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[digitalsymbiote]

Beneath Half-familiar Stars

You and your mech have a quiet moment of reprieve beneath the stars of an unfamiliar planet, and you invite her into a more intimate method of sharing the moment.

It was a beautiful night.

The sky was clear, and your small fire kept the chill away. Your mech was curled around the fire in a sort of makeshift shelter, flickering light reflecting off of her burnished plates.

It was strange sometimes, looking up at a night sky you didn't recognize. Sometimes your eyes would try to find old constellations, only to find pieces missing, stars in the wrong place. You were a long way from home, after all.

The night was quiet. No staccato gunshots, no whistling artillery shells. No screams, no roars, no tearing metal. It was a rare reprieve from your usual fair, having a moment of peace away from the battlefield. You were happy to share it with your partner.

Her reactor hummed quietly beneath its metal shell, almost as if she was purring in contentment alongside you. You felt yourself smile, leaning back against the warm metal plates. Your bedroll was laid out right against her chest, sheltered from the elements under the crook of a giant metal arm. Normally you would spend nights in the cockpit while in the field, but you wanted to enjoy the stars tonight.

You found yourself wondering if your partner could enjoy them the same way you could. She had her own array of cameras and sensors of course, but how did those compare to the human eye? Would her sensors be drawn to the same half-formed constellations your eyes were?

Before you could even really question it, your hand reached up and popped open a maintenance hatch nestled into the crook of your mechs armpit. Inside the hatch was a secondary neural interface cable, coiled and ready for technicians to diagnose problems that weren't immediately apparent. It wasn't as in-depth as the interface cradle in the cockpit, but it would allow your partner to slip into the link with you, to see the stars through your eyes, if only for a moment.

You pulled the connector from its coil and slipped it into the port on the back of your head. A sigh of contentment escaped you as you felt the warm embrace of your partner slipping between your thoughts. It always felt like coming home, like settling into a bed covered in blankets after a long day.

Hello, love~

Her voice purred through your thoughts, and you couldn't help the smile that graced your lips. You opened your eyes and gazed back up at the stars, feeling your partner follow along.

“I wanted to share this with you...”

It's beautiful.

“It's not quite like home, but-”

I know.

“Yeah...”

There was a moment of quiet between the two of you. It was comfortable. Basking in each others presence beneath half-familiar stars.

You know, we can see some of the same stars here.

“Wait, really?”

Mhm. May I?

It took you a moment to realize what she was asking, but once you did you easily consented.

A feeling like static electricity cascaded down your arm, followed by the warmth of your partner as she lifted your arm and used it to point out a cluster of stars.

That group there? The bright one is Pollux, one of the Gemini twins.

“Oh... Wow...”

You had never been huge about stars before, but something about knowing that the same stars shown light upon your home and also this unfamiliar world... it made you feel just a little bit less homesick.

You nearly jumped when you felt a hand on your cheek, before realizing it was just your partner. Sometimes she liked to manipulate the neural link in such a way that allowed you to feel her touch on your skin. It was nice, intimate, and you leaned into the touch, letting your eyes slip closed as a hum of contentment rumbled in your chest.

Thank you for sharing this with me, love

“Of course,” You answered without hesitation, “It's... special, these moments. They're so rare these days, and I want to cherish them. With you.”

You could feel her smile, entangled with your thoughts. The hand on your face shifted slightly, and then there was a pair of phantom lips pressing against yours.

You couldn't help the little moan that escaped you when you felt your partners lips. Long periods of deployment and interstellar travel left you with little time for finding intimacy, and you were painfully touch starved. These phantom moments with your partner always struck at that, filling that hunger you so desperately wanted to sate.

Phantom hands cupped your face as the lips pulled away. Your eyes fluttered closed. She wasn't there in front of you, but she was here, in your mind, where it mattered. You let your joy and affection radiate through the link, bouncing down that thick cable plugged into your brain and spilling into her data core. You felt the feelings reflected back, cascading into your thoughts, and three words slipped out of you, unbidden.

I love you too, Pilot.

A smile split your face, and you leaned into her phantom touch. It was comforting, that you could share this sort of intimacy with your partner. It kept the loneliness at bay on these long deployments.

A gasp escaped you as you felt one of the hands on your face ghost up, and touch something you knew wasn't there. Your ears were firmly on the side of your head, and pathetically human, but the phantom ears atop your head were so sensitive that you could almost forget about that as your partner ghosted fingers over them.

Your partner was very good at using the neural link to simulate these sensations for you.

A tingle ran down your spine, and suddenly you could feel a tail sprouting out from it, flicking side to side as your partners hands ran over your body.

More hands than you could count were now ghosting over you; fingers scratching behind your phantom ears, carding through your hair, touches running along your skin, through your fur. Something between a growl and a purr built in your chest before you even realized it. You'd shared your thoughts about your own inhumanity with your partner some time ago, how you didn't feel human, how you wanted to distance yourself from that label. And gods it felt so good to indulge in that, to feel your partner pulling that part of you to the surface.

“Oh gods, love...”

I know, pretty thing~

Indulge in it, cherish this moment, like you said. Let me do this for you.

And you did. For the moment, you let go of your humanity, reveling in this time alone with your partner, where you could truly be yourself, and she would only embrace you further.

You felt those hands ghost underneath your clothing, a meager obstacle when she already had access to your full body map. She pinched and rubbed at all those sensitive spots, knowing exactly where you wanted her to touch you. Two hands gently cupped your breasts, and an indignant squeak escaped you when she pinched. Then the hands moved lower, and cupped a second set of breasts, and you gasped in surprise and wonder. And then it happened a third time, and you collapsed to your knees.

Pleasure jumped out of the port at the back of your head, sparked up and down your spine, down your phantom tail, as each phantom touch sent a thrill through you. Goosebumps stood out on your skin, and you could almost feel the way your nonexistent fur shifted in the cool evening breeze. Distantly, your brain registered the sounds of your pants and moans reaching your ears, but you were much more focused on the glorious sensations your partner was giving you.

The touches continued their assault, ghosting further down your body, along the curve of your stomach, the arch of your back, and slipping between your legs.

And then two phantom fingers slipped into a hole you knew you didn't have.

Your eyes rolled back into your head at the foreign sensation, a feeling you'd longed for nearly all your life, and you barely even noticed the loud moan that escaped you.

“O-oh my gods, fuuuuuck, love...”

It was euphoria, pure and true. Joyous and affirming, and you could feel tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. It felt so good and so right. You nearly sobbed in joy, and your partner let you bask in the sensation before moving any further.

There was no thought paid to what you knew your body had, it didn't matter. Your partner knew what you wanted, she was intertwined with your thoughts, and she could give it to you. She wanted to give this to you.

That thought was what finally made the tears spill.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you...” Your voice was barely a murmur, but your partner could hear it, she knew. You felt her affection roll over the link, cascading through your augments and spilling into the mess of emotions coiling inside of you.

Arms, or tendrils, or limbs of some other sort, wrapped themselves around you and squeezed you tight. You hugged them back, despite them not really being there. The sentiment was conveyed regardless.

Are you ready, love?

“Please” You gasped out. It was a lot, it was overwhelming, but gods did you not want it to stop.

The fingers inside you finally started to move, and you buried your face in your pillow to muffle your moans. You could practically hear your own wetness, and you weren't even sure if your partner had simulated that.

Pleasure arced through you, shooting up your spine and through the interface cable. Your partner could feel each and every sensation she was making you feel, sharing in it, experiencing it with you. It was beautiful, it was intimate, it was everything you ever wanted.

Your hips bucked back against the phantom touch, begging for more and more, body chasing that glorious euphoria as moans and whimpers spilled out of you. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through both you and your partner, amplified by the link between you. A crescendo was building within you as your partner moved within you. You wanted it so bad, and simultaneously wanted it to never end.

The phantom touch around you tightened as you felt that crescendo approaching, your partner could feel it too, and she held you close as it hit. Your vision went white as you experienced an orgasm like none you'd ever felt before. Your body clenched and your back arched, and you thought you heard yourself scream. Electricity jumped from between your legs to your neural port, and back again several times over. It felt like it was frying your brain in all the right ways, and by the time it faded you were fully slumped over on your bedroll.

All of the phantom touches slowly pulled back, except for a single hand gently weaving fingers through your hair. Your partners gentle touch helped bring you back down after such an intense experience. Your panting slowed, your breathing evened out, and the stuttering of your heart in your chest settled. After a moment, you flushed bright red from the realization of how much of mess you were. Tear tracks stained your cheeks, and you knew you were going to have to change your pants.

But there was a gentle hand petting your hair, and when you looked up you could see the small green standby light blinking in your partners maintenance hatch. You smiled and turned your eyes back to the stars. For now, for tonight, it was just you and your partner, together in this moment. And that was all that mattered.

[babys-nsfw-thoughts]

the response to this has been really lovely and educational so i thought i'd add some things people have brought up in the tags!

always discuss both a verbal and non verbal safe word before engaging in kink play of any kind with new partner(s), never assume they'll know the stop light system or know how to use safe words/gestures in general

if hands are bound/out of commission you can use a number of snaps or some kind of battery-less device that makes a noise such as a clicker or bell

try to have a way to communicate 'keep going' non-verbally as well, and if using taps/snaps/any action done more than once make that number more that the safeword amount. its better to have someone slow down or stop while trying to get them to keep going rather than the other way around!

hey btw nonverbal safewords also exist and you can and should use them!! especially with things like gags and giving oral but also if you're just the type to get real bad with words when super horny! a simple easy one to remember is three taps but you can discuss other ones with your partner(s)!

stay safe!

[bunnyflrt]

nah nah but like the "treat her like a princess fuck her like a slut" concept. devotional doms. doms that love sinking to their knees for their sub and kissing your legs and thighs and giving you head until you cry. doms that service and obey everywhere but the bedroom. keeping their sub up all night, making you beg for every touch, then taking you shopping the next day and carrying all your bags for you, refusing to let you lift a finger. doms that worship, not out of submission, but out of a loving devotion. doms who will say the filthiest things when you're falling apart beneath them and then whisper praises up your body. doms that kiss your stomach, your fingertips, the insides of your wrists, the back of your knees, the small of your back, all before leaving bruises and marks all over your pretty body. doms who tie you up as if it's prayer, tracing the ropes along every inch of you. doms who fuck you like a whore but love you like a devotee.

[pussybxy]

Not to sound like a faggot but jesus christ I need a guy bigger than me to manhandle me and absolutely plow my cunt

[thekingofcrochet]

Think of all the cum you could be pumping inside me

[puppygirl-bixxi]

pup4pup tonight queen? forcefully mounting the smaller, weaker puppy as they whimper? growling in their ear as you rut in? breeding your puppies into your favourite chew toy?

pup4pup to let your puppy know its place…

[babys-nsfw-thoughts]

We really need to talk about how good balls are more bc like,,,, mouth stuffed full, nose pressed into their pubes, cock resting on your face,,, the picture of cute, dumb submission,,, you’re not gonna make them cum with any of your licking and sucking but it makes them feel good and it makes you look like a desperate slut,,,, them forcing your head into them, nose filling with their musk, head spinning,,, I’m just a bonus to your jerk off session <333

[pretty-good-girl]

ghost kink. an unseen entity wants to fuck me wherever, whenever, and i have no control over it.

i'm going about my day and i just feel something reaching under my skirt, through my panties, and spreading my pussy lips apart. something thick and hard and throbbing easing into my cunt while i stand there, powerless, surrounded by people who have no idea that anything is happening at all

[puppyboyproblem]

im so horny fantasizing abt getting fucked at a party,,, either roughly pulling me into a bathroom so u can use me with a hand over my mouth while i try to keep quiet, or just lose control and start touching me with everyone around so they all know how much of a slut i am, its not like im good at hiding it anyways.

[duckprintspress]

Duck Prints Press Kinks Your October!

Love prompt-a-day challenges? So do we, which is why we thought it would be fun to put together our own Kinktober list – assembled collaboratively with input from interested Duck Prints Press contributors. And now here we are! Welcome to the Duck Prints Press Kinks-Your-Tober challenge – 31 days of prompts, three prompts per day, loads of horny ideas there for the taking!

This is a rules-light challenge with no minimum word count or minimum art amount or whatnot. We’re kinking up your October, so anything goes! Pick one prompt per day or mix-and-match all three. Create fiction, art, graphics, playlists, or whatever else floats your boat. Fanworks or original works welcome. Combine our list with other October lists or don’t. Anything goes!! The only thing we won’t tolerate? Intolerance: no kinkshaming, shipshaming, fandom hate, etc.

We’re not reblogging or boosting works; this is a lowkey, for-fun challenge for y’all and for us. But, if you post your accurately tagged work to AO3, we encourage you to add it to the Kinks-Your-Tober 2024 collection.

Also, feel free to come hang with us on our Book Lover’s Server!

HAPPY KINKING, Y’ALL!

Full list in text form (read more):

Oct. 1: breathplay – sentient creature bestiality – collars Oct. 2: incubus/succubus – heat sex – breast worship Oct. 3: wax play – stone top – wartenberg wheel Oct. 4: xenophilia – human furniture – tailfucking Oct. 5: somnophilia – roleplaying – piercings Oct. 6: age play – oviposition – rough sex Oct. 7: nipple orgasm – suspension bondage – wireplay Oct. 8: service top – watersports – clothing kink Oct. 9: public use – tentacles – breeding kink Oct. 10: pervertable – come inflation – cigar/ash play Oct. 11: pet play – consensual non-consent – hair kink Oct. 12: knifeplay – mutual masturbation – sensation play Oct. 13: praise kink – fucking machine – wing kink Oct. 14: ice play – magical healing dick – safeword use Oct. 15: boot worship – clit/cock warming – melolagnia Oct. 16: biting – cock-and-ball torture – rut sex Oct. 17: sex work – size kink – hand/finger kink Oct. 18: exhibitionism – face sitting – underwater sex Oct. 19: blood play – vaginal/anal plug – merpeople Oct. 20: belly bulge – chastity – figging Oct. 21: objectification – voice kink – first time Oct. 22: lingerie kink – dollification – fisting Oct. 23: fire play – pampering – self-cest Oct. 24: handcuffs – hemipenes/hemiclits – glory hole Oct. 25: voyeurism – double penetration – S&M Oct. 26: lacatation – orgasm delay or denial – kneeling Oct. 27: overstimulation – dry humping – android/cyborg Oct. 28: dendrophilia – creature shifter – impact play Oct. 29: public sex – omorashi – electrical play Oct. 30: sex pollen – cunnilingus/blow job – humiliation Oct. 31: sex toys – power bottom – knotting

[pussybxy]

Being a boy with a pussy is craazzzzy. Nature literally intended for me to have cock inside me

[needy-puppy]

Playing a fun little game called 'catch the prey' where you release me into a forest and let me believe I'm getting away before you hunt me down and breed me on the forest floor <3

[babys-nsfw-thoughts]

hey. call it his tiny cock. his cute lil tiny dick. gender euphoria and pathetic sluttery all in one.

[baja-blastard]

no dude you just wouldn’t get it, our autism4autism nb4nb and switch4switch sex cannot be outmatched

[pretty-good-girl]

noooo please don't edge me and only let me cum when i'm being milked. it would be like. soooo bad if you conditioned me to associate orgasms with milking. it would be soooo bad.

especially if after a while you, like, didn't keep up with my milking schedule, so i started leaking in public, and because you've conditioned me to associate dripping with cumming, i'll have no choice but to cum on the spot. that would be sooooo bad. i would totally hate that

[fr3aklike-me]

thinking of being a butch's breeding toy for them to use for the first time. they've been so careful to always pull out with their partners, never wanting to take a risk, but as their friend who's always been there, i can see how wound up they've been feeling from having to constantly keep themself restrained. and so, i kiss their cheek, whisper sweet nothings in their ear, and tell them how i can do them a friendly favour, and let them come in me. just to relieve the stress, of course. just to be a good friend who provides for the person who's always helping me out of my messes.

and so, they take me in missionary, the position that'll have their cock plunging at the deepest angle within me. without a condom, they feel every inch of my wet, tight hole wrapping around them, and it has them shuddering, leaning their forehead onto my shoulder with the sweetest little noises. with my legs wrapped around their waist, i keep them locked against me, using my heels against their back to urge them to go faster, deeper.

and when they do, my head lolls back, mouth hanging open as their cock stretches me loose and open for their come, ramming into me as our sweaty skin slaps together. i can feel how excited they are, their cock twitching in me whenever i tighten around them, their balls so heavy with cream as it smacks against my dripping pussy. and i'm sure it doesn't help how i keep trying to egg them on, lightly scraping my nails through their scalp, pushing my other hand against their lower back to encourage them to continue hitting that sweet, spongey little spot tucked deep into me. or the way i lick the shell of their ear, and whine about how i wanna feel their seed plugging me full, their load making my pussy so warm and comfy.

wanna hear them hiss for me to shut up because my words are getting them too close, but that only urges me to keep prodding and urging, dropping sweet little kisses all over their handsome face as i beg them to put a baby in me, and finally release all that they've been holding back, my fingers brushing against the marks dug in by my nails.

wanna feel how their body shudders, face tightening up in pleasure, as they finally feel what it's like to come inside a pretty pussy, their hips messily bucking as their milky come bursts from their dick, coating my walls with sticky droplets of it. they'd be so cute as they rut mindlessly into me, whimpering and groaning as their come pumps out and sloshes around their dick as my pussy pulsates to suck it all in. so, so sensitive to the feeling of my warmth clamping around them, the relief flooding their body as they finally unload. our chests rubbing together as we kiss and moan against each other's lips, my cunt completely ruined with the mess they've made of it, wet little squelches ringing through the room whenever they move.

god, and i won't let them pull out, quietly pleading for them to stay inside until they shush me with a kiss, promising to not leave. and so, we'll stay like that, their softening dick hugged so tight by my pussy as their load drips onto the sheets, both of us sated beyond words.