#Hip Hop Trousers

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SPECIFICATIONSBrand Name: NoEnName_NullApplicable Season: Four SeasonsOrigin: Mainland ChinaCN: GuangdongMaterial: COTTONApplicable Scene: DailyPant Style: pencil pantsStyle: HIP HOPModel Number: SJGZK01Thickness: midweightWaist Type: MIDDecoration: PATCHWORKWaist Size(in inches): 1.5 - 3Gender: MENItem Type: full leng

[misterparadigm]

A fun little project for my good friend, Professor Elemental.

#professorelemental #geoffrey #fanart #professorelementalfanart #fatherofinvention #apequest #giddylimit #indifferenceengine #skating

[beansprean]

Gettin this out before tomorrows eps - still thinking about that wall slam

(continued on Patreon hehehehe)

ID: 1a. Close up on Stede in his new red shirt, holding a quill in his right hand. He looks up from his work with a furrowed brow as there is a loud crash and clattering of scattered objects offscreen. Stede asks, "Ed? What are you doing?" 1b. Reverse shot, full body of Ed, dressed down in his black undershirt, leather trousers, and boots, posed awkwardly against a standing wardrobe. He is leaning back against it, legs too far out and shaking with the effort from his core, one arm splayed against the surface and one arm above his head. On the floor next to him, an ornate golden candelabra has fallen over, holders snapped off and candles rolling away. Ed looks over at Stede, embarrassed, and replies, "Uhh...seducing you? That wasn't expensive, was it?" 1c. Close up on Stede again, smiling at Ed with hooded eyes, quill feather trailing thoughtfully over his cheek. "Oh?" he purrs. 1d. Repeat. Stede startles, realizing the implications, and moves to stand from his seat, flustered, repeating, "Oh!!"

2a. Shot from behind Ed, the wardrobe close up in the foreground and Stede's desk beyond, the cubby bed in the wall between them with curtains half closed. Stede rounds the desk and hurries toward Ed, one hand held out as if to stop him from taking off, shouting "I'm seduced! I'm seduced!" In the foreground, Ed heaves himself off of the wardrobe, leaning forward slightly with one hand braced on the door and the other on his lower back. He says, "Oh, good. Ow." 2b. Shot of them both in profile, knees-up, as Stede reaches Ed, arms held out hesitantly as if waiting for permission to grip his waist. Stede asks, red-cheeked and concerned, "So you...are we ready for this?" Ed grins at him, replying, "I said slow, not glacial, babe." He braces both hands on his back and leans his upper body backwards with a loud 'crack!' Stede mumbles, "Alright?" Ed assures him, "Never better." 2c. Repeat. Ed leans back again against the wardrobe, more confidently this time, back arched, right hand braced above him and left hand at his hip, curling a single finger in a 'come hither' motion. He grins up at Stede through his eyelashes and teases, "Hop aboard, Captain." Stede immediately straightens up, eyes going wide and face burning red.

3a. Zoom in, waist up. A blur of motion as Stede rushes forward, gripping Ed by the front of his shirt with both fists and pushing him backwards past the wardrobe to slam into the adjacent wall. Ed reacts with wide-eyed surprise, cheeks flushed, stomach exposed, one hand flying up toward Stede's shoulder. 3b. Repeat. Stede crowds Ed against the wall to mash a passionate kiss against his mouth, fists gripping his shirt tightly beneath their chins. Ed immediately melts into it, eyes closing, right arm looping around Stede's neck and left hand pressed to the side of his throat. 3c. Zoom out slightly as they break the kiss, Stede moving his head back only enough to make eye contact, their noses still overlapping. Stede, looking a bit bashful, asks, "Too much?" Ed smiles giddily at him, flushed and pleased, right arm winding tighter and left hand moving to cup Stede's cheek. Ed replies, "No, no, not at all, mate. I'm into it." 3d. Repeat. Satisfied with the consent given, Stede pushes forward again to kiss at Ed's neck, hands releasing their death grip on his shirt to start moving underneath it, cupping Ed's pecs. Ed lets his head fall back against the wall and throws both of his arms around Stede's neck to keep him close, one leg hiking up against his hip. Ed giggles, still wearing the same silly, satisfied grin, and quips, "Not so much of a gentleman in the sheets, eh?" /end ID

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[atypicalamortentia]

Firsts || Severus Snape

Synopsis - You give your potions professor his first blowjob.

Warnings - NSFW.

Notes - All characters are 18+!

Word Count - 0.8k.

[Caffeinate Me]

Professor Severus Snape, potions master, had it down bad for you, his final year student. 

With a wave of his wand, the door slammed shut and the lock latched. You were sitting on his lap, frantically kissing. Your mouths smashed against each other with a deep desperation. You smirked into his lips as you felt your potions professor grind against you, begging for more. His hands were around your waist as he pulled you closer until you were flush against his chest. Then, he pulled away. “We shouldn’t do this,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against yours.

“Sir…” you whispered back, gulping softly. You were about to continue your sentence when he attacked your lips again feverishly. You knew when you called him ‘sir’ it had him weak at the knees. 

You let out a soft moan as his tongue forced its way into your mouth, swirling around your own, fighting for dominance. His hands were still planted firmly on your waist, grasping at the clothing that was surrounding your hips. Oh how he wanted more from you. 

It was like you could read his mind as you began grinding against him, eager to feel his clothed erection against your most intimate area. You let out a muffled moan against his lips as you continued to grind yourself against him, and he couldn’t help but do the same. The man was close to cumming already and you had barely even touched him. 

You hopped off his lap and gave him a cheeky grin before getting onto your knees. 

“What are you doing?” He asked, breathing heavily. 

“Just relax for me sir,” you whispered, unzipping his trousers. You looked up at him with those big doe eyes and smiled, fluttering your eyelashes at him. 

Were you really about to do this here?! 

You tugged his trousers down with a bit of help from the potions master himself and pulled his cock out of his grey boxers. It was positively huge, something you didn’t expect, and his slit was already leaking with pre-cum. Your mouth instantly began watering at the sight in front of you and before you had even had a chance to think about what you were doing - sucking off your potions professor in the potions room - you were already leaning forward to put his thick cock in your mouth. He tensed as you leaned forward, but immediately relaxed upon the warm heat of your mouth around his length. 

“Shit,” he groaned, throwing his head back against his wooden chair. You took him all the way into your mouth, so far back that you were gagging on his cock, tears in your eyes as you looked up at him. The sight drove him wild and he began to fuck your face slowly. You continued to make eye contact with him, admiring the way his face was flushed red and sweat was threatening to spill from his brow as he concentrated on the amount of pleasure you were giving him. You tried to smile at him, but the sheer length of his cock in your mouth made it almost impossible. You swirled your tongue around the tip, licking up his slit and forcing him to shudder underneath you. “Shit - just like that,” he whimpered, hands making their way into your hair as he continued to thrust his hips into your face. 

“You taste so good professor,” you mumbled around his cock. The vibrations of your words around his length sent him absolutely feral and he began to fuck your face faster. You gagged a few more times as the force of his thrusts continued to get harsher and harsher. He was using you like you were some sort of toy, and you were completely okay with that. You knew this was his first time and you wanted it to be pleasurable for him. 

“Ah - I’m going to cum Y/N,” he groaned loudly as his movements picked up in speed. You hallowed your cheeks and continued to suck like your life depended on it until he spilled his seed down your throat, his hips stuttering violently. When he was finished, he retracted his cock from your mouth and placed his hand on your jaw to prevent you from opening your mouth. “That’s a good girl, swallow it. Swallow all of it.” You did as you were told, swallowing every last drop he gave you whilst still maintaining eye contact. “Such a good girl.” 

He released your jaw and smiled awkwardly at you as you stood up from your kneeling position, rubbing at your red raw knees. “That was certainly interesting, sir,” you smiled. “But next time, I get to cum.” 

He nodded, nerves fluttering in his stomach slightly, but he was too caught up in the afterglow of cumming to truly focus on your words. With a small peck on the lips, you turned to leave, leaving the potions master alone once more. 

Professor Severus Snape, potions master, had it down bad for you, his final year student.

[spitgobbler]

Bunny Hop ! [soft ver.]

oh no… Leon is stressed? good thing he has a sweet little bunny to make it better <3

pairing: bunny!fem reader x leon kennedy

tags: bunny hybrid, usage of owner, riding, p in v, praise, creampie, fingering, dirty talk

It’s late in the evening when you hear the familiar sound of keys jingling then jamming into the keyhole, the door opening, revealing your beloved owner. He still looked handsome as ever, but his features looked extra tired and stern today.

You laid curled up in your open crate, Leon never forced you inside of it since you were always so well behaved for him, never making messes unless you got your heat while he was gone. It just happened to be your favorite spot to nap that wasn’t his bed.

“C’mere, bunny. Hop up here.” Leon grunted, his boots kicked off by the door and as he now sat on the couch. He patted his lap, and you climbed out the crate, padding over to him.

Laying your head in his lap and the rest of your body on the couch, you looked up at him patiently, waiting for his warm masculine hands to play with your hair and pet your floppy bunny ears like usual. “Welcome home, owner. Missed you.” A smile graced your features and your eyes fluttered shut, happy to finally be with him.

It never came though, instead, his hand patted your rear softly. “Missed you too baby, sit on my lap properly this time. Be my good bunny.” Leon’s words were a little shorter today, his tone carried a slight edge and you noticed this. His demeanor towards you was still calm and gentle but there was a air of tenseness surrounding him.

Shifting from your spot, you positioned yourself to straddle him instead like the good bunny you were. Arms wrapped around his neck and face nuzzled into him, you soaked in the warmth of his strong form. “M’glad you’re home now.” You murmured and placed a soft kiss to his neck, hoping he’d relax from your words and gesture.

It helps a little.

Leon’s hands touched the small of your back, showing his own gesture of appreciation before they traveled up to the floppy ears that rested down your head. Heart fluttering at the affection you’ve been craving all day, head pressing greedily into his touch, searching for more.

“Glad to be home too, sweetheart.” His calloused fingers moved to rub the tips of your bunny ears between his thumb and index, making you sigh happily. “So soft and pretty.”

Leon praised you often but it never failed to bring warmth to your cheeks. A soft giggle escaped before planting another delicate kiss to his jaw. His other hand moved to caress your hips gently, thumb rubbing circles into the flesh. Each circle sent soft waves of arousal down your spine before you felt his touch travel to your rear. Strong hands massaging your ass before gently playing with your cotton tail that peeked through your shorts. The hole for it cut out thanks to Leon.

A soft mewl slipped through your lips as he massaged the base of it with care and affection, panties dampening at all the attention. “Had a real stressful day, bun.” He says tiredly, fingers still touching your tail like it was a stress relief item. “Thought about you all day… needed you all day.” He voices in a deep murmur.

“Still need you.” Leon’s hand slips into your shirt, his fingertips teasing up your sensitive spine, feeling the shiver that rolled down it. The hand that caressed your ears worked downwards, lifting your shirt of you. The sight of your pretty skin causing him to groan, the view was the best thing he’s seen all day.

“Such a gorgeous bunny,” Leon sighed heavily as he began to hold your hips, guiding them against his hard dick that was straining against his trousers.

“All yours, owner.” You whimpered softly, following his movements.

The soft flimsy material of your shorts allowed you to feel that delicious friction as you slowly rocked against him with his guidance. Your slippery cunt slotted against his dick print through the layers of clothing both of you wore. A flicker of arousal growing into a flame in your tummy as Leon removes a hand from your hips to unclasp your bra.

“Can you be a good bunny and help your owner?” Leon asks, voice thick with desire as he trails his touch to your tummy and up to the curve of your breasts.

Whining softly, you nod and look at him with hazy eyes and warm cheeks. “Uh huh,”

“Good girl.” Leon presses his lips against yours in a deep kiss that makes you dizzy. You could feel his fingers rub and pinch your pebbled nipples gently, a needy moan bubbling from the pleasure.

His hands move and you whine, wanting more of whatever he’d give. Leon unbuckles his belt and the noise made you kiss him harder, teeth gnashing. Guiding you to lift your hips, he unzipped and then pulled his trousers down along with his boxer briefs.

The smell of his virility invades your bunny senses when his hard cock is exposed, nose and tail twitching eagerly. It felt like your brain was shut off and the only thing it could process was Leon. Your owner.

“O-Owner, can I…?” You look at Leon, eyes glazed over with arousal. “Please?”

He nods, and with permission from your generous owner, your fingers rub against his leaking tip causing him to sigh, teeth tugging on his bottom lip as he bites it. Pretty blue eyes glazing over when he watches you taste the pre and his dick throbs.

Leon can’t take it anymore, pushing your shorts and panties to the side and rubbing your weeping folds teasingly. “Look at your wet bunny pussy. Were you thinking of me too?”

“Mhm!” You gasp and moan softly, heat flooding your body. “Yes, I was.”

Leon smiles, relishing in the way you warmed up and got tunnel vision whenever he’d touch you. He felt his day get so much better when he finally pressed two fingers into you and felt the grip of your cunt around his digits. Nothing could compare to you, not in his world.

Thick calloused fingers thrusted deep inside and his thumb rubbing messy slow circles on your clit. Your breath was stolen, soft gasps and whines and moans pouring out from your plush lips as you rock into his fingers. Feeling bursts of pleasure with each movement of his.

His hands, the ones that worked hard to provide your comfort also provided you your pleasure. Leon’s rough fingertips curling and angling to rub that sweet spot deep in your pretty pussy occasionally, drinking in the way you rode them.

“Hah, hnnn…” A moan slips out as he presses his fingers in and out several times, stretching your sobbing cunt out before pulling them out. His fingers soaked as he sucked your essence off his digits with a pleased hum.

“Owner, please, need it bad.” You plead, hips twitching as you clench on nothing.

He grasps his dick and teasingly runs his leaky cock tip against your messy folds, smearing his pre all over. “Trust me, sweetheart. You’re gonna get it.”

Leon gently guides you with affectionate hands, helping you sink down on his fat cock, a deep, guttural groan from him accompanying your breathy moan. Your eyes flutter as you take every inch of him, feeling him easing deep into your greedy bunny pussy.

“Mm, fucking squeezing me. My sweet girl.” He praises, petting your floppy ears as you adjust to the fullness of him inside.

The feeling is warm, it’s making you feel loved and fuzzy all over as he then holds your hips, moving you against him in a slow grind. The soft round cotton tail above your rear twitching from all the sensations.

After a few deliciously slow rolls of your hips, you begin to bounce, Leon’s thick mushroom tip pressing deep inside with each movement.

“That’s it. You’re making your owner so proud, making me feel so good.” His head leans back against the couch cushions, sandy blonde hair falling back slightly as well.

Shocks of tingling pleasure burst through your body and concentrate in your tummy, the praise, the feeling of him and being his make you feel eurphoric. Your breathing is hitched, hot and heavy as you bounce over and over on him. The vein on the underside of his cock rubbing so well against your warm wet cunt making Leon groan and shudder, brows furrowed and mouth opened.

All of your bunny-like senses get sent in overdrive seeing his head rested back in pleasure as you make his stress melt away, hips moving faster, you hold onto his shoulders for support, his strong muscles making your brain tell you he’s perfect to be your mate.

“Breed?” Your voice lewd as your body becomes sticky from sweat, eyes looking at him prettily with desperate desire.

Leon’s tilts his head up, his cock kicking as he watches your breasts and bunny ears move in tandem with the movements of your tight bunny pussy strangling his cock.

“Mhm, gonna breed you.” His own strong hips thrust up as his hold on your hips turn bruising, making you squeal in delight and dig your nails into his shoulders. “Needed to be buried in this pretty little cunt, hah… yes.”

The corner of his mouth tilts up pleased, still thrusting up into your pussy, his dick slamming into your cervix with each mind numbing thrust.

“Good bunny, keep taking it.”

All you can do is nod frantically, incoherent jumbles of words spilling out as you go dumb on his cock, the coil in both of your abdomens becoming searing hot.

“G’nna cum, oh god! P-Please owner?” You whimper, hips bucking.

Leon huffs breathlessly as one of his hands moves, his calloused thumb rubbing messy circles on your clit. “Me too, go ahead darling.”

A sharp gasp escapes as you feel that familiar feeling crash over you, eyes rolling into the back of your head as you gush all over Leon’s cock with a shaky erotic moan.

“Shit.” Leon hisses, cock throbbing as he spurted ropes of creamy cum deep into your cunt, stuffing and breeding you. A deep stuttered groan escaping after feeling your walls flutter and clench tightly around him.

“Fuck, that’s it.” He growls.

Strong arms wrap around your heated body when you slump and gasp against him, feeling the aftershocks. Leon pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder as you both come down from your highs.

“Pretty girl…” He crooned breathlessly, “So good f’a me.”

Your head resting against his chest, hearing his heart pound against his rib cage, you couldn’t help but ask, “…Owner? Can we go again?”

[aemondapologistfrfr]

The Family Disappointments - Pt3

modern!aegon x fem!reader 

Part 1 Part 2

Summary: When leaving for your date you two run into an unexpected guest. The day that Aegon has planned for you exceeds your expectations. 

Warnings: 18+ swearing, drinking, oral(m receiving), p in v, unprotected, car/public sex, mans is needy fr

Authors Note: n e ways my feelings for this man are ridiculous and it’s hard for me to stay silent 🧍🏼‍♀️ 

Word Count: 3.2k

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I wake up trying to push the covers off of me when I realize it’s just Aegon curled on one side of me and Sunfyre on the other. I run my fingers over both of their heads and they slowly start to stir. Sunfyre stretches and hops off the bed and Aegon just pulls me in closer. I chuckle trying to squirm out of his embrace but he just tightens his grip. 

“I’m hot,” I whine trying to wiggle out. 

“You are.” he mumbles into my chest taking my words a different way. I sigh slowly attempting to turn us over. Once he’s beneath me I breathe out relieved of the cool air against my back. 

“We should get up anyways.” he groans pulling me off of him and I roll my eyes at the work I just exuded turning him when he was just going to get up. “We have a full day, I’m gunna change.” 

I stretch out in the bed and watch him as he walks to his closet. He slides on a pair of well fitting black trousers that rest low on his hips. He looks so devastatingly handsome even in this state. Fuck, I’m down bad. He grabs a black button up and I lay back in the bed and admire him. 

“Get dressed.” he smirks to me as he starts to slide on a couple rings. 

“Aegon,” my voice wrecked as I look him over. 

“No, we have a date.” he turns back to the closet and throws me my black dress. 

I sigh standing with the dress gripped in my hand. I slip it on not caring to put anything on underneath. He dips down and picks out a pair of heels for me and leads me back to sit on the bed. He kneels before me slipping them on and places small kisses up my leg. I run my fingers through his hair slightly tousling it before I rise and pull him up with me. 

“Where to?” I smile as he places a kiss on my lips. 

“The garage.” he kisses my nose before pulling me out of his room. We begin to walk to the elevator when I hear a familiar voice. 

“Mother?” I furrow my brows at my mother who’s sitting across from Alicent. 

“Don’t you two look darling.” Alicent coos standing up along with my mother. 

“Where are you two going?” my mother offers Aegon a smile. 

“It’s a surprise.” Aegon turns and smiles at me. 

“What are you doing here?” I look to my mother confused. 

“Once I figured out who you were spending so much time with I decided it would be best if got to know his mother. We seemed to just be one person short of being in the same network.” she turns and smiles to Alicent. Of course they would get along. 

“Well, we have to go.” I smile turning and Aegon is on the same page already pulling me towards the elevator. 

“Wait,” Alicent calls out. 

“We’re late!” Aegon tosses out as the elevator doors shut. 

“That was fucking weird.” I turn to Aegon with a furrowed brow.

“None of our business today.” he shakes his head. “Today is about us.” he smiles kissing me lazily. 

The elevator doors open and we wait for his car to be brought. He opens the door for me and slips in the drivers seat and he has us in traffic in moments. His hand on my thigh sends shivers through me as his cold rings press into my skin. My fingers trace against his as he squeezes my thigh smiling at me. 

“You look amazing today.” I turn licking my lips. 

“Thank you, my love.” he hums as he glances at me. 

“I’m literally wet looking at you.” I watch his throat bob. 

“We’re almost to our first stop.” he tells himself more than me as I see his white knuckles on the wheel. “And we do have a time to meet.” he turns to me with pink cheeks. 

“Gods when you blush Aegon,” I giggle shaking my head. 

“Stop,” his cheeks get even more red as he turns his full focus on the road. He pulls us into the parking lot of the domed gardens and I immediately sit up looking up at them. “Have you been here?” he hums as he parks the car. 

“I haven’t since I was young.” I shake my head. 

“Well we’re having breakfast here, although I think they’ll consider it lunch.” he chuckles getting out of the car. He opens my door and offers me his hand which I accept with a smile.  

“We can still call it breakfast.” I smile leaning into him. 

He opens the door and the hostess immediately brings us to a secluded table. Servers bustle around the table pouring two chutes of sparkling wine and leaving the bottle on ice. They place fresh pastries and croissants in front of us and take their leave. I sip my wine and turn to Aegon. 

“Do you like it so far?” he nibbles his lip nervously. 

“Very much, I didn’t expect this.” I look around at the vines around us and the gardens on the other side of the glass. 

We pick at our pastries and sip our wine silently admiring one another. After we finish the bottle we rise giggling and he pulls me to him and we start to stroll through the gardens. We stop and take pictures with big smiles and red cheeks as we make it into the next dome. We spend the next hour leisurely walking and stealing kisses from one another letting the wine wear off. 

“Come we have another place to go.” he helps me into the car and has us back on the streets quickly. 

I watch the city pass by his car and scold the butterflies in my stomach at the thought of the man next to me. I turn towards him and drink in his features. He starts to pull us into an underground parking garage and he twines our fingers as we make our way to the elevator. When the doors slide open I smile seeing the art gallery. 

“You like art?” I turn to him and smile. 

“I like you.” my cheeks heat at his words. 

“I’d do a lot of things to you if we weren’t in public for saying that.” I whisper into his ear and he chuckles kissing my cheek leading me deeper into the gallery. 

We walk around with our arms linked looking over the different tapestries and paintings. We whisper to each other about pieces we enjoy or joke that we could paint something like that after a night out. Walking around with him feels so comfortable and natural. We finish in the last exhibit and begin to make our way back to the garage. 

“Well I overestimated how long we would be there so we have some time before dinner.” he looks over to me from the drivers side. “What do you wanna do?” 

“Push your seat back.” his eyes darken as he slides back. I lean over and start to undo his belt and he starts on his button and zipper and has himself freed in seconds. I lean down and encase him in my lips. He groans and I feel his hand start to bunch up my dress trying to find my wetness. I hum around him as his fingers dig into my ass. 

“Ride me.” he pulls me off of him by my hair and I groan as I sit up. 

I cross over the console and straddle him. I slide down on him and we both let out whimpers. I grind back down on him and rest my head on his shoulder. His hands grip my hips as he moves me up and down. I lean back and capture his lips as we find our release together. I slide off of him as we both try to catch our breath as we settle into our seats once more. 

“You are fucking perfect.” he turns to me and places a kiss on my cheek before shifting the car into drive and getting us back on the road. As he pulls up to one of my all time favorite restaurants I turn to him with a wide smile. 

“They carry our wine here.” I turn to him before he gets out to open my door. He hands the keys to the valet and walks me into the restaurant. I moan as I take in the exquisite smells as we’re pushed back to a private table. Servers are pouring glasses of water and wine before my chair is even pushed in. They leave bread on the table and leave us. 

“What’s wrong?” I hum grabbing his hand to stop him from picking his nails. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever taken anyone out on a proper date before and I don’t want to fuck it up.” he nibbles his lip. 

“You’ve been nothing short of perfect today, Aegon.” I reassure him with a smile. 

“You’re not just saying that cause I made you come?” I stifle my giggle at his words because I know he’s genuinely worried that I’m not enjoying this date for whatever reason. 

“I expected you to make me come but what I didn’t expect was the breakfast in the gardens followed by trailing around an art gallery. Then you taking me to my favorite restaurant that carries our wine.” I still can’t believe he planned all of this. “Aegon this might be the most perfect date.” I raise my glass to him and smile taking in his tinted cheeks. 

“I still have more planned after this.” he softly clinks his glass against mine. 

“I cannot wait to see what you have us do next.” I sip my wine leaning back to admire him. Dinner is filled with heated looks and whispered promises of what’s to come when we go home later. Servers bring out different courses all while making sure our glasses never empty. He hands the waitress his card and we’re walking out the front door moments later. As he takes us through the streets I chuckle as he pulls into his garage. 

“Was your plan just to take me home?” I turn to him. 

“We’re not going home home.” he smiles getting out and pulling me with him to the elevator. “We’re going up.” he smiles as we begin our ascent to the roof. 

“More wine?” I smile pulling him over to me so so can kiss his neck. 

“Anything you want, my pretty girl.” I hum at his words. 

“I wanna call you that,” I pull back. “My pretty boy.” I kiss all over his face as he laughs holding me tightly. We step out into the night air and I smile looking up at the stars. 

“Where is everyone?” I tilt my head confused. 

“I sent them home. This is ours for the rest of the night.” he smiles tugging me over to the bar. 

“What will you have?” he smiles as he steps behind the bar. 

“Strongest shot you have, make it two.” I smile watching him reach for the top shelf. 

“What’s a beautiful girl like you doing here all alone?” his eyes flash to mine playfully setting two glasses down in front of me. 

“I’m looking for someone.” I push one of the glasses back over to him. 

“Describe this someone to me and I’ll see if I can help you.” he licks his lips before downing the shot with me. 

“Oh he’s terribly handsome,” I sigh shaking my head. “Longer hair, tragically beautiful eyes,” I trail off looking to his red cheeks. 

“I don’t think I’ve seen anyone like that.” he fills up our glasses again. 

“Maybe you’ve heard of him? I think his name is Aegon and fucks as if it’s the last time.” I take the shot. “Gods when he’s between my thighs,” I let out a small moan and he’s coming around the bar instantly. 

“What about me between your thighs?” his hand trails up my legs pulling my dress up.

“I’ve never come harder in my life.” I sigh as his fingers trail against my slit. “Aegon,” I gasp as he captures my lips. 

“Let’s go have some wine.” he chuckles removing his hands from me. I pout and he tugs me to the center of the roof and I see lights and candles lit all around with blankets thrown everywhere. There’s two glasses and a couple bottles of our wine spread out with finger foods. 

“Are you kidding?” my voice hushed as I look around. 

“Do you not like it?” he turns to me with worry painted across his face. 

“No I love it.” I shake my head at a loss. I pull him into me and kiss him feverishly. I feel him relax and melt into me. “Fuck the wine.” I mumble against his lips as I palm him over his pants. 

He groans into my mouth and starts to unbuckle his belt. The second his zipper is down I’m pushing my hand in. I wrap around his hard length and he jerks his hips into me. He roughly pulls up my dress sliding his fingers through my wetness. I whine as he slips his fingers into me while I trail my thumb over his leaking slit. We’re messes in each other’s arms until we crumble to the blankets below us. 

My dress is bunched up around my waist and his pants are low on his hips allowing his length to spring free. He pushes in and we moan together. I hold onto him tightly as he slowly pumps into me. Every thrust pulls a soft whimper from my lips. His hair tickles my neck as he kisses and whispers into my ear. 

“Never leave me, my pretty girl. Stay with me. Please.” his voice is wrecked as we give each other pleasure. My pleasure pours through me leaving me gasping as I feel him still and fill me while leaving soft whimpers into my neck. We curl into one another breathing deeply while admiring. He sits up and opens both bottles and hands one to me. I sit up drinking from the bottle as he does the same. 

“Did you enjoy the date?” he asks before drinking from the bottle again. 

“Words can’t describe how much I enjoyed today.” I hum letting the sweet wine trickle down my throat. 

“Enough for you to move in with me?” he asks timidly before taking another drink for courage. 

“What about if we moved out.” I tilt my head biting my lip. 

“Like our own place?” he sets the bottle down. 

“Yeah. Me, you, and Sunfyre.” I nod my head smiling. 

“Don’t joke about this.” he his tone serious while his eyes study me. 

“I’m not.” I shake my head. “Let’s find a place, I’m serious.” I scoot towards him. 

“Will you stay with me here until we find a place we like?” he pulls me closer. 

“If you make more room for my clothes, yes.” I reach up and kiss him softly. 

“You don’t think it’s too fast?” he mumbles against my lips before pulling me on top of him. 

“Who cares.” I pull back and kiss down his jaw.  We fall back into the blankets once more molding our bodies as one. Once the breeze starts to become too much we take our wine and head back to his floor. We stumble into his room in a fit of giggles. I take my bottle of wine to go gaze out the city windows. I sigh when I finish it and place it on the ground. I feel Aegon come up behind me as he presses me against the windows. 

“Aegon,” I whine as the cool glass seeps through my dress. 

“Hm?” he chuckles pushing my legs open with his. 

I shudder as he pulls my dress off and presses me back against the window. I push back into him as I feel his skin and length pressed into my back. His hands roam over my front fondling my breasts. His rings have even more of a bite than the cold glass in front of me. One of his hands slides down and brushes against my bundle of nerves. 

“Please,” I breathe out chasing his fingers. 

“What do you want, pretty girl?” he kisses across my neck. 

“I wanna come around you.” I plead pushing back into him. I cry out as he slides into me pressing me against the glass. My eyes roll back at the heat he’s pouring into me with the contrast of the coolness on my front. My cheek slides against the glass as whimpers pour from my mouth. 

“I could put you in an art gallery as you are now. Fucking perfect.” his hips roll into mine as his name falls from my mouth. 

I feel my pleasure start to build as I push my hips back into him. His hand travels down my navel and swirls around my bud. My fingers smear down the glass as I reach for anything to hold on to. My nails dig into his arm as my high washes through me. He continues to pump into me as I pulse around him. 

“Fuck you always feel so good.” he grunts into my ear. He pulls out and hauls me over to the bed. He pushes me face down and I giggle as I lift myself out of the blankets. My giggles are replaced with a moan as he pushes into me with his hands digging into my hips. I bury my head into the pillows as I cry out. 

“Let me hear you.” he leans down over me to turn my head while slowly pumping into me. Whimpers pour from my mouth as he snaps his hips into me. He lifts up again and starts a fast pace that has me fisting the blankets. With every grind of his hips my legs threaten to give out. 

“Yes, Aegon,” I cry as my pleasure slams through me. His hips snap into mine once more as I feel warmth spread through me. He collapses on the blankets next to me bringing me into a lazy kiss. 

“We can just stay in bed and fuck all day now.” he mumbles against my lips. 

“We already do that.” I chuckle brushing my nails through his hair. 

“Yeah but it’s different.” his eyes shut as he leans into my touch. 

“Whatever you say, pretty boy.” I kiss him before we cuddle under the covers.

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next chap is going to be like an ep of house hunters 🤭 

Part 4

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[jammiee097]

little fuck toy

Warnings: 3racha x reader, threesome, shower sex, eating out, jerking, sucking dick, getting caught, friends with benefits, taking nude pictures, handcuffs, dirty talk, slut calling, cursing.. let me know if I forgot something 🙈🙈..

but most likely enjoy :)

My eyes went to the sound of the door immediately. It meant Changbin and Chan came home from the gym. I was so horny I just needed chan so much.

Chan and I have been FWB for over 4 months now, and I absolutely love it. I can just fuck him almost every time I feel horny, no more use of my own fingers, but his long dick. My mouth began watering of that thought.

'Y/n?' He said and looked inside the house. I turned up from the couch immediately. I was wearing my pink gym trousers which displayed my so lovely ass, and one of my tank tops, the same color. I knew he loved me in this.

He smiled and walked towards me, while Changbin went to the shower directly. 'Did you have a nice workout?' I ask looking at his sweaty forehead, his compression shirt so tight I could see his little abs. His grey sweatpants fitting him so nicely. 'Yeah, it was alright. You look extremely nice.' He says and looks at me questioning. I smiled and slowly turned around. I could hear a soft breath losing his mouth at the look of me. 'Did it for you..' I say, I look around seeing Han sitting on the couch. I stand on my toes trying to whisper something to chan. 'I'm soaking baby.. you need to do something about it..' I put his hand under my pants, letting him feel my pussy through the fabric.

Again a soft whimper left his mouth when He felt how wet I was for him. 'God your so sexy..' He says, 'Wanna hop in the shower?' He says, I nod.

walking over to the shower we couldn't resist anymore. I stopped him in the hallway, putting my arms around his neck kissing his soft lips. He gave him immediately, putting one of his hands on my hip and the other squeezing my ass. I moan softly between his lips of the grip he has on me. He slaps my ass, hard, feeling the frustration he has. I put my legs around his waist and he walked over to the door still kissing me.

Once we opened the door, We heard moans already.

'Fuck~ baby..'. We look at each other, getting of his waist and turning around. I look over at the shower, Changbin standing in the shower with his phone. jerking himself off. So enjoyed in his own pleasure he didn't even see us. His head facing the sealing as he fastened his pace. 'That nice ass, fuck~' He moans again.

Chan coughs. making the aroused changbin react. 'Oh fuck~' He says, his eyes wide, while trying to cover his hardened dick he let his phone flip out of his hands on the marmer floor. I gladly walk over to pick up his phone. 'Changbin you really need to close- IS THAT ME?' I say looking at his phone. He snatches his phone out of my hand. 'Go away. Im showering.' He says waving with his hand. Chan already walking out. 'No, Was that me? that was me huh? Are you jerking off to me?' I say and look at his eyes. 'What, no..' He says. 'Let me see your phone then, cause I clearly saw my face.' I say and cross my arms. making my boobs look bigger. I look at his eyes growing slightly bigger. I smirk and lick my lips slowly, trying to drive him crazy. 'Fuck it, yeah it was you.' He says and shows his phone.

I look at his phone, displaying a photo of me in my bikini on the beach, laying on my stomach displaying my ass real good. 'Chan?' I ask and walk over to him. 'Are you in for some pleasure?' I say and smirk. 'You want us both?' He says. I nod. 'Alright.'

I put off my pants leaving me in my pastel pink thong with white lace and my tank top. lowering myself on my knees in the shower, Taking changbin's fat cock into my hands. 'Do you mind?' I say slowly licking from balls to tip. 'Fuck no.' He says and plays with a lock of my hair. I smile pumping him, giving it kisses while looking him deeply in his eyes. 'So gorgeous.' He groans. I take him into my mouth slowly pumping him. Spitting on his dick, using my tongue trick on him while he began being a moaning mess.

I could feel chan behind me, also on his knees kissing my neck, shoulders. His hand wear on my waist slowly going under my top, my top was already draining in shower water, making it clear to see my matching pink bra under it. 'Can I take this off baby..' He whispered into my ear, biting softly in it. I nod. making changbin moan of my mouth movements.

I pull him out of my mouth and let chan pull of my top. His hands go to my bra squeezing my tits with no mercy. It makes me moaning around Changbins dick, making him more desperate for me. 'Go on chan, Fuck this feels good. dirty fucking slut.' He says putting his hands on the back of my head slowly fucking my mouth. I could feel chan his smirk onto my neck. his hand goes over my stomach on to my thong. He teases by going from left to right just under the waistband. When he kissed my neck several times he finally put two fingers in, finding my clit and making petite circles on it, making me moan.

'Fuck baby, that feels good.' Changbin says and fastens his pace, fucking me in my mouth. I Choke slightly of his thick dick. 'I- Shit, I can't take any longer, your mouth is so fucking warm baby.' He says, chan going a bit faster on my clit. the pleasure is much, but I could bare it. 'Fuck im gonna cum. im gonna-' And with one last thrust of changbin I could feel his cum shooting at the back of my throat. He lets go of my head. I smile, a little cum dripping out of my mouth. Chan removes his hand wiping away the cum with his thumb.

'Lick baby.' He says and I lick the cum off his thumb. Chan and I fully unclothe and step with him under the shower, chan his dick already hard. I wanted to drop onto my knees when they both stopped me. 'Nah Princess, you already did enough turn around to the wall.' Chan demands, stroking his dick slightly.

the tiles of the bathroom wall feeling cold against my body. 'Bent a little.' He says, his hands on my waist positioning me. 'Just like that... Ah Fuck~' He says filling me up without a warning. 'So tight babygirl.' He says slowly moving in and out of my dripping pussy. I moan loudly. He fastens a little with every thrust, making little whimpers into the air around us. His hand squeezing my waist lightly everytime he thrusts into me.

In the mean time Changbin went out to dry himself. looking at us the whole time, my face turned to him. His big muscle arms flexing with every move he makes, making me lick my lips. 'Liking the view babygirl?' Changbin says throwing away his towel. His hair slightly wet, his big body looking so delicious. In the mean time a jealous chan started thrusting deeper and harder into me. 'Hey, don't look at him like that.' He says. I moan before saying anything, 'So what?' I say and smirk at changbin. He cups my face. 'So lovely.' He says. 'Hell nah, she's a fucking slut, wanting two dicks. Can't even enjoy this one.' He says angrly slapping my ass. 'Fuck chan, that hurted.' I say looking at him. 'Don't get mad, your own fault.' He says and smirks. pushing himself extra deep, touching my g-spot. I moan out loud, 'do that again, im sorry baby.' I say, he thrusts into me very deeply, pulling away my butt cheeks. 'Fuck, I'm gonna cum.' I say and touch my clit. Chan snatches my hand. 'Hell nah.' he says again and places my hand on the wall again. 'You don't get to touch yourself princess.' He whispers leaving kisses on my back.

Chan goes from slow and deep, to extremely fast. the sloppy sounds being louder, his balls slapping against my cunt. his hands on my waist making me thrust into him more and more. 'Fucking slut.' He says. The only thing I can do is moan, my pussy slightly hurting from the amount of movement. 'Fuck.. Im gonna cum, your gonna be so full of cum baby.' He says and slaps my ass again, enjoying seeing it jiggle. He comes seconds later, the same with me, making my legs shake a little. He turns me around kissing me roughly, his tongue slipping inside of me, the water still running down on us.

'Come on darling, gonna pleasure you more.' Changbin says and tilts me up to his bedroom. He throws me on his bed, hair still wet, body still wet, pussy still wet enough. Chan comes in too, two pink sets of handcuffs in his hands. He puts them on my wrists closing the other end to the pole of the bed. only my legs still free. 'What are you guys..' Changbin picks up his phone, taking a photo of me laying on his bed, completely naked.

'Who are you sending that too.' I say and look at them. They both laugh. 'Doesn't matter darling, you are ours to ruin.' Chan says climbing on the bed to kiss me on my lips. his legs locking me in between him. 'You're so beautiful princess.' He says and kisses down my stomach. 'Now im gonna eat you out like the dirty girl you are.' He softly says smirking at me. I try to look down at him. Licking my clit, flicking it with his tongue. I moan softly. both his hands on my thighs. He kisses them to tease me. 'No go back.' I say. He comes up. 'Aww, no begging princess. Guess that's one edge in.' He whispers making me gasp.

He starts eating me out, licking my pussy from my hole to my clit. I arch my back out of the pleasure, closing my eyes. changbin went to stant next to me. 'open your eyes baby.' He says and looks at me. 'You gonna be a good girl to us?' He asks. I poutly nod yes, wanting to moan loud.

Chan has always been good at eating me out, that flat tongue of him being so large it could everything with me, enough saliva to actually make me finish so nicely. 'Taste so good.' He moans against my clit. 'Fuck chan, im gonna cum.' I say arching my back.

'Well, cause that will be with someone else.' Changbin says. I look at him, not understanding him. He just smiles and flicks chan on his shoulder. Chan stops and kisses my lower stomach one last time before leaving.

I groan out of irriation. Being all confused.

then I hear someone on in the hallway talking to him.

'I'll do my best.' He says and then appears in the doorframe.

'Hey wonderful. in a need to cum?' He says and licks his lips at the sight of me.

Han standing in the entrance of changbin his room. His dick displaying on the fabric of his shorts. He rubs his crotch through his pants looking at me. 'Talk to me.' He says. 'Yes.' I say and he just smirks. He pulls down his pants, not all the way just low enough to pull out of his dick. he places himself on my entrance and thruts into me. 'You looked so good in the picture baby.' He leans over me, kissing my neck while slowly thrusting into me.

'Making me hard immediately.' He whispers making me gasp moan. 'Fuckk~' I say and arch my back a little. He just giggles and graps my hips, thrusting me onto him faster. 'Did those guys tell you how good you felt? mhm?' He says. I shake my head. 'No? you feel so good darling, so fucking thight.' One of his hands leaving my waist for a second. Putting the end of his shirt into his mouth. then placing it on my waist again. 'Gonna make me feel good mhm?' he muffles out. I nod. 'Good girl.'

He thrusts deeper and harder into me, more like chan did in the shower. I moan and whine for his name, dick and everything else. he felt so good. 'yeah yeah. gonna fuck..' He says slowing a bit down. He presses his thumb on my clit rubbing it fast, making me choke on my moans. He thruts into me more and then when I know it, We both come at the same time. He falls down next to me.

Both trying to catch our breaths. Changbin and chan come walking into the room. Changbin having a cup of water into his hands, and Chan a black hoodie of his to put onto you. 'Our little fuck toy mhm?' He says petting my head after putting on the hoodie.

I giggle before taking a sip of water.

[zablife]

The Gold Chain

A/N: 🔞 This is simply porn with no plot based on the delectable gold chain Cillian has worn recently. I've never written for Cillian Murphy before, but I was inspired by the thirst of a few beloved mutuals. I hope you enjoy this bit of wish fulfillment girls! 😉

“You’re later than I expected,” you noted, looking up at your handsome fiance.

“I’m sorry. The Q&A ran long,” he explained, shedding his jacket by the door. You left the warmth of the kitchen to embrace him, taking in the new clothes he wore and one added item. Around his neck, you noticed a glint of gold peeking from under his shirt. It lay against his chest hair delicately, daring you to touch it.

Tracing your fingers over it lightly you asked, “What’s this?” , toying with the chain around his neck.

“I haven’t a clue, something the stylist chose,” he admitted. Frowning down at the jewelry he asked, “Should I take it off?”

“No!” you answered a bit too quickly. “L-leave it…” you quietly sputtered. 

Cillian looked up at you in surprise, a chuckle escaping his lips. “I’ll leave it,” he conceded.

You laced your arms around his neck, a wicked smile playing on your lips as you nodded your head in agreement.

“Should I take that to mean you like it?’ he asked teasingly.

You bit your lower lip, nodding again as words failed you. Cillian tapped your leg, indicating for you to jump and you hopped into his arms with a giggle.

Seeing the lustful look in your eye, he wasted no time steering you toward the bedroom and removing your pajamas. You took hold of his belt buckle, pulling him toward you as you unlaced it from his trousers quickly. In no time, you had his pants off and jerked your chin toward his upper half. He shucked off his shirt, throwing it at the lamp as you pulled him down on top of you.

“Missed you,” you whimpered against his full lips. 

“I’m here,” he comforted you, laying his body over yours protectively. The heat from his chest radiated over you pleasantly as you buried your face in his neck, smelling his cologne. The coolness of the chain grazed your throat and you lost all control.

“Need you to fuck me,” you mumbled caught in the haze of desire. And he complied instantly, using his knee to kick your legs apart. He pulled away from your tantalizing kisses momentarily to stare at your glistening wetness. A sigh of contentment issued from his lips as he stroked himself to hardness.

Without another word, he sheathed himself inside you, a low groan emitting from his throat in primal desire. “Please,” you begged, feeling him move languidly within your warm walls. Seeing your desperation, Cillian drove his hips into you, balls slapping your cunt with the force of his strokes. He needed this release as badly as you and was more than willing to give you the rough fuck you desired.

But not before he devoured your neck and mouth in sloppy kisses, hungrily seeking your tongue with his. The sounds of your lovemaking echoed through the room as you felt your release grow closer. The coil in your belly pulled tight as you watched the gold chain at his neck dance above you. It glimmered in the low light, winking at you with each powerful thrust. 

Hovering above your open mouth, it dropped onto your waiting tongue and you sucked on it gently as he slowed his movements. Hands lacing through your hair, then skimming your body with his rough palms, he asked in a deep voice, "Feeling good, baby?"

“Mmm-hmmm…I'm gonna...,” you began, but he knew what you would say, a bold smirk painting his handsome features.

“Cum for me, Y/n,” he urged you softly, pinching your erect nipples as the cord deep within you snapped. 

You moaned against his shoulder before biting down harshly to quell the shaking of your limbs, an orgasm ripping through you. Cillian followed soon after, hips pistoning into you until he faltered with a low groan. Filling you to the brim with his warm release, your eyes rolled back in your head, heels locked together behind his back. 

He chuckled as he fell toward the bed, peppering your face with gentle kisses. “You liked the jewelry?” he teased.

“That woman deserves a raise,” you noted breathlessly. And Cillian smiled, remembering the sheer black shirt he’d tried on earlier in the day. He didn't dare confide that now though, eager to see what your reaction would be to the next garment he surprised you with.

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Heavyweight: Chaggie

Buckle up, Buttercups! This is a bit long. Google translate will be your friend.

Charlie: (exiting her office after a 72 hour video meeting and bee-lining towards the bar) UggGHhghhhHHh!!!! I need a DRINK!!!

Alastor: (whirling in out of nowhere) I wouldn't go in there if I were you.

Charlie: (jumps) Holy Shit!!! Fuck! Alastor, can you not do that, please? You nearly gave me a heart attack.

Alastor: So sorry, dear. I'm just warning you before you go anywhere that the bar is in quite the unsavory state right now.

Charlie: What do you mean? Did Cherri invite her biker friends again?

Alastor: Oh, heavens, no! That little manager of yours would never allow that to happen again.

Charlie: Alastor, we've talked about this. Her name is Vaggie. But why is the bar in an unsavory state?

Alastor: (grins wider) Oh, I suppose you'll just have to see it to believe it, I'm afraid. (opens the door to the bar and latin music blares through the hotel)

Charlie: Alastor, I really don't have the mental fortitude to deal with your bipolar-

-Record Screech-

Charlie: -WHY IS VAGGIE BENCHING THE POOL TABLE IN NOTHING BUT A BRA AND HER SKIRT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Hazbins: GO!!! GO!!! GO!!! GO!!! GO!!!

Husker: (counting off Vaggie's reps) Forty-eight! Forty-nine! FIFTY!!!! That's it! Vaggie wins!!!

Vaggie: HA!!! (flips the pool table off to the side and stands up victoriously while speaking Spanish) ¡Toda la razón! ¡Paga, Ángel!

Hazbins: (half cheering and half groaning as money exchanges hands and a few lift Vaggie up like a champion)

Angel: (drunkenly slurring in Italian)

Charlie: And WHY are they speaking like that?!

Alastor: (cleaning his monocle) Ms. Vagatha found out that Angel took a video of your drunken stupor last week and demanded he give all copies to her. He said he would only do it if she out drank him.

Charlie: Again. Not her name. And WHAT?!?!?!?!

Alastor: Needless to say, that woman would do anything for you, so they went shot for shot on something called "tequila". Quite the show, if I say so myself. Angel ended up vomiting in the trash can. They've been arguing in Spanish and Italian ever since. It's almost friendly at this point.

Charlie: BUT WHY IS VAGGIE HALF NAKED?!?!?!?!?!

Alastor: (obviously disgusted by the display but keeping his smile) She didn't want to rip her uniform.

Vaggie: (spots Charlie from her elevated position)

¡Charlie, mi amor!

Charlie: (arrow to the heart as she watches Vaggie hop down and strut over to her, eyes zeroed in on the sway of her girlfriend's hips) Oh, fuck..... I'm in trouble....

Vaggie: (hugs Charlie tight before taking her hand and kissing it) ¿Cómo estuvo tu reunión?

Charlie: (gets goosebumps and blushes) UuuUuUhhhHHHhhh.... V-Vaggie, babe, y-you know I'm not good with my Spanish yet.

Vaggie: Lo sé. (chuckles deeply and looks at Charlie through her long lashes as she snakes her arm around Charlie's waist while the other hand strokes her thumb over Charlie's pulse on her wrist) También sé que te gusta cuando te hablo así en español.

Charlie: (blushing deeper as she wiggles out of her suit jacket and wraps it around Vaggie's shoulders) L-Let's get you covered up.

Vaggie: (smirking as she traces her fingers around the waistband of Charlie's trousers and gently untucks her shirt so she can drag her fingers across the pale skin underneath) Eres tan dulce… y tan sexy cuando te sonrojas.

Charlie: (feels her tail and horns spring up as Vaggie's nails drag across the skin of her hip and tries to corral Vaggie towards the door) OH-KAY!!! L-Let's get you upstairs to bed!

Vaggie: (maneuvers herself so she's escorting Charlie up the stairs leading to their room and uses her wings so that she can hover right next to Charlie's ear from behind) Only if you join me~

Charlie: (thighs pinch together as a spark of electricity jolts through her body and whines) ...oh fuck....

Vaggie: Now, you're catching on~

[kimludcom]

SPECIFICATIONSBrand Name: NoEnName_NullApplicable Season: Four SeasonsOrigin: Mainland ChinaCN: HenanMaterial: POLYESTERApplicable Scene: CASUALPant Style: Cargo PantsStyle: HIP HOPModel Number: FLY-XKThickness: LightweightWaist Type: MIDDecoration: PocketsWaist Size(in inches): 2 - 2.8Gender: MENItem Type: full length

[theresthesnitch]

Sirius woke up to the sound of heavy footsteps running up the stairs. He smiled, realizing it meant Harry was home, but it took Remus shifting in his arms to remember exactly what position they were about to be found in.

Remus lifted his head and seemed to realize what they were hearing a moment after Sirius, but Harry's footsteps were on the landing. They hadn't talked about what they were, much less what they were going to tell Harry, and he was about to find them naked in bed together. Sirius panicked and pushed Remus onto the floor on the far side of the bed just before Harry opened the door.

“Sirius!” Sirius turned around and pat the bed next to him. Harry hopped up and leaned into Sirius’s hug. “Sleeping in?”

“Um, yeah.” Sirius pulled the blanket tighter around his hips. “Remus and I were up late last night.” He hoped Harry didn’t ask questions about it.

Instead, Harry blushed. “Yeah, uh. I was too.”

Sirius laughed. “Oh, were you? Want to tell me about it?”

Harry smiled. “Sure, but can we wait for Remus too? Where is he? He wasn’t in his room.”

Sirius was sure that Harry would be able to tell that Remus was in the room by the way his heart rate changed. “Uh, maybe he is in the bathroom?”

"No, it was open."

"The kitchen?"

Harry shook his head. "I flooed into the kitchen."

Sirius pressed his lips together, thinking fast. "Maybe he went to pick up breakfast?"

Harry pulled back from the hug to look up at Sirius in confusion. "You think Remus woke up early to go get breakfast after you both were up late? Remus?"

"He knew you were coming!" Sirius covered quickly. "He might have set an alarm."

Harry stopped to consider that for a moment, then looked excited. "Do you think he's getting donuts? Cause I could really go for one now."

Sirius laughed. "You know, he might be!"

Harry scooted to the edge of the bed. "I'm going to go put my bag away and then make tea. I bet he'll want a cuppa by the time he gets here."

"You're probably right. Make me one too, Haz? I'm probably going to shower real quick."

Harry looked back with a smile. "Of course. I wouldn't forget you." Harry turned and walked out of the room.

Sirius scrambled to the far edge of the bed. “Remus? Oh Merlin, I’m so sorry.”

Remus peaked out from under the bed. “You know, I’ve had some pretty bad experiences the morning after hooking up with a guy, but I think shoved out of bed and forced into buying breakfast just might top all the rest.”

Sirius swallowed hard. “Sorry, it was just he was coming in, and I panicked. We hadn’t talked about us or what to tell Harry and–”

“And now I’m going out to get breakfast.” Remus slid out from under the bed fully now, and moved to start putting on clothes.

“I’m so sorry about that.” Sirius sat on the edge of the bed. “I’ll go if you want me to instead. You don’t have to.”

“And what, do you have some polyjuice sitting around so I can be you for the next hour?” Remus shook his head and pulled his trousers up. “It’s fine.”

Sirius bit his lip as he watched Remus dress. “I know we just talked last night about me fighting for you, but this is not me not fighting for you. It’s just–it’s Harry, and I’m–”

“Harry is your priority.” Remus looked at him with a smile, and Sirius felt his pulse settle a bit. “I’m not mad. He should be your priority. It was also kind of funny listening to you scramble for an explanation. I’ll go out and get breakfast now. Donuts, apparently.”

“I’ll pay for them. You can get some money out of my wallet.”

Remus snorted. “You’re damn right, you’re paying. I’m getting myself a coffee too.”

“Whatever you want. A breakfast roll, too. Or an extra donut.” Sirius grabbed his hand. “Are we alright?”

Remus stepped closer, legs pressed against Sirius’s knees over the edge of the bed. He cupped Sirius’s face, stroking his thumb over his cheekbone. “You still like me?”

Sirius bit back the retort that Remus used the wrong L word, and merely answered, “Yes.”

Remus leaned forward and brushed his lips against Sirius’s. “Then yes, we’re alright. We’ll talk about it later, when Harry is busy or whatever.”

“I’d really like that.”

[avoxrising]

The Feral One • Ch 19

Finnick x Y/N

Series Masterlist Link

My goal with this was to write realistic super consensual smut and zero plot so I hope I achieved that :)

Content Warnings - Smut! Mention of past prostitution

When you get back to your now shared cabin, Finnick pulls you into a deep kiss. You lean into it as his fingers glide down your back, coming to rest just above your hips.

“I think I’m ready to give it a try if you are,” he states, looking into your eyes for a reaction.

“I’m ready,” you reply, giving him a nod. “We can stop at any point if it becomes too much.”

“Your lead,” he grins as he pulls you into another kiss.

You guide him back towards his bed, motioning for him to sit on it. Turning around, you have him unzip your dress, allowing it to drop on the ground. Luckily Katniss had an unused pair of lingerie at her place that she let you take. She said she hadn’t worn any of the pairs Cinna sent.

Finnick stares at you in awe, taking in your features. You were the most beautiful person he had ever seen, and he’d unfortunately seen a lot of people.

Reaching towards him, you pull off his jacket, instructing him to unbutton his shirt. He nearly rips the shirt trying to pull it off quickly, causing you to giggle.

“Slow down Finnick I’m not going anywhere,” you laugh.

“You better not be,” he sheepishly smiles.

Once his torso was bare he allowed your fingers to explore every inch of it. They glided gently across his muscles, admiring his physique.

“Can I take my pants off?” he asks. “They’re getting a bit tight.”

You nod and allow him to hop off the bed to remove his trousers, revealing the bulge in his underwear. He lays back onto the bed and motions for you to climb on top of him which you eagerly do.

Making out with him felt so right. You never thought you could feel happiness and bliss from an intimate moment, not since the incident. But here you are, doing just that.

You can feel his bulge growing harder underneath you as you straddle him. Wiggling your hips a bit, you elicit a moan out of him causing you to panic.

“Finnick,” you state, getting his attention. “I don’t actually know how to do any of this.”

He sits up to look you in the eyes.

“I’m so glad you don’t,” he says, taking your hands in his. It hits you that the only reason he knows is because of his years being used in the capital.

“Do you want me to take the lead?” he asks. “We can stop at any point.”

You nod and he goes to lay you down but you quickly stop him.

“I’d feel better if I was on top,” you state. He immediately allows you to sit back up. “Also, I think I want to touch you first before you touch me.”

He nods and goes to sit back against the headboard. He gives you another affirmative nod as your fingers hover over the waistband of his underwear, silently asking if you could remove them.

Sliding them down, you are met with the sight of his glistening erection. You sit there for a moment just to look at it.

“It’s perfect,” you grin. Finnick laughs before guiding your hand to touch it.

“It’s not going to hurt you,” he replies as your hand wraps around his shaft. He guides it up and down and you start to get the hang of it.

Touching a dick felt different than you thought it would. You hadn’t seen many hard ones before and for some reason you thought it would feel different than what you were feeling. Experimentally, you run your thumb over the tip, eliciting a moan from Finnick and coating your finger in his juices.

“How do I?” you ask, unsure of how you should continue. Finnick grabs a piece of rope from his nightstand and ties your hair up with it.

“Don’t try to fit all of it in your mouth,” he instructs. “Only do what’s comfortable. Licking is encouraged but don’t bite it.”

You hum and lower your mouth to his shaft, licking a line up it. The area smells distinctly like Finnick, which is hard to explain but makes sense in your mind.

Sticking just the tip in your mouth, you gently suck on it, making Finnick squirm.

“Fuck, Y/N,” he groans. “That feels so good.”

You proceed to suck on his erection, periodically moving to lick his shaft or swirl your tongue around the tip. He moans and squirms beneath you as he continues to praise your movements. You pause to ask him if touching his balls would be ok and he gives you the go ahead.

Years of appointments in the capital have left him with difficulties finishing when he wants to, so when he senses your mouth is getting tired he suggests switching to a different activity.

“But you haven’t cum yet,” you state, still holding him in your hand.

“It’s ok,” he shakes his head. “I don’t need to.”

You give him a sad look before allowing him to switch the activity.

“Would it be ok to touch you now?” he asks. “I can walk you through everything I’m doing.” You nod in agreement and he has you sit on his thigh facing him.

“Is there anything in particular you like?” he asks.

“I haven’t really tried anything,” you admit.

“If you feel comfortable laying back that will feel better,” he explains and you lay back against the pillows.

He allows you to keep the lingère on, gently sliding the crotch of your panties to the side.

“I’m just gonna touch the outside,” he states. “I will tell you before I stick a finger in you, ok?”

You nod in agreement. You could do this.

You can’t help but let out a small moan as his fingers begin circling your clit, an area which had rarely ever felt contact. He wets his fingers with your leaking juices periodically, not wanting to hurt your sensitive skin with the friction of his fingers.

It only takes a few minutes before you come undone. If only his fingers did this you can’t imagine what else is possible. He grins down at you as you lay there panting, taking in. He lets you mellow out before asking if you want to continue, and you do.

You move to straddle him but he quickly lays you back down.

“If you want to do this than I have to stretch you out first,” he explains. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

His explanation makes sense so you allow his fingers to return to your core along with his mouth. The feeling of his tongue on your slit feels weird but you allow him to keep going. Once he deems you wet enough, he moves his lips to your clit and prods your entrance with his pinkie.

You are glad he started with his smallest finger. Your walls stretch around it as it burrows deeper into your center. It’s not the most pleasant feeling but you know it should feel good once you get used to it.

After a minute, he sizes up to his index finger. This finger is much longer and reaches even deeper inside you. It causes you to whine in discomfort and Finnick pauses for a moment for you to adjust. If this was just his finger then how was the real thing going to feel?

He moves his mouth up to yours, hoping to occupy your mind away from any discomfort you may be feeling. This definitely works as you barely even notice that he slips his middle finger in alongside his index finger. The pressure is starting to feel good, and you think you’ve finally adjusted when he scissors you open, causing a burning sensation in your core.

“Ah,” you cry trying to push through it.

“Too much?” he asks and you give him a nod. He removes his fingers for a minute until you tell him to try again. This time he isn’t so abrupt with his movements and even manages to reach a deep spot within you that sends pleasure running up your spine.

He removes himself from you when he feels your orgasm building. You were ready, and you told him so when he asked. He switches places with you so you could sit on top of him.

“You set the pace,” he tells you. “It will sting at first so give yourself a few minutes to adjust. You don’t have to start moving right away.”

You nod and have him line himself up with your entrance, waiting for his consent before you begin to lower yourself. You heed his advice, slowly lowering yourself bit by bit and pausing every few moments to adjust. It hurt at first when his head entered you but the rest of him wasn’t as bad. You could feel yourself stretching around him, amazed at how your body could do that.

Before you know it, you have fully sat down on him. The feeling is weird but not a bad one. You hold onto his hands to anchor yourself, inhaling deep breaths to remain calm. You were fine, in fact, you were better than fine.

You slowly rise back up before sitting down again, feeling his shaft glide in and out of you. He moves his hands to your hips to guide you, and you move your hands to his stomach.

He matches your movements with thrusts of his own, while still allowing you to set the pace. When you sped up, he sped up. And when you slowed down, he slowed down. You removed your bra and moved to lay yourself down on him, allowing him to continue his movements. Your lips moved to his as his hands moved to your ass, allowing him to guide you on and off of him.

You leave kisses along his jawline and neck, whispering to him how perfect he is and how safe he makes you feel. He kisses back with more passion, being careful not to leave any marks on your skin.

You could feel your orgasm approaching as your clit rubbed against his pubic bone and his dick hit the soft spot deep inside of you.

“I’m close,” you tell him, allowing him to pick up the pace. He rams in and out of you, making you bounce on him while you moan his name. Eventually a feeling of pure pleasure washes onto you as you release onto him.

“Thank you,” you smile as he cleans you up. You both decide to sleep on the spare bed and deal with changing the sheets tomorrow.

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Fair Weather Fellows

@torpetavantas asked for a fic where Legend and Twilight' hair changes colour, due to their animal forms and cold weather.

This fic allowed me to explore their relationship a little bit more, as they're a pairing I don't see very often. So thanks for the suggestion, I hope you enjoy this little tail.

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“Any luck?” Legend asked, trying to stop his teeth from chattering as he looked up. 

Twilight gave his head a forlorn shake as he came closer. Snow dusted his black pelt and had started to soak into his hair, which he tried to shake out. 

“None, this blizzard is too thick and after that mess of a battle the others could have spread out anywhere over this mountain,” Twilight sighed, hands on his hips. 

Legend's shoulders dropped and he held his fire rod that bit tighter. At the moment it was their only source of heat among the pine trees providing what little shelter they could. However, Legend could feel it drawing on his magic reserves and they wouldn't be able to rely on it for much longer. 

Twilight stared around at the sheet of white surrounding their little hollow. His keen eyes scanning for any sign of movement or shelter. But he was faced only by a wall of white. Even the mountain peak which had been visible earlier, had completely disappeared. 

“We can't stay here Lege, we need to find some shelter. I can survive the cold for a while, but I'm not sure you're so well equipped,” Twilight indicated Legend's bare legs. 

“If this is a ploy to get me to wear trousers, it's not going to work,” Legend grinned playfully. “But you're right, if we sit out in this storm much longer we'll both be in trouble. Don't suppose you have any idea which era we're in?”

“Not a clue. Those monsters were a mixed bag so no indicators there, we'll just have to hope we stumble across some civilisation at some point.” 

“So we just wander around in the snow hoping to find some shelter? Sounds like a good way to get us killed!” 

Twilight shot Legend an exasperated look as he pulled his fur cloak from his shoulders. He tossed it to Legend, who caught it with fumbling fingers. 

“Don't you need it?” Legend asked, already feeling the second hand warmth radiating from the dark fluff. 

“I've got another one,” Twilight replied with a crooked smile, before a shower of jet crystals surrounded the hero. 

Twilight shook out his coat and the aches of his transformation before padding towards Legend. The wolf gave a soft boof then turned to look over his shoulder. 

“You want me to get on?” Legend asked, uncertain about this arrangement. 

He was still a little uncomfortable about the fact that Wolfie was his brother Twilight. Legend had been less welcoming of Wild's wolf companion than the others in the first place. His borrowed instincts telling him to stay away from large predators. Then after the revelation that Twilight had been the wolf the whole time, Legend was dubious about the dark magic surrounding his crystal. 

Needless to say, Legend didn't find the idea of riding the wolf particularly appealing. However, the thought of trudging through deep snow with bare legs was even less so. With a sigh, Legend threw Twilight's cloak around his shoulders and put away his fire rod. In a few hops he managed to climb up onto the wolf’s back. 

Twilight only waited a moment to make sure Legend had a good enough grip on his fur before he was off. With his heightened senses the mountain came alive with scents and sights invisible to his Hylian eyes. There were deer trails and bear signs, but very few recent tracks. The constant snow having covered them up. 

Legend of course saw none of this. He decided to hold onto Wolfie for dear life and bury his face in Twi's fur. The rocking motion of Twilight's strides was uncomfortable and verging on nauseating. Legend was reminded of the feeling he got when he used the tornado rod, jostled about at something else's whim. He just hoped Twilight would find them some shelter sooner rather than later. 

***

“I think this is a good spot,” Legend shouted over the rushing wind. 

He emerged from the narrow cave to find Wolfie still on guard by the entrance, but he turned his head when Legend approached. 

“We can pack snow around the entrance to make it smaller and stop the wind getting in, but it will do for now to get us out of the elements. Are you going to…?” Legend's question trailed away as Twilight answered it. 

As he turned around, Legend watched the last shadow crystals fading away as Twilight stood up on two legs. 

“Why do you stare like that?” Twi asked. “You have an animal form too, is mine so odd to you?” 

“It's not that, look, don't worry about it. Let's just get inside and get a fire going.” Legend dodged Twilight's question and turned back towards the cave. 

Troubled by his companions' behavior, Twilight followed Legend at a distance, making sure not to crowd the smaller hero in the narrow cave. They quickly set about making a campfire and worked together to block up the entrance to the cave with hard packed snow. 

“My hands are freezing!” Legend shuddered, holding them close over the flickering flames. 

“You want some spare clothes?” Twilight offered. 

“I've got a blanket,” Legend replied stiffly. “We should probably take it in turns to sleep, make sure we aren't found by monsters or wolfos.”

“Agreed. Rock leaf blade to see who goes first?” 

Legend sighed, they often settled small decisions like this with the children's game. 

“Okay, on three, and no best of three like Wind plays it either.” 

“Alright, one, two, three.”

The two boys slapped their fists against their palms in time with the count until Twilight reached three. Legend kept his hand curled into a fist, while Twilight held out two fingers. 

“Rock beats sword, you're taking the first watch,” Legend announced, with a satisfied wiggle. 

“Fine, get some sleep, Lege, I'll wake you in a few hours.”

Legend was more than happy to oblige as he wrapped himself up in his thickest blanket, making sure to tuck in all his limbs. Laid down on his bedroll, as close to the fire as possible, Legend closed his eyes and willed for sleep to claim him quickly. Meanwhile, Twilight gently touched the crystal hanging from his neck and shifted back into wolf form. The now familiar ache and pain of his transformation exacerbated by the frigid cold. Shaking his shaggy fur to fluff himself up, Twilight padded over to the entrance to their little sanctuary and sat down to peer out at the cold world beyond. 

***

It had been mid afternoon when the Chain had been split up. Twilight gave Legend until what he deemed midnight before he decided to wake him for his turn on watch. Wrinkling his nose and letting out a long yawn, Twilight rose and walked back towards the fire. Though his thick fur kept him nice and warm in such conditions, the heat of the fire was extremely welcoming to his extremities. 

Twilight started to focus his thoughts into transforming back into his Hylian form, deciding Legend wouldn't appreciate being woken by a giant wolf in a strange cave. However, when he saw Legend shivering on the ground, he hesitated. 

The slender teen had done his best to wrap himself up snug and tight, but clearly one blanket and a dwindling fire wasn't enough. Legend's teeth chartered and his eyelids flickered every now and then. With his blanket pulled all the way up to his nose his boots stuck out at the other end. Clearly he was uncomfortable and cold, but Twilight wasn't sure what the best thing to do would be. 

He didn't want to wake Legend only for him to have to sit and shiver through the night on watch. The Captain would probably berate them both for not setting a watch, but the Captain wasn't there. Legend was cold and exhausted and Twilight could only do so much. 

Deciding to lend his own body heat to the problem, Twilight curled himself around Legend's back. He just prayed he wouldn't give the vet a heart attack when he woke up. 

***

“Mnn,” Legend moaned, as he drifted back into the realm of consciousness. 

As soon as he realised he was awake however, he decided he wanted to go back to sleep. His body tingled with warmth and comfort, something this adventure had been sorely lacking. The last time he remembered feeling this cosy, he had been sitting beside his fiancé in front of a roaring fire, a cup of his favorite tea warming his hands. 

Right now however, despite his desire to drift back to sleep, Legend was curious to know why he was so warm. And why Twilight had apparently neglected to wake him for his watch. Legend focused his eyes a little better and found the campfire was close to burning itself out. Only a few smoldering coals remained from the branches and sticks he had piled on before going to sleep. 

Alarmed that their heat source was about to go out, Legend rolled free of his blanket and quickly stacked some small sticks on top of the embers to bring the fire back to life. 

“What gives Rancher?! You almost let the fire go out!” Legend began to reprimand his companion, as he turned around. “What the…!” 

Legend fell back onto his hand as Wolfie’s sleeping form met his gaze. The dark creature opened its jaws unnaturally wide as it yawned and clicked its tongue. Twilight looked around bleerily at the sudden exclamation, his eyes quickly finding Legend staring back at him. Though the Vet was alarmingly close to the fire and Twi was concerned he might fall backwards and hurt himself. 

“Woo,” Twilight mewled softly, nodding at the fire then Legend. 

“You nearly scared me half to death!” Legend replied. “Why are you Wolfie?”

In his current form Twilight could understand his brothers well enough, but was unable to speak back to them. After considering for a moment, he shifted, instantly feeling the chill of the cave as his fur disappeared. 

“Sorry Lege, I was going to wake you in the night, but you were so cold I was afraid you might freeze to death if I didn't keep us both warm. I'm sorry I frightened you.”

“You should have woken me up Rancher, I would have been just fine. I've dealt with the cold plenty of times. You don't have to fuss over me like I'm a child.”

“I wasn't fussing, I was just worried,” Twilight insisted, pushing himself to his feet. 

“Well you can save your worry for someone who needs it. I need to go take a leak.” Legend brushed himself off as he stood and walked towards the mouth of the cave. 

Twilight was about to warn Legend that it was still frigid and dangerous outside, but given the Vet’s prickly nature this morning, he decided against it. 

***

“No sign of anyone?” Legend asked, as Twilight squeezed himself back through the cave mouth. 

“None. Wherever we are it's not a well trodden area. There's no sign of the rest of the boys either. Looks like we're stuck up here until the weather clears up,” Twilight sighed, shrugging snow from his shoulders and shaking it from his hair. 

“Hmm, the news just keeps getting better!” Legend scoffed. “You've still got snow in your hair by the way.”

Twilight ran his hands through his hair once more, but he couldn't feel any more snowflakes clinging to his locks. Maybe Legend was just messing with him. After being trapped on the icy mountain for over a week, they were both beginning to get cabin fever. 

“What's for supper?” Twilight asked, pulling off his wet cloak and picking up a blanket instead. 

“I'll give you three guesses!” Legend said in a tired voice, as he poked at the pot over the fire. 

“Mmm, ration stew, my favorite!” Twilight replied in an exaggerated faux excitement. 

Rations had been Warriors’ idea. Each time they were able to stock up on supplies, each of the boys took enough to last them a few days on their own in the wilderness, in case they got separated. Legend and Twilight had estimated their joint supplies would last them another week or so at their current rate. After that, they would either have to hope the seemingly endless storm would finally blow over, or they could at least hunt some food. 

As Twilight plonked himself on the ground beside the fire and rubbed his hands over the flames, Legend's hair caught his eye. 

“You been outside while I was gone?” He asked. 

“Huh?” Legend looked up from the stew. 

“Your hair,” Twilight said, pointing at Legend's lop-sided fringe. “The pink bits are all white, like it's got frost on it or something.”

“What are you talking about? I haven't been out…” Legend frowned, putting down his spoon to examine his hair. 

As he lifted the lock to his face however, he stopped short. Twilight wasn't exaggerating. At least six inches of Legend's hair had turned a brilliant white. Definitely the hair itself, not frost touched as Twilight had suggested. 

“Huh, that's probably concerning, right?” 

“I don't know, I always thought the pink was pretty strange to be fair,” Twilight shrugged unhelpfully. Not that he could think of anything else to say. 

“Well whatever it is, you've got it too. And weren't the marks on your face black before?” 

“What?!”

Legend rummaged in his pack and pulled out a small hand mirror which he tossed towards Twilight. Catching the small disk and holding it up to his face, Twilight's brow creased as his eyes widened. Large strands of his dark blond hair had turned white, just as Legend's had. Alarmingly the Vet was right about the mark on his forehead and cheek bones too. The Twili eye, a mark of his cursed form, had changed from charcoal gray to brightest white. 

“Fuck!” Twilight exclaimed, holding the mirror closer to his face to get a better look. 

“Something in this area must be affecting us somehow,” Legend said sagely. 

“D’you think…” Twilight trailed off, his mind racing. “Hang on a second.”

Before Legend could object, Twilight grabbed his crystal and shifted. As the shards of twilight faded around the wolf, Legend raised an eyebrow. 

“Well, that's interesting. Um, Twilight, you're going white.” Legend said tentatively. 

Twilight frowned and lifted a paw to inspect his fur. Just as Legend said, the dark gray colour had faded away to an almost pure white. Though there were still dark patches, Twilight's pelt was definitely in the process of changing colour. Concerned eyes met Legend's as Twilight lifted his head and let out a soft whine. 

“I don't think it's something we need to worry about. Unless it's permanent of course,” Legend sighed, still fiddling with his own hair. 

As his gaze drifted from Twilight back to himself a thought began to form. A possible explanation to what was happening to them. Legend sighed deeply. 

“Can… can you transform me while you're like that? Or do I have to touch the crystal?”

Twilight did his best approximation of a shrug while he tilted his head to one side. 

“I'm gonna take that as an ‘I have no idea’!” Legend chuckled, uncrossing his legs as he pushed himself up. “Let me try something.”

Twilight padded forwards and Legend held out a hand, which he softly placed on Twilight's forehead. Right over the now black mark on his head. Twi's fur was warm beneath Legend's fingers, and though instinct tugged at his insides that this was a predator, Legend fought to keep his focus. 

Legend wasn't sure what he was doing, but he had an idea. Reaching out with his own magical awareness, he searched for the Twili magic that had transformed his brother. It was difficult to distinguish between Twilight's own innate magic and the power of the Twili crystal. They seemed so intertwined and integral to one another. 

In that moment of connection, Legend finally understood why Twilight coveted the crystal and the power it bestowed upon him. Their ranch hand often spoke of the Twilight Princess he had fallen for, without being able to declare his love. Since the crystal was his only remaining connection to the Twilight Realm, there was no wonder he enjoyed being in his wolf form so much. 

When Legend opened his eyes Twilight loomed over him as though he had grown twice his size. Looking down of course it wasn't Twilight who had grown, but Legend who had shrunk. 

“Huh, he looks a bit like candy floss!” Twilight thought to himself. 

Legend suddenly froze, an action which had nothing to do with instincts or the cold. Slowly, he turned his head to stare at the wolf standing beside him. 

“Did you just…? Did I just… hear you speak?” He uttered, voice almost stuck in his throat. 

“Wait? You can understand me like this?!” Twilight exclaimed, excitement evident in his voice as he lowered his head. 

“Um, yeah, I can understand you perfectly. Your voice is a bit deeper like this, but you still sound like yourself Twi.” Legend replied 

“Wow, the only person I've ever been able to talk to in this form was, Midna,” Twilight still sounded thrilled, but his tone changed as he said Midna’s name. 

“No one else understands you like this?” Legend frowned, which in his current form Twilight thought was adorable. 

“Well I've always been able to talk to other animals, maybe that's why you can hear me? Maybe it's an animal thing more than a crystal thing?”

“Perhaps. Wait, did you say I looked like cotton candy?!” Legend suddenly exclaimed, crossing his tiny forelegs.

“Yes, sorry. I didn't know you would hear that.” Twilight replied sheepishly. 

Feeling a little more relaxed, Twilight sat back on his hind legs, his tail wagging softly behind him. 

“Right. So, your markings have almost completely reversed,” Legend mused, taking a few steps forwards. “The bits that were dark are now going white and the white bits are sort of gray.”

“Really?” 

Twilight tried to look back on himself to get a look at his coat, but one thing he had always found as a wolf was that he could hardly see his own form. Realising Twilight's struggle, Legend picked up the mirror off the ground and held it up. In his tiny fury paws the mirror felt huge, covering his entire head. 

“Wow, I look… Really different,” Twilight uttered, as he observed what he could see of himself in the tiny mirror. “I hardly recognise myself!”

“You still look like a big dumb beast to me!” Legend scoffed. 

“And you really do look like candy floss! Especially that fluffy little tail of yours, all pink and white swirls.” Twilight teased, baring his teeth. “I could just eat you all up, probably wouldn't take more than a few bites.”

Enjoying his game, Twilight began to stalk towards the pale rabbit. Mischief and hunger in his eyes. He lowered his body to the ground as though about to pounce. 

“Perhaps I'll have a candy rabbit for supper instead of rations tonight?”

Legend's heart beat was racing. He could feel it pounding against his small rib cage. His nose twitched, taking in every scent emanating from Twilight. But curse his rabbit's heart for making it impossible to figure out what to do. His eyes darted left and right, searching for escape. 

Twilight shifted in his peripheral vision and Legend panicked. He turned on the spot and dove beneath the blankets in an attempt at hiding. Burying himself so completely that Twilight lost sight of him. 

“Vet?!” Twilight huffed a laugh. “Legend? Hey, are you okay? I'm sorry if I scared you. I just wanted to have some fun.” 

No response came from the pile of blankets, save for a faint shivering. Twilight let out a deflated sigh, perhaps he had taken his joke too far. After all, Legend had been cautious of Twilight in his wolf form when he was a Hylian. Only Spirits knew how he felt about Twi in his rabbit shape. 

Twilight dropped down to the ground, pressing his chin against the floor of the cave. He puffed out a breath through his nose before nudging the lump under the blankets. 

“Legend,” said Twilight in his softest voice. “I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. Well, maybe I did a little bit. I guess my instincts in this form are pretty strong. But I really don't want you to be scared of me. You're my brother and I only want you to be happy, I don't want you to think of me as a big scary monster. So please come out and talk to me.”

It took several minutes for the blankets to stir. Twilight waited patiently as two white ears appeared on the other side of the bed roll, followed by a pair of violet eyes and a tiny black nose. Legend's eyes were still wide and wary, and they never left Twilight as he emerged from the safety of his cover. 

“For a minute there, I really thought you were going to hurt me,” Legend breathed. His heart still racing as he struggled to calm his breath. 

“I would never hurt you, Legend, I was being stupid. I'm so sorry I scared you. Please believe I would never wish you harm, no matter how I look.” Twilight insisted, a shard of ice forming in his heart at the stare which Legend fixed on him. 

“I… I know you wouldn't hurt me. I do. It's just, when I'm in this form, it's like I can't control my instincts. I hate being a rabbit. It makes me feel weak and vulnerable. Can't believe you got turned into a wolf.”

Legend crossed his forelegs again and turned away. His left ear twitched in frustration and Twilight could sense Legend's emotions coming off of him in waves. 

Great, as if he didn't feel guilty already. 

“Lege, I… I don't know why our forms are so different. But you are definitely selling yourself short. You should see just how fast you can run, it's impressive. I can only run fast for a short time before I get exhausted. And it's clear your senses are far stronger than mine. You keep twitching your ear like you're listening to something. I'm guessing you're listening to the storm outside?”

“It's loud and annoying, kinda like you,” Legend scoffed. 

“In any case, you shouldn't compare yourself to me. You've done and seen so much Lege, I had one adventure and I had so much help doing everything. Without Midna I never would have succeeded in saving Zelda and the Twilight Realm. Without this form and her power, I never would have made it. 

         But you, you've been on so many quests I've lost count of all the stories you've told us. Even if you were weak and vulnerable, which you are not, surely being a hero of courage means overcoming those obstacles. Which you have done ten times more than the rest of us.”

“Hmm, I guess you have a point. Courage not being the absence of fear and all that.”

Legend paused and sighed. The fire was dying again. During their shenanigans they had both neglected to keep it going. Even through his fur Legend could feel the air in the cave steadily growing cooler. 

“We should change back and get the fire going again.”

“Um, about changing back.” Twilight said slowly. 

“Urgh, I totally forgot about that. Don't suppose you've come across any moon pearls since the last time I was like this?” Legend groaned, squeezing his eyes shut as he tapped his foot on the floor. 

“No, sorry. I should have said something earlier, but I forgot you can't change back on your own. But since we're kind of warmer like this anyway, I'll stay like this until we can get out of here.” Twilight insisted, sitting up again and giving his head a firm nod. 

“You sure?” 

“Positive, I like being Wolfie. And I have no idea if this colour change thing will ever happen again. I kinda like it.”

“Its probably because of the weather,” Legend sighed. 

As he spoke he began pulling the blankets into more of a pile together. Twilight stood up and joined him, lending his teeth to the effort. Teeth which Legend found he no longer flinched at the sight of. 

“Wha do ou mean t wever?” Twilight asked with a mouthful of blankets. 

“In my time there are hares that live on the snowy peaks. During the summer when there's less snow on the ground, their coats are brown to disguise themselves. But in the winter when it gets colder, their fur changes to white so they can blend in with the snow cover.”

“Thats really clever. Goats do something similar by shedding their thicker wool during the summer. But I've never known of a colour changing creature before. That's so cool.”

“Yeah, well, looks like we are now thanks to these forms,” Legend sighed un-enthusiatically. 

He plonked himself down on the edge of the blankets beside the fire and picked up a few sticks to throw onto the pile. A few sparks flew up but the fire barely changed. Twilight decided to help and picked up a larger branch in his teeth, adding it carefully to the fire. With the extra fuel the flames began to grow once more, adding a little more warmth to their little haven. 

“I know I've said your rabbit form is cute, but it's also pretty cool. You know I like animals, and having a brother who can turn into one is pretty great.”

Twilight stared at the fire for a moment, the orange light dancing in his dark blue eyes. Legend watched Twilight. No longer petrified of the blue eyed beast, instead finding his presence comforting. 

“I always saw it as more of a curse. But seeing how you use yours to your advantage, how you thrive in your wolf form, makes me think maybe I was wrong.”

“How long do you think we'll be stuck on this mountain?” Twi asked, shifting the conversation in a new direction. 

“Who knows? Nayru can be a stubborn bitch, maybe she'll keep this storm up for another month!” Legend exclaimed, tucking his legs under his body as he tried to stay warm. 

“Well, if we are stuck up here for another month, we'll work together to survive. Right?” 

“Yeah Twi, a white rabbit and a white wolf, alone in the wilderness!” Legend chucked, though the idea warmed his heart. 

Perhaps being stuck in his rabbit body wouldn't be so terrible this time. 

***

“Guys! I think I found them!” Wild's voice echoed off the surrounding trees. 

Twilight quickly shook off the drowsiness of sleep and was instantly alert. Legend, who was snuggled up between Twilight's legs, was slower to react. 

“Hey guys, we found you at last. Are you both okay?” Wild continued to talk as he forced his way into the small cave. 

“Ah shit!” Legend exclaimed when he realised who was talking, and what he looked like. 

“It's alright, they'll be fine about it, I'll make sure of it,” Twilight assured him, as he slowly pushed himself up onto four legs, careful not to jostle Legend too much. 

Twilight shifted back into Hylian form and asked Wild if Sky was with him. Unfortunately Sky was with another search party and Wild only had Four and Time with him. With a sigh, Legend allowed Twilight to pick him up and carry him from the cave. 

“Whoa Twi, what happened to your hair?!” Four remarked, unable to keep himself from pointing. 

Twilight could guess what he looked like, his usually shaggy hair as white as the surrounding snow. It had been a boon for him while he'd been out hunting for boar. Now however, it seemed to make him stand out. 

“Wait, where's Legend, and why do you have a rab…” Time began, however while he spoke his brain worked quicker than his mouth. 

He stared open mouthed at the creature cradled in Twilight's arms. Its fur was as starkly white as Twi's hair, but the little tunic it wore was still bright red. 

“Is that? How is that…? What happened to him?” Time fumbled. 

“Calm down Old Man, there's plenty of time to explain. Yes I'm a rabbit, no it's not a bad thing, yes our hair is white, it's probably because the climate is so cold and our bodies reacted to it. Any more questions?” 

Legend stared around at the small circle of boys surrounding him and Twilight. All of them seemed just as dumbfounded, and unable to stop gawping at him. 

“Right, good. Now can we please get off this damn mountain and find Sky, so I can change back!” 

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Hiya! Can I please request a threesome w Lilith, Lucifer and Fem reader for kinktober? Sorry if it's not doable and thank you in advance!

Kinktober Day Thirty — Threesome

Warnings: F!Reader, Cunnilingus, Opening a Marriage, Sex for Conception

You’d agreed to carry for the couple, but you hadn’t anticipated enjoying yourself quite as much as you did.

Your expectation involved one of two things: either Lucifer would miraculously implant Lilith’s egg and his sperm inside of you without making actual physical contact… or you would have to endure a clinical sexual experience with the King of Hell and avoid Lilith’s gaze for weeks afterward.

Instead, the Queen had taken your hand in hers and guided you to their marital bed with an excited little smile. Lucifer was left to trail after the both of you like a puppy fraught with nervous energy.

He had stayed present just to watch Lilith render you into a pitiful, mewling mess of heated skin and shaking limbs. Lucifer’s wife shared with you his misfortune — that he wasn’t allowed to participate until Lilith had gotten you good and ready. It was like a little secret, shared between the soft smacking of lips together and your endless yarn of moans.

Your entire body was bright, touched by starlight and mixed with the scent of lilacs as you started to combust for the fourth time. Lilith held your hand in hers, fingers entwined as she enticed another climax from your swollen pussy with her tongue.

It brought tears to your eyes when she relented, just to press a reverent kiss to the top of your mound. Her kisses snaked up from between your thighs to your soft belly, jasmine hair flowing across your trembling legs and bruised hips as she went.

The “Please” that sprung up amidst your panting and whimpering couldn’t have come from either you or Lilith. Your heads turned to see Lucifer, vibrating where he sat with a tent in his trousers.

Lilith grinned when you couldn’t hold in your giggles and hid your face in the curtain of her hair.

“Would you like him to join us?” She asked, directing you to look at her with a loving caress of your cheek.

Perhaps you were a soft-hearted fool, but with another glance at the King in his discomfort, you couldn’t help but feel sorry.

“Only if you stay.” You whispered, tentatively lifting your hand to cup one of her breasts.

Lilith cooed, pressing a kiss to your forehead before she beckoned Lucifer over.

“Come give our darling a baby, Luci.” She commanded, full lips twitching to suppress a smile as Lucifer hopped onto the bed.

You laughed heartily at the bounce, tickled by his enthusiasm. Lucifer reached for both of you, grasping your free hand and holding onto Lilith’s leg, squeezing you both as if to make sure you were both truly real and there.

“Oh!” You blinked, realizing Lucifer was just as bare as you and Lilith inexplicably.

His cock looked so swollen, head leaking until a trail of precum had slid down the shaft. Charitably, you took him in hand and stroked with your already damp palm and fingers.

It ripped a full-body shudder from Lucifer, his cry echoing in the generously-sized bedroom. Lilith steadied him by the shoulders, half-lidded eyes traveling from his wracked frame to you.

“Not yet.” She admonished, light and airy as she moved Lucifer by the hips and slotted him between your legs. “All good things come to those who wait, my Loves.”

Drowsy and dreamy as you were by the exhaustive orgasms, you still keened when Lucifer filled you up. He didn’t waste a moment, claws stabbing through the soft mattress as he rocked into you. Your back arched despite the soreness laced throughout your muscles, head tilting back and getting lost in the twisted sheets and endless pillows.

Lilith pulled you out of the fabric sea and up to her chest, letting you nuzzle into her bosom and wail against her sternum. Her heart was fluttering behind her soft purple skin, so close to your searching lips, though her fingers ran through your hair invariably.

It took her by surprise when your hand curled over her asscheek, fingers dipping into her own wet sex.

You looked at her with big liquid eyes when she pulled you back. “I wanna make you feel good too. Please?”

Her tongue peeked through her lips, wetting them as she held your gaze for a moment.

Lilith nodded with another soft little smile, following your lead as you pulled her leg. It swung over you gracefully, with Lilith coasting over your figure until her dripping cunt was lined up with your mouth.

The stifled squeak she made as she sat down on your waiting tongue was barely audible in the cacophony of Lucifer’s growls and whimpers.

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Changed taste

Callum had left after the second act. The production at the alternative opera had been a cheek. The singers had been a disaster. And the announcement of the underground strike had been a good excuse not to have to listen to this debacle to the end. Unfortunately, the underground drivers had shown no consideration for Callum. The strike had already begun. The underground shafts were deserted. So it was a taxi. This contradicted Callum's attitude to sustainability. He always excused his flat in Kensignton by saying that it was so centrally located that he didn't need a car. Only a few of his friends knew that there was an old Jaguar E-Type and a brand new Porsche 911 in the underground car park. Callum's family had made a fortune from property speculation over 100 years ago. He owned the exclusive block of flats in which he lived. This and a few more.

When he came up from the underground, it had started to rain. And he had left his umbrella in the cloakroom at the opera. Underground strike and rain. Not a good combination for getting a taxi. In the shelter of the entrance to the underground, Callum searched on his mobile phone. A bus station was only 200 metres away. And it wasn't raining that hard. So he set off. And after a few metres, the heavens opened their floodgates. A downpour of torrential proportions drenched Callum in a matter of seconds. His dinner jacket was ruined. And his mobile phone only flashed once more before it died in the pouring rain.

The rain intensified. The few passers-by who hadn't yet found shelter quickly ran through the puddles to find somewhere to hide. Callum's best chance was a launderette where the owner or employee was about to lower the blinds. Callum asked if he could seek shelter until the rain had stopped. The young man looked at Callum and waved him in. He introduced himself as Kieron and said that he had to wash and dry a washing machine for himself while he cleaned the launderette. Callum would be happy to stay here for that long. Callum thanked him and asked if he could return the favour somehow. Kieron shook his head and showed Callum where he could find hangers to hang up his wet clothes. And pointed to a basket of washing. A customer had left it here. Callum could take some of it if he wanted to.

The clothes were obviously still unwashed. They smelled of sweat and cold cigarette smoke. There were dried precum stains in the pants. Callum was disgusted. But also soaking wet. And somehow he was… Turned on? Him? By those disgusting clothes. Kieron had switched on some music. Very loud. Gangster rap and hip hop. Definitely not Callum's style. But that didn't matter. He took the laundry basket and asked where he could change. Kieron pointed to the door with the "Private" sign. There were towels there too. Callum thanked him.

After pulling the door shut behind him, Callum took off his shoes, jacket, trousers and shirt and hung everything on hangers. A little hesitantly, he also removed his stockings, pants and vest. He was able to wring everything out, everything was so wet. He took a pair of boxer shorts out of the laundry basket. Yellowed white cotton. Precum and piss stains. Callum smelled it carefully. And then he pressed them to his nose and inhaled deeply. So good! He had no idea why, but it smelled so good! Slimy drops formed on his own cock. The pants were a size 32, not his size. But they fit like a glove. His bulge was frighteningly large. And the wet patch was growing fast. Callum rummaged through the dirty laundry. The polyester tracksuit bottoms did it to him. He pulled them on, just high enough so that the waistband of his pants could still be seen. Now a pair of dirty white socks… Call took his trainers. Yes, they were still a little wet… But they would be fine. The T-shirt that went best with the trousers stank of sweat. Sure, Call had worn it for several days in a row. For sport, in the pub in the evening. During the day, he wore the Hiviz street-cleaning gear. He took his necklace, which he was so proud of, out of his T-shirt. Then he took his tracksuit jacket off the hanger, put on his gloves, put on his cap and posed in front of the mirror. If he played with his balls a little longer, he would cum here and now. Then Kieron would be fucking pissed. After all, making Call cum was his job.

"I hope the damn rain stops soon!" That was the caption under his latest post. Kieron shouted about how much longer he needed. Call opened the door and shouted back that it was up to Kieron when he could finally cum. A few seconds later, Kieron was standing in the doorway, grinning. He put the mop to one side. And got down on his knees.

Inspiration by @barty123