#aaa i'm so soft

[canisalbus]

Heya, just a small gift art of your boy, he's a very interesting character.

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[toomanylinkstoolittletime]

okay so I'm reading through a few more posts about the luca situation, and while now I've calmed down and recognized that it's "unsanctioned" and also "fanart", that still doesn't tamp down my excitement! it still means a lot that even the co-director on the movie had similar queer interpretations like the rest of us, and it's still sweet!

[beefy-the-stronk]

i really like the hum!version of Pepperman in your style😭😭😭

*a little nervous* uh.. can i give him a hug later?

someday..

please........?

Absolutely, @xbeih !! ��

I am always down to draw some big hugs AAA- 💖💖💖

[daryascurse]

If you’re still doing the NSFW game, can I request D H and M for Reiner? Pretty please?

I’ve been enjoying reading these so much!

Salivating, palpitating. I love Reiner. Thank you for bringing me these prompts I’m pacing in circles aaaa!! :)) also thank you for waiting!! Things got a busier recently than anticipated :( also I think that these work regardless of canon / AU…

ɴ���ꜰᴡ | ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ + BLANK / AGELESS BLOGSᴅɴɪ // cw: teasing, lil roughness; nongendered, no pronouns for reader

D for Dirty [How do they dirty talk? What do they say?]

Dirty talk doesn’t come easily to Reiner Braun, when he’s thinking about it. When you first bring up that you like it, just a passing comment made with deliberation, you make him think about it, and he’s lost in the bright eagerness of your gaze for a moment, short-circuiting and brows beginning to knit together. He’s still thinking about it, unsure what to say, unsure what to do, when the sheet is kicked down to the bottom of the bed and you’re looking up at him between his bent elbows, with those eyes still gleaming. He’s aware of the breath breaking out of his partly-open mouth, the tense strain of his core muscles as he holds himself over you. And you’re his salvation, as always. You lift a hand, gently raking nails through the scruff on his jaw, and murmur sweetly – that you love him, that he’s yours. And from the groan that comes from him as he leans to kiss in come words without thought. He shifts his knees down your body with renewed fervor; and at last he’s not thinking about it as the words flow from him to you naturally. He’s moaning sweet worship over your skin, watching what makes you twitch – when he asks if you want to touch your pretty little body yourself, or if you want him to touch you, if you want his lips, his fingers, his tongue, his cock? He asks you if you love him in a way that isn’t a question, his mouth ghosting warm just barely over your skin as he barely skates over your body, and grins as you shudder and your words become less and less sensical, and he becomes bolder and bolder. ��Say my name. No, say it again. Slower. I won’t touch you until it’s good enough.”

H for Hands [What do they do with their hands during sex?]

Missionary might be Reiner’s favorite position, or any position that lets him hold your hands. With his face pressed to yours, his fingers lace between yours. Sweat slides between your grip, bone against bone. Maybe it isn’t always the most comfortable hold, his callouses rough against your palm, but it’s so sweet. It’s so constant. He’s telling you with that touch, he’s right there. Except when things get rougher, his grip slips; from your hands down to your wrists, pinning your palms in a crushing position where your fingers splay. Your chin tilts up as your head leans back, sucking in a breath as he groans above you. He’s thrusting harder, faster as you twist your hips in clumsy circles to try to keep up, to feed the friction pounding between your legs. His index finger strains up, forcing yours to straighten in mirrored response of the broken hold. He apologizes for the aggression, but just forces your legs wider and wider to make space for his body as his hips cant deeper against yours. He apologizes, and holds on tighter. “Sorry – it hurts? – am I too rough? I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

M for Moan [What kind of noises do they make? What sounds do they like to hear from their partner?]

Reiner isn’t always the most vocal during sex, which doesn’t mean he isn’t enjoying things! Far from it. But, especially at first, he’s so concentrated on watching you, making sure you’re feeling nothing but spoiled attention to your desire, that the only sounds that come from him are broken smacks of breath and guttural, throaty moans at your touch. Really though, any sort of response from you is encouragement to him. He’s waiting for you, for your words begging and pleading and praising, to ensure that his touches are on the right track; and that’s when he lets himself lose himself in his own pleasure. It’s a race to meet you then, saying just what he knows will make you shiver and drop your hips, your jaw, further. He’ll tease you then, with a grin, with shining eyes, little words, little phrases that float into your fucked out head. And that’s when you’re riding a wave of desire and you’re the one struck breathless and gasping at his words and touches. “What’s that look on your face? You have to tell me if it feels good.”

sidebar note i feel like you could Not have quickies with reiner, like, this man can and will take his time and nothing can stop him..!

[eric-the-bmo]

"Need a light?"

(very huge thanks to @sm0kebreaks for this commission of my vampire and his sire! I'm going to go insane in the tags now, i adore this with every fibre of my being [also: vers with no piercings under the readmore, bc I love that one too])

[townofcadence]

Thinks about how amazing my rp partners have been and how much I adore my threads and how many more cool muns i might meet and write with and how many who've followed me that I can't wait to do things with too---

[windsfavored]

@melodicbreeze &&. said... The wisp is here, barreling into Ren at nearly the speed of sound with a cacophony of squeaks and trills that can only really be loosely translated to "I missed you!!"

he  nearly  stumbles  from  the  impact  —  clumsiness  born  from  surprise  rather  than  any  degree  of  physical  force.  (  but  of  course;  the  wisp  is  light  as  the  wind  itself.  )  the  little  sounds  it  makes  are  entirely  indecipherable,  though  miraculously  the  message  behind  them  shines  through  effortlessly  as  the  sun  peeking  betwixt  the  gaps  between  leaves.  ren  exhales  a  soft  huff,  one  hand  raising  as  if  he  intends  to  catch  the  tiny  creature  should  it  fall.  (  a  reflex.  )  there's  a  peculiar  kind  of  warmth  sparking  within  his  hollow  chest  at  the  theatrical  display.  even  now,  it's  strange  to  think  of  himself  as  the  sort  of  individual  one  would  feel  inclined  to  miss  at  all  —  stranger  still  just  how  easy  it  had  been  to  make  the  choice  to  erase  himself  what  felt  like  a  LIFETIME  ago.  the  balladeer  was  a  blight  upon  those  with  the  misfortune  to  know  him,  yet  it  seems  the  wanderer  may  very  well  have  some  value  as  a  person  rather  than  a  simple  tool.

it's  kind  of  nice.  being  someone  actually  WORTH  missing,  that  is.  he  supposes  that's  what  friends  are  for.

❝  so  dramatic. ❞  ren  says  aloud.  it's  simpler  to  feign  a  casual  atmosphere  than  risk  submerging  himself  in  the  waters  of  sentimentality.  (  he's  too  clumsy  to  swim  whilst  maintaining  any  semblance  of  grace.  )  ❝  i  take  one  little  trip ...  and  you're  acting  as  if  i  just  came  back  from  the  dead. ❞  despite  his  best  efforts,  he  can't  quite  help  the  smile  that  pulls  at  the  corners  of  his  mouth  —  his  face  and  its  infuriating  tendency  to  be  far  too  expressive  BETRAYING  him  yet  again.  even  so,  the  wanderer  finds  he  doesn't  mind  it.  at  least,  not  as  much  as  he  usually  would.  ❝  you  know,  i  might  have  an  apple  around  here  i'd  be  willing  to  part  with  —  but  you  can't  actually  EAT  IT  without  a  mouth,  now  can  you?  ❞  how  inconvenient.  how  tragic.

after  a  moment  of  consideration,  he  adds,  ❝  or  perhaps  a  cup  of  tea  would  be  more  to  your  liking. ❞  just  not  for  drinking  —  obviously.  (  as  if  he  could  ever  forget  THAT  display.  )

[eggbertith]

shhh i'm emotional

[ratkiing-a]

@antigodeus sent : [ nuzzle ] sender leans in and nuzzles their face into receiver's neck / Micah doing this without realizing when they're just so content being with Charlie ...

spending time with micah was always so comforting. charlie felt like he could always fully relax, fully be himself. more often than not, charlie would have a smile stuck to his face the whole time. this was one of those times. he sat next to them, just making soft conversation about nothing really important. how his day was, what his plans were for the evening. that was, until, he felt the other's face begin to nuzzle into his neck.

charlie can feel his cheeks heat up a fraction, soft blush dusting his face. he lets out a small giggle as well, leaning into the touch. "ha ... this tickles ..." he mumbles, voice soft. he wasn't complaining, it was just a statement really. he tilts his head to the side then, rubbing his cheek against the top of their head.

"you're like really sweet, y'know that ??"

[zincbotted]

the strilondes man

[causenessus]

I hit 30 tags bc I started yapping again right after putting my "ness' favorites" tags BC THIS WAS SO GOOD AAAA!!!!!!!

☼༄ ch. 2 - the second screw up m.list

    rain pours onto the roof, pattering down in a sporadic pattern. wiping your face with your hand, you listen to the sound of yachi snoring beside you. it’s soft, matching that of her kinder side, however, it’s just loud enough that it lingers in your mind. buzzing like an incessant fan that just won’t turn off no matter how hard you push the pillow against your ear.

  standing up, the bed creaks, yachi stirring as she flips around. for a moment, the room is quiet besides the soothing rain. the moment ends quickly as she starts back up again, situated in a similar situation that her airways just barely let out the irritating noise. biting your lip, you slip on your slippers, heading for the door.

  the balcony, from what you could remember, was covered. perfect for gazing into the storm and relaxing before the next long day. twisting the handle, you slowly open the door to hopefully not wake yachi. the door inches open as you look out at the night sky covered with a blanket of clouds. the only thing ruining the situation is oikawa leaning against the railing. 

  his arms are crossed in front of them, elbows leaning against the wood. his foot is crossed over the other one, head turning to look at the foreign noise. oikawa’s eyes meet yours and you realize there’s no turning back now. “hey,” his voice is silent compared to how it normally sounds, not as grating.

  “hi,” you step out of the motel room, shutting the door behind you. 

  walking up to the railing, you stare out at the rain, feeling a light dusting of mist on your face. you can’t bear to look at him this close, the stress probably killing you. “didn’t expect anyone else to be out here,” you purse your lips, looking down at the pool. 

  the lights inside look beautiful under the moving water, splashering effortlessly. “yeah, hinata’s killing me.. he-”

  “kicks in his sleep? we’ve had enough sleepovers as kids for me to know that,” you finally look over at him, seeing a look of surprise across his face, a slight smile hiding beneath his opened mouth.

  oikawa nods, bringing one of his hands up to run through his hair. a cowlick forming from him laying down for the past few hours. you look back out at the sky and take in a deep breath, smelling a mix of his cologne and the fresh air of night. compared to earlier, it has a softer smell, more natural. “well at least someone understands,” he just barely nudges your shoulder.

༄ fun facts! - the tonics is a band created by @/causenessus for their upcoming smau!! - iwaizumi loves oikawa but hates how annoying he can be - about like anything - especially how much he talks about you - this trip is making y/n ever so slightly annoyed with her cousin - like hinata you planned it for a month later??? - but mmh at least oikawa and y/n are bonding a/n: what’s up… sorry it took more than a month… this is super awkward

tags: @sereniteav, @eggyrocks, @causenessus, @zumicho, @tojirin,

@walllflowerrrsss, @staygoldsquatchling02, @girlkissersco, @yuminako, @cryptictheseus

@chizunata, @iluvaquaphor, @romyoia, @empress-pug-pug, @cognitivelypartiallyfurnished

@lovenlucky, @guitarstringed-scars, @thechaosoflonging, @meeeepsworld, @pop-ghost

@juie13, @notverymarley, @iaminyourfloors, @aboutkiyoomi, @itsdragonius

@h3xi2g0n3, @nami11, @iheartpinky, @ghostlykey, @phoenix-eclipses

@miliondollagirl, @19calicos

[haruchi-slit]

JEALOUS, JEALOUS GIRL!

pairing: true form! sukuna x concubine! reader | synopsis: the king brings a girl and it just makes his favorite so jealous! | warnings: double penetration, sukuna 2pps, creampie (?), teasing, switch, lots of kissing, m receiving (blow job), biting (slight?), porn with plot (?), not proof read properly! chi-list

"I'm a jealous jealous jealous girl, if i can't have you baby, no one else in this world can."

you were trapped in this endless circles of boredom since the king left for a trip to China to meet its emperor, it's been months since he left and you missed him so much, you were left with uraume, they're fine to be with, but they're too busy to talk to you, too busy to make small talks. you were completely bored to death, until one day uraume happily announced that the king is coming back, "really he is?" you asked happily shaking uraume's shoulders. your endless circles of boredom will finally come to an end!

"yes, how many times would i have to repeat it for you?" uraume responds with a frown, removing your hands from them.

you were over the moon! you twirled around like you were a teenager getting her allowance

"the kinggg's finally baackk~" you hummed skipping towards your room.

evening rolls by faster than light, you heard the temples heavy doors creeping open, and the king's sorcerer murmuring "Sukunaa!" you yelp, running carelessly to the main entrance. you saw sukuna being escorted by the gaurds, sorceres and servants, you and uraume bowed your heads as soon as you saw him after passing the two of you, you looked up, with your eyes shining as bright as the northern star, smiling from ear to ear. until, you noticed a unfamiliar face, walking behind sukuna a woman who's about your height, brunette hair tickling down her shoulders, wearing a black and red kimono just like yours, but yours were adorned with gold roses and the red fabrics of your kimono were much more bolder than hers, your smile completely dropped as you saw sukuna's hand resting on her head, ruffling her hair, and she seems to love it, your eyebrows were quick to frown as you saw this gesture, you glared at sukuna and the girl with full of...jealousy. you knew that you weren't in the place to feel this, but still.

you learned that her name was qika, of course from uraume, they know everything about the lord's activities. qika is from China, she used to be the emperor's main whore, but the emperor gifted her to sukuna, because she is the only one who knows how to speak Japanese.

"it's pronounced as: i-ka" uraume says, carrying scrolls full of jujutsu in their hands, "anyways, why are you asking and aren't you supposed to be at the dinning room now?"

you rolled your eyes "I don't want to.." you clicked your tongue, "the lord's gonna be upset if you're-" "i do not care uraume" they raised a brow hearing you raise your voice, "are you jealous?" you rolled your eyes and walked out, striding straight to your bedroom, you didn't ate dinner that night you were too upset that the lord brought a concubine even though he could've just declined the offer.

"bullshit" you sighed softly laying in your bed, as you realized that the lord hasn't called you to get to his chambers. you let out a heavy, heavy breath as you rolled over to the other side of your bed, grabbing the soft pillow close to your chest hugging it tightly with a sour look in your face, when you were about to fall asleep, you heard lewd moans and squelchs from the other room, sukuna's room; your eyes shot open as soon as you heard it, 'fuckkk!', you could only thought to yourself as you sit up leaning on your bed's headboard, while you hear them fucking non-stop. "aaa my-my lord!" the woman yelps, you could only roll your eyes and do nothing about it,

you clicked your tongue; pulling your blanket on top of your body, then falling asleep eventually.

after that you were avoiding him the next day, depriving him even from your glance and presence always occupying your schedule with tons of other activities, you were lonely and fucking jealous, as he spends time with his "new favorite concubine", you could only clench your fist and frown your eyebrows, giving qika and sukuna dirty looks, sometimes even mocking qika for her forced voice while working with uraume "awh thaynk kyu my lowrd" you cursed under your breath, "did you said something?" uraume inquired "huh? no what did i say?" you respond with a defensive tone.

sukuna noticed that you were avoiding him. avoiding him in the hallways, dinning room, throne room literally every where, not batting a care for his presence. though, even if you were a brat, he let's you slide, you're still his favorite after all.

"let's see how long that brat's gonna take it. " he thought to himself. and boy oh boy he didn't expect to see you this fucking desperate. maybe he should make you jealous more often.

you're now on top of his lap, with his half naked body, his broad muscles flexing, as you stare at him intently, you just wanna smack that stupidly handsome smirk he has on his face, for fuck's sake you to do that immediately.

"trying to top me? hah...go on princess, I'd like to see you fail, yeah?" he chuckles leaning on the bed's headboard, as you stare at him with lust and desperation in your eyes, he laughed, "did you heard me and that girl yesterday, are you jealous?", he doesn't even know her name... "were you thinking of me while you were fucking her?" you spat back, grinding on his clothed shaft, he paused, in fact, he was thinking of you- , you glide the tips of your fingers on his markings tracing it gracefully you tilted your head to your left, "I'll take that as a yes. can she take you whole? can she grip your needy cock like i do?", you spoke. "cocky aren't you?" he grunts in respond while clenching his jaw, his lower set of hands creeped to your hips, squeezing it like it depends on his life, you continued to tease him, peppering his chest with sweet kisses, he threw his head back as your kisses travelled down to the mouth on his belly, you gave him a quick kiss as you proceed to his clothed cocks, you rubbed his cock slowly with his undergarment on, you held his clothed cocks on your tiny hands while locating the tip of his cocks, he lets out another grunt, placing one of his upper set of arms on your back as the other covered his face, he might not last long, letting you top him, but he loved seeing you on top of him with your alluring demeanor and dominant side it's just different, he threw his head back once more as you took one of his clothed cock into your mouth, as you circled the tip of the other cock with your thumb.

the king lets out heavy, silent grunts as you gave him an unbearable pleasure- to make it worst the fabric on his dick gave so much friction, enough for him to cum sooner, even though he tried his best to deny his climax, he failed miserably as he paints your pretty mouth with his thick cum, while his other cock spurted cum all over his mattress and yakuta, you snickred "what a mess" you glanced at sukuna with flushed face with his hand on top of his lips "bet she can't do that huh?" , his hands still lingering on your body, you smirked before untying your kimono, letting it pool down on the mattress, "you're such a fucking tease aren't you?" he grumbled, while you took his soaked yakuta off his body throwing it across the room, his cock is still hard, even after cumming, "f-fuck" he murmurs as you aligned his cock on your entrance, while you align his other cock on your ass, "you sure you can take all of me?" he let's out a whimpy chuckle, cupping your waist with his large hands, you didn't respond, you were too focused on proving him wrong and that you're better than qika. she was never better than you. you slowly put his cocks in you, your lips gapped as you take him whole, a string of saliva connecting your lips as you whimpered, your gummy walls swallowing him instantly as you collide your hips to his taking him full, from base to tip sukuna swore you almost made him whimper, you paused for a moment before moving your hips- you placed your hands on his chest as you bounced lightly on his cock, with every bounce sukuna tries his hardest to not let a single whimper out off his mouth, he bit his lips so hard it started to bleed, you watched his blood drip down to his chin, you sucked your lips between your teeth before licking sukuna's blood and latcing your lips to his, before letting out a giggle "ooo c'mon cursed king, don't hide those pretty moans, pleasee. for me?" you teased "s-shut up" he babbled as his hands support your hips from bouncing, you'd giggle on his grumped scowl while he throws his head back on the headboard, you could feel his pre-cum dripping from your pussy mixed with your arousal. you continued to bounce on his dick, you'd whimper every time his dick hits your g-spot you nuzzled on the crook of his neck bitting it, out of pleasure, while his cocks penetrate your tight holes...you can feel your climax brewing in your adomen, your bounce getting sloppier as your cunt drip uncontrollably, "hah-mm fuckk..!" you moan as you feel your climax creeping closer, sukuna's cocks throbs with every whimper that came out off your mouth. "fucking woman," sukuna growled, before pinning you down to the mattress "i should make you jealous more often, huh? "he adds putting you in a missionary before tucking your hair to the side so he could see your beautiful face, "you're so fuckin' gorgeous when your jealous, turns m-me on s-so damn much" sukuna grunts without missing a beat as he feels his climax near.

your gummy walls sucking him in with every thrust, your nails scratching his biceps and back, knuckles turning white as you grip the sheets of the mattress, while sukuna buries his cocks in you- "mfmmgh-" you whined before cumming all over his cocks-

"that's right, fucking cum on my cocks...h-hah-"

sukuna moans softly before nuzzling to the crevice of your boobs, snapping his hips to yours once more before reaching his climax, you could feel his cum oozing out off your pussy and ass, the both of you were catching breaths while sukuna's cocks is still intact, he does his final thrust fucking back the cum that oozed out off your cunt and ass, your toes curled while your eyes rolled to the depths of your skull, goodness...

"I'm getting rid of that girl, I'll get uraume to get rid of her... jealous brat."

a/n: idk lmaoo... Don't ask me why i named the other concubine "qika" i just want it to be different and unique haha, i kinda have a neutral feeling abt this cause whenever i proof read it, it sounds cringe and yuckie I'm not good at writing... anyways does anyone wants to be my anon/mutual?

[lumiambrose]

sae x reader, fluff, part two

sae's soft launch of your relationship was completely accidental. to protect you from his diehard fans and the relentless paparazzi, he had kept your relationship almost completely secret. it was during an interview with the young prodigy that the incident happened. when asked about his ideal type, he casually replied with 'my girlfriend.'

you were viewing the live interview at home. sae looking as stoic as ever, answered the lukewarm questions of the interviewer with his usual mix of attitude and detachment. you knew there was a softer side to sae. a softer side he kept hidden from everyone else. of course on live television though, you were used to seeing the way—the famous football star and his icy attitude.

the interviewer was left in absolute surprise, clearly taken aback by his response. "your girlfriend?" she repeated his last words, eyes widening slightly.

sae nodded, "yes, my girlfriend," he said simply, his expression unchanging, like it's the most natural thing in the world.

your heart skipped a beat, and you could feel a blush creeping up your cheeks. he had never mentioned you publicly before. you knew it was to protect you, but hearing him acknowledge you so openly filled you with a mix of pride and fear.

sae had finally made it home later that evening and thank god, you were filled with anticipation. as you heard the door unlock, you stood up from your spot in the living room and made your way to him, hear pounding, unable to contain yourself.

"sae!" you squealed. "did you really say that on live television?" you asked full of curiosity. of course, you already knew the answer, but you needed to hear it again, from him this time.

he simply nodded, wrapping his arms around you in a firm, protective embrace. "i did. it just slipped out," he admitted, his voice calm. "but i don't regret it. the world should know that you're my ideal."

he gave you some time to contain yourself before nodding ever so casually. he then wrapped his arms around you in a warm and firm embrace. "i did. it just slipped out," he admitted, his voice surprisingly calm considering the fact that you were, respectfully, losing your shit. "but i don't regret it. the world should know that you're my ideal."

finally getting that confirmation to the eventful series of event that kept you on your toes this evening, you looked up at him, eyes glistening with happiness. "i was so surprised, but... it made me really happy," you confessed, leaning your head against his chest.

his fingers ran gently through your hair as he tightened the embrace he had you in. "i'm glad," he murmured. "it’s going to bring you some unwanted attention, but i’ll protect you. i promise."

in that moment, you felt an overwhelming sense of love and security. sae had always been your rock, and now, even with the whole world watching, you knew he would stand by you.

sae has always been able to give you butterflies but now you also felt an overwhelming sense of love and security from him. he’s always been your rock, and now, even with the whole world watching, you knew he would forever stand by you.

an: aaa i kept seeing this prompt and i just had to try it myself! pt 2 where you get hard launched maybe??

[not-rigel]

Can't do it better

posted on AO3 but im also going to post it here. first sevika fic aaa.

warnings: top sevika, teasing, strapping, riding, multiple orgasms, mean sevika, aftercare, soft sevika, porn what plot, F!reader

Sevika's fingers trailed down your spine, sending a shiver through your body. She was still in that teasing stage of sex, where half her strap was inside you. She was just waiting for the right moment to push the rest of herself inside. You tremble because you know that she knows you love the teasing.

She thrusts with half the length, deciding to drag out the teasing even more. You groan against the pillow your face is pressed into. She echoes your groan, but there is a mocking tone to it. She grabs your hips, pulling your ass higher which pulls you a little further on her strap.

The extra inch of her dick brushing inside you makes you lose control for just a moment but that's all that it takes. You push your hips back to take more of her. Her hands stop your hips after you get another inch inside of you.

She lets out a disappointed sigh, "Oh no, baby.. Do you think you can fuck yourself better than I can?"

You gasp, having been caught and in deep shit.

"I'm sorry. Sevika-"

You're cut off when she hooks her left arm under your torso and pulls you up so you're on your knees with her still inside of you. She repositions herself, remaining kneeled but her thighs are on either side of yours. She pulls your hips down then her arms move back to support her weight from behind.

"Go on, baby," She coos.

"What?"

"Fuck youself on my dick."

You push your hips back, a moan coming from you almost immediately. You just cannot dig yourself out of the hole you created.

"You gotta keep going, baby." Sevika is being evil, speaking that tone. The one that is equally demeaning and sweet.

You grind your hips, trying to find momentum but each time you shift yourself down on her dick you shudder and pause. She always feels so good inside of you. But you know there is something missing.

"Sevika," you whine, "Please. I can't fuck myself like you fuck me."

She flat out ignores the plea and the confession. "Faster."

Pathetic little noises leave you as you obey her order and begin to thrust your hips properly back onto her strap. You moan again and try to push yourself all the way down her length but you end up short.

"If you wanted me that deep, you should’ve let me fuck you," she growls. If her tone is any indication, she is losing her own control.

"Please please, Sevika. It's not enough. I need you."

But again, she ignores your begging. She must not understand. Having her inside you was getting you so close but all you really needed was to be hers. You needed to be taken.

"I can't cum without you claiming me," you admit. You think your confession is pathetic. Sevika thinks it's the hottest, sweetest thing in the world. You swear you can feel her shudder through the strap.

Without warning, she pulls out. She turns you over, pushing you into the mattress on your back. She takes her usual place between your thighs. She grabs her strap and slides it through your folds, teasing but not entering. She is watching the display while you are watching her. She is in complete awe. She pauses her teasing, biting her cheek to hold in a groan then leans over to grab something from the bedside drawer. The one with several toys and accessories you keep closeby.

You hear shuffling and one item is set on the dresser. She returns to her position before you can question it. She ducks down for a kiss, giving you a little bit of sweet affection before claiming you. The both of you moan into each other's mouths, enjoying the passion preceding your pleasure.

Sevika is the one to pull away. She has to see your face when she enters you. You're so wet it only takes some repositioning of her hips for her to slide inside. Half the length slips right in before Sevika can resist the suction of your pussy.

"Oh," both of you moan. Sevika is set on completing her earlier mission, making you wait to take her full length. And there is no way you'll ruin it now. You clenched around her as she forced you to be patient. Sevika pushed herself to the hilt in after a short wait, not able to resist all the ways she wants to make you lose your mind. 

"Sevika!" your shout echoes off the walls and your arm reaches up to grab onto her. Your fingers end up digging into her shoulder. You wait for her to begin moving but she doesn't so you whine at her. Pouting is not the most effective tactic on Sevika but you're so horny you can't think to do anything else.

"I just have to take a moment," her voice is as teasing as it gets. You look up at her to pout more but what you see is her using one hand to tighten the straps on her harness, pulling it tighter on her hips. Before you can even react, she begins thrusting.

She fucks with a power that is so special to her. She isn't going full force, starting at a comfortable pace but there is desire and carnality behind her thrusts. Each push and pull of her hips is so deliberate and precise. Thrusts meant to make you contort for her. Her pace doesn't slow or quicken, but she does reposition your legs whenever you get close to cramping.

The steady stimulation works you up, the notes of an orgasm beginning in your abdomen. "Sev.." you don't finish moaning her name when her lips find yours. There's only one word for it, possessive. Her teeth nip your lips between harsh kisses.

"That's right," she huffs between kisses. The snapping of her hips increases in speed. She reattaches your lips. The new stimulation adds harmony to the impending orgasm. With a couple more thrusts, you're cumming for her. Your orgasm drowns over any other noise, playing its own tune through your body. Sevika hears you reacting beneath her but she doesn't relent.

"Sev! I'm cumming!" You groaned into her mouth.

"Your legs aren't shaking. So I don't care."  Her hips continue their pace through your orgasm and don't stop after you're done. She pauses for a moment and you think you've been spared then she pushes up and hooks your ankles over her shoulder.

She resumes her thrusting but now it's messy, uncoordinated, quick thrusts. She needs this. And evidently so do you because less than a minute later you're cumming again, tears leaking from your eyes, legs shaking.

It's a sight for Sevika, really. Your pussy convulses and cream coats her strap. Your skin is hot, your eyes are rolled back, eyelids fluttering. Your breasts bouncing as she fucks you. She is sure if she looked behind her, your toes would be curled. Pressing a kiss to your calf, she orgasms with you, her's lasting noticeably shorter.

"There you go. Now you're really cumming." She says as she watches you come down from your high. With a warning she pulls out then presses another kiss to your calf before exiting the position. She moves to stand on the side of the bed, loosening her harness and slipping it off. Next, she is bending down to grab your face in both hands and kiss you. There are three words you would use to describe this kiss; caring, passionate, possessive. She is the one to pull away. She has a task she needs to complete.

"Want a massage, baby?" She purrs.

"Hmm?"

She picks up the item she retrieved from the dresser earlier, which you completely forgot about. It was a massage oil, purchased a couple months back. The massage oil was really only ever used for aftercare. Not only that, but it was only ever used if Sevika really needed the aftercare. So of course, you accept the offer.

Sevika had explained it to you before. That she needs to take care of you after sex because she has to reassure herself that you know she cares. It's a bit hard for her to believe you trust she cares about you more than anything especially when you get into intense scenes. 

"I knew I was going to be rough, hence me getting out the bottle beforehand, but…,” she pauses and shakes her head, “I said 'I don't care' to you during that. It's getting to my head a bit," she admits.

She moves to your left thigh and drops some of the oil onto your skin, then rubs it in with her flesh hand. Her way of avoiding eye contact. She hates having to be vulnerable and having someone look her in the eye at the same time. So you compromise. 

"Sev, you know me so well. You know exactly what to do to make me cum as hard as possible. And you know exactly what to say. You did everything you knew to do to give me that best orgasm. And you did. I'd say that's really caring." Your words do reassure her, as they always do.

"Thanks. You're... perfect." She sighs. She feels much better but still wants to take care of her girl, "Whatever you want, baby, let me know. I really want to take care of you tonight."

"You already are, Sev." 

[belatinysun]

we finally got kagehina's first quick attack in the olympics in full-color!!! now more than ever i'm excited to see this scene animated wahhh

kagehina stealing glances in those panels makes me so soft, they understand each other so well and were ready to share a fist bump after a single point 🤧

seeing them all dressed in the red of the japan national team jerseys makes me so proud aaa kagehinaaaa 😭🧡💙

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Plsss can I request more of Von Lycaon nsfw, i read your von lycaon fics... AND I'M OBSESSED 😭😭

Can I plss request von lycaon smut x SUB fem/gn reader where the reader like to stroke or touch his tail or ears, i can't help but want to touch it, it look so fluffy-...

Lycaon x Fem!Reader

Distraction

Lycaon and the reader are having sex, but it seems that the reader is distracted by something...

Cw: NSFW, silly, fluff

Lycaon hold you close against his fluffy body He feels so comforting and warm as he gently caresses you Your eyes open to catch on his ears white and fluffy while groomed almost like untouched snow.

Lycaon has yet to notice that you have been distracted He gives you a small smile. "I've been waiting to have you in my arms all day. Let me love you, my dear." His voice is soft and gentle; however, You were paying attention to how his tail swished side to side—long and poofy, almost more cat-like than a wolf.

He nuzzles you against your neck before his tongue darts out to run across your skin. You could feel how hard he is underneath his pants as he grinds against you. He was ready.

How could he be so rough yet so soft? You could not hold back any longer. You reach both of your hands, gently touching Lycaon's ears.

Those red eyes narrowed apon realization. You smile feelling the plush soft furr, 'aaa so soft like felt, or maybe like a sheep?'

"Miss... Is there something wrong?"

Your partner's voice breaks you from your thoughts. "N-No it's nothing!" Your face flushes as you were caught petting your wolf boyfriend like he's a doggy. Lycaon couldnt help but smile, your interest in his fur was admitted quite cute.

When you finally break away form his soft ears your fingers feel his face his fluffy white fur with his piercing red eyes filled with gentleness, a look you fell in love with.

" Are you sure? You seem awful distracted."

Your smile widens his question falling on deaf eyes as you boop his black nose, your thumb traces over his mouth. Accidentally lifting his mouth to see his sharp canines and teeth.

Those same teeth that can leave a mark or more on your skin.

Your mind floods with inappropriate thoughts, as your face floods with blood as Lycaon, having had enough of your 'petting.'

He gently grabs your hand before pressing it against his lips. "Are you done?" He purrs now that smile was wider not hiding how much have been loving your attention his tail now wagging harder.

"Y-yes." You squeaked out when he pins you to the bed.