#Preparation of mushroom bed

[mushroomspawancoonfresh]

Preparation of Mushroom Bed

For a thriving mushroom garden, proper setup is crucial. Preparation of mushroom bed is key to ensuring the right conditions for healthy growth.

[tatoasting]

Hoping I can get a job soon so I can buy my partner something nice for their birthday without panicking about money...

[holeforzenin]

Kento’s favorite position will always be fucking you in a mean mating press where he had your body forcefully folded in half by his, because there’s just something so raw and intimate about having your bodies and soft skin pressed up against each other in such a filthy manner. Both of your sweaty bodies melted into each other’s as he pounded you deeper and deeper into the soft mattress with such neediness and desperation. Every time he’d possessively thrust himself into you, it had the entire bed creaking and the mattress sinking lower and lower because of his overpowering strength and weight. It’s almost crazy how he’s practically crushing you with his muscular body. The way he’d manhandle you and bend your legs into your body was so inhuman and fucked up but obviously based on the countless times that he had wrecked your little pussy and stretched your tight walls soo widely to hug his cock in such an ideal way that was only meant for him, in that exact familiar routine of a position. You were very much used to it by now.

The way his damped, tousled blonde hair gently brushed against his chiseled face captured your attention—God he’s so beautiful, no renaissance painting could ever be compared to Kento's face. It was a literal masterpiece. God you couldn’t wait to start a family with this man because you already know you’d have the most cutest babies. He stared down at your fucked out expression that he fucking loved seeing so much, so pretty and alluring. All dumbed down and stupid just from his cock. It never fails to captivate his soul each time he's making love to you. He could stare at you for hours.

You weren’t the most flexible person but of course, Kento always managed to manipulate and manhandle your poor body effortlessly in whatever position that he desired. He’s not mean during sex but he’s definitely not the sweetest either, Especially after he returns home from a frustrating and tough day at work, his mind consumed with stress and pent-up desire and his cock twitching in his pants with heavy, thick balls filled with seed that he’s been storing up to stuff into you with, after he comes from work.

It wasn’t even a second after you greeted him, that honeyed tone in your voice humming his favorite tune, “Kentooo, you’re back!!”. Barely two minutes had passed and in the blink of an eye, you were trapped beneath his large, muscular frame with his aching, swollen length buried sooo deep between your tight walls. his mushroom tip kissing the tender, sensitive spots that made you soo mindlessly dumb, it had you forgetting about the little rule you had about no sex until he’s well fed after work because as his devoted housewife, you also labored diligently to prepare dinner for him.

What if it gets cold?!!

Well, Kento sure doesn’t give a fuck because he’s way too hungry for something else.

His black and yellow tie is loosely dangling over your face as the gentle waft of his minty cologne which you had sprayed on his chest earlier before he went to work, drifts in your nostrils, making your mind hazy and had your pussy pooling even more slick around his veiny shaft. “Good God, fuck this pussy is perfect darling, sooo perfect almost as perfect n pretty as you” his husky voice echoes with admiration, the outline of his bulging veins on his arms straining through his rolled-up sleeves, showcasing the raw strength he had as he gripped onto the sheets besides your head for sheer stability as his tired eyes—visible with exhaustion and teary, lazily stared into yours.

“Kento–“ you cried out, your nails digging into his beefy forearm as you looked up at him with pleading eyes that sent his cock throbbing embarrassingly. Fuck it took everything in him to restrain himself from not getting you pregnant with his kids right now.

“Yes, my love? Tell me what you need darling, m’here for you”. He whispered tenderly, he flashed a charming smile at you before placing a quick, affectionate kiss on your ankle that has been thumping against his huge shoulders the entire time as he ruts his hips into you animalistically.

“Missed you ken!, so so much” your heart beating with desire and love as his chest smushed your soft breasts against him. Beads of sweat glistening from his hairline, threatening to drip onto your face as you move your hands up to wrap them around his neck. A genuine smile spread across his face due to your performance of affection.

“Missed you too my love, God you were clouding my thoughts so much sweetheart, couldn’t stop thinking about you and this pretty little pussy today.” He confessed to you in his deep, sexy voice before smashing his soft lips onto yours. Your nails violently dug into his clothed back that was fortunately shielding him from the nasty, red marks you were plotting to leave. Both of you groaned into the kiss, your spit and saliva mincing together lewdly to the point where it was steeping out of your mouth. His swollen lips feverishly melded against yours, making it practically impossible for you to breathe but you didn’t mind one bit. It all just felt so delicious. His glossy, pink tip skillfully pokes against your sensitive g-spot, making your toes curl in your socks at how good he’s making you feel. God, he was so perfect. His huffs of golden, blond pubic hair tantalizingly grazed against your sticky clit— rubbing it unintentionally, making your pretty eyes roll to the back of your head as he assaulted your lips. your tongues now entwining and swirling together disgustingly. The kiss was so sweet and affectionate, it made your heart fluttered.

His grunts and moans filled the room like a symphony. it was nothing but music to your ears. Kento was perfect in every single way possible. He was such a man, not just any man. He's a gentleman, his masculine presence would be overwhelming for any soul that has never experienced what it'd be like to encounter a real man.

You’d do anything for him, you loved Kento in a particular way where it would be so fucking offensive to the person who founded feminism.

[jinwoosungs]

11/23/24; 11:00am

{ 18+ drabbles / headcanons }

[ soft intimacy with them ]

featuring: sylus, zayne, xavier, rafayel

[ minors don’t interact; by choosing to interact with this content, you have consented to viewing something n-fw despite the warnings. ]

the way you seemed to fit so perfectly around sylus (like a missing puzzle piece) was enough to drive the onychinus leader insane.

air rushes out from his lungs the moment he parts your legs, basking in your needy, tear filled gaze and the way your naked breast heaves with each breath that you take. sylus’s eyes never once look away from yours the moment he guides his cock toward your entrance.

with his heart pounding, he allows the mushroom tip of his cock to gently trace at your outer lips, collecting the droplets of your arousal while letting out a grunt of your name.

“kitten, you don’t know just how good you feel around me… i don’t need to sink into you to know that you are nothing short of divine, my love.” sylus speaks to you in reverent tones, choosing to slide his shaft up and down your silken walls without fully impaling you. your breathy moans and the way you arch your back against the bed was an utterly beautiful sight for him.

“sy, please- don’t tease me anymore, i-it hurts.”

he hums while giving you a smirk, leaning down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss all while whispering, “as you wish, kitten.”

with those final words, sylus allows every inch of his cock to sink into you, allowing your cries to echo in his ear when he lazily made love to you. his pace was uncharacteristically slow, and he made sure to thoroughly worship you.

each thrust was coupled with lips pressed against the side of your neck-

when his cock would inevitably slide out of you, sylus made sure you would feel the intensity of his kiss right before slotting his cock back within your silken walls, ensuring that you were filled to the brim with him.

but even with all of his displays of passion set out for you, his pace neither slowed or quickened, choosing a steady pace all while basking in your sweet moans and cries of his name-

as if sylus had all the time in the world when it came to pleasuring you.

zayne always prided himself on being a humble man with simple needs-

and what he wanted the most in the world was to see you happy. after all, he believed his sole goal was to always please you through any means possible.

which was what lead him to his current… predicament.

you had complaints about your job and how you felt so overworked. along with such complaints, zayne heard you made a comment on how your back was hurting from sitting at your desk for too long as well. when he offers to prepare a hot bath for you, he basks in your sweet smile and the way you asked “will you keep me company, too?’

and truly, who was he to deny you of your needs?

after preparing your bath, zayne helps with taking off your clothes before joining you. he basks in the beauty of you, hands never once straying too far away from you as he helped with cleansing you, lathering your favorite scented body wash all across your skin-

yet suddenly, his intimate act of wishing to bathe you quickly turns into you bouncing up and down his cock, your hair a tangled mess as the water began splashing out of the tub and onto the linoleum floors.

zayne found himself getting drunk off the pleasure, hands gripping at your naked hips the moment you kept moving your slick heat up and down the entire length of him. your breathless moans we’re driving the doctor insane as he lost all of his senses-

giving the entirety of himself to you.

so lost in his own pleasure, zayne began to meet your bouncing movements with his own upward thrusts, causing you to see stars as you arched your back against him, unable to keep up with his movements.

“hah… zayne-“

your lover cuts you off, harshly bringing your head down to meet his lips in a searing kiss all while basking in the way your silken walls continued to grip at his cock-

as if you would never let him go.

“please, will you let me take control tonight?”

xavier’s sweet voice whispers in your ear, making you weak as you managed to give him a gentle nod. here you were, both naked as you prepared for yet another intimate night with your boyfriend. when he asks you for permission to ‘take control,’ your heart turns warm, knowing that he just wanted to have your consent.

with your heart racing with anticipation, you felt your breath hitch the moment he trails kisses against your skin. his lips linger on the base of your throat before traveling down your form. he stops for a few beats against the side of your neck while lifting his hand to give one of your breasts a gentle squeeze.

the sensation was enough to make your back arch on the bed. xavier’s smile was felt slowly spreading against your skin as he descended his lips even further down your body-

before landing directly against your chest.

curious eyes made darkened by sheer desire for you takes in the sight of your breast, with his hands reaching up to give your hardened nipples a gentle pinch. your sharp inhale sounded so cute to him that he wanted to elicit even more of those sounds from you.

he lowers his head, placing his mouth directly over one of your heaving breast. as he allowed his tongue to curl around your hardened nub, he uses his free hand to descend toward the spot between your legs. the sensation of his hot mouth on your chest and the way his fingertips pinched and prods at your clit was enough to have you gasping for him, growing needier for the young hunter within mere seconds.

xavier continues his gentle ministrations on your form, making you release so many times that you lost count of it all throughout the night. even when your body was covered in a light sheen of sweat, you felt all of your prior thoughts pertaining to how exhausted you were disappear into thin air the moment xavier slides his cock within your slick heat.

“hah…” sweat was seen running down xavier’s face while he bites down on his bottom lip. his thrusts became sloppy, yet it was evident on just how long he had been holding back just for you. knowing that he felt the relief he needed the moment he sinks into you, you wrap your legs around his waist, allowing his cock to reach even deeper inside of you to help with easing his desperation for you.

rafayel’s playful yet cocky voice were all you could hear the moment he traps you against the bed. his angelic smile was painted with mischief when he suddenly thrusts his cock within your entrance, completely sheathing himself as you gasped in response to his sudden intrusion.

he was just so deep inside of you that you swore you could feel him at the base of your throat. as you tried to focus on anything that wasn’t his cock, rafayel continues to smile down at you all while running the back of his hand against the side of your cheek in an achingly gentle manner. and while you admitted that you enjoyed basking in his beauty, there was just one tiny little problem-

the lemurian wasn’t moving.

even with his cock buried to the hilt inside of you, his hips remained ever so still, all while acting like he was carrying on a simple conversation with you-

and it was driving you mad.

your gasps and pants for air echo across the room when you attempt to move your hips and feel some amount of friction-

only to be stopped by rafayel when he uses his hands to grip at your waist, preventing you from moving any further.

“rafayel, i swear if you don’t start moving i will claw your eyes out.” you manage to pitifully hiss at him as tears of frustration were seen against your eyes. with a soft coo of your name, a thoughtful expression paints lover’s face, “hm…? am i being threatened? ah… perhaps-“

he cuts himself off, sliding his cock out of your aching cunt until only the tip was settled at your entrance before slamming back into you. his eyes remained sweet as his pace slowly became faster and faster each time he returned back to you.

“this should be enough for me to avoid punishment, right?” even though his words were cocky, the way his eyebrows remained furrowed as he fucked you into the bed was more than enough proof that he was holding back from climaxing too soon.

realizing now that you always had the upper hand, you lean up to press a kiss against the lobe of his ear, earning a breathy whine from him when you bite down against his skin. “aw… you talk big, but i bet it’s taking you all your effort to not cum right now.”

“tch- fuck…!” your words succeed in making him still his hips, his hands already gripping at your backside when he settles you directly on his lap, choosing instead to make love to you in this new position. being forced to bite back your own words, you were given little choice but to steady yourself on his broad shoulders, struggling to hide your moans as well.

“heh… looks like i finally got the upper hand.” rafayel admits to you while burying his face within the base of your throat, giving your skin a languid lick with his tongue, “after all, it’s about damn time i got my princess wrapped around my fingers instead of the other way around.”

and truthfully, damn him for being correct.

end notes: it’s been a week since my last lads thirst post? let’s change that since writing helps me destress 🫠 especially when i need a serotonin boost after the stress of this week.

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

[blackceasarofwisconsin]

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[sleepy--ritsu]

Going Environment-friendly: The Benefits of Organic Gardening

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Organic gardening is becoming significantly preferred amongst people who desire to live an extra sustainable lifestyle. It entails growing plants without making use of synthetic fertilizers and chemicals, rather depending on all-natural approaches to cultivate a healthy and balanced and successful garden. The advantages of organic gardening are countless, ranging from environmental to wellness advantages.One of the key benefits of organic horticulture is that it promotes ecological sustainability. By avoiding using synthetic plant foods as well as chemicals, natural yards assist to minimize the amount of dangerous chemicals that are released right into the atmosphere. Furthermore, natural gardens typically make use of garden compost as well as other natural approaches to enhance the soil as well as advertise biodiversity, which can aid to sustain regional environments and also wildlife. Another advantage of natural gardening is that it can cause healthier produce

. Because organic gardens rely upon all-natural approaches of pest control and soil enrichment, the vegetables and fruits that are expanded in these gardens are commonly a lot more nutritious as well as delicious than conventionally expanded produce. In addition, by preventing the use of unsafe chemicals, natural yards can assist to reduce the danger of direct exposure to toxic substances that can have unfavorable wellness effects.In verdict, organic gardening is a lasting and also healthy method to cultivate an attractive and also efficient yard.

Whether you are a skilled garden enthusiast or simply starting, embracing natural horticulture practices can assist to promote environmental sustainability and also boost the quality of your fruit and vegetables. So why not offer it a try and see the numerous benefits on your own?

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[bloodlineslut]

Quickie | Roman Reigns

Images/GIFs aren’t mine, credits to rightful owners.

Pairings: Roman Reigns x black! reader

Warnings: smut, almost getting caught, nearly cockblocking mother, quickie sex, freaky deaky Roman, daddy kink, dirty talk

Summary: You and Roman were trying to behave for the weekend at your mom’s house, but you both couldn’t wait any longer.

Word Count: 1.57k

A/N: Ya’ll. OOU WEE. that damn interview when Daddy was talking about how he looked like he was in the middle of an orgasm really did something to my body so I had to write this. all i write is smut i feel ashamed LMAOO

“Bend over, baby.” Roman’s gravelly voice softly commanded you, hearing the whooshing sound of the zipper on his pants.

You giggled all the while obeying him, getting on the guest bed on all fours with his large frame standing behind you.

“You locked the door right?” You look back over your shoulder to see him pulling his boxers and pants down just enough to free his heavy, throbbing cock.

His eyes met yours and you saw that desire in them. “Hell yea. Nobody seein’ this but me, princess.” He spits into his hand and glides it over the head of his mushroom tip before rubbing it up and down against your soaking folds.

The immeasurable pleasure made your back arch even deeper. Roman loved your plump ass, and he let you know it every damn day.

His massive hands each grabbed handfuls of your ass and moved it around, enjoying how soft and fleshy the cheeks were. “Fuck, baby…” He bit his lower lip, still teasing the head of his cock against your sensitive clit.  

You pushed back against him, wanting him to hurry and put it in before your mom came looking for the two of you.

Any other time, you two would be on a leash, but you hadn’t seen Roman in a couple weeks because of his schedule so…

You both were horny.

“Unghh…Roman, put it—in.” You begged him.

He loved to hear you beg for him. “You want this big dick inside you huh?”

“Mmhmm.” Your desperate whines oozed out of your mouth.

“Fuck…I wanna see that ass bounce for me, baby.” He sexily bites onto his lower lip, just imagining all your fleshy ass putting him into a trance, as he positions the head of his dick against your aching hole.

No matter how many times you had sex with him, nothing ever prepares you for his thick manhood. It felt like you were getting split in half, feeling every vein that ran along it snug against your sensitive walls.

He never continued moving until you gave him the green light, but you were so turned on that you didn’t need that long to adjust this time.

Both of his hands were grabbing your waist, so you swung your right arm back to grab onto his forearm, pulling him towards you.

“You okay, baby? Let me know.”

“Yes, just please fuck me.” You rushed out. Your entire body felt white hot, eyes rolling back and almost seeing stars.

You had no choice but to do a quickie, Roman thrusting into your heat with deep strokes. He moved your panties more to the side, trapping the cloth underneath his hand that was still gripping your waist with firmness.

Even more of your wetness was leaking out of you onto his cock, and even on the bedsheets.

Roman loved seeing you cream all over him, it drove him crazy. “That dick feels so good it’s got you creamin’ huh?”

Dirty talk.

How he was so good at it baffled you. Words that could make you lose yourself was a foreign concept before you met Roman.

He was drilling into you so that your ass was starting to clap against his pelvis, filling the room with that loudness. His heavy balls slapping against your erect clit wasn’t making you trying to keep quiet any better.

“Ooh, shit! You’re so deep in me.” Your hands were gripping onto the comforter for dear life, even biting on it to try to keep from screaming.

Everything around you disappeared, but Roman was still keeping an ear out for footsteps in the hallway.

He slowed his thrusts down and stopped, but still stayed inside you.

He heard footsteps and the muffled sound of your mother’s voice talking silently to herself. “Where did those two go? Dinner is ready.”

Then there was the knock on the guest bedroom door.

Your head shot to the door, and then to Roman, silently telling him to say something.

“Are you guys in there?” Your mother’s chirpy voice called out from the other side of the door.

Roman cleared his throat and decided to speak back. “Uh, yeah. We’re about to shower and come back down.”

The thrill of almost getting caught somehow made Roman’s cock swell inside of you and he began moving again, making you have to hold in your moans.

“Oh okay! Both of you are taking a shower?” She asked as if that would be a weird thing.

You reached around and put your hand against Roman’s abdomen to make him stop thrusting so you could get out a tangible sentence.

“Yes mom! We’ll be down, I promise.” You saw Roman smile out of the corner of your eye.

He began thrusting deep into you over and over again, gripping one of your shoulders to get a new angle, making your mouth fall open in a strangled moan.

You looked over your shoulder at him, pleasure on your face, but also a hint of fear, not wanting your mom to hear you getting cracked.

He smirked at you and just brought his index finger to his lips, signaling for you to shush.

You flopped back down onto the bed. Roman heard the footsteps descend away from the door and down the hall.

“It’s okay baby, she’s gone. Let me make you cum. I wanna feel that pussy squeeze around me.”

He knew exactly where your G spot was, dragging his length against it repeatedly. Your ass was bouncing with every movement and he was hypnotized by it.

“Who’s pussy is this?” He growled out.

His words barely registered in your brain, but nonetheless you tried to answer quietly. “Ooh, it’s yours Daddy. You fuck me so good.” The squelch of where you were joined could be heard by the both of you.

“That’s right. Even this pussy knows it. You hear that?” His steady voice growls out to you, still keeping the pace of his thrusts.

Turning your head to rest your face against the sheets, you could see your man’s face. Despite his rough exterior and serious demeanor, you were the only one who could make him lose control like this.

His eyebrows were furrowed together in focus and his mouth was agape, reveling in the pure ecstasy that you two had shared countless times.

You took pride in it, though.

Roman wanted to feel another angle so he raised his right leg to rest his foot beside you on the bed. This position always got him deeper inside you.

You felt him sink in about another 2 inches, really rubbing up against your spot that made your legs quiver.

“Ooh fuck baby, you feel that?” His voice resonating through the room like silk. You began to thrust yourself back to meet his hips, your ass hitting his pelvis resulting in the clapping sound that he loved to hear.

“Shit, Roman! Ugh, I love it.” You whimper to him, moving your hand to rub that swollen nub between your legs.

“Let me rub that for you baby. I wanna feel that little pussy squeeze around me when you come.” He replaces your fingers with his thick, warm ones.

He sped up his thrusts, hips snapping toward yours, as he circled your clit in figure-eights which was just the way you liked it.

Your orgasm hit you before you knew it and before you could scream, you felt Roman each around to put his hand over your mouth to muffle the noise a bit.

“Shhhh, c’mon baby. You tryin’ to get us caught?”

You tried to focus on your breathing to keep quiet but all you could feel was the pulsing and gush of wetness between your legs.

Roman looked down at your pussy pulsing around him as he fucked you through your orgasm which brought him to the edge too. He felt his balls begin to tighten up and let you know.

“Fuck princess. You gon’ make Daddy come too.” He removed his hand from your mouth to land back on your hips, going at a rigorous pace now.

“Yes Daddy, please gimme that nut. I want it so bad…” You sweetly begged him, knowing it would push him over that edge.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck baby.” He gasped and pulled out at the very last minute, releasing his hot come all over your ass and back.

He stroked his throbbing dick to every last drop, his moans like music to your proud ears.

You bit your lip and smiled back at him, enjoying seeing him in that post orgasm bliss.

Roman couldn’t help but swipe some of his essence off your ass on his two fingers and bring it up to your waiting lips.

You happily obliged and sensually sucked on his digits, licking them clean. “Mmm. That’s my good girl.”

You two were just enjoying each other in the bliss until you were rudely interrupted, again.

“Are ya’ll finished showering yet?” Your mother’s voice rang through the other side of the door.

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help but laugh a little. “Yes mom. We’re just getting dressed now.”

“Okay just checking!” And her footsteps faded away down the hallway.

You got off of your knees from the bed, leading Roman to the bathroom so you could actually take a quick shower.

“Baby, next time let’s just get a hotel room.” Roman voiced his thoughts as the water cascaded down onto you.

“Agreed.”

The end.

[fairlyabookie]

the things you do that got them head over heads (pt. 3)

Part 1 | Part 2

Jade - accompanying him on a hike

The evening skies, a perfect shade of violet and pink, heralded the time to hike. Classes, lengthy lectures completed with more homework, had finally concluded and so, with a simple trot over to the premises outside of campus, Jade’s club activities officially started. You wanted to tag along, wanting to get a change of pace outside of class - besides, you were getting burnt out from studying your butt off for exams. Being the gentleman that he was, Jade agreed to your wishes, allowing you to come along as you wished.

Matter of fact, he was quite excited when you approached him to go hiking with him. He had to withhold every urge he had to tell you the many routes he goes for his hiking activities. With a small smile, he offers his equipment and a journal of the flora he had encountered on his travels, another journal for the mushrooms - don’t ask.

Jade would gladly indulge your curiosities, already answering the questions you have in mind about the surrounding nature. He practically memorized each form of life from his hikes, saying a factoid or two and consulting his journal to point out his observations about it - he might’ve consumed one or two just to taste-test.. As he explained every detail of his travels, he caught a glimpse of your attentive gaze, a tender smile on your lips as you listened. His words faltered for a moment as he found himself lost in those beautiful eyes.

“Mm, were you saying something, Jade?” You perk an eyebrow. A quizzical look replaces Jade’s expression, his cheeks are colored a peony-pink. He turns around, clearing his throat to recover his demeanor. You totally didn’t see him staring. “I’m alright, [Reader]. Let’s continue on.” He offers an arm, fixing his gaze on the path ahead of you.

Silver - waking him up

Slumber lay upon Silver like a heavy blanket, a canopy of pleasant dreams flickering in his vision as a gentle wind tussles his locks. He opens his eyes, his vision alight with colors of spring, floral scents of blooming flowers drift along, as the heavy veil of sweet dreams lifts from Silver’s mind.

He sees the sky opening up to him, the beautiful blue sight for sore eyes. The lunch hour was the perfect time to nap, where he isn’t scolded by Sebek for showing poor decorum or Riddle for neglecting his club duties. A yawn escapes from his lips, the remnants of sleep lingering in his body. A chuckle startles him from his stupor. Of course, you were waiting for him to wake up.

As if on cue, the critters and birds surrounding the second year disperse, their departure an official conclusion to his daytime slumber. You stifle a chuckle, a childish thought passing your mind as you witness the exodus of animals taking their leave.

“Did you sleep well, Sleepyhead?” An affectionate smile cross your lips as you offer a hand for your classmate. It was hard not to ignore the thump on his chest as he pulls himself up. “It was very restful.” He replies simply, stretching out fatigued muscles and knots on his body.

Jamil - insisting him to rest up

Working was second nature to Jamil - the second he gets up from his bed, a million things come to mind. A break means nothing to him as soon as he proceeds with his routine, from waking Kalim up to preparing meals for the dorm - he had no time to commit to himself save for a meal or two. When you catch a busy Jamil in the middle of cleaning up, you have to force him to stop.

Jamil’s thoughts screech to a halt as you place yourself in front of Jamil, a firm grip on his hands. Your lips form a pout, one he saw too often from his little sister, but one that meant business to his apparent dilemma. Guess I’ll have to go through this before I do anything, the second year thinks to himself, bracing the inevitable as you take him to an empty seat by the common room.

From that point on, you placed a ban on Jamil not to enter the kitchen under any circumstance - that fed wonderfully to his paranoia. You were very adamant about this, even throwing glares his way to ensure that he didn’t move from his seat. A few moments later, you emerge from the kitchen, along with the residents, a meal palette befitting of a king and a couple of self-care supplies.

A stunned Jamil watches you tend to him, reclining his seat back where he sees you work your magic. The others, now in the absence of Jamil’s usual machinations, reigned in the kitchen - with Kalim in tow - as they set the dorm for a feast, even providing a portion for Jamil when you finish up with him. “You are to rest, Mr. Viper. An hour of rest shouldn’t bother you, no?” A teasing smile from you was enough to shut him up - did he have a weak spot for you already?* He says nothing, letting you work the treatment befitting of a king.

Kalim - inviting him to your very own party

Kalim had a penchant for parties, and boy, does he know how to throw one. His skills as a capable host would more or less impress those who came by; their expressions a blend of excitement, eagerness, and surprise when he shows them hospitality befitting of a king.

Of course, a party always meant a change of pace, somewhere one could unwind and relax, somewhere where they could detach themselves from reality. Alas, a party could last for so long and happen occasionally - too much would do terrible on the mind, and he certainly didn’t want to accidentally upset folks by doing more parties.

You, on the other hand, approached him with an invitation: an invitation to your humble home at Ramshackle Dorm for a small hang-out with friends. A simple hang-out, nothing bombastic, nothing too extravagant; a quaint get-together between friends, coupled with games, entertainment, and snacks for everyone.

To say he was touched was an understatement of his feelings when he came to your party. Here, he was bonding time with friends and just having a good time. Kalim reaches out to you with a hug, “Thank you, thank you, [Reader]!” You reciprocate the hug with a sweet smile. “It’s really no biggie, Kalim. I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself here.”

author's note: I played with too many ideas with these concepts; spare sanity. joking aside, I hope you enjoyed these, and please feel free to share, like, and comment!

[i-am-hungry-24-7]

Read your post about something other than angst for Simon so I have a thought that needs to get out. Morning routine with Simon. Obviously, the man is military and has a strict routine but that all goes to shit with you. Sleeping in, lazy lunch, all that cute couples shit but with Simon.

hello! tyvm for sending this idea! cute and silly couple’s domestic fluff is sweeettt!! I hope you will enjoy this :D 💖

A Day of A Cute (and Silly) Couple - Simon Riley*Reader

[6:00]

Simon doesn’t need an alarm, he automatically wakes up at 6 am.

Jogging is an important part of his morning routine when he’s on leave, a nice way to maintain his stamina, and to keep him from getting too loose.

“Where you... going...”

Oh, he forgets he has an unavoidable barrier, between him and his morning jog.

Simon looks down at you, clenching at the hem of his shirt. Your eyes aren’t even open, you just catch him in instinct and now refusing to let go.

“Go for a jog, you know it, love.” The calmness of morning makes him explain in a soft tone unconsciously.

“Stay... please...”

“You can hug your blåhaj first, I will be back soon, yeah?”

“You feel better than blåhaj...”

“...”

It’s too cruel for him to just leave you here, not when you choose him over that bloody shark you always squeeze against your body.

Simon secures the curtain so the room won’t be too bright after the sun fully rises, and lies back on the bed.

Your limbs immediately twine around him when you sense his figure is nearby, and scoots closer to him.

Jogging is important to keep him from getting loose... it’s a must for him to be strict with his morning routine...

The voices in his mind are gradually replaced by the little snores of yours as he drifts back to sleep.

[12:00]

“Can we eat fries for lunch?”

you yell at Simon who’s preparing lunch in the kitchen.

“No”

“WHYYYY!”

“UNHEALTHY!” He shouts back so his voice won’t get covered by the noise of the range hood.

okay then... you feel a bit disappointed, but you can’t come up with a convincing reason, so you just back to sweeping the floor.

just as you’re cleaning the last few spots, a scrumptious smell catches your attention, it’s not those chicken breast or salad or scrambled eggs that Simon deems healthier.

“Do you make fries?!” You knock open the kitchen door with excitement.

What you see is Simon sprinkling some salt and pepper on a bowl of fries, and he turns to you when you rush in like an energetic child.

“A few fries are tolerable” He shows you the bowl, and you can’t wait to reach out and take a bite on the crunchy and golden fries.

“Thank you, baby.” You press an open mouth kiss on your lover’s cheek.

“Don’t kiss me with your greasy mouth...”He growls, but you’re already leaving the kitchen, lilting an off-key song with the bowl of fries in your arms.

Simon just shakes his head and starts cleaning the countertop. If some fries can make you this happy, then fuck those healthy diets.

[18:00]

You two sitting face to face on the couch, the air is full of tension when you speak first.

“Mushroom”

“Mango”

“Oreo”

“Orange”

“Egg”

“g...”

“It’s over 2 seconds! Go take out the garbage, silly!”

“Fucking hell...”

Snickering at Simon’s loss, as he grumbles and on his way to grab the garbage, you add another star under your name to ‘the winner of the week’ sticky note that’s pasting on the fridge.

[23:00]

“Time to sleep.”

“but I want to watch this movie.”

“You can watch it tomorrow.”

“pleassee I want to watch it nowww Simonnn”

“...Fine.”

(00:00)

Simon looking at you sleeping like a log, whole body leaning on him and tangling him like an octopus, totally ignoring the wretched screaming from the movie, sighs and turns off the TV.

He leaves a night lamp for you, in case you need to get up for water during the night, and adjusts you two into a more comfortable posture.

He hears you mumbling something like donuts or maybe your favorite character, and chuckles quietly at how silly you are.

He already knew you would fall asleep during the movie, so that’s why he gave in, and time proves that his prediction’s correct since he’s looking at your serene face now.

“Goodnight.” Satisfied with you resting safe and sound in his arms, Simon plants a kiss on the top of your head and closes his eyes, hoping for a sweet dream that has you in it.

a/n: blåhaj sorry I love u I don't mean to harm u

[kurokawaia]

DAY FIFTEEN - SIZE DIFFERENCE 彡 Kenpachi Zaraki

WARNINGS :: afab, x fem reader, size kink, rough sex, manhandling, no protection, breeding, reader is shorter, reader is smaller than kenny, misogyny?? kenny likes how your his wife, how you prodive the food for him etc.. + more

| WC :: 900+ | MDNI | 18+ | kinkmas m.list

If Kenpachi looks forward to anything at the end of his hard-working day as a captain, it would definitely be coming back to his wife. His wife who provides for him back home, loving how you always make sure everything is clean, having food prepared for him, doing the washing and all of that. On top of that, your small, so small compared to his massive figure and he loves it.

God, you're so easy to manhandle in bed that he loses it. 

He fantasises about it all the time (even though he does it every night to you...) how very very blatant the size difference is and makes it quite obvious when you come to see him when he's working. This includes ruffling your hair, leaning down to you and overexaggerating the action of course and so much more. 

The members of his squad look at the two of you, you're so bright and bubbly, basically jumping around Kenpachi as you talk to him. So unbelievably girly. And then, they see Kenpachi, a rough, big, tall man who could pummel you to the floor with ease. 

They wonder how it even happened... and how the two of you do anything together (and by together they mean in bed)

Kenpachi loves doing it all with you, throwing you over his shoulder, spreading you out for himself and seeing how small you are as he gazes down at you, and loving to see your back arch into him as he manhandled you into doggy.

Now though... Kenpachi has done as much as he could with prep. He's made sure to eat you out twice including his fingers. As much as you are tiny compared to him, he doesn't love it when you feel pain from the stretch of his cock.

Your legs are spread so far apart as Kenpachi is slotted between your legs, your arms are beside your head, small hands grabbing at the sheets, fisting them while biting your lip in anticipation. Big, rough hands grasp your hips, moving from your smooth thighs, lifting your hips up.

As Kenpachi gazes down at you, he is armoured at the sight, you're so beautiful. Full breasts falling to the side, chest heaving at the heated contact that your cunt made with the underside of his erect dick, whimpers streaming out your mouth. 

You try to squirm but you can't, your hips are completely lifted from the bed a good thirty centimetres. He lets a hand free, gripping the base of his thick cock, measuring it up against your lower abdomen and he smirks.

A sob leaves your lips, clit overstimulated at the connection of the underside of his thick cock and heavy balls. "Ken... It's too big," you mumble, teeth biting your bottom lip painfully. "Gimme another one - another one referring to an orgasm - You're too big, I can't-"

"You got it, Sweety," he huffs, shoulders rolling back slowly as he groans at the feeling of your cum running down his balls. "'Going to make it fit, gonna make sure you're holding on all nice and snug for me."

You whimper in response, feeling the fat mushroom tip of his cock press against your folds. "Ken..." you hum, back arching off the futon as he inches more of his cock into you.

He couldn't go any more because your insides trembled and squeezed around his tip. He grunts as he can't go any further, "Relax, Sweety. You're clenching me too tight, breath." 

He begins thrusting slowly, simply using his tip to fuck you, looking down at you as you shakily nod your head, taking deep breaths (which were obviously interrupted by whimpers and moans) to calm yourself down and that's when Kenpachi could move even further. 

A groan leaves Kenpachi's lips as he pushes further into your cunt and your insides flutter, your legs tightening around him. "Taking it real good," Kenpachi huffs taking a glance at your cunt swallowing up his cock, your folds stretched around him, only a few more inches to go...

Admiring the stomach bulge that results from his length, the way it goes away when he pulls away from your sticky cunt, and the strings of whines that come from your lips when he tries to push himself completely within your wet warmth, he slowly pumps himself into your tight hole. 

"That's it... good girl," he praises, head thrown back.

Your legs tremble. "Ken," you whimper, he only just fully entered and his cock was pressing so pleasurably at your sweet spot you could almost cum right there and then.

"Shhh," he croons at you, beginning to thrust faster into your tight, small cunt and moans stream out your swollen lips, chants of his name falling out like a prayer, so loud he thought that everyone in the section could hear. 

His deep and hard thrusts become painfully ruthless. Kenpachi quickly switches positions, now having his mass weighing entirely down on you and a yelp leaves your lips as your body is now rendered fully immobile. 

The roll of his hips into your pussy was loud, the room filled with the lewd squelching and your moans filling the space. Your arms are pinned beside your head while your legs are fully spread apart due to how big Kenpachi is.

Pleas left your mouth, babbles of incoherent nothings and Kenpachi listened to none, focused on entirely pounding your cunt. And Kenpachi will not stop until you break under him, until you're stuffed full of his cum <3

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[nymphea0]

Kurkans Mate.

The Beast And The Bunny.

Yan! Ishakan x Reader

Part 2.

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Manhwa :약탈혼 / predatory marriage

/ 약탈혼 (완전판)

: Adult Manhwa (18+)

Author/Illustrations : Saha / Hera(Art)

Word Count : 2.34K Word.

Hello.. Neva again here, I hope you are well and happy and have a nice days

might have some bad grammars, correct me if there are any mistakes in the words in the story I wrote. Anyways i hope you all enjoys my story,love much.- Neva🦋🦋.

- Kurkans Mate Pt.1

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It's been about 3 months since you lived with Esmera, you helped Esmera not only because she saved you, Esmera was also willing to take you in.

Your activities are very ordinary, not much different from how you spend your days in Antra village, looking for herbs and mushrooms and planting vegetables, and collecting firewood.

It's been 3 months since you last met an exotic-skinned man who was injured in this forest.

You sometimes think is this a good choice to save this man? Indirectly you also reveal your identity to the foreign man through your blood healing.

And from the bottom of your heart, you feel a very bad feeling, but you don't know what causes that worry.

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Ishakan, a man from the Kurkans tribe, has an extraordinarily handsome appearance and abilities that are above average humans.

The Kurkans have no shame and are openly hostile to anyone they don't like, the Kurkans will kidnap those they consider to be their partners. Either by force or not.

The Kurkans tribe, is a tribe with the blood of the beast. Animal blood. For some of the continent's inhabitants, the Kurkans are barbarians.

However, on some continents, the Kurkans are also used as slaves, either sexually or just as guards. But slaves are still slaves.

Ishakan is one of the slaves of the nobles, freed by a princess from the kingdom of Estia, Princess Leah Von Estia.

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At night in a brothel, Leah walks in wearing a robe and wig to cover her real hair, which is white as the moon.

Walking slowly towards a man with an athletic body covered in a black robe.

"So you are my bed partner?" The voice that sounded quite rough, it can be seen that this is the voice of a noble lady.

Ishakan who saw the princess, could only grin and guide the princess into the room that had been prepared.

Closing the door, then with one push Ishakan pushed Leah against the wall, causing her wig to fall off, her face flushed red when she saw how handsome Ishakan was.

"Why would a princess go to this dirty side of town?" Grinning slightly at Leah, with a voice that sounded seductive, Ishakan asked.

Leah gave explanation after explanation to Ishakan. Leah had no hope of living anymore, with the fact that her family sold her to a nobleman who was as old as her father, Leah could not accept her virginity being given to that nobleman!

Chastity is the highest honor in the kingdom of Estia, because it concerns the dignity and self-esteem of the family, especially a royal family, so Leah has a mission before she gets married, she will embarrass her family by removing her chastity.

Ishakan looked at Leah with a difficult look, on the one hand he didn't want to take Leah's chastity, and on the other hand he also couldn't let his savior suffer, even though Ishakan was sure Leah didn't remember him, because the incident was so long ago.

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Morning finally, the experts took Leah's purity, Ishakan negotiated with Leah, he would help Leah, although at first Leah really didn't trust Ishakan especially when she found out Ishakan was a kukrans!, a barbarian with animal blood.

A delegation took place between the Estia kingdom and the Kurkan kingdom, where this delegation included peace and an end to war as well as looting and slavery.

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It has been about 3 months since Ishakan has worked as a Kurkan king, the case of the gyipsey that sold drug and sorcery and the case of the attempted release of the Estia queen who turned out to be a dark witch or as the sorceress

And it has been 3 months since he last saw his wild rabbit, you.

Ishakan still remembers the taste and smell of you and your blood. So much that Ishakan is looking for and exploring about your blood, a blood that can heal wounds!

The Antrabeth tribe, Ishakan only knows as a mythical tribe that is said to be a tribe that fights nature because their blood can heal every kind of wound and disease, as well as long life, a tribe that is loved by nature.

However, all of his efforts to find traces of the Antrabeth tribe were in vain, once the world was shocked by the appearance of soldiers carrying blood and a head with blue hair, the Antrabeth tribe became extinct.

The witches, kings and nobles, tried to drink the blood of the Antrabeth tribe, instead of getting long life and healing from the illnesses they experienced, they actually experienced very terrible conditions!

Their skin blistered with bumps all over their bodies that moved, until a nature witch discovered that the blood of the Antrabeth tribe would not work.

if the owner of the blood does not give consent to the blood that is drunk. Those who drink, take and kill the Antabeth tribe, the child of nature by force, they will experience the curse of 1001 nights, a curse where they will not die but also not live.

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Closing the book entitled History of the Child of Nature, Antrabeth.

Ishakan sighed, grinning slightly, something inside him screamed very loudly since he met you, his animal instinct, the kurkans instinct.

If the Antrabeth tribe is extinct, then you are the only one left, Ishakan can't help but claim you, make you his mate!

'Tok'

'Tok'

'Tok'

Genin, Ishakan's aide who doubles as his right hand, entered the room while carrying several rolls of old parchment.

"Your Majesty, here are some carefully selected candidates for the kurkans queen."

Genin handed the scroll to Ishakan.

Ishakan just nodded and opened the scroll, several names of princesses and noble ladies were visible, one of them was Princess Leah Von Estia.

"Take it away, I have found my mate" with his deep voice Ishakan said while grinning.

Ishakan stood up slowly then looked at the genin and said.

"Prepare my horse, I will pick up my wild rabbit" laughed softly as he left his king's room.

Leaving the Genin who stared at Ishakan with goosebumps, every time Ishakan laughed there were only 2 conditions, 1 Ishakan was in a bad mood where usually Ishakan would return to the palace in a state of blood from his victims, and the second condition Ishakan was in a good mood, where every object of his pleasure would definitely end between happiness or... death.

Genin, who never believed in the god of the kurkans in her entire life, prayed to the old gods for the poor creature who managed to catch the attention of Ishakan, the strongest king of the kurkans in the history of the previous kings of the kurkans.

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Ishakan with his stallion as dark as night moved almost more than 5 hours to the place where his wild rabbits were. Normally if he rode a horse he would need 12 days to get here, but because of his animal instincts which also led to his horse, what was originally 12 days, became 5 hours, strange but it's the kurkans we're talking about.

Ishakan with his sharp memory and navigation from your scent, of course he could easily find the forest where you live.

The same forest where Ishakan was injured and resting.

Looking around the forest, Ishakan with his golden eyes like an animal shone brightly as soon as he found the forest he was looking for in front of his eyes, Ishakan could feel the circulation of illusion magic around this forest.

Smirking softly, Ishakan then got off his horse, walking slowly but full of unstoppable enthusiasm, Ishakan entered the dark forest, as soon as Ishakan entered a thick fog covered the forest.

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You, are helping Esmera make gingerbread cookies, and various other cookies.

You are currently not in the disguise of the 1 drop potion for your hair and eyes.

Esmera saw you who was right across the kitchen table could only stare in awe. Your bright blue hair shone brightly at night caused by the reflection of the moonlight, which was as bright and blue as the sky or aquamarine crystal.

But it wasn't just your hair that fascinated her, but your eyes were also very enchanting, as if your eyes were sky stars, a mixture of purple, blue, yellow and gray and there were small white spots around your eyes, like beautiful sky stars.

Sighing softly, Esmera continued to mold gingerbread cookies, while asking you who looked so enthusiastic about decorating gingerbread cookies.

"So excited, huh? Have you never baked before?"

You who were so excited decorating the gingerbread that now looked like a person but in a small and bald version, looked at Esmera and shook your head slowly.

"My family doesn't have much money, so every week we can only bake bread that lasts for at least 1 week.".

In Esmera's eyes you are like a very small, cute and weak kitten! A kitten that needs to be protected and kept safe from the cruelty of this world.

Before Esmera could speak again, the door of the hut was forcibly broken down by someone who broke in!

Esmera was as fast as lightning even though Esmera was old, Esmera was still a nature witch. Esmera placed you behind her, with a silver dagger in her hand.

Esmera's heart screamed in panic!, how could she not feel the ringing of her illusion magic when someone entered the forest?!. There were only 2 answers, one could be that this person had a low life force so that her illusion magic considered something harmless, and the second was a kurkans, kurkans are strong, more stronger the kurkans, more useless a magic is!, but how could kurkans be here? The desert oasis of the kurkans tribe takes at least 12 days to get here

Both you and Esmera look in horror at the entrance to the kitchen.

The sound of heavy footsteps can be heard getting closer to the kitchen.

You of course hold a kitchen knife in your hand.

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Ishakan walks through each forest carefully, until he stops and sits sweetly on a tree trunk, looking towards the hut, Ishakan can see an open window, looking around the room, it must be the kitchen.

Grinning softly until he sees you taking a tray of cookies, your hair that he thought was brown, turns out to be as blue as the sky?!, oh by the old gods of the kurkans, Ishakan wants to come to you, claim you as his!.

You are so beautiful, so fragile and weak, so perfect for him!, his life partner!, his mate!.

With one kick, Ishakan came down from the towering tree, walking towards the door of his wild rabbit hut.

With one kick, Ishakan entered the house whose door had now been destroyed and fell to the floor miserably due to his powerful kick.

Walking slowly until he entered the kitchen, looking towards the corner of the room, where Ishakan was sure the old woman in front of you was a natural witch, because only natural witches used bone necklaces.

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Esmera stared in horror at the figure not far in front of her, tall, with a black leather robe, and a long-handled sword, and a smell that reflected an animal, kurkans!

With a sharp voice full of alert Esmera asked.

"Who are you?!, what do you want from our little hut?!"

Instead of an answer, a laugh! That deep and rich voice was what laughed at them.

You who were behind Esmera were increasingly panicking in your heart, afraid and thinking that this person was an enemy soldier who was still looking for you!!

"Calm down woman, I'm only here to take what is mine, my mate"

That deep voice that sounded very arrogant... have you heard it before! That exotic skinned foreign man with golden eyes like an animal?!.

"You?!"

Loudly and pointing a knife at the figure you pointed at him with full courage.

Esmera looked at you confused, wondering if you knew this figure.

Ishakan he laughed, seeing you in the corner of the room, very small like a rabbit or kitten that was growling at him, oh.. his partner was so cute and fragile. So soft and weak, really in need of protection.

Ishakan gently opened the hood of his robe, revealing his handsome face, decorated with a wide grin showing a row of neat and clean teeth and some of his fangs.

"You remember me right? I came here to take what is mine"

Esmera, she immediately knew what this figure meant!

"Listen Kurkans! You can't take her as your mate! This child is mine, I found her first!"

Emsera ran while carrying a silver dagger in her hand towards this stranger.

But what Esmera fought was a kurkans, of course Emsera was immediately defeated with just one flick of the sword handle that Ishakan didn't even open!

Esmera fell unconscious on the floor.

You who saw Esmera, the figure of the witch and your savior was already on the floor, in a state of fainting caused by the stranger you saved.

You froze stiffly, not realizing that the stranger you saved was already in front of you!

Your chin was raised, your galaxy eyes met the eyes with the golden irises of the animal.

The stranger spoke in his deep voice.

"Don't we know each other, my wild rabbit?"

Chuckling softly while stroking your face and your bright blue hair, a stark contrast to his brown hair, so smooth like silk.

The man brought his mouth close to your ear, whispering in his deep voice.

"I am Ishakan, Ishakan Kurkans, Your life partner. Your mate."

You stared at this man named Ishakan in horror as he stared at you with eyes full of love, passion and animalism.

His grin was the last thing you saw before darkness descended upon you.

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[mushroomspawancoonfresh]

The Art of Mushroom Cultivation: Spawns and Bed Preparation

Mushroom farming is a thriving agricultural practice, blending science with nature to create a sustainable and profitable venture. The key to a successful mushroom harvest lies in understanding the importance of mushroom spawns and mastering the techniques of mushroom bed preparation. For both beginners and seasoned cultivators, these are foundational steps that determine the health and productivity of mushroom crops.

The Role of Mushroom Spawns

At the heart of mushroom cultivation is the use of high-quality mushroom spawns. Mushroom spawns are essentially the "seeds" of mushrooms, consisting of mycelium inoculated onto a suitable carrier like grain or sawdust. These spawns act as the starting point for the growth of mushrooms, making their quality critical to the success of any farming endeavor. Sourcing spawns from reliable suppliers ensures a higher yield and better-quality mushrooms. Additionally, maintaining proper storage conditions for spawns is essential to preserve their viability until use.

The Essentials of Mushroom Bed Preparation

Equally crucial to mushroom farming is the process of mushroom bed preparation, which involves creating an optimal growing environment for the spawns. This typically includes selecting the right substrate—such as straw, sawdust, or compost—and treating it to eliminate harmful pathogens. Once sterilized, the substrate is layered and inoculated with the spawns. Maintaining appropriate temperature, moisture, and ventilation during mushroom bed preparation ensures healthy mycelium growth and, ultimately, a bountiful harvest. Paying attention to these details can significantly enhance the productivity and quality of the mushrooms.

Combining Science and Skill

Modern mushroom farming combines traditional techniques with innovative methods to optimize yield. High-quality spawns and well-prepared beds form the backbone of this process. Farmers today are also adopting eco-friendly practices and exploring the use of organic substrates, contributing to sustainable agriculture while meeting the growing demand for fresh, high-quality mushrooms.

Conclusion

Mushroom cultivation is an art and science that starts with the basics: top-notch mushroom spawns and meticulous mushroom bed preparation. These steps lay the groundwork for a productive and profitable harvest. Whether you are cultivating mushrooms on a small scale or running a commercial farm, mastering these essential practices is key to success. With the right approach, mushroom farming can become a rewarding venture, contributing to both personal growth and sustainable agriculture.

[splishfish]

Watch (NSFW)

Tomura Shigaraki x AFAB Reader

Tags: Mutual Masturbation, Fingering, Established Relationship, Use of The Word Slut, Slight Dirty Talk, Good girl is Used Once, Crude Tomura

WC: 943

“You…want to watch me jerk off?”

"Yeah."

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“You…want to watch me jerk off?” “Yeah.” That simple conversation was what led you two where you were now. Sitting in front of Tomura with your legs crossed together, and him manspreading on the bed, his pants strewn somewhere across the floor. His flaccid penis laid on his balls, an unimpressed expression on his face as he watched you stare at him.

“Your dick is cute…” You mumbled, smiling affectionately at his penis.

A scowl formed on his face, and he glared at you as he grumbled out. “It’s not cute. Don’t call it that.”

A small giggle left your lips, and your eyes trailed up to him curiously. “So…are you gonna jerk off?”

He scoffed, rolling his eyes as he grabbed the base of his cock. He limply wiggled it, muttering. “Show me your tits. I need to get hard.”

You sighed, reaching for the hem of your tanktop and preparing to slide it off when he suddenly stopped you. A look of confusion formed on your face, and he smirked as he spoke.

“No. Like this.” Suddenly, one of his hands grabbed the collar of your top, yanking it down and causing your breasts to spill out and bunch up at the top. You gasped in surprise, shooting a glare at him.

“Seriously?! You’re gonna stretch out my top!” “Shut up. It makes your tits look bigger, so be a good girl and play with ‘em to get me hard.” A scoff escaped your lips, but you didn’t argue. Bringing your hands up to your breasts, you began to gently rub at the softened nubs. You cupped your breasts gently, holding them up as your index fingers drew small circles around them, slowly hardening your nipples into stiff peaks. Once they were hard, you began to slowly pinch and twist them, pulling on the sensitive flesh and letting small muffled noises of pleasure escape your lips.

Your eyes trailed down to his penis, which was slowly beginning to stiffen up. He grabbed the base, pumping his cock at the same pace as your gentle stimulation. He hummed in satisfaction, before speaking again with a casual tone.

“I wanna see your pussy.” “How charming.”

One removal of sweats and underwear later, you sat in bed with Tomura in front of you, and your legs spread wide enough for him to get a good view of your pretty cunt. He groaned once he saw your pretty folds, stroking his cock before pausing. He scrunched his nonexistent eyebrows, before speaking in a puzzled voice. “Why aren’t you wet?” A few minutes of explaining how women aren’t constantly aroused later, Tomura violently fisted himself to the sight of your two fingers snuggly pumping in and out of your pussy. He tilted his head back, a small thunk being heard as his head hit the bed frame. The tip of his cock weeped constantly, precum coating his hand and causing a slick noise to echo through the room. His voice echoed through the room, small moans and cute whines slipping from his chapped lips, a pink hue coating his face and a small sheen of sweat coated his face.

You weren’t any different, two fingers pumping in and out of your now soaked pussy and small moans of pleasure escaping your lips. Hooded eyes locked onto his cock, the red mushroom tip disappearing and reappearing with every thrust of Tomura’s hand. A whiney voice escaped you, muttering in desperation. “Tomu…wanna see you cum…ah…touch your balls for me…please?” A groan of pleasure escaped him, and he squeezed his aching cock as he responded. “Fuck..you’re such a slut…watching me jerk off and telling me to fondle my balls…you like this huh?” You nodded your head, closing your eyes as you brought your second hand up to play with your clit. Small circles rubbed against the throbbing nub, and a loud whine escaped you as you begged in a hoarse voice. “Please…yes…I’m a slut...please..wanna see you cum…” He chuckled weakly, bringing his hand down to squeeze and toy with his balls. He groaned in pleasure, a curse escaping him as he bucked his hips. “Oh fuck…’m gonna cum baby…”

It wasn’t too long after he muttered those words that he squeezed his balls, almost painfully, as he got out rope after rope of cum. It splattered onto his hand, even reaching as far as his shirt, staining it with a white streak. As he panted, still languidly stroking himself, he watched as you finger yourself, desperately attempting to reach your own peak.

Crawling over, he settled besides you, raising your leg up and placing your calf on his shoulder, spreading you wide. A small whine escaped you, and you leaned back to lay on your forearms as he took control. His hand quickly replaced your own, slipping two fingers inside your warmth. A loud moan escaped you, his fingers reaching deeper inside. One of the better things about having Tomura use his hands is how rough they are. His fingers are dry and calloused, scratching your insides in a way that made you curl your toes and scream.

It didn’t take long for him to finally help you reach your climax, your hips bucking up into the air as a broken moan escaped your throat. Your warm heat clenched down on his fingers, causing him to grunt before pulling them out, a string of your arousal sticking to his index and middle finger.

Panting from the blissful experience, you took your leg off his shoulder, before wrapping yourself around him. He grunted before wrapping his arms around you in return, nuzzling his face into your hair.

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[4milly]

Hi baby! I loveee your writing! I saw you asked for ideas. Can you do inexperienced reader and Roman teaching her how to take the d?

nice & slow — r.r +millytober+

parings: roman reigns x early 20s black!reader

kink: inexperienced kink. (?)

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warnings: p in v, unprotected sex, inexperienced ≠ virgin, crying, roman being gentle, pet names (18+ MDNI)

“you ready, baby girl?”

your body shuddered under him. your hands clasped together above your head, making sure he had full view of your face— currently filled with fear.

you weren’t the most experienced with sex. with only two previous sexual partners ruining it for everyone. only fucking until they got theirs and leaving you empty handed. you thought, if this is what sex was? you wanted no parts. you wanted to feel good too, and when roman learned your wish, he made it his goal to show you.

you were in your early 20s and the man being near 40; he was so much more experienced than you knew. he’d fuck plenty of pussy before, had numerous adventures with them, even flew a few out for a good time with their homegirls.

but none met more to him right now than you.

“i—i’m nervous, ro.” you squeaked out in a small voice staring into his eyes, adorned with passion “i know it’ll feel good, but you’re just so b—“

“we’re gonna go real gentle, with you alright? you gotta stay with me. m’kay, baby girl?”

you nodded, as he rubbed his dick through your crying folds. the fat mushroomed tip rubbing against your clit. you jolt at the contact and let out a small moan. roman, by any chance wasn’t small—his long, thick, dick splitting your opening wide instantly. he grunted and continued to push; you clamped down onto him as tears prickled your eyes. luckily, he stops once he’s halfway inside, allowing you to prepare yourself for the rest of the length.

he leaned down to kiss away your tears, “lift your legs around my waist, there you go…good girl. open up for me.”

he grunted and pushed through, stretching you open bit by bit; making you gasp at each sudden movement. he wiggled his hips around, helping you get used to his size and pressing further into you. his tip inches away from bottoming out.

“look at you, baby. so fuckin’ pretty & perfect. you can take it, can’t you? my baby can take it.”

he whispered into your ear, before taking the lobe into his mouth. he began to slowly fuck into you. your pussy tightly clamping around his dick and leaking onto the bed sheets. roman could feel your pussy start to mold to his dick, almost like a blanket tightly wrapped around a body.

you let out a whine as you locked your legs around his lower back to signal him that you were ready for more. tears formed in your eyes for a different reason now.

“fuckk, ro—please, fuck me.” you whimpered out thrusting your hips to completely impale yourself onto his dick.

he let out a laugh before letting go of your hands and moving them under your ass to pull your lower body closer, “don’t hold your breath, hike your knees up a bit…push your hips towards mines.” he coached your every move, determined to make this everything you wanted.

his pace quicken, his dick pumping you full force causing your boobs to bounce. his eyes firmly planted on them, before taking one in his mouth.

he pressed his dick deeper inside you, as he felt himself twitch as you fluttered around him. your pussy was warm; it felt like heaven to be inside of. he was nearly losing his mind at the sight of your fucked out face looking at him with such satisfaction. the more he coached you through the experience, the more he wanted to see how far he could go.

you trusted him with your pleasure, a gift he’d treasure forever.

“ughn! right there, please don’t stop, roman! ohh god!” you moaned out into his ear, the sound of your toes popping sounding like firecrackers in the room

“you feel so fuckin’ good, baby. i love this pussy. i’m not stopping till you cum on it. my girl wanna cum? hm?”

unable to form another sentence, you just nodded turning your head into the pillow and feeding it your loud moans, as he roughly fucked. the bed began to hardly knock against the wall as his thrust becoming deeper and harder; the bed springs squeaking beneath you.

you slipped your hand between your bodies to rub at your clit harshly, and it only takes a few touches to have you cumming around him. your ear immediately going deaf at the force from it and your eyes rolling into your head. you squeezed his dick, causing him to growl and your loud cries to fill the room.

“let it out, sweetheart. you did so good, for me. bring your knees to your chest baby, atta girl.” you bring your legs firmly together raising them to your chest, “good girl…keep cummin’ for me, pretty girl. get it all out. that feel good?”

his hips snapped against your ass to chase his own orgasm. with a few more sharp thrust his cum shot out in thick pools into you.

“r—roman. i feel like im gonna p—“ you hiccuped as the sensation triggered you to squirt over his dick, bringing you to your 2nd orgasm of the night.

the sight was mesmerizing; his chest harshly heaving up and down, his head thrown back, and his dick plugging his cum into you making sure nothing spills out.

“you did so good, baby girl. c’mere.” he spread your legs apart leaning down to embrace you into a bear hug and rain kisses across your face

you slipped your tongue into his mouth, hoping you convey how grateful you are for him.

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[halosbakery]

hiii! I think this is the first time I've made a request :3 jjk men/boys reacting to you showing up with a new nail and then playing a prank that you got it at their friend's request since they paid

𝐉𝐣𝐤 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬..

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𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀 : 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗷𝗷𝗸 𝗺𝗲𝗻+𝗯𝗼𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗮 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝗯𝘆 𝘀𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗯𝘀𝗳 𝗻 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗯𝘀𝗳!

𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨, 𝐘𝐮𝐮𝐣𝐢 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢, 𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨, 𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮, 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨, 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮, 𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞 : ❀ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐛𝐭𝐰

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Megumi Fushiguro

"Guuuumiii!" You said with joy as you buzzed around the kitchen while he was preparing dinner for the both of you. He hummed in response as he continued slicing the mushrooms. "I got my nails done" You giggle as you admire the baby pink. You walked up to him to show him. He averted his gaze towards your nails.

"Looks nice" He mumbled which made you giggle.

"I know right? Yuji chose the color and paid too! He's so generous." You beamed which immediately put down the knife and turned to you.

"What?" He said with a stern voice while staring down at you. You looked up curiously.

"Huh?"

"Did Yuji seriously pay for you?" He frowned. "You could've just asked me.." He mumbled then turned his back to you.

"Well when i asked you to go out earlier, you didn't want to go out" You say in defence, but he didn't reply. "Gumi?" No reply again.. Well it seemed like he was mad now. "Hey! Why are you ignoring me" You tell him and he just sighed.

"Just next time.. if you're planning to go out but i turn you down.. i don't want you going out with other guys.. and if you needed money you could've just said so" He mumbled in annoyance while putting the sliced mushrooms aside to crack some eggs into a small bowl. You giggle to yourself as you wrap your arms around his waist.

"I'm just kiddiiinggg" You giggle into his back which made him groan in annoyance.

Yuuji Itadori

"Aaahh baby your nails are gorgeous!" Yuuji beamed as he held your hands, inspecting the glittery baby pink color which made you giggle.

"Thaankk youuu. Megumi chose the color and paid too! He's such a gentleman am i right?" You smile which made Yuuji look up at you.

"What!" He said in absolute shock as you hummed in response. "What do you mean! Did you go out with Megumi?" He whined while pouting at the same time which made your heart melt.

"Im just joking around" You say as you wrap your arms around him. He quickly wrapped his arms around you and whined.

"Thats so mean.." He mumbled into your chest.

Toji Fushiguro

"Baby your nails really fit you" He said while smirking up at you as he gently rubbed your knuckles.

"I'm glad you like it! Shiu chose the color aaand paid for it too!" You giggled as you look up at him with an innocent smile. He instantly looked down at you, darkening his gaze.

"Pardon?"

"I said, Shiu paid for my nails so i let him choose the color"

"Well he wont be paying or choosing shit for you ever again"

You giggle at his reaction which makes him grumble in annoyance.

"Whats so funny?" He asks, very obviously annoyed as he gets up to look for his phone.

"Toji im just kidding! I he didn't pay for anything or choose anything at all!" You say while bursting out into laughter until, you felt two large hands pick you up as you squealed in response.

"Yeah? You think this is funny huh?" He says with a smirk on his face while walking towards the bedroom. You squirm and squeal as he drops you down on the bed gently and crawls ontop of you.

Geto Suguru

"Getoooo do you like my nails?" You ask as you put your hands infront of his face. He inspects it for a while then nods.

"It looks great!" He says while smiling.

"Yeaah! Gojo paid for them and chose the color too. He's too sweet to me" You say while admiring the glitter on your nails.

"Oh, well thats kind of him.. i suppose." He muttered while he scowled.

"Mhhmmm" You hum while he sighed.

"If you wanted someone to choose your color and pay for you, i'm right here" He says to you which makes you burst out in laughter.

"I'm kiddinggg! What makes you think i'd ask him to pay for my nails"

"Not sure.." He says, while pulling you into a tight and warm hug, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Nanami Kento

"Nanaami i got my nails done" You said as you put your hands in his.

"They look beautiful, sweetheart. Where'd you get them done? I didn't see any recent transactions on my card." He muttered while he inspected your nails. "Nonetheless, they are charming" He compliments.

"Thaank youuu" You giggle as you look up at him. "Haibara paid for them and he chose the color too. Isn't it great?"

"Oh, i see. You know you can always ask me to pay because that is my duty after all, love. I'll contact him to pay him back." He said in a neutral tone. Your heart absolutely melts at how he handles this situation.

"Ken im just kiddinggg.. I used my own money" You grin which makes him sigh.

"Next time you should ask me to pay."

You nod in agreeance while he kisses your forehead.

Gojo Satoru

"Baaabyyy your nails are so cutteeee" He says as he plays with your fingers.

"Thank youuu, im glad you liked them because Geto chose the colors and paid for them too!" You exclaim which makes Gojo drastically gasp.

"WHAAAAT!!!?? AND YOU DIDN'T ASK ME!? FIRST?" He pouted while looking up at you with puppy eyes which makes you burst into laughter.

"Gojo im just jookinnggg" You playfully respond as you cup his cheeks. He huffed childishly and dug his face into your chest while whining as you ruffle his hair.

Sukuna Ryomen

"Kuunaaa" you call out to him.

"What" He says as he looks over to you.

"I got my naillss doneee" You grin from ear to ear.

"Why?" He asked while looking down at your nails. "I guess they don't seem too bad."

"Yeaaah! Urame paid for them and chose the color too!" You exclaim which makes Sukuna frown.

"I demand you to get them removed at this instant" He says firmly.

"What why-" But before you could finish you sentence, he grabs your wrist and inspects your nails.

"I said you must get them removed this instant, and i shall be the one to pay and choose the color" He says, sounding furious which makes you squirm with laughter. He raises an eyebrow and frown.

"I'm just kidding! You should've seen your face kuna" You giggle which makes him scoff. He decides to walk off to calm himself down and maybe also hide away his embarrassment..

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Nobody Knows My Girlfriend is a Werewolf

Joel Miller x Werewolf F!Reader

Here's my late halloween contribution!

Warnings: monster sex, werewolf!reader, brief rimming, ball nipping, oral m!receiving, breeding kink, battle of dominance

18+ ONLY

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‘HeY! Tommy—shh!—no sorry not you I’m just—fuck, stop that!”

Burying the receiving end of the phone into his shirt, Joel puts his finger to his lips to shush you before shoving your clawed hand away. He puts the speaker back on his ear. “Sorry we—“

A strong growl rumbles below Joel.

“You got a dog or something?” Tommy chuckles on the other end.

“Uhhh--“ Joel looks down at you, now on all fours and nudging his clothed sack with your pointed snout. “StoP! Shit--“ he tries to push your nose away but you keep coming back, inhaling deeply through your blackened sniffer with heightened senses. You let out a low howl from your throat of approval, pawing at his jeans now to get them off. “Y-yeah— I mean no! We’re watching a friend’s dog—“

“You gonna keep it?”

“Wh-no. She’s being a —very-bad-dog!” He enunciates at you. “I’m gonna tell them she can’t play here anymore when she’s like this.”

You scoff, knowing deep inside your wolf brain he’s full of empty threats. 

If you really wanted to annoy him, you’d crush his phone under your foot, pin him down, and force you needs onto him. you'd actaully done that before, only to wake up with little memory next to a Joel who looked like he got hit by truck.

You were actually being a VERY good girl tonight given the circumstances.

He pushes you away with finality, walking away towards the bedroom.

You should try to behave, but its so difficult once this shape takes form. It's like asking a kid on halloween to wait to open candy until he's out of his costume and washed up for bed. you couldn't communicate with him, your wolf-like vocal cards unable to form words. But your gestures lead to pretty obvious intentions, and Joel was not getting it one bit.

Luckily, he isn’t prepared when you pounce on his back, making him grunt an “oof!” And falling flat on the bed.

“Joel?” Tommy asks, concern laced in his voice from the other end of the call.

“Shit—Yeah I’m—alright…stubbed my toe.”

You flip him around like he’s nothing. In your current state, he actually does weigh nothing to you. He tries not to yell as you start literally tearing his jeans off, the shredded denim falling by your side.

He coughs, trying to play it cool as if some monster didn't just rip all his clothes off with a single swipe. “I’m gonna have to—“ your sharp teeth pull down his boxers, revealing his rapidly hardening cock. A devilish grin spreads across your elongated mouth, salvia pooling in drops and falling to his stomach.

“Don't!—F-FUck!” He yelps as you wrap your sticky, long tongue around his member, a full 360 covering from base back up to the tip. Your warm breath is fanning his mushroom tip as your tongue jerks him off, granting you a hum of approval. Joel’s eyes go a little crossed, leaning back into the pillow and feeling himself float. “Tommy—No I’m not getting off right now—“ he furls his brows, unable to put his eyes on you and instead, pushes his palm along your furry forehead, knees digging into the matress trying to get away from your grip.

You growl again at his profuse denial of you. 

Shredding his shirt off as well, your leathered paws glide roughly over his chest and soft stomach.  You lick over his nipples, down to his naval and soaking his happy trail with slobbery kisses before returning to suckle his cock easily in your mouth.

In human form, Joel’s girth is impossible to take in one go, leaving you often choking and having to jack the rest of his member with your other two hands. But when you’re in wolf form, with your now larger frame and more importantly, longer chops, he fits just perfectly without any trouble. You had gotten pretty good at avoiding scraping with your larger teeth, instead now pressing your twitching nose deep into his pelvis while his cock breaches your throat heavenly. He closes his eyes, arched up in bliss and forgetting his brother on the phone.

“Tommy—I’m—not feeling great… this dog…I gotta—I’m—“

You flips him over again to his face, your tongue slitting between his ass cheeks and gliding over his taint. Joel lets out a shocked whine when you prod at his hole, glazing over it until slick from your saliva coats his entrance enough to slip the very tip inside. 

“‘Mgonnahavetocallyouback—“ Joel smashes the end call button with stumbled fingers. 

“You’re not putting anything in my ass tonight,” he groans as you lap at his entrance. 

You snap at him angrily, nudging his balls with your nose again. He feels your teeth nip along them as gently but hungrily as possible, hoping he’ll finally take the hint.

“Do you want me to fill you or not?” He asks, turning over and tossing his phone.

Your tail wags excitedly, fast panting jiggling your belly.

You lean back, spread your legs, as two clawed fingers spread your hairy folds. He can see it glistening with hormonal juices even with the slick fur around it. You lazily roll your paw in circled motions, a general amount of your wolf pussy juices dribbling down below and fillinig the room. Tongue lolled to the side with a heavy look in your eyes, your quick breaths dry you out, licking over your chops over and over again as Joel positions himself between your legs, his leaking cock in one hand.

“Ugh—wait—“

He reaches behind him to fish a few viagra’s, knowing even he will tire after a few round of half dozen, but you’ll be needing his seed pounded deep into your womb for at least 15 times tonight.

He mounts you like a dog, one foot propped up on the bed while the other steadies on his knee. “You gonna be a good pup tonight?”

You shake your head no teasingly, spreading yourself wider for him.

“No? How else am I gonna fill ya with a litter?”

You whine out dramatically, pleading with him. He keeps slapping his dick along your slit, giving himself a good warm pussy soaking without actually doing you any favors. “Not sure you’re worth breeding with pups since you’ve been so—“

Your jaws snap shut with a vibrating growl. One whole paw wraps around Joel’s waist as you hoist him towards you, his dick finally penetrating your walls. You let out a delicious howl, using him to fuck yourself. 

“HEY I’m not—shit baby—not a fuckin—toy!” It’s so easy for him to get lost in your cunt, internally much warmer and almost sucking him back in for more. You’re probably meant to take another werewolf’s cock, a werewolf’s knot, something proportionate, but you always go feral for Joel. And Joel’s a blessed guy down there. You enjoy the fact that you can be stretched wide in human form, but needing no preamble in wolf form.

And wolf or not, Joel Miller has breeder balls. The scent alone of his seed swimming inside them sends you into early heat each time, leading to nights like this where you’re biting at his sack then pinning him down until he dumps load after sticky load into your womb.

He doesn’t have a knot, but having human cock in werewolf pussy has its perks. Like how he can push deep inside, his balls snugly pressed against your entrance until they slip inside too. The two of you groan lowly as he ruts himself inside you. Your walls practically swallow his cock and balls all in one, refusing to let him pop them back out. Warm and wet, you can feel all of his twitching inside you, ready to give you those pups you’d been begging him for. Whether he understood that or not from you, it didn’t matter.

Joel grips your fur tight as he splatters his cum inside you. Maybe this time, it’s deep enough that it’ll take.

Even so, you’ve got the rest of the night to find out.

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