#Wolfie has a moan

[or0ch1maru]

hiiii do you have any smut headcanons for grimmjow from bleach?? love ur work! 💕

fuck yeaaaaa💕 let’s get into it

Warnings: 18+, minors & ageless blogs DNI. This is pure porn

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-Grimmjow’s arrogant, cocky, and a bit of an asshole. But that rarely follows him into the bedroom. Of course he KNOWS what he’s doing

-for starters, he loves your pussy. Eating it, fucking it, even just looking at it. Which is what he does. He’ll have you bare beneath him, his eyes gazing at your folds, wet with slick, even when you try covering yourself up, he’ll swat your hands away, tellin’ you to stop hiding from him

-now when it comes to eating you out, he’s messy. His tongue deep in your walls as his nose bumps against your cute little clit

-his hands pushing your thighs apart as far as they physically can go without hurting you. His eyes never leaving your face. Taking in every expression and sound you make

-he loves fingering you, stuffing you full with as many fingers as you can take, watching the way you suck him in. Squirting and making a mess all over his hand and wrist

-before he fucks you, he teases you, he’s mean about it. Like come on, can you expect anything less outta him? Hell no

-he’ll push his cock in before pulling it out, rubbing his swollen head against your clit before tapping it, eliciting adorable mewls outta you. This will go on and on until you’re crying, begging him to fuck you

-and that’s when he’ll give you a mercy. Shoving his cock into you all the way to the hilt, letting you get accustomed to his thick length before picking up his pace.

-he loves when you bite down on him, scratching at him, leaving all sorts of marks all over his body. If he bleeds, he bleeds. He doesn’t care. He’ll proudly show that shit off

-same goes for Grimm. Your neck, chest, collar bones, cute lil tummy, and thighs, will be littered with hickeys and teeth marks

-he pulls hair. Using it to guide you into a new position or to simply cram his cock down your throat

-he loves being the one to do all the work, seeing you go dumb on his dick, tears down your face, that fucked out expression you have after he makes you cum for the first time, the way his name falls from your lips like a prayer

-but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t welcome you when you wanted to ride him. Course he’s gonna look up at you with that wolfy grin of his, his calloused hands on your hips, waiting until he sees you falter, just to help bounce you up and down on his length

-“what’s the matter baby? My girl can’t handle it anymore? Hm? That’s okay, daddy’s got you.”He’ll coo towards you before wrapping his arms around you, pulling you against his chest, absolutely ramming into you from below.

-he’ll let out a chuckle when he hears a strangled moan, feeling your drool on his shoulder. Making a complete and utter mess outta you

-I personally believe that Grimmjow’s favorite positions are any that he can see your face, cowgirl, missionary, mating press, etc

-he thinks you’re so pretty, how can he not wanna look at his girl and marvel in the fact only he makes you like this

-he loves watching you suck on things, his cock, his fingers, lollipops, hell even a dildo. The way your lips wrap around them so perfectly, it kills him

-when he’s jealous is when he truly gets mean about things. Using and abusing your throat, fucking into you roughly until he fills your throat with his cum. Watching your mascara running down your cheeks as spit dribbles down your chin, the lewd noises only fueling his desire to ruin you

-part of him would love to have someone walk in on him fucking into you, just so they can see how good he treats his baby

-but another part of him doesn’t want anyone else to see you this way. Only grimmjow gets to watch as his baby gets ruined by his cock

-doesn’t give two fucks if anyone hears you screaming, let alone his name

-has a high stamina, so expect multiple rounds, or longer sessions

-gets hard at literally everything you do. Especially if he irritated you and you give him that particular look. He’ll fuck into you messily as he apologizes

-“‘m sorry mama, you just look so fuckin’ pretty when you’re mad at me. Let me show you how sorry I am.”

-he whimpers, groans, talks shit, talks dirty, praising. The whole works right

-“fuck ma, suckin’ me in so fuckin’ deep”, “cant get enough of this pussy, feels so fuckin’ good.” “My pretty baby’s so filthy, look at you. Takin’ my cock to the hilt. Fuckkkk, you feel me here don’t ya doll.”

-he’ll coo as he watches the bulge in your stomach with each thrust, pressing down on it, causing you to squirt, covering him in your juices

(Grimmjow is so daddy omfg)

[smuttyazrael]

Wolfy problem Part 1

Word count: 909

Summary: Bill gets turned into a werewolf. Wolves need breast milk to live. They thrive under their special breastmilk. Y/N volunteers to be his wet nurse.

Warnings: Masturbation, Oral, Sexual intercourse, Fingering, Cum kink, Lactation kink.

Lying in bed bitten by Greyback knowing he is going to turn into a wolf. You are standing with the Weasleys. Fleur has left knowing what this means. The healer explaining to everyone how Bill will have to live from now on.

"Wolves have to drink breast milk if they want to survive. Some wolves get wet nurses but its better if they have someone to live with them and feed thier cum to. Feeding thier cum will allow the witch to produce a breast milk especially for them. This will allow them to thrive better. They will be less unbalanced and destructive during the full moon." The healer explains.

"What do we do then?" Mrs. Weasley asks shocked.

"Find a witch who wouldn't mind lactating for Bill for the rest of his life. He will live a long and happy life with that." The healer says with a shrug.

"Where do we find that?" Mrs. Weasley asks with a wail.

"I would be willing, Mrs. Weasley." You offer.

"You have your whole life ahead of you and school, Y/N. You can't do that." Mrs.Weasley says.

"Yeah, I can. I can take my test outside of looking after Bill. I can floo back and forth for my classes. It's not a big deal." You say not minding. In your mind you are licking your lips at the thought of having a hot man that needs you to live.

"If your sure Y/N?" Mrs. Weasley checks again.

"I am."

"Come right this way Y/N. You can start sucking his cock now. You will need at least three of his loads a day to produce milk. If you have his children you will just produce more milk then you normally do for him. More milk you need for him more you need to suck his cock." The healer explains to you.

You see the blanket tenting at his waist. You lick your lips pulling the blanket down showing his massive cock to the world. Its massive, and angry. His purple head bobbing. Precum stringing from his abs to the slit in his head. You take his head in your mouth. The salty taste bursting on you tongue.

You look up he is still asleep. You bob up and down taking him deep in your mouth all of a sudden his hand grabs your hair and pushes you down, taking him in your throat. Causing you to choke. He fucks your mouth. You look up he is still sleeping. You can feel his cock expand and he cums. You gulp it down. There is so much cum. It takes you a good minute to finally swallow it all down. Its creamy and salty. You love the taste.

His eyes flicker open. "What happened?" He asks.

"You were attacked by a werewolf. Y/N offered to be your personal wet nurse." The healer tells him .

"You did? You know what you need to do?" He asks.

"Yeah, already started. I just need to suck your cock two more times, then I should start producing for you." You tell him with a smile.

You see his cock reharden and start throbbing. He rubs it gently while the healer keeps talking telling him everything he needs to know about his new disorder.

You slip over taking it in your mouth. Feeling the weight on your tongue. He grabs your hair in his hands to hold your head and thrusts into your mouth.

"Fuck, Y/N. Your mouth is so good. Ug. Such a good girl. " He moans out.

You feel yourself getting slick. You bring your fingers down to your clit. You start flicking your clit with your fingers.

"Fingers out of your cunt. That cunt is now mine." Bill growls still thrusting into your mouth.

You whine. He groans at the vibrations in your throat.

"You will get your pretty cunt filled just you wait." Bill groans out. "Fuck, almost there..... take my seed." He cums spirts down your throat. Just as much as the last time and the same consistency.

"Did you always cum this much?" You ask licking the cum off his cock and licking your lips off.

"I did cum a lot but not that much. The wolf definitely makes me cum a lot." Bill tells you with a smile. "Now, come here. You deserve some cock filling you up."

He pulls you close to him. He sits up putting you both in doggie. He slowly pushes his cock into your heat. You moan feeling fuller.

"Good girl." He says starting to pound you.

"Bill, how are you feeling?" His mom asks. He doesn't stop thrusting into you and doesn't lose his punishing rhythm.

"I'm doing alright. Y/N will make sure I feel good. She will never let me go without." Bill says in between moans.

"Yes, she will. Should we get her food?" Mrs. Weasley asks him like nothing is going on.

"No, she has lots of protein in her belly." Bills says. He rubs your clit and you moan squirting your cum all over his balls and cock. "Fuck....F-fuck....Here is comes baby girl." He stutters cuming into you. You can feel his cum blasting into your womb.

You collapse under him. He rolls to his side and pulls you into his chest to cuddle.

"Are you sure you both don't need food?" Mrs.Weasley asks.

"No, Y/N and I are just going to take a nap." Bill says still panting.

[luimagines]

Can I request the chains or readers reaction to a massage please??

Sure thing! I had a debate on whether this should be scenario of headcanon, but I figured since I've mentioned this in headcanons before, I'll write it out. :D

Masterlist

Part 1 will include Twilight, Wild and Four.

Content under the cut!

Twilight

You watched as Twilight hauled another heavy pack onto Epona. You saw him wince and rub his neck, trying to get to his upper back.

Your heart ached for him at the sight. He looked pained but kept it silent.

You stood up and walked over to him with a frown on your face. You wanted to count your lucky stars that it was morning so he wasn't wearing his armor or layers. Then again- that didn't really help him now, did it? The day has literally just started and he's already in pain? Unacceptable.

You put a hand on his shoulder. He jumps at the contact, not having heard you coming. He relaxes when he sees you and smiles, putting his hand down as if everything is fine. "Good morning. Did you need something?"

"Are you ok?" You say quietly, not wanting to attract any attention to yourselves. "That looked like it hurt."

Twilight pauses and flushes slightly. "N-no, that's not it. I think I pulled something in my sleep. Nothing too bad, I just-"

"Do you want help with that?" You offer. Because really, it would be hard for him to move if he's got a muscle locked up. If you were attacked later today it would be worse for him. You can't even begin to imagine what would happen to him in that state if he was Wolfie. You don't want to think about it.

Twilight flushes a dark color. "...H..How?"

You also begin to blush but move behind him. "Don't make it weird. How else am I going to do it?"

You press your thumbs into his back and begin to knead behind his shoulder blade. You can actually feel the knot behind it. Poor Twilight. It must really hurt.

Twilight lets out a choked sound as the other half of him tenses up. You run your hand over the spot again and he strangles a moan to stay where it belongs.

You giggle and keep at it. Twilight has to fight to keep the sounds at bay. You poke his ear from behind with your free hand. "Feel good?"

"Yes, thank you." He says quietly, horrified but what he just did. "It feels a lot better."

"Good."

Wild

"Oh for the love of-!" Wild nearly curses, dropping the arrow he had knocked onto his bow.

Your attention snaps to him in an instant. "Everything good?"

Wild doesn't hear you. He doesn't even bother to pick up his arrow. His attention is solely on his forearm. Wild presses harshly onto a spot and makes a pained face.

You stand up and make your way over to him. "Pull something?"

"I don't know how." He hisses, running his thumb along the length of his forearm. He struggles for a moment but takes off his layers in frustration, throwing them to the ground non to gently.

"Easy." You take his hand and pull his arm towards you. "No need to get upset. Does it hurt that bad?"

You press your fingers along the side of the spot he was paying attention to, ease the area softly.

Wild winces but lets you do as you please. His other hand lands on his hip. "I don't know how I did it. I just woke up and it hurt to move."

"I don't remember you doing anything yesterday that would have caused this." You say softly, trying to diffuse his energy.

Wild flinches when you pass over the sore spot once more. You begin to move up his arm, going as high as his shirt will allow. Wild bites at his lip, but eventually his other hand drops as well. He takes a breath and his shoulders sag. "...Its been a few days actually."

You pause and give him a deadpanned look.

He flinch, but not from your touch. "I know, I know. I thought it would go away but it only got worse. Now I can't even shoot my bow straight."

"What on earth am I going to do with you?" You shake your head and click your tongue. You don't say anything else, opting to keep massaging his forearm, eventually moving to his bicep to help ease the tension in his arm.

Wild also falls silent, letting you work for a while. He doesn't fight you, he doesn't try to stop you. Neither of you know why you simply started doing this, but you don't feel like stopping and it's helping Wild more than he wants to admit.

Eventually you stop, moving his sleeve down and patting his shoulder. You're done. "Feel better?"

"Yes." He whispers, bending to pick up the gauntlets he had thrown down earlier. "Thank you."

"Anytime."

Four

Four rolled his shoulders for what to be the nth time this hour. He winces and pulled his arms back. Sure it puffed up his chest but you were certain that wasn't his actual intention.

You walked over to him and poked his arm, sitting next to him. "You've done that like ten times already. Everything alright?"

Four winces and shakes his head. "I think I pulled something earlier today. But for the life of me, I can't figure out what I did. It just hurts."

"Do you want help with that?" You offer, sitting beside him. "Does this happen often?"

Four shakes his head again. "I'm pretty good at keeping up with my stretches and forge work doesn't leave much to be desired when I have to switch over to the whole hero thing- which leaves me only more confused."

"Maybe you slept wrong?"

"Maybe." Four rolls his shoulders again. "Man, this sucks. What on earth did I do?"

"Let me help." You poke his arm again. "Turn around."

"I don't see how you're going to help me. There's only so much you can do." Four does as you say anything, not thinking twice about it.

You put your hands on his shoulders and begin to knead. Gently at first. Four hisses and you can see him flinch from behind but he doesn't voice any complaints. "If I'm too rough, you have to tell me ok?

"I doubt you would even be able to- mmm!!" Four hisses again and you can feel him arch with the way you press your thumb behind his shoulder blade. "There. You found it. Right there."

You chuckle and focus on putting the nerves and muscles back into place. "You were saying?"

Four tilts his head. "What was I say? I already forgot."

"Then don't expect me to remind you." You grin, happy that he's finding some relief after all this time.

"That is.. perfectly fine by me." Four sighs, relaxing under your touch. "You're pretty good at this."

"Thank you." You keep at it a little while longer before you pull back and pat his shoulder. "Did that help?"

"Tremendously."

"Great!"

Part 2

[neteyamssyulang]

Supernatural

Day 2

Pairing: Incubus Adult Neteyam x Fem tawtute reader

Warnings: P in V, Dub con, Dom Neteyam, Sub Reader, Rough Neteyam, Creampie.

Word count: 832

Translation(s): Paskalin -> Honey, Yawne -> Beloved

Tagging: @teyamshuman @hidden-snow @anemonelovesfiction @ikeyniofthetayrangi @itchaboi-itchyboy @kia-wolfie @aria-tempest @loaksulluyswife

“These dreams.. they’ve been so- weird the last few days, it’s hard to explain but the dream always starts off normal but then it always ends up with this blue alien fucking my brains out and I wake up being sore between my legs.” You spoke softly, looking between your friends who were rolling their eyes.

Tanya, one of your friends, eventually spoke up “Yeah right y/n” she scoffed, “I think someone has been watching the avatar movies wayyy too much” Jessie, your other friend, added in.

Now they weren’t wrong, you loved to binge watch all the movies but it does not explain why you have the same dream every single damn night.

You went to open your mouth to speak but Jessie cut you off immediately, “Look y/n, we’re gonna go home now but I suggest seeing a therapist or something because your losing it babe”

They gave you both a pitiful smile and got off the couch, walked out the living room, opened the door and left closing it behind them.

Maybe they did have a point, maybe you were losing it.

Or maybe you weren’t.

An hour passed and you got ready for bed, doing your nightly routine but also putting a camera on your dresser facing your bed. Now you’ll finally have proof that your not crazy.

As always, you fell asleep instantly after getting into your warm, cozy, bed.

Your dream started off different this time, you were laying down in the huge fancy bed but no one was in the room with you.

Or so you thought.

“Miss me already paskalin?” Neteyam purred next to you, your breath hitched as you felt his cold hands on your skin, tracing patterns along your stomach before moving his hand down between your legs, swiping a single digit across your folds.

He smirked feeling how wet you already are “Yeah, guess you did miss me.” Before you could register anything, he pinned you down and crawled ontop of you, his cock already hard and leaking pre-cum onto your thigh.

“Wait wait!” You pleaded, pushing at his chest “Wait for what pet? You don’t want this?” He asked completely unfazed, placing one of your legs around his waist and swiped his cockhead teasingly against your slick folds.

“I.. I don- shit!” You screamed as he plunged his cock inside you, small grunts leaving his lips as your walls squeezed tightly around his thick shaft.

Once Neteyam finally bottomed out, he stayed still for a few moments just admiring you. How beautiful you looked underneath him with your eyes squeezed shut and mouth slightly agape trying to adjust to his size.

Doesn’t matter if you took him multiple times before, each time felt like your first time all over again.

Slowly he began moving his hips, his cock dragging against your gummy walls, coaxing out beautiful moans from your lips.

“Nothing to say now huh?” He chuckled, picking up the pace, his hips slapping against yours. “Ungh! Fuck teyam!” You mewled, his cock was hitting all the right spots inside you, making you see stars.

Your hands went to his arms, digging your nails into him making him groan. The sting was oh so delicious and only encouraged him to push deeper into you.

Neteyam leaned down, his hot breath fanning over your ear as he whispered “Your all mine y/n, mine. No one will ever get to have you besides me.”

Your walls clenched around him at his words making his lips tug up into a smirk, “You want that? To be all mine yawne?”

By now your mind has turned to mush, all you could think of was how good Neteyam was fucking you.

“P-please..” you slurred, already feeling your climax approaching rapidly. Leaning back up, he bit his lip and wrapped his tail around your thigh. Fuck you felt like heaven to him, it was only a matter of time before you would be his completely.

With one particular hard thrust your breath hitched and you came hard, gushing around his cock. Feeling your walls clenching tightly around him, Neteyam groaned, painting your gummy walls white.

Your eyes began to slowly flutter shut as he slowly began to withdraw himself from you, “Till next time, little one” he murmured.

You woke up to your alarm going off around 7:30, groaning you opened you eyes and sat up slowly, wincing at the familiar pain between your legs.

Quickly you got out of bed and went to the camera, grabbing it off your dresser. Stopping the recording you sat back down onto the bed and played back the footage you caught.

Holy shit- no..it couldn’t be..

He was actually there, fucking your unconscious body while glancing towards the camera.

Once Neteyam was done and pulled out, he got off the bed, walked to the camera and crouched down.

“Did you enjoy the show darling?” He grinned, sending a wink towards the camera.

[ja3hwa]

Day 23 : Creampie/Breeding - San

「Title」 : Not so Harmless

「Word count」 : 1.21k

-> Genre: Smut, Fluff, Fantasy au

Paring: Werewolf!San x Bunny Hybrid!Reader  

[Warnings] : Mention of sex pollen. Dub-con (you know cause sex pollen and all). Swearing. Dirty talk. Unprotected sex (Don't do this) mention of knotting. Werewolf talk (knots, mate, presenting etc.). Oral (reader receiving). Multiple orgasms. Hair pulling. Lots of bodily fluids. Some clit play. Let me know if I missed anything.

Note : This is part two, of a fic I wrote a while back and decided it would fit this todays theme ♡ you can read part one -> [Here]

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“The-The flower. It’s a lascivious toxin.” You practically moan out, leaning back so San’s body and the table trap you. You feel so hot, sweat beading down your forehead. He looks at your with confusion, feeling himself grow with worry and lust. He can smell you dripping, but he shakes the thought, trying to make sure you are okay first.

“W-what does that mean Sweets?” He asks, bringing his hand up to hold the back of your neck.

“Argh, It’s a toxin that makes you horny San!!” You look at him dead in the eyes, frustration taking over. “It makes you very…” You grind your hips against his. “Very…” You do it again. “Very horny…”

“Oh…” I mean at least you are not actually in pain, well the bad kind anyway.

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck.” You panted feeling Sans's tongue lap at your dripping cunt, his fingers deep inside you. The pace was slow, maybe a bit too slow for your liking, but you were so sensitive you couldn’t help but want to come at the smallest of actions.

“You gonna cum again baby? You want to make a mess for me?” San smiled against you with a wolfy grin, picking up the pace with his thrusts just slightly, enough to tip you over the edge. Your grip on San's dark hair, loosens, finally feeling better. Maybe the toxin has finally left your system. San sat up, wiping his mouth while studying your figure. Concern mixed with lust. He wanted, needed to know you were okay. “How are you feeling baby.”

You sat up so you were crossed-legged in front of San while he sat on his knees. You were about to reply with a confident ‘I feel so much better’ but all of a sudden the sharp pain and heat bursts through your body again. How could this be? You had an orgasm, well more like four now, why aren't you feeling better? Tears began to form, as you feel an overwhelming sense of anxiousness and frustration.

“S-San I think. I think I need something more…” You felt strange asking your lover for sex. You didn’t want to make him feel like you were using him. San sat there for a moment thinking, and then a sudden thought came to mind. Something Yeosang had told him about heats and mating cycles. He said that no matter what you do the heat will only go away once the knot is performed. So maybe…

“That's it!” San chirped a little too loudly making you suddenly jump at his burst of energy.” I just need to knot you.” his words made you blush as if it was taboo for him to speak about knotting. It wasn’t like you haven’t don’t that with him yet, but him saying it so mundanely made your fluffy ears twitch.

“This isn’t a heat though… How will you cumming insi―” Your brain clicked, remember a word or was it a phrase, who knows, but your Herbology book said something about sex toxins needing another partner to cure, but you didn’t think it meant their seed. You pushed yourself up, further on the bed before turning around, sticking your ass up in the air and head into your pillow. “Breed me Sannie..”

Did San just die and go to heaven. His mate. His sweet little bunny, presenting for him while asking to be bred. Oh yeah, he is definitely in heaven. His cock twitched in his boxer, making the fabric get tighter around his thick length. His body was moving faster than his brain, crawling onto the bed so his hands could reach out for your hips. He pulls his boxers down so his cock can slide again your cheeks spreading his precum between them. Some of his slick gets on your cotton tail too, making you shiver. You push your hips into him, feeling the tip of his cock grazes your entrance. You needed him so badly. You felt like you were going to combust.

"Sannie, please. Please hurry, " you begged desperately, wiggling your hips more aggressively in order to try and get a bigger rise out of him.

"My sweet baby. All you needed was my knot to fill you, hmm?" His growl that erupted from his chest sounded animalistic, predatorial. "I'll give you just what you need."

His cock thrusts deep inside you in one motion, your slick being a great source of lubricant. You were already screaming, gripping the sheets in desperation. He didn't wait for you to adjust like he normally would. No, the snap of his hips was nothing but hard, fast, and deep. Hitting every spot you needed in order to make you see stars.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." You chanted, tears running down your cheeks, soaking the pillow below you. His hand landed a harsh smack on your ass, making the soft flesh turn a nice shade of pink. Your whole body felt like it was on fire, burning from the inside out. You were going to explode any second, and when San's hand snaked down to your clit to apply pressure to your sensitive bud you knew you were done for. "SAN!!"

"I know baby. Come for me. Make a mess on my cock." His soft voice melted off his tongue, soothing you over the edge. Your vision started to become blurred, fearing to be blacked out entirely. San was now so close, sitting up straight he grabbed both sides of your hips in pound himself inside you at an inhuman pace. Sensitiveity surged through you as San chased his own high and after a few more thrusts he felt himself spill into you. His hips stutter until they completely stopped, his cock was still deep inside for a moment while you both collected yourselves. And to your happiness the pain that had consumed you was now finally gone.  

“Oh Fuck…” San growled under his breath as he pulled out of you slowly. He watched his cum mixing with your own, staring at it while it started to spill out of you. It dripped down your thigh, making San’s cock twitch. You turn to look back and see San was already hard again.

“You got to be kidding me.” You panted with a light-hearted half-smile.

“I can’t help it. Not when I have such a beautiful view in front of me.” His fingers swiped up the slick from your thigh, pushing it back into your sensitive hole. You mewled at the feeling, trying to get away from him, but he just grabbed your hips in order to spin you around. Your legs on either side of him, being kept open by his thighs. His fingers keep pushing his cum back inside you, enjoying the way it looks when comes back out.

“S-San” You moaned rolling your hips, starting to feel hot and bothered again. he leaned over so he was caging you against the mattress, his nose nuzzling against your neck while his hand brushed over your long fluffy ears. His words make you shiver;

“Don’t worry baby. I’m not don’t with you just yet.”

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[strwbmei]

What if...

Poly with Kafka and Silver Wolf :0

"I think I forgot something..."

Kafka: If you forgot it, then it probably wasn't important.

"...Yeah, you're right."

Silver Wolf, strapped to the bed with a vibrator in her and gagged: *Left there for an hour after Kafka called you over and currently losing her mind.*

I'm so sorry for bullying Silver Wolf but can you really blame me ;-;

Kafka definitely did it on purpose. The two of you love to bully Silverwolf together— whether it be through light teasing in your conversations or through overstimulating her until she can't think. This evening was no exception, either; though, this time, it was mostly Kafka's doing. Poor Wolfie is barely holding onto her consciousness; eyes half-lidded and muffled moans turning into choked gasps. She tried to keep count of how many times she's cum ever since you left her all alone- but at some point, she just gave up completely.

When you opened the door, Silverwolf had a glimmer of hope— a hope that you'd be her knight in shining armor and save her. That feeling quickly died down when she saw Kafka and the sadistic smile she was wearing behind you. Imagine toying with Silverwolf even more as you pound into her; turning the settings of the vibrator up and playing with her nipples as Kafka coaxed her with words as sweet as honey— the two of you working in a perfect, yet cruel harmony to make Silverwolf unable to process anything besides how good you're making her feel. Don't expect things to be over once you finally break Silverwolf— after all.. Kafka has yet to be satisfied. Surely, you have enough stamina left over for her?

[shhuuga]

Puppy chan in "rut" AKA it's been so long since he's last seen you that even the faint scent of your perfume and shampoo left over the hoodie he stole has him bricked up. The moment he sees you? Strong leader bangchan is out the fuckin door and he's just your lil Wolfie/puppy who needs to breed you full of pups -🦇

stuck in a rut.

warnings: cussin, p in v, unprotected $3X (don't do that <3), breeding k¡nk, taboo p0rn plot bc im corny like that, (smut under the cut!)

chan hates his ruts. usually, he handles then himself. stays in his room with his food and just lies around naked, preferably not touching himself. when he does, he can't stop. it'll take him hours, and even sometimes a day for him so stop going.

but with you, it's different. he doesn't know how to tell you when literally smelling you makes him horny, your clothes make him horny, hell.. your new acrylics make him horny. (okay, those always did the trick, but still.)

so when you call from the laundry room that you've gotten stuck in the dryer, new leggings that are hugging your ass so much.. fuck, he's got to have you.

"please, please, baby.. i just need to.. can i? can i fuck you baby? please?"

and who were you to deny your little puppy boy? who you knew was fucking struggling with his rut but refused to just ask you for help. now you had him right where you wanted him, and he didn't want to go anywhere.

the second he gets your panties off, (which took a while due to him fumbling over his words and accidentally rubbing himself on your thigh) he's going all in. as fast, hard, and deep as he can, he's going to go. you weren't sure if it was his heat or not having him inside you for the last few weeks that made his dick feel fatter, a delicious stretch that made your gummy walls pulse.

"thank you, baby. fuck, yes...shit! thank you so much, baby. thank you for- fuck! oh yes, thank you for taking my cum, baby." is all his mouth can muster as he pumps his third load in the last twenty minutes deep into your pussy. you feel the warmth escape him again with a hearty moan before being heaved out of the machine, the dark of which had comforted your eyes.

"i-i'm sorry, baby.. i am, but- could we go to the bedroom? im still so horny.."

and who were you to deny your puppy boy's wishes?

[ellethespaceunicorn]

The Howling in Claw Creek Forest, Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight: Every Rose Has Its Thorn

Rating: Explicit, 18+, Minors – DNI

Pairing: Werewolf!Walter Marshall x Reader

Word Count: 2.8K

Series Summary: You live in a small town called Claw Creek, surrounded by a deep, dark forest. Since you were a kid, an urban legend of the creature in the woods has been told. If the distant howls at night and mutilated livestock are anything to go by, you fear the stories to be true.

Chapter Summary: A flashback into the love life of Sy and “Bug”, and a look toward the future with Wolfie and Pup.

Warnings: mentions of military deployment, p-in-v sex, creampie, emotional moments

A/N: Thank you for being patient with me, guys! And I see y’all reblogging the masterlist for the series. And I thank you so much for keeping this story alive! A special thank you to @peyton-warren for being my lovely beta and soundboard for this story. 

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The rumble of that old truck coming down the lane had you leaping off the couch to run to the front door. You swung it open, followed by the screen door; your bare feet padding on the old wooden porch warmed from the sun. You saw your man scramble to park before he jumped out and ran across the lawn to you. You threw open your arms as he took the stairs in one step to meet you.

The feeling of his lips against yours was just like the first time. And after he had been gone for the past six months, it felt glorious. Your arms around his neck allowed your hands to slide over his shaved head. You hated when he got rid of his curls before he shipped out, but you understood that it was less fashionable and more functional.

At least he got to keep the beard that you loved so much.

He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue along the seam of your lips, and you obliged his entry. He savored every little moan that escaped your mouth, putting on quite the show for his neighbors, who were surely looking out of their windows at this point. They hadn’t heard his truck in months, and now it’s back to annoy them.

When his hands started to wander from your hips to your ass with a healthy squeeze, you knew it was time to bring this show of affection indoors. You broke the kiss and pulled him into his house. He had given you a key shortly before leaving so you could look after the place. You had only been together for less than a year, but you liked where you were headed.

After you are both inside, he pins you against the front door. He’s kissing your neck before pulling away to sniff in the direction of the kitchen. He sighed when he turned around to look back at you.

“I have missed your cooking so much. I’ve missed you so much, Bug. Every night, I wished I could be back here with you so I could hold you close and kiss you goodnight. Every morning, I would wake up with the goal of making it back to you,” he professed, getting down on one knee before taking your left hand in his. “I wanted to wait to do this; I did. But I don’t want to wait anymore. While this ring may have been an impulse buy, I know that yours is the only hand I would ever take in marriage. That is if you’ll have me. What do you say? Will you marry me, Bug?” 

He holds up the ring, and your eyes blur from unshed tears. You truly had not expected this, but you couldn’t be happier. Sy was the man of your dreams. He was funny, loving, and protective; you wouldn’t have picked anyone else to spend the rest of your days with. You realized you had been quiet for almost a minute and spoke up.

“Yes! I will marry you, baby,” you gasped, nodding furiously as he put the ring on your finger.

Standing up, he wrapped you in a giant bear hug before picking you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist, so happy to feel his warmth against you again. Once he started toward the bedroom, you knew you weren’t going to be having your meal any time soon. At least, not until after some unfinished business took place.

Sy made love to you, worshipping your body, and leaving hickeys everywhere he could. The man was never subtle in his lust for you. He missed you, and he was going to make sure you knew how much. Rocking his hips into you, he had you right where he wanted you. In between huffs of air and moans of pleasure, Sy kissed every part of you that he could reach.

As he brought you over the edge repeatedly, he talked you through it. Nothing was better than that moment, having him so close as he played your body expertly like he always did. Listening to him grunt as he chased after his release was music to your ears as his hips stuttered soon enough.

Between moaning your name, praising you, and his filthy dirty talk, he had you wrapped around his little finger. Well, technically, he had you wrapped around something substantially bigger…and that’s why your brain short-circuited when he began whispering sweet things in your ear.

“Look how fuckin’ beautiful you look takin’ me so well, Bug. Missed you so much, and couldn’t wait to be with you again. Just like this, watchin’ you fall apart so pretty for me,” he praised, one of his giant hands coming to rest on your tummy while he continued his onslaught. “All I could think of was coming home and starting our little family. Bug, I want you to make me a Daddy. Please, please, please…” he trailed off.

The guttural groan he made as he finished was beastly. And you loved every second of it. What can you say? You were a fan of when men weren’t afraid to be especially vocal in the bedroom, be it moaning or speaking. More often than not, it was Sy’s voice that the neighbors tended to hear when you two were hot and heavy. 

You waited until he had come down from his high to ask about what he said. He rolled off of you and laid next to you, opening his arm so you could lay on his chest. This wasn’t the first time he had brought up starting a family. He had the same idea before he deployed for six months. But this time seemed different. He was practically begging you to get pregnant, and you wanted to slow the brakes a bit. 

But you can’t always get what you want.

“Sy, can we put a pause on baby talk? You only just got back. I want some time with you before I’m knee-deep in diapers and midnight feedings,” you confided, hoping post-nut clarity would come to him.

“So, before I left, it was because you would be alone. And now, it’s because I’m here with you? Come on, Bug,” he scoffed, running a hand over his buzzcut.

“That’s not fair. It’s not exactly like your body is gonna be the one going through changes. And yes, I am worried that you want to start a family, and we don’t even know when you could be called upon. Then what? I just sit here and wait for you to meet your kid after missing my whole pregnancy?” You supposed, picking your head up from his chest and meeting his eyes.

“You’re right, ya know? I might have to be deployed again. But don’t forget that I’m fighting for my country. That’s not easy either. And I would still be providing for you, Bug. Does that mean nothing?” He countered, leaning on one elbow.

“I appreciate what you do; don’t get me wrong. But I refuse to start a family until I feel comfortable enough to do so. I mean, we got engaged an hour ago, and you’re already planning children. I love you, but this is too much for me right now,” you reasoned, pulling yourself up to a seated position and staring at your ring.

He took your hands in his as he sat up. “I love you too, and I want to start a family with you. That means marrying you and having kids together. I wanted it then, I want it now, and I’ll probably always want it. But if you don’t feel ready, I won’t make you. All I ask is that you think about it,” he implored.

You promised him that you would think about it, and he gave you the space and time that you needed. Two whole days spent in your house, ignoring your phone and your life. Two whole days of thinking about how to make up your mind. You’d never wanted children until you met Sy. He would make a great dad, which wasn’t what you were worried about. You were worried about how much time he would get to be a dad. Or whether he would make it back to you at all.

When you made up your mind, you went over to Sy’s house to talk with him. Very few words were said, but the point was made when you gave him back his ring. As much as you wanted him, you couldn’t be the perfect little Army wife that he wanted, and quite frankly, that he deserved. 

You cried yourself to sleep that night, the memory of Sy’s distraught face behind your eyelids. With a heavy heart, you decided to drown yourself in work and forget about love. And it was working so well, at least for a while.

You are awoken by a deep voice calling your name and a hand shaking your shoulder. Opening your eyes, you come face-to-face with a steaming mug of coffee. You sit up fully and accept the mug, looking up to thank who brought it to you.

Sy’s face is neutral as he lets go of the mug. He sips from his cup as he motions for you to let him sit next to you. Neither of you speaks for a minute or two, unsure of what to say. The last time you two shared a bed was pretty eventful, and now it’s the only thing on your mind.

“How long have you been awake?” you ask, not knowing what to say.

“Couple hours. Just couldn’t sleep. Went for a run to clear my head, and that worked for about five minutes. Now, all I can think of is the last time you were here. Then, I think of last night and how good it felt to have my arms wrapped around you,” he laments, sipping his coffee before continuing, “Anyway, I figured it would be best if I let that ship sail long ago. But you just had to come back into my life, didn’t you? You don’t make it easy, woman.”

“Technically, if it wasn’t for Liv, I’d still be out of your life. Maybe I should thank her. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss you,” you admit, looking into your coffee mug.

“Yeah, thank her for me, too,” he laughs, bumping your shoulder with his.

You giggle, looking up into his eyes. “Do you think we can try and be friends? I know last night was fucking strange. And I can’t guarantee it won’t be weird sometimes. But you’re important to me. You always will be,” you confess.

“Of course, we can be friends. I want you in my life, Bug. And if that means that I had to be a damn wolf to get back to you, then I guess I can live with that,” he jokes.

“You’re a handsome wolf if that’s any consolation,” you say, holding in a giggle.

Sy fixes you with the look he used to give you when you were being bratty, and it still works. You can feel the heat rise to your face as you look down and sip your coffee. 

“Well, look. It’s just about 10. What do you say we stop procrastinating and get you back to your boyfriend before he comes sniffing around? I’m sure he’s beside himself waiting for you. I know I’d be doing the same,” he insists.

“You’re right. I’ll get changed, and we can head out,” you sigh, feeling like the weight of the world is on your shoulders.

Sy nods, taking your mug. He exits the bedroom, pulling the door shut, and you hear his footsteps leading away from the door.

You get dressed quickly, your mind running through different scenarios of how this could all go down. Your anxiety level rises when you think of having your first fight with Walter. Unsure of whether or not you are still upset with him, you push all thoughts away and exit Sy’s bedroom.

Sy notes your solemn expression and pulls you into a hug, whispering into your ear, “Trust me, if anything, he’s gonna be so happy you’re back in his arms that I’m sure he’ll wanna be done with this little fight o’ yours.” Giving you a little squeeze before he lets go, he pats your back, and you appreciate him for trying.

Soon, you and Sy are on the road to the cabin. He drives while you direct him on where to go. The closer you get to the cabin, the more your leg bounces up and down. When Sy reaches a hand to rest on your knee, you stop only to start biting at your thumbnail. He pulls your hand from your mouth and holds it for the rest of the drive.

As Sy pulls into the driveway, the front door swings open. You’re suddenly frozen in your seat until Sy reaches across you to open your door. “Go on, now,” he directs, a sad smile on his face.

You exit the truck, gravel crunching below your feet. Walter jumps off the porch, stopping on the lawn just past the house. You look up at him as you approach, your feet moving faster once you see the hurt puppy look on his face. You throw your arms around his neck, his scent strong in your nostrils. His arms wrap around you, picking you up off your feet.

You don’t see when Walter and Sy exchange a nod. A lot can be said in one simple head tilt.

When Walter places you back on your feet, you both start to talk at the same time. “I’m so sorry, Pup, I-” “Wolfie, I’m sorry-”

Apologies give way to surprised laughter, and you rest your forehead against his.

“Gimme a sec, ok?” Walter asked, stepping past you to walk over to where Sy sat in the truck. You watch as they talk for a minute or two, unable to hear what is said. They shake hands, and Sy smiles at you. Walter walks back to where you stand, kissing your forehead and smiling down at you. Before you can speak, he lifts your arm and ducks his head under it to heft you over his shoulder.

“Ooof, Wolfie!” is all you get out as Walter makes his way back into the cabin. You watch over his shoulder as Sy drives off.

As Walter kicks the front door shut, you hear Jace’s laughter at your predicament, followed by a snort from Olivia.

“Good luck, bestie. Have fun!” Liv chuckles from her seat, cuddled up against Jace. 

You’ll have to ask her about that later. Right now, you are being carried upstairs by your boyfriend, who missed you something fierce. Ending up in his bedroom, he plops you down on the bed and jumps you. Leaving a trail of kisses from your jaw to your collarbone and back. All the while whispering how much he missed you.

“I missed you too, Wolfie,” you gasp as he sucks on a particularly sensitive area of your neck.

Putting himself between your legs, he finally kisses your lips. When you moan into his mouth, his clothed sex comes into contact with yours. You feel each other’s body heat, and it’s mere seconds before you are both undressed. 

With the thrust of his hips, you feel his apology. With each kiss and nip, you feel how much he cares for you. He brings you to the brink over and over, until you are an emotional mess that clings to him. You’re impossibly close and you wish you could be even closer to him. Wrapping your legs around his waist tighter, you tangle a hand in his hair as he rips one more orgasm from you. 

You throw your head back, a long whine exiting your throat as you ride out your high. When you bite down on Walter’s shoulder, his hips falter and he buries himself deep inside you. You can feel every twitch of his length and every spurt that paints your walls. He fills you slowly but surely, resting his head in the crook of your neck as he comes down.

Rubbing his back, you kiss where your teeth barely made a dent in his skin. His tired groan vibrates through your body, and you can’t help but shiver. His softening girth slips from you, and you both gasp. Walter starts to move off of you, but you pull him back, not wanting to lose his warmth.

He chuckles, happy to be your weighted heating blanket. He settles in with his arms around you until you hear soft, grumbling snores. Feeling his breath puff on your neck, you let out a yawn and give in to your own tiredness.

Everything else can wait for now. You are right where you want to be.

To be continued...

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[bendycxmet]

Pent-Up—Nicholas D. Wolfwood

Summary: Wolfwood has been waiting for you all day. Plus, he's horny.

Pairing: gn!reader x Wolfwood

Content: smut (18+ MDNI), oral (reader receiving), maybe a lil nasty if you count not showering immediately when you get home, dry humping, desperation, wolfwood is horny and a lil dirty pervert, i tried to make this as gender neutral as possible

with a heavy sigh, you shoulder your way into your and Wolfwood's apartment. the door shuts noisily behind you as you collapse your whole weight against it, alerting your boyfriend to your late arrival from work. wherever he is.

you groan, upset he's nowhere to be seen. you really needed a hug from him. immediately.

you throw your bag onto the ground, relieving yourself of some of the heavy burden that's been on your shoulders since leaving your workplace. toeing off your shoes, you make your way into the kitchen to look for a much needed snack.

"wolfwood??" no response.

"wolfie~?" you start to tease, knowing he despises but secretly loves your nicknames for him.

"...woowoo?" you try one last time. that's definitely gonna get him to you.

closing the fridge, you peek around to the hallway, finally noting the doors are all closed. is he not home?

you're quickly proven wrong, the door to your shared bedroom flying open, steam flowing to the ceiling from the bathroom off to the side. Wolfwood stands in the doorway, a surprised look on his face.

"wolfwood! i knew that last one would get you. sorry i got home so late. busy day yanno. did you just take a shower? a bit late isn't it?" you remark to him, turning your eyes back to the kitchen, navigating your snack options.

"how-" he clears his throat. "how was your day darling?" he breathily asks.

you look towards him, eyebrow raised. you take in his appearance, from his heaving chest, to his hand gripping the doorframe, and finally to his boxers. he's only in his boxers, a tent evident in the front.

"uh, it's not that important. it's whatever. are you ok?"

he growls at you, taking steps towards where you stand in the kitchen, grabbing at your hands.

"I've been alone all day, missing my sweetheart, and the first conversation we have, they won't even tell me about their day? the day that's kept them so busy... away from me?"

you gulp at the gravelly tone he's speaking with.

"Wolfie... what's gotten into you?"

"oh honey, a guy has needs. and today, i was feeling a little... abandoned. with my issue down there." he moves your hand to cup him, gasping when you feel how hard he is. he's been pent up for hours.

he moans, squeezing his eyes as he pushes your hand away. "I've missed you too much." he sinks to his knees, hands wrapping around your hips to keep you in place.

"wolf-" your knees buckle slightly when he noses your crotch. "wolfwood! wait! i haven't had the chance to shower! I'm all sweaty and gross." you whine.

his chuckle vibrates into your pelvis.

"when I asked you about your day, i want to know about all of it." you shudder at his implications, hand shooting out to grip the counter as he grabs your bottoms, pushing down both your underwear and pants.

your other hand knots itself into his dark waves when you feel his hot breath hit you. a deep groan rumbles through him.

"yeah you better hold on tight baby. I've been waiting for this all day. not even a hot shower could clear my head of you."

with that, he dives in, desperately sucking in a mouthful of you. you cry out, your fingers tightening in his hair. he puts his tongue to work, licking you vigorously.

you pry your eyes open, haze settling over you as pleasure courses through every nerve ending. you wanted to see what was down below you, rarely seeing wolfwood on his knees for you.

maybe you could die happy in that moment, knowing wolfwood would always worship you like this.

a long lick up your most intimate area causes you to hiss, your body stepping backwards to get away from the overwhelming sensation. wolfwood doesn't like that.

he pulls away, an angry downturn in his eyebrows. he wraps his large hands further around you waist and pushes you against the fridge. now there was no space left for you to shy away from his affections. his hand snaps against your backside, causing you to yelp.

"stay." he demands, a finality layering his command.

wolfwood returns to you with newfound determination. perhaps as punishment for keeping him waiting so long today. his hands comes backto your backside, squeezing, humming his appreciation of the nectar that flows from between your legs. you whimper, feeling your lower stomach beginning to burn, signaling the end. he brings his hips closer to your leg. you feel the wetness of his pants, the twitching of his cock. so he was getting off to this. what a pervert.

you give him some relief, pushing your leg harshly against his cock. he moans his thanks into you, hips moving against you.

"baby, i won't last much longer," you manage to get out between stuttering breaths, his tongue making it hard to concentrate on the sentences formulating in your head.

he hums, knowing exactly what'll get you to your peak. his hands move to play with you, stroking you gently, the opposite of how his tongue was treating you. your hips begin to buck, breath hitching as the coil in your stomach tightens.

"wolfwood-!"

his lips suddenly reach your most sensitive spot, lips wrapping and sucking harshly around the area. you moan loudly into the kitchen, body rigid as your orgasm courses through you. the fog in your brain clears just enough for you to catch the hitch in wolfwoods panting, hips pressing roughly into your leg. your knees shake, threatening to take you to the ground.

wolfwood of course would never let that happen. he grabs you, pulling you down to his level, letting you catch your breath against his shoulder. he pets your hair, kissing the side of your face.

"so rough day huh?"

"you have no idea." you reach your hand down to graze your fingers against the incredibly wet spot on his boxers. "looks like I wasnt the only one having it rough."

he laughs roughly, pulling you up until you're standing.

"let's just call it a tie. shower?"

"never without you~" you peck his cheek, pulling him towards the bathroom.

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a/n: look i just remembered someone talking about their fav eating them out pre shower and I immediately thought of wolfwood. that man can get down and dirty. also this is written so late at night for me so forgive me for any errors. i need to go to bed

[smuttyazrael]

Wolfy problem Part 3

Word count: 1,089

Summary: Bill gets turned into a werewolf. Wolves need breastmilk to live. They thrive under thier special breastmilk. Y/N volunteers to be his wet nurse.

Warnings: Masturbation, Oral, Sexual intercourse, Fingering, Cum kink, Lactation kink, Praise kink, Cockwarming.

He wakes up in the morning he rolls you off of him lightly to go pee and notices the cum that sticks to both your stomachs. He smiles remembering the pleasure he felt all night. He notices your slick a little lower down.

He heads to the washroom to pee.

He comes back rubbing his hard throbbing cock, that's leaking pre cum already. He slips back into bed, shifting you around to lay on your back. He straddles you and slips his cock in between your sleeping lips. You suck on him like a pacifier.

"Fuck baby girl. Sucking my cock in your sleep even. You love my cum so much. Fuck, Y/N gonna cum for you. Gonna cum so hard" he moans out thursting into your mouth. His ball slapping against your chin. Your throat completely open taking his long hard cock down it. After what seems like minutes he is cumming long and hard for you. His eyes rolling to the back of his head. You just swallow each rope down like a good girl, not waking at all.

You keep sucking his cock still throbbing in your mouth. He's panting with a smile on his face. He runs his fingers through your hair as you shift in your sleep moaning.

"Y/N, your gonna make me cum again." He whispers almost talking to himself. With a few more thrusts he is groaning out and spurting ropes into your tummy again. You wake up as he pulls out. "Morning beautiful." He greets you.

"Morning Bill. What are we doing today?" You ask him, getting up and stretching.

"I gotta work. That's it so far." He tells you as he wraps you in a hug and rubs his cock throbbing against your stomach.

You both quickly take a shower together. You're not sure how clean you both got, because he fucked you in the shower and you also sucked him off. You arrive at his work and resume your position under his desk.

After a few hours of you warming his cock, he gets up and tells you that it's lunch time and he has to meet Charlie at the Leaky Cauldron. You both step out of the bank and walk past a few stores. As you pass an alley way Bill drags you down it. He pulls his cock out of the fly of his pants and pushing lightly on your shoulders to get you down on your knees.

You konw exaclty what he is asking. You get down and take his cock into yuor mouth. Licking the helmet as it slips in. He threads his fingers through your hair thrusting into yout throat. He moans out feeling your throat squeeze him as you swallow around him. You face getting covered in the drull leaking out of your mouth around his cock.

He just keeps thrusting. Your eyes tearing up and messing up your mascara leaving lines down your face. You feel him start to stuters a little bit knowing he is very close to cumming. You swallow around him again and with a groan he cums. You swallow everything he gives you.

After he lifts you up pulling your face into his chest hugging you while your shaking not understanding why.

"Your such a good girl. Taking my cock exactly the way I like it." Bill whispers in your ear. He then leads you to the Leaky Cauldron. You and him arrive and Charlie is already sitting there with a drink.

"What took you two so long?" Charlie asks as you approach.

"I needed her throat. Stopped in an alley and took it." Bill tells him.

After a bro hug they both sit. Bill bring you so you are sitting across his lap. He pulls your top down and sucks your tit into his mouth. You can feel the pull of the milk being drained.

"Is that actually any good?" Charlie asks curiously.

"Best thing I've ever had." He replies when he pulls of switching tits. He finishes draining the other and orders you and him some food.

"Do you need food?" Charlie asks Bill.

"No, I could probably live off her milk but I don't want her to feel left out." Bill tells with a shrug.

"So, about this biting me?"

"You still want that?" Bill asks him surprised.

"Hell yeah. I'm gonna see if Hermione will be my wet nurse. She is way too hot."

"Ron won't be happy." Bill tells him slipping your pants down under your bum and pulling his cock out of his fly. He thrusts into you hard and you moan out loudly. Other turn and look but quickly look away after seeing who it was. You bounce on his cock moaning ignoring the conversation going on around you.

"Ron is jealous of everything we do. It doesn't matter so why not do something he can actually be jealous of because Hermione isn't actually his girl."

"How do you know this?"

"I had my cock in her all last night. She loved it." Charlie says.

"How was she in the morning?"

"A little weepy but nothing cuddles nad pressure couldn't fix. it was a surprisingly easy fix." Charlie says while Bill thrusts stutter spurting a load into you.

You just keep boucing on his cock as it stays hard. Must be the werewolf stamina.

"She get shakey?"

"Naw, Hermione didn't does Y/N?"

"Yeah, got a little shakey after the blow job outside. She just needed to be held." Bill tells him panting enjoying you on his cock.

"At the rate your going you are gonna have her knocked up by the next full moon." Charlie tells him.

"Good. Pups are good." Bill says. "She can't fight."

"Nooo!" You whine to him still bouncing. Loving the feeling of him rubbing against the sides and being able to feel him brush your cervix. ENough to get a jolt of pain but not enough for it to be shooting.

"Even knowing oyur going to carry my pup you can't stop bouncing on my cock. You will be round with my pup and you will not be fighting." Bill orders in his Alpha voice. Your pussy squeezes him and he feels your liquids gush out. "You like my Alpha voice?" You nod pleading with your eyes to do more. "Cum." He orders. You squirt all over his lap with a moan. He cums as well filling your pussy with his baby batter.

"Nice." Charlie says while you two are both coming down from your highs.

[queenmea604]

Puppy chan in "rut" AKA it's been so long since he's last seen you that even the faint scent of your perfume and shampoo left over the hoodie he stole has him bricked up. The moment he sees you? Strong leader bangchan is out the fuckin door and he's just your lil Wolfie/puppy who needs to breed you full of pups -🐌

Hey Anon 🐌, I really happy to see you asked about this oneshot and i'm gladly trying my best to do the oneshot like you requested and i'm sorry if the story line is not like what you want but trust me when i said that i doing my best to fulfill the request bcs i'm not so good write the smut fics so here the fics for you

Little Naughty Puppy ( B.CH )

➣ Pairing : Wolf!Bang Chan x F!reader

➣ Genre : Fluffy, Smut

➣ Words Count : 2.4k

➣ Warning : MDI!!, Masturbation(m), Oral (mxf), Breeding kink, Unprotected sex ( don't ), Cursing, Pet names, Nipple play, Fantasizing, Grinding

Masterlist

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Bang Chan is your wolf hybrid, but for you, he's like a little puppy for you when you both stay together. Currently, you are out of Seoul because of the work that you have been told to do by your boss, leaving Bang Chan alone at your house. When you are out of Chan eyes. He automatically changed to a serious wolf with a strong aura, but what you didn't know is that right now, Chan is in his ruts. After a few days of you leaving him alone, Chan tried to hold his pulsing dick and not try to think anything inappropriate about you.

Chan let out a hiss after he touched his own throb dick to relieve the pain he felt for a few days, and he started to pump his length in slow motion. Chan threw his head back while pursed his lips tightly until his lips were bleeding, but Chan didn't care about the taste of blood in his tongue. He just wished that he could have a taste of you when you feel arousal, and Chan was pumping his length faster when your imagination came to his mind, making him almost cums immediately.

" Y/n, Y/n, fuck " Chan moaned your name desperately.

Chan cums on his pants with an open, wide mouth on his face. Chan still can't find the relief he searched for, so Chan wants to use another alternative to make his dick less painful. He went to your clean room before he quietly stole the hoodie on your bed that you left behind after packing your clothes, and Chan could smell your shampoo on the hoodie. Chan sniffed the smell until his dick got hard again with the thought of him breeding you full of his pups while you were a mess under him. Chan warm hand grips his twitched dick while sniffling the hoodie to get more of your smell from the hoodie in his right hand while his left hand slowly teases his tip that has a pre-cum and uses it as lube to pump more of his length.

Chan palmed his cock with a messy pace to chase after his cums while imagining his hands as your tight pussy, Chan rutting his hips on his hand and tightening his grip on his tip before he moves his hands faster, and he can imagine how you will be under him when he fucks the shit out of you and Chan cums spurting out just from imagining your body full of his cum. Chan looks at the mess he makes inside your room with your hoodie still in his hand, and Chan decides that he wants to keep the hoodie and return it to you after your scent is gone from the hoodie.

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Next day

You will go back to your home without telling Chan about your arrival today. You get inside the quiet house, and you don't see Chan's presence around the house, so you go to your bedroom, only to freeze in front of the door when you see Chan grinding on your pillow. You cover your mouth with a surprise expression after being greeted with the most horny view from Chan. Also, it's the first time you see Chan being dominant when you're gone, and make your pussy wet already to see Chan grinding your pillow with rushed thrust.

" Channie " You spoke so gently that he didn't get startled by your voice.

Chan stopped his action after hearing your voice at the door, and he immediately turned around his head to see you already standing at your bedroom door with wide eyes, making Chan's dominant aura go away. Chan left your pillow to stand in front of you with his big doe eyes. Chan completely changed after he saw you, After a long time, he didn't get to see you because of your busy schedule.

" Y/n " Chan's voice is so soft, it almost makes you think you didn't hear his voice calling your name.

Chan pouts with a little frown in his face and has been fidgeting in his places after he didn't get to cum right away before you get home, and it feels kind of embarrassing to have you looking at him grinding your pillow like a horny wolf.

" Oh my baby " You approach Chan figure before you pull him on your warm hugs.

" I'm sorry for leaving you alone for so long. You must feel lonely " You cooed when Chan snuggled at your body and took your scent, which almost made him go crazy.

You stare at Chan, who keeps on fidgeting with a painful face, and you notice his big bulge on his pants, but you pretend not to see it before you pull away from the hugs, making Chan whine to feel your warm body. Chan felt the pain in his cock after you let go of the hugs, but what's made his cock more painful is after he caught a scent of arousal from you. Chan tried to cover his visible bulge from your eyes and didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable, but you took him by surprise when you suddenly caressed his bulge without a shame on your face.

" Looks like you have a little present for me when I get back " You tease Chan with your seductive voice.

You palmed his hard cock from outside of his pants with a teasing smirk on your face and felt how Chan cock was pulsing on your hands, making you more excited to tease your little naughty puppy. Chan held his moan while guiding your hand inside of his pants to make you feel his bare cock that felt warm and big on your hand.

" Are you in your ruts, Channie? " You asked him with a gentle voice.

Chan doesn't answer you because he is scared that if he speaks to you, he will embarrass himself more in front of you, so Chan only gives you shy nods when answering your question for him. Chan's head tilts back after you tease his tip with your soft and warm fingers.

" I should do something to make you feel less pain. You must be in pain after I left the house a few days ago, and you have been a good puppy to me " You whispered in Chan's ear until he shivered from your voice in his sensitive ears.

" Mm, I want to feel you " Chan said, looking at your e/c with hopes in his own eyes.

You push Chan's body to let him lay on your bed before you strip from your own clothes in front of his eyes.

" Strip for me, baby " You ordered him.

Chan did what you told him to do with eagerness when he stripped himself fully from his clothes and waited patiently at your bed with a hard dick for you to see. You lick your lips seductively after seeing Chan's long and big cock with pre-cum oozing out from his tip. Your hands grab his cock before you pump the cock in your hands slowly while you stare directly at Chan's pleasure face, Chan bucking his hips impantiently after you pump his cock.

" Ahh- ahh, so- good " Chan moans with a furrowed eyebrow.

Chan let out a gasp after feeling your warm mouth on his tip. You, kitty, licked his tip and made the whole cock enter your warm mouth. You bobbed your head up and down while teasing Chan Tip, and you squeezed Chan ball with your hand before you felt Chan trying to move his cock inside of your mouth. You let Chan deep-throat your mouth until you gag from his big cock while Chan held your head so that he could control your movement on his cock.

" Ahh- ahh, I'm cumming- I'm cumming " Chan screamed until the neighbour could hear his loud moan.

You hollowed your mouth so that you could make him cum more faster than he expected. Chan's thick thighs were shaking from the stimulation he felt right now when he cumming inside your mouth. You let go of his cock and showed him how you were swallowing his cum with a smile on your face. Chan's cock got hard again with the unexpected view in front of him with your mouth full of his cum, like he always imagines when he thinks about you wherever he feels horny, so after seeing that, in reality, it makes him want you more than before.

Chan is making you lay on your bed while he opens your legs widely, and he can see how wet your pussy is after you give him a blowjob. Without wasting another time, Chan buried his face on your core and licked a stripe of your core that was full of your arousal, and Chan finally knew how you tasted and made his thirst more for your taste. You let out a moan without care if your neighbors will complain the next day at your house door for being noisy, because right now what you can think is how Chan gave you the true pleasure you had been seeking from him for a long time.

You always fantasize about Chan's big cock and are always curious to feel how his big dick enters you after you accidentally see his dick when he takes a shower. From that time on, you will quietly get off thinking about him fucking you raw and making you pregnant with his pups, and you keep it's secret for a year from Chan. You also know how Chan wanted to fuck you after you caught him moaning your name softly when he was masturbating in his room. You always know that Chan will steal your clothes to use when he wants to get off, so that's why you purposely left your hoodie when you went to your outstation, and you want to see how Chan reacted.

" I need you, I need you now, Channie " You whined to him.

Chan mouth is wet with your arousal when he lifts up his face to look up at your face with a full lust in his eyes, Chan licking his lips before he gets up on your body with a smirking expression on his face, only giving you a kiss after that and making you taste yourself on his lips. Both of your tongues are fighting each other, and Chan bites down on your lips after he lets go of your swollen lips, and Chan kisses trailing to your neck, Chan sucking your neck to leave a visible hickey on your neck so that other men can't approach you anymore.

" I'm going to make you scream my name and make you forget about other men on your head " Chan said possessively.

You bite down your lips when you find Chan very attractive right now, so you kiss his plump lips once again, but this time with eagerness, and while you guys were sloppy kissing, Chan rubbed his length on your bare pussy lips until both of you let out an audible noise. Chan saw that your nipples were getting erect from him rubbing his length on your pussy lips. Chan started playing with your hard nipple, and he teased the hardening nipple with his fingers before sucking your nipple and biting the hard nipple softly to see a reaction from you, and you moaned Chan's name after he teased your hard nipple.

You tug harshly on Chan's hair while you and Chan grind to each other with lust on your bodies. Chan would growl lowly when his cock could feel how wet you were down there for him, and he also couldn't wait to be inside your pussy and feel how tight your core could squeeze him. You told him to push his cock inside you because you couldn't wait anymore after his cock continuously teased your core, so Chan pushed his cock slowly inside your core and felt how your inside squeezed his cock.

" Mine, you're mine " Chan growled in your ears when he moved inside of you.

Chan harshly thrusting his big cock on your pussy before quickening his pace, Chan's cock kept on hitting your g-spot and making you lose your voice from the pleasure you feel, and Chan knew it that he would make you feel the pleasure until he kept on hitting the same spot to see your pleasure face, which made him more turned on to breed you until you were full of his puppies. Chan really wants to see how you will look when he fills you with his pups, so you can't run away from him and make you the mother of the pups he will put inside your womb. You hold Chan's muscular arms to tell him you almost reached your climax until Chan's seeds fill you up and almost make you full of his seed.

" Ahh, you will be the mother of pups, and I will continuously put my pups inside you so you will forever stay with me, babygirl " Chan said, smirking when he looked directly into your eyes.

You take a long, deep breath with a sweating body until you feel uncomfortable and want to take a shower right away, but Chan knots has not stopped, so you have to wait until Chan knots stops, and you didn't expect that his knots would last for two hours to stop when Chan told you that information.

" I like this, I like when you get close to me " Chan admits while shyly giving you a smile after he fucks you like the world will end.

" I always fantasize about you if you want to know, and I purposely left the hoodie for you so you can use it for your needs " You tell him the truth about the hoodie you left in your room.

Chan looked so shocked to discover that from yourself, and he kind of liked the idea, so he told you to do that again next time if you have to go out of Seoul or another country.

" I hope you can breed me again next time " You sneakily whisper in his ears.

Chan feels his dick get hard again for the second time after you say that to him.

" Ready for round 2? " Chan raised his eyebrow teasingly at you.

The next round starts shortly, and both of you are fucking each other like horny teenagers until the next neighbour has to come knocking at your house door to complain about the noise they keep hearing until dawn.

The End

[theres-a-body-here]

Ghostface x Creep!reader (smut part 2)

Danny's hand trembled as he tried to get a good view of you on your camcorder.

He had a bad trial and was tilted when he came home to you. You told him to rest on the couch. He took off his mask as he grumbled about "second chance" perks.

"How about I cheer you up?"

Danny didn't think you meant this. He thought you were gonna cook or bake for him.

Not that he was complaining. This was better

Way better

The sensation of your lips wrapped around his cock almost drives him to madness. He groans softly and reaches down, tangling his free hand in your hair as he guides you deeper.

"Oh fuck, Wolfie," Danny gasps out, his voice catching slightly. "You're so- so good at this."

You hum in response, sending vibrations up Danny's shaft that makes him shiver with pleasure. His grip on you tightens as he thrusts his hips forward, wanting more of the delicious friction.

"You like sucking my cock?" He asks breathlessly, looking down at you with a hungry gaze.

You, while still maintaining eye contact between pleasuring Danny's throbbing manhood, respond with a muffled moan. You swirl your tongue around the head of his cock before taking it back into his mouth and deep-throating him.

Danny lets out another groan as he feels your hot mouth take all of him in. His eyes flutter closed for a moment before opening again to look upon the sight below to make sure the camcorder had a good angle.

"Good Doggy," He praises as he thrusts gently into your throat.

Danny watches with as you take him deeper into your mouth, bobbing up and down on his cock with practiced ease. The feeling of your hot, wet mouth around him is almost too much to bear.

"Jesus fucking Christ," He grunts out, his fingers digging into the soft skin at the back of your neck. "You're so......fuck."

You bob up and down on his cock as you pay close attention to make sure the camcorder has a good angle before deepthroating him again, taking all 8 inches in one swift motion.

Danny gasps and rocks his hips forward as you take him all the way to the hilt, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge with every passing moment.

"I- I'm gonna... gonna cum soon," he warns breathlessly.

Without hesitation, you increase your pace even more determined than ever before, aiming for the "climax" of the film.

Danny's breaths come out in short gasps as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge. He moans loudly, the sound echoing throughout the room.

He lets out a whimper of pleasure and looks down at you with a needy expression.

"Fuck, Wolfie, I'm close," Danny gasps out, his hips thrusting forward instinctively as he chases after his release. "Don't stop- please don't stop."

You continue to bob up and down on his cock in response, taking him in deep before pulling back slightly just as he reaches the edge again.

"You want to cum for me?" You ask teasingly before taking him back into their mouth once more.

"Yes- fuck yes," Danny moans out desperately, unable to hold back any longer.

"Fuck, I'm- I'm gonna cum," He warns you as his hips thrust forward frantically. "Fuck, fuck, fuck"

Danny lets out a loud cry as he finally reaches his climax, shooting hot ropes of cum down your throat while gripping onto the camcorder for dear life.

Danny pulls out of your mouth as his chest heaves with exhaustion, his cock slick with saliva and cum. He gently takes hold of your chin and points the camcorder at your open mouth, which is full of his cum.

"Swallow it," He commands softly, watching closely through the lens of the camera.

You obediently swallow down every last drop in front of Danny, who lets out a low groan at the sight.

"That's it," he murmurs approvingly. "You're such a good doggy for me."

As you finish swallowing, Danny leans down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss before pulling back and turning off the camera.

You chuckle as you take the camera from him, grinning with satisfaction at having captured such a hot scene.

"I'll make sure to burn this on a CD," You say, giving Danny a playful wink. "Can't let any of this go to waste. And I'm gonna need you for some more scenes too."

Danny grins back at you and slumps onto the couch beside him, still breathing heavily from the workout.

"Anytime, babe," He says with a smirk as he leans back on the couch. "You know I'm always up for whatever you want to do."

You thought of new scenes you two can create as you rewatch the video. This is gonna be some of your finest work.

Masterlist here

[hyunlixwife]

Chan - 🐺Wolfie the cam boy

Solo smut

Chan was working late in his studio yet again. He had already done his weekly Channies room episode a few hours ago. Now he was working on a new song for a comeback in a few months. He was extremely stressed because not only was it 2am but also he hasn’t sleep in a while also meaning that he hasn’t taken any time for himself. After working for hours constantly getting frustrated, he decided to take care of at least some of his stress. Sure he’s recorded himself and his moans while jerking off a while ago. He hasn’t gotten off in quite some time. He has been thinking about being a cam boy and posting porn videos of him moaning and jerking off so he decides to actually do that but not show his face. It will be his little secret. No one will know or possibly ever find out about. So, he logs in with a new account to Twitter - 🐺Wolfie the cam boy - completely unrelated to himself or Stray Kids in case it might cause problems. He starts to fill out his bio with almost completely fake info some of it being real like he has a big dick. But the fake things would be like CEO of a company or something like that. After he did that he went to his secret recording app specifically for his smutty audios he recorded. He got in position where the camera couldn’t see his face and he covered up most of the background with something so people watching couldn’t tell it was him or his studio. He put on some sexy slowed and reverbed sex songs (probably most by Chase Atlantic) quietly in the background. After getting in position he pressed record and started to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants, he lifted his butt up slightly so he easily slide the pants off, leaving his underwear on with a semi hard bulge poking out. He took his black shirt off and he palmed his clothes dick getting it hard. After it fully hardened, he played with the waistband and stuck his hand inside, stroking himself slightly. He then took his underwear off and dick sprang up bouncing off his stomach. He groaned and grabbed some lube that he kept in a secret locked drawer in a box with some toys there for times like these. He poured some lube onto his dick and grabbed it, groaning deeply stroking slowly getting used to the feel again. Once he got comfortable and used to the feeling, he speed up. You could hear the squelching noises from the sweat and lube. He decided after a while it was time for get one of his few toys out so he grabs one of his fleshlights

And grabs his lube and puts some in there and some more on his dick. He slides the toy on there and starts pumping moaning because it’s tight. After a while he starts thrusting his hips up moaning and squeezing the toy tighter getting close. “Ugh f-fuck. Damn it so so close.” He says panting, throwing his head back and he moves the toy in time with his thrusts reaching his climax. “I-I’m gonna cum. Oh fuck I’m gonna cum I’m so clo-“ and before he could finish his sentence he came hard, multiple rips of cum shoot out of his cock moaning loudly but extremely sexy. Panting trying to catch his breath, he stops the recording and cleans up his mess putting his clothes back back on putting everything away. After that, he edits the recording and posts it to his new secret twitter account with tags and captions. The next day, he checks to see how that video is doing and it has tons of views, comments, likes, and retweets. “Hm I think I’m gonna enjoy this.” He says getting ready to work hard that day and get to do another one later that night.

[strwbmei]

Thinking about being confused when Silver Wolf hands you two remotes one morning before you two go shopping or something. One remote is for the vibrator that's shoved deep in her cunt, while the other is for the vibrating buttplug in her ass. When she tells you not to hold back and that she can take it, well, that's a challenge if you've ever heard one.

But she absolutely cannot take it. Even with them both on the lowest setting she can barely hold herself together. There's a deep, permanent blush on her face because you keep ramping them up at the *worst* times, and even she can tell she's walking a little funny. If you suddenly crank one up, or even have them both on medium for a little while you better be prepared to catch her.

She won't take them out though, that would mean she loses. The only ways for her to win are to last the whole day, or convince you to take them out and fuck her with your fingers, and then perhaps with the dildo she packed in her purse. She brought it because she thought it would be fun if you had something buried inside you all day, just like her, but now she just *needs* you to stuff her full with it.

~ Teethy

"Silverwolf is a red flag" her only red flag is how she'll still be saying that she can take it when she's a sobbing, whimpering mess. Because admitting otherwise would mean she loses. That's why Silverwolf is desperately clawing at the grimy walls of a random alleyway you had to stop at in the middle of your little trip; bent over with her tight cunt dripping slick because she just needs to be plugged up. She sighs out of relief when she feels the cold silicone pressing against her entrance, spreading her pussy lips to make it easier for you. Of course, you thrust the toy inside in one go. It's sudden, but poor Wolfie has been so desperate for any other sort of stimulation the whole day that she just can't complain.

At least, that was until she realized that you didn't take the vibrator inside of her pussy out. It's too late— Silverwolf can only let out small gasps and whines, unable to tell you that you "forgot" to take it out. When she looks back and sees you with a sadistic smile on your face as you continue fucking her slow and hard with the dildo, pushing the vibrator deeper inside of her, she can't help but let out a whimper; realizing that it was all part of your plan in the first place. But Silverwolf can take it! She swears that she can through tears, even if you mockingly ask her if she admits defeat when she almost loses her balance. Just continue— in and out, in and out even when she's sobbing and begging for you to let her cum.

You ignore her pleas, instead opting to reach for the remote of both her vibrators and turn the settings all the way up; occasionally delivering a harsh slap to her ass. And when you can tell Silverwolf is about to cum; whether it's from her high pitched moans that you're sure other people heard or how she's moving her hips to match your thrusts, you stop moving. Rather, you leave it all the way inside; the now low vibrations kissing her womb so tantalizingly well when she's not allowed to cum. It takes all her strength not to, like a dam threatening to burst if she's careless for even a moment. But Wolfie can take it, can't she? She says she can, so she will. This little game that Silverwolf started isn't over quite yet.

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[luckybyrdrobyn]

Need to write a funky little au where Link (botw) is in, like, middle school or something and weird stuff just keeps happening.

He keeps running into this old guy who keeps moaning on about his daughter who link is pretty sure is just in some private school across the state.

He's being fostered by this guy named Dorian, and lives with him, his two daughters, and this weird old lady who keeps trying to tell Link about some sort of prophesy.

He found this dog that follows him everywhere. He thinks its more wolf than dog but the vet says he's normal. So he calls him Wolfie.

He's pretty sure he can see dead people, but it might be a hallucination bc he only really sees them when he's been up all night cramming, and it would make sense to see his classmates long lost relatives when you've been hearing their voice all afternoon. Right?

Oh, and every time he finds a lost pencil, or straightens a book, or looks under a weird rock, he finds these little crraturs who call themselves koroks and give him little pebbles. He has a box in his room full of them.

[undertheopensky]

Moorhaunt 1

Whumptober Day 4: “You in there?”

Characters: Legend, Four, Hyrule, everyone’s kind of there

Trigger warnings: Discussions of suicide and self-harm

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It takes them way too long to realise Legend is missing.

This is Hyrule’s Hyrule. They should never have lost track of one of their own, not in a place this dangerous. How could they have lost someone, lost Legend of all people? Not even Wild goes wandering alone here, there are so many monsters, traps and poisons and people who aren’t. How could he have lost someone?

Frantic barking distracts Hyrule from his panic. Wolfie comes barrelling out of the woods and skids to a stop on the trail in front of them. He yips twice, as if to make sure he’s got their attention, before diving back into the underbrush the way he’d come.

“Wolfie’s got something,” says Time, unnecessarily; everyone’s already racing after the wolf.

They follow the sound of him more than anything. The undergrowth here is dry and sickly, and makes a lot of noise when a hundred kilograms of anxious wolf goes crashing through it. Dead leaves drift to the ground in his wake, only to be stirred up again by seven pairs of boots. How far off trail did Legend go? Why?

By the time they make it to Twilight, Wolfie has vanished, job done. Hyrule gets a good look and stops dead.

Twilight’s wrist deep in the black haze hugging Legend’s upper body. “I can’t - I can’t touch it,” he’s saying, panicked. “I found him like this and he’s still breathing, but -”

“Oh no,” Hyrule moans. “No no no no no -”

He’s only seen them twice before. But the creeping black fog, too cohesive to be anything but alive, clinging and crawling and strangling -

“It’s a moorhaunt.”

“You know what it is? Great! How do we kill it?” Warriors is all business.

“We can’t, we - it’ll hurt Legend, we have to get it off first -”

“How do we do that?”

“I don’t know!” Hyrule wails. “It’s not - it should already be - be drifting between us, trying to feed from all of us at once, they don’t just - they’re opportunists, not true predators, this makes no sense -”

“Hyrule, breathe,” Time interrupts. “How much time do we have? How long before this is fatal?”

Hyrule bites his lip. “It’s - it’s not. Not directly. Moorhaunts don’t kill their hosts.”

That ratchets the tension down - somewhat. It looks bad - like Legend’s wearing a thick hood of shadows - but he is breathing, steady and strong, and he’s sitting upright without aid. They’re not running on a deadline. Warriors just narrows his eyes.

“If it’s not lethal, then why are you so scared?”

Hyrule flinches, mouth wobbling, then firms up his shoulders and makes himself say it. “About seventy percent of people commit suicide, within a week of the attack.”

Everyone jolts. Twilight casts a horrified look at Legend, still sitting placidly on his knees with a black haze shrouding his face.

Hyrule continues, “About ten percent recover okay. The rest of them… seem to recover, but within a month or so, as soon as someone takes their eyes off them -” he cuts himself off with a grim twist to his mouth. “Well. There’s a reason they were hunted almost to extinction in the Hero of Legend’s time.”

“Okay, so what do we do about it now?”

The noise Hyrule makes is somewhere between distress and despair. He doesn’t know.

Warriors breaks into his panic. “Hyrule. You said, ‘host’, and that it should be trying to feed on us, too. What exactly is its food source?”

“They’re… a kind of energy parasite. That’s why we can’t just - cut it off, it’s all up in Legend’s life force, it might - it could hurt him if we do anything to it, I don’t usually deal with them when they have a - have a person already, or if they do they’re willing to jump for me and then I can kill them -”

Again, Warriors stops him. “Hyrule, what’s its food source?”

“It’s - pain. Not physical pain, but -” Hyrule scratches at his ear, then his neck; his skin is prickling all over. “They don’t - cause pain. They just - trigger it. They infiltrate the host’s mind, and force them - make them relive their worst memories. And they feed off the pain it causes them.”

Warriors isn’t the only one to jerk back. Hyrule’s shaking like a leaf just standing next to the thing. All of them have things in their pasts they don’t like to think about. To have those things come alive again - trapped in your own memories, unable to escape -

“That’s why the suicides,” Four says, eyes dark. “And why it’s so fixated on Legend, I bet. He’s been through a lot. Why abandon a high-value food source for a less certain one, or one that’s less concentrated?”

Wind makes a high-pitched noise. “We gotta get it off him!”

“Think maybe we can intimidate it?” Twilight asks Warriors.

“I don’t want to -” Hyrule waves his hands and grimaces, struggling for words. “I’ve never dealt with one that’s so - entrenched. It’s wound right through Legend’s life force, and if we hurt it, or shock it, it might hurt him.”

“Well we can’t just leave him like this!” says Wind.

Theoretically, they could. The moorhaunt wouldn’t kill Legend. But what it put him through in the meantime - no, there has to be a way. He just has to think.

Four’s thinking too. “Hey, Hyrule. It took time to get this way, right? So that it’s hard for us to remove?”

“Yeah.”

“So if we can convince it onto someone else, there’s a window where we can kill it before there’s a risk of damage to the host. Is that correct?”

“Yes, but - it hasn’t reacted to any of us at all.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that.” One small hand pulls the feather earring from his ear and tucks it away. “Just get it off me as fast as you can.”

Then before anyone can protest, he’s kneeling right next to Legend.

The response is immediate - the moorhaunt visibly loosens its grip. It’s not like an octorock, with distinct, visible appendages; it just - expands in space, becoming slightly more transparent, like the black fog is lifting, or spreading. Then a tendril reaches out, light and fine as black silk fibre, to stroke Four’s face, almost curiously.

Four doesn’t flinch.

The moorhaunt shifts to Four in layers of gossamer black. Dark haze peels away from Legend to wrap around the smaller smithy, and it’s terrifying to watch his face disappear under the dark veil, but Legend’s becoming more and more visible as it eases free of him.

The last few wisps linger, reluctant to leave behind their last meal, but Four takes a deep breath and draws them in.

Like its psychic grip had been the only thing holding him up, Legend slumps sideways. Hyrule grabs him, sends a useless pulse of healing through him - he knows it won’t do any good but it’s instinct when Legend is so pale and drawn.

Dried tear tracks trail from unseeing red eyes, tight with pain. With the moorhaunt gone, they start to flutter closed, exhaustion draining the last of his strength. But his heart is still strong, and his breathing is steady - for now, for now, he’s okay.

“Hyrule - is he clear?”

Hyrule triple-checks. There’s nothing in Legend’s aura but his own tired energies.

He nods. “Yeah - kill it.”

Sky wastes no time. He draws the Master Sword, and almost delicately flicks it through the moorhaunt, as close to Four as he dares.

The scream is warping metal and wind through hollows. Sky slashes again, chasing the shadow’s retreat, and this time, it fades away to nothing; burned to ash in the light.

Four falls.

Legend is stable. Hyrule leaves him with Twilight and bolts for Four, supported against Time’s armour and tears coursing down his face. No, no, no, it was only a few seconds, he’ll be okay, he’s got to be okay. “Four? Four, talk to me. Do you remember where you are?”

Four’s jaw is clamped shut, and he’s making no move to answer. A faint tremble is starting to make itself known in his hands where they hang loose at his sides. He’d only been under a few minutes, but he’s in the same empty-eyed state as Legend.

“Fuck,” Hyrule mutters, “fuck.”

He scrubs his hands over his face, then runs them up through his hair and pulls. Two people down. In the middle of a dead forest. Black-blooded monsters yet to be found. They’re all tired, and stressed, and desperately worried.

Hyrule hates being in charge. But nobody else here knows the wastelands of his kingdom like he does.

“We need - we need to find a safe place to stay put for a few days.”

“The fairy fountain?” Time offers. It was where they’d been headed originally, before Legend went missing.

“No.” Hyrule’s refusal visibly surprises them. “No, that’s too enclosed, too much chance of an ambush.”

Warriors scowls. “Then why were we going there in the first place?”

“Because it is safe, briefly. But the entrance is a bottleneck, and if monsters realise you’re there, all they have to do is camp out by the entrance until you leave. And we’re going to need somewhere to make camp for several days at least.” The healer’s face is grim. “These two won’t be fit to travel for a while.”

Everyone’s gaze slides sideways.

Legend almost looks like he’s dozing, collapsed into Twilight’s side. There’s no way to make the same mistake with Four - he’s crying, shaking. Every now and then he shudders, and swallows, gaze fixed on something none of them can see. He’d done it to save Legend, without demand, without complaint. Hyrule still feels sick with guilt.

“It’s okay,” he whispers through the tightness in his throat, “it’s okay. You’re safe now. We’ve got you.”

Through it all, Four doesn’t make a sound.

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