat and pierced by the occasional high pitched whine here and there. katsuki always makes sure that you get there before him, fumbling with your swollen clit nestled between your soaked puffy folds — using the tips of his fingers to catch whatever viscous track of juices slips out of you and around his throbbing girth before he rubs it back into the little nub. 

the air feels like it been sucked out from his lungs when your wet pussy selfishly sucks him in, clenching down on every ridge as if she doesn’t want to let go. your eyes disappear into the darkness of your skull, mouth lewdly hanging open wide enough for bakugou to spit into it. he immediately licks into your mouth afterwards, languidly rolling his hips into you with vicious wet smacks to the same tune. 

he roughs you up with spit swapping kisses, hardly giving you any room to breathe. you cry and gasp into bakugou’s open mouth, sucking on his tongue and filling him with your salacious siren’s song that only gets higher and higher with each step you take towards orgasm. he follows each movement of your mouth like he’s after the pied piper, chasing the heat of your tongue against his while his rough hands work you into a mating press — legs thrown over his shoulder and cock so deep inside you, you can practically feel him in your throat. 

his lips feel like heaven, pillowy and plush as they move with yours expertly, knowing just how to kiss you — eliciting a bright fire in your lower tummy that sets you ablaze from the inside out. squeezing around every blue, pulsating vein that twists its way around bakugou’s fat, milky shaft, you take what your given and squealing as it hammers into your g-spot over and over and over again until your mind blanks he’s claimed rule over your every thought like a barbarian fighting over land. 

“k-kats! daddy — ‘m gonna,” you drool the words across his open mouth like an erotic flash flood, your sanity dwindling into nothing and your resolve crumbling — he works into your sopping heat, stretching you open,  pounding away at that embarrassingly creamy cunt, just brushing at your cervix. poor you, you can’t help but sob at the unruly rhythm, your mount licking and unlocking to accommodate for the curve of katsuki’s dick that fills you up just right. 

it’s not long before your body fails you, and you’re cumming right then and there. white flashes behind your eyes and drowns out your vision, a scream of your lover’s name loudly rips through you while your release trickles out of you unexpectedly.

“shit, that’s it. all over me, all fuckin’ over me.” bakugou punctuates each of his breathless words with a sharp thrust into the depths of your squelching insides, watching the way you gush and stream around him and onto the bec with a hung jaw and drool seeping out of the corners of his mouth. once you’re spent and fucked beyond, he pulls out slowly — both of you mewling at the cool air on your hot and raw sexes.

now, you both know that pulling out isn’t an effective  method of contraception — but you’re both young and dumb and kid on believe in fate. but it doesn’t make it any less hot when katsuki pumps his dick over you to get off.

your boyfriend wastes no time in grabbing hold of his cock — sticky and glazed in everything you had to offer him, dripping with precum that helps guide the slick movements of his palm along his pretty shaft. you’re so pretty, covered in love bites and sweat and cum, lying there with big dizzy doe eyes — of course it’s going to rile him up. katsuki fucks his fist with an insatiable wanton, squeezing the base where you’ve left a foamy ring if your cream on him, to stave off his orgasm just so he can look at you a little longer. 

“show me your pussy baby, wanna see how much i’ve ruined you.” he heaves through the fog of desire carried in the vibrato. it shakes when you peel your doughy thighs apart — stuck together by clear ropes of your gooey release 

“i want you to cum for me, baby.”

bakugou presses his nose into your shin, a light blush dusting the bridge of it along with his cheeks. “i know, sweetness. ‘m gonna — fuck. g-gonna give it to you.” he stutters out, running a thumb through the seedy slit of his cockhead. you feel like you could cum again just from watching bakugou get off to the vision of you — his lips drag along your inner shin as well causing warm breath to coast along your salt-licked skin until you’re shivering through your aftershocks in anticipation. so you dip your fingers between your legs to spread your ravaged folds, circling your abused hole to give him a good look at the damage he’s done to you.

“please katsuki,” you gasp, teasing him just a little by playing with yourself to the same pace that bakugou jerks off with . 

the blonde chokes back a pathetic sob, letting go of his achingly hot and heavy dick to let it thud against his tummy. he’s always been blessed, the sight of katsuki’s length is mouthwatering enough as it is — but seeing it bright red and shining under the yellow light, covered in a thin layer of white to show how turned on he is, is reward enough for you. 

he’s so wet and heavy, oozing at every opportunity he gets — smearing a trail of precum along his manuka honey skin. “you drive me fuckin’ insane, my baby’s tryna kill me,” bakugou slurs over the drool collecting in his mouth, spitting down onto himself which only adds to the lewdness of the situation. “wheredya want it, hah?” dewy sounds of bakugou fucking his own, soiled palm mask his shaky breath, his hips ramming forward and never letting up on their urgent rhythm. “you want me to paint that pussy, white?” leaning forward, he taps his red-hot tip against your overstimulated sex — nearly busting.

“you like that? so fuckin’ naughty, maybe you wanna get all knocked up ‘n filled up by me,” he goads, pressing his cock head against your entrance before going back to jerking off — bat the way your whole body joints from the idea of ‘accidentally’ being bred.

“or do you want me to fuck that angel mouth of yours, get a taste of me?” he speeds up, chasing that innate desire to cum, throwing his head back while a needy groan escapes from the cage in his chest. “m-maybe i should cum on those pretty tits, maybe your face. show you how much i love you. how would you like that, baby?”

his sinful suggestions lull a weak moan out of you as you rut upward, letting katsuki push his slick cock through the remainders of your release still trapped between your folds. shaking hips, you hear the blonde hiss at your warmth around him while he pumps himself harder and faster, losing pieces of himself to you. leaking all over you.

“let me have it, katsuki. cum for me, wherever you want.” you command him wistfully, following through when his colourful curses turn to airy and dreamy moans — hot spurts of viscous seed shooting from his tip over your quivering mound and soft tummy, claiming your body as katsuki’s prize. you’re in love with the way his face twists, his crimson eyes wet enough to reflect their colour like a kaleidoscope,  his pink lips bitten until cherry red and wet with his own tears and sweat,  his soft blonde hair matted to the sweat that pearls against his forehead. 

katsuki looks like an angel when he cums. 

“fuckin’… holy shit, i fuckin’ love you so much.” bakugou cries as he cums, collapsing over you smaller-than-his frame as the aftershocks wrack through him. you push your fingers through his sweaty locks to bring him back down, soothing the static ringing in his ears as the rest of his orgasm smears against your inner thigh. “y’so pretty baby, jus’ go fuckin’ insane watchin’ you cum hard f’me like that.” he breathes, lashes fluttering against your neck.

kissing the side of his head, you hum in content. “i could say the same about you, lover boy.” pushing at his muscular shoulder, you giggle. “now let’s get cleaned up, unless you were serious about getting me knocked up.” 

“s-shit,” laughing rasping, bakugou rolls off of you and nestles himself into your side. “don’t say shit like that. you already got me so fucked up.” 

“you and i both know we could go again, hot shot.” you grin as bright as ever — tempting your boyfriend into another round. “best two out of three?”

“i fuckin’ love you,” 

“i love you too.” 

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[pokechbi]

"I told you not to cum...Didn't I, schatz?"

just a random smut splurge that was on my mind ALL day

(konig x fem reader!)

NSFW !!! MDNI

WC: 1.1k

Fem anatomy used

Your hips spasm against his mouth, your thighs shaking violently as he pumped and curled a thick finger into your sopping pussy, sucking and flicking your clit relentlessly with his tongue. You let yourself in this predicament, sacrificing yourself just for a few seconds of pleasure, letting your orgasm overtake your body when he had specifically ordered you not to. Rookie mistake.

"Was it worth it, du kleine Schlampe?" (you little slut). He lifts from between the lips of your cunt, his lips and jaw soaked with your juices. He'd been down there for an hour and counting, just torturing you. Holding your hips down with his strong arm, the ropes of muscles under his skin flexing every time you moved. He'd quickly slap your clit with an open palm every time you pushed his head away, sending a jolt of electricity through your every nerve and paralyzing you, rendering your fights useless. The stubble on his jaw had rubbed your inner thighs raw, causing the skin to redden and puff with irritation. He looked up at you, eyes gleaming with dominance and power over you. He was loving this. And it sickened you. The thought of having another orgasm made you want to puke, cry, scream, pass out. Your body was spent, sweating heavily and feeling the muscles in your thighs and core burn with overexertion.

"Are you ready to apologize, meine liebe?" He asks, rising to your breasts. His searing breath graze your nipples. They were sore and raw, from him reaching his hand up and pinching the little buds between his fingers while he licked your slit relentlessly. In that moment, your brain was fuzzy, swirling from the multiple orgasms that rattled your soul. "B-but I couldn't hold i-ah!" You yelped as he slammed two of his thick fingers into you, resulting in a stomach-turning squelch that was music to his ears.

"Oh, schatz. Wrong answer. You wanted to cum so bad before, hm? Now I will make you cum until you can't fucking see straight" He grunted, his anger coming from the deep parts of his soul. He began slapping at your clit with an open palm, over and over, the pain causing a distinctive warmth to bubble in your core as your hips jerked with every slap. Tears ran down your cheeks, leaving a stain in their wakes as you fight the oncoming orgasm. You yell out in delicious pain as he pushes his cock into you, not giving you a second to adjust before pounding straight into your cervix. You see red when your eyes flutter closed, slurring and murmuring words from your lips.

"Scheiße, mein lieber, you feel so good. So swollen and wet, milking my fucking cum right out of me." (shit, my dear). He breathes, a throaty chuckle searing the skin of your ear. He grabs your knees, pushing them against your breasts as he pumps deeper into you, your walls swollen and tighter from his viscous, barbarian cock rubbing against them on and off for an hour and some time now. You hated that it felt good. You were on the brink of unconsciousness, but couldn't let go of the feeling of his swollen, throbbing dick meeting resistance against your bulgy, enticing walls. You let out a lazy moan, the sounds coming from you not recognizable to your usual timid whimpers and groans. You gripped the sheets beside you, Konig's hips not letting up as you came close to another orgasm. Your mouth hung open in silence, your voice too raspy and broken to moan anymore. He pressed his forehead against yours, slowing his pace and dragging the throbbing veins on his dick against every single nerve in your cunt. Your core contracts and spasms, another orgasm overtaking your very soul. You whimper quietly, not being able to make a noise as he presses his weight into your thighs, smushing your knees against your tits.

"Verdammter, schatz. Feels so good when your sweet little hole flutters around me like that, yes?" He says, a gentler tone in his voice giving you the pretense that he'll let up on you. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, your lashes fluttering closed and open as you lay limply under him. You had no strength to even grip the sheets anymore, fighting to keep your eyes open as he began to cum himself. "Not gonna ask you again, love. Apologize." He slows his pace, looking down at you as you part your lips to speak.

" 'm sorry daddy. didn't mean 't cum when you..." You sigh heavily, your breath struggling to catch up with your heart. You didn't know if your body was capable of handling another orgasm, and you didn't want to find out. Konig was a big man, and he didn't even look close to tired as he hovered over you, a smug look on his handsome face.

"told me not to. 'm so sorry daddy." You cry, the tears falling down your face, onto the pillow below you. He leans down to your lips, planting a soft kiss on them. He peels the hair from your forehead, slick with sweat. "Such a good girl, schatz." He whispers, pulling out from you, the pressure in your core leaving as you lie there, your head spinning, thighs shaking. He leans between your thighs, pressing a soft kiss onto your swollen clit.

He stands up, smiling down at you as you sniffle. "Let me run my pretty girl a warm bath, yeah?" You nod your head lazily, feeling his thumb over your soft, swollen lips, puffy from crying.

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You sit between Konig's legs in the bath, your back to his chest as he scrubs your skin with your loofah. "I'm sorry, my darling. Look at you, can barely stay awake." You smile lazily, your eyes fluttering closed as the warmth of the bath and his skin caress your naked form. He wraps his arms around you, kissing your neck softly. You rest your head on his chest, looking up at him through your lashes, half lidded with fatigue, and pure, raw love for the man who had just brutalized your very soul.

"I told you not to cum. Didn't I, schatz?"

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