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littelovelunette · 10 days ago

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camgirl reader x viewer/watcher sevika?

"Do As I Say."

Personally am not a fan of this idea, but let's see what I can do for y'all

Contains smut, dildo, pornography, r!pornstar, fingering, cliffhanger ending, mentions of self harm, sado-maso conversation, masterbating

Nervous as you were, despite having done this several times before, you opened the laptop and logged into the website.

Instantly, you started getting comments for you to do this or that, mainly just people sending disgusting comments. But there was one woman who always came online whenever you did.

Sevika.

You didn't know her. Atleast, that's the name she used on her profile. But whatever the case was, you never started touching yourself until she came online.

It started ever since you were only starting out in the porn industry, she'd been possessive over you.

Now, slowly it had become a tradition that you wouldn't touch yourself until she joined your live chat, no matter how many times the other people would comment or tell you to do so.

Yeah, you did lose a few viewers over it but you didn't really care. You made enough money off of this Sevika person.

A long few minutes passed and there was no sign of this woman until suddenly you saw the little message at the corner of your screen that said that she joined.

“Hey, bunny.” The first text she sent was vague but did something to you. “Hi.” You said, stretching the vowel a little.

“Feeling lonely tonight again? Or are we desperate for money this time?” Sevika's words popped into the screen.

“A little bit of both. I like masterbating. And I like money so… I could just earn money while masterbating, no?” You replied, a sly smirk playing on your red painted lips as you tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear.

“You like pleasure, I get it.” The text showed up, “But you think you get off on pain, too?”

“I suppose, I never attempted to inflict pain on myself, that sounds depressing.” You said with a little laugh making Sevika on the other end of the screen laugh too.

“I meant sexual pain, love.” She typed out for you to read. “Want a little demonstration?”

“Sure…” although the words were unsure it just escaped your lips because deep down you knew you wanted Sevika to reduce you to a whining, pathetic state even though she couldn't really touch you in real life. At least not right then.

“Bring the pretty glass dildo you have.” Sevika's words shone on the screen. You blushed but nodded, bringing the glass, transparent dildo.

“Now?” You questioned in a soft voice.

“Strip for me, bunny.”

You slowly slipped your lingerie off, smiling at the webcam, a slow seductive smile.

“Such a tease.” Sevika's words popped up.

“Only for you, daddy.”

“Now I want you to kneel facing away, put the dildo on the ground and take it in your ass.” The command was sharp and there was no mistaking that she wasn't playing around.

“W-without lube?” You asked, voice shuddering a little. “Yes, bunny, come on.” You flushed reading the comment, that would sting a little.

But you came so far so you might as well do it. You turned around and knelt down, ass facing the camera as you slowly placed the transparent toy on the ground.

As you slowly lowered yourself on the silicone dick you winced because you knew it wouldn't go in without a long and excruciating stretch.

You sucked in a breath before slowly pushing down causing the toy to slip deeper inside your ass making your eyes close tightly.

“Oh, fuck, Sevika, that hurts.” You whispered as you continued slipping the dildo inside inch by painful inch. The stretch was a burning pain searing through your butt.

That would make a few days of sitting down painful even. As all of the dildo disappeared into your ass, you let out a little sigh of relief. “It's inside, ‘Vika, what do you want me to do now?”

You turned around so you could read the comment section on the screen.

“Geez that's a beautiful ass.” Someone said.

“Sexy as always.” Someone else said but you really didn't care what they thought.

“Check your cunt, slut.” Sevika's comment said to make you look down and use a finger to rub the soft pad of skin down your pussy to feel and goodness were you soaked down there. “I'm so wet…” you confessed aloud.

“That's a good slut.” Sevika said followed by, “Now finger your cunt. Lay down on your lower back, legs up, and show me how much of a whore you are, won't you, bunny?”

You nodded, blushing as you laid back and fingers rubbed your own heat, eliciting a soft moan from you. “S-So good, daddy.” Two fingers spread your pussy out as one of your fingers disappeared into your slit, rubbing against the inner walls making you whimper and moan.

“Wish you were here, “ ‘Vika, o-oh, g-g-gosh…” you stuttered and whined as your fingers worked to pleasure you.

Your clit throbbed as you slipped two more fingers inside and gasped, “Fuck.” You cursed as your fingers moved fast, burying knuckles deep inside your own pussy.

The dildo in your ass was lodged inside dry and the pain mixed with the pleasure was a delicious combination.

Your mind was going hazy and legs a little tired from hovering up, fingers moved faster and faster until you cried out and your body jolted, squirting all over the place.

“Daddy… fuck, that was so good.” You got up, wincing as the dildo pushed deeper due to you sitting up.

“Take the dildo out now, bunny.” You complied letting the dildo slip out of your asshole which gaped for a little after the thick toy moved out.

“You're so hot, bunny.” Sevika's words shone, making you blush and giggle a little. “You're such a fucking tease. Wanna come over and ruin both your holes.”

“You could if you want to…” You said as you fidgeted with your fingers suddenly feeling shy which was ironic considering you were naked in front of a bunch of unknown people.

Just then you received a private message from Sevika that said, “Next time, use a VPN. Open your door now.”

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mvctavish · 17 days ago

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hi! i found your blog and i loved your cod hcs. can you do more gaz hcs, but basically abt how he is a husband/what it would be like to be his wife, please? thank you if you write it! :3

𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐆𝐀𝐙 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

notes: hi!! i'm glad you like them <3 thanks for this request I LOVE THIS MAN

summary: general headcanons of gaz as a husband

cw: wife!reader, mentions of kids/pregnancy, i think that's it but lmk if i missed anything!!

౿ ۪ ݁ kyle will always, always wear his wedding ring — no matter how impractical it is. the metal is uncomfortable underneath his gloves, and digs into his skin even without them on. but to him, the pain is worth it. he doesn't see the golden band as just a ring, it's a symbol of the love he'd given you and a life you both shared. it's the promises he made to you, ones he has full intentions on keeping. it's a reminder that a part of you is always with him, even when you're worlds apart. one evening when he was home from deployment, you'd noticed the indents in his ring finger, skin rubbed raw from the friction. you managed to convince him to let you buy one of those silicone rings (yk??) and force him to wear it instead when he's working. kyle always keeps his actual wedding ring on the chain that holds his dog tags. he enjoys the cool metal against his chest, and that way, you're even closer to his heart.

this man is so so soft for you. of course, there's a few rocky points in your relationship because nobody is perfect, but you're the closest thing to it. you're perfect for him, and that's all that matters. you're the light of kyle's life. he constantly thinks about you whilst he's on the battlefield. your existence can give him enough determination to keep going and get through tough times. he needs to make it home to you, his angel, his wife. he tends to show his love in quieter ways. soft gazes and gentle kisses to your cheek or temple.

he splits the housework 50/50 when he's home with you. it's his one chance to live a relatively normal and domestic life, even if that means he's stuck washing the dishes or doing the laundry. something people don't talk about enough if how smart this man is. he's a genius on and off of the battlefield, which is why he's in charge of settling the finances and whatnot. kyle is very, very handy (years in the military exposed him to quite a few odd jobs) so you never have to worry about any of the utilities at the house. when something's out of order while he's home, he's fixing it as soon as you tell him. he makes sure to teach you along the way, surprisingly patient, so that you can fix it on your own in case he isn't around next time something is amiss.

insists on driving you everywhere you go when he's on leave, whether that be work, an appointment, the store.. anywhere. regardless of if you have your own license or not — your husband is your own personal chaperone. he claims it's because he wants to spend as much time with you as possible, but it's truly rooted in a deeper reasoning. kyle tends to worry a lot. he knows you're independent and capable (you kinda have to be when you're married to a military man) but he prefers to be there, just in case. he knows how the world works, how everything can change in one split second. kyle is very protective, not in a sense that he won't let you go out on your own, but if you are out together, he's always got to have some part of his body touching you. he's got a hand on the small of your back, your pinky intertwined with his own. he wants everyone to know that you're taken, you're his. it usually does a good job at keeping the creeps away.

this may seem odd, but kyle is a master at hair braiding. he'd gone through a few phases as a teenager, and learned how to do his own box braids. so, need help with your hair? he'd love to help. brushing your hair and helping you with your hair care is honestly one of his favorite things to do. when it's been a long day and he's too tired to do anything else, kyle will sit you down on the edge of your shared bed and pull you into his lap. he'll gently brush through your hair, taking time to be tender and careful as he works through particularly stubborn knots. "there you go, angel. all better." and he'd press a quick peck below your ear before putting your hair up into your usual nighttime style.

onto the topic of kids... i definitely see kyle wanting at least one or two of his own. not in a "must carry on the legacy" sort of way; but he'd always been good around children. having his own little family had always seemed like a distant dream until he married you, and you had your little girl. he made sure to take an extended leave when it got close to your due date so he'd be present and help you through postpartum and the newborn stages. kyle had done a crap ton of research beforehand, way back in the stages when you were still trying to conceive. he attended every single birthing class you went to (and did garner a few odd looks from the other mothers-to-be) so he'd be prepared for any scenario. going back to the topic of hair, your baby girl is born with curly hair like kyle. he wouldn't hesitate to teach you (if you didn't already know) how to care for her hair as she gets older and how to braid and style it on your own. after every single deployment, he makes sure to bring back some sort of trinket from overseas for his daughter. whether it's a handmade doll from the phillipines, or a unique bracelet from russia. overall, kyle is a very involved husband, especially when it comes to your child. it wouldn't take long for him to ask for one more.

#mvctavish ༉‧₊˚ . 🪽#call of duty #call of duty x reader #cod #kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick x reader #kyle gaz garrick #gaz #gaz x reader #kyle garrick headcanons #kyle gaz garrick headcanons #gaz headcanons #task force 141

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coquettetoji · 1 year ago

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{💌} ARMIN ARLERT MOODBOARD

★ general armin hcs ★

— sweetest soul who is 100% down to earth, will scold you for not recycling your fork into the correct trash can and will pick up plastic / any trash on the ground

— nerdy golden retriever boy, and is the biggest people pleaser

— played hockey growing up and in college, he’s a right winger

— reads a shit ton of books, will press pretty and colorful flowers he finds outside into the book spine to save it

— is academically and naturally smart, gpa is a strong 4.2, majors in business, economics, or biology, some smart shit like that ( will grow up to be that hot rich dad every single mom wants )

— SLEEPER BUILD 🗣️🗣️AND A V LINE🗣️🗣️

— hands are big but they’re like bony and soft, he also plays piano so he’s good with his hands *moan*

— his most used app is spotify, google classroom, and messages

— lana del rey coded. i will argue with anyone who thinks otherwise.

— listens to cigarettes after sex, clairo, and this one random 63 hour playlist called ‘band cafe soft jazz music’

— speaking of cigarettes, armin also smokes cigarettes (ik i’m sorry) but this guy is a student athlete, ofc he’s gonna have to de-stress somehow

— drives the newest model of a white range rover with beige interior

— 6’1 teddy bear with attachment issues

— speaks french fluently

— so so so soft spoken like you will never see him yelling at another person, even when he’s frustrated

— also doesn’t like cursing, will give someone a quick glance if they cuss but won’t mind it

— has a gold chain around his neck, yes the slutty kind

— came from old money 🤭🤑, he dresses like it too i’m talking quarter zips, sweaters, khakis, and neutral colors, wears his gold thin wire framed glasses occasionally

— knows all girl shit bc of his little sister (who he adores) he learned how to take care of her so he’s really reliable when it comes to treating girls right

— his phone case is the apple silicone one that’s cream color, keeps one of his credit cards in the case behind his phone

— phone screen is him and his puppy ( spot the difference game for everyone 👍 )

— every woman he knows or did a favor for all say “his mother raised him right”

— the most organized person ever, his whole pantry would labeled and organized like khloe kardashian’s

— eren and armin are 100% that black cat golden retriever duo, take a wild guess on who is which lol

— 2 deep dimples on his cheeks that pop out when he smiles, also has light freckles dusted on his nose n around it, has the straightest whitest teeth + an adorable smile **he’s so grateful for braces existing

— overall the most genuine human out there, no detection of fuck boy here 😁😁😁

{💌} new message from mica

armin is actually my baby i love him so much i need me a soft spoken tall nerdy blonde white boy in my life now

#armin x reader #armin arlert #armin aot #armin x y/n #armin fluff #attack on titan #aot fluff #aot headcanons #aot moodboard #armin headcanons #aot smau #aot #aot x reader #aot fanfiction #armin x you #attack on titan x reader

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charlie-baxter · 5 months ago

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Your transmasc incubus boyfriend explained it to you on your third date — he feeds not just on the moment where desire climaxes, but on the build. He feeds on the energy of blushing cheeks, of fidgeting hands, of fluttering heartbeats. He feeds on the slow and the sensuous, on the tightening knot of tension.

That’s why he insisted the two of you went out to choose gear together. Why — when he tries different harnesses on over his underwear in the fitting room — he makes sure to ask you what you think. He barely hold back the chuckle as he sees your face flush warm and dark as you look at him try on a harness in thick black rubber, and then one in soft red leather.

When the two of you look at toys to put in your chosen harness, he’s bent over the display case until his mouth is right next to your cheek. His breath is hellfire warm against your skin when he speaks, gently running his finger against the smooth silicone of the display models.

“Imagine how good this would feel,” he says. “Look at that curve, think about how good it’d feel pressing up against that spot inside you. Think about how much you’d squirm underneath me."

He's so close that it would be the easiest thing in the world for him to just lean forward and press his lips to you. And fuck, you wish he would. You want him to kiss you more than anything else in the world.

He smirks, all sharp teeth, like he knows exactly what he's doing. "Would you whimper for me, pet? Beg for my claws in your skin and my cock in your hole?”

It takes all you have not to whimper then, never mind when he’s on top of you. You can’t help but imagine it — that long tongue in your mouth, his sharp teeth on your neck, his long forked tail swaying for balance as he pounds into you…

"I'll beg," you hear yourself saying, a gentle tease in your voice. "If you can make me."

#incubus x reader #monster fucker #monster smut #transmasc nsft #monster x reader #charlieposting

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domain-expand-me · 1 year ago

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I've been going bonkers over Megumi x DILF!Reader because I know that boy has some serious daddy issues, having the reader being completely oblivious and doing things that definitely get the boy hot and nervous is MY SHIT.

I would love to see you expand on your writing about DILF/MILF reader with Megumi a bit more

Imagine

Megumi Fushiguro with a DILF!reader

Aged up characters, reader is in theirs 40s, cuz when i say dilf i mean it.

Imagine being the stereotypical dilf. Body broad and covered in a layer of fat, laying on top of strong muscles that comes from many years of physical labor. After moving into the house near the sorcerer campus, maybe after you got divorced, you somehow end up attracting the different sorcerers in the area.

But most of all, Megumi sticks around the most. You don’t truly notice at first, too busy digging around under the hood of whatever junker car you spend your time on, or banging around in your garage or shed like the most stereotypical dilf. But you start seeing him more and more, and at some point, you just start telling him to hand you different tools or help you out with your yard.

The first time you pat him on the back and praise him for helping, he goes bright red and immediately feels how hard he gets. Being oblivious and just thinking hes sticking around to be nice, you just ruffle his hair and move on, unaware of the way Megumi feels like his knees were about to buckle.

The other members from the campus notice pretty quickly where Megumi runs off to each day. Well, maybe not Yuji, but the others figure it out quicker than Megumi wants. Him returning with oil stains and wearing one of your ancient band t-shirts doesn’t help his case though.

Imagine Megumi realizing he has a huge daddy kink because of you. You jokingly say something like “who’s your daddy” after doing some kind of difficult task, and Megumi almost drops the toolbox he’s holding, blood rushing to both his heads, and he has to use the toolbox to cover the throbbing bulge in his pants.

Imagine Megumi coming to you for “dating advice”, since he wouldn’t be able to find it in himself to just make a move on you. Instead, he gets your dating history, and all the moves you pulled to get your ex. When he learns you are also into men, he almost has a heart attack. Maybe you’ve been drinking, having also offered Megumi some, since who are you to stop, and as you a slightly tipsy, you end up describing the best way to go down on someone in bed, and how to make a partner stay just from rocking their world on the regular.

Megumi ends up laying in bed later that night, teary eyed and huffing the shirt you let him borrow that day, his other hand tugging at his aching hard shaft, his entire body shaking and jolting from overstimulation as he made himself come over and over just thinking about you.

Imagine Megumi buying his first personal toy because of you. One day when you are laying by your pool, a pool you built yourself with Megumi’s help, naked as you assume you are alone, and you are too old to feel ashamed of your body. He gets a nice view of your cock, and even though its soft, he stumbles over his feet to hurry back to campus to take care of his very aching problem.

He spends a couple of lust fueled hours finding the perfect shape and size, getting a toy that has your skin tone. The next morning what one might call late post-orgasm clarity hits him. But when Megumi gets the package, he still squirrels it away, ashamed to use it. That is, until you just wind the poor boy up too much, walking around shirtless and sweaty, baseball cap on your head and shorts from your college days.

Imagine Megumi fingers deep in himself as he tries his damnest to suck down the entire length of the toy, tears gathering in his eyes as his gag reflex struggles against the silicone being forced down his throat.

Imagine Megumi clutching the sweaty shirt you had been wearing that day to his nose as he bounces on the toy, his own hard cock bouncing with his movements as he whines and whimpers, licking and sucking at the shirt that tastes and smells just like your sweaty manly musk.

Imagine how lightheaded he gets when he comes, having to choke down the noises he makes so as to not let everyone on campus know what he’s doing. Afterwards Megumi flops down on the bed, his entire frame shaking from the aftershocks of his orgasm as he pants into the sheets. His shaft gives another twitch when he takes another inhale of your shirt, the spikey haired sorcerer pushing himself up again, sinking down on the toy once more even as his insides throb from sensitivity.

Megumi would be too nervous and flushed around you to make a move on his own, at least when you are sober. But if you happen to be a little more than tipsy one day, sitting on your couch, trying to find something worth to watch on the tv, he might find the bravery and balls to crawl into your lap. If you ask about it the next day, he can just act like it was something your mind made up, right? So for now, he could indulge himself, grinding against you like a pup in heat, panting into your neck as your strong large hands grope at his hips and ass, your deep voice rumbling praise in his ear.

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lordofshitposting · 7 months ago

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General Inumaki headcanons because we have too little content of him and as the head Inumakier I have to make up for it

He's not a natural platinum blonde, he just dyed his hair, since his hair in his original colour palette was light brown.

He's talented at drawing (since Gojō said he is [source:Jujutsu Kaisen Stroll Radio]).

He loooves kids.

As a kid, he was isolated from the outside world for a long time because of his CT.

He watches funny cat videos on YouTube.

Has a sleeper build.

His ass does NOT read books. Like, even if he started one, he would 100% drop it.

He would only go to weddings for the food fr (unless it's a close family member or one of his friends).

He's held and played with snakes in the clan. I like to think that they own a few.

His room is pretty clean.

If it weren't for morning assemblies, he would wake up at like 11am.

The Inumaki clan has very high athletic expectations from their sorcerers. This is why Inumaki is so athletic, + natural talent.

He knows martial arts. His combat style mostly consists of Karate, Kuk Sool Won and Taekwondo (the Karate idea came from him using a hand chop in the Thorny Road At Dawn novel and Taekwondo is self explanatory. Kuk Sool Won because I wanted to add something more and this one looks like one he would use).

He can jump extremely high.

If you insult onigiri in front of him, he will either look at you weirdly or say something like "we will torture you".

Once he hid somewhere and threw a silicon snake at Maki, imitating a snake sound to scare her. He got his ass beat afterwards (this one is something I did LMAO).

He's a deep thinker.

Consequently to not being able to communicate freely, he's gone through a lot of self-reflecting, and he understands people around him immensely well too.

This is why I think if someone liked him he would pick up on it fast, lol.

He's a foodie.

He has a ton of silly pictures of himself and his friends in his phone.

No skincare routine. His flawless, soft skin is a gift from God.

Once Yuji asked him to watch a movie with him. It didn't seem interesting to him from the description and the trailer, like AT ALL, but he agreed nonetheless so that Yuji wouldn't feel bad.

I don't think he gets sick easily, but when he does, he acts like a baby. And Yuta takes care of him.

He doesn't kill the insects and flies in his room, unless it's something disgusting like a cockroach; he picks them up with a tissue and puts them outside.

It may not seem like it, but he got some sass in him fr. After Hakari, he's the second sassiest boy in Jujutsu High

So it is canon that he has low blood pressure (or hypotension), and I think this gets in his way in fights when he's pushing himself past his limit. Extreme and sudden blood lose can trigger symptoms of hypotension, which in his case I think are blurred/fading vision, dizziness, fatigue and fainting. A good example of him experiencing all of these is his fight against Hanami. After finding out that he has low blood pressure and reading about it, this explains his lightheadedness and him passing out during the fight. Maybe the source of his hypertension is his CT in the first place, who knows.

He's an INTP

He loves it when people compliment him! His reaction is always so cute (source: Jujutsu Stroll Radio when Gojō complimented his artistic skills, his reaction when Yuji said his technique is cool)

I wanted to put some more things his interests and preferences, like his taste in music, his favourite media, his favourite sweets, but nothing sits quite right with me when deciding such things, and I usually don't agree with the headcanons of others on these either. I will post such headcanons too, if I come up with anything.

#呪術廻戦 #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #inumaki toge #jjk headcanons #jujutsu kaisen headcanons

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sashi-ya · 4 months ago

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ エロチックトバー２０２４> MDNI / EXPLICIT CONTENT

VIBRATING 💦 SHINJI HIRAKO X AFAB! GN! READER ＫINKTOBER DAY 20: TOYS

🐙 Requested by: @crowniko Hello! I'd like to request Day 20. Toys. I'd like the reader to be afab gender neutral, and the character to be Hirako Shinji :) Thank you! This is my first time requesting, I hope I'm doing it right! Let me know if you need any more info and thank you again! ⚠️ tw: mdni. explicit content. usage of a vibrating bullet with a distance control. kinda public, and maybe a little bit of humiliation. 🐙 wc: 1,2k // kinktober 24 masterlist // join the taglist

Oh, captain Hirako Shinji… what is that you are bringing with you from the human world this time? Hidden, like a forbidden treasure, Shinji brings a bag with him through Dangai. He specifically tries to keep the package out of the look of the thousand spying eyes of squad 12, even though he is sure he really can’t.

Thankfully, he arrives at the 5th squad main building without interruptions. Shinji is eager to try whatever he is carrying on his arms with no other than you.

“Speaking of the devil” he chants, playfully with a tint of perversion.

“Why am I the devil, Shinji?” you grunt, stopping right on your feet to pay attention to your lover -and captain-.

“Cause you are bad, bad shinigami” he jokes, pulling you closer against his chest.

You giggle; there’s nothing funnier than Shinji when he is trying to sound sexy… if he only knew he is sexy just by existing…

“And, since you are a bad, bad officer… what about you come with me to my room? I have something to show you ~”

He pulls from your hand. All the way through the halls of the barracks he had been silent but giggling.

You squint your eyes; he has just been to the human world and that only means he has brought something new… something dangerously interesting.

Once inside, he lets you go on first into his room. Shinji closes the door with his body, allowing his back to lay over it. He looks at you underneath his asymmetrical bangs, smirking so perverted…

“I’m scared” you murmur, sitting on his bed.

“Oh, you should be…” he laughs, giving you the black bag he’s been carrying for you to open.

When tauntingly your fingertips touch a soft, silicone texture you take off your hand from the bag. Wondering what could that be, you take a swift look at Shinji who encourages to keep going. And so, you do.

You take one of the very phallic instruments out of the bag, discovering it is, indeed, a dick shaped silicone thing.

“What the actual fuck is this, Hirako Shinji?” you ask, never once you’ve seen such weird replica of a man’s organ. You are not a very old soul, but still these types of things weren’t nor aren’t a thing in the district you are from. Soul Society lives in both a very old period compared to humanity, with high technology they will never imagine having.

“That, my sweet one, is a sexual toy. And, it is meant to be used during… sex. I visited a so called “Sex shop” this time and couldn’t help but buy some” he comments, informing you of something you clearly already intuited.

“Wonderful purchase, my sweet Shinji…” you sigh, putting back the “toy” into the bag. If he thinks you are changing his sex for a piece of plastic, he is absolutely wrong.

Shinji comes closer, he noticed you might not like the idea. He knows you more than anyone else…

“This is just to add more fun; you know that? In any case I will never stop fucking you, my dear… why don’t we try first this little thing here?” he says, taking a little bullet like device in between his hands.

“Fine… where do I put this?” you ask, still unaware of the great time that’s waiting for you ahead…

You squirm. You bite your lip. And you take a deep breath.

you shouldn’t have trusted Shinji with this… wearing something inside you. That also vibrates whenever he presses a little button in his hand. While being in public is probably one of the worst -and best- things you’ve acceded to do.

In line with all the other squad five seats, you try to cover up your burning cheeks. A drop of sweat falls through your temple, your knuckles white as you press your hands together…

Shinji’s smirk grows bigger, his hands placed on the small of his back hide the controller of that vibrating bullet you got inside you. From time to time he pulses the start button, enjoying how your knees press together. And then, when he notices you are about to lose it, he stops just to start again at maximum power.

A torture, a pleasing torture…

“Are you ok, (Name)?” Lt. Hinamori asks, noticing your restlessness.

“Huh?! Yea- yeah! I’m just… tired” you lie, whispering low while standing in line as your captain speaks and gives the guidelines for today’s duties.

Momo frowns, but ultimately she chooses to believe in your words.

“You should be deployed to have some rest” she adds, walking off your side to reach for your captain.

You open your eyes as big as watermelons, as you see her standing right next to Shinji, ready to tell him something about you.

Shinji smirks, more and more devilishly once he is done with the speech, giving you at least a couple of seconds of relief.

Momo comments something you cannot hear, and Shinji looks at you while she does. This time he has become serious, as if he was mad. And soon he starts talking again.

“Come on, all of you. Work time” he commands the rest to leave, however when it comes to you he calls you with a beckoning finger to his and Momo’s side.

You are able to walk without feeling that little bullet vibrate inside you, and for some seconds you think Shinji has finally put a stop in such cruel game.

But you, my dear, were absolutely wrong…

“So, Momo is telling me you are tired?” he asks, waiting until you speak to press the start button on.

“Yeeeeee- yes!” you say, too loud to sound normal. “Ca-can I please go and HAVE SOME REST?” you continue, straightening your back with muscles tensing and almost climaxing.

“You may leave, (Name)… don’t go too far, though…” he laughs.

You nod, passing your hand through your sweated neck. You know exactly what that means, for the culmination of this “toy” adventure you will need to wait for him.

Reaching his office, you wait for him. Obediently, you don’t take your bullet off you. The wait becomes eternal until a buzzing sensation hits your body again. This time, your nails carve on the side of his desk… this has been the strongest level you have experienced yet… what is happening in the world of the living? Why do they produce this?

“Missed me?” he asks, closing the door.

You turn around, nodding with sloppy eyes and needy façade. “I missed you…”

Shinji smiles, this time with eyes of pure lust and desire instead of just devilishly intentions.

“Enough with that thing inside you, it’s my turn to feel you around my dick babe ~”

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angiesmagicspace · 1 year ago

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Only look, don't touch

Pairing: Seonghwa x reader x Mingi x San

Genre: smut, fluff

Word count: 2.2k

Warnings: name-calling, threesome, grinding, toys, degradation, praise, oral (male receiving), squirt, orgasm denial…….

Summary: You belong to him, everyone knows that you like that. But something about testing his patience and subtly offering yourself to his friends seems more thrilling. Sadly for you, he already knows how to fix that.

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Authors note: Here I am back from the dead, uni is killing my will to live, so yeah. Also, here's the toy that is used in the fic.

Seonghwa wasn't obsessive but possessive, sure. He liked for people to respect and take care of his belongings. That especially applied to you, he was fine with members taking care of you when you weren't well and on similar occasions. But he had limits to that, one wrong look from any of them, and your neck would be full of his marks the next day. You liked that mentality, you knew that you were his, and he would do anything to protect you from anyone. However, that also gave you a lot of space to test his patience. Wearing promiscuous outfits around the members and in the dorms was one of your favorite forms of entertainment. Seonghwa would stare them down, shooting arrows by looking at them, and that would be enough for all of them to feel threatened.

The boys just came back from the tour and that meant a lot of time spent catching up with everyone. Especially with your boyfriend and his dorm mates, San and Mingi. After a few days of just chilling around and listening to their stories, you thought that it was the perfect time to test Seonghwa's patience again. You two haven't had a lot of time for intimate moments, so your plan made sense. By provoking him, you would ensure that he blows your mind the moment you two are alone at the apartment.

Day one of your devious plans consisted of you just walking around in the tiniest top and tightest sweats you had. Making breakfast for all four of you, while three of them sat at the counter behind you. This was already driving Seonghwa crazy, every time San or Mingi looked up he would stare at them like he had lasers in his eyes. They felt his eyes on them very well, so they tried their best to keep looking at the pattern of marble on the counter. After breakfast, all of you sat in the living room, either watching the movie that was on or just scrolling on your phones. But that didn't mean that your plan stops at your outfit. You talked to San about some clothes while making sure that you were touching him very innocently, but your boyfriend knew that those touches weren't innocent at all. After lunch, it was apparent that your plan already made Seonghwa see red. So that's where you stopped but only for today.

Day two meant that you needed to get more progressive. Usually, you would be wobbling after just one day of provoking him, but that wasn't the case this time. So today your outfit consisted of the smallest pajamas you could find, coincidentally those pajamas were bought by your lovely boyfriend with your promise that he could rip them off you. As soon as he saw you in them, he knew that this would be a long day. Neither San nor Mingi could contain themselves, even though they knew that Seonghwa would probably kill them if it wasn't for their friendship and job. You made sure to make as much contact with both boys today. Chatting with them while they played some games in the living room, putting your legs over theirs while they played, encouraging them to stroke your soft thighs in the short breaks between the matches. Even when Seonghwa wasn't in your sight, you knew that he was clenching his fists to the point where his nails were making small bruises on his hands. But unbeknownst to you, he already made a plan how to get back at you for acting like a brat. He already knew that you were fine with being watched and that you were fine with someone joining your sexual experience. So he had a perfect plan involving one more thing, but you will find out about it tomorrow.

You were sure that yesterday would make Seonghwa lose his mind enough, so he would fuck you, but you were very wrong. Being separated for a long time probably taught him to control himself better. But your plan wasn't over, today should be the final straw for him. Entering the kitchen with only a silk bathrobe on should do the trick. All three of them were talking before you entered, taking their attention away from the conversation. As soon as they saw you, Mingi and San looked back down at the table, Seonghwa on the other hand just smirked. Sadly for you, there were some errands you needed to run today, so there wasn't much space for you to tempt the boys. But Seonghwa used that time wisely. He proposes to his dear friends that they join you two in some very sinful acts. He also used that time to clean the tentacle-like grinder that he bought for you. Then he strapped it on one of the coffee table books that you had in the living room, arranging everything to be perfect for when you came back.

You didn't know what were you expecting to see when you came back to the dorms, but the setting before you wasn't anywhere in your mind. There they were, all three of them shirtless, on the couch with their legs spread, the coffee table pushed back with something pink on top of the books. Seonghwa looked at you, and you gave him a very puzzled look. “Oh, honey, you are home,” he commented, bringing the attention of the other two. You just stood there frozen, this whole picture was too much to process. Three half-naked men right in front of you seem more like porn than your living room. “Hi princess,” San smiled, which brought you out of your trans a little. “H-hi guys, what is all of this?” you questioned while slowly moving toward the middle of the living room. “Oh well, Seonghwa told us that he needs some help dealing with you, so we were glad to help him,” Mingi explains, but none of it made sense. You looked at Seonghwa, but he just sat there, legs spread, his lips spread in a smirk. “Well, baby, I saw how needy you are for some attention. So I figured the three of us could satisfy your needy cunt,” his words echoed around the room and went straight to your pussy instead of your brain. “So baby, take off your clothes and start the show,” your boyfriend ordered, but you just stood there frozen again.

“What is it, baby? Shocked that you finally got what you wanted,” Seonghwa asked again, but still no words left your mouth. He leaned over and whispered something to San. “No worries' princess. I will help you to undress yourself. Seonghwa wants to see it,” San said, slowly approaching you. When he was right in front of you, first, he kissed your neck while unbuttoning your pants. His kisses made you relax a bit, closing your eyes, you threw your head back to give him more space for sloppy kisses. “Look at my little slut, as soon as someone even kisses her, she is gone stupid. Nothing but dick inside her little mind,” your boyfriend's words rang through your ears as San took off your shirt and bra, leaving you only in your panties. “She is so beautiful Seonghwa, I can't believe that you are letting us see her like this,” Mingi was already breathless, stroking his long dick over his sweats. “Well, that is what she wants. I got to make my sluts wish come true,” Seonghwa shot back, equally breathless.

San kissed you one last time before pulling away and going back to his seat on the couch. You let out a little whine, already feeling neglected. “Now, slut, no need to whine so early. Take off those nasty wet panties and straddle your new toy that's on the table,” Seonghwas ordered, his voice powerful enough to make you do anything without questioning it for a second. After taking off your panties, you went to the table, observing the toy that was strapped to the book. That's when you realized that it was the tentacle grinder that you showed Seonghwa. “Well slut, I guess you are getting a gift even though you were acting like a brat for the past three days,” Seonghwa commented, while you were struggling to straddle the toy. When you finally positioned yourself on the toy, you looked up, realizing the position you were in. Three of them stroking their dicks, while you just sat there naked and horny out of your mind. “Princess, don't make us wait anymore. I can't wait to see you play with yourself and hear you moan for us,” San's voice was desperate, he wanted to witness your pleasure. “Start grinding slut or there will be no cumming for you tonight,” Seonghwa was stern. With slow movement of your hips, you started grinding on the toy. Feeling every ridge on it, you went faster with every passing second. “Oh Seonghwa, she is a slut for you. Make her play with her boobs please,” Mingi begged, already edging himself, not wanting to cum too soon. “You heard the man, slut,” the moment you heard his voice you grabbed both of your boobs, massaging them. Your moans were louder with every move of your hips, chasing your pleasure, that felt like it ran every time you got close. “Princess, you are so beautiful like this, all whiny and desperate to cum,” San already pulled his dick out squeezing it, making your mouth water when you saw it.

When your moans started being more erotic, it was a cue for Seonghwa to stop you there. “Stop slut,” he yelled almost, making you stop immediately in fear that he will make you suffer if you don't. “Oh, look who suddenly decided to be a good girl,” he approached you, grabbing you by your chin, and making you stand up from the position you were in. “So desperate for some cock that you would whore yourself out to my friends,” he spat, making your whole body shiver while shaking your head. “Don't deny it, princess. Both of us saw you, and it was very hard to resist you,” you heard San whine behind Seonghwas's back. “Hear that slut, no one is oblivious to your little slut show,” Seonghwa cocked his head. “I'm sorry sir, I was so desperate for you. I wanted you to fuck me so hard that I can't think anymore,” apologizing won't work now but at least you tried like you do every time. “Oh slut, you know that I don't care about your apologies. Now go down on your knees in front of my friends and show them how sorry you are,” he let go of your chin, and you ran towards the couch.

Dropping to your knees, opening your mouth, and offering it to both boys to use. Mingi was first to p let you suck him, while San stroked your boobs with the tip of his dick. Mingi didn't let you do anything, he grabbed your hair and started fucking your mouth at a vigorous pace. Only choking sounds were heard in the room. Not long after, he came down your throat, moaning in a high pitch in contrast to his low voice. He moved so San could have a taste of your mouth. He let you do your thing for a change, and you made sure to take all of him. Sucking his whole dick inside your mouth, while giving small licks to his tip. While you were focused on pleasuring San, Seonghwa took the opportunity to bring your hips up and slam his big, hard cock inside your wet pussy. “Let me help you with that slut,” he said before rocking his hips, making your body rock forward, so you took even more of Sans's dick. He continued the rough pace, bringing you closer to the one thing you craved the most, your orgasm. With Seonghwas's help, you made San cum even faster than he intended. That's when Seonghwa pulled you back by your hair, your back hitting his chest. “That's right slut, moan for me, scream my name,” every word brought you closer to the edge. Your final straw was when you felt his long fingers on your sensitive clit. Body spasming, thighs shaking, you squirted all over the floor and the front of the couch. That sight alone made Seonghwa cum so deep inside of you. He grabbed you by your hips and brought you to lie down on the couch. The other two boys were too far gone to notice what was going on between you two. “Is this what you wanted, baby?” Seonghwa asked while carefully cleaning you up. You just nodded, not able to form any words. “I'm glad you are satisfied. You did so good for us,” his praise being the last thing you heard before drifting off to sleep.

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a-twistedheartslonging · 4 months ago

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Idea: beasts who need their claws or their claws are too tough to trim properly and quickly who use claw caps and covers so they can hold things without accidentally scratching them. they can have em ornate or colorful or simple. Some might even come textured. For both personal and work use

Some that come in soft rubbers and silicone, some that come in tougher plastics, some that are cloth and fit like a sock with a bit of grippy band inside, some that are ornate, some that are colorful. From carved wood to embossed enamelled metal to plastics and rubbers.

Trimming beast claws can be quite the task and beasts need their claws or are very particular about their claws. Plus many claws are very thick, sharp and strong. Trimming them takes a lot of time plus you are left with a rough raspy edge that needs to be sanded and buffed. It is easier to use claw caps/covers in this case

Also helps with touch screens and delicate tasks. Also there's a reason some of those claw covers can come in soft rubber or silicone and have such a staggering array of textures and designs. Most species, like humans, don't appreciate the touch of sharps near delicate tasks and thus these are perfect.

Beastmen during pride month.

But yeah, that's a really good idea, with certain beasts they would probably need a belt sander to get their nails filed down and even then, their fingers can be kind of weird, so they still need their claws for picking up things and whatnot.

Beasty boys trying to match with their humans painted nails would be pretty cute too.

Admittedly, because of how harsh the smell is, a lot of them wouldn't be able to handle painting their claws like we do or nails and think its nuts how humans seem to be able to handle those fumes.

Kinda laughing thinking of a beast putting on special gloves for their claws so they can safely diddle their mate though.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst nonhuman au #ask #asks

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bamsara · 2 years ago

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For the prompt thing, may I suggest, "good morning sleeping beauty" with moon? I think it'd be really sweet to have y/n finally comfortable enough to sleep near moon and they wake up to see him next to them.

(also, hi bam!)

Moon-Centric | Wordcount: 1,018 | A03 Version

Adjusting to living with the Daycare Attendant was easy in some ways, odd in others, and in some cases: just weird.

You've gotten quite used to a few quirks or theirs, or simple things. Like remembering you're not alone in your apartment anymore when you suddenly hear the TV turn on to the news in the other room or the sound of doors opening and closing. Or the smell of food cooking (burning) when Sun decides to try a new recipe that he may have forgotten that your fridge is not an endless supply of ingredients and you do, actually, have to go to the grocery store to keep supplying his new hobby.

There's the whole showering situation. The laundry situation (they don't need clothes, per say, but one of the upsides of being free robots means they can dress however they like now, so their wardrobe is growing) and coming home to see that your furniture has been rearranged for a third time that week because the Daycare Attendant wants everything to look just right.

There's also the sleeping situation.

You mostly wake up to Sun in the morning. Unless you don't, and it's the middle of the night, and Moon doesn't know the meaning of 'personal bubble.'

One evening you wake up with a sore, dry throat, open your eyelids and find two bright red glows casting back down at you. "What the-"

A silicone-coated hand gently, quietly, comes over your lips. You are silenced, though still sending a glare, to the robot that hushes you, hovering inches over your face. Moon sits cross-legged on the bed, tall body hunched over your foam. His T-shirt brushes up against your bare arm. The bell of his hat rests beside your head on your pillow. This was the norm for him.

You glare up at him and talk through the fingers on your mouth. "Whattyadoing."

The Moon does not respond, but his smile and half-lidded eyes tell you its an obvious answer.

You blink through he bleariness and look to the clock. It's about 5AM, not the middle of the night like you thought, but the sun hasn't risen yet. The space behind your curtains is still a blue, purple of a day not born yet. "How long have you been like this."

"Only a few moments." He talks quietly, voicebox in a whisper. Any louder would disturb you, and he wants you to fall back asleep. "You were stirring."

You yawn, and the hand brushes down your chin and to your neck, and lingers there. The bed on your back and warm blankets are lulling, but the ache in your throat is becoming more noticeable as you breathe. "I need water."

"I can get it for you."

"No, it's fine." You grab his arm before he moves, and he stays. Though a dulled look comes across his face, he returns to hover above you. "Give me a minute. I should get up for the day about this time anyway."

Moon's face twitches. Obvious disagreement. But the hand near your neck returns just to brush the hair away from your face. "You are getting up early?"

"Yeah." You yawn, and stretch your legs under the blankets. Any moment now you'll have to bite the tired and sit up. "Gramps has doctor appointment at 8AM, and we're driving him. Might as well get some stuff done and ready before we go."

"Hmm." His thumb moves to your eyes, and you close them briefly as he thumbs away the sleepy bits in the corner. He does what Sun does all the same, greasy hair and dried drool on your face do not stop him from petting you, for some reason. It's a nice feeling, if not too soothing when you know you need to get up.

The Moon clicks dully, pulling at the skin underneath your eyes (dark circles, thin skin with taut veins from sleepless nights and days full of worry and agitation. ) before a soft grin stretches on his face. "Good morning, sleeping beauty."

You glare at him, blinking out of synch.

"I never tell you good morning." He continues, unphased by your less-than-impressed reaction. "I only tell you Good Night. My turn."

That was...correct. Moon was the one who followed you to bed, but never the one to wake up with you. That was Sun. You never thought to wonder if they'd prefer to see how it is to switch. "God, you're corny. I hate 'sleeping beauty.' Makes me cringe."

"I can use a different name I have for you." Moon's smile turns slightly wicked.

"Pass."

"I can try a different way-"

"I'm going back to sleep." With one swift motion, you pull the blanket up to your chin and turn away, back to the animatronics. "Wake me up in an hour."

A low, amused chuckle comes from the static voice box behind you, and the presence on the bed shifts, the weight moving as Moon's head comes down to your face directly. "I won't."

"Mean."

"I'll wake you when the sun rises."

You blow air out from your nose and onto his face. It swivels, the ball falling with it. "You're totally preventing me from getting my extra hour of sleep, by the way."

"A shame." Moon hums. The face disappears from your vision, and the darkness of the room is all you have to see. Against your back, you feel the bed shift, and an arm comes up underneath you. The covers are lifted (not like you didn't help with that) and the space behind you is occupied now. Your legs brush up against star-pattern pants, a metal arm secured around your waist. "We will make it two hours."

You realize with faint defeat that you never got your water, but you're already lulling back to sleep too late to try. "Don't make me late."

"Hush." The other hand finds its way over your eyes. Moon's faceplate rests on your head, his t-shirt presses into your back. "Good morning."

"G'morning." You mumble, shifting backward further into the animatronic, and letting your lingering sleep take you.

#writings #drabbles #fnaf sb #fnaf moon #moon x reader #Solar Lunacy

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eggcompany · 17 days ago

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Strength, Trust, and Muzzles Part 3

When Viktor returned to the bedroom, Jayce was breathing heavily, thighs twitching. Viktor smiled, letting his robe fall to lay across the footboard of the bed. He could see Jayce’s hole, loose and relaxed.

“Doesn’t that feel better? Nice and relaxed, ready to be stretched open.” Viktor said, voice like syrup as he reached out, pressing two fingers against Jayce’s hole. Not a twitch, but the alpha himself whined.

“Vik, baby, let me up. This doesn’t- I can- we could-” He tried to come up with something but he was too far gone. Brain turned off, only focusing on wanting to fuck fuck fuck.

Viktor slicked up his fingers, the movement difficult with the fingers he’d used the muscle relaxer on feeling all tingly and weird. It never did work so well on his hands but he was grateful for that now.

Viktor pressed them against his hole, slippery and cool. Jayce’s body welcomed him in, burning hot and tight around his fingers as he pushed them in all the way.

Jayce cried out, yelling as his hips wiggled trying to get away from the intrusion. It wasn’t painful. It was just pressure and knowing someone was inside of him. He liked bottoming just not when in rut.

“So soft. So nice. I love you Jayce.” Viktor whispered softly as he drew his fingers out, slowly starting a steady rhythm, stretching his fingers apart, spreading Jayce’s hole out slowly, carefully.

“Vik, Viktor, Vi-ik, ouch.” Jayce whined as looked down watching as Viktor worked him open with little more feeling than pressure inside of him. Viktor kissed the inside of his legs, lips soft as he pressed caring hisses to the soft skin.

“It’s not an ouch, Jayce. You can’t take my cock right now. Have to stretch you out.” Viktor said and pulled his fingers out, giving his prostate a good pet on their way. Jayce gasped and cooed, the sparkles of pleasure barely there, tickling as his cock jerked.

“Let me up, wanna fuck you” Jayce said weakly, his resolve crumbling as Viktor leaned over the edge of the bed, pulling a case from underneath. Viktor gave him a look, just staring at him.

“I think you’ll like the next part, getting nice and full.” Viktor said and pulled out the smallest of the five dildos in the set. They were made to stretch omegas but they would work just fine on an alpha too. They were non offensive, clear silicone and smooth.

Jayce shook his head, yanking at the chain that kept his legs up and open. He didn’t want it, he would swear he didn’t, he wanted his dick in a hole. Not something in his hole.

Viktor slicked up the toy, something mean sparking in his head. He wanted to fuck Jayce, he wanted to stretch his perfect hole on his cock, on his knot, not some stupid toy. He glared at the plastic as he brought it up to Jayce’s body, shoving it in in one quick thrust.

Jayce screamed, thrashing against the restraints. The hairs on his arms and legs, the back of his neck, stood on end, teeth clashing together as he cried out, growling deep in his gut. It went against every instinct in his head, making him wanna jump out of his skin.

“Sh, Sh, Sh, it’s fine Jayce. You’ll get Alpha’s cock soon enough. You have to get stretched out. I don’t want you to tear when we mate. Relax, relax Jayce.” Viktor soothed, holding the toy in place as he ran his other hand over Jayce’s thighs, watching as his cock jumped, knot swelling.

“Viktor, Vik, baby, hon-ney” Jayce whimpered, reigning himself, finally coming to terms. Even if he couldn’t help the growling that rolled from his chest, or the way his knot was big and blown, cock dripping thick white cum. It was his instincts. He was just an alpha.

“I know, pet. You’re doing so well, Jayce, soon you’ll get to have me.” Viktor reassured, his patience thinning as he started to thrust the toy in and out, eyes trained on the way the muscle stretches around the silicone. He felt a crawling in the base of his spine, something that was making it hard to keep his lips shut, teeth wanting to be barred in the low light.

Jayce whines, legs pulling as he squirmed, it was wrong. It felt wrong. Even as the tip of the dildo pushed across his prostate, the small, smooth, round head not giving him any more stimulation than a light petting inside. It wasn’t painful but his brain was screaming. His inner alpha, his instincts, his being himself, he was screaming inside, fury alight.

He couldn’t move as a thicker, larger tip was pressed against him. All he could do was let the deep cries break from his throat, raw and wet as his eyes filled with tears. He wanted to claw his way out of the mitts, wanted to bite down on Viktor’s arms till he coward down, wanted to show Viktor a real alpha.

It only made him thrash harder as he thought about sinking his teeth into the back of Viktor’s neck cumming so deep inside him that he couldn’t help but carry his pups. He couldn’t help it as he twisted as much as he could on the bed.

Viktor skipped a size jumping to the third dildo, pushing it in slowly as it stretched Jayce’s hole farther, making it red and upset. The lube eased the way, letting it go deeper and deeper, going right past the resistance. He couldn’t stop thinking about how tight, how good, that tight muscle would feel around his cock, how loud Jayce would be when he finally knotted him full.

“So good, my good boy. So fucking pretty Jayce.” Viktor said, voice deep and rumbling, a happy purr rolling in his throat as he watched Jayce struggle. The curse slipped past his lips as lust made his head fuzzy and hot. He was rough, wanting to see his mate break, pulling the toy out before slamming back in, relishing in the slick noises it caused from all the excess lube.

“Vik, please!” Jayce begged, sobbing as the toy slipped out of him, leaving him loose and wet. He was starting to feel again, hole giving a small twitch as it tried to close again.

Viktor watched, wondering if it would tear if he dove in right then. His own hard cock was desperate, pink and needy once again. He held back and grabbed the largest of the dildos, uncaring of going through the proper steps anymore. Jayce was a big strong man, he could handle it. And if he couldn’t… Viktor didn’t really care. That would be dealt with when he wasn’t aching to get Jayce into a presenting position and stuff him full of cock.

“Viktor, please, please, don’t- please baby, just-just” Jayce sobbed, weakly wiggling his hips when the large tip kissed his hole, it felt too big. Too big to ever fit. Even if in his sane brain he knew he’d taken larger, in his rut dumb knotheaded brain thought it would surely never even get in at all.

“Breathe. This is the last one and you can have a break. You can have a snack before I breed you up, Jayce. Just take this last one.” Viktor said absently thrusting against the sheets, giving his cock some well deserved attention.

Jayce sobbed and shook his head, muzzle rattling. His teeth were bared, growling grown sputtery and worn with his crying.

Viktor pressed the last dildo in, he had to really push as it forced its way in. Lube eased it but it wasn’t going in easily. He ran his fingers around Jayce’s rim, feeling how thin the skin was, stretched and struggling around the fake cock. Soon he’d be stuffed around a real cock, one to make him happy.

Jayce was past words. He just cried out, sobbing as tears ran down the sides of his face, wetting his hair, mouth open, drool leaking, clinging to his teeth. His thighs shook as he slowly took in the toy, gasping, relieved when it sat fully inside him. It felt impossible, making him feel so manic on the inside like he wanted to run away, like he wanted to tear Viktor apart for doing it to him. But it was… it sapped all his energy.

“Good, look at you, I knew you could do it. Good boy, Jayce.” Viktor praised as the toy sat, pressing deep inside the other man. He pulled his hand away, the toy staying in place for the most part, base pressed against the bed. He watched as Jayce sobbed, teeth bared behind his muzzle.

Viktor pulled away just looking over his mate. Beautiful. Jayce was shivering, sobbing, face soaked with tears and sweat, muscles exhausted from pulling at the restraints. His cock laying against his belly, puddle of precum dripping into his belly button, knot swollen and red, fully popped.

Viktor ran his hand over his skin, he was so hot, his skin burning. He was drunk, Jayce was so perfect, Viktor couldn’t get enough. He touched his legs, running his hands over those powerful thighs dusted with dark hair, over the tensed muscles of his stomach, ab muscles worn out, up to squeeze his chest, taking a moment to pinch his nipples.

Jayce groaned as Viktor moved, coming up to sit beside him. He was still impossibly stuffed, he jerked his head over hoping to catch something between his teeth, but was met with nothing but air, the muzzle kept him from it. Viktor smiled as Jayce made a complaining noise, unable to get the aggression out.

“I can’t give you a treat if you bite me.” Viktor warned, voice filled with a smug delight that would make Jayce smile back, if not for the fact Viktor was running his fingers over his face, tracing his nose, under his eyes, the edge of the muzzle. Jayce instead growled, his teeth clicking together as he tried to catch one of those slim fingers, pulling roughly at his contained hands. Viktor had his bottom lip caught in his teeth, staring down at Jayce’s face, leaning down just outside of his range.

“Settle down or I’ll keep you stuffed on a dildo until you do.” Viktor threatened, blowing a breath over Jayce’s face. Jayce thrashed around, he was exhausted and on the brink of collapsing from the effort, but he still tried to do something, to show Viktor that he was the alpha.

“Fuck you!” Jayce said, voice cracking as he went limp against the bed. His resolve shattering completely, leaving him boneless and weak. Viktor leaned down and kissed his forehead, his cheek, and to the front of the muzzle. Jayce watched, pouting as he whined, he wanted his mate to kiss him.

“Good boy, Jayce. I’m going to adjust the bar and get you in position. I’ll take the muzzle off if you can behave.” Viktor said and reached into the bedside, finding the snacks he’d stashed there the night before. It was just a granola bar but it would keep Jayce’s energy up, he’d need it.

Jayce nodded, looking up at Viktor pitifully. Viktor undid the straps, letting the metal cage fall away, watching Jayce carefully as he fed him broken off pieces of food. Jayce took it gently and ate until there was nothing left, he stared up at the ceiling, panting, hips moving as he got used to the dildo inside of him, getting sparks of pleasure when he could get to rub against his prostate.

He didn’t notice as Viktor took a drink from the bottle of water on the bedside. Or that he took another but kept the water in his mouth. He just knew Viktor was kissing him, hand on his chin making him open his mouth. He just knew there was a gush of water flowing into his mouth. He swallowed, eyes wide as Viktor pulled away, a line of spit connecting their lips for a moment.

Then Jayce surged up, teeth just grazing Viktor’s jaw before he was jerking back.

“You… Bad boy! This is why I got the muzzle. Such a bad dog.” Viktor chastised as he redid up the muzzle, Jayce stayed still, exhausted. He had a pout on his face but didn’t fight Viktor’s hands. He only gasped as the toy was pulled from his body, leaving him wet and open.

Viktor shook his head as he turned away from his mate. He wouldn’t be the one face down on the mattress, getting bitten. He was the alpha. Not Jayce. Not anymore. He didn’t say anything as he released Jayce’s ankles, his legs falling to the bed, he pushed at Jayce’s shoulders, his sides, until he rolled onto his belly. Jayce whined as he was facedown, the muzzle digging into his face till he turned his head to the side.

“Up on your forearms, lift up.” Viktor ordered, voice growling and commanding. Jayce did, getting up on his forearms, arms thankfully not crossed because of the clips they were secured with. He whined when the leather straps that had been around his ankles wrapped around his knees, making him spread them wider than before.

“Vik, Vik, uh uh” He tried, voice hoarse, shaking his head as his legs were shoved forward, up under him, making him kneel up. He tried to lay them back down straight but Viktor pulled the chain that connected to the bar, making it so he had to stay up.

“Perfect. Presenting for your alpha like a good bitch.” Viktor said, finally getting settled with Jayce’s positioning. He looked stunning, ass up in the air, spread nice and wide, waiting for a fucking. Like a real omega in heat, wet and ready for a cock. Jayce growled and bristled, hair standing up on his arms.

“My perfect mate. We’ll be together forever after this Jayce. You want that.” Viktor said as he moved to get behind Jayce, hands rubbing over his ass, up to his waist, feeling the way his spine dipped. He indulged and leaned down, biting one of the plush crests of his ass, biting down just hard enough to leave a mark and not bleed.

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