#angels lust - nsft

[valleyofblood]

  PARANIA NSFW FACTS (for a certain someone)

A switch for position, but they lean towards submissive as a role

Turnons/offs They're a little genophobic (phobia of sex) so almost everything turns them off... But uh, evil (formerly) fictional characters tend to get them a little frisky. A full kink list is HERE on F-list (please ignore how weird I ampleaspleaseplease)

They climax quickly (virgin...) but after more experience it would be about the average for an AFAB person (with a skilled partner)

They're most sensetive on their Nips... (I'm a boobs person) And clit (obvious). Their collar bone & neck are also quite senstive.. <3

Love bombing & making them feel bad for you. :/ Either that or being autistic and evil

They don't masturbate, they never really felt a interest in it.

One's where they can see another's face... or facesitting (the one sitting)

They have yet to! But feel free to change that >:3

Thrones Beds, baths, things they can cling to, stuff like that

They have never been caught masturbating, nor will they ever be.

They're loud. They tend to whimper and whine the most...

They have a collar and a vibrator, but they don't really use them.

They prefer receiving, they've given so much all their life prior to getting screwed over by the universe and they're tired of it.. they just want to feel special.

Their biggest sexual desire is to be worshiped, but not in a god way, more in a praise and giving stimulation way. They need affection. (A product of living in an ableist socitey)

I would describe Parania as on the asexual spectrum, primarly fictosexual but with some changes as those they thought weren't real.. well, are now.

They have SLIGHTLY (and I mean SLIGHTLY. like not much bigger) above average breasts for their body shape.

Their favorite place to be kissed is on their open heart surgery scar & their thighs (specifically on the stretch marks because we need to appericate those more)

They don't really think about sex unless they're reading a fanfic or someone else brings it up

They're self-conscious about their wings espesially because the wings are physically sensetive (most sensitive at the base, ignorable at the tips), as it's something new. They can get behind the eyes and the hair, but the wings? That's too much, PLUS THERE'S SIX OF 'EM.

The time sex lasts is up to their partner (esp is said partner's okay w/ somno) but uh. They get very eepy and might fall asleep-

They try not to be serious during sex and might giggle, but that depends on their partner.

Parania likes to bite.. A LOT.

Because I say so (for trigger reasons): Parania doesn't have an anus.. and all their food is magically digested and converted to "mana" or smth. I love biolgy but not in this factor.

They likely won't give oral to males out of fear of biting... (and because it causes empathy choking for me irl even when there's only licking)

Used this image to think of these cause questions help me make facts

[thespiusbf]

lie down baby arch ur back now maybe u can help me get what i want ‼🗣🗣

my design for lust!starlo in angel dust's poison outfit

[bruisedloverr]

ah shit the fox boy is in heat again, spray him with cold water

[ieatkeyboard]

Homework gone wrong

You had to make a potion for school but you added the wrong chemical and ended up with an aphrodisiac. It just so happened Simeon was your partner and read the chemical wrong.

Simeon x Fem reader

Warnings: NSFT, Established relationship, naughty words, P in V, unprotected, praise, size k1nk. Let me know if I missed anything!

Lovely. You have MORE homework. Thankfully for you, Simeon, your boyfriend of a year and a half, was your assigned partner.

You had 3 days to get it done but in your head it wasn't a big deal. It should take less than an hour to mix up your chemicals anyway.

You and your boyfriend decided it would be better to do it in purgatory hall, as you planned to spend the night anyhow.          "Ready to go, Beautiful?" Simeon said, picking up your bag and kissing your forehead. You hummed and began walking.

Luke was in the Celestial realm with Solomon and Mephisto so you had the loft to yourselves. He opened the door for you and set your bags in his room.

"Aaaand there we are! Would you like to settle in and eat before we start or should we get it out of the way now?" He asked, wrapping his arms around your waist so your chest was against his.

"Lets get this over with and than we can order in" You replied, giggling as he peppered your face with kisses.

You had your beakers set and Simeon began to read out the instructions.

"Now we need the purple powder." He read.

"Sweetheart, we have 2 purple powders. The cool one or the warm one?" You replied, wiping your measuring spoon off with a paper towel.

"The warm one, I believe." He said, shutting the spell book. "After that, it's done!"

You gently opened the clear bag, taking your measuring spoon and taking the proper amount. The bags had names on them but they weren't facing up so neither of you could see them.

You put it in and the mixture went from a bright blue to a deep red, unlike the teacher example the previous day.

"Umm...Honey?..Are you sure that was the right one?" You asked, concern obvious in your voice as your beloved opened the book again.

"I'm pretty sure... It said it was the warm....One. No it didn't." He sighed. "I read it wrong. It said it should become warm to the touch, not that it's warm toned."

"It doesn't say the name?"

"No, not that I see anyway. It just labelled 'purple powder'."

You looked at the name on the bags. The warm toned baggie was labelled 'Lillys eye (Purple Eye)' and the cool one was 'amythest powder (Purple powder)'.

"Babe?" Your boyfriend asked as panic set in. You had no clue what you had just made.

He looked through any pages with the word purple eye or lillys eye and found one similar to the concoction you made. You took the book from him and began searching for side effects and if it was dangerous while your boyfriend sat down, taking his sweater off and bunching it up in his lap.

Side effects: Arousal.  Shit.

You felt it. Warmth spread down from your core to your clit as you grabbed the table for support.

It was in long, heavy waves.

"Find it, Angel?" He asked, his voice laced with a tone you didn't hear often. Lust.

"Yes. It iiis..An Aphrodisiac." You sighed.

You tried not to think. To empty your head.

Think about ordering food. Getting this feeling out of your system, this feeling, feeling, you wanted to feel him insi-

You threw your head back and groaned.

"A strong one, I see.." He remarked.

His voice was intoxicating. Soft, like a seductive whisper that hovered over the parts that ached most.

"Mhm, if we order food now it should be here in time." You said. "Maybe get this shit out of our systems"

He didn't have time as he palmed himself. He needed you now.

"Simeon?"

Your voice went straight to his bulge. It was like torture.

Speak you idiot! he though.

"Yes! Yes, Love? What's the matter?"

"You feel it too, don't you?"

He stood up and picked you up, sitting you on the table as you undid each others clothes.

Desperate hands on one another as if this was the last time you'd ever touch him. His hands were rough against your jaw as he kissed you.

"Fuck me, please PLEASE fuck me!" You begged as he laid you down, pinning your hands to the sides of your head.

"Fuck, you're so small compared to me.." He let out a loud moan as his hips rutted against yours. You slipped your hands beneath his boxers and pulled them down.

"Please, make me feel good." You whined in his ear.

"Anything for you, Angel.."

You screamed his name as your mind went blank. The table shook as he whimpered into your neck.

"Good Girl. That's a good fucking girl" He buried a hand into your head as his tongue slid through your teeth. You were too limp to kiss back as you clawed his back.

"Come on, Baby Girl, cum for me. " His burried his head into the crook as you screamed his name, warm liquid covering his dark happy trail. "Oh Baby!" He whimpered as he came.

The flame in your stomach began to die down and you kissed him softly.

"Are you okay?" He whispered, kissing up your jaw to your ear.

You nodded and held him close. 

"Thank you.."

NOTE: I'm sorry if it feels skimmed over I tried my best :,)

[strawberrieslovethere]

Bend over I'll drive.  Part 1 ♡ Dante x reader

NSFT MDNI⚠️. I got the title for this one from a cramps song of the same name. wasn't aware of the 4000 something limit on here so I have to post this in multiple posts .Not proofread! warnings: oral,sex,fingering,bites, a spank

I have this headcannon that hell is kind of like rejuvenating to the Spardas as its Sparda Seniors hometown. It's just not a relaxing place with demons and all trying to attack on the regular.

"Who's the hot babe?" Trish tells your name "She's become a valuable asset, especially since you've been away Dante." He looks from Trish to you as she speaks. "Great, guess that means I can get some shut eye" Dante says kicking up his legs and folding Up his arms."We'll talk more later Dante, get some rest."He nods as he closes his eyes."Isn't he going to sleep on a bed." you ask "He always does that." Lady chimed in. You nod in acknowledgment. Well i'll see you two." Lady sighs "I gotta get my canon from the repair shop." Trish and you nod."Im gonna shower see you in a bit." Says Trish "Ok" you say. You take out your phone wondering what time it was. You don't have much to do, though it's a tad awkward with the boss lounging at his desk sleeping a few moments after you just met.You chuckle to yourself I guess he just likes getting junk sleep.This man just came back from hell with his twin brother what a trip. But man he looks gorgeous he reminded you of Nero but his hair is longer and he's older. Is it wrong to want to bang your boss. I don't know it hasn't ever crossed your mind until today. You also haven't ever been called a hot babe first thing out of your bosses lips when he sees you.Or had a boss who was THAT smokin hot. Your thoughts  are interrupted when he calls your name you stride enthusiastically to his desk "Yes Dante?.. sir .. or  uh Boss" "Now I could get used to being called that." He jokes "Hey doll you think you can ring me up some pizza?" "Yeah? Im starving." "Sure thing what kind?" You inquire "Extra large pepperoni definitely no olives, uh make that two."You giggle, "k." He smiles and drifts back to sleep. As soon as that door opens, Dante is awake animated and obviously happy, if he had a tail it would be wagging.You smile grabbing the pizzas you pay with your cash and tip the delivery man.  You place the pizza's on his desk "Thanks baby. Here sit down have some with me. Every word he says to you is causing you to become more aroused you sit down on top of his desk just like you and Trish and Lady always do when you get pizza delivered, it's like a tradition. You both take out a slice and eat, when your done and  hes still blissfully chowing down you ask if he'd like a soda or something to drink he nods. You were thirsty but the way he was eating had you concerned  he may choke so you grab two sodas from the fridge and head back. You can't help but smile at how cute he is with his pizzas. Here. "Ahh thanks angel." He drinks it down. You take some sips of yours. Fiddling with your phone that was vibrating to get rid of notifications that litter your screen and read any new texts. Chucking it to the couch. Then you return all of your attention to your boss.You hop back on his desk.Dante takes note of how your ass jiggles slightly when you sit. You wonder if Trish is gonna come out of here shower anytime soon. He's sitting there with an ultra hot grin on his face.Dante sits back he eyes you and your short cheeky skirt and the way your asscheeks are squished on his desk your back is arched and your head tilted back with your hair falling back."So this was what I been missing huh?"He grins You look at him and bat your lashes with a playful breezy look dusted with lust. His cock jumps in his pants the fabric of his pants constricting his erect member.

[visibun]

Hey, my name's Vivian, or "Visi" as a nickname.

Quick bits about myself:

I'm 31 years old, African-American, pansexual, and a trans woman (she/they pronouns only).

I've been an eclectic/solitary Witch under Tyche since April 2016, and a Theistic Satanist under Satan since November 2022.

I'm a furry. There's a lot to this, but the main one is absolutely just rabbits (specifically Lopunny/Mega Lopunny) for me.

I'm otherkin with fallen angels. It goes MUCH DEEPER than the rabbit stuff that I tend to always present myself with first and foremost, and I'm definitely being a lot more vocal and open about it these days, which has been helping me out a lot. There's a reason why I actively choose to dress like this on a completely casual basis, witchy vibes aside. On that note, lust, pride, and wrath are my three most-defining cardinal sins. Lust rather obviously being the strongest one there.

I'm a DID system, with my headmate info and such over here. Some of my headmates talk on/use this blog, too, but you'll be able to tell who's doing what based on the prefix and tag that they use on their posts.

I have ADHD. If I forget to reply to you/your messages... that's why. I'm also autistic (high-functioning).

I'm VERY slutty more often than I let on.

Do not follow/interact if:

You are anti-LGBT+ (in or out of the community), racist, sexist, ableist, a TERF, a zionist, a right-winger, into loli/shota (see: pedophilia) shit, into bestiality/zoophilia, or are any kind of bigot (nazis and so forth). I block all of these without exception or comment. I'm not here to engage with shit like that.

You are a kinkshamer, furry hater, chaser, "sissy" kink blog, or are anti-sex worker. You can go very far away, too.

For emphasis: "Sissy" kink blogs STAY AWAY FROM MY POSTS. I am NOT a part of your damn kink. Stop stalking trans woman tags for your ignorant fetish, you cunts.

You are under 18 years old. My blog is VERY NSFT, and I don't want to expose any minors to this. I will block any that I notice following me (I have a STRONG pet peeve against minors slipping themselves into adult spaces, since that endangers EVERYONE involved in the matter).

You are/support AI "artists," or are a crypto/NFT bro. Back to Twitter with you.

[valleyofblood]

Fine, I'll join.

SEXUAL PREFERENCES

Bold what always applies, Italicize what sometimes applies, strike through what doesn't apply

— INCLINATION / HABITS : is submissive | is dominant | prefers to top | prefers to bottom | likes to switch | identifies as heterosexual | identifies as homosexual | identifies as bisexual | identifies as pansexual | identifies as demisexual | identifies as asexual | enjoys sex with men | enjoys sex with women | enjoys sex with any sex / gender |enjoys sex with aliens | enjoys sex with androids | enjoys sex with monsters | enjoys sex with multiple people at once | initiates | waits for partner to initiate | spits | swallows | prefers sex in the morning | prefers sex at night | will have sex any time | no sex drive | low sex drive | average sex drive | high sex drive | hypersexual | fluctuating sex drive

— BODY / APPEARANCE : small build | medium build | athletic build | lean build | muscular build | curvy build | voluptuous build | wears boxers | wears briefs | wears boxer briefs | wears lingerie | goes ‘ commando ’ | shaves / waxes | manscapes | doesn’t shave / wax | cup size a – c | cup size d – f (a curse) | 1 – 5" in length | 6 – 9″ in length | 10” or over in length |

— SOUNDS : is silent / makes little to no sounds | is very quiet | is very loud | grows in volume over time | bites hand / partner / pillow to muffle themselves | calls out partner’s name | curses | growls | fakes / exaggerates | prefers a quiet partner | prefers a loud / appropriately vocal partner| prefers a responsive partner | no preference towards partner’s volume | is turned on by dirty talk | is turned off by dirty talk (depends, degrading dirty talk is a no go)

— TURN ONS / KINKS : having their hands pinned | pinning their partner’s hands | having their hair pulled | pulling their partner’s hair | being watched ( by their partner ) | being watched ( by a third party ) (must be someone they really like) | watching their partner | receiving oral | giving oral (sensory reasons) | calling their partner ‘ daddy ’ | being called ‘ daddy ’ | calling their partner ‘ mommy ‘ | being called ‘ mommy ‘ | calling their partner ‘ master ‘ | being called ‘ master ‘ | calling their partner ‘ mistress ‘ | being called ‘ mistress ‘ | giving praise | receiving praise | biting / marking | being bitten / marked | spanking | being spanked | teasing | being teased | having toys used on them | using toys on their partner | giving anal | receiving anal | choking | being choked | dirty talk | being tied up | tying their partner up | being worshiped | worshiping their partner | humiliating | being humiliated | degrading | being degraded | being pegged | pegging their partner | being edged | edging | age gap | anonymous sex | blood play | breeding | chastity devices | clothed / partially clothed | condoms | deep - throating (toy only) | gun play | intercrural sex | knife play | lingerie | nipple play | orgasm denial | overstimulation | pregnancy (oviposition) | prostate milking | public sex | rimming | roleplay | sadism / masochism | size difference | somnophilia | squirting

— PLACES : airplane | alleyway | bath | beach | bedroom | boat | bus | car | cathedral / church | cemetery | closet | concert | dressing room | elevator | empty or abandoned building | field | forest | gym | home bathroom | hospital | kitchen | library | movie theatre | museum | ocean | parking lot | planetarium | pool | public bathroom | rooftop | school | sex club | shower | tent | terrace | train | workplace

Stolen from @harpershigh 👀👀

Feel free to steal

[swampgh0stt]

I have a Shadowhunters AU with nephilim!Bakugo & hunter!Deku (hunter like SPN hunters, this is my au I do what I want) & I can’t leave out Blood Riot! Blood Riot who used to be a nephilim before he was bitten & turned into a werewolf. Implied nsft one-sided KrBk, trans (FtM) Bakugo, pre-established DkBk but it isn't really brought up (Izuku is the baby daddy tho)

Blood Riot really can’t help himself. That addictive smell (& taste) of angel blood was too good to pass on already, but something about Katsuki brought exhilaration back into his life. The rest of the nephilim treated him like scum, as if he hadn’t been one of their own before he was turned. They couldn’t compare in a fight, couldn’t--

--satisfy or entertain the way Katsuki did. Couldn’t make his cock rock hard, dripping with pre cum after each encounter. There had been too many fantasies running through his mind after each fight, growing worse as the years progressed. It didn’t matter that the little nephilim didn’t return his affections, it’s not like Blood Riot wanted him for anything more than satisfying his own lust anyway. 

There were many attempts to incapacitate him over the years too, but Katsuki was too smart-- too strong, outmaneuvering him at every turn. 

But finally, after years of this cat & mouse (wolf & angel?) game, he succeeded. Riot was salivating at the sight: Katsuki all laid out, bound & captive for his taking, pale cheeks flushed and chest heaving as he realized his own situation. 

“I really didn’t think I would get this far today,” Riot mused with a hum and climbed over his prey. There was something weird about Katsuki’s scent this time, blocking the usual, enticing smell of angelic blood. His favorite little nephilim had been missing the last few months, so it was safe to say Riot was pent up & ready to take it all out on him. “You’re sloppy today. But hey! Who am I to complain? Your fuck up’s my gain, Firefly.” 

Katsuki bared his teeth, his upper lip curled in a sneer. He squirmed again, but the cables binding his wrists over his head were thick and pulled taut. He would have bruises there later, that much was certain. The rest of the pack had taken his seraph blade, but he could see it just a few feet away… taunting him with how close it was, but still out of his reach. “Fuck off, mutt. This what you dream about, you sick fuck?” He raised one of his legs to kick out at the werewolf atop him, but Riot caught his ankle in a vice grip and settled between the nephilim’s legs. 

The closer he got, the more he realized that Bakugo had been wearing something to hide his scent. And now that he was so close, he could smell it. Riot growled, a deep, vibrating rumble that rolled up from his chest. He leaned in close, nose flush against Katsuki’s neck, & then? 

Oh, he smelled it then. Riot leaned back, feeling possessive & jealous all at once. “You’re whelped.”

[ohheyitsjustbear]

😵‍💫😘🥺✌🧛‍♀️😸⛓💝💘

hehehe i hope you have a great day, Bear! ♡♡

😵‍💫 - Every time your pictures end up on my dash I black out

😘 - Pushing you up against the wall and kissing you

🥺 - Dreaming of making out with you until one of us snaps

✌️ - Shoving my fingers in your mouth

🧛‍♀️ - biting you biting you biting you

😸 - Requesting head pets (and rough sex)

⛓️ - I want to see you bound and gagged

💝 - Buying you lingerie so I can tear it off you

💘 - Parasocially in lust with you

Oh you're definitely getting headpats after all these Angel omgggg I am aldjkajdh 😵‍💫😵🥵 🤭 please come do all of these ill be soso good I promise (lying)

Hope you have an amazing day ily 💜

[demonfuckercentral]

[18+ only.]

An angel allows me, a demon, to pluck one of their pure white feathers as a souvenir. I walk circles around them, inspecting their wings, feeling them up from tip to base, looking for the perfect one.

Maybe I get distracted by their cute little silenced hums and decide to rub, kiss, and lick between their wings, along their sensitive spine, before sitting down and lowering them on my bulge. I sort through the base of their wings as they whine and sway against me, feeling cum leak through their robes.

I move the cloth aside and knot them, pushing them down deep on my cock until I can finally get them to embrace their moans and pleasure. Once they’ve cum on my dick a few times, and once I can feel their belly is swollen from how full of my dark seed they are, I gently pluck a small, pure white feather.

Once I’m able to get my knot out of them—after pumping another load into them, since it got stuck—I clean up their legs and outer folds with my tongue. If they swallow their pride and beg, I’ll let them cum a few more times on my tongue. They go back to Heaven, me with their feather, and them filled to the brim with my unholy seed; our little secret. Whenever they see me, wearing their feather in a miniature jar on my necklace, they squirm and remember, and try to hide how horny it makes them.

[hazmoonxmuses]

god ok ill reformat these tags finally

[darleuxox]

Hi ! I was wondering if you’d be willing to write some more Otto Hightower x reader?? He may be a bit of a slimy snake, but he’s also a dilf (gilf ? 😳) 👉🏻👈🏻. I don’t have any particular requests, anything Otto related would be awesome. Thanks & I love your work! :)

deflowered. ☆ otto hightower x fem!reader nsft drabble

key masterlist ✦ hotd masterlist ✦ intro

warnings: 18+ (no minors i stg), nsft, oral (m receiving) ; afab reader ; fingering ; innocence kink ; corruption kink ; inexperienced reader ; implied virgin reader ; age gap (reader is 21 or older.) ; pet names ooh lala

summary: you’ve always been otto’s angel. especially when you’re soaking wet for him.

word count: 707

a/n: disclaimer: r is not technically deflowered but i might do a part two. here’s a smutty drabble before the new ep drops tonight!

“How do you feel when I touch you like this?” Otto cradled your cheek gently, looking down at your flustered form like a saint.

“I…” You exhaled, your cheeks burning with shame, “I like it.”

This was all so new to you. You could barely think straight as your newlywed husband began to toy with the lace on your nightgown.

“When you ache, do you indulge in it?” Noting your confused expression, his hand lowered from your cheek and slid down the front of your body. Agonizingly slow, large digits ventured down your bare neck, and hovered just an inch above the valley between your breasts, before stopping right at the bottom of your abdomen.

As heat pooled and swirled in your stomach, you found yourself feeling dizzy. You’d hear old wives' tales about women who acted dubiously before marriage. In fear, you’d often find yourself pushing any lustful needs deep into your subconscious. At least, until you met Otto.

“No,” You said looking down, embarrassed by how naive you sounded, “But I want to.”

“I know you do, sweet thing,” He cooed, gently tilting your chin up. “We don’t have to consummate if you’re not ready yet. We’ll move slowly,” Otto assured, whispering under his breath, “I’ll teach you.”

Even in the midst of such uncertainty, you needed him more than anything. You sat at the end of the bed, as you began to slip off your nightgown. On instinct, you covered your chest, averting your gaze and crossing your legs tightly. Otto gently grabbed both of your arms.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me?” You nodded as your cheeks began to overheat. “Then don’t hide that pretty body of yours.”

Although foreign, it felt good, watching his jaw clench and his fists tighten at the sight of you. He was holding back, you thought, and that was the last thing either of you wanted Otto approached you closer with darkened eyes, his breathing heavy as he sat beside you, before gingerly patting his lap.

Helping you on, his arms held your hips down securely.

“Focus on me,” Otto told you. It was difficult to maintain eye contact while you felt his large hand inch closer and closer down your abdomen, before gently massaging your slick pussy.

“O-Otto!” You moaned out. “What’s happening to me?” You sobbed, your eyes tearing up as his fingers found your nub and pulled.

“Tell me how good it feels,” Otto exhaled, “Don’t hold back.”

“It- it feels,” you stammered, losing your grip as the circles he rubbed into your clit grew faster and faster, “Otto- fuck!”

“Such foul language from such a pretty little mouth,” He teased, growing harder as you began to ground into his lap for more friction. “Kneel. On the floor.”

Whining when his hand left your pussy, you obliged. You watched carefully as he slid his pants down, revealing his cock. You had never seen one before, but the moist precum at the head and veins bulging out looked delicious to you. Otto’s hand descended towards your face, his thumb rubbing your lip.

“Open for me,” Otto chided, slipping his thumb in your mouth. You moaned around the digit, and on instinct, you began to suck. Instead of adding another finger, he pulled it out, cupping the back of your head and stroking your hair.

“How about we try something bigger?” Eyes glued to his member, you nodded, eyelashes fluttering as he pushed your head onto his girth. Otto let out a choked-out moan, clutching your hair tighter as he proceeded to push himself in deeper.

Like his thumb moments ago, you began to bob up and down, your nose bumping into his pubic hair with every thrust.

“Very good, that’s my girl,” Otto groaned, taking control as he grabbed the back of your head and pulled you in further. The surprised moan you let out vibrated against his cock, making his hold even tighter.

“You’re a natural,” Otto continued his praise, looking down at you with adoration, “And you’re all mine.”

Your thighs rubbed against each other on their own, while Otto moved faster, a loud groan of your name filling the room before coming undone in your mouth.

“All mine.”

[a-valorant-effort]

Slowly

Octane x Fem!Reader NSFT

My first Apex legends fic! Hope you like it!

There’s one thing Octavio has known all his life and that variable never seemed to change. Slow = boring, and he hated being bored. School was slow, good grades never came to him naturally because of his inability to sit still. Sleep is slow, Octavio never truly finding himself able to be lulled to sleep until he physically cannot stand anymore and opts to crash and burn. Even relationships were slow, having to get to know someone over a period of time before being able to enjoy their presence. The only reason he warmed up to Ajay was because they were practically forced to be friends.

And yet... here he was... frozen.

You were something Octavio, objectively, would HATE. You lived your life one step at a time. As a legend, you chose to have strategical and thought out approaches rather than going in guns blazing. As a person, you took the time to sit down and get to know almost all of the legends, ranging from Mirage’s flirtatious remarks to Caustics long and stale talk about respiratory diseases and their affect on the human lifespan.

What an awful way to live, Octavio thought.

That is... until he was the one you took the time to get to know. One thing Octavio noticed about you is that you could keep up. No matter the distance, you would always be by his side or at a close second. He didn’t expect this, but the dynamic of a methodical planner and a hyperactive stuntman made a pretty good team. He grew fond of the way you could understand him to a level that Octavio didn’t think anyone else could. You were his rock, the sponge to soak up all the water, the one he could share his mind with without having to worry about scaring you off or going too fast. Because, when Octavio thought about it, you made him slow down and get to know you. Weird how that works.

So here you are, laying beneath him, nothing but your bra and underwear on, staring straight at Octavio with a lustful expression. Octavio hung above you with his arms propping himself up by the sides of your head. His heart was practically about to run a lap around his body and jump out of his throat. He couldn’t stop looking at your eyes, the way they pleaded and begged for something that he knew you were too afraid to ask.

Please, go slowly.

Octavio shifted his weight to one arm, leaving the free one to trail down your body and stop over your clothed clit and start palming it gently. The sound that came from your lips was downright sinful. He could feel your legs slightly squirm underneath him as he pulled the panties down and off of you. Sitting up now, he held your hips in place, and looked up at you.

“Is this ok?”

You’re face turned redder, if that was even possible, the blush reaching the tips of your ears now. You nodded and squeezed your eyes shut, expecting Octavio to leap on you like you were a canary in a cat’s bed. Octavio, however, gently lowered his tongue between the folds and brushed slow, steady circles around your clit. Your thighs shook and found their place around Octavio‘s neck, where he gently rubbed his hands along the sides of. He felt like he was in a trance, but not in a bad way. Octavio is a fast paced human, eager to get things done as soon as he starts them, but he could be tucked in between your thighs forever and never complain once. His pace never changed, the steady circles with the up and down motion while listening to your sweet moans made it all ok.

“Ah, T-Tavi please.” He looked up at your blissed out expression and thought that he had died, face to face with an angel. Your mouth was slightly agape, pupils of your eyes blown wide, and a dusted pink spread across your cheeks. God, he was fucked wasn’t he?

Octavio did something out of character. He didn’t increase his pace, he didn’t chase your high like he oh so desperately chased his during the games. He didn’t want it to stop. He didn’t want to stop hearing you mewl and cry at each differing movement. He would edge you out as long as he could.

“P-Please Tavi, I- I’m so—,” You couldn’t even finish your sentence. Octavio flicked his tongue up and you gushed around him, a moaning mess. He worked his tongue through your orgasm as you carded your fingers through his dark hair. Eventually, he stopped, and pulled himself up where his chin rested on your chest.

“How do you feel, mi alma?” You smiled at the pet name, and held Octavio’s face in between your hands, gingerly stroking his cheeks.

“Good.” Your voice was barley a whisper, and Octavio leaned up to kiss you, his clothed erection rubbing on your sensitive clit. You moaned into his kiss, and Octavio felt his world shake. He wanted so much more. His arms snaked behind you and un clipped your bra. Instinctively, your arms flung around your torso, trying to cover yourself as much as possible.

“Tan tímida, mi alma. ¿Por qué te escondes de mí? Eres hermosa.” You couldn’t understand, but you didn’t need to, Octavio pulled your arms to his neck and slid the thin straps off of your shoulders. He stared. You were as perfect as he envisioned you. He leaned in to kiss you and, in this moment, both of your hearts were thumping out of control.

You were getting restless, he could tell. You pulled at the waistband of his boxers, attempting to slide them off of him. Octavio understood, picking himself up so you could slide them off with ease. His erection sprung out, dripping little drops of precum on your stomach. He lined up, and looked you in the eye.

“You tell me it’s too much and I’ll stop, I promise. Okay? I’ll stop. I won’t get mad or upset with you, I want you to be happy. This is all for you. I would never hurt you. I know I do stupid shit a lot of the time but I would never ever—,”

You stopped his rambling by giving him a kiss, and, Octavio pushed himself up into you. You cried out in his mouth, he eased you into it by running his hands along your chest. “Ay dío...” Once Octavio was all the way in, he could feel you squeezing and pulsing around him. So needy. He wouldn’t last long, so he was going to drag this out as much as he could.

Giving you a second to adjust, Octavio slowly pumped himself in and out. Trying to keep himself steady even though his limbs felt like jelly. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you. A wet, hot, moaning mess, your hands came to his hair and held them tightly.

“Mi tesoro, mi vida, mi todo.” Octavio whispered into your neck, softly nibbling at the spots that made you whine. “Detendría el mundo por ti.” He thrusted again, and hit a soft spot of flesh in you. “Fuck! There?”

You nodded frantically, holding onto him like it was the last thing you would ever do. The moans and cries never ceasing. God, your whole apartment complex could probably hear you. Who cares, you look so good to him, so fragile and precious.

“Dios, fuck.” Octavio rose a hand to play with your nipples. “Do you like it?”

You nodded your head again, but Octavio wasn’t satisfied.

“Por favor amour, I... fuck, I-I need to hear you say it. Say something, ngh— anything.”

You could barley form a sentence, babbling and moaning, but you pulled yourself up to his ear and spoke.

“Please.” A whisper, but still a request.

“Por favor? What? What do you want? Anything. Anything at all.” Octavio’s words were frantic.

“Please, Tavi. Tavi please please please.” The word sounded unnatural at this point.

“Tus palabras, mi amour. Your words.”

“Faster, oh god, faster. Please. Tavi faster.” You turned away from him, embarrassed at the request.

It’s like he was just jammed with his stim. There was no high like this one, no high like you. Octavio pulled himself almost all the way out, the tip being the only thing still inside, and then mercilessly slamming back into you, quickening his pace. He could feel you move underneath him, your hips sliding back and forth as if you were moving with him.

You would always keep up, wouldn’t you?

“Ah, yes! Feels good. Mmmh, god, fuck.” Your hands cupped Octavio’s face, trying to keep yourself steady. You were hungry, chasing your high. One of your hands came to your chest to play with your own breasts. Octavio noticed, and brought one of his hands to the bud of your clit and started rubbing fast. You were almost screaming. “I can’t— I’m so— I-,”

You came, hard, squeezing the flesh of Octavio’s dick with your own. A small squirt came from you and sprayed against Octavio’s abdomen. He worked himself through your orgasm, watching every expression on your face as your body tried to understand how to feel, or what to do. In a fit of bliss, you cried out for him.

“My Tavi...”

Octavio groaned. He grabbed your hips and held them in place as he reached his high. He half hoped it didn’t hurt you, but also half hoped it would leave a mark. His cum nestling inside of you, everything Octavio could possibly think about was just you.

He pulled out, after so long of just panting and staring. Octavio collapsed on the bed beside you, and curled himself around your body.

“Are you okay?” Octavio traced the curve of your hips, trying to feel out a bruise.

You laughed. “Better than okay.” Flipping over and meeting his eyes, you cupped his face and gave him a passionate kiss. “You’re too good to me Octavio.”

Octavio laughed, your faces so close together it seemed like your breaths were one with each other. “It’s not my fault I’ve got someone so beautiful next to me.”

Gently pulling the covers over you, Octavio held you closer to him and felt your head tuck into the crook of his neck, legs twisted together, with his hands gently running up and down your back.

“Goodnight, mi alma. I love you.” Octavio hummed.

“I love you too Tavi. Goodnight.” You brought your hands up to his hair, your nails gently scratching at his scalp. “Hey, Tavi?”

“Hm?”

“What were you saying earlier? In Spanish.”

Octavio smiled. “Those words may be about you, but they’re for me right now. I will teach you someday.”

“Boo.” You wanted to protest, but were simply too tired to care anymore.

Octavio kissed your forehead. “Te enseñaré un día, cuando pueda llamarte mi esposa.” For now, though, he’ll take it slow.

[johnnycranes]

Harry & Sydney + blindfold

Joseph & Sydney + thigh riding

Norman & Kennedy + limousine sex

🙈

AMANDA! you already know my feelings about these, thank you 🥺🙈

nsft under the cut

"Ah ah ah, not yet."

Sydney grabbed Harry's wrist as he tried yet again to remove the black cloth over his eyes, groaning in frustration and his muscles rippling underneath her. "As fun as this is darling," he said in his charming accent, "I would very much like to see my sexy wife as I fuck her."

She smirked down at him before taking his hand and dragging it down her body until she reached the apex of her thighs. "I always have to use my fingers when you're away, baby," she whispered, "I want you to touch me first this time."

Harry's breath hitched as Sydney guided one of his fingers inside her. "You're already... already naked, darling?" he said, his voice thick with lust. "And so fucking wet."

He started pumping his fingers inside her and Sydney didn't even notice he'd taken the blindfold off, gazing at her with hungry eyes. "I missed you too, baby. Let me show you just how much."

"Joe I want... I need-"

"What is it, baby? You need but ask."

Sydney whimpered as Joseph kissed and sucked at a nipple. "I need more, I need you inside me. Please, please, please."

He chuckled against her skin as Sydney continued to grind on his denim-clad thigh, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "How can I refuse my angel begging for me?"

Sydney felt Joe's hands move down to her thighs before he hoisted her up and her world span for a second before she found herself pushed down onto their bed.

Joseph hovered above her and Sydney bit her lip as she watched him unzip his jeans and stroke himself. John could do the sermon for now.

Kennedy moaned as Norman sucked and kissed at her neck so rough and carnally, his hands trailing up her thighs to bunch her gown up.

"They were like flies hovering over you the whole night," Norman growled against her and she heard the clink of his belt, "Was about ready to burn the whole place down."

Kennedy gasped as she heard a rip and realized he'd torn her panties off, tossing them somewhere on the limo's floor. "You're not the only one who liked my dress," she said playfully, her hands reaching for his cock.

Norman groaned before moving her wrists away and lifting her up so she straddled him, her legs spread out as he pushed inside her. "But I'm the only one who gets to fuck you in it," he said huskily as he bounced her up and down. "Now scream for me, if anyone thinks of bothering us, they're dead."

[devildogteeth]

ABOUT DEVILDOGTEETH

[ GENERAL ]

X BUNNY.

X they/them & he/him.

X 23 years old.

X GENDERQUEER. BISEXUAL. POLYAMOROUS. AFAB.

X this blog contains: NSFW/NSFT, gore, knives, religious themes, teeth.

X everything is from a sub/bottom perspective <3

X minors, detrans/misgendering, TERFS, or MAPS. DO NOT INTERACT.

X DO NOT REBLOG my posts if your blog is women-only/men dni/exclusively wlw, thank you.

[ TAG SYSTEM ]

< religious imagery > religious imagery posts.

< bruised / bloody / begging for more > pain. gore. knives. blood. hickeys. bruises.

< neon glow of the night > neon & bright image posts.

< i spilt wine all on my white tee > fashion. accessories. inspiration.

< blasphemous intend > religious + sinful themed posts.

< teeth speaks mind > text posts written by me.

< shut you mouth / the angels are listening > long nsfw text posts.

< lips wrapped around ring-clad fingers > nsfw image & video posts.

< helter skelter around his little finger > the one with the dreamboat look.

< a grin wrapped in lips full of death > the one setting my soul ablaze.

< he's been loop-the-looping around my mind > the one with the golden look.

< teeth uses they/them & he/him > wrong pronouns used in post.

< like a true believer / his favourite kind > audio posts.

< bunny ears > pretty bunny.

< stone cold miracle > voice kink.

< love like an ache in the jaw > oral fixation.

< cherry-stained fingertips > hands.

< heart !!! > my favourite posts.

< love on his fingers / lust on my tongue > filled.

< summat’s in me teeth > animalistic. beer. leeuw.

[valleyofblood]

I need to shatter some old man hips