#Dubcon

[mychlapci]

Been watching RID 2015 lately and I think I’ve taken a bit of a liking to Grimbee… Honestly I think Bee should be bred stupid on that dinobot’s huge spike, and just be pumped full of Grimlock’s little dino babies. Grim would definitely be the perfect stud with how big he is, and I’m sure he probably produces a lot of healthy, very fertile transfluid that could probably get a bot knocked up every time he fucks someone, so he’d probably have to abstain from interface for a long time knowing that. But with all that pent up sexual frustration he just couldn’t take it anymore and has to let it out, so he goes for the first bot he thinks of which just so happens to be Bumblebee who absolutely ends up sparked by the end of it ~

YES i love grimbee i wish they fucked in the show for real like i'm not even fucking joking. Grimlock should've pumped him full of his cum by episode 5.

[illmasc]

imagine this but knight kink. getting kicked down after a misstep in a duel with a rival. your heart is racing, adrenaline pumping as they approach you ominously, and you try to pick yourself back up. a boot lands on your chest, pinning you. but your rival throws their sword aside, and just starts removing your armor. pushing up your chain mail to reveal your happy trail to the cold air, slipping a hand down inside to fondle your cunt.

they’ll smirk, and pull it out to lick their fingers.

��already wet, just from fighting me, huh?”

the real battle has begun, and you’re already at a disadvantage. there’s no way you’re walking out of here impregnated with your rival’s bastard—not if you can help it. your body may be siding with them, but you still have a little fight left.

the glint in your rival’s eye seems to expect that and beg for it.

maybe you can still turn the tables.

need someone to challenge me to a "winner gets the loser pregnant" type of sword duel

[kabr0ztrousers]

Kabr0z Writes Episode 8: Concerning Portals

Here's the list of stories! There's lots!

CWs: noncon; dubcon; public exposure; implied interspecies; creampie; implied cumwalk; portal panties; portal sex; more fem!reader having a very bad time

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You weren't sure where the package came from. It arrived at your door, no signature, no courier. Just a knock and a parcel on the floor, addressed to you.

Curiosity got the better of you, you opened it and revealed a set of lingerie. You shrugged and put it on. Whoever bought it for you knew you intimately, it was the best fitting set of underwear you owned, not to mention the most comfortable.

You got into the habit of wearing them. Whenever you were doing something important or just felt like you didn't want your pants to bother you.

So it could have been worse, if you're honest.

You were just going to the shops, get some veg for dinner, maybe some eggs, and come home. You dread to think how it would've ended had you been at work.

You were on the bus into town when it started. All of a sudden you felt a strange warmth between your legs. You didn't think anything of it, until you realised it wasn't just warm, you could sworn someone was breathing on your pussy.

You closed your legs tighter, hoping to stop the sensations.

Then you felt it. Something just licked you, despite your closed legs. Long and slow, starting from your asshole and going all the way to your clit. You shuddered with the feel of the tongue gliding over you.

A finger was next, gently tracing your lips. You crossed your legs, not wanting to help whatever was happening, but the fingers weren't dissuaded. The first one crept inside you. You could feel it probing you, feeling your warmth and slowly moving inside. It curled up and pushed against your g-spot. You nearly gasped, setting your jaw to avoid the attention of the people around you, but you could still feel your breath catch and quicken.

Another finger joined the first, rubbing your spot and making it harder to keep control. You could feel yourself getting red and you were starting to make noises. Small ones now, but you could feel your release building in you. Another finger entered, then another, stretching you.

Then the rest of the hand. You couldn't hold back this gasp. The sharp intake of air turned heads, and a man in the row in front looked at you quizzically.

You looked away, hoping he wouldn't figure out what was happening, but you could feel the fist pushing deeper into you.

As quickly as it went in, it pulled out. You felt suddenly empty as your pussy was suddenly open, with nothing inside.

Then something took its place. Long and thick, but flatter on top. You'd cared for enough horses as a teen to guess the shape, similar to the shape you'd seen dangling from the underside of the prize stallion. It must be some sort of dildo, though you're still not sure how this is happening.

The shape rested in you for a second, then rammed forwards. The sudden length and the sheer force of it drove your breath out of you in a yelp.

It didn't stop.

The flared *thing* inside you was pushing forward again, slamming against your cervix again and again, each time making you yip and yelp.

Now the whole bus was watching you. You couldn't help the noises you were making, or how each thrust made you jump up. You couldn't help sweating so hard. You couldn't help it when you cried out your orgasm right as the thick rod inside you started pumping hot fluids past your bruised and battered cervix into your womb. You could smell cum as it leaked out of the you. You knew the people watching could too.

It pulled out, you were empty again. The strange heat faded from your underwear and you were left sat in a growing wet patch as the cum came oozing out of you and through your jeans.

The bus stopped. You wasted no time getting up, disregarding the strands of sticky slime that pulled away as you did, and ran off the bus before anyone could say anything.

You're miles away from home here, and the bus only goes one way on this stretch.

Legs shaking and bowed, you haven't got any choice but to walk the rest of the way.

You set off, each movement allowing more of the stinking seed to flow out of you, further soaking through the seat of your jeans and down your legs.

You managed to make it about a hundred yards. You felt that heat again.

This is going to be a long walk

[dynamightsgf]

step brother!tomura x fem!reader

warnings: shigaraki tomura is a major creep, masturbation, dubcon elements, slut shaming, stalking (?)

step brother!tomura who absolute hated your parents’ marriage. since the first time that they brought you two to dinner, he was sure your mother was just another gold digger. her spoiled bratty daughter gave it away. dressed in some flashy designer dress and make up—god, just look at you. what a fucking fake.

step brother!tomura who had to share the connecting bathroom with you after you and your mother moved into their million dollar mansion. he has spent his entire life with no one living in the other end of his room, until, surprise surprise, you came along! well wasn’t he just the luckiest?

step brother!tomura who was given a pep talk by all for one that the newlyweds will be off to some vacation to spend some alone time in paradise. hence, he would be the man of the house. turns out your mother was anxious about leaving you all alone and needed all the assurance she can get to make sure that her sweet princess would be taken care of. so who was in charge? of course: him.

step brother!tomura who hid behind the curtains like a fucking creepy, watching you from his room as you laid by the pool in nothing but your skimpy bikini. your thighs—god, he imagined himself squished between them with his face buried deep into your pussy. your fingers stroking his hair as you cooed in his ears about how good he was making you feel.

step brother!tomura who’s hand was definitely not palming his boner as he continued staring at your practically naked body like a pervert. your bikini top did nothing to hide your tits and if tomura didn’t know any better, he’d think you were putting yourself on display just for him. giving him a show when you knew damn well that he was home? god, you’re just too much of a fucking slut, aren’t you?

step brother!tomura who was definitely not stroking himself not. one hand against the window and the other squeezing his shaft so tight he couldn’t hold back a whimper while his eyes remained on you. what he would give to be pounding you inside you right then and there—to feel you clenching him so hard, unwilling to let him go like the dirty slut you are.

step brother!tomura who’s cum aimed directly towards you and spilled all over the window. his breath was ragged and heavy, sweat slick on his forehead as he watched you remain completely oblivious to the mess he made you made him make in his room. he was going to enjoy having you all to himself this weekend.

a/n: part two soon? :]

© 2025 dynamightsgf | do not plagiarize, repost, or translate any of my work.

[misswrittenword]

Imagine you go skinny dipping.

Tentacle!Monster x fem!human ~ ovipositor, eggpreg, dubcon, tentacle bondage, aphrodisiac cum, p in v, breeding.

You're house sitting for a rich couple for a few weeks. The place is stunning, vaulted ceilings, the most recent tech. Huge fluffy bed in the guest room. And the best part? The giant pool in the back yard. When you'd been hired, the couple said you were welcome to use any of the facilities at the place, including the in ground pool, so you made sure to pack your bikini.

The place was super remote, no cell service, just a ridiculously gorgeous mansion in the woods, and this fueled your decision to go skinny dipping in the pool. You can't help but feel nervous, you've never done this before and doing it in a pool that doesn't belong to you feels scandalous. Removing your towel and setting it down on the lounge chair nearby, you walk over to the shallow end and enter the water. With the sun beating down on your back, the cool water feels incredible, and you jump in and start to swim around.

You float around for a while, humming to yourself quietly and relaxing. Unable to help yourself, you run your hands over your body. First your tits, and then down your jiggly tummy and your hips before grazing over your warm centre. Your hands drift away, but soon after you feel something brush against your thigh. The dreamy relaxation skirts away and you move until you're stationary, just able to touch the bottom.

Looking around, you see nothing out of the ordinary until you're looking straight down at your bare legs. The water seems... weird, and you realize that the pattern of the liner in the pool is obscured by something a similar colour. Unsettled, you stare at it intently. What feels like hours pass, whatever it is is large, but you can't seem to make yourself move.

And then it lunges. The water barely moves, but something grabs both your legs and yanks you under. Your scream is cut off by the water, and you thrash frantically until, surprisingly, you're released. Popping up and gasping desperately, you fumble to swim to the edge of the pool. You cough up some water as you bend over the side, stunned and trying to get your bearings.

It's a mistake. Whatever grabbed you has latched on again, racing up your legs and wrapping around your hips. Finally, you see what it is. Bright blue tentacles have taken hold of you, quickly moving up your body and gathering up your arms. It restrains you easily, though at the moment you are too startled to fight back again. The tentacles are warm and wet, suckers lining the underside reminding you of an octopus.

There's several of different sizes, the biggest you guess to be only a bit larger around than your wrist, and the smallest about the size of your pinky. You're shaking like a leaf, but the true terror kicks in when one on your leg inches up and brushes over your bare cunt. Suddenly remembering your own nakedness, you begin to desperately try and free your arms.

The tentacles holding them together behind your back tighten as you wiggle your wrists, and they circle up toward your elbows, pulling them closer together. The action thrusts your breasts out into the waiting tentacles inching toward them. These two have wider, flatter ends that are covered in numerous small suckers. They latch on and you gasp at the sensation of them squeezing and sucking your nipples.

You wriggle and struggle against your living binds, the tentacles eagerly exploring over your heating flesh. They spread your legs, and you sob fearfully, another winding around your neck and using the opportunity to delve into your mouth. You gag violently at the intrusion and fight to breath through your nose as it pushes into your mouth slowly. It tastes like water and something warmer, heartier.

Still bent over, your weight seems to be held up by the tentacles. Lifting you, they raise your ass into the air, and the ground seems to be farther away. Legs open so far they hurt, your cunt is completely exposed. You can't even bring your thighs together in a pitiful attempt to protect your dignity, though you try.

A smaller tentacle rubs over your pussy. It's movements are slow and teasing, touching gently and exploring. The suckers bump over you, and you whine around the one in your mouth. Rutting up against your dampening flesh, it finds your clit and curls around it. Your hips jerk and unwanted arousal seeps into your bones.

For a moment, everything stops. It's as if you and the creature both hold your breath. You in embarrassment and confusion at your bodies betrayal. The monster.. Well, it was anyones guess as to its feelings on the matter.

Until it doubled down.

The one in your mouth thrusting faster and pushing to lodge itself into your throat. The one on your clit renews its movements, playing with you. Another quickly wiggling into your cunt and beginning to open you up. It's not too big, but the suckers catch on the tender flesh inside you and your eyes roll into the back of your head, hips twitching and pussy quickly soaking the intruder.

You hate yourself a bit for how turned on you're becoming. But you hate it the most.

Breathing heavily, angry tears stream down your face. The tentacle fucking into you and the one on your clit have you whimpering and shaking as you near orgasm. A shiver seems to run up them and they move quicker, harder and deeper. Some of the suckers play with your cervix and you scream around the one in your mouth as others zero in on your g-spot.

The stimulation becomes too much, and you wail as you cum around the sucker lined tentacle buried inside you. The one in your throat keeps eagerly pumping into you, but the one in your cunt speeds up and begins to flood your hole with something hot and heavy.

Cum.

You cry harder, but then a certain tingle works its way into you. Your tears go from fully angry to slightly angry and fully aroused. Your cries are no longer sad, but now they're needy and your pussy clenches down longingly around the tentacle. Hips jerking and thighs straining to close in the hopes of some sort of friction, you undulate against the monster as it holds you aloft. Begging for more.

And more you get. The tentacle in your cunt lets go, withdrawing from you slowly. Mind fuzzy, you cry out at the loss loudly, wiggling as much as your bonds allow you. Soon you feel another nudge against you. You whimper in relief at the contact and present yourself to it as much as you can.

This one is bigger than the last. Possibly one of the biggest. Least it feels like it as it starts to stretch your tiny pussy out. You're eager for it, and the combination of your arousal and it's own cum eases the way for it to bully its way into you. The head is quite tapered, and your eyes widen at the sensation because you realize it's almost like an arrow head. When it pulls back a little, there seems to be a lip that catches on your cunt walls as it gets thicker.

Your fear only seems to heighten your arousal, and your quickly overstimulating body cums again as it begins to stretch you out. The thin head pushes against your cervix, and you whimper. Whatever was in its cum has made your body completely receptive to it, and what shouldn't happen does.

It bullies its way into your womb with only a small amount of resistance. It feels tight, but as it lodges its tapered tip into you and fucks the rest of it's huge tentacle inside of you, it's hard to even care.

The tentacle monster speeds up, thrusting eagerly now, jostling your pliant body and stuffing your tiny cunt so full it feels like your brain is being fucked away. Each orgasm has you shaking more and more, until you're constantly cumming, body alight with arousal and insatiable.

Another spurt of cum has you seeing stars, and that's when you feel something press against your hole. You try and see what's happening but can't, and the only thing you can come up with is the monster has decided to fuck it's eggs into you and make you a mother.

You moan around the tentacle in your throat as the egg pressing against you pops into your cunt and is forced into your womb. The heavy feeling makes you cum again, and a burst of several eggs fills you up at once. More and more come, and you lose count of how many are inside you quickly.

Awash with pleasure, you moan and writhe begging incoherently as it breeds you with its eggs. When it slows down, another burst of cum floods into your womb, spilling out and dribbling from your cunt and into the water beneath you. By the end, your stomach feels gravid and tight, straining with the clutch inside you.

Looking down, your bleary eyes take in your shadow. Trussed up by tentacles, you watch in fascination as the reflection reveals the large tentacle buried in your hole. It's huge, and your cunt is stretched around it tightly.

It's going to be a crazy few weeks.

[darkstalker-elise]

yuri concept from the other night.

for all the fake "aphrodisiac" injections in hentai, weed is literally *real*. 1. hotbox a girl till shes incoherent 2. hook her up to a video game with vibrator peripherals 3. take good care of her

[vemberposting]

free use kink in an autistic way

need someone to take advantage of the fact that i will never turn down something in my mouth

we can cuddle and watch a movie and you put your fingers in my mouth. i’ll suck as long as you want me to (and i’ll probably get excited over it) until you take them out and carry on as if nothing happened

i wake up in bed and you immediately pull my face to your cock before even saying good morning. i wouldn’t complain, rather say thank you- assuming my mouth wasn’t preoccupied

spooning as you’re behind me and you slide your thumb past my lips… maybe thrusting back and forth on my tongue as i grind back into you

yeah i need that

[bunnis-monsters]

NSFW

Innocent!puppy hybrid reader saying that wolf hybrid bf is making your tummy feel weird.

Wolf hybrid bf, who’s pumping his fingers into your fat puppy cunt, purring and telling you keep being his good pup.

He’s just making you feel better since you’re going into heat, but you’re a dumb little puppy and can’t get that through your heat riddled mind. Just keep making those cute sounds, and soon your pussy will be wet enough to take his knot~

Can’t you be his good girl? He’s always taking care of you, even when you get into trouble and make a mess for him to clean up. He’s such a good mate, tending to your needs and keeping you nice and full of his cum.

Oh, and how cute you look when his knot swells up inside of your sweet pussy, making you cry out and mewl like a bitch in heat… which you are.

His sweet girl, what would you do without him?

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[lyonnerileyauthor]

monster mafia.

you were caught trying to undermine the family, so the head honcho brought you in. he can either kill you... or you can marry his son, a brutal minotaur with one cracked horn, who still has a shadow of blood on his hands.

you choose marriage over death, thank you.

but your future husband expects you to bend to his will, to become his meek little spouse and obedient pawn. you refuse such a thing, of course; you have a mighty will of your own. so he locks you away until it's time for your wedding, trying to break you.

you won't be broken.

you're dressed that day in the finest clothes money can buy, and led out into the hall where your groom is waiting for you. his shoulders are massive in his suit, drawn tight up to his neck. but his glowering eyes widen when you appear in front of him like a vision.

the words are spoken, and now you're wed. your husband hadn't intended consummation, but once he saw you, he knew he'd change his mind. he drags you off to your honeymoon suite, and demands at once that you disrobe.

you hadn't meant to enjoy it, but he makes it impossible not to when he falls to his knees and worships you. he licks you as you hold his broken horn, riding atop his big face. then he shoves you down to the bed, his huge bull cock leaking and drooling for you. against all your promises to yourself, you're hungry for it, and he smirks with victory as he shoves it inside you.

now he's found a different way to punish you: by slowing down whenever you're close to your finish and drawing it out, forcing you to beg for release. so you beg and beg, promising everything.

his huge haunches pumping, he finally gives in and fucks you until you're screaming, a sound he silences with his wide mouth.

someday he'll become the head honcho, and you'll rule at his side.

[mychlapci]

Imagine Impactor being bullied by pretty bots. Specially with big chassis and big hips, even more when they are so little in comparison with him.

When Prowl and Jazz invited him to a threesome he first thought that would be good to fuck both pretty bots hard. Of course he would be the mean dom top of these two! He was taller, stronger and clearly was the most masculine compared with the ditzy spec ops agent and the demure SiC! He would take both their lithe hips and ram into his spike!

That is, until Prowl and Jazz tied him in the bed (or one hold him while the other torment and then they switch places) and riled him up until he's a mess of tears and frustration bc they denied him overload. Then they kept switching tormenting him rutting their valve lips in his stupid big spike without entering, pinching his nozzles until they are sore and puffy, forcing him to make them overload over and over sucking and fucking their valves without cumming, putting a cock ring him him, sounding his spike, mocking him and (their favorite) lifting his legs up and being rough with his aft, bullying his "prostrate" (to me they have one and basically it's a part of the transfluid tank) and forbidding him to cum until he's a mess of tears.

The moment he's allowed to cum inside he couldn't stop cumming hot load after another until he was limp in the berth, venting heavily and legs trembling. He literally doesn't even know who he cummed inside, too lost in pleasure to see

Oh, but he didn't even hold a bit for the other one? Just dumped a bucked of load inside with no care in the world? They should punish him. If he can't hold his cummies for both then he doesn't deserve to have access to that stupid big spike, then he can learn how to do it right! A cock cage until they allow him to cum again next week, if they feel like he deserves it.

And what of letting him go letting it there to everyone see? He should cover that up, manslut. So they just force him to wear a pretty frilly panty under the armor and it better be pretty and clean when they have their way with him again!

Hs moans so loudly when they put it on, feeling so much fucking shame and wanting to have the biggest boner of his life (and being unable to). He feel so much compelled to be a good boy to earn cumming. He will keep it pretty and clean for the two! He can do that!

In no time they'll train him into the perfect cum dispenser, just happy to serve his two hot busty mechs and cumming on command. Maybe even put him in some frilly cute dresses or even make him learn to cum prematurely, squirting transfluid just by seeing their valves.

_🟦 (sorry I hauve the Impactor disease now and I need to see him being tortured by small mechs)

this is so fucking big brained. pretty bots turning Impactor into a needy, whiny cum dispenser.... and of course they can’t wait too long before he cums, they need a toy that can shoot cum on command, so Impactor is going to learn how to be an embarrassing premature ejaculator, spraying his transfluid everywhere at the slightest hint of touch. they have to keep his spike restrained and locked up so he doesn’t cum all over his panties when they’re not using him. and of course, once Prowl and Jazz are finally pregnant, he’ll need to supply triple, quarduple the transfluid as before to keep their babies healthy... i pity Impactor’s poor prostate.

[oukabarsburgblr]

Man in the Elevator [Office AU]

FEATURING : MALE STRANGER (OC) x male reader

As you arrive to work, you find yourself stuck in the elevator with a handsome unknown coworker. Unable to exit, a robotic voice from the intercom announces that to leave the elevator, you'd have to do the despicable. And with a total hot stranger?!

Dubcon, variation of sex pollen kind of fic, male oc x male reader

aftermath

Find out more under the cut!

What kind of porn scenario is this?!

The (h/c) gritted his teeth, tempted to smash the button of the intercom. "...I think someone is just messing with us." He didn't want to turn around, only glancing at the mirror to his left, the only big reflective piece in the small elevator.

A man, handsome (m/n) noted, stood in a nice, ironed black suit, a navy button up and a matching black tie. His skin was pale, spiky and short dark hair, his build strong and quite beefy. He'd look like someone you'd have a crush on at the gym. The expensive one you'd think twice before purchasing a membership.

Daisuke Yuichi.

(m/n) read his name tag as he sighed and crouched down on the elevator floor, hearing the man behind him trying to reassure him.

It was like any other morning, he'd wake up, get ready for his job at any normal office environment and arrive to work using the public railway. Although the normal elevator he would use in the lobby was unusable, scheduled for maintenance, and he opted to use the lower ground one on the west side of the building so he went downstairs to the garage.

He didn't pay any mind when a guy who looks richer than his office acquiantances waited for the elevator beside him and stepped inside as well. It was sudden when the elevator shook and went rigid, not responding when the (h/c) frantically smashed the button to open the elevator.

"To exit the elevator, please commit sexual intercourse with the person closest to you!"

The (h/c) felt his stomach dropped as the formal prerecorded voice rang inside the lift. A gasp escaped the stranger behind him as well. "Hey what the fuck? This isn't funny!" He kicked the metal doors, agitated but to no avail.

"To exit the elevator, please commit sexual intercourse with the person closest to you!"

"I...This never happened before..." (m/n) turned behind him. The good-looking man had a worried expression. "Can you try calling for maintenance? My phone has no line."

True to his words, the (h/c) could not call anyone for help, limiting his communication to the outside world making him feel more panic inside. "Damn it..."

Currently, every time they pressed any button whatsoever, the same message would repeat, clarifying that someone needs to fuck someone and (m/n) would rather not be involved. Well-

"I'm really sorry if I make you feel uncomfortable...I'll stop talking now." The stranger, Daisuke, really tried his best to reaffirm the (h/c) as he sat in the corner, as far as he could but (m/n) ignored him, too annoyed to even talk. It doesn't help that his face was a real beaut too. One of those gentle giants that girls would rave over.

"..." (m/n) didn't speak, annoyed at the whole situation as he remained his crouched stance, crinkling his suit. "Do you...work here too?"

The (h/c) groaned, Daisuke really was a chatterbox, either that or he speaks to calm his nerves. "If it isn't any obvious, then yes. I do work here." He snapped accidentally.

"Sorry. My name is Daisuke! Daisuke Yuichi." Hearing (m/n) respond made Daisuke's tone much lighter, smiling as he held out a hand. The (h/c) grabbed it and shook it lightly. "I know." "Eh? You know me?" "No. I read your nametag." "Oh..."

The ravenette seemed disappointed, (m/n) almost rolled his eyes. Was he supposed to be some hotshot or something?

"Can I know your name?" "(m/n) (l/n)." "That's a nice name." Daisuke's lips form a gentle smile, reaching his eyes. The (h/c)'s face was blank however.

"...so what's the plan?"

(m/n) squinted his eyes at Daisuke, who still had that polite smile on. If he had to describe this new stranger, a polite, neat, rich guy. Other words, a golden retriever, maybe?

"We wait. This can't go on forever." Daisuke pouted and looked the other way to hide his face. He mumbled an 'okay'. (m/n) was horrified. What the fuck was wrong with this guy? Was he ready to do the deed with anyone at any time?!

The (h/c) scooted further into the corner, burying his face into his knees. Waiting for the elevator to return to normal or when help somehow miraculously arrived.

Half an hour passed when the intercom suddenly announced that 'assistance' would commence.

"To ease the occurence of an intercouse, external assistance would be provided!"

(m/n) was screaming internally and screamed externally when visible coloured gas came pouring in from the vents. It was heavy from Daisuke's side. "Hey hey! It's okay. We'll be fine." The ravenette held (m/n) by his shoulders when the (h/c) was panicking and thrashing about.

"You're fucking with me right now?! This is absurd!" (m/n) wailed into Daisuke's hold as the ravenette immediately took off his blazer. He grabbed a water bottle and soaked part of his blazer and pressed it into the (h/c)'s face.

"Don't breathe it in. This will help." "What about you?!" (m/n)'s voice muffled against the damp clothing. He only noticed the rising red hue on Daisuke's cheeks and the flush on his neck and ears. He smiled apollogetically. "I think it's a bit too late for me."

The (h/c) blinked owlishly as he glanced at the feverish ravenette's crotch, his mouth screeching when he saw the big hard outline on his slacks. Daisuke sweatdropped as he slumped down against the wall of the elevator.

"Don't worry. I pride myself on my self-control. I'll just...ride it out." Daisuke smiled as he turned his face away, his breathing getting heavier and heavier.

(m/n) couldn't help but feel slightly guilty. He pressed the damp blazer further into his nostrils, the small space being filled up with the gas. He could feel himself getting slightly aroused, although notbas affected as Daisuke.

Said person only faced his body away, panting to himself in the corner while clutching his tie, pulling it loose. The ravenette closed his eyes, humming to distract himself from the growing fervour in his pants.

Daisuke felt bad for the other person in the lift, (m/n) that is. Such a handsome guy too. Wish our introduction was a bit different... Daisuke thought to himself, resisting to look at the (h/c).

"Daisuke..." "Yeah?" He croaked out. The aphrosidiac was really getting to him but he couldn't just pounce on the (h/c). What kind of person would he be then.

He flinched when a (s/c) hand grasped onto his shoulder. "Don't-!" "It's fine." (m/n) hummed, Daisuke's blazer was crumpled in a corner. The ravenette's eyes widened seeing (m/n) willingly inhale the stimulating gas.

"Why did you-" Daisuke went to cover (m/n)'s nostrils but the latter swatted his hand away. "It's...not fair for you. Besides, it's the only way we can get out of here right." The (h/c) straddled the ravenette, Daisuke's face becoming entirely flushed seeing (m/n) in his lap.

"We can do it." (m/n) mumbled, furrowing his eyebrows and glancing elsewhere. Daisuke stared at him for a bit before pushing his hips upwards, lightly grinding himself into the (h/c)'s crotch. (m/n) let out a surprise gasp as he clutched the ravenette's shoulders. He panted lightly as he tried to avoid Daisuke's horny gaze.

"....But I don't want to bottom." A vein almost popped on (m/n)'s forehead as he punched Daisuke's bicep. "FUCK OFF!" The ravenette laughed as he wrapped his arms around (m/n). "I'll do my best, (m/n)." He smiled up at the (h/c) who only nodded feverishly, feeling the lust fully taking over.

Daisuke pulled (m/n)'s waist down and began to rub their the (h/c)'s ass on his crotch, elliciting a few gasps from the latter. He could feel his nails digging into his shoulders which only drove his excitement further.

Daisuke unbuckled (m/n)'s belt, earning a whine and pulling his pants down. The (h/c) had never been so grateful that he was wearing nice briefs today. Daisuke palmed his erection, rubbing his thumb over the wet patch on his underwear.

(m/n) instantly pulled off his bottoms and hurriedly pawed at Daisuke's own pants. After their lower halves were bare, the ravenette slid his cock, (m/n) didn't dare to look at how big it was, in between the (h/c)'s ass, slipping and humping their bottoms together.

"Don't just- mmff! Shove it like that! Stroke it first- gah!"

"S-Sorry. Is this- ang ahh! Good for you- mmng!"

Even (m/n) was moving his hips, back and forth to reciprocate Daisuke's movements who was gliding his now wet cock under the (h/c)'s dick, balls and asscrack. (m/n) was confused on how the hell did Daisuke had that many precum as he stroked his own cock, ignoring the staring ravenette.

Everything felt hot and sticky, (m/n) felt every inch of his pores being pressed and melting. His body twitched against Daisuke's, his teeth gritting as he shut his eyes closed, relishing in this sinful hedonism. He flinched when he felt a spurt of wetness hitting his lower back.

"S-Sorry..." Daisuke clenched his teeth, clearly embarrassed of his quick ejaculation. (m/n) ogled the ravenette's face, scanning his reddened cheeks and long eyelashes. The world really did gifted this stranger with a good body and a good face. And the world gave this man to (m/n).

The (h/c) pursed his lips as he mumbled. "You talk too much..." He quickly jacked off his own penis, his hips stuttering when he came, Daisuke holding his waist in place. Cum smeared on Daisuke's clothed torso, littering his navy shit with milky white.

"To exit the elevator, please commit sexual intercourse with the person closest to you!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" (m/n) yelled at at the intercom, opting to throw his shoe at the button panel. He heard Daisuke chuckle as large hands began rubbing his sides up and down. "We don't have as much as a choice do we?"

The (h/c) slowly turned to see the smiling ravenette before scrunching his nose. "You're doing it from the back."

-

Hands gripped the cold metal railing, pants escaped from his mouth as it fogged up the mirror in front of him. (m/n) had long discarded his shoes but kept his long-sleeved top on. Daisuke had already unbuttoned his, well-defined abs, fat chest and his happy trail exposed as he pressed his crotch against (m/n)'s bottom.

Both of them were standing, the (h/c) bent over and holding the handrails of one of the two walls it was built in. Daisuke behind him, his large pale hands caressing (m/n)'s back, the latter slapping his hand away. It doesn't help that they just so happened to be in front of a mirror, fortunately for (m/n) it only showed their upper halves.

The ends of (m/n)'s shirt barely covered his behind, he felt Daisuke lightly touching it, Daisuke was thinking whether to move it but decided otherwise.

"Do you mind?" (m/n) looked up to see Daisuke holding two fingers near his face, his back almost touching Daisuke's bare chest. The (h/c) furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Why won't he do it himself?

"I've never done it with a guy before." "So?" The ravenette didn't answer, only pushing his fingers into the corner of mouth, (m/n) reluctanly opening his mouth, the gas influencing most of his decisions currently.

Daisuke began to rub his fingers all over (m/n)'s teeth, gums and his tongue prompting a gagging noise from the (h/c) as he rolled his eyes back. Instinctively, (m/n) began to suck on the thick, rough fingers, licking the padding before swirling his tongue all over his digits as knuckles knocked on his hard palate.

The ravenette's index and middle finger began to piston in and out of (m/n)'s mouth, dragging his saliva back and forth and encouraging choking noises from the (h/c). The bottom's eyesight was getting blurry and he glanced at the mirror to see Daisuke breathing heavily, his face flushed as he shoved his fingers down (m/n)'s throat.

This fucker is really getting off of this. The same could almost be said for the (h/c) who groaned as Daisuke finally pulled out, his fingers dripping with wetness and (m/n)'s throat felt raspy and sore. He flinched as cold fingers tapped on his entrance.

Daisuke tested the waters by gently prying (m/n)'s asshole, slowly pushing his fingers in as the (h/c) shivered. Sweat began to drip off of his face as he felt the ravenette behind him began caressing the inside of his hole, rubbing his walls and slowly pushing deeper and deeper.

"Mmnng just hurry up...please."

It was so teasing to feel the stranger trying to relax his hole by circling his fingers inside his ass. Clearly he wasn't lying when he said this was his first time with a man. "Patience is a virtue. I'll put it in soon." Daisuke teased (m/n) as he tapped his ass gently, the latter feeling heat rise on his face. As soon as they got out of this elevator, he's clocking his face.

Fingers pulled out and (m/n) sighed at the empty feeling in his anus but he heaved and immediately covered his mouth when Daisuke's tip suddenly impaled his entrance. The ravenette shivered as warmth enveloped his penis, he threw his head back and gazed at the mirror to see (m/n) but only found a shaking (h/c) whose head was facing the ground, concealing his expressions.

Daisuke frowned at that, wanting to see (m/n)'s face as he experimentally thrusted the rest of his penis in. He hissed at the tight hole, the (h/c) clenching down on him. The ravenette rubbed circles on (s/c) hips to calm him down as he felt the grip on his dick relaxing.

He let out a breath of relief as he gripped (m/n)'s hips and immediately pushed the rest of his cock in, hearing a muffled squeal from the (h/c). Daisuke grinned and took it as a green light, instantly thrusting in and out of his ass, moaning ardently. "F-Fucking hell. Haanh ha hah you feel so good-"

He took in the sight of his moving crotch and (m/n)'s ass colliding together, getting turned on more at the sight of his dick pounding into the squelching hole. The gas was too good at its job, precum leaking out of the (h/c)'s hole as Daisuke fucked into (m/n) harshly.

(m/n) cupped his mouth with his hand, not wanting to let out any lewd noises but having only little success. His thighs shook every time Daisuke's hips slapped into (m/n)'s behind. He could feel the ravenette's large cock pushing against his walls, filling him up to the brim.

Daisuke frowned at the (h/c)'s shirt as he pushed the fabric upwards, exposing a (s/c) back. A yelp escaped (m/n)'s lips as the ravenette licked a stripe up the (h/c)'s spine. The shock made him cum, semen squirting from his sensitive penis, spraying on the elevator walls.

The sudden tightness made Daisuke groan loudly as he stilled himself inside the (h/c). Unconsciously filling up (m/n)'s hole, the owner whimpered into his hand. "Urgh unh huh are we done-?"

"Required quota has not been achieved! Please try again!"

"Be so fucking for real right now." (m/n) groaned as he rested his head on the cool metal pole, he didn't move as Daisuke pulled out, liquid pulling out of his puffy hole. He could feel Daisuke's stare on his ass, he wiggled away when Daisuke began to poke into his drippy anus with his index finger.

Another wave of aphrosidiac poured into the lift from the vents, making (m/n) wanting to pull his hair out. What kind of sick pervert is making us do all of this??

"So."

The (h/c) let out a noise of shock as Daisuke suddenly hugged him close, pushing him against the mirror and the metail rail. "Can I do more than the back?" He smiled, blinking at (m/n) who stared at him in absurdity. The audacity??

Daisuke remained nonchalant, blinking his black eyes up at (m/n), his long lashes fluttering against his smooth white skin.

"...Fine."

Maybe (m/n) regretted saying that. Daisuke went on for so long, pushing him further up the wall, bringing up his left leg to push it against (m/n)'s chest. Exposing his puckered hole, the ravenette pushed in again, thrusting like a wild animal moaning like crazy in the (h/c)'s ear.

(m/n)'s leg was shaking, struggling to hold himself up on his tippy toes as he endured Daisuke's slams, covering his mouth again. The (h/c) shivered when Daisuke lapped his tongue at his ear, licking the shell and teasing him. He could feel cum from the previous round leaking down his leg.

"Don't cover your mouth please." The ravenette kissed (m/n)'s neck. "I want to hear you. Your voice." Daisuke pressed his lips on his jaw. "Please." He begged the (h/c), fucking himself in deep and slow earning a muffled whine.

His hand trembled before he hesitantly uncovered his mouth, Daisuke's face visibly lit up as he began to pound harder. (m/n)'s high pitched moans drawn out longer with each thrust. His hips shuddered when he felt a hand stroke his cock, pushing his precum out from the base of his dick.

His head was hot, everything felt hot, like he was smothered by a thick layer of warm air. And that warm air was causing him to these sinful things, well that's exactly what's happening.

(m/n) didn't even realised when they both had cummed. Only when Daisuke pulled himself back and began fingering his hole to get his attention. "Mmngg angh ah hn-!" "That's it. Thaaaaat's it."

Daisuke drew out his voice, whispering praise into (m/n)'s ear as he fished his semen in the tight entrance, rubbing his gummy walls. It was either the aphrosidiac had a love spell embedded into it or Daisuke was really attractive. The (h/c) took in his features, his sharp nose, round eyes and nice plump lips.

(m/n) felt like kissing the ravenette. He shook himself sober when he realised he was leaning into Daisuke's face, the latter disappointed when he pulled away.

It's fine if (m/n) doesn't feel like kissing him, Daisuke does. And he'll coax him using sex!

"Required quota has not been achieved! Please try again!"

The next few scenes were a blur to (m/n). All he could remember was that the gas was the thickest for the next hour, and he was moved into all sorts of positions. Daisuke fucked him up a wall, his arms under his knees as he held up the (h/c) like a champ, his muscles sweating as he teared off the rest of his clothing, exposing his bare body to (m/n).

His thrusts began to increase as well, the lust seeping in their veins were at its maximum as they fucked like wild animals in the small elevator. (m/n) whined for more by spreading his legs, biting on Daisuke's neck, nibbling on his skin and leaving marks all over his flushed neck.

Cumming into the (h/c), Daisuke pushed his thighs against the wall, fully spreading (m/n) open, the rim of his hole stretched as it throbbed around the ravenette's dick, massaging it and swallowing it whole. (m/n) no longer held back his voice, openly crying and moaning like a bitch in heat, fully accepting the gas into his system. Daisuke did a long time ago.

The ravenette breathed in (m/n)'s scent in his neck, inhaling before hovering over the (h/c)'s neck with his lips, experimentally kissing it all over. (m/n) bit his lower lip, gazing at the ravenette as he was still held in an embarrassing exposed position.

A pink tongue pressed against (m/n)'s Adam's apple, lapping it up with spit as he bit the skin with his fangs, breaking it. The (h/c) squirmed, mewling in Daisuke's hold. "Stop teasing me..." He muttered, his gaze elsewhere.

Black eyes scan (m/n)'s face before his right hand softly pulled his chin to make eye contact. Daisuke carefully leaned forward, his breath mixing in with (m/n)'s as he leaned in closer and closer, the tips of their noses touching. The (h/c) peered, his eyes moving left and right before stopping, gently blinking as he stared at the face in front of him.

Slowly, Daisuke's face moved lower, his lips brushing against (m/n)'s before full-on pressing them together. The (h/c) closed his eyes, relishing in the soft kiss as he felt his body relaxed in Daisuke's hold.

A swipe at his teeth and (m/n) opened his mouth, Daisuke eager to tie their tongues together, mashing them and coating them with saliva. Drool seeped out of the corner of Daisuke's mouth, he shoved his tongue against (m/n)'s gums, teeth and his palate.

They both ignored the announcement of the intercom as Daisuke lowered them to the floor. (m/n) wrapped his arms around the ravenette's neck, pulling him in closer and Daisuke tilted his head to obtain more access to the (h/c)'s delicious mouth.

The mood changed instantly, even with the gas dissipating, they were still going at it, both on their knees and Daisuke thrusting up into (m/n)'s bottom as he stationed himself behind the (h/c) whose top had been pulled off by Daisuke, exposing his chest. (m/n) moved himself as well, bouncing against Daisuke's thighs, impaling himself over and over, his head turned behind as he continued making out sloppily with the ravenette.

Passionate gasps tore through the small space of the elevator, especially from the (h/c) every time Daisuke thrusted a little too harsh, driving the tip of his cock into the bundle of nerves that drove (m/n) insane, making him see stars just from that small wet touch. Daisuke couldn't stop cumming in (m/n)'s ass. It was so addicting. It wasn't much different from a woman's but (m/n) was so incredible in his eyes.

Fingers rubbed and twisted (m/n)'s nipples, making the latter broke contact from Daisuke's face, a string of spit breaking as the (h/c)'s body shivered when the ravenette pressed his fingers harder. (m/n) jerkily shoved his ass down, tightening himself on Daisuke's cock, the ravenette gasped out and buried his face into the (h/c)'s shoulders as he immediately spilled cum in (m/n)'s already filled hole.

White semen dripped out onto the floor beneath them, (m/n) moving up and down shallowly on Daisuke's cock, teasing him. The (h/c) wanted more. Daisuke was close to passing out. Tiredly, he fell backwards, lying on the tile floor of the elevator. (m/n) whined as he turned around and crawled over the ravenette.

"Mmm are you done already?" (m/n) complained feverishly. Daisuke's cock was still hard, aphrosodiac working overtime but the owner could barely feel his hips anymore. "...I'm sleepy." He croaked out to which (m/n) frowned.

Daisuke flinched when he felt a tongue swiped across the bulb of his cock. (m/n) ran his tongue up until he reached the tip, sucking on the precious mushroom, licking the slit fervently. He released with a pop as he straddled the ravenette.

Nodding eagerly, he cried out for the (h/c) when his dick was enveloped in a plush warmth. (m/n) grinned lewdly, moving his hips side to side, clearly enjoying the joystick in his ass before he propped himself up with his hands and began to bounce on Daisuke's large cock.

His loud moans resonated in the small space as he threw his head back in pleasure, using Daisuke's penis like a warm dildo. Eyes twitching, his face was covered in sweat, his chin coated with a thin layer of drool and his anus was painted with thinning precum over and over again.

Daisuke's hands reached behind (m/n) and squeezed his plump ass, massaging and pulling at those soft cheeks. He slapped the (h/c)'s butt, earning a whorish moan, as he shamelessly thrusted himself up into (m/n). "C'mon- mmff! Just a bit more- mnggahh!"

Slaps of wet skin reverberated faster as Daisuke continuously smacked the (h/c)'s ass, rubbing his palm over the spot before hitting it again. (m/n) rode the ravenette harder, pressing down harshly, feeling the pit in his stomach burn intensely as he brought his hips up to clench on Daisuke's tip. Repeating the same motion for god knows how long before he came, squirting watery semen on Daisuke's abs.

The ravenette moved his hands to (m/n)'s hips, holding him in place as he pounded up into the (h/c)'s asshole from below, riding out (m/n)'s orgasm who cried out from overstimulation. He groaned and focused on chasing his own high as he slammed himself in and out of (m/n) until he felt himself tipping over the edge.

Daisuke came one last time, although his cum gushed out halfway through his thrust but he persevered and continued humping the (h/c) all while cumming for ten seconds straight.

Both paused, catching their breath before (m/n) collapsed on top of Daisuke, the latter wrapping his arms protectively around the (h/c) as he adjusted himself, making sure he pulled out and patted the (h/c)'s head before promptly passing out on the elevator floor.

(m/n) was still awake, his hands laying on Daisuke's chest as he stared at nothing, his mind blank and his balls empty, although his ass was filled. His eyes widened as he heard the familliar 'ding' of an elevator as he turned back to see the doors opening, revealing the garage they had came from earlier.

"Daisuke wake up! It's open!" He shook the ravenette in an attempt to wake him up but the latter only groaned and continued to remain in his dreamless slumber. (m/n) frowned as he hurriedly pried himself away Daisuke's strong hold.

He quickly dressed himself to the best of his abilities and donned on Daisuke's clothes onto the ravenette, not wanting him to get caught in a naked manner. Fixing his shoes, he collected himself and avoided the wet spots and quickly exited the elevator, wincing in every two steps he took.

With a final glance back to Daisuke, (m/n) hurriedly left the area, reminding himself not to use that same elevator ever again.

-

"(m/n)! Someone's looking for you."

The (h/c) looked up from his cubicle as he stood and approached his supervisor, the one who had called for him earlier. It had been two days since the incident. (m/n) lied to his boss, saying that he had overslept and took a sick day the next morning, not wanting to run into any weird shenanigans ever again. Especially the ravenette.

He tried asking his coworkers about some mysterious lift that's possessed by a sex demon but all he received was recommendations to a psychologist.

Stepping into a meeting room, guided by his supervisor, he was ushered inside and was immediately left alone, not noticing the other person in the room. "Hey! What's that for?" (m/n) pulled the door knob, knocking on the wooden surface.

"It's for me. I asked them to."

(m/n) froze, remembering the familliar voice. The voice he fucked two days ago in that really weird elevator. The same person he left alone, lying on the floor in a desperate attempt to save his own face.

"It wasn't hard to convince my father to search for you, you might know him. He's the CEO after all." Daisuke shrugged, playfully pulling the (h/c)'s tie, twirling it around his finger. He paused and smiled at (m/n).

"I miss you."

The (h/c) didn't know what to say and he opted to turn himself back around, not facing the ravenette as he tugged on the knob much more aggresively. Daisuke laughed as he pulled (m/n), who screeched and squirmed, into a hug.

"I wanna take you out, (m/n)! Even though we already skipped a couple of steps, I'd love for us to go on a date."

[END SCENE]

[unedited]

Afterthoughts :

Oml i love it if the reader is a tad bit sassy or just an untouchable (not shy) beauty HEHE

OR WHEN LIKE THE TOP MOANS??? LIKE U WAN ME THAT BAD?? HEHEHHEEH

this the same daisuke that was in my ybc gangbang fic btw hoho and by Office AU means that this is not their official like storyline that i want, it's just an AU where they fucked in a horny elevator

I would describe Daisuke Yuichi as someone who's rich AF, daddy's boy (as in father is so protective of him), nice and polite (although everyone has a dark side 😉), kinda needy and demanding but in a "i dont want to say it so im just hinting it until u say yes" kinda way. The only character i would describe that looks like him the most (hair term) is kashima yuu💀. I hope u look forward to see him more!

more of daisuke yuichi! ☾

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[lilacxquartz]

stuck halfway;

mr. gap x f!reader x mr. silvair

plot: while on the run from mr. scarletella, mr. gap helps you hide, but then you find yourself in quite the pickle with extra company to boot — themes: one shot, smut, p i v, oral, accidental f!reader, mmf/threesomes, dub con — w.c: 1.8k — a/n: mr. gap fans assemble, we’ve all had this thought haven’t we? dubcon warning as a precautionary measure but it is otherwise implied consensual, just the situation is a lil bit sus

masterlist • ao3

While on the run from a machete-wielding madman, you made a few turns down a long and winding corridor that spanned through the apartments in a maze-like labyrinth, and just up ahead, that tell-tale crimson glow threatened to meet you halfway through.

Your eyes locked onto the walls, desperately searching for an out, and just as luck would have it, you saw a big enough opening to easily fit your form. Mr. Gap predictably was already lurking in such murky depths ready to mess with you, only to be pushed off to the side, involuntarily sharing the darkness at your side instead.

Mr. Scarletella successfully strolled by, pausing in his tracks halfway through, only to continue moving forward once he determined that you were nowhere in sight. This left Mr. Gap to help you (begrudgingly) travel through the walls, maneuvering you around all sorts of nooks and crannies until finally, you ended up somewhere else entirely. While your relationship with the strange wall-dweller was rocky from the beginning, he had unintentionally become a lingering ghostly guardian of sorts, watching, observing, and ready to intervene whenever something sinister threatened to hurt you.

Yet, try as you did to leave the void, you barely managed to get halfway through, leaving one half of you still stuck in the walls, with the other half of you dangling on the other end. Your legs thrashed in frustration on Mr. Gap’s side as your palms on the other half pushed hard against the wall in an attempt to tear yourself out—yet the attempts seemed to be futile at best—leaving you properly stuck.

Mr. Gap tried his best to get you out of his territory with what felt like annoyed pushes against your form, his hands pressing hard against your thighs and digging into the soft skin that would do anything but budge. Beyond the barrier of the walls, you could just barely make out, “are you ####?” to which you could only assume was him asking if you were stuck.

With a reluctant call, you confirmed his suspicions with a “yes”, hoping that he would continue to try and force you out, but no matter how much he kneaded and pushed, he couldn’t quite get you to move forward even a single inch. Mr. Gap frustratedly then seemingly gave up, but then you started to feel as his annoyance turned into curiosity, his hands beginning to feel around your skin just below your dress, pushing it up and finding your—your—!

Feeling immediately flustered, you kicked your leg towards him in protest which succeeded for maybe a minute before you started to feel as he moved around you, locking you into such a position that meant you could no longer squirm around as much, returning his hands right back to where they were before.

You narrowed your eyes as you felt his fingertips delicately and almost gingerly, creep over towards your sex, touching up the sensitive skin that made up your lower body. Seeming curious about your reactions, his fingers traced lazy strokes around the area, perhaps finding it intriguing that your legs spasmed and twitched involuntarily.

You remained frozen all the while, furiously blushing on the other side as you soon succumbed to a flustered mess, and just as your luck would have it, your ears perked up at the sound of footsteps closing in.

“Please, please, please don’t let it be Mr. Scarletella,” you thought to yourself on a repeated mantra, whispering out the sentence like a desperate prayer.

Not noticing the red glow, you warily flicked your eyes up, only to be met with the tilt of Mr. Silvair’s curious head tilt. He branched out one hand, tweezing your chin with two fingers, lifting it up to study your overwhelmed state. The pads of his fingers ran across the rouge of your cheeks, as though studying you.

Seeming to form something in mind, he took the opportunity to prop your mouth open so that you met his gaze and then, with his other hand, he closed his fist, leaving two pointed fingers open before slipping the pair in between your lips, pushing them as far in as possible as if to determine just far he could reach before you would react.

All the while, Mr. Gap worked on exploring your other stuck half, building up a radiating wave of unexpected pleasure that coarse throughout your body. Mr. Silvair used your partially occupied state to idly coax you into complying with him, withdrawing his fingers from the space, prompting you to close your mouth in the process, yet not quite being allowed to do so.

He tapped your lips with his index finger, saying a mysterious word while gesturing at his own mouth, before opening it and revealing another new word. He repeated such a demonstration twice, communicating with you to keep your mouth open, not closed, appearing to be pleased when you complied.

Mr. Gap seemed to pause as you reached something that felt like it was close to your peak, but not quite, communicating through the muffled barriers of the separating walls to Mr. Silvair. Their conversation however was largely lost on your ears, as only certain snippets could be made out. It seemed like they were both agreeing on something…?

Pulling back a little, Mr. Silvair looked down at you again with his lips curled into a sly smile. He tilted your chin up to the angle it was in before, snapping his fingers right above you to keep your attention before fumbling with his tattered clothes, revealing his half-erect cock. With a wary eye, you observed as he took himself into his hand, rubbing the tip against the cusp of your lips, watching and feeling as it grew to its full size from the contact.

He then slipped his throbbing length into your still-open mouth, pushing just far enough for you to feel his shaft rest idly on your tongue, tilting his head off to the other side in curiosity before withdrawing. It seemed that he liked the sensation, but his greater curiosity was your reaction over his own.

Communicating something beyond your comprehension once more, Mr. Silvair barked out some sort of instruction to Mr. Gap, with the request not remaining a mystery for too long as you quickly found yourself full of a different kind of sensation. It was sudden, but somehow not too unexpected as you felt Mr. Gap gain entry into your sex from behind, pushing forth with slick ease into your sopping heat.

Unlike Mr. Silvair, Mr. Gap didn’t wait around to surrender to the new sensation, feverishly bucking right away and holding onto wherever—whatever he could—his fingernails digging crescents into your skin in frenzied want. He rutted at a crazed pace, his movements delivering as almost sloppy and erratic, lacking complete control as if consumed by lust. Such hurried thrusting into your core left you feeling further overwhelmed, milking out rolling moans and whimpers from the slip of your lips, catching Mr. Silvair’s attention once more.

Once again, he slipped his cock back into your mouth, this time pushing in as far as you could physically take him, feeling as the tip of his length kissed the back of your throat, flooding you with such a sudden fullness that you could barely contain your gagged reaction, resorting to tapping onto his legs in a silent plea for him to let you breathe.

Allowing you to do so, Mr. Silvair clawed a hefty lock of your hair as you recollected your senses, grappling your head into a slightly suspended angle before guiding himself back in. The combination of slightly applied pain in combination with the stifled moans and cries appeared to tickle something within him, evident by how he seemed to enjoy using your mouth to milk out all sorts of interesting reactions. Once locked into it, however, he settled on something closer to a steadier pace, guiding your head at a smoother rate.

But then his eyes fluttered as the pleasure rose and his movements succumbed to something sloppier than he would have liked, taking on and off moments to better readjust himself. In an attempt to retain a semblance of some control, he couldn’t quite do so, letting out a frustrated sigh instead. Mr. Silvair then squeezed his hand tighter against your scalp, tugging the ends of your hair in a way that bordered almost unpleasant while keeping your chin locked under his other hand. Quickly, rapidly, he fucked himself into your throat at a less-than-composed momentum, surrendering shamelessly to his erratic desperation, his control slipping away with each bucking spur.

On the other side, Mr. Gap was long lost to the bliss that he found himself buried within, determined to drive out his release as well as your own. He slammed himself relentlessly against your form, impaling you with his girth. His end was near and you could feel it, clamping your hands right around Mr. Silvair’s legs, gasping as you choked back a cry, feeling his cock twitch and empty itself into your soaked cunt—feeling as Mr. Gap, despite straining himself post-climax—still tried to push through to ride out the orgasm, falling limp only out of exhaustion.

Although, as if still enticed, Mr. Gap returned his fingers to where they were before, enjoying the odd little reactions that your legs would signal, allowing you to unbeknownst to him, catch up too. Perhaps it was the situation that you found yourself in that left you so overwhelmed and hot, to begin with, but you couldn’t help like this was the best that you have ever felt. Warm, radiating, and tingling sensations flooded within you, rendering you completely and utterly spent, but also relaxed.

Mr. Silvair soon caught up too, shooting thick white ropes of his load into your throat before slowly pulling out, leaving webbing saliva and cum alike to coat your chin upon his retreat. He looked down at you almost clinically, seeming to form even more thoughts in his mind before tucking himself back into clothed concealment.

Much to the curiosity of all three of you; such a state of deep relaxation seemed to allow you to at least slip out of the hole in the wall, allowing you to land rather clumsily on your hands and knees. Mr. Gap peered through, his face appearing to be extra red and disheveled, for the time being, too out of it from over-exerting himself to properly protest against your sudden absence.

Mr. Silvair however seemed to have something else in mind, studying you with that same tell-tale head tilt that now left you both wary and even… aroused? Picking you up and steadying you at your feet, you tried to latch onto him for comfort which he did not pick up on, instead gesturing for you to follow him along to somewhere else entirely, leaving you wondering what on earth he could be planning next.

[preydefiler]

hey do you mind if I light up? no it's not tobacco, I bought it off this fae downtown. it's basically a smokeable aphrodisiac, and yeah I know I've been blowing it in your face, but you're weak and pliable now, and isn't that so much better than trying to fight me off?

[misswrittenword]

Imagine you go for a hike alone.

Male!Tentacle Monster x fem!human ~ Tentacles, triple pen, dubcon to consent, lots of cum, breeding, egg preg, tentacle bondage?

It's a cool summer evening and you decide to take a drive to a remote hiking trail in a valley to go get some exercise. You don your biker shorts so you're free of chub rub as well as a sports bra and a tank top before setting on your way, enjoying the breeze as it blows your hair around while you drive.

The small dirt lot where you park is completely empty, but you're pleased with that, it just meant you'd have the trail all to yourself and you wouldn't need to worry about anyone else.

And you were right, sorta.

Dusk begins to settle when you hear a small rustle in the woods to the side of the path. It's dense trees and hard to see, so you just chalk it up to small critters and keep going. Eventually you come to a small clearing on the trail and you elect to stop for a drink of water. You're lost in thought when something brushes against your bare calf. Before you can even finish looking down, something has grabbed you around the waist and begins to pull you back to the tree line.

You scream and fight, reaching at whatever is holding you, only to discover that instead of some crazy person, there's light purple tentacles around you. They have darker splotches, and seem to emit a dim glow. More appear from the darkness as you look around, and they all start to grab at your limbs, carrying you off into the darkness.

Shaking in fear, you're quickly completely restrained as you are drown closer to a large central mass that the tentacles are coming from. it's huge, dwarfing your structure easily and nearly as wide to boot.

"No.. no!" you yelp, as the warm 'arms' of this creature rip your clothes off and hold you suspended in the air. They start to wander over your body, some innocently exploring your face, and others...

Others are teasing at your nipples, beginning to tub at them and squeeze. another ventures across the curve of your ass, before gently poking at your asshole. You clench down in fear and it withdraws momentarily before sneaking higher and skirting over your pussy. Your legs shake as you try to close them, but the tentacles hold firm.

One of them goes for your mouth, but this one seems different than the others. Its tip is rounded and dark, as as it closes in you notice it seems to be oozing some sort of dark liquid. You try to fight it off, twisting your head side to side, but more tentacles hold you firm and it's not long before it forces its way into your mouth.

The liquid is sour at first, but as it begins to leak down your throat, you find it tastes... Sweeter and sweeter, until you shamefully start to suck at the tentacle cock it throat fucks you with. Soon you realize that the pointy ended tentacles have used your distraction to hone in on your vulnerable cunt, and they rub over your clit eagerly.

A larger one starts to enter your pussy hole, teasing and edging in, before another joins and together they start to thrust into you deeply. Filling you, but not enough to please the growing warmth in your belly. You squirm and move your hips, unable to deny how horny the actions of this monster make you.

You clench around them with a small orgasm that leaves you wanting more, but then a larger, much larger tentacle cock similar to the one slowly fucking your mouth appears between your thighs. Pre cum dribbles from its tip, and the two in your hole withdraw as it takes their place.

Muffled pleas for help are garbled on the cock in your mouth, and you moan pitifully as the huge tentacle cock begins to stretch your tiny cunt open. Tears leak from your eyes as the beast holds you still. Any attempts to free yourself are plainly futile.

The head pops in, making way for several inches of purple tentacle to follow, and your eyes are wide with horror as you watch them disappear inside you quickly. Your pussy clenches down as the sensation of being fucked open overwhelms you. You realize that the soaked tentacles which had prepared your cunt have now retreated to your only unoccupied hole.

They tease and push against you, teasing the waters as your mind is flooded by whatever it is in the cum of this monster that's making you feel so tingly and hot. When they realize you offer no true fight, they waste no time and the first one, still soaked by your cunt, spears into your tight little ass.

It burns briefly before the small tentacles on your nipples start to play with you even more intently, and your mind is sated by pleasure again. The other tentacle joins its friend in filling your ass, and you're so stuffed you can't believe your mind.

Moaning loudly, you roll your hips to meet its thrusts, soaking in the feeling of its warm precum squirting inside you before it suddenly pulls free, and you almost sob in dismay.

To your arousal stained horror, the tentacles in your ass also leave your body and the tentacle cock descends to your shuddering ass. Your legs are pulled up towards your ears, and spread as far apart as they can go as it nudges against your puckered hole. Your head shakes with renewed vigor, but nothing can stop the cock as it pushes into you.

It spreads you open in a way you didn't know possible, and your eyes are rolled so far into the back of your head you don't see the new cock coming for your pussy until it's already slipping it's fat head into your hole. You look and almost faint at the sight, it's got to be twice the size of the previous one.

The third tentacle cock fucks into you slowly, your hole straining against it but also sucking it back in whenever it pulls away. You're lost to the sensation of your little holes being stretched beyond what should be humanly possible when all three begin to speed up. Dimly you realize that the two cocks have made a notable bump in your squishy stomach. The sight makes you cum so hard you see stars.

It fucks you for what feels like hours, and you orgasm more than you can count. Eventually the monster lets out some sort of rumble that takes you from your fucked out state and brings you a small amount of awareness.

What you realize makes you squirm again, twisting against your living bonds. You want to beg, whether to be freed or for more you're not sure. Numerous lumps in the tentacle cocks in your pussy and ass seem to rush toward you, and you moan pitifully against the one in your mouth.

Eggs.

Thrusting faster as it cums, the three tentacles bury themselves as far inside you as possible. Hips bucking as you cum too, the one in your pussy seems to change in that instant, narrowing and sinking itself inside your cervix.

You scream around the one in your throat, blacking out momentarily but coming back to the feeling of the first egg as it strains against your pussy hole. The ones going to your ass get stuck too, but it's the one pushing against your cunt that pops in first. You shake and tremble as they force their way inside your little body, doing unknown things to your cervix and filling your womb.

Their transition to your body is made easier by the tentacle monsters cum as it floods into you as well. Warming you, relaxing you. The eggs softly plop together, rolling around in your womb and ass, making room for the ones that follow. This seems to go on forever, and you watch your belly stretch and expand, growing bigger and rounder as the eggs fill you beyond measure.

Even after the eggs run out, and your slightly bumpy belly blocks the view of the cocks in your body, they still thrust idly into you, random spurts of cum making your eyes roll back and your body tighten with another weak orgasm.

It continues forever, into darkness, where the only light is the stars above you and the glowing purple being that owns your body and soul.

You apparently doze, waking near morning. The cock in your throat, while eggless, still pumps cum directly into your stomach at seemingly random intervals.

Undoubtedly a nutrient source for the mother.

You.

[illmasc]

i want a partner that’s like an animal. humping me and trying to breed me constantly like a dog—even at an inopportune moment, like when i’m sleeping, or washing the dishes. i want to tell them, “sweet thing, not now,” and be ignored. i want them to apologize for being a slave to their instincts—they can’t think straight, can’t think of anything else but knocking me up. i want a partner that is pathologically obsessed with getting their cum in me as frequently as possible.

[smarteoasis]

no thoughts, just jungwon being obsessed with his bestfriend's boobs, laying on them when he's tired.. using them as a soft cushion for his head.

subtly kissing the exposed skin through your tanktop when you're asleep.

jungwon tugs your tanktop down gently, making sure not to wake you, eyes widening at your perky nipples.

he curiously licks one of the nubs, almost moaning at the sensation. hoping you don't wake up, jungwon wraps his lips around it and starts sucking like a baby.

after some minutes of his dirty behavior, you stir awake. at first, you're confused and maybe a little angry. but seeing jungwon's desperation makes you hornier than you'd like to admit.

once he notices you're awake, he can't find the power to stop. he slobbers all over your tits, nibbling on the nubs gently with his teeth.

jungwon's a certified boobs enthusiast.