#DO NOT RELEASE YOUR PETS INTO THE WILD!!!!

[nettleclan-clangen]

Moon 28

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Shimmerprickle was babysitting the kittens, as was her duties as campkeeper. Sporekit was snoozing lazily under the shade cast of the Herbalist's rocks, while Sorrelkit and Chasingkit wrestled. Larkkit and Warmkit were both fearfully taking turns putting their little paws in the tide pools that made the outter border of camp, right next to where Shimmerprickle sat. She was always there to be a big sister to the little balls of nervous floof, especially now that they were up and walking. She hoped to mentor one of them when the time came- Sorrelkit, especially. He was spunky and would go along great with her prima donna attitude.

She barely felt the bite when the snake sank its teeth into her. She blinked and looked over to the small snake, a bright orange-yellow thing, with pink-red eyes. It had darker yellow spots, and a scoop shaped nose. It dug into her fur more, like she was a mouse, and it hit skin. Only them did she hiss in pain, and bit at it. Warmkit and Larkkit looked over as she tore it off her, leaving a gnarly looking wound in her right shoulder, and began crying- loudly. They ran straight for Greydrizzle, babbling and talking over each other. Shimmerprickle rolled her eyes and followed them, the snake making a foul smelling musk as she walked. Gross.

Greydrizzle began making a bandage and herbs slop mixture when Mothleaf and Perch got a good look at the snake that bit Shimmerprickle.

"Oh, thank Starclan, that's not a rattlesnake!" Mothleaf sighed, watching as Shimmerprickle set it down. The snake, oddly, turned belly up, stuck out its tongue, and stopped breathing as heavily.

"How do you know?" Shimmerprickle asked, flipping the snake over, to which it flopped back over and musked. Again.

"Well, for one, it's really small, and the tail has no big segments on the end. And for two, that behavior! This is what Quietclan calls a 'Puff Adder'! They're huffy little things, only mildly venomous. You'll be fine with a bit of poultice, you might get a bit of irritated skin, or like you've been stung by a bee. We'll have to monitor you for any allergic reaction- Murmurstar had- has... a pretty bad reaction to Puff Adder bites." Mothleaf morosely looked at the adder as it refused to participate in the conversation. Perch put a paw on its neck and it wriggled around.

"I wonder how a snake like this got here. It's too... bright. A hawk or... some other critter would've already made it their lunch at this point." He picked it up gently, making sure to keep his mouth over its neck, so it couldn't move its head to bite.

"Twolegs sometimes keep them things as pets." Badgerpatch said, leading in a tired looking patrol of Slipgoose and Meadowshade. "By the way, Perch, next time you an' yer," he cast a scathing look at Mothleaf, "ladyfriend, wanna go rollin' th' clovers, TELL US WHAT THE NINE HELLS TANSY LOOKS LIKE!" Badgerpatch hissed, hackles raised. Perch held his jaw open as he scoffed, face red. Mothleaf hid her face in her fur, as Meadowshade put a paw over the snake Perch accidentally dropped.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! I HAVE A MIGRAINE!" A weak but still feisty voice screeched back. Poor Fennelspot. Greydrizzle lead Shimmerprickle over to an empty nest, close to Honeytide, who was still stricken with a mangled tail. His heat exhaustion had left him, along with Rainflick's heat stroke. Shimmerprickle settled down nicely as Greydrizzle began dressing her bite, two little sets of eyes watching.

Warmkit was the first to approach, ears and tail tucked as she waddled up to Shimmerprickle. "S-sorry I din't tell you sooner..." She sniffled. Shimmerprickle just smiled and pulled the kitten closer, and licked her wild fur calm again.

"It's okay, baby girl, you're not the one whose supposed to keep the camp safe by her lonesome. I was the one who should've been watching out." She cuddled Warmkit close as Larkkit scrambled over, huddling into her left side. "Same goes for you, little sunbeam! I'm not mad at either of you." Larkkit didn't say anything, but his body untensed. Shimmerprickle laid down fully, 'trapping' Warmkit in her paws and under her chin, as she began to give the baby a bath.

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Outside the medicine den, Sorrelkit found an opening in the walls of camp, a tunnel just barely kit sized, that he could squeeze through. Nobody knew, and he always made sure to come back home before too long. But his confidence grew more and more with each visit. Soon, he thought, he'll try catching his own prey! That'll make him a warrior even before his siblings! Maybe next moon, when he's three whole moons? That was the age a big bad leader from a long forgotten clan made kittens like him apprentices, but it'll be all right!

Sorrelkit is strong.

Nothing can take him down.

[lilac-set]

Therian culture is being so fucking dysphoric living in a city. If somebody doesnt release me back into the woods i think im gonna lash out

[gossamyrrh]

dom!fem!reader

starry-eyed thinking about an anguished choso begging you to ride his face.

he’s on his knees, face-to-face with your glistening cunt, near salivating at the sheer closeness—the promise of such sweet, low-hanging fruit.

“pleaseee.” he whines, panting shallowly like a dog. whining like one, too. he brings his large hands up to grasp your thighs, squeezing them lightly and massaging in small circles as he watches your cunt twitch. “i need you. f-fuck i need you so bad.”

“i know, i know,” you coo. “but do you deserve it, cho’?” you level him with the meanest glare you can muster, bringing a curled finger beneath his chin and angling his head. “only good boys get to taste me.”

choso nods feverishly. blinks wildly as though he’s fighting back tears. “y-yes i deserve it. i’m… i’ve been a good boy.”

“have you?”

a whine. “yes.”

you card your fingers through choso’s hair and pull, a ragged moan trembling from within his throat. like the plucked string of a bass quavering. “good boys don’t take what they want, right?”

“r-right.” he groans. “please…”

you step a little closer, feeling choso’s quick breaths fanning against your skin. “so take what i give you, yeah? nothing more.”

and his lip begins to tremble with desire as you mount his face, hooking a leg over his broad shoulder, wringing his hair a little tighter for support. you grip it as though you are holding the reins to a mighty, wild stallion—and you suppose, in some humorous way, that you are. the dubiously proclaimed wrangler, to your needy, vulnerable pet.

and the second your pet tastes your cunt, he is a groaning, writhing mess. lets out a lengthy, broken whimper as you slowly rock back and forth across his mouth. warm tongue pressed flat against the centre of you.

“yes, cho’, just like that.” you throw your head back with a groan, yanking his hair just slightly. “you better stay still, l-like that.”

he moans into your cunt as you smother him. grinding your folds over his lips, his chin—the tip of his nose. coating him in your juices, watching as he eagerly drinks it down. as though it were the sweetest wine.

and like the good boy he promised he is—has been—choso just takes it. locks his neck, widens his mouth, does nothing to derive his own pleasure, focusing solely on yours—on being your good, little pet. your good, little toy. so you can get off and use him and find release as many times as you wish.

even if his pathetic cock is painfully straining against his briefs, a little patch of precum leaking from the top, he neglects himself. all for you! laps at your drooling cunt and noses your clit until you’re roughly tugging at his hair, rocking against his face, curling your toes in bliss as you cum on his face—all over his lips…

like a good boy, choso makes sure not a single drop goes to waste

[princessbrunette]

kinktober : oct 11th

simon riley x housewife kink

simons never really had anyone that was so willing to please him and serve him on their own free will, so of course it’s going to turn him on to no end.

it was the way you looked in the kitchen on a lazy sunday, his tshirt hanging off your shoulder, not aware of his hulking presence standing in the doorway watching you stir the gravy you’d made for the sunday roast you were making (which really makes him feel at home, god) he never thought about having anything this domestic, but you make that life look so good.

it was the way you can just sense when he’s had a bad day, greeting him in the living room when he drops down on the couch, huge body sprawled out, and you crawl between his legs and get to work, gagging on his thick length until the sour memory of his day is replaced by the feeling of your sweet mouth around him.

it was the way you look at him whenever he whips out cash to pay for whatever you want — those sweet adoring doe eyes. he made alot from the military, it’s true — but simon was never a big spender, and didn’t like to treat himself unless he really had to — so as you can imagine, the man let’s you go wild with his credit card. “whatever you want. s’not like i’m gonna spend it.” he gruffs, nonchalantly sliding his card into your hand when you’re rambling about an outfit you’d had your eye on.

he doesn’t want to rush into things, simons scared — and the thought of scaring you off with a proposal is constantly weighing on his mind, his true feelings towards the matter only coming out when he had you bedded, your sweet self having offered yourself to him after he’d had a long day. he’s got your legs over his strong shoulders, the base of his cock creamy from releases as you wail, his thick veiny hand pressing down on your lower stomach. this is where simon really gets vulnerable, a rare but delightful occurrence.

his vulnerability comes in filthy promises. “th’s it doll, taking me like a fuckin’ pro. could do this for the rest of my life. you want that, yeah? want me to stick a big shiny rock on that pretty little finger? make you my little wife? what would people think hm? sweet little thing like you lugging round a big old man like me. gonna know my pretty wife gets f’king destroyed every night. you want that don’t you, pet?” you can barely work out what he’s saying because he rambles it all into one breath, grunting into your shoulder as his balls slap against you, pushing you towards one final orgasm and himself toward his first release. you could barely think straight, but you knew a conversation was due after he’d finished emptying his balls into you.

[pinejayy]

╰➤Riding Them || One Piece

featuring: sabo, zoro, shanks, sanji and hawkins uwu

a/n: first time writing sabo,, so oof I don't know what I'm doing.,, sabo was requested by @bern87 // writing slightly more for my dear husband hawkins uwu // wanna write a part 3 and im thinking about adding doflamingo or cora

summary: riding these beautiful one piece men because I’m whore when it comes to anime men. 😩😩 // part 1 ,, part 3

warnings: teasing, slight nipple play, pet names, bottom sanji, facing riding, thigh riding.

✦•·················• 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃!! •·················•✦

Sabo

This man could either be a gentleman or a freak whenever you're riding him. It could depend on his mood...one day he could be calling you "sweetheart" or "princess" as you're riding his cock. While other days he's calling you a "naughty girl" while his hips are roughly thrusting up. Hitting everything right spot. (He also loves watching your boobs bounce as you're riding him.)

Let's say he had a stressful day after a long mission, he immediately guide you to your guys room and pin you against the nearest wall. His lips would immediately meet yours into a heated kiss. "Rough day....need to release.." He said between the kiss. "Please ride me...too tried."

Which lead to him pulling your clothes off and his lips latches onto yours, both tongues fighting for dominance. His clothes would soon follow yours. He would Immediately lay on the bed, spitting on his hand and stroking his cock. "Come on princess, ride me. I need to feel your pussy around my cock." (Pspsp Sabo loves to dirty talk ...and a lot.)

He's rough but he's not going to make you cry, maybe cry in pleasure but never cry! So when you're finally on top of him, sinking into his needy cock he groans in pleasure, his hands would immediately find their way to your hips. "God you feel amazing as always princess, such a pretty little pussy.." His dirty mouth would be spitting out nothing but lewd and dirty things. "So good, keep riding princess. You're doing good." And of course he's dirty talking leaves you blushing. "Stop... you're making me blush."

As your riding him he's thrusting his hips up, meeting your movements. Which is driving you crazy. "Mm Sabo..." And moaning his name drives him crazy. But you can tell when he's close since more dirty things come out of his mouth. "Pussy makes me feel so good, good pussy....it's mine." Or "Fuck... Princess.... best pussy...mine.."

Zoro

This man prefers whenever you ride him because that means he could just lay there with his hands behind his back. His favorite things... relaxing, watching you struggle to take his length and of course watching your naked body. What more could he want. So he loves whenever you ride him.

So whenever you suggest that you wanna ride him he would be a tease. "You sure love to struggle hmm...but what can I say. My dick is amazing and you probably can't get enough." And of course his words would make you blush. "Come on... don't be mean let me ride your cock again... please." And of course he'll give you want you want. Taking you somewhere private on the ship.

Finally whenever you guys are alone. He's already butt naked and he's helping you remove your clothes. And he's laying on whatever is more comfortable for him. "Come on. Are you going to ride me or do I fuck you myself." And of course you immediately made your way to him. Getting on top of him, Alining his dick against your entrance and slowly sinking in. Making you whimper. "God ... You're so big .."

Zoro loves watching you whimper against his length. Your hips moving the perfect pace not to wild and not to slow. "You're doing better than last time. Last time you couldn't even take all of it. Now look at you. Such a good job." He loves enjoying the view he's getting and loves the attention his dick is getting. He even loves playing with your nipples, He could take your nipples into his mouth and give them attention they deserve or be a bastard and flick them. Making you whimper. “Hey ow!”

One time Zoro fell asleep as you were riding him. NOT because he was feeling bored it was because he felt like he was on cloud nine and it knocked him out. But of course you got upset and smacked his chest. "Hey! I know I'm slow ..but no need to fall asleep...meanie" You whimper, rolling your hips against his. Making him groan, slowly waking up. "No. Babygirl, you're pussy is too good that it's making me see stars."

Shanks

THIS MAN IS A HUGE TEASE! And I mean he's teasing you like there's no tomorrow. And this man talks like a pirate..VERY DIRTY. "Aww, dose Y/N want to ride my dick? Well considering you've been a good girl. I'll give you want you want." Or "Maybe once you're done riding my dick you could treat me by riding my face."

Shanks would immediately lead you over to his private cabin and both of you would be in a heated kiss. Clothes finding their to the floor. And he's already making himself comfortable on his bed. "Come on, get your pretty little pussy over here. And ride your captain." He loves the whole captain play. "Anything for you Captain." You say softly making your way to him.

Riding Shanks is breath taking, this man is going to tease you and praise your body. "God your looks good even when I'm balls deep in you." He also loves the way your boobs bounce up and down as your riding him. He doesn't care about the size, they just look beautiful to him. "Keep going, You're captain is proud of how good you're doing dear."

Shanks loves the thrill of having sex anywhere on the ship, after all it is his ship. But you guys haven't gotten caught yet which is good. One time the crew were drunk their asses off and everyone was passed out on the deck, while you were riding his pretty little cock. "Mm captain...cock...it feels so good."

It drives Shanks crazy if you're vocal whenever you're riding his dick or face. You better be moaning for him. "Mm Captain...oh Captain." And he would match your moans, not as loud but the dirty talking is sure loud.. "Pussy feels and tastes so good." He doesn't care if his crew hears. They are probably used to it by now.

Sanji

He's a complete sweetheart and a bottom! This man would treat you right! And he's going to treat you so good. Like a princess...no like a queen! "Does my queen need her throne to sit. Of course! Whatever my queen wants!" He's just a babey that wants to make you feel love and appreciated. And of course you eat this up, wanting to take control.

He loves whenever you dominate him in the bedroom, and whenever you're riding him he's a whimpering mess. "My Queen...You feel so good ... So tight, thank you for giving me this. Thank you for your beautiful Pussy." He would be moaning and whimpering out. "Such a good boy, you're doing a good job. You fill me up so good Sanji, Good boy." You moan and throw your head back, Enjoying the moment between the both of you.

Sanji loves tracing his fingers along your body, your chest, nipples and your perfect body. He's going to praise you like there's no tomorrow. "You're chest is so perfect, the way you're moaning, you're just so beautiful my queen...I love you so much." He would moan out. "You're like the perfect meal."

Sometimes Sanji is louder than you, and you have to cover his mouth either with a kiss, your hand or a boob of yours. "Such a naughty boy. What if the crew heard you." You coo softly, teasing him and moving your hips faster making him his hips buckle slightly. "Shh be a good boy and keep your voice down."

Sanji also loves facing riding, imagine sitting on his face. And he doesn't want that bullshit when you hover over his face..no he wants your pussy on his face. Use his face as your chair. You love this position because it gives you so much power, riding his pretty little face. "Touch yourself. You've been good enough." Moaning out, as you move your hips against his face. His tongue licking your sweet juices leaking out. And his hand would immediately make their way to his hard dick and he would be stroking himself. "So good... taste so good."

Hawkins <3

This man tends to keep his sexual needs in check because the captain life is a busy life and he always needs to keep in guard up. But one day you suggested that you wanted to ride him he was stunned and he was lost for words. "You want to ride what?" He struggles slightly. "I want to ride you, I want to ride that cock of yours dear."

And he thought about it, he was going to brush you off and tell you maybe a other time but the way you were looking at him made something stir inside of him and he felt the heat of his face make it's way between his legs. "Very well then. If it means getting you off my back. I'll give in into your lewd request doll." And of course you're happy, I mean who wouldn't want to ride their beautiful boyfriend.

So when it came to the moment between the both of you Hawkins was lost in pleasure. Yes you’ve guys have been intimate before, but he was always in charge. Always taking control of your body. But now that you were on top while his back was against the bed. The way this new position filled you up, he felt even bigger like this. “You feel…so much bigger…like this dear.. I don’t think this is for me..”

Hawkins had to place his hands against your hips, taking his time with you, it took so much willpower to hold himself back from taking you right there. “Doll…” He moans softly. “Take your time…take all the time you need.”

And if you were to whimper in pain or either tear up he would either tell you nothing but pure sweet comments. “You got this doll…it’s okay. Be a good doll for me.” He cooed softly, wiping any tears that you had. For a pirate captain who’s part of the worst generation he sure is a huge sweetheart when it comes to you.

It took time for you to adjust but when you did adjust you were moving your hips against his. Taking in his full length, sliding up and down on his length, Hawkins wouldn’t realize how much he would love this position. The way your mouth hung open as moans slip from your mouth. The way your walls clenched around him. The way your hips moved so prefectly against his. He was in pure bliss. “Mm Captain…” You moan out. “Doll…”

Calling him Captain in the bedroom drives him crazy. Especially if you’re moaning it out. So he would immediately grab your hips and hold you in place and thrust up to his desire pace. “Such a good doll…making her captain feel good. Good Doll. And all mine.”

Hawkins loves watching crumble for him, and even when you’re on top taking control he still has you wrapped around his finger.

Also you tend to moan a little too loud whenever your riding him and he has to find ways to keep you quite. He could either use his hand to cover your mouth or by capturing your lips against his. But if he’s feeling sadistic he would either shove his fingers into your mouth, your underwear or some random voodoo he has laying around. “Shh the crew might hear your naughty sounds.”

He loves hearing you moan because it’s music to his ears. But whenever the crew is near by he doesn’t want anyone finding out what’s going on behind his door. You guys are sharing a deep moment and he doesn’t want anyone bothering him about it later on. But oof if you guys were absolutely alone then moan away, he’ll encourage you to be loud for him.

Whenever he’s reading his tarot cards and you’re feeling needy he’ll make you work for it. “Come here then. But don’t interrupt my reading. If you mange to behave yourself I shall give into your lewd needs again.” He said and gentle pats on his thigh.

You quickly understood his point and immediately sat on his lap. Biting your lip, as he was busy reading his cards he whispered against your ear. “Come on. Start moving Doll. I’m busy so it’s going to be awhile.”

Moving your hips against his thigh, getting that pleasure you’ve been craving for again. Moaning softly, burying your face into his chest. Feeling the fabric of your underwear rub against your sensitive clit. “Mm Captain…need to ride you again. May I?” And of course he’s smirking like a mad man. I mean who wouldn’t. “As you wish my doll.”

(inspired one shot)

[thehappyvet]

Just a reminder if you decide to illegally take a wild animal from the wild for yourself, even if you have the best interests at heart, you could be killing it.

If you feed it the wrong diet you can cause it's bones to break or other diseases associated with mineral imbalances. If you feed it too much you could cause issues associated with obesity including excessive fat stores.

If you aren't a trained wildlife rehabilitator you won't understand the importance of preventing imprinting or humanising. So you'll cuddle it, play with it, and let your pets play with it. So it will think it can only get food from humans, and that humans and domestic pets are part of its family.

If you take it while it's still young it won't learn the necessary foraging and social skills from its parents to survive in the wild. You might joke you don't even need a cage for it, but it isn't able to go anywhere because you've made it dependant on you.

If you aren't a wildlife carer or in the animal health industry you might not realise it's injured and needs treatment. This could lead to broken bones setting in ways that the animal can't perform normal functions and suffering from a life of chronic pain. Or it could lead to it suffering a slow and agonising death.

You might also not be aware that wildlife can contain diseases that can make you sick or even kill you. You could put yourself and your loved ones at risk of serious zoonotic diseases by bringing it home.

And, if you are found to be illegally holding a wild animal without the intention of rehabilitating and releasing it, the authorities are stuck. They can't release the animal because it thinks humans and domestic pets are friends. It can't forage for itself. It can't socialise with its own kind. It could have injuries or diet associated diseases that mean it can't perform normal functions, or is suffering from chronic pain. If they released it, it would die.

Is it fair for that animal that your choices have led to it not being able to experience its life in the wild as it should?

If you take something from the wild and intend to keep it, I hope this makes you think twice.

These kinds of stories are all over social media now, but none of them tell this side. They normalise putting a wild animal though an incredibly stressful experience purely for likes and engagement.

If you want to be a hero, get accredited to be a wildlife rehabilitator. Join an amazing network of compassionate humans just like you who understand that wild things should be wild, and do everything they can to get them back there.

If you find a wild animal and you're not sure what to do, call your local veterinary clinic or wildlife rehabilitation group. Trust that we have the knowledge to make the best choices for that animal. And if you want to make those choices, join us.

[kanyerealdaughter]

— ★ BLLK BOYS KINKS

sexual content , sex toys , cussing , creampie , pet names , praising , breeding , ( bllk boys x fem,reader )

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—✧.* SEX TOYS KINK

he wasn't the biggest fan when you introduced him to sex toys in the bedroom but would be slightly interested but definitely wouldn’t tell you so it was just left inside of your nightstand until one day he surprised you.

he hits the power button, increasing the vibrator's intensity inside on your clit. your eyes roll back, and a loud, high-pitched whine escapes your lips.

he watches your face contort with pleasure as you get closer to the edge. he suddenly pulls the vibrator away, making you whine desperately and try to follow it with your hips. he chuckles, denying you the release you need.

" not yet, baby..."

ׂ╰┈➤ sae , rin , chigiri , nagi , kunigami , kaiser

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—✧.* LINGERIE KINK

he likes too see you in lingerie no fuck that he’s inlove with it and he immediately tears it off you like a happy child on christmas day.

he swallows hard as he sees your glistening folds through the lace of your thong. he hooks his fingers into the sides and slowly pulls them apart, exposing you completely without removing the delicate fabric. " damn, you're trying to kill me, aren't you?"

he inhales deeply, your scent driving him wild. he looks up at you with heated eyes, his face inches from your pussy as he takes in your exposed sex, hardly able to believe how wet you already are. he bites his lower lip, struggling to maintain some semblance of control.

" fuck you're dripping a lot.." he murmurs, unable to tear his gaze away.

ׂ╰┈➤ reo , barou , oliver , bachira , shidou

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—✧.* BREEDING KINK

he's absolutely love nothings more than breeding and stuffing your tight pussy with his milky cum every chance he’ll get guaranteed he will have you walking around with his sperm inside you, leaving you walking away your panties soaked and dripping.

he throws his head back and lets out a deep, guttural groan as he comes undo hard, filling you with his hot, sticky release.

his cock twitches inside your gummy walls, milking him straight clean. his body shakes with the force of his own climax, his hands tightening on your hips. " oh my gosh..."

ׂ╰┈➤ karasu , ness , kaiser , otoya

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—✧.* PRAISING KINK

praise. praise. praise. that’s one thing he would always do when you both were making love. it was always amazing hearing his voice praise you. he would stop praising you when pigs could fly.

he starts to move slowly, his thick cock sliding in and out of your sensitive pussy. he keeps talking, his voice low and praising. " mm you feel so good when clenching around me... it's like you were made for me.” he lets out a guttural moaned.

he leans down, his breath hot on your ear as he continues to thrust into you. " that's it, good girl. taking me so well hmm.?. you’re doing so good for me fuuck-"

ׂ╰┈➤ yukimiya , hiori , isagi , zantetsu

𖣂 KANYEREALDAUGHTER SPEAKS - if i miss anyone lmk.!

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[cafterdark]

There's something about gradual mind breaking that drives me wild.

Imagine this. Your life is shit, you're stuck ina deadend cubical job. 9-5 bullshit galore. One day, you're assigned to train a new coworker. She's pretty, way above your league. And yet she's kind. She compliments you and your skills honed to perfection working these bullshit shifts. But still, she's way prettier than you so you feel awkward even acknowledging them.

The two of you have lunch together. The two of you were talking, and she was still complimenting you for some reason. About how pretty your hair is or how cute your smile looks. You can't even comprehend looking anything but shit. She pouts and fiddles with her phone a bit. Then she asks you to watch a video. Suddenly you're back at work. When did the break end? No matter.

She tells you how pretty your eyes were. You smile because good girls accept compliments and tell her how gorgeous her lips are because good girls are honest. The rest of the day the two of you compliment each other.

It's beenmonth since then and both of you just keep complimenting each other. Sure, your compliments are getting kind of weird. You don't know when you started calling her Mistress as a joke, but it's hard to stop now. But she tells you that it's normal for good girls to call their Mistress Mistress so you keep doing it anyway. Besides, her compliments are getting weirder too. Mistress has made it a habit to pin you to a wall before telling you them. Then she just tells you how submissive and docile you are. She kisses you a lot now. Good girls deserve to be kissed by their Mistress ofc, so you don't complain.

Work itself is harder now. You just can't keep up like you used to. You're just so horny and Mistress doesn't help. You know that good girls are horny messes, but it's so aggravating. The tight clothes that show off so much don't help, but good girls are required to wear them so what can you do? Mistress has to pick up a lot of your slack, but she doesn't seem to mind. And besides good girls let Mistress do the work for them.

Breaks are great. Mistress shows you another video and you feel so good and good girls deserve to feel good. You feel so good that you don't remember what happens during them. You've started finding bruises and bite marks on your skin after them, though you don't know why. You don't care because good girls need to be marked. For the rest of the shift, she keeps touching you and teasing. By the end you can barely stand.

At the clock terminal, Mistress pins you to the wall and makes out with you before leaving. You're frozen by lust for several minutes before stumbling to your car.

Three months in and things are now really weird. You can't tell why anymore. Your head feels like cotton most of the time. You ask Mistress why everything feels so weird, because good girls always ask Mistress for help. She gives you some pets and kisses you, reminding you that dumb puppies don't think. Your boss threatens to fire you because of poor performance, but it's not your fault you're a dumb puppy. Everyone knows that dumb puppies don't work. Dumb puppies are to be submissive and docile. Mistress does most of the work, she's so good at it that she's up for promotion.

Breaks are so fun. Mistress shows you another video. When you wake up, you feel sooooooo good. Like all the energy built up during the morning was just released. Mistress cleans you up and then she starts working again while you heel. Then when you clock out, Mistress attaches a leash to your collar and gives you a walkies home. The walkies home is the best part.

Six months in and life is perfect. You don't work anymore and that's okay. Dumb puppies don't work anyway. You and Mistress live together at her place. You sleep in your cage and if you're a really good puppy, Mistress lets you sleep at the foot of her bed. The best time is when Mistress works. She works at home now. Your job is to be adorable by sleeping in a dog bed under her desk. Well, that and pleasure her, because a dumb puppy's only role is to be her Mistress's fucktoy.

During lunch Mistress fills your bowl with kibble and it tastes amazing. She doesn't show you videos anymore. She says you're perfect now. You don't understand what she means but it doesn't matter. Dumb puppies don't think after all.

After Mistress finishes working, she takes you on walkies and plays with you. It's so fun and nice and amazing. And if you're a really good girl, the best puppy in the whole world, she'll let you sleep in the bed with her. Your life is amazing.

[rafes-slut]

rafe and squirting plsoksolsols

Squirting

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Female!Reader

Warnings: Smut, fingering (f receiving), squirting, overstimulation, dirty talk, praise kink, possessiveness, slight dominance, use of pet names (baby, pretty girl), Rafe being cocky/proud, language, reader is shy and inexperienced, Rafe loves that, slightly toxic undertones, safe word implied but not used.

You weren’t prepared for it.

You didn’t even think your body could do something like that—let alone because of him. And the way Rafe looked at you after it happened? Like he owned you. Like he was the only one who could ever make you fall apart like that.

Because truthfully. He was.

It started innocent enough—if being pinned underneath Rafe Cameron could ever be considered innocent.

You’d been teasing him earlier, curled up next to him in nothing but one of his shirts, legs bare, toes brushing against his calves as you claimed to be "too lazy" to do anything. He didn't believe that for a second—not with the way your thighs kept shifting, rubbing together, your lip caught between your teeth every time his hand landed on your thigh.

"You needy, pretty girl?" he murmured, voice low and rough, lips ghosting over your jaw as he leaned into you. His fingers pushed the hem of the shirt up slowly, grazing your hip like he had all the time in the world.

You swallowed hard, nodding, because lying was useless. Not with the way Rafe could read you like a book—especially when you were practically melting in his hands.

He didn’t waste time, guiding you onto your back, hovering over you with that smug little smirk like he already knew exactly what he was about to do to you. Like he’d already planned to wreck you.

You were already breathless by the time his mouth got on you—his tongue tracing slow, teasing circles that had your back arching off the bed. But it was his fingers that took it to another level.

Thick, long, and skilled as hell, they moved inside you in a rhythm that had your head spinning. He watched you the entire time—blue eyes dark, focused, full of this wild pride like he was watching a masterpiece fall apart right under him.

“That’s it, baby,” he murmured, thumb pressing into your clit in time with the thrusts of his fingers. “So fuckin’ good for me. You feel that? How tight you are around me?”

Your answer was a whimper, breath caught in your throat as your legs trembled, thighs twitching with every motion. You felt like you were right there, like the tension in your core was about to snap—but it didn’t feel like it normally did. It was… more. Intense. Overwhelming.

“Rafe,” you gasped, fingers digging into his forearm as your body jolted with each curl of his fingers. “I—something’s— I don’t—”

His grin turned devilish. “You don’t know, do you?”

You shook your head desperately, overwhelmed and chasing that high, even though it felt too much—like you could barely take it.

Rafe’s lips grazed your ear. “Let go, baby. Trust me.”

And you did. Because it was him. Because the way he touched you, praised you, worshipped every inch of you—it left no room for doubt. Only the fire building in your stomach and the way his voice made your whole body respond.

When it happened, you couldn’t believe it.

Your body snapped, every nerve on fire as the wave crashed through you. But instead of the release you were used to, it was something else—something that left your legs shaking uncontrollably, your mouth open in a silent scream, wetness flooding down your thighs.

“Holy shit,” you gasped, panting, looking down at the sheets now soaked beneath you.

Rafe froze for a second, staring at you like you’d just handed him the fucking world. Then the smirk tugged at his lips, cocky and so proud.

“You squirted, baby.”

Your eyes widened. “I—I didn’t know I could—”

“I did.” His voice was low, dripping with satisfaction as he slowly pulled his fingers out of you, glistening and slick. “Knew I’d get it out of you one day. All me, huh?”

You flushed, chest heaving, still not fully recovered from the high.

He leaned down, pressing a kiss to your temple before letting his hand trail over your shaking thigh, smearing your release along your skin, watching it glisten in the low light. “Look what I did to you,” he murmured, almost to himself, like he couldn’t believe it either. “Fuck, baby, you don’t even know how hot you looked when you let go like that.”

You whimpered, still sensitive, legs trying to close—but Rafe slid between them, keeping you open, needy, even though you were spent.

His fingers ghosted your clit again, and you gasped.

“Rafe—too much, I—”

“You think I’m done?” His grin was pure sin. “Not even close. Now I know you can do that for me? I want it again.”

[corpsedogs]

jason todd x f!reader (based on this ask)

✿ kitty cat fever — jason has a soft spot for kittens

Jason was completely drained after a week-long mission, now all he wanted to do is go home and place you in his arms.

It wasn’t often that he’d take long missions that took a week or so, considering that sometimes he can’t survive 3 days without you, but it wasn’t like he could ignore his duties.

Finally, Jason stood in front of your shared apartment, practically itching to get home and relax. But as he opened the door, he saw a small little kitten mewling in front of him.

He frowns.

“Jason!” you called out with a smile, at least you were here. His expression softens as he sees you and pulls you into a very tight hug.

Jason buried his face in your hair, “I missed you.” is what he always says when he comes home. Jason pressed a kiss in your temple as you rested your head on his shoulder, “I missed you too.” you said, melting in his embrace

As he was about to say more, his tired eyes widened as he saw four scrawny kittens crawling towards you, with its mother watching from the sofa.

He released you from his grasp, staring at the small little devils pawing and meowing “Baby,” he furrows his brows “What is this?” he asked, looking at you.

“My friend is out of town for a month, so she’s looking for a babysitter, aren’t they just adorable?” you smiled, picking one small kitten in your hands as you showed it to him.

The kitten stared at him, in his head he could hear the little thing telling him, ‘I have replaced you, I belong here now.’

Jason didn’t want to deal with this right now.

He lets out a sigh and walks past you “I just want to lie down right now.” he grunts, you shrugged as you crouched down to play with the kits.

“These things are just gonna make a mess.” He complained as he took a seat on the sofa. Jason rubbed his temples, he had been running around the past week and now he has to chase down kittens all over your place? What a warm welcome home.

You caught him brooding in the corner of your eye as you turned your gaze to him, “Oh, come on Jay.” you said “They’re harmless.”

Jason glared at you, that usually worked. But unfortunately this time you were too overwhelmed by the small kittens running around, too busy playing with them that you didn’t notice the glare he was giving you.

He looked at you, Jason was a little disappointed that you didn’t seem to notice and that you were more distracted by the kittens.

If he were to be honest, he was a little jealous. He wanted to spend time with you, he’s been gone for almost a week, but you had your hands full with these kittens.

The mother cat sits right next to him, looking at him as if she understands him.

Jason looked at the cat but he was also too tired to say anything, instead he walked to the bedroom and dropped himself on the bed.

He thought he was at peace till he heard the sound of a cat purring.

What now?

He turned his head and saw the mom on the foot of the bed, looking at him. “What? I don’t have anything for you, go make your little devils stop running wild.” He grumbled as he turned around to cover his head with his arm.

The cat just moved forward and he could feel its presence next to him. He looked up from his arm as he saw it flopped right in front of him, dozing off.

It was tired, just like him.

He took the cat, and brought it closer to him and he placed it on his chest. “You know, we may have a lot of similarities.” He mumbled as he began petting its head, the mom purred and did a soft meow.. which was probably the most girliest meow he has ever heard.

He soon dozed off and fell asleep.

It has been 3 hours since, and Jason has been asleep for a while. He could feel a hand caressing his hair and it felt wonderful. “Did you find someone else to take care of the kittens?” he asked, eyes still closed.

He could hear a small laugh and a smile crept on his face. He then could feel the bed dip beside him as you sat down, he could also feel your hand caressing his cheek as you kissed his temple.

Jason opens his eyes and sees you, “Hello.”

“Hello.” you greeted in return, he hummed in response as he wrapped an arm around your waist.

Jason pulled you down to lay next to him as he kisses your temple, “I missed you.” he repeated. “I missed you too.” you repeated as well, Jason buried his face in your hair once again, taking in your scent.

It felt good just being next to each other.

Meow.

Jason groaned as he slowly sat up. “What now?” he asked, annoyed.

He turned around and looked at the floor. There, looking up at him was one of the kittens. The small little thing was mewling as he moved its two front paws up as an attempt to climb the bed.

You tried to stifle a giggle, the sight of the kitten mewling and Jason glaring at it was just too funny for you. Jason didn’t share the same thought though, he looked at you and sighed, “It’s fine if you find them cute, but I'm starting to get annoyed.”

Jason takes the kitten by the scruff and places it on the bed.

You rested your cheek in your palm, “It likes you.” Jason didn’t reply as he just absentmindedly pets the kitten, the small feline curled up beside him, snuggling next to his side.

“How long are they gonna stay here?” Jason asks.

“A month.”

“…”

You placed a hand on his shoulder, “Come on, my friend needs a vacation and she can’t just leave them alone.” you said, “Plus, they’re cute.” As hard as he tries to ignore it, your puppy eyes were too much.

“As long as they don’t make too much noise, we can tolerate them.”

You smiled, cupping his face and pressing a kiss on his cheek “I love my boyfriend.” Jason rolls his eyes at the way you said it. He can’t help but smile, he knows that you said it just to tease him.

“Yeah, you better.” He replied.

After two weeks since the kittens came, Jason begrudgingly grew accustomed to their presence, although he still complains about them bothering him or getting everywhere.

Despite his constant complaining though, to your delight, Jason would often come back from patrol with new cat toys and treats. He thinks he’s being discreet about it, but you see how soft he is for these little creatures.

Jason sat on the couch, reading a book when a kitten started approaching him. This kitten was particularly the runt in the litter, he’d always get left out by its other siblings and at times he’d get a hissy fit.

This runty little kitten was also Jason’s favorite, he couldn’t help but find it adorable whenever it tried to run towards him but fell flat on its face because of its stubby little legs.

This time was no exception. The runt went up to him, mewling in annoyance and pawed at the edge of couch, trying to climb but it was unable to.

He looked down, seeing the kitten’s feeble attempt to climb. Jason dropped his book on his lap. He reached down and picked the kitten up, placing it on the couch next to him.

Jason hears the door open as he sees you coming inside the door. “I'm home.” you called out. He set his book aside and turned his head to see you, he can’t help but smile a little.

“Hey.” He greeted, he watched as you walk over the couch and dropped next to him. You glanced at the kitten in his lap as you scratched behind its ear, “This one really likes you.”

Jason snorted, “It just likes to bother me.”

He didn’t comment on how he’s grown fond of the runt, or how he often lets it lay in his lap whenever he’s sitting down on the couch. You looked around, “Where are the other kittens?”

Jason scoffs, “God knows where they are.” Jason answered. He looked around their living room, no sign of them. “Probably playing in the kitchen again.” You chuckled, “Those little rascals have been too hyper lately, they need someone to tire them up.”

Jason hummed in agreement. He has been getting tired as well, dealing with these little furballs around the house has been tiring. You leaned against the couch, “I'm tired though.” Jason wrapped his arm around your shoulder, “Try babysitting five cats.”

“You think you can get kids now?” you joked. Jason raised an eyebrow, but as he saw your teasing look he scoffed “Haha, very funny.” he rolled his eyes.

When it was time for the kittens to return home to their owner, Jason was secretly disappointed. He stayed inside the apartment, not wanting to show how much he wanted to keep them. Poor Jason.

He sat on the couch, leaning back with a frown on his face. It was quiet for once and Jason didn’t like it, he misses hearing the sounds of the little kittens running around and pestering him.

“I'm home.” you called out.

Jason’s head snapped up when he heard your voice. He looked over at you, his face still blank as ever. “You’re back.” He said bluntly, “Someones with me too.” you smiled as you showed him his favorite kitten.

As soon as he saw his favorite little runt in your arms, Jason’s eyes widened and he instantly straightened his back. “You brought him back?” he asked, he couldn’t hide the surprise in his voice.

You nodded, “My friend told me we could keep one. So I decided to bring him home.” Jason stared at you, then the kitten, then at you again. He looked so confused but he couldn’t be more happy, despite trying to hide his smile. He held out his hands.

“Give me.” he says. You chuckled and placed the kitten in his hands. Jason immediately held him close, petting his head gently. “I’m surprised you’re not mad.” You said, as you watched him with a smile on your face.

Jason looked up at you, holding the kitten close to his chest. “Why would I be mad? I love this little runt.” he admits. You sat next to him, giving the kitten a pet on its side.

“I know how much you’ve grown fond of them, so I had to get you your favorite.”

He slightly shrugs, “He’s my favorite, yeah.”

“Thank you.”

🐈 reblog or the cat gets crowbarred too

[gremlingottoosilly]

A little cow girl hybrid with her owner farmer König

I raise the stakes!! Konig, who, as part of the contract that revolved around fighting a hybrid trafficking ring that sold demihumans as cattle, was sent to rescue some farm hybrid animals stuck in the breeding pan/inhuman farming conditions...but you, pretty rescued cow hybrid, isn't really good at living on your own after being rescued from a farm. You were either raised here and reached maturity in captivity - or you got captured so long ago, you don't even remember normal, human life. Konig can't just release you in the wild, you don't even have documents!! He knows it's fucked up, having a pretty cow hybrid in his house isn't so much different from the way you were treated at the farm, but...god, he just can't get his hands off you. He has a big property in the mountains so like it or not, you're turning into Austrian highland cow - and you like to roam around in the pasture while he is too busy on the firing range or at the house work. He doesn't really do nay farm work, he doesn't have time between the contracts - but he allows you to make a small garden, taking advice from a demihuman therapist that suggested you need some small activity to keep yourself occupied. Cow hybrids are generally light-headed and silly, so Konig knows he can't force you into doing harsher labor - although sometimes you like to cook and to wake him up with very loud cleaning sessions. But...of course, living with an adult, mature hybrid in your house is a tough challenge if you don't want to fuck said hybrid. Konig wants to fuck you, wanted you since the first time he had to bath you because you don't understand how the shower works and afraid of him just hosing you like people did at the farm - but he always forced himself to stop before he could actually force himself, always too awkward and nervous...even though he is obsessed with you, morals be fucked. And his morals do get fucked when you beg him to milk you. Pretty dumb thing, you don't understand that he won't help you for free - that once he is done drinking all the milk that summed up in your heavy, swollen tits, he will be forcing you on your back and make you moo as he bounces you on his cock. He doesn't enjoy quiet farm life as much as he thought he would, but he surely enjoys spending time with his newest pet...

[gingerrgen]

cyber s*x !

older!Abby x f!reader

tw: AGE GAP. Smut smut everywhere!! pet names. Abby mid 30's. Abby being your dad's best friend

sort of part2 of this, check it out!! 🐞

enjoy naughty creatures 🙊

you're doing a face call with her late at night

"Sooo, I have something in mind" she says which makes you raise your eyebrows in curiosity, "what is it?", she grins at your question, her eyes fixated on you through the screen, you had a feeling of what she may say

"Take off your shirt for me sweetie...nice and slow"

You gulp at her command but she makes your stomach do that thing...you can't resist her

You place your phone somewhere she can see your body without any problems, you take off your shirt revealing that cute lace bra you previously sent her. You can see how she bites her lips as she was devouring you with her gaze. "You look so good like that, so pretty and obedient..." she says with a raspy voice

"Now I want you to take off your pants, let me see what's hiding under there" she says with a slight grin on her face, "you've seen it before" you say in between a small laugh, she laughs softly too, "of course I've seen it.."

Now that your pants are out of sight you feel a little vulnerable, somehow exposed, you look at the phone where she's looking at you, a small blush running through your face

"You look so pretty like that...how nice your skin looks, how badly I want to touch it, how badly I want to be so close to you"

Her words make you feral like a dog in heat, your panties damped just by her words and knowing she's there...watching your barely clothed body

"I want you to lie down and close your eyes for me", you clearly do as she says, "I want you to imagine I'm there with you sweetie...me in your room", your imagination going wild as she speaks, "what am I doing there in your room?" she asks with a smirk "touching my leg" you said in a soft voice

"Imagine my hand travels up to your thigh, rubbing small circles on your inner thighs" that picture of her rubbing your inner thigh makes your breath a little heavier, Abby can notice that through the phone. "What else should I do sweetie?" "My pussy...touch me" is the first thing that comes out of your mouth, the heat and desperation getting to you. Abby smirks widely at your admission "you want me to touch your pretty pussy?" she says with that cocky voice, "yes...yes"

"Fine...but do exactly as I tell you, be a good girl and follow my orders, yeah?" that's her only request and you can't deny "yeah...I'll be a good girl", her smirk widen a little more "good...i want you to put your hand there, just a couple fingers to your pussy, don't start touching yet, leave them there", you do as she says, you want to start rubbing your clit so badly but you promised her. A small whine leave your lips, after a while of teasing your aching cunt she tells you what you wanted to hear the most

"Now I want you to start rubbing...slowly, don't get too excited sweetie, I wanna hear your small whimpers", you bite your lip at she finally gives you permission to touch yourself, your wet pussy was crying for it, you start to rub slowly, making your body jolt by the sensation " I want you to keep rubbing… keep touching yourself, keep going faster for me… I want you to imagine it’s my fingers touching you, just like you wanted"

Fuck...her voice, that needy voice she cannot hide anymore only makes you hornier by the seconds "now put them in...I want to hear how you come"

Her words sending you to heaven, as soon as she says that you place 2 fingers inside you, pumping in and out your wet pussy, the sloppy sounds that are coming out of it are embarrassing but the pleasure is taking over you, you don't even care how you look or what sounds are coming out your cunt, you wanted to release so badly at the sight of Abby

"Yeah just like that baby, I can see you're close..." Jesus Christ her words just added pleasure to the one you're feeling right now "Abby...shit, Abby I'm so close" you manage to say between whines and moans "come for me sweetie, let me hear you" she says with that smirk of hers, her eyes fixated on your erotic face. With her saying that you orgasm in seconds, your fingers covered with your own fluids, heavy breathing all over the room and your tired body in the bed

"You look so good right now, you did well baby" Abby's praising words making you smile softly as you recover from your orgasm, you look back at the camera as you cover your face with your hands in embarrassment, "you're too cute you know that?" Abby says laughing softly, "oh shut up..." you say shyly as if you weren't doing sinful things moments ago

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a/n: I think this is pretty good actually!! I like the idea of phone sex though, mostly with Abby 💦

[dollfacefantasy]

so this isn't just puppy love ♡

puppy hybrid!satoru gojo x fem!bunny hybrid!reader

your owner, suguru, is away for the week, leaving you alone with satoru. you're typically kept separate from the wild puppy hybrid, but now that the two of you are alone, you can play without supervision.

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v, dubcon, forced breeding/creampie, breeding kink, scent kink, hybrids

thank you to @nexysworld and @kaitkatme for beta reading <33

The pads of your fingertips trail down your long floppy ears and massage the hydrating oil into the fluff just the way Suguru always did for you. You watch yourself in the mirror on your vanity, taking care to make sure your movements mimicked his. When you're satisfied with the result, your hands move to fasten the ribbons at the base of your ears.

Even when Suguru wasn't here, you still wanted to look good for him. He was only out of town for the week. You couldn't fall apart in that short of a timespan, no matter how terribly you missed him. You had to prove to him what a good girl you were. And you knew when he came home, he'd be extra inclined to pamper and love on you. He often told you he missed you, his sweet bunny girl, just as much as you missed him while he was away.

You reassured yourself that you could manage the four remaining days without your beloved owner.

That was the last thought you had before you saw him in your mirror trying to creep into your room. His slender fingers had just released the door knob silently as it shut.

"Satoru, what are you doing in here?" you ask and spin around to face him.

His white ears perk up and twitch at the sound of his name, his long tail swishing back and forth out of instinct. He turns around and gives you a sheepish smile; though you know him well enough to know that innocence is feigned.

Satoru was the rowdy pup that accompanied your owner seemingly everywhere he went. If Suguru was walking somewhere, it was almost certain Satoru would be strutting by his side. If he was relaxing on the couch, Satoru was lying next to him with his head in his lap.

You were kept separated from him most of the time, and on the first few occasions you had been together, he made it clear why that was. When your owner initially took you in, he tried introducing you to his puppy hybrid. It was supposed to be good for the both of you, socializing with another of your kind. You could "understand" each other as Suguru had put it. But you didn't understand a thing about him except for that he was the most annoying creature you'd ever come across. 

He was all over you, yipping for your attention the second Suguru scooted you off his lap to sit in front of his first pet. Immediately, he pestered you with an onslaught of questions about who you were, what was your name, where did you come from, and on and on and on. It only took a few minutes before you were trying to climb back into your owner's lap and burrow into his chest, a refuge from the rambunctious canine at his feet.

He was too affectionate as well, slobbering all over you whenever he got the chance. And when he "played," he was far too rough, knocking you around and jabbing sharp teeth into your delicate skin. That was why Suguru kept him out of your room and only allowed the two of you near each other when he could supervise.

This was the first stretch of time where he couldn't monitor you two himself. He was out of town and Satoru couldn't go with him for whatever reason. He had to rely on the strength of the hallway door's lock to keep the house divided into two. That and his friend Kento who stopped by once per day to check on each of you, making sure you didn't need anything and were still safe and sound in your own halves of the house.

Kento also understood the necessity that you have your own space. He understood it to be deeper than Satoru having no tact. Suguru had told him about Satoru's interest in you. The way his eyes locked onto your small, plush form. How he took in lungfuls of your scent whenever he had the chance. The semi-hard tent that formed in his pants when Suguru allowed him the opportunity to play with you. Satoru's rough nature didn't rear its head around you out of pure obliviousness.

It was why Kento was supposed to make sure the door to your part of the house was locked each day when he came over. Today he must have made a mistake, left it unlocked or not seen Satoru slip through before it shut. Either way, he stood before you now, tail wagging back and forth.

"You're not supposed to be in here," you pout.

"It's boring out there. I never get to come in here," he responds and resumes walking into your room, albeit openly this time around.

"Yeah cause you're not supposed to," you repeat. Your eyes watch him with a timid gleam over the irises. Confrontation went against every instinct you possessed, but you did not want him in your room! He was not going to get the chance to mess up your hair or put marks on your flawless face.

He continues around your furniture totally unbothered by your gaze. He glances around inquisitively. He was genuinely curious. He'd only been in here once before with Suguru holding his leash as tight as physically possible.

It seemed very soft. All the colors were light and muted. Every surface, spare the floor, was covered in something fluffy or puffed up. Dainty decor occupied the walls and empty table space. The collection of inanimate objects embodied your presence. Something Satoru didn't feel about his own room on the other side of the house that sat there, sleek and dark. He didn't care though. He didn't sleep in there much anyway. He wound up at the foot of Suguru's bed most nights of the week.

Right now he's on your bed. He slides onto the foamy mattress as if he owns it, stretching out and nuzzling his face against the blankets.

"What are you doing?" you ask, watching him shove his face against your bedding and inhale.

His head shifts so that he can see you. Ghostly locks hang down over his bright blue eyes. "I'm not doing anything. Why can't we just hang out together?" he asks with a pout that mirrored yours, "It's lonely out there. No one to play with."

Your eyes linger on him, unconvinced of his lack of ulterior motives.

"I'll be good," he continues, "You won't even know I'm here."

You continue to stare as though you had a choice in this matter. If he didn't want to leave, there was really nothing you could do about that. He outmatched you in just about every capability; size, strength, speed.

"Ok, I guess. Just don't touch anymore of my stuff," you say and turn back to your previous task.

Your nimble fingers resume tying your ribbons into place. Only a few twists more, and they're done. You smile at your achievement and grab your lotion next. Every night Suguru lotioned your tender skin before you went to bed. As you squirt the cream into your palm, you glance at the reflection of your room's other occupant in the mirror.

He's lazing about on your bed, watching you intently. His eyes are cast down, but you know what has him fixated. Your little round cottontail that puffs out near the waist of your shorts. While he takes you in, you can hear the steady rhythm of his tail thumping on the mattress.

Your palms spread the moisturizer out into circles in preparation to smooth it over your skin. You start with your forearms, massaging the cool substance onto your flesh. As it coats your limb, the smell drifts through the air. It's obvious when it reaches Satoru. His head pops up off the bed, and his brows furrow with confusion.

He rolls off the mattress and clambers over to where you sit. Kneeling next to your elegant chair, he grabs your arm and pulls it to him. He smells your skin and cocks his head before a scowl takes over his features.

"What are you putting that on for?" he asks. He rubs at your arm with his hand as if trying to scrape the lotion off.

"Hey, stop," you say gently and slip your limb from his grasp, "Suguru does this for me all the time. It's just lotion."

"You don't need it," he says. His eyes practically glow when he's this close. They shine with earnest though, so you know he's being genuine and not just making fun of your extensive nighttime routine.

"I like it," you say and shrug.

He shakes his head. His hands drop to your thighs but slide up almost immediately to hold your waist. He brings his head close to your tummy and nuzzles against the cushion of your torso.

"Why would you wanna change how you smell?" he asks.

You tense up a little. He wasn't gentle like this. He never seemed to move at a reasonable pace before. You would've assumed he'd try to lick the lotion off before swatting the bottle off the table. You tentatively pat his head in an attempt to be nice while sitting in his clutches.

"I don't. I just like how it feels," you say.

He hums, and you're not sure if it's with acceptance or disapproval. He pulls you a little closer, causing you to slump in your seat a bit. The mop of white hair floats closer towards your face as his head drifts up your body. You could vaguely smell him, the scent rich and musky. It was just a hint, but it still affected you and sent a little spark of heat through your belly.

Satoru drags his nose up from your tummy to the space between your breasts. He nuzzles into the warmth there, taking deep breaths while rubbing your sides and massaging the lush tissue. His head lingers in that spot and soon his hands slow to a stop. Enough time passes without movement or speaking that it becomes a bit awkward. You nudge at his forehead with the tips of your fingers, but it does little to snap him back to reality. Seconds later, you feel drops of his saliva drip from his mouth onto the top you were wearing.

"Gross, Satoru," you whine and push his head away harder. You go to sit up, but it's like the sudden movement triggers something in him.

He yanks you from the chair and practically tackles you onto the ground, his lanky body crashing to the floor on top of you. You wince from the slam into the unyielding wood planks. He holds you there, not allowing you to push him off. You see him grin before his head ducks down to the crook of your neck.

"Get off of me, Satoru! I don't wanna play," you protest and try to push at his head and shoulders.

He doesn't respond verbally just yet. His nose nuzzles against your silken skin. His body rolls against yours on the ground, and you hear a quiet groan rumble from his chest.

"You smell so good," he mumbles. Then his tongue darts out and laps at your neck a few times.

You whine again, but it's not with total displeasure this time. It felt good feeling him lick over the column over your throat, even better when his lips move with a little more strategy and actually kiss.

You still try to get him off though. "Stopppp, you're getting your spit all over me," you say and tug on his hair.

The move doesn't work as intended though. Instead, he whines and bucks his hips, letting you feel his solid bulge. He grips your hips harder and ruts his pelvis against you. You whimper a little, but the squeaky noises only drive him to grind with more force.

"Cute little bunny," he mumbles against your neck before scraping his teeth over it.

You shudder and squirm below him, trying to wiggle out of his hold. One of his hands lets you go only to slide under your shirt and paw at one of your breasts. His mouth goes to the collar of your top and tugs on it while his fingers massage the plump mound.

"Satoru," you whimper with less conviction.

Unfortunately for you, the expression 'fucking like rabbits' was absolutely true. You could only resist for so long before he reached that innate part of you that had the same urges as him. Every nudge between your thighs from his stiff cock chipped away at your resolve.

His fingers hook beneath the hem of your shirt and push it up over the swell of your chest. Your nipples perk up from the combined sensation of cool air and his warm touch. His mouth slides down to kiss them, lapping over the little buds like he'd done to your pulse point. Your back arches into the attention, and your ears pin back with the realization that this was going to happen and that you kind of wanted it to.

His lips encompass your nipple in a warm, wet embrace. He flicks his tongue at the sensitive peak, drawing mewls from you and making you writhe with desire. His free hand dives down to feel the warmth of your cunt over your bottoms before ripping them off. Even through the barriers of cloth, he could tell your poor little pussy was drooling for him.

The rest of your clothes are gone with urgency. He tears his shirt off and leaves it crumpled on top of your things. He then pushes down the loose sweats that sat on his hips, his swollen, leaky cock springing free. It smacks against your thigh. Little beads of precum land on your skin. He slots himself at your center and puts his face back in your neck.

"Pretty breeding bunny, all for me to play with," he grunts

His feet slip and slide on the polished hardwood floor in a desperate attempt to mount you. Finally, he manages to bully the tip into your tight hole. Letting out a strangled groan, he works more of himself inside you. Your walls spasm and try to accommodate the intrusion.

"Never- ah," he whimpers, "Never had bunny cunt before. So fucking wet and tight."

Your cheeks heat up, and you wrap your arms around him tighter for support. Satoru's shaft wasn't overly thick, but it seemed never ending in length. 

He finally gets it all the way in. He gives both of you a second to breathe, a moment to feel your soft curves flush against his hard body. The warmth of you, the rapid pittering of your heart. Every entrancing part of you.

But it's only a small second. And then he starts moving.

His hips rock against you in needy thrusts. His pelvis slaps the fat of your ass with each movement. He can feel your sticky arousal smearing on his skin, wetting the swath of white hair down there. His fingers dig into your flesh, and he keeps pumping.

Your body bobs with his momentum. His pace doesn't have a defined rhythm to it, but it pleasures you all the same. Each stroke makes your thighs quiver and has you preening for more of his attention.

He pants against your neck, letting soft whines and groans against the safety of your skin. You roll your hips upwards to meet his hips, and that causes something else to break inside him. His hips slam into your particularly hard and nips at your neck, taking a tiny area of your flesh between his teeth.

You whine and push on him. "That hurts, Satoru," you whimper, "If you leave a mark, we're gonna get in trouble."

"You'll be fine," he breathes and lets your neck go. His eyes catch on the pretty markings left on your throat. He laps at them like he'd done earlier, brushing the pain away with the tender swipes of his tongue.

You shake your head, getting a little pouty while he had you all filled up like this. "Sugu's gonna be mad," you huff. Your voice trails off into a whiny moan that makes it hard to take you seriously.

"Don't care," he whimpers, "Need this pussy. He kept it away from me for too long."

Heat rushes through you at the thought of Satoru longing to be inside you, yearning to try out your body and have a taste.

"He can't keep me away if I fill you up with my pups though," he mumbles.

Your eyes widen, but your cunt involuntarily locks around him. You whine and shake your head. "Don't Satoru," you say.

"Mhm, I'm gonna," he pants, "Gonna knock you up and keep you mine."

The thought of being bred made every nerve on your body go haywire, lighting up with desire and all but screaming yes, yes, yes. But it was still Satoru. You didn't wanna carry babies that would come out as wild as him. Your legs squirm and kick lightly.

"Don't wanna," you whine.

"Yeah you do. Pretty bunny like you was made for it. Gonna stuff you nice and full, watch your belly swell with my knot and then my puppies," he says.

It was as if speaking it made the idea real and possible to Satoru. He's fucking you even harder now, humping your cunt like his life depends on it. It felt so good. You couldn't deny that. Made your eyes gloss up and your lips part dumbly. Slowly wiped any worries you had about the situation away.

"You're gonna be the prettiest. The most precious breeding bunny doing what you're supposed to, carrying my pups," he mutters, "Sugu won't mind, baby. He'll see how well you take to being a mama."

His thumb rubs one of your cheeks while his head presses against the other side. He knew both of you were getting close. You were all fucked out and high on the bliss, ready to cum in a few more thrusts. He could hear you mewling next to his ear, little sounds and half-coherent sentences dribbling from your lips.

"Gonna be mad," you babble, "Gonna say I'm a bad girl."

"No, he won't," he coos, "Even if he does, you'll be my good girl. My sweet little bunny to take care of. Mine to keep safe and warm while you grow our pups. Fucking this cute cunt full whenever I want."

Your eyes flutter, your mind going blank for a moment as the idea of what he said takes root. He wanted to do more than breed you. He wanted to keep you. The concept appealed to you in every natural sense. You tried to tell yourself that it was Satoru, he was still the reckless puppy whose tail would whip your thighs so hard they stung. Who'd crush you when he wanted to cuddle with both you and Suguru. But you couldn't bring yourself to care right now. Your body wanted him, wanted his cum fucked deep inside of you.

He feels you tighten up and nuzzles your neck. "Good bunny," he moans, "I'll give you what you need. You just gotta take it like the pretty breeding pet you are."

You're still wrapped around him, but your body goes loose, limp with pleasure and completely at his mercy. He follows through and keeps fucking you until he hits that special spot and rips a release from you. You shiver violently, but he holds you through. Fucks you through it too because his hips never stop.

He whines and grunts as he slides in and out of your gushing pussy. His limbs go taut when he gets close. His movements become more rigid. You feel a wave of electricity ripple through him when he cums.

He pumps his load into you, rope after rope. A few seconds later, his knot swells up inside you. You whine and scramble to grab at him, seeking relief from the stretch.

"You're ok, you can take it. Just a little bit longer," he murmurs and strokes one of your ears.

He awkwardly scoots the two of you over about a foot to the corner of your room that had a plush rug and cushions for you to lounge on while you came down. Once the two of you are situated, he rubs your tummy and noses at the curve of your neck. His knot keeps the two of you connected in the deepest sense.

Your eyes droop a little as sleepiness washes over you in the haze of post-release.

"My bunny. Better than I imagined. So perfect for me," he mutters as he also settles down into drowsiness. As tired as he was though, you could still hear his tail whacking against the pillows while the two of you lay there.

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

October 19 - Aphrodisiac

pairing: dom!WandaNat x sub!Reader

summary: Your girlfriends use you and give you a special treat.

content warnings: drug use (sort of), dildo, restraints, dubious consent

word count: 1.2k+

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comments and reblogs are always appreciated! happy reading ♡

“Hold her mouth open,” a strong, raspy voice sounds out.

You pull at the soft rope around your wrists, wishing that the headboard wasn’t made of metal. You’d really dug yourself in a hole, mouthing off and acting bratty all day. It wasn’t all your fault though, you had a big project due the next day that you’d wanted to complete, and your girlfriends had been… distracting. 

All day.

And you still have some work left to do tomorrow. You pull at the restraints again, feeling a gentle hand cup your cheek. 

“Just open your mouth, darling,” Wanda murmurs, her voice soft. It’s comforting, and you almost obey. Then you remember how mad you are. 

Gritting your teeth, you shake your head, feeling the blindfold slip slightly down your nose. Wanda sighs, her fingers quickly retying the knot and tightening the blindfold. 

“Don’t make this more difficult than it has to be,” comes Natasha’s voice, her hands coming down to wrap around your ankles. She holds them firmly, pressing your limbs against the mattress as Wanda’s hand snakes around to your nose. 

Pinching, Wanda shushes you as she cuts off your air. 

“Hush, darling. Just open that pretty mouth of yours… I have a special surprise for you. You’ll love it, I promise.”

You feel your lungs burn, the need to breathe becoming too strong to resist. Parting your lips, you suck in air, relief flowing through you as you feel Wanda pour liquid into your mouth.

You sputter, Wanda’s hand clamping down over your mouth as she instructs you to swallow. Her voice is melodic and low in your ear, wrapping around your thoughts and soothing your frantic mind. You swallow slowly, the liquid slightly salty and bitter as it slides down your throat. 

It warms you from the inside, settling in your stomach as Wanda removes her hand and takes the blindfold off of you. You can see her eyes gleaming with satisfaction, her fingers twisting the cap back onto a small bottle. 

You feel your mind become fuzzy, your eyes glazing over slightly. Your body feels… warm. And sensitive. So… fucking sensitive. Oh god, you were so needy all of a sudden. You feel the urge to cum, the itch to do whatever it takes to get sweet release. 

“Please…” you moan, and you watch through hazy eyes as Natasha and Wanda share a pleased look. 

“You want this, don’t you,” Natasha croons, her eyes sharp as she takes in your flushed face. She feels your muscles relaxing, your body pliant beneath her touch. Her hands softly slide up your thighs, a quiet moan escaping from your lips at the action. 

“So responsive,” Wanda murmurs, her lips brushing against your ear and trailing down your neck. You squirm at the sensation, your body heating up. Her hands squeeze your chest, her touch gentle and painful at the same time. 

Arching your back, you thrust your chest further into Wanda’s hands, a pathetic moan sounding out. Natasha chuckles, grabbing a dildo from the nightstand and pressing it against your dripping hole. 

“Beg.”

You begin to plead, your words slurred slightly. “Fuck me… please I need it. I wanna… wanna be filled up. Please just make me feel good,” you beg, your voice taking on a desperate edge. 

Wanda sticks her fingers in your mouth, and you smile as you begin to suck. God, there’s nothing you would rather be doing right now. The weight of her fingers against your tongue causes more heat to wrap around your core, your arousal slick as it drips down your inner thighs while you suck Wanda’s fingers with lewd noises.  

“Good job, pet,” Natasha says, pressing the toy slightly inside you. The pressure drives you wild, your hips attempting to buck up, her fingers digging into your skin to stop the movement. 

“Fuck her,” Wanda commands, her eyes locked on you. She can see the desperate flush spreading from your cheeks and down your chest, your nipples straining with need. “Don’t go easy, Natasha.”

With a smirk, your girlfriend obeys, slamming the toy deep inside you in a single thrust. She doesn’t give you any time to adjust, your walls squeezing in pleasure as she drags the toy out and roughly pushes it back inside you. 

Pain and pleasure bloom, overtaking your senses as you feel your arousal leaking out with each harsh thrust of the dildo. Wanda leans down, attaching her lips to one of your straining nipples, sucking as you moan at the stimulation. 

It quickly becomes overwhelming, and you beg as you strain against your restraints. 

“Please, oh fuck… please let me cum. I need to cum, please I’ll do anything I just… fuck me… harder please. Let me cum. I’m begging…” you plead, your voice breathy and high. You’re aware that you’re seconds away from whimpering, but you don’t particularly care. 

“Listen to that, Wanda,” Natasha says, her voice sounding amused. “The toy wants to cum… should we allow it?”

You feel Wanda’s moan as she lets your nipple go with an audible pop. You plead at her with your eyes, feeling your orgasm approaching as Natasha roughly fucks you with the dildo. 

Fuck, you’ve never felt this desperate before. This… brainless and horny. The only thing you want is to cum, to feel pleasure. You would be embarrassed, but the only thing you can think about is how close your release is. 

“Let her cum, Wanda says, and you sigh in relief. “But, don’t stop afterward.”

Your eyes widen as Natasha laughs, the sound low and dark. Fuck, was she really going to…

Natasha angles the dildo to hit that sensitive spot inside you perfectly, your orgasm rising quickly. Your breaths come in short gasps, your chest heaving as Wanda leans down as presses her lips against yours, her fingers circling your clit quickly. 

It doesn’t take long for your orgasm to hit. Pleasure cascades through you, your muscles clenching as you moan. It’s overwhelming in the best way, your body craving more even as your orgasm fades. You can feel yourself still wanting more, your body buzzing with arousal. 

Natasha notices, her eyes widening in delight. “Look Wanda, our pet wants more… how about you go get the vibrator. I want to see how many times they can cum in one night.”

You feel your mind fade into the fuzzy headspace you love, barely registering the way Wanda moves away from you. The only thing you notice is the incessant pleasure from her vibrator as she holds it against you. Natasha is still fucking you deeply with the dildo, her pace only increasing as you cum over and over again. 

And yet… your body craves more. 

“We should get more aphrodisiacs,” Wanda murmurs, her voice low as she gently kisses Natasha. “I think our little toy loves feeling like this.”

You nod quickly, the words registering in your brain as you cum again. 

Truly, it was perfect. You loved feeling like a toy, used for your girlfriends’ pleasure as your brain turned off. You loved being used, your body constantly craving more. If you could stay like this forever, you would be happy. 

Natasha slams the toy into you, the movement sharp and rough. “I think that's a wonderful idea, sweetheart.” 

Two pairs of green eyes peer down at your used, tired, needy body. Wanda and Natasha smile at you, their eyes dark as they watch you fall over the edge again. “Our toy is absolutely perfect like this.”

[mdsbabygirl]

“IF HE CHEATING I'M DOING HIM WORSE”

🌶️SMUT⚠️MDNI🔞

Pairing: Sanzu Haruchiyo x  fem!reader x Haitani brothers

Synopsis: when your bf sanzu Haruchiyo cheats on you w another bitch, you decide to get back at him by fucking his co-mobsters.. cuz you don't care, he did it first...

Wc: 3,5k

Cw: cheater¡Bonten!Sanzu, cheater!reader, Bonten!Ran, Bonten!Rindou, sanzu was your bf, Sanzu is a bitch NGL, reader is a bit bitchy and vengeful, the bros are overly flirty perverted assholes, vulgar language, heavy smut, threesome, double penetration, nipple play, clit play, BJs, sex tape, a bit of exhibitionism, facials, creampie, slight degradation (slut, whore), uses of pet names(doll, princess..), etc.

Lil note: so sorry for the sanzu stans, I luv my Haru as much as y'all do but I had to .. I HAD TO MAKE HIM A BITCH LOL

"Oh fuck you're so tight -" he moaned In the dead of night, as he thrusted inside you with a fierce, wild passion. The room was engulfed in lust-filled darkness, the only light coming from the flickering streetlights outside.

"Mm, more, Haru... Don't stop," you moaned, as his relentless pursuit of his own high carried both of you towards your imminent climax. His face was a picture of pure desire, his  eyebrows scrunched and mouth open agape as he gasped for air. His strong, muscular arms wrapped around you, pulling you close as he continued to pound into you with an insatiable hunger.

But as he chased his high, something inside you started to feel off. Your pleasure, once all-consuming, now seemed distant and muted, leaving you wanting, unsatisfied, even a bit drained.

A bead of sweat dripped down Haruchiyo's temple as he grunted, a deep groan rumbling in his chest. The intensity of his thrusts was growing, and in a flash, he came inside you. Wave after wave of hot, sticky release coated the insides of your cunt, and you could only watch, a mixture of pleasure and unease curling in the pit of your stomach.

Moments later, you followed, your orgasm finally reaching the surface. But instead of the heady, satisfying bliss you'd grown accustomed to, the climax felt like a hollow echo.

As you came down from your high, you couldn't help but question the change in your passion. You'd been together for months, but tonight, the fire in you seemed to have dimmed.

He slowly pulled out, letting his tired body fall beside you, his chest heaving up and down with each breath he was taking. He didn't even look at you, he just turned to his side and quickly fell asleep..

That was surely weird asf.. he'd usually snuggle against you, cuddle you and tell you how amazing you were and how happy you make him feel.. but lately, he's been cold and distant, not giving you the attention you craved for, and today you felt overjoyed when he initiated intimacy for the first time in weeks..

You were euphoric when he asked you to ‘make love’ to him..  all those gut wrenching scenarios of him not loving you anymore or even cheating on you fading away in mere seconds. But.. let's be honest.. it didn't feel that good, maybe it's because you forgot how it felt or maybe he was tired and thus this wasn't his best performance or maybe... You fell out of love?

You sighed, pushing away those taunting thoughts and deciding to go to sleep. You'll confront him tomorrow about this, now you're both—he was— way too tired to talk this out.

Beep.. you heard a notification. You opened your eyes wondering who could be messaging you at this time of night . But it wasn't your phone, it was Sanzu's.. assuming it was his fellow gang members, you didn't want to invade his privacy so u just went back to sleep..

Beep..beep.. beep beep beep

Ok now you were really starting to get irritated. Not only was your bf's performance awful, but you also couldn't sleep cuz his phone was beeping like crazy.. "wtf could these fuckers want?" You mumbled softly, as you reached for Sanzu's phone and opened to see the messages.

Sanzu I miss you already

Can't wait to have you back in my bed

I'm so needy for you daddy

Sanzu I'm touching myself thinking ab you

Your jaw dropped as you read those messages. Who was the bitch who sent them? And why was she texting YOUR BF in the dead of night? You were FUMING with rage  already, the last straw  being a nude Pic of some girl fingering herself.

So.. it was all a lie.. all those times Sanzu told you he loved you and cared for you.. it was all an illusion. All the times he'd ignore your calls, refuse to hang out with you under the pretext of being  too tired or having plans w the gang, he was out there doing some other bitch..

Saying you felt betrayed and angry was an understatement.. the world shattered around you as a sense of betrayal consumed you in a heartbeat. The surging rage inside you, made you think about how to actually murder your cheating bf and how to get away with it .. but let's be honest, you'd face serious consequences if you did that, so instead you'll just stick to revenge.. cuz Vendetta sounds hotter than murder.

You scowled, looking at his sleeping form, disgusted by his audacity of fucking you after sticking his dick in some stupid cheap whore he probably found in their clubs .. THE CLUB! THAT'S HOW YOU WERE GOING TO GET REVENGE ON HIM!! You're going to dress real slutty, go to the club and.. FUCK THE TWO PERSONS HE COULDN'T STAND THE MOST.. THE HAITANI BROTHERS... that's your revenge plan.

You quickly went to get ready, careful not to wake him up. You did your hair, put on your fav makeup, and wore the sluttiest most gorgeous dress you owned, then headed out of your shared apartment and took a cab for the club.

On your way there you texted Ran, asking if he was there with his brother to which he affirmed.. he still asked you why were you looking for them out of the blue, but u dismissed everything saying you just wanted to catch up.. pfft, nah u just wanted to fuck them, but u liked being mysterious.

Once you arrived there, you saw Ran waiting for you in front of the entrance, smoking a cigarette. His lips curled in his usual cocky grin when he saw you, taking one last drag out of his cigarettes before throwing it down, stepping on it and blowing out the smoke. "Long time no see y/n! Where's your asshole bf?" He chucked as he greeted you, his greedy eyes scanning you up and down before quickly fixating on your plump tits.

"Yeah it's been a while..and about him ..." You responded in a sultry, intoxicating voice, but as you were about to finish, Rindou suddenly joined you. "Ran, where tf did you go? Oh, hi y/n!" The younger one said annoyed at his brother before turning to greet you.

"Oh yk, I just got out to smoke this cig .. and talk to this pretty lady right here!" He said smugly, gesturing to you as he looked you flirtatiously, his cocky smirk never fading from his face.

Meanwhile, his younger brother was unimpressed with his brother's flirting methods. He just rolled his eyes, before smacking his arm, reminding him you were taken, "dumbass she's dating Sanzu. I don't think you need anymore trouble with that mf" he spoke in a bored tone.

"As if I was afraid o-" "we're not together anymore!" You cut Ran off, dropping this bombshell on them so nonchalantly. The way you sounded so cocky, almost proud of yourself made the two turn their head at you, their eyes wide open as they tried to process what they've just heard..

"Really? You guys aren't together anymore?" Rindou asked, "why?" Ran added.. you just chuckled in a slutty way, making your way in the club, your hips swaying so gracefully with each of your steps before you turned your head to face them, bending over ever so slightly just to let them get a glimpse of your red laced thong.. "get in! I'll let y'all know everything after you'll serve me the best tequila you have here!" You giggled before entering the VIP section..

A few drinks in, you started telling them ab this whole mess of a situation, all giggly and cunty as the alcohol started to get the best of you. "And that's how I found out my asshole bf is a cheater! Hahaha" you laughed as you sipped your now fourth shot of tequila.

The brothers were sitting on either of your sides, both chuckling with you, feeling amused by your story, and the way you were shitting on Sanzu.. it was hilarious for them. but honestly, your words weren't the only captivating thing ab you that night. That form-fitting tube dress really did accentuate your curves magnificently, showcasing your perfectly rounded hips and supple, full buttocks while enhancing your breasts.

You could already see the tent in their pants, their hard ons feeling so constricted from the tight fabric. You smirked, knowing damn well you were on the right path. "whatcha' looking at down there?" You heard Rindou say, his suave voice pulling you out of your thoughts. "oh, a lot of things.." you spoke seductively, your sultry voice drawing them in with a siren's allure.

Ran chuckled at your response, his hand coming to rest on your thigh, squeezing the soft flesh before turning his gaze to you, "yk.. if we were your bfs, we wouldn't have done such thing to you!" He spoke, his voice so husky and hot that it send tingles of excitement down to your little clit .. he smirked devilishly to Rindou, who wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you closer to him, and whispering lowly into your ear, "oh no no no .. we'd treat you like the princess you are!" "Or like the slut you wanna be!" Ran added, his breath feeling hot against your skin, as he too whispered in your ear, making the little hairs on the back of your neck stand and your mind wander.

***TIME SKIP***

As you lay on the bed, your heart racing with  anticipation, Ran positioned himself beside your head, while Rindou knelt between your trembling thighs. With a wicked glint in his eyes, Ran shoved his rock-hard cock past your lips, the warm, wet heat of your mouth enveloping his throbbing length.

Simultaneously, Rindou's skilled tongue began its work, plunging into your slick, wet folds, swirling and lapping at your clit. The dual assault on your senses was enough to make you gag on Ran's cock, the overwhelming sensations of his girth combined with Rindou's relentless tongue driving you to the edge of blissful, mind-numbing ecstasy.

Ran's cocky demeanor, only served to heighten your arousal. He gripped the back of your head, thrusting his manhood further down your throat as he growled in satisfaction. "Mhmm.. fuck your throat's amazing ahh"

Rindou, on the other hand, watched you with predatory hunger as he feasted on your wet, aching flesh. "Your pussy is fucking wet, haha. Thinking I've just gotten started" he chuckled smugly.

His fingers splayed on the soft curves of your ass, as his digits sensually massaged your backdoor hole, rubbing in all that slick to make it extra slippery.

Your body shook with each of Ran's powerful thrusts, a guttural moan escaping his lips, as your throat clenched around his hard dick. "Fuck doll, your so goddamn tight shit ..." He grunted through gritted teeth.

Your back arched involuntarily as Rindou's finger delved into your anus, the pressure and sensation sending electric sparks of pleasure coursing through your entire body. Your breath hitched as his skilled fingers teased your sensitive rosette, while Ran's thrusts grew more intense, each one a testament to the animalistic hunger that raged within him.

Sweat dripped down your temples as your mind whirred, your body on the precipice of shattering under the unrelenting, merciless onslaught of pleasure.

Rindou's fingering was enough to push you over the edge, a deafening, orgasmic cry escaping your lips as your core clenched and released in a mind-shattering climax. "Fucking cum in my mouth princess!" His moan muffled by his continuous lapping at your folds, trying to drink up all your sweet juices oozing outra your Cunt.

Ran chuckled at your reaction, withdrawing from your mouth, a  smirk playing on his lips. Rindou, having claimed his own satisfaction, pulled his fingers from your quivering ass and leaned in to kiss your swollen, slick lips. "You're in for a long night!" Rindou said, his voice tinged with malice, "we're not done with you yet little whore" added Ran in a smug tone, lowering his head to press his lips on yours, capturing them in a hungry fiery kiss that reflected his lustful need for your body..

"Flip her over Rindou, I need to fuck her!" He turned to his brother, both of them smirking, knowing they'll ruin you for good tonight.

An idea suddenly came to the younger one's mind, a wicked grin appearing in his face. His older brother caught onto his expression.. "Aniki.. what if we film this.. yk to remember this moment!" He spoke, his gaze fixed upon you as you lay, exhausted and spent, upon the bed. Ran chuckled, very much enjoying his idea. "And that's why you're the best lil bro!" He patted his shoulder.

With the phones set up to capture every detail of your sinful desires, Ran and Rindou wasted no time in maneuvering you into position. Gently, but with urgency, they flipped you onto your hands and knees, your ass presented and your head dangling down.

Rindou, the more muscular of the two, positioned himself behind you, his strong arms wrapping around your chest as he lined up his cock with your tight entrance. As he began to thrust into you from behind, you could feel the thickness of his girth stretching you wide, the sensation of his well-defined pecs and sculpted arms brushing against your back with each powerful thrust.

Meanwhile, Ran, the lanky one, took up position between your legs, his cock already coated in your saliva, ready to invade your dripping cunt. He teased your quivering clit and swollen, his fingertips dancing around it as his shaft rubbed against your swollen labia, eliciting breathless gasps from you.

Once he had your cunt dripping wet, he slid inside, burying his rock-hard length to the hilt, your inner walls clenching around his girth like a velvet vice. "Oh shit, that feels goddamn good" he groaned, his gaze lowering to where you were greedily sucking him in.

The twin sensations of their cocks, one thick and veiny, the other long and lean, filled you, stretching you beyond your wildest dreams, leaving you to moan and squirm beneath their masterful touch.

Both men took turns on you, their skilled hands roamed your body, pinching, pulling and massaging your erect nipples into throbbing peaks. Rindou would tug at one while Ran sucked the other, the erotic mix of sensations sending shivers down your spine. You arched your back in response, begging for more, their cocks filling you with an intensity you never knew existed.

Ran's tempo grew faster and his cock dug deeper into your cunt with each thrust. In contrast, Rindou's slow, deliberate strokes from behind created a perfect rhythm, your cunt and ass being filled with a perfect balance of control and fervor.

Their animalistic grunts and your increasingly frantic whimpers filled the room, the sound of their flesh smacking against yours a sensual chorus. Your body, pushed to the very edge, was at their mercy, your mind drowning in pleasure as you teetered on the precipice of orgasm.

The pressure was unbearable, and you knew that release was imminent. As Rindou's powerful hands clamped onto your hips, pulling you back onto his thick cock with an unrestrained ferocity, Ran bit down on your neck, hard, leaving a stinging hickey.

It was then that the crescendo hit you like a freight train. "ungghhh.. ungghhh.. r-rindouuu.. Raaaan.. ahhh fuck it's too much I'm cumming!" You cried out, your body convulsing in the most intense orgasm you'd ever experienced, your pussy milking Ran's cock, and your ass clenching around Rindou's as they continued to fuck you relentlessly.

"Fuck I'm close.. ahh fuck" Rindou grunted, his grip on your waist tightening to the point of bruising you. Ran grinned, his thrown back head coming down to look at your disheveled state, hair and makeup all messed up, drool dripping out of your gaping mouth, skin full of bruises, bite marks and hickeys. "Yeah.. Ig I'm close too" he replied lowly, smirking, as he panted ... He was getting closer and closer by the second.

"Hey Rin" he called out, "wanna cum on her face?" He suggested, his voice thick with malice. Rindou was fond of the idea, nodding as they both pulled out of your abused, fluttering holes... They'll be filled up on another occasion.

They quickly flipped you over, your fucked out face making them laugh at your messed up and untidy state.. "I bet Sanzu never made her feel this good!" Ran said, his low chuckles echoing through the room. "Maybe we'll show him what real fucking looks like!" Rindou added, a sly smirk painting his face.. they both laughed, before they grabbed their phones, pointing it at your pretty face, as they stroked their throbbing cocks.

As you lay there, your body still quivering from the explosive orgasm that washed over you, your mind was hazy and euphoric. Yet, even in this blissful state, your dedication to them was unwavering, so you presented your eager face to them.

Hasty to repay their efforts, you took their cocks into your mouth, your tongue swirling around their throbbing head, your skilled hands working their shafts in perfect sync. As they grunted and moaned, the tension between you grew, their arousal and your attentiveness driving them closer to the edge. "Damn doll, didn't know you could be such a slut!" Rindou moaned as he felt himself very close.

Just as you felt their balls tighten, their throbbing cocks swelling with impending release, Ran decided to facetime Sanzu, he wanted to show him what he got for cheating on such a beauty like you. The pinquette picked up the phone, looking rather pissed at seeing his face. "Tf you want Haitani?" He grumbled.. "oh me? Nothing.. but your girl might want something from me and my brother!" He giggled devilishly before he turned the camera, showing how eagerly you sucked their dicks, begging them to cum on your face. To say that Sanzu's face went pale is an understatement, and before he could cuss you all out, Rindou grabbed the phone and said "fuck you asshole, your gf likes our cocks better" Before they both hung up on him, throwing the phone across the room and getting their whole attention back on fucking your mouth.

"Fucking asshole, he'll definitely come here to kick our asses!"

"As if I cared!" Rindou continued, before he started slamming his hips harder in your mouth, your tight orifice struggling to take them both at the same time.

Your tongue danced along the veiny underside of his throbbing shaft, while your right hand pumped Ran's length with feverish fervor. The sight of their cocks, slick with your saliva, coated in your eager attentions, had their eyes glazing over with lust.

Their hips bucked forward, the urge to spill their seed onto your beautiful face growing more insistent. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna drop a fat load" With a guttural moan, Rindou's release exploded forth, his hot, sticky cum splattering against your forehead, cheeks, and chin, coating you in his essence.

"I'm gonna glaze your face with my cum baby" Ran moaned loudly, before following suit, as his own release pulsed from the tip of his cock, joining Rindou's in decorating your lovely face. The brothers, satiated and breathless, watched as you lapped up the remnants, leaving your face glistening with their combined seed.

"Damn... Sanzu doesn't know what he fucking Lost!" Ran breathed out exhaustedly before collapsing next to you, followed by Rindou. They both wrapped their arms around your figure, pulling you closer to their sticky bodies as they pulled the covers over you all, and succumbed to deep sleep.

The next morning, you were woken up by loud shouting and shattering noses. Curious, you quickly put on a shirt you randomly found on the ground, and went to see what all the fuss was about.

As you stormed into the living room, you were immediately confronted with the sight of a furious Sanzu, locked in heated combat with the two brothers. They bickered and cursed, the room flooding with a palpable tension.

You stood resolutely between the three men, hands on your hips as you glared at Sanzu. "What the hell are you doing here, you asshole?!" you roared. "What the fuck are you doing here?!" you repeated, fuming. "What were you thinking when you fucked these two, piece of shit excuses for men? Do you not know they don't give a single damn about you?!"

Sanzu tried to interject, but your lightning-fast hand found his cheek, delivering a sharp, stinging slap. "Care about me? You think I don't know you've been getting your rocks off with some random slut behind my back? Spare me the 'it was a mistake' bullshit, because we're done." You spoke in clipped, angry syllables, your gaze unwavering.

The brothers behind you failed miserably in their attempts to suppress their laughter, their uncontrolled giggles an insult to the severity of the situation. As you stood there, glaring at your ex, you couldn't help but feel a wave of exasperation: men were indeed a ridiculous bunch.

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[sugarfairyteez]

This or That?: BJ or HJ?

Pairing: Ateez x Reader

Warning: Involves mature content containing vulgar activities and language. Minors do NOT interact.

Includes:

Blow Job and Hand Job + Pet Names

Disclaimer: These are my opinions/imagination used here. Do not bash or advise me how it should’ve been wrote according to your standard. Respect my opinions and creations how they are written.

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HongJoong:

Blow Job

• He can never resist when you’re using your pretty mouth to pleasure him

• Intently watches

•Hypnotized by how his cock slides past your lips— it drives him absolutely insane

• Resists buckling his hips up in your mouth too much

• Praises in the softest tone ever— Dirty talks in the deepest, raspiest tone

• Growls when he close to releasing

• “Promise you’ll swallow it all for me doll?”

Seonghwa:

Hand Job

• Ravishes the feeling of your hand wrapped around his cock— it’s irresistible

• Sometimes will rut his hips in a way that makes his face scrunch in pleasure

• Loves it when you go at a steadier pace— he saviors every moment

• Will wrap his larger hand around yours to help guide you if you’re feeling lost

• Praises the living life out of you

• Goes absolutely ballistic watching his cum ooze over your hand

• “ Your hand looks so pretty glistening with my cum sweet angel~”

Yunho:

Hand Job (Preferably)

• Not too picky yet cannot resist the view of your tiny hand working on his huge girth

• Loses his composure every time you swipe your thumb over his fat leaking tip

• A sucker when you use both hands

• Mentions how tiny your hands looks wrapped around his cock

• Wouldn’t mind if you incorporated a little mouth action

• Compliments + Dirty Talk

• “Your hands look tiny wrapped around my cock Princess…How adorable~”

Yeosang:

Hand Job

• Flat out loves it when you give him a hand job

• Becomes easily flustered watching you take him with your hands

• Not too shy to dirty talk— hence, it makes you become the flustered one

• Soft curses with his deep voice

• Will rut his hips in your hands because he likes “fucking your hands”

• Whines slightly when he’s about to release

• “You love it when I move my cock in your hands, don’t you?”

San:

Blow Job

• Intense Blow Jobs for Choi San

• Intently watches you swallow his cock— he’s so engraved, he barely blinks

• Mutters swear words along with your name

• His composure will leave his body the moment he feels himself slipping down your throat

• Praises in one breath— Degrades in the next

• He will fuck your mouth in a slowed fashion to watch every inch of him slip in and out

• “Swallowing me whole like the good slut you are, aren’t you kitten?”

Mingi:

Blow Job + Hand Job

• Song Mingi simply cannot resist the combo

• Sanity leaves the moment your mouth joins to accompanied your hands (vice versa)

• Goes wild when he hears you moan around him— the vibrations make his head spin

• Will dirty talk your ears off

• The deepest sigh will come from him when he’s about to release

• Gives clear instructions on where he wants his cum to be

• “Gonna cum in your pretty little mouth this time. Understand?”

Wooyoung:

Hand Job (Plus Slight Blow Job)

• Similar to Yunho, he does not mind either one— yet, your hand jobs are truly special

• Giving his cock an occasional slight squeeze will make him growl

• Occasionally glance at you to capture your eyes focused on pleasuring his cock— adorable

• Will tell you to pick up the pace if that’s what he wants from you

• Throws his head back and rolls his eyes when he’s about to release

• Very bold to tell you if he wants you to finish him in your mouth

• “Need your mouth doll face. Wanna cum in it”

Jongho:

Blow Job or Hand Job

• Doesn’t have a picky bone in his body— he’ll take what you give him

• Intensely watches everything you’re doing

• Hand Jobs + occasional licks on his sensitive tip makes his eyes roll in the back of his skull

• Refrains not to wedge his dick down your throat every single time you decide to use your mouth

• Allows you to take control despite how shy you can be sometimes

• His voice gets softer when he’s about to cum

• “Just like this baby. That’s going to make me cum very soon~”

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