#Dumb puppies think anything going into their mouth is a treat!

[peppermintmochafem]

Thank you for using my holes and filling me up mommy, I’m so lucky to be a set of holes for your pleasure.

And yes I have a big oral fixation :) you won’t need to train me at all to get me to love having my mouth used. Put anything near my mouth and I’ll happily start sucking on it, and doing that is enough to get me hard and make me moan a little (or a lot). Sometimes I like to suck on a dildo while I’m touching myself cuz I just need something in my mouth so bad

-🎾

hi that's precious!! Actually rhat is really pathetic when you think about it! You are so desperate and needy that you need both your holes filled to get yourself off?? I'm glad your body knows what you're good for <3

[starkeyisthelastname]

how would trailerpark!rafe act of he caught reader talking to a boy her own age?

he doesn’t like it.. which leads to some dirty sex to make you remember he’s the only one you need to be talking to. 💦

You’d be doing one of your normal cookie runs around the trailer park, little white basket in hand as you skipped along as happy as can be. The boy would live a few trailers down from yours, and he was about the same age as you. Your mind was constantly on Rafe, as you didn’t know any better but to be attached to him. Meaning you were oblivious to the boy’s flirting, just wanting to show him the treats you made. You were naturally a happy person, your pretty smile always flashing and thick lashes batting.

Rafe’s beat up pickup came to a screeching halt in front of the boy’s trailer as he saw you standing there, that punk’s hand practically about to grab your ass. He had ran around the corner to get a pack of cigarettes, and he pulls up to this shit. You were his, didn’t he make that clear? “Get in the truck now.” He called out to you without any emotion on his face, cigarette hanging between his lips.

You saw Rafe, meaning an excited smile lit up your face not knowing he was mad. You waved goodbye to the boy after setting a few cookies down for him and ran over to the truck to get in. Rafe zoomed off without another second, head turning to you for a brief moment before you could even speak. “Hey listen to me real good, yeah? No more givin’ your sweets and shit away around here. Got it?” He said, voice rough.

You heard him and immediately pouted, something you didn’t do very often but couldn’t help it as you didn’t understand. “But, why?” You asked, looking at him now as he focused on pulling into his trailer. He didn’t say a word, instead getting out of the truck and making his way up the crooked steps. Like the lost puppy you were, you scrambled out of the vehicle and followed him inside. “I’m talking to you!” You whined, stomping your feet a little as you walked behind him.

Rafe didn’t like attitudes and you learned that quickly along with why you weren’t aloud to talk to that boy or any boys for that matter anymore. “You are gonna cop a fuckin’ tone with me, after lettin’ that punk try and put his dick in you.” He spat, his massive hand coming down to spank your ass cheek as he pushed himself in. That was the furthest thing from what you were even thinking about when showing off your basket of cookies, he knew that. You were just so naive though and he couldn’t let that limp dick 20 year old even come close to touching your precious self. It was his job to ruin you and make you his little cookie baking trailer park house wife.

You squeaked as he slammed into from behind, your face down into the messy kitchen table. “This sweet cunt is mine. Remember that babydoll?” He gritted out, rough hands yanking head back as he fisted your hair. He began thrusting deeper into your tight hole, picking up his pace as the old wood began to creak beneath you. “You just go dumb on the dick, don’t you sugar? Can’t even fuckin’ speak after a few seconds.” He laughed breathlessly as he watched your beautiful face change.

Your delicate hands held onto the edge of the table, scalp burning as he continued to force your head back to meet his darkened blue eyes. Your mouth fell open, just to let out a gasp as he was so big and you couldn’t do anything but take it. He always made your tummy feel funny, even if you didn’t understand why. You just wanted to be around him all the time and do whatever he said.

“From now on, you don’t fuckin’ question me. If I don’t want you prancin’ around in skank skirts, battin’ your pretty eyelashes so that boys like your little neighbor you got over there thinkin’ they got a chance with you..” He rasped out, watching your eyes roll back as felt you start to clench around him. “Then you fuckin’ listen to me. The only person you bake your goddamn cookies for from now on is me slut.” His words filthy to throw you over the edge.

[hyewka]

Omg for your game beomgyu + hybrid ! Except he’s a bear hybrid since I don’t actually see it often despite him being a bear and though I love puppy hybrid gyu I want to see some bear gyu appreciation 😭🤭🤔

⭑ warnings; hybrid!au, switch!beomgyu, wolf!reader, mean femdom, dubcon, fwb, predator x prey, creampie, use of whore and bitch in demeaning ways, not proofread

⭑ send in a small prompt with the format of (member) + (nsfw prompt) and ill write you a small drabble!

you don't exactly know what the dumb cub's obsession with you comes from. you've never looked at him different than any other predator, and yet he has this weird big crush on you. does he know what's good for him or do all preys really just lack critical thinking?

"you're pretty," he babbles in answer of your question as you purposefully clamp down on his itty bitty thing. all it really has is girth. as expected of a bear.

"no duh. but i'm not the prettiest wolf out there so again, why do you like me so much?"

your eyes shoot open when beomgyu unexpectantly starts bucking his hips into your cunt, without permission. who the hell does he think he is?! you're about to curse him out, but as you lose your composure the faster he humps into your heat, he starts talking again.

"but y-you're the prettiest to me."

it's embarrassing how much those words have an effect on you. the heat that rushes up your cheeks is embarrassing, all of it is embarrassing, you're the one who's supposed to have him blushing and yet the dumb cub is the one having you so flustered. you manage to recover, quickly collecting yourself. you huff, taking it upon yourself to hold his wrists together over his head then using your right hand to trail under his shirt, pinching his nipples. that ought to teach him.

"ow! fuck! that hurt!" he shrieks, tears shooting to water his eyes.

"ill do it again if you act out little grizzly, sit there pliant or ill rip your little teddy ears off." he looks angry, frowning at you with his bottom lip stuck out like the baby he is, but really who is he to act like this? you're the one riding him and exerting all the effort while he sits against a tree. he should be grateful that you aren't a bigger bitch.

he looks like he wants to say something, but he keeps it in as his frown transforms to ecstasy, mouth agape as his brows knit together and god, his facial expression really has you horny, hoping you could at least cum from this too.

then he rips it away from you. again.

"gonna cum, keep going you're sooogood at this--h-ha fuckkk"

you blink dumbfounded, does he really think you'll let his dirty litter in your belly? god what a dumbass.

almost immediately you stop and his glossy eyes fly open, he really looks like the most precious thing as he tries and fails to hump you. "no--no fuck!"

you tsk, letting go of his wrists and getting off his dick, dusting off your top. "hoped you'd last a little longer," you murmur pulling your panties up, indifferent to the fact that you just ruined an orgasm for him and he's squirming to try and get his high back with his hand. you could tell he's failing.

it's almost like a power trip leaving the bear on his ass, ruined to shreds against the tree, hiccuping and panting, legs still spread like a whore-- you're satisfied with your work if anything. so you didn't expect to be hurled with your back against the tree, everything going so fast and seemingly out of nowhere, the light switch terrifying with how dangerously close beomgyus face is to yours, with your wrists pinned.

"god you're such a bitch," he growls lowly, and you shiver, for the first time seeing his canines in a more predatory light. "want me to treat you like one? throw you around and give it to you rough like all the asshole predators?"

you don't let your weakness show, trying to bury down your fear. "let me go if you know what's good for you beomgyu." you warn trying to stare him down with the same intense look. it's not as effective as it usually is because he doesn't stop, tightening his hold.

"want me to use you as a body rag? thats what you want right? will that get you to treat me better than a fucking second class citizen? fuck your pussy and breed you with my cubs?"

with every word, it's like venom, your nose flaring, you're pissed. but yet the last bit stirs something deep in you, it's all confusing. why're you into this? you like toys you can control, not someone so unpredictable. who is he to think he could speak to you like that anyway? just because you haven't killed him the first chance you got and kept him around your circle he's acting out like he's better than you, like you've wronged him. you sneer at him.

"i could brush my knee against your dick and you'd buckle to your knees gyu, that's how weak you are. you wouldn't know a thing about fucking me like a bitch." you whisper, keeping the demeaning smile on your face, trying to ignore the feeling of his nails digging into your skin further and further, no doubt bruising.

you expect it, him attaching himself to you again. no matter how much you get a little mean, his lips still crash onto yours, rough and greedy and grossly passionate, like he's trying to convince you of something. it's different this time, he's not holding back, slipping his hand down your pants not wasting any time to rub at your clit, not waiting for any instructions and your body is reacting.

"so wet." he sighs into the feeling of your pussy, squeezing in a second, then a third. "what a whore."

he's fast, he's experienced with his fingers, he knows exactly what you like and it's all your fault for instructing him this entire time. he always had a glint to his eyes, like he'd snap and take you himself. and you guess today was his last straw.

"fuck, beomgyu, i-i'm gonna cum.." it's humiliating, but your pussy clenches around his slender fingers, and you could hear him whimpering, like this gets him off too. even when he's the one in control, he's still as desperate.

suddenly, like your warning is the call he's been waiting for, he turns you back to have your body against the tree, and you know he wants to go along his promise to breed you. suddenly you feel the emptiness of his fingers, and you're about to complain before he takes both your wrists in his hand, having them behind your back, his dick proding your entrance. "ready bitch?"

"beomgyu i swear if you cum inside of me-"

he doesn't listen, of course he doesn't. your tits bounce with each and every thrust and you just hope to the gods that nobody finds you like this. he's totally gone savage, trying to drill his cock deep into your pussy, whispering all sorts of filthy words. if everything before wasn't a big whiplash this was it.

even when you orgasm around his dick, he isn't satisfied. "beomgyu-fuck! stop please it h-hurts-"

"im not stopping until i have your tummy filled. ill make you have my babies." he says with so much conviction, his breath staggering.

"for the last time we can't breed dumb cub!" is what you wish you could say but all you're capable of with the mush state of your mind is intelligible moans. he's as fast and ruthless, playing with your tits when he can, not missing a second to kiss all over your neck.

you've lost to beomgyu of all people, how humiliating.

note; I haven't read over this but hopefully it's okay, crossing my fingers 😭

[k1ss0fjudas]

untitled mean lucifer fic

(first time posting something like this anywhere but regardless of that, enjoy. all lowercase and not beta-read. just slightly edited wordvomit pretty much. written and uploaded on mobile.)

tags/cw: nsfw, lucifer being mean, gender neutral reader/mc, dub-con (implies that lucifer wouldn't stop if you asked him to but only bc he knows whats best for u. ur rlly into it i promise), degradation + name-calling, puppy play, creampie, spanking (a little), breeding mention but not too in-detail - thats abt all i can think of.

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lucifer fucks you like he hates you.

when he allows you to warm his bed he makes sure you know it is a mercy on his part to even let you touch him, let alone in the haphazard, careless way you do— impatient and needy and pathetic.

an excitable, dumb puppy is the image he always circles back to; especially when you're on your knees and peering up at him with those wet, lost eyes of yours— tongue out and panting like a bitch in heat for a taste of his cock. you're so pitiful.

aw, don't look so sad. there's always a fondness for you nestled in his chest. who can blame him when you're such a tantalizing little thing? you're simply too endearing to ignore. you were made for him; made to be picked up by his own two hands and have him break you into something fun.

he knows you won't disappoint. mammon can talk all he wants with that idiotic mouth of his, you are lucifer's pet, and being lucifer's pet means that you will always entertain him without fail. it's what good pets like you live for. you really think lucifer would settle for anything less?

and what a good little pet you are, making such sweet sounds when he truly starts the process of breaking you in, bending you over the bed— ass up and face down so you can be properly bred and mounted like the dirty little mutt you are.

his hands are tight around your hips in case you decide to run away. you have a tendency to believe that you have any say in how lucifer plays with you. it's nothing a little punishment can't fix.

when light spankings aren't enough to tame you he pulls on your hair and makes it hurt, tormenting you even more with a mean little chuckle when you whine at him for 'being too rough'. if he's feeling especially evil he'll chastise you with a heavy slap to your ass to remind you that a "good little whore takes cock with no complaints." dumb cocksleeves like you always remember your place after a few good and hefty slaps.

and what kind of owner would he be if he didn't cum inside and mark you as his? you know he's reaching his limit when he starts to breathe a little heavier— huffing and puffing through clenched teeth as he presses your face even deeper into the bed. if you bitch and moan he might even try to suffocate you a little just as a reminder that you are his puppyslut to fuck and abuse. not even you can tell him how to use your holes, whether it be to satisfy him or to simply breathe.

you should be thanking him, really. you like to pretend you hate it when he's mean to you like this but he feels the way your fuckhole squeezes around him when he is.

it's okay, he'll treat you the way you deserve.

and what you deserve is to be collared and leashed, fucked and bred, used and abused. all of that is something lucifer can provide so make sure you lay there and take it all when he suddenly pushes balls deep inside you and cums. it's hot and so thick and there's just so much of it that you can barely hold it. you should pray to whatever there is out there that it won't leak onto the bed, unless you want lucifer to click his tongue and scold you, muttering something to himself about how he "should have known that a stupid whore like you would be incapable of doing something as simple as being a cumdump."

what a shame, really. oh well. that only means that you're going to have to be pumped full of cum for the next few hours until you learn to be a proper cumrag. aw, don't look so scared, puppy. you're only going to turn lucifer on even more.

in fact, he's already hard and rearing to go, pressing his tip against your freshly broken-in hole. he'll fuck you even rougher and he'll be so smug watching you struggle beneath him. aw, trying to run away again? that simply won't do.

now be a good little bitch and take it.

[la2yn0va]

Feixiao neglecting her crush

Notes: Reader is a cloud knight.

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Shocked. She shocked she’s feeling this way. Feixiao never even thought about having a sweetheart, her whole life since joining the cloud knights was to become the piercing arrow of the hunt.

She’s genuinely unsure and scared, she doesn’t want this, nor does she NEED it… so, she ignores you, she leaves you alone, neglecting you.

Even when she gives speeches and/or promotes cloud knights to higher ranks. She still ignores you and/or keeps your promotion and quick short.

She can’t help it, your pretty face, your beautiful eyes, your smooth hair, she can’t stop looking at you… and that makes you dangerous.

Eventually, people do start noticing her strange behavior towards you, even you. To say it wasn’t affecting you would be a dumb lie.

Why was the great Merlin’s claw ignoring you? You weren’t just another number in the cloud knights, you were exceptionally powerful! Strong enough to take out an entire platoon of borisin, abundance creatures, and the disciples of sanctimonious.

Others that were jealous of you used this to their advantage. Taunting you and throwing insults at you. Jiaoqiu and moze decided to confront feixiao on her strange behavior, as they noticed the malice glint in the eyes of the knights jealous of you.

Feixiao tried to deny any difference in the way she treated you, but Jiaoqiu and moze were persistent and interested in her strange behavior. So, she caved in.

Meanwhile, you had to deal with multiple annoying voices of jealous and bitter people. Course, you didn’t care about them, but their words were simply affecting you.

The great Merlin’s claw of yaoqing knows he’s ‘just a fraud’ and other sanctimonious bullshit. If anything, it was just annoying at this point. 

Jiaoqiu: General…you have a ..crush on him?

Feixiao: No… it’s just puppy love. It’ll go away. It has to.

Jiaoqiu: General, you don’t have to be ashamed of a crush. In fact I think it’s good for you. And well.. he is an exceptional talent.

Feixiao: I never said he wasn’t. He’s easily a generational talent. Impressive strength, speed, and intellect… but, the fact I find him attractive still poses as a danger.

Jiaoqiu: A danger? Is that why you neglect him? You view your attraction to him as a threat…or weakness?

Feixiao: Stop talking about it. This conversation is over.

She stood up and walked away, not wanting to talk about her ‘attraction.’ Jiaoqiu smiled in amusement, before looking at moze and thanking him sarcastically for the back up. Moze simply shrugged.

Feixiao sighed, holding a hand up to her forehead. Being confronted by her sudden crush DID NOT HELP. She walked without direction. Simply taking a walk towards…somewhere.

She eventually walked into the training barracks, stopping as she saw YOU there. Great. The one person she didn’t want to see.

She tried to leave but stopped, she froze as she saw you training. She watched as you expertly performed your moves on the air, watching as you fought with an invisible enemy, watching as the artificial moon somehow made your skin shine beautiful, with your sweat helping in the beauty that was you.

She stood there, staring at you and for the first time, completely taking in your appearance. Her eyes widened and her mouth agape, She didn’t think anyone could be this attractive.

She stopped as she saw a person walking up to you. She hide behind the wall and listened in to your conversation.

M/n: Oh. It’s you, again.

Knight: Out here training again? Why bother? We both know you won’t get the generals attention.

M/n: Uh-huh.

You said dismissively, which made the knight more irritated. Feixiao listened with interest. You…wanted her attention..?

Knight: Act as nonchalant as you want. We both know you’ll be stuck as a platoon leader since the general will neglect you and you’ll never advance any further.

Feixiao’s lips pursed, how could she be so blind to all this? Ignoring you for her own betterment had damaged you and made malicious knights like that one verbally hurt you.

M/n: You do that. I’m planning to resign anyway.

She froze. You? Resign…? Her eyes widened and her body shook with regret. Knowing this whole thing was all her fault.

Knight: Oh~? Giving up are you? Smart. Your fate in the military was already sealed when the Merlin’s claw threw you to the side.

M/n: So? At least I don’t need that generals attention go validate MY existence.

That seemed to really agitate the knight to the peak. He threw a punch towards m/n, feixiao moved to get ready and block the attack for you, but stopped as she saw you grab his fist.

She watched as you yanked him forward and slammed a fist against his face. Then kicking your knee up against his chin before letting him fly up, grabbing his ankle and yanking him back down onto the cold hard concrete, knocking him unconscious and letting blood fall from him.

She cursed at this scene, debating weather or not to walk onto the scene and make herself known. She stopped as she saw you look up in the sky, your eyes showing that his words did strike a cord.

M/n: General Feixiao….why do you hate me?

You questioned loud enough for her, making her ears visibly fall. She didn’t even look concerned for the other knight you had beat down.

She could only feel disgust that SHE had done this. What kind of a general was she…? She tried to be the piercing arrow of the hunt, yet she was running away from a unique fight.

She swallowed her thoughts before walking out, knowing she had to fix this. She looked down at the knight, wondering if she should even pick him up and take him to a nearby medical barrack.

She decided to wait, facing you. She’d be lying if she said the look in your eyes didn’t pain her. The look of disdain and surprise that she was actually here made it clear to her that she needs to take a lot of time with him.

M/n: What’re you doing here.

Feixiao:…A person had reported someone was violating curfew. I came to see who it was.

M/n: Oh. Great. So you’re here just to yell at me.

Feixiao cursed to herself, realizing her words weren’t the best ones she could’ve chose.

Feixiao: N-no. I was here this one. Looks like you already took care of it.

M/n: Whatever.

Feixiao: W-Wait—!

She grabbed your wrist for a quick second before letting go, genuinely shocked that she grabbed his wrist. He looked back, ticked off that she NOW wanted to notice him.

M/n: What do you want?

Feixiao: I……I wanted to apologize.

M/n: Huh?

Feixiao:…I know it may have seemed I hated you. But it was nothing like that… it’s…complicated…I know that it’s vague, but it’s all I can say right now. I’m sorry… I ask you to not resign from the military. You’re a powerful asset to the future of the xianzhou.

M/n: …whatever.

He said, walking away. She stared with hurt, a pain greater than any physical pain she’d felt in her whole life. Seeing you so dismissive of her was…..torturous.

As time passed, she healed her relationship with you. She let you come on missions with her, she promoted you to your rightful rank of lieutenant.

Feixiao would desperately want YOUR attention. She hated that she had made you neglect her, and she despised herself for it. It’s a crime she’ll never forgot nor forgive.

But eventually, she does manage to make you have a stable relationship with you. And she starts to let loose around you.

Feixiao would desperately need your attention and your touch. She loved your presence, smile, feel, scent. She was undoubtedly obsessed with you.

-The end-

I got bored.

[malleusfucker]

private study session

i have a shit ton of uni work but is writing smut of this man more important i think so

i live and breathe for asshole malleus y’all don’t even understand that man is a smug bastard

synopsis: your grades have been plummeting. bad. so much so that if you don’t improve, you might have to end up retaking the yearーwhich you definitely don’t want. no matter how hard you study and revise by yourself, nothing seems to stick. that was until you built up the courage to ask your close friend, malleus, if he could tutor you.

warnings: smut/nsfw, degrading, choking, lowkey hate sex, overstimulation, unprotected sex, mating press, reader is afab but no gender or pronouns are explicitly specified

word count: 2.8k

“oh-ho? and what makes you believe that my time will not be wasted?"

“it won’t, i swear! …please, malleus, just this once. i might have to retake the year if i don’t improve.” you shifted your feet nervously, continuing your embarrassing attempt at trying to convince the dragon fae to lend you just a slither of his intelligence. you weren’t one to beg, but at this pointーyou had to. of course, being the only non-magic student to have miraculously enrolled into NRC, it was a given your grades would be subparーbut not to this extent.

"and we certainly don't want that, do we?"

malleus's tone was condescending, apparently relishing the sight of you pleading for his help in front of him. his lips curved into a grin, and he cocked his head to one side. “i mean… that would be unfortunate if you needed to repeat the year. i do enjoy the lessons i have with you, child of man.”

your eyes widened as if he were finally giving in to your wish, like a puppy seeing a treat for the first time. “then? then…!? will you help me, malleus?”

malleus seemed thoughtfully contemplative for a few seconds. you were sure you saw a glimpse of something in his eyes for a single second. something menacing.

“fine. i’ll accept your request, child of man. you’re quite the lucky one, you know? not everyone can say that they’ve had me as their personal tutor.”

personal tutor, huh? it didn’t sound bad when he put it like that.

it was 6 p.m. malleus agreed to assist you back at your own dormーwhich surprised you slightly, but you didn’t mind. if anything, it only meant that evening was about to be spent without any disturbances.

…

it became clear that malleus was going to spend hours tutoring you like he stated he would. you sat pitifully looking at the pages in front of you as he poured information into your ears that amounted to little more than background noise. he was in the seat next to you. his body, though, was stiff. with one leg over the other and his arms crossed, it felt like being lectured about how dumb you are. 

maybe this wasn’t a good idea.

but it was probably too late to back out of it now.

snap

“are you ignoring me, child of man?”

as you heard his fingers snap at you, you quickly brought your eyes back into focus to see a face brimming with frustration and irritation.

“were you even paying attention to a single word i said?”

malleus was furious. with a tone laced with something much more than frustration, you knew you messed up big. the words that came out of his mouth only made the hairs on your arms prick up, feeling your mouth get dry as he leaned in close to your face, seeing the rage in his expression ever more clearly.

he was close. too close. you were so uneasy that you were certain he would smite you on the spot if you said something stupid.

“yes..! i swear i was malleus!”

you felt his stare burn right through you, feeling as though he’d bite off your head any second. all that you could hope was that if you said “yes” enough, maybe he’d let you off easier.

that wasn’t the case.

“am i boring you? is a human’s time for daydreaming more important than mine?”

you started to shake in your seat, your heart in your throat.

“you have a lot of nerve, child of man. taking my generosity for granted, really, you are bold.”

he drew even nearer until his face was almost brushing yours. all you could do was tremble and pray that he wouldn't actually murder you at this very moment. suddenly feeling paralysed, you couldn't even gather the energy to defend yourself.

he pressed a finger on your foreheadーhardーwatching you practically unravel in front of him.

“what will it take, child of manーfor you to listen? how can we make the time left today not utterly pointless?”

he remained far too close to your face for your liking. whilst your body was about to give way any second, you couldn’t help but feel your face heat up for some strange reason. you’ve never seen malleus so close up before, it was almost an honour. you wanted to shake these stupid, borderline dangerous thoughts away, but you almost felt in awe at the anger he was expressing to youーas bad as that was.

“hoh? got nothing to say? heh, it’s almost as if you’re trying to anger me. you’re certainly the first to do such a thing, child of man.”

he moved his finger from off your forehead to your jaw, resting it under your chin as he slowly tilted your head up to look at him. you gave him a glazed-over look. it was as if every single thought in your head suddenly turned off, rendering you speechless and still. feeling his finger touch underneath your chin, you couldn’t help but sweat, your face becoming more flushed by the second.

“hmm, your face is heating up. am i embarrassing you, child of man?”

malleus was. 

but even with all that embarrassment that was thoroughly washing through your entire body, you could sense a faint sensation of excitement starting to bubble. were you the masochistic type? did you actually enjoy getting humiliated by him? perhaps not, but seeing him get so riled up over youーhis face inches away from your ownーhey, maybe dying at the hands of someone like him wouldn’t be…too bad.

though, in the end, you could never hide things from malleus. if he couldn't detect your excitement from your face, something else revealed it for you. the slits in his eyes thinned, he glared at you. he could smell, ever so slightly, a hint of your arousal.

“...my. do you have a death wish?”

as soon as those words left his lipsーyou blinkedーsuddenly finding yourself having been thrown onto your desk, your back slamming onto the hardwood.

you gasped as you abruptly came out of your trance and felt him securely hold your legs as he towered over you. malleus wasted no time in entertaining those lewd thoughts your body was so clearly showingーwith a simple snap of his fingers, your clothes vanished and fell beside you. to say you were shocked to see this sudden change in him would be an understatement. you couldn’t tell what he was thinking, with how fast everything was moving, you could say he was eager butーwith that expression…

it looked as if your mere presence disgusted him.

malleus slid his hand up over your neck, wrapping his long fingers around it before slowly squeezing as he spoke.

“heh. child of man, give me one good reason why i shouldn’t kill you right here.”

your body was shaken to its core. that voiceーthat sentence alone made you feel faint. you pathetically flailed your arms around, weakly trying to release the grip he was slowly tightening on your neck. the pressure around your throat distracted you from how vulnerable you looked under him right now. naked and shiveringーmalleus started to grin and leaned close to you, gently planting a kiss on your forehead. it was strange. the kiss felt so soft on you, yet the pain you felt merely inches away couldn’t have been more different.

he laid tiny wet kisses down your forehead and jaw before snatching his other hand and slipping it between your legs, gently teasing your wet folds. something about the contrast between his touch and his kisses made you melt; you felt yourself slump lower and lower onto the desk as you embarrassedly leaked all over it. “...malleus- i’m- i’m sorry-” you wheeze, still trying to release the vicious hold he had on your neck.

his face stayed close to you, and he suddenly licked a long stripe up your neck and jaw. the sudden sensation made you twitch, moaning slightly at how warm and wet his forked tongue felt against your bare flesh.

“it’s all too late to apologise now.”

“tutoring you was an utter waste of time. now, i’d much rather try something else.”

before you could even attempt to reply, he let his hand from your neck free. you gaspedーsuddenly feeling your naked, trembling body be dragged to the edge of the desk. your mind was racing so much that you failed to hear the sound of his belt suddenly slamming against the ground. you stared off at the ceiling, your lip quivering. the whole thing seemed like a dream, albeit a strange one. your rational mind refused to accept the reality of the situationーbut your body...had never felt so hot before. it felt unbearable; you needed to be relieved. and luckily, malleus was there, leaning over with his gaze searing through you evermore.

he forcefully propped your shaking legs up against his waist with one hand, immediately snatching your face to make you look at him. however, for a moment, it looked as if he had forgotten what had led you two to be in such a predicament and simply loomed over you, staring at you. his gaze almost switched to a softer one, feeling the urge to gently caress your cheek. though that was quickly discarded, and immediately that familiar look of disgust soon reappeared on his face.

malleus moved his hips closer to yoursーfinally feeling his hard erection brush against your twitching core; you wincedーwishing you could throw your arms around him and bring him even closer to you.

malleus, however, was not in the mood to be so courteous to you and certainly didn't want to take up any more time than had already been lost.

without any preparation, you suddenly felt malleus drive one of his cocks into you. you screamed out, feeling him sliding and bottoming out of you with just one thrust. swiftly, with three of his fingers then violently thrust into your mouth, you gagged and choked, tears beginning to spill down your cheeks, 

“bite down. good students know not to be noisy.”

you tried to pathetically choke out to malleus that it was too muchーyour body shook and convulsed from the agonising splitting pain of his long, hard cock bullying its way into you, poking and prodding at your cervix. you sank your nails into the desk, biting down hard on his fingers as he pushed and slammed his hips into you, your cries for help becoming louder by the second. within minutes of him thrusting into you, you felt pressure rapidly build in your stomach, causing you to clench and squeeze against him. 

“oh? what’s this? don’t tell me you’re going to cum already?”

you wailed, but his insulting remarks just made you feel worse about your own increasing arousal. still choking on his fingers, you nodded frantically when you then felt sharp cramping throughout your body as if you were about to cum. he swiftly slipped his fingers out while he was still thrusting into you just so he could hear your pitiful cries. 

you felt your body shudder against the desk as a wave of scorching hot pleasure swept over you, pouring and seeping down onto the hardwood under you. you tried to catch your breath, gagging and choking as you already felt so sore and painful from just one orgasm. but it was obvious that malleus wasn't through with you just yet. it was, if anything, just the start.

he gave you time to calm down, your breath slowly easing as you shut your eyes, thinking this torture had reached its end. 

of course, malleus would not let you off that lightly. his rage persisted and seeing you believe that this punishment was over just made him more spiteful.

he leaned in, his breath hot, “i’m so glad you’re enjoying yourself. now put your arms around me.” his tone was once again mocking, but this time it felt more serious, like everything you did would simply enrage him more.

he suddenly forced you into a mating press, your legs wedged up against your chest as you struggled to wrap your trembling arms around his head. you cried out and started to think that your body wouldn’t be able to handle thisーthat he might actually break you.

as he started to softly drive into you, drawing more weak and muffled groans from your lips, your hands connected to the base of his horns, clutching and scraping your nails across them. he started off slow, almost giving a relaxing quality to his thrusts as he softly kissed your forehead and smiled sweetly against your face, much to your surprise. your body relaxed as a result of his sudden shift in attitude, enjoying the fleeting moments of him lovingly moving his hips against yours, which were only going to abruptly come to an end.

your eyes were closed, not being able to see the horrific smile malleus suddenly had across his face. you assumed that the strange sadistic side of him had long since vanished, as evident by your voice becoming moans of pure pleasure rather than of pain. regardless of his disposition, he enjoyed seeing you this way. seeing how you moaned so quietly and softly only made the urge to completely ruin you that much stronger.

“are you enjoying this?”

you slowly opened your eyes, malleus still gently pushing into you as you lazily nodded, whimpering as the pleasure inside you continued to become greater. “mmm…malleus. it feels so good…don’t stop.” 

“heh. so you think you can tell me what to do? your disrespect truly knows no bounds.”

your growing sense of pleasure abruptly gave way to a dreadful fear as he pushed your legs higher onto your chest and over his shoulders, making it clear that he was absolutely certain you couldn't get away. not understanding what he meant, your lip began to quiver, only for him to rid you of your confusion by suddenly thrusting into you aggressively. you screamed out, tears soon welling in your eyes again as he gave you no time to acclimate to the sudden pace. he licked his lips, savouring the view of you struggling and wailing underneath him as he gradually began to envelop your neck with his fingers. he hovered his face close to yours, sticking his long, forked tongue out before sloppily kissing your lips, still continuing his ruthless pace. you groaned under him, feeling yourself beginning to choke from both his tongue and his fingers, which were slowly beginning to squeeze your throat once again.

it was all far too muchーyour vision starting to blur, and all of your senses drowning and bleeding into one another as he kept pounding his thick cock into you, causing you to harshly grip and pull his hair. 

he immediately drew his face back and tutted at you, but seeing the way your eyes began to roll into the back of your head only made him want to quicken his paceーif it was even possible. 

“haha…perfect. so perfect…”

the words coming out of his mouth didn’t make sense. he was praising you yet abusing you with every thrust and squeeze of your body, not even giving you a chance to cry out as your head slowly began to feel faint. all of the pain and pleasure made you lose your mind, feeling your orgasm approaching rapidly as he started to lick and nip at your ears. 

he throbbed and twitched inside of you and felt his own climax begin to rise, eventually making the decision to be generous enough and remove his vice-like grasp from around your neck. you gasped and cried out, finally able to breathe and mewling as a result of his cruel touch. 

“malleus...ーpleaseーit’s too…ーmuch... ’m gonna-” he smiled at your pleas, pressing your legs harder against your chest, allowing him to thrust even deeper into you.

“heh, are you going to cum? haha…then do it. cum for me.”

it seemed as if he had put you under a spell with how immediate and intense your orgasm was, your walls clenching down on his throbbing cock with tears dripping down your chin. you felt the sensation of hot, burning pleasure wrack through your body once again, not even hearing your own screams from how strong it was.

malleus didn't even allow you to come down from your high. instead, he kept pushing to reach his own climax, feeling his body start to shudder and throb as he kissed you. “i’m…close…you’ll allow me to cum inside of you, won’t you? i know you will.” 

you didn’t even care anymoreーyour legs continued to shake and tremble as you feebly nodded with your eyelids flickering. it seemed like malleus would fulfil his word, for a few seconds later, he let out a moan as he unleashed and pumped copious loads of white cum into you, causing you to whimper as you felt him completely fill you up.

his breathing evened almost immediately. wiping the sweat from off your face, he delicately slid his cock out from inside of you to admire his work, gazing at the way your body jerked with his cum spilling and gushing out of your abused hole.

…

“heh. maybe tutoring you every week won’t be so bad after all.”

[dream-a-dream-for-me]

Clicker training puppy!Art has been the only thing revolving in my mind rn, so i treat you all to this

He felt so humiliated and exposed when you two first tried it. Looking up at you with those cute puppy ears, the headband covered by his hair, the puppy tail plug resting on the floor as he kneels. his wet pink tongue lolling out, beginning to drool while his arms bend at the elbow, fingers curling, wrist bent as though he were begging like the good dumb bitch he is. to top it all off, a collar is wrapped around his pale throat with a little gold tag that hangs down, reading "property of" with your name centered in capitalized bold letters under it.

"Who's a good boyyy?" You tease in an extremely condescending tone, exactly like you were talking to an actual dog. as much as he hates to admit it, his cock does kick, starting to grow half hard as he blushes in embarrassment, turning his head to break eye contact with you. Clicking your tongue, you grab his chin with two fingers, forcing him to look at you. 

"Look at me, and answer, mutt. Are you a good boy?" Your tone is soft, but he knows you're dead serious, "Speak, puppy, speak!" You encourage, grinning down at him. He moves his head forward slightly before letting out a tiny bark and his blush some how deepens.

Immediately you praise him, pushing the button on the clicker a few times, making sure he hears it before you give him his reward. "That's right, baby! You're such a good, good, dog! I think, for listening so well, you should get a treat. Don't you agree?" 

Again, he barks softly and you pet his head, scratching his scalp lightly before spreading your legs, letting him get a perfect view of your soaking cunt. He stares at your pussy, drool falling from the tip of his tongue and onto his chest, but he doesn't notice, too enthralled with your body. he rips his eyes away from your core, looking up at you expectantly, it takes a begging whine from him for you to realize what he's waiting for. Your permission. 

Grinning at how well you've trained him, you nod "Go ahead, Art, it's your treat." the second those words escape your lips he drops his hands down to the floor instead of gripping your thighs to keep himself stable, knowing he hasn't earned the right to touch you yet. then, he buries his face in between your thighs, lapping at your pretty cunt, taking your clit in his mouth and sucking on it. Anything that will give you pleasure. 

Burying his tongue deep in your cunt, his eyes hazy and unfocused, the only thing on his mind right now is making you cum. god, he lets out the sweetest whimpers when you pull his hair, his tongue working faster around your clit, needing you to use him. when you're about to cum, you click your tongue against your teeth twice, just as you'd do to get any dog's attention. His eyes flick up and catch sight of the clicker held up in your hand, immediately moaning into your pussy like an absolute slut. "Mhm, that's right sweetheart, m'gonna cum and you can lap it allll up!" he whines again, eyes wide with excitement. If he had a tail it'd be a blur with how fast it'd be wagging. 

Yanking his hair and grinding against his face as you cum, clicking the button three times again next to him, needing that noise to be ingrained in his mind. like a good boy, he doesn't waste a drop<3 

He doesn't stop until you pull him away, even then he tries to lick your cum off of his own face. "go on puppy, use your paws" he cocks his head to the side, confused for a second before he understands. wiping at his face with the back of his hand before licking it off. he looks so cute that you have to use the clicker again, only two this time but it's starting to rile him up anyways. His gorgeous cock hanging hard between his soft thighs, "oh? are you needy, baby? you need mommy to milk you?" he pushes his face into your thigh nodding slightly while blushing hard at your tone, so embarrassed that he gets off on this. 

"Up! On the bed, you're allowed," He crawls to the side, rubbing his face on your leg for a second before pulling himself onto the bed. "Roll over!" he falls back onto the bed, keeping his legs and arms up and bent at the joint. you laugh at how cute he is, running your hand up and down his thigh before moving to his soaking wet cock. 

He throws his head back, letting out high pitched moans, trying his hardest to not buck his hips up into your hands. rubbing the pad of your thumb over the slit of his cock, watching how much it leaks out all over your hand. leaning down, you flick your tongue over the slit then take the head into your mouth. his eyes screw shut, fingers clenching and unclenching the sheets, biting his lip while his cute thighs shake. he's always been extremely sensitive<3

He opens his mouth to tell you that he wants to cum, then promptly shuts it, puppies aren't meant to use human words! So he barks, louder than the times before, far more confident, "What is it, pup? Do you need to cum? Is that it?" He nods, barking again and whining, cute face scrunched up, so close to cumming. "Go ahead, cum for me. cum for me puppy, make a mess" of course, you use the clicker again and it sets him off, cum bursting from his dick, getting all over your hand and his chest. 

What a dirty pup

[noctuaism]

(pre-established relationship, reader and gojo co-parent megumi and tsumiki, just gojo being a fool in love, reader is a little oblivious, megumi and tsumiki are done with them, not edited I’m lazy)

thinking about reader and gojo who co-parent megumi and tsumiki. reader who starts carrying around candy/sweets for the children like I’m thinking candied ginger for megumi because he prefers things with ginger and doesn’t really love sweet stuff too much. maybe for tsumiki something strawberry/cherry/lemon flavored. one time when they’re all out together, reader reaches into their bag and hands megumi candied ginger and tsumiki her flavored candy. gojo obviously pouts because where is his candy??? reader who notices a puppy eyed stare directed at them by the over 200 cm baby that’s standing next to them. reader holds out two types of candy trying to get him to pick one even though he’s already had so many sweets for the day. gojo who pouts harder and whines about where his favorite candy was because how could you ever leave him out like this. reader who gives him a deadpanned stare asking him if he could even pick a sweet item (one that they could reasonably carry around) and gojo who rattles off the name of a random candy that he knows is a pain to get. he’s obvious joking he doesn’t really expect reader to carry around candy for him, he can teleport after all and he can literally get anything and everything he wants (he’s rich and spoiled). So the next time they’re all out together and reader hands the children their treat, gojo is ready to put on another shameless scene about how you forgot about him before he’s stopped by a palm held out to him. he looks down to the candy in front of him and his mouth goes a little dry. reader who hesitantly asks if they had gotten the wrong candy for him and gojo who just continues to stare because he wasn’t really expecting it. just the strongest sorcerer caught by surprise. reader who goes to take their hand back only for the candy to be snatched right out of their palm by the grinning man baby standing in front of them. gojo who grins as obnoxiously as he can to hide the fact that his ears are turning pink and his heart is about to jump out of his chest. reader who gives him a bright smile, happy and oblivious to what they’re doing to him, just glad that he accepted the candy. megumi and tsumiki just giving them the ‘are you serious?’ stare, who cannot believe how dumb their guardians are. just reader and gojo smiling at each other before megumi (who’s really tired of them) tells them that they have to go. reader who spends the rest of the day happy with the little group they consider their family and gojo with an overactive heart thinking he might have to pay a visit to shoko. gojo who later on when he’s alone in his room, the kids have gone to bed in their rooms across from his and you’ve returned to your own apartment not too far from his own, stares at the candy wrapper unable to control the emotions brought on by a mere piece of candy. unable to truly come to terms with the fact that he’s really in love.

[ang3l-fac33]

Sorry if I already sent this in! Was inspired by bambygourl’s fanart and a TikTok I saw (this right here, https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRTkJvGK/ ). Dressing up as Roger and Jessica Rabbit for a costume party with Lucifer. I think he’d be all pouty and grumpy about dressing up as such a silly character and not a suave charming character. Especially since he’d take a look at the white button up, red trousers with suspenders, and blue bow tie with yellow polka-dots and see it as a fashion nightmare XD. And don’t get him started on the bunny ears and tail. Tho his mood is sufficiently uplifted when he sees the reader dressed up as Jessica Rabbit. Low cut red dress with a slit and all. Just imagine pulling on his suspenders or bow tie for a kiss, getting lipstick on his mouth and face, and cooing over how adorable and handsome her honey-bunny is.

i’ve actually never seen who framed roger rabbit so i hope i got a good idea of this!

warnings:not proofread

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there was really no convincing you otherwise, not even his puppy dog eyes worked on you! you even went as far as to use the ‘do it for me and charlie?’ card since the costume party was being hosted at the hotel, and you knew he couldn’t say no to that.

charlie had been super excited to throw this little party, and even expressed how excited she was to see what the two of you would be dressing as. there was no way he could refuse after seeing his daughters excitement. he hated and loved how you knew all his weak points.

so that’s how he ended up in the current situation, standing in front of a mirror with a frown on his face. he already had his roger rabbit outfit on and now was waiting for you to finish dressing up in the bathroom.

as he looked himself over in the mirror a wave of embarrassment washes through him. how could he go out looking like.. this?! he looked goofy! he looked more like a clown than anything else. and do not get him started on the bunny ears and tail!

how was he supposed to go out looking like this? he was the ruler of hell! he should be treated with respect, to be seen in a better costume than this. he was supposed to be feared and intimidating! he’ll only be seen as a joke if he goes out like this!

and not to mention that the outfit and the character itself does not fit him at all. he was charming and suave, not some silly cartoon bunny. it goes against all that he is. and the outfit was a fashion nightmare! he could go on and on about everything that was wrong with this.

he sighed grumpily as he adjusted the suspenders of his outfit, a wave of embarrassment washing over him. he was definitely in charge of picking the outfits next costume party for sure.

“oh honey-bunny, i’m ready!” you called from the bathroom, opening the door and stepping out of it. lucifer groaned and turned around. “i told you not to call me that-“

he had prepared to scold you more for using that dumb nickname, but the words died in his throat upon seeing you in the jessica rabbit outfit. you looked absolutely stunning in your costume! his mouth hung open slightly as he took a good look at you, from the way you had neatly styled your hair to how your body looked in that dress.

you smirked at the way he was looking at you, and you slowly approached him in a similar movement to jessica rabbit. “hm? what were you saying dear?”

lucifer stuttered, a small blush lighting on his cheeks. he was obviously stunned, and didn’t know what to say. “you’re.. beautiful.” is what he managed to stutter out.

you giggled again, a small blush of your own appearing on your cheeks. “thank you dear. you look very handsome.”

that seemed to snap lucifer out of his trance, his stunned expression turning into a pout. he crossed his arms and huffed. “i don’t look handsome, i look totally ridiculous! i can’t believe you talked me into this..”

you sighed playfully and rolled your eyes. lucifer could be so dramatic at times, but you usually let it pass since it was cute. while lucifer was too busy being pouty, you leaned down and hooked a finger around his suspenders, a smirk resting on your lips.

lucifer blinked, looking a little surprised now. he opened his mouth to say something, but was once again stunned into silence when he realized how close the two of you were.

with a hum, you tugged him even closer, both your lips meeting softly. lucifer froze for a moment but was quick to recover, kissing back with a small sigh. the kiss only lasted for a few seconds but when you pulled away lucifer seemed in love all over again. he would never get tired of your kisses, especially when you were so pretty.

“my handsome little bunny..” you cooed, caressing his cheek gently, which made lucifer’s heart leap. he momentarily forgot about his complaints about the nickname and the outfit, leaning into your touch.

“you really think so?” he murmured, his eyes shining. you nodded, giving him a peck on the cheek. “i know so. now are you all ready to go? you don’t want to keep charlie waiting.

lucifer sighed dreamily, seemingly still lost in the moment. “alright..” he said without a fuss, and you smiled. taking his hand, you led him towards the front of the door.

despite looking goofy and unserious in this costume, he knew that he would be having a good time tonight.

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i hope you enjoyed this! <3 it was really fun to write! and thank you for submitting

[chocolatetheoristcloud]

Can I have some heartbreaking, painful Sasuke angst?

(FINALLY A REQUEST!! 😭)

HOUND DOG

Paring: Sasuke x reader

Warnings/tw!:heart break,angst,dark content, friends with benefits,smut,fuck boy Sasuke, gas lighting,we are here for a good time not a long time, bullying elements,modernish AU, cursing.

Ft: Naruto,Kiba, Shikamaru mentions,Shark boy(forgot his name)

How could you be soo dumb...hm? just how could.

I mean the signs were all there,so how?.

He seemed so nice and friendly to you. When you first met.

You though you would,for ONCE in a lifetime finally have a person who cares about you, someone who wouldn't make fun of you and your interest's or or question you on never not smiling.

SOMEBODY to be their for you....

But no.

Here you are watching him make out with another girl.

I mean wasn't it obvious...

Fuck you then vanish, then when you go to see him the other day while he's talking with his friends laughing as he told them what happened the other day between you two, he'd act distant and cold while his friends are giggling behind him.

"Um yeah sorry Y/N.... I'm you know kinda busy with y'know my friends and all... sorry.."

"No no, it's fine we don't have to talk.. yeah sure no problem.."

His friends.....so am I not his friend...?

You though to yourself as you took your leave.

But he'll call you later that saying nothing but sweet nothings.

"I could never hurt you Y/N I hope you know that,....I promise....it's soo gental...plus you get me."

Lie lie lie, all you ever do is lie.

Promises are a ment to be kept, not broken...

And just like that you said nothing.I mean what was there to say your not his and he is not your's.

So like that, you didn't whine like some spoiled fucking hound begging for attention, muzzled up like a good hound dog keeping your mouth shut.You didn't whine, you were well trained.

And like a good hound dog you wouldn't dare the bite the hand that feed's you right

......or else you'll starve.

So like that you said nothing, even tho it hurts.

But that all change when you overhead him talking to his friends about him fingering you.

"Yeah you guys should of seen it, and how she reacted"

Sasuke said with a chuckle

"Wow Sasuke I'm impressed....I never expected Y/N to have sex with you,I mean she's always soo uptight"

"Yeah, Sasuke even I was caught off guard when you told us you got Y/N to fuck you, also I agree with Kiba, Y/N is really uptight and almost never's talks to anyone....so now the question is how the hell did you get her to fuck you!?"

"I mean come on Naruto... have you met me, but yeah I'll have to admit she was really uptight but I'll tho it took me sometime....I eventually got through to her and the rest was like clock work .... even she has a sour look on her face and doesn't talk to anyone...she has some ass and thighs on her for dayssss bro.... not to mention she's like a hound....she wouldn't bit the hand that's feed's her"

"Wow really...if that's true then I'm sure Shikamaru would love her"

"Yeah well, no shit Naruto shit after hearing about her from Sasuke I wouldn't mind fucking her too~"

Suigetsu added as they all laugh

Finally, deciding you with that you decide that you didn't want to have sex with Sasuke again after that. So when he finally hang's out with you and tried to make a move to you onto you this time you didn't hesitate to put a stop to it.

"Look....Sasuke we need to talk"

"About what?"

"About this, I don't wanna do this with you anymore... but we could still be-"

You were cut off.

"Wow Y/N so this is how you treat me, after everything we did together"

"Sasuke stop don't make sound like that you know that's not true"

"What? that you're being such an uptight bitch all of a sudden?"

"What the hell are you talking about,if anything your the bitch! you think I didn't hear what you were talking to your friends... well I did and I don't wanna do this anymore....I thought...I thought we could actually be friends but now I see that you were just using and abusing our friendship.... you don't care for me like I care for you, like any true friend would.... like how you think I'm just some puppy you can come and play with after....well I'm not, I'm not your house pet you jerk!!!"

You said it with your chest, there was no holding back now.

After that you and Sasuke stopped hanging out but that didn't stop him from telling the school he fucked you.

So now but to the question......

How could you be so dumb?

Could it be.... loneliness?

Could it be.....careless?

No it's not

It's not any of those

But you know what it could be....

You

Poor Poor Y/N....you pitiful creature. You finally got some good attention and just like a pound pup who has finally been let out it's cage you below it.

What's the matter? It's your fault for slipping up..... but here you are crying in the girls bathroom in an empty dirty stall crying.

Like a hound crying for it's bone... playing the victim as if you didn't bring it upon yourself....

You could of simply said no.....but like attention seeking puppy you didn't.

So go ahead and cry and whine like a puppy dog.

[hotluncheddie]

gator going so slow down the stairs is sooo <3 poor puppy probably struggles a little with stairs already but stuffed to capacity AND tipsy??? that boy has to go Slow (but still wants his love to wait at the bottom of the case because the little jolt of humiliation at publicly being their slow, lazy, tubby puppy who can’t keep his paws off his belly goes straight to his dick.)

and ohhhhh!!!!! the robe!!!!! they always make those things so small, gator wouldnt stand a chance :3 his love waking up to the sight of him looking like a puffy lil marshmallow is so silly… but nnbgggghhhhh ‘puppy looks overfed and spoiled’ is so 🥴🥴 even when he’s soooo empty he’s plump and round and looks precisely like an overfed pet 🐶 having to prove you’re empty is prime big boy activities.

getting plugged before breakfast !!!! he eats three plates at the buffet, face flushed and eyebrows pinched, rocking his hips a little to grind down on the plug until his sweetheart catches him, leaning in close under the guise of stroking his hair and kissing his cheek, telling him to keep still and behave unless he wants to go back to the room right now and save himself until lunch, and get no snacks before dinner. He barely moves aside from fork to plate to mouth to plate again. They pet at his lower belly under the table, cooing at him and praising him and saying ‘you want mama/daddy to feed you the rest, honey? too full and dumb to do it yourself?’ he can’t do anything but nod and open his mouth for another bite of eggs.

but ohhhhh keeping him at capacity all day on the cruise would be so Easy!!!!!! those things are designed to promote indulgence, so practically thd second gator stops feeling gurgly and achingly full his love could shove a new treat at him.

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i think the public aspect of the situation is a big part of what makes gator so happy!!! like his family had to maintain a particular image and tough reputation, so to be vulnerable and soft and subby in a place with hundreds of other people who barely bat an eye about it makes him feel so good!!!!!!

and when people acknowledge his size it makes his head a little fuzzy and floaty, not sexually, but it kickstarts a shift into his pretty little puppyspace (if he wasn’t already there, because he usually is).

when the bartender slips past him with a ‘’scuse me, big boy’ and a pat to his gut in the busy bar, his knees go a little weak and he nuzzles at his love until they scratch his scalp like a doggy!!!

and when an older lady at the breakfast table next to theirs that his sweetheart befriends shakes his hand warmly and tells his sweetheart conspiratorially ‘i see you’re keeping him well fed’ he pushes down the instinctive urge to yip, settling for a barely noticeable wiggle (wagging his tail, mama/daddy calls it) and slips his big gator pants on juuuust far enough to be able to ask his love ‘can you fix me another plate, baby?’ (he ate three plates of french toast and heavy porridge and pastries and eggs and sausages already). the older lady giggles and gator smiles fondly at the sound of her laugh, his cheeks chubby and pink.

but when he’s sitting on the lounge chair by the pool, shirtless and bronzed and Stuffed, his love leaning on the arm of the chair and sipping at a fruity diet cocktail that they periodically offer to gator (‘gross, babe. should’a got a sugary one’) while they murmur to him about all the fit-as-a-fiddle couples their age that are poolside, telling him ‘they’re all abs and bi’s and tri’s, and you look like you could be the beach ball,’ gator gets Hard. because gator gets hard whenever his love teases him like that, makes him feel like the biggest little puppy on the planet <3

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also i think i remember you saying something about gator occasionally going to the gym with his love (who i like to think goes most days) and im in looooove with that💖🐶 his love in their proper workout gear on the machines, doing cardio and lifting weights and doing yoga, while gator lifts weights then follows them around by the hand, leaning on the treadmill to chat with them while they run, sitting on the floor and sneaking melty chocolate from his gym shorts pocket and ogling his love while they do yoga !!!! cuties

(this went for way too long im so sorry)

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ughhhhhhhh love this love this love everything about itttttttt!!! Like his love teasing him by the pool while gator is stuffed and round and so so so hard is so hottttttt he’s sooooo cuteeeeee!!!!

i think the public aspect would absolutely and completely be a massive thing for gator. based on his past and his family like you said. but also a massive turn on he likes being teased he likes being embarrassed and he likes being a big boy. anyone who looks at him can he his mama/daddys love all over him, all over his chubby cheeks and rounded belly and squishy thighs. they can see what a spoiled puppy he is without even knowing him. and gator loves that. loves being his mama/daddys round sweet puppy boy. stuffed full at the buffet, handing off of their arm as they walk lazily around the boat, gator trying not to squirm to much under his mama/daddys fingers as they spread sunscreen over his round stuffed belly by the pool.

and omg gator would be so so cute going to the gym with his love!!!

they go most days, usually in the morning while gator sleeps in - puppy not a morning person and all the eating really takes it out of him. but maybe two or three times a week gator goes too, putting on his snug shorts and tank sleepily, letting his mama/daddy guide him there by the hand. gator stretches with them, making point of having to heft his squishy belly out of the way to reach certain poses. then they lift weights and do squats, gator likes still being strong, likes being able to lift his mama/daddy up if he really wanted too, likes the way the leg work makes his ass round and plump and firm. but by that point gator is tired, and hungry, and he wants to go eat breakfast and feel his loves hand on his belly and start on the important task of getting tipsy while they laze by the pool.

but his sweetheart insists on ending with some cardio, so gator pouts and leans against their treadmill until they finish. only being good and quiet because they went and got him one of the free protein shakes that the cruise offers at the gyms little snack station - opting for the gaining shake, for bulking, peanut butter and chocolate flavour. high calorie and perfect for their growing puppy. gator sucking in it happily as he listening to his loves breath start to pant, their feet pounding the treadmill. his hand watering to the soft squishy part of lower belly thats been threatening to peak out of his shirt for the past week -‘gator knows it does when he lifts his arms over his head, his mama/daddy telling him so, groaning about it once they got him back to the room, filling gator up before making him shower and change ready to be stuffed full again. Kept full all day long <3

(I’m just, I can’t get over how easy it would be for his to be so so stuffed all day, like an all day stuffing almost every day. I wonder what the list would be if they wrote down everything he managed in a a day - how big he’d be at the end of it. Like how his clothes would fit so differently when he puts them on the the morning compared to the end of the night after everything 🐶💕)

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also cant stop thinking about gators love weighing him 💞 - maybe every week or every two. Not as a big deal, they don’t have goals or anything, but its something fun. Fun for them both to have another way to show his growth, the wild little vacation they’re on, letting themselves fall more heavily into that part of their relationship.

gators favourite thing that his mama/ daddy does though is when they step up flush to his back, looking down over his shoulder and describing how they ‘cant even see the number like this’ - 'puppy's belly is just too big.’

then they lean gator forward, until the numbers become visible to his mama/daddy. 'now you'd be able to see them, getting to big for me baby.' and gator whines, not able to see but he can imagine, imagine himself leaning over to read the scale.

He’s hard and squirming over the act. his hands squishing into his own belly, feeling it spill between his fingers - reaching out so far in front of him now. And when hes stuffed it throws him of balance slightly, filling up his T-shirts more than ever, more than when he first got in the boat. He loves it, loves how big his belly is getting, how big his mama/daddy is making it.

its a moment for them to be close, together in their little game to see what happens to gators body when they play and stuff and let him be down all day. sweet and hungry and pliant for his love. on this once in a lifetime trip that gators mind and body never has to forget - the evidence all over him. he feels so much love, so much care. its so fun for them, to check the scale together 🐶💝

[theearlgreymage]

Or Thursday. It's fine. We're pretending yesterday wasn't real right now.

These last two weeks have been brutal to my writing schedule. Being an adult is too much. Being responsible for other humans is overwhelming.

On the positive side, I have a million ideas and plenty of WIP's!! Just need to find the time to get to them. There's FOUR snippets under the cut that I need to stop staring at and just finish.

My current baby is still Infinity In Your Chest Pocket. Chapter 3 is coming along smoothly. It should be up SOON (I'm sorry it took so long @ionlydrinkhotwater )

Snow looks like a lost puppy as he follows our group through the shopping center. Or really, follows my cousin.

It reminds me of fifth year, when we couldn't do anything without Snow sniffing around us like a blood hound. Baz was going out of his mind by Spring.

He'd come out to his family the prior summer, and while it hadn't gone terrible it also wasn't great. Uncle Malcolm tried to act like Baz had never opened his mouth. So, Baz kept his mouth shut at school. Niall and I knew, but that was it.

There were a few opportunities when Baz could have made a derisive comment to Snow about his stalking habits that year, but he never did. I've always suspected his attitude towards Snow. I know how Baz treats someone he detests, and his treatment of Snow is not that. Not that I’m dumb enough to point that out to him. 

Right now he's leading Snow around from shop to shop, acting like this is something we've always done together. As though Niall and I are just supposed to follow his lead.

Well, Niall does. They are best friends, and love shopping together. I'm more so here to carry their haul like some pack mull.

Snow has muscle, though, so when my arms start to get tired, I toss some bags his way. "Here, consider this your initiation to our group."

I swear I haven't abandoned Let's Avoid Spoilers, Darling either. The plot for this keeps shifting in my head. Originally, it was supposed to be very serious. But more and more ideas keep popping up in my head that border on crack. So I have to squash them routinely.

It’s locked. I growl, frustrated and try to turn the handle again. 

“Stop.” Baz whisper-hisses at me, getting in my personal space. 

“What are they hiding from us?” I demand. 

“I don’t know, but my future-self is going to hear us if you keep trying to force that door open.” 

Resigned, I let the door knob go. “So what do we do now?” 

Without answering, Baz grabs me by the elbow and pulls me back into the room we’re sharing. “Right now? Nothing. We can’t go sneaking around this house so openly.” 

“You think any of our future selves are going to leave us unsupervised long enough to sneak around except at night?” I ask. 

This forces Baz to pause, crossing his arms and bringing one hand up to his mouth. He does this sometimes, it’s one of his plotting faces, chews on the pad of his thumb while he thinks. 

My submission for EGF is also taking shape. Realistically, I wanted this to be a multi-chapter endeavor. But I think it's going to be a one-shot. We'll see.

I never thought that the hands that so deftly wield a sword, could be this delicate. The way Simon plucks my shirt buttons open with a smooth finesse is borderline hypnotic. He's gotten so good at it. If he really wants to, he can get a couple buttons undone without my noticing.

Normally, Simon is brute force and strength in everything that he does. But with me, it's the opposite. He treats me gently, reverently, just like I asked for when he decided to genuinely try.

When I finally feel the tips of his fingers on my newly exposed skin, it makes me shiver. The temperature contrast between us has my nerves feeling extra sensitive.

Finally, I had a random thought (and was then bribed by @ic3-que3n with their stunning artwork that I am willing to sell my soul for) to create a Witcher!SnowBaz AU. This is still in the planning process. I probably won't post anything for it until after EGF to balance my plate. So, it's just an outline for now.

Open the scene in a small desolate village at night with the streets empty 

Simon is in the middle of battling [insert dark creature] 

He defeats it easily with just a couple of scratches, nothing to be concerned about for him 

Payment is left outside the village leaders home - no words are exchanged 

Flashback Scene 

Simon on his first hunt with [insert Witcher Mentor] 

They’re explaining to Simon the real world practices of the Witcher trade 

Hunting monsters at night 

How villagers will likely not want to talk to him 

How the world relies on them to keep the monsters in the dark at bay 

Jump to next scene of Simon in a different town, talking to an innkeeper about a monster problem 

Someone tries to hire Simon as a mercenary 

Comments about Witcher’s not having emotions/feelings & only looking for coin are made 

Simon ignores them and the men  

Flashback Scene 

Simon is in the market with other young boys from Kaer Morhen 

The boys are offered coin for a small job 

End up robbing an innocent shop-keep 

Simon feels extreme guilt for his actions

While I have been spending too much time just staring at blank documents lately, I have still been writing a lot. But not alone. So I won't share pieces from them. BUT I have been role-playing with two amazingly talented individuals.

@buffy has me going feral over our snowbaz mpreg plot. It's so emotional. Has literally made me cry. I love it. We need to check our word count cause I think we’re over 40k now.

And @upuntil6am has me head over heels for our tender snowbaz a/b/o dynamic plot. It's tooth rotting sweet (for now, I swear you can trust me though) and I need more of it at all times.

We're not going to talk about the fact I need an idea for COBB still.

Thank you to @confused-bi-queer @hushed-chorus @shrekgogurt @johnwgrey and on Sunday @palimpsessed for all the tags these last few days ♥️ I do see them and they make me so happy to be included in the community of this lovely Fandom.

I'll forgo tagging back since it's. You know. Thursday.

[kiljoius-writes]

sun digs its heels to taunt you

Ao3 | FFN

Full YOTP Series Found Here

Pairing: Hanabi Hyūga/Konohamaru Sarutobi

Summary: Konohamaru looks at Hanabi and sees her femininity.

May prompt: Sunshine

Word Count: 2.1k

Rating: G

It wasn’t until their twenties that Hanabi noticed just how…tan Konohamaru was.

Konohamaru had always just been a bratty little snot-nosed dweeb to Hanabi. There was almost no way for her to see him as anything but, until he came back from an extra-long mission a few months ago and she realized that boys really don’t turn into men until that mid-twenty mark.

“Do you ever use sunscreen?” she asks him, an innocent question while they sort paperwork outside of Kakashi’s office – busy work during a time of peace.

“Eh?” He glances up at her and tilts his head, and it’s cute. Like a puppy. He flashes her one of those pearly smiles and shakes his head. “Not really.”

Snarky as ever, Hanabi retorts, “explains that, then.”

“Wanna fill me in?” he asks, dropping a stack of papers, then resting his hip on the desk. She peers up through her eyelashes at him, a playful smile on her lips. “Explains somethin’ about me?”

“You always look all crispy,” she teases, pointing up at his nose. The way his eyes flick down and cross as they set on her finger – yeah. That’s cute.

He barks a little laugh and pushes her hand away, and the way it feels on her skin makes goosebumps rise. “Crispy? I look crispy?” Her eyes land on his hand as it starts to roll up one of his sleeves. Now why is that exciting? She’s not sure, but she’s not upset by it. “Ever think it’s ‘cause I’m around you too much?”

Hanabi’s mouth opens in confusion. She wonders why he’s speaking in riddles, but then again, they had always just sort of talked around each other. “Mmm? ‘Cause of all my sick burns? Get it, burns?”

“Sick burns!” he repeats back as if it’s one of the more ridiculous things she’s said aloud. She frowns, pouty, flicks her hair over her shoulder as she ‘hmph’s. “You’re always in the sun.”

Hanabi ponders this a moment, finger to her lips as she taps. She shrugs slightly, bobs her head. “I guess I am, but I actually care about my skin. I use sunscreen.” She does, and not the aerosol kind, the one that emits hazardous chemicals into the air. She’s adamant that it doesn’t work as well as a good lotion kind that had a nice, non-metallic smell and feels nice when someone else does the due diligence of rubbing it everywhere.

“Also,” she continues, “what does you being crispy have to do with me?”

“If I gotta find you, you’re in the sun.” He shrugs, clasping his fingers around the back of his neck. “So I’m in the sun a lot.”

“Is that a way of admitting you’re a stalker?” she questions, her smile turning into a smirk. His lips part for his pearly teeth and his tongue runs over his top set of teeth, and she won’t deny that she’s staring. It’s what he wants, anyway, is for her to pay attention to him.

But honestly, the way he looks at her makes her feel more like a woman than anyone else. It’s a truth she’s coming to terms with – that being around normal men and ninja who are lower ranked than her, they’re always going to find her intimidating. Women like Moegi or Tenten like that part of being a high-ranked kunoichi. Not Hanabi. One of the things she liked most about being around her sister is she still treated her like a kid, like a little girl who was vulnerable and did need protection.

Girls are not meant to fight dirty. Kunoichi are.

Konohamaru looks at Hanabi and sees her femininity.

He swipes at his nose before reaching over to yank a stack of papers from her hands. She forces her face into a frown even though the way he loops his elbow into hers and tugs her away without asking makes her feel lighter inside.

Even if it’s dumb, Hanabi relates to those silly videos of people saying they feel safest when they’re with those people they can be empty-headed around. That’s how Hanabi feels when she’s with Konohamaru. She gets to be brainless, and it’s a blessing.

He presses the elevator button just to be a jerk and then pulls her down the stairs, and she can’t help but let a laugh go. She tries her best to match his pace – he takes the stairs three at a time and she has to practically fly down to keep up with him. Not that he’ll leave her behind, he’ll drag her behind him if he has to.

Sometimes, Hanabi thinks she’s weak for letting herself be led around by Konohamaru so easily, but he’s just so charming. Being around him makes her feel all soft inside.

And even if they’re not a couple, she sure feels like they are, the way he grabs her around the waist and tugs her right into his side. She easily complies and squishes into him, crosses her own arms around her stomach instead of wrapping it around his waist, too. She has to at least pretend like she’s being forced to do something she doesn’t want to do.

“Where’re we going?” she asks, jabbing him in the stomach with the finger closest to him.

“Your favorite place!” he declares and she cocks her head a bit.

“The animal shelter?” she questions, and he laughs out loud again. She smiles because she likes the way it sounds.

“The lake, in the sun.”

“You’re taking that sun thing pretty seriously, huh?” she teases him as they get closer to the outer gates. He looks down at her and she feels all the good things inside of her bubble up. She wants to grab that stupid scarf and tug him down to her level. Maybe plant a kiss on his teeth.

“Been inside all morning, it’s lunchtime,” he waves out towards the expanse of land.

“Kinda far to go for a thirty-minute break, don’t you think?”

“We’re strong, fast ninja,” he points out as his arm falls from her waist. She wants to grab it back but is pleased when instead, he laces his fingers with hers. Now he’s tugging her along and she laughs, decides to give into his antics.

Even if she likes being feminine, she is strong and she is fast.

Hanabi wonders if it’s a happy accident when they he skids to a stop and she yanks him into her. They’re both laughing, loudly, when he crashes into her and suddenly his heavy body is on top of hers. She wiggles and whines underneath him as he goes deadweight on top of her, smooshing her into the ground. “You’re heavy!”

“You’re soft,” he retorts.

She blinks up at him when he pulls his head up to rest his chin on his palm. He’s looking down at her and she lets out a happy sigh, knowing he knows she doesn’t actually mind. Something about having someone on top of her makes her feel safe. Sometimes the world chews you up and spits you out. Konohamaru makes her feel small and loved.

“I thought we were here so I could be in the sun?” she asks, already cursing herself for saying it because she doesn’t want him to get off her. Instantly, he rolls over and sits her on top of him. She squeals with the effort, really playing it up for him because it makes him laugh and smile wider. He props himself up on his elbows and she reaches out to pull his headband over his eyes. He snickers as he reaches up to tug it off. It’s one of those things she likes to do to him – it’s also to make sure his dumb forehead tans with the rest of his skin (she saw Udon take off his headband once and only once – because now he refuses after she loudly pointed out his pale forehead and burst into laughter).

She groans when he slides it over her head and bats at his hands. He asks with a smile, “why don’t you ever wear yours?”

“’Cause I’ll just look like my cousin,” she huffs, reaching up to tug it off. He laughs and pulls it further down over her face until it sits around her neck. “And now I’ll look like my sister.”

“Nah.” He reaches around her neck to pull her hair out from the band. His touch feels like fire on her skin. “You’re way cuter.”

“Rude.” She pouts out her lip.

“Than Neji, I mean,” he corrects with a smirk and she reaches out to pinch his nose. He grabs at her hand and it goes limp in his grip, easily letting him envelop it.

“Love birds~” A voice sings near them, and it’s now that Hanabi realizes exactly how she looks with Konohamaru right now.

Like a couple. They both look over to see Tenten winking as she waves at them, leaping off somewhere. They look back at each other and Konohamaru chuckles. “Pfft. I’m not a bird.”

“It’s an expression,” she deadpans, squinting at him.

“Mhm,” he hums his response and her eyes dip down to her hand still cradled in his.

“So you’re a love what?” she breathes, balling her hand into a fist in his. He squeezes it.

“Ahh, I dunno,” he muses, sitting up perpendicular now so that their bodies are closer.

“Love idiot? Cause you dunno what you’re talking about?”

“Ohhh,” he drones, pulling her hand up toward his chest so it rests flat against it. It makes everything inside of her light up – her heart flutters, her tummy tightens, her brain stops for a bit. “I think I know what I’m talkin’ about.”

“Mm-mm.” Hanabi shakes her head, letting her senses come back to her. “You’re not doing this here!”

“What am I doing?” Konohamaru asks her with this coy smile he loves to give her. She puffs out her cheeks.

“This!” She gestures with her free hand, out towards the lake. “On a Tuesday! In the middle of the day, during our lunch break! You’re doing this!”

“By the lake,” he interjects, grabbing the hand that’s gesturing wildly and pulling it so it sits around his neck. That hand wraps around her waist to bring her in closer. “In the sun.”

“That’s your justification?” she whispers, letting her fingers settle around the nape of his neck, pressing in slightly. “That we’re in the sun?”

“I’m telling you in the sun,” he says, quietly, leans up and tilts his head so his lips are right up against hers, “that I’m a love idiot.”

“Love idiot,” she murmurs while her eyes close in unison with his. She does her best not to press her lips right against his. “Say what you mean.”

“I’m an idiot in love,” he says, brushing his lips to hers, “with the sunshine girl.”

“Idiot,” she repeats, clutching at the material of his jacket. His thumb rubs against the back of her hand. “So, I’m in love with an idiot.”

“’Fraid so.”

“Is there a cure?”

“Could try kissing me.”

“Why me?”

“’Cause you’re a better kisser.”

So, she kisses him. As hard as she wants, because he said so, and the hand holding hers laces his fingers over the back of hers. She feels the sun on her cheek as her head tilts to meet his lips in just the right way. The way that makes her melt right into him, any resistance left in her muscles just seeping right out of her. He makes her soft and pliable in a way no one ever has.

Hanabi thinks about all the things that make her mad. Her father never showing her and her sister any affection. Her cousin relentlessly training her without showing mercy. Spending the better part of her childhood a dignitary. Never allowed to be weak, never allowed to be soft, never allowed to be feminine.

And Hanabi thinks about all the ways Konohamaru lets her be all those things. Weak, soft, feminine. The way he cradles her right up against him with strong arms. The way he calls her cute and pokes her cheeks and plays with her hair. The way he holds her hand in the sunshine. Tells her he’s in love with her as if it was the first time, every time. Lights her up with his tender voice and sweet gestures.

Hanabi thinks that all she really wants is to be his. To be in love with an idiot.

Especially one that drags her away from work like all the other times.

To tell her he’s in love with her, in the sunshine.

I can't seem to get off the fluff train. I'm hopeless for these two, I just want them to be happy.

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[lostalienchild]

Barbra x Rosaria corruption Prompt

❗FANFIC COMING SOON❗TW : manipulation, dubcon, Spanking, rose is a meanie. MDNI

Credit: rroar8 (yes it's from r34 lol)

Rose doesn't have much interest for thoes around her. If anything she finds social interaction troublesome. So when the deaconess eventually comes pestering her about this that and the other she pushed her away like she did everyone else.

But Barbara was persistent. Asking her what her favorite food was and making it for her. Asking her how her day was going. Asking her out to lunch. Honestly she treated her like a lost puppy. No matter how often she turned her down she would come up with a new reason to pester her.

At some point it stopped being annoying and became somewhat endearing. Not because Barbara was cute, but because she seemed so eager to please. As simple sneeze would prompt the deaconess to sprint all the way from across the cathedral with a box of tissues. A cough? A bottle of water would be shoved into her hands before she could clear her throat. Would she break in her hands? Would she beg if told? How far does this devotion go?

Rosaria doesn't have a high sex drive, and even when she does, kaeya is usually somewhere between nearby. But this opportunity seemed too perfect. And poor Barbara would think that she was really helping her fellow sister.

Barbara has always wanted to get closer to rosaria. To Barbara, Rosaria was only pretending to be difficult. Someone or something had hurt her and it was the deaconess's job to heal her heart. If only rose would let her in. And eventually she would, or so Barbra would think.

A leash and collar is necessity. Pulling on the leash to mover her closer to her sex. "Come here. That's right. Little kitten licks. Little slut."

Rose would just need to train Barbara. Teach her what she likes. That she would need to come whenever her legs were opened. That her only job would be to get fucked dumb. Barbara wanted to object but Rose swore it would make her happy and how could she object to that? It was her job to care for the hearts of the people.

Spanks her. Tells her to take it if she wants to impress her, which Barbra does with hopes that Rose will see her as a confidon.

Barbara Hated when Rose cursed, but rose loved cursing. But it was also difficult to object when her mouth was full. Little whimpers of objection causing vibrations to shoot straight to Rose's clit making her jolt slightly. "Fuck, don't deny it. You want it."

Stays clothed but removes Barbara's clothes. Teaches her to ride the strap too. "look at you bouncing on my cock. Such a whore for me." she speaks over Barbra's moans.

When Objections spill from Barbara's mouth it's met with a threat of stopping. "Oh you're not? I guess you want me to stop? That would dissapointe me."

"No rose! Don't stop. I'll be good. I'll be a good whore for you."

"Good girl."

[t4tozier]

okay @innskeep let’s do it.

porter pisses jace off to an extreme one night. he pushes him a little too far waiting for him to snap. but it doesn’t come. and porter’s like this is…strange. and jace doesn’t stay over that night but he still kisses porter goodbye on his way out so porter’s like. great looks like we’re all good. i love him being oblivious to jace’s fakery when it’s pointed at him.

but then the next morning he wakes up, and the first thing he realizes is that jace is lying next to him. which he’s not opposed to, but is weird to see when he knows for a fact he left the night before. and then jace opens his eyes and gives a fake yawn and stretches and smiles and ruffles porter’s bedhead and coos, “oh, good morning, puppy! did you have a good night’s sleep?” and porter goes to answer, but then he feels the metal encasing his face as he moves, blocking his mouth from opening too far, and his eyes widen.

“what the fuck did you do, stardiamond?” he growls between his teeth. but jace just bats his eyes innocently as porter reaches up to wrench the cage from his face.

“i wouldn’t do that if i were you, puppy,” he tells him, stroking his cheek. “bad dogs get muzzled, but worse dogs get held in place.” he leans forward, like he’s sharing a secret. “it’s a glyph of warding, but you don’t need to worry your pretty little head about that, do you?”

porter grits his teeth. “you think this is funny, do you?” he demands, but jace just waves his wand, hissing through his teeth like he’s warning a pet.

“dogs don’t speak, sweetheart,” jace says, straddling porter’s lap. “and since you were such a nasty little bitch last night, i’d say there’s no question about what you really are.” he tugs porter’s hair back and licks up his throat, making him shiver. “now, if you want to make it up to me, you’re gonna be a good boy.” as it turns out, the metal muzzle conducts shocking grasp far too well.

cut to twenty minutes later, porter on his knees, tongue out and panting as jace works a fleshlight over him and brings him to the edge for the fourth time. “i can’t just let you rut into me like a dirty mutt in heat, now, can i?” he taunts as porter’s hips jerk up. “no. only good dogs get treats like that.”

“jace,” porter says, voice teetering on the precipice of begging, “please.” jace ignores him, except to push two thin fingers through the hole in the muzzle and into porter’s mouth. he sucks on them messily, wrapping his tongue around them, but there’s more spit than anything else going on, getting in his beard and dripping down to his stomach.

he could overpower him, if he really wanted; grapple him to the ground and force him to take the stupid muzzle off, but then jace is purring, “see? that wasn’t so hard, now was it, puppy? you do know how to be a good boy after all.” he hooks his fingers around the edge of the muzzle and gives it a rough tug, forcing porter to make eye contact with him. “don’t fuck with me, porter.”

porter stares for a moment before slowly nodding and letting his tongue hang back out. he even gives jace a little whine. jace lets go of the muzzle and beams. “good boy. now, i know you think with your cock like every other dumb mutt, but let’s see if you can’t figure out how to use it right, shall we?”

are we ready to talk about jace putting a muzzle on porter yet. or not yet

[sugarcause]

🔞 fucking gorou your dumb puppy ✉

includes: gorou precis: even a general needs a break. take note of: rough sex, anal sex, size kink, belly bulge, creampie, raw sex, crying, aheago, overstimulation, degrading + praising (from reader), sub!bottom!gorou, dom!top!reader, tugging on his tail, head pats, pet names, leashes reader gender: gn <3 voice mail: THIS IS FOR YOU ANON!! also im not dead i promise AND i listened to 0x1=lovesong 1 hr version while writing this

gorou's mind was always filled with worries, especially with the state of inazuma. the vision hunt decree, his troupes, the repercussions of the war, or resources.

as his lover, you believed it was only right that you help alleviate those worries.

which is why you pulled him away from his work early in the night and dragged him to your bedroom.

it had been a while since the two of you were able to get intimate so you could tell he was needy.

''strip.'' you commanded, as gorou, who was on his knees, started to peel of his clothes until he was nude.

you slowly approached him as your wrapped his leash around his throat until it sealed with a click. he had always enjoyed being collared and treated like a bitch in the heat.

you could tell by his small, leaking dick that he was already aroused.

you tugged harshly on the leash and brought him onto the bed, instructing him to get on all fours as you positioned yourself behind him.

''are you ready?'' you asked.

gorou nodded.

''use your words.''

''y-yes... please start now...'' he muttered.

with his admission, you slowly eased your cock into his awaiting hole as he let out a loud moan. he had almost forgotten how you felt inside him.

you started thrusting slowly as you picked up pace, feeling his walls clench around you.

you pulled his leash to move his back to your chest as you sucked and nipped at his skin, leaving dark marks.

you started pistoning into him as you pressed his lower stomach.

''w-wait! 'm sensitive... i'll cum!'' gorou cried out.

''hm? already? can't you hold it? you haven't even pleased me yet.'' you mocked.

''i d-don't think i can...'' he looked away shamefully.

''but don't you want to be a good puppy for me? you don't want too disobey me, do you?''

gorou seemed to think about it but he already knew there was no chance he would willingly defy you.

''i-i.... i won't disobey you...'' he whimpered.

''so you can hold it? as expected of my obedient puppy'' you praised.

his tail wagged eagerly as he nodded quickly.

''good boy.'' you said as you pet his head, threading your fingers through your hair, him leaning into your touch.

you wasted no time and continued thrusting roughly, pulling at his leash occasionally as he let out gasps and groans.

you were so big and deep inside of him that he placed his hand on his stomach area, feeling you bulge in and out. he was so small compared to you, he loved it.

you were basically just using him as your own toy and he loved the feeling.

your movements were relentless as he started moving his ass back and forth to meet your thrusts like a slut.

he couldn't think of anything except how hard you were fucking him and how deep you were going. his mind was completely made empty by the pleasure.

he could feel his orgasm come as he tightened around you.

''i-im gonna cum!'' he yelled out as you tugged on his tail.

''go ahead.''

gorou arched his back as his limbs shook and jolted. his senses only more overwhelmed as you released inside him, reaching your climax.

filling his little hole to the brim with your cum.

his eyes crossed as he squealed loudly. his jaw dropped open and his tongue lolled out of his mouth, canines on display.

he could feel you leak out of him slowly. with his flushed face and sweaty frame, he looked so slutty you loved it.

you smirked as you bent forward to speak into his ear, ''up for round 2?''.

stan !!