#build a bear husky

[amanda-axolotl]

Old Man Balto finally gets his assistance vest.

I've been searching ages to find and purchase this old fashioned build a bear service dog vest and it's finally here! My old security plushie is fully restored to as much as he can be!

15 years old and he lost his fluffy fur (dryer incident), the original plastic of his nose has been replaced, the cardboard bone tag has been replaced with a metal one.

Balto has been through it all with me and he's still kicking. Looking like an old man.

[siliconosaurus]

Build-a-Bear Luulla Stuffed Animal

[diabloindigo]

Build A Bear purple gumdrop husky plush

[doyouhavethisplush]

Do you have this plush?

Sony the Husky Kennel Pal, by Build-A-Bear

[misswynters]

Ekko eating you out

featuring. ekko x fem! reader

warnings. smut (18+), fingering, the reader getting eaten out, ekko being a munch (lol is that the right term?), first time this type of smut :/

Ekko knelt at the edge of the bed, his warm palms gliding along the soft skin of your thighs, gripping them just hard enough to leave a memory of his touch. The dim light in the room cast shadows on his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jaw and the glint of his piercing eyes as they stayed fixed on you.

“You look beautiful like this,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. His thumbs rubbed slow, circular patterns against your clit, his grip tightening every time your hips squirmed in anticipation.

Your breathing hitched as he leaned forward, his lips brushing over the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. His touch sent shivers cascading down your spine, and a soft whimper escaped your lips.

“Patience, babe,” he teased, his breath hot against you. “Let me take my time with you.” His mouth trailed higher, each kiss more deliberate than the last, until his lips hovered just above your folds. Your body ached for him, the desire building with every second of his teasing.

When he finally pressed his mouth against them, the sensation felt amazing. A gasp tore from your lips as his tongue moved expertly, his pace unhurried yet devastatingly precise. He licked a slow, deliberate stripes, his tongue flattening against you before flicking upwards, and the soft wet, sounds filled the room.

“Fuck…” you slightly moaned, your hands clutching the sheets as your hips bucked involuntarily.

He chuckled against you, the vibrations sending a jolt of pleasure through your body. “Stay still for me,” he murmured, his voice almost a growl. His hands slid below your thighs linked his fingers together. He pressed his hands into your stomach, firmly holding against the mattress. “I’ve got you.”

His fingers joined afterwhile, one sliding inside you with ease, curling just right to find that perfect spot. The squelching noise that followed was hot, your arousal coating his fingers as he moved them in rhythm with his tongue.

“God, you’re so wet,” he muttered, his tone laced with admiration and desire. “You sound delicious, babe.”

Your head tipped back, a series of breathless moans escaping you as his movements became more insistent. The pace of his fingers, the kisses his mouth left, and the firm grip on your thighs had you trembling beneath him.

“Ekko, I—”

He looked up at you, his chin glistening, a wicked smirk playing on his lips. “You’re not goin’ anywhere until you are begging for me,” he said, his voice full of playful dominance.

Your legs tried to close instinctively at the overwhelming sensation, but his grip tightened, keeping you wide open for him. He pinned your thighs down with a possessive strength, his fingers digging into your thighs just enough to leave marks.

“Uh-uh,” he chided, his voice a mix of amusement and command. “Please stay still.” The wet slurping noises grew louder as he added another finger, the sensation of being stretched and filled making your body arch against his hold. His tongue moved in tandem, swirling and flicking in a way that had you crying out his name.

Your hands flew to his hair, tugging at his locks as the pleasure became almost too much to bear. “Ekko, please, I’m—” You began to push his head deeper into you trying to make yourself come faster.

“Not yet,” he cut you off, his voice dripping with authority. He pressed his fingers deeper inside of you, curling them perfectly as his tongue focused on your clit. "You'll get your chance to come."

Your thighs trembled under his strong grip, the tightness in your core building to an almost unbearable peak. Each movement of his tongue and fingers sent waves of pleasure crashing through you, the wet sounds echoing in the room showing just how completely he had unraveled you.

"Please"" you whimpered, your voice trembling as you teetered on the edge. "I can't-"

"Just a little more," he urged, his pace quickening. You could now hear him slurping all of your juices as you tried to hold it in. His grip on your thighs tightened even further, his nails digging into your thighs as he held you exactly where he wanted you. "I want you come all over my face."

His words were your undoing. With one last stroke of his tongue, the built up tension snapped, and you came undone with a cry of his name. Your body convulsed beneath him, your thighs trembling as he rode out your orgasm, his mouth and fingers relentless in their movements.

The slick, wet noises continued as he worked you through your high, his tongue savoring every last drop of your release. When you finally collapsed back onto the bed, trembling and spent, he pulled away, his lips and chin glistening as he smirked up at you.

"Damn," he said, his voice laced with pride and satisfaction. "You're even louder than I thought you'd be."

You shot him a weak glare, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath. "This was too much," you muttered, though the fondness in your tone was undeniable.

He chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to your inner thigh before finally releasing your legs. "You did great," he replied, his eyes warm as he crawled up to join you on the bed.

As he pulled you into his arms, his fingers tracing lazy circles on your back, you couldn't help but smile, your heart full and your body still buzzing from the hot feeling of his touch.

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[senascoop]

☁︎ . , SWEET NECTAR , L.HS ! 18+

PAIRING: boyfriend ! heeseung × girlfriend ! afab reader. SYNOPSIS: just a pussy drunk hee (had this in my drafts for a while) GENRE: smut, drabble, pwp. WARNING(S): nsfw, mdni, pussy eating, uses of pet names, a little fingering, cumming on tongue, a little kissing towards the end, dirty talk. WORD COUNT: 0.9k [ARCHIVE]

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Heeseung’s strong hands gripped your thighs, spreading them wide as he knelt between them. His piercing gaze locked onto your pussy, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in the sight of your glistening folds. You could feel the heat of his breath on your wet skin, making your core throb with anticipation.

“God, you look absolutely mouthwatering,” he growled, his voice husky with lust. “I’ve been craving this sweet pussy all day, and now I'm going to devour it like a starving man.”

He wasted no time, leaning in and burying his face between your thighs. His tongue, hot and eager, began to explore your folds, tracing every inch of your delicate flesh. He lapped up your juices, moaning at the taste of your arousal, his tongue delving deeper to reach your entrance.

“Mmm, you taste even better than I imagined,” he mumbled against your skin, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine. “I can't get enough of this perfect pussy.”

You gasped as his tongue found your clit, the sensitive bundle of nerves throbbing under his touch. He circled it teasingly, his tongue flicking rapid-fire over the swollen nub, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through your body. Your hands fisted in the sheets, your hips bucking involuntarily as he continued his relentless assault on your senses.

“Oh god, hee,” you whimpered, your voice breathy and needy. “That feels incredible. Please, don't stop.”

He chuckled, the sound muffled by your folds. “I’m not stopping, baby. I'm going to eat this pussy until you're begging me to fuck you senseless.”

True to his word, he increased his efforts, his tongue alternating between flicking your clit and plunging into your entrance. The combination of sensations was almost too much to bear, your body trembling on the edge of ecstasy.

“Fuck, I'm so close,” you panted, your nails digging into his shoulders. “Don't stop, please!”

Heeseung’s tongue never ceased its relentless assault on your quivering flesh, lapping and suckling at your dripping folds like a man starved. His eyes were glazed over with lust, his entire being focused solely on pleasuring you with his mouth. He was utterly consumed by the taste and scent of your arousal, driven to new heights of hunger by the intoxicating nectar flowing from your core.

“Fuck, I can't get enough of you,” he groaned, the words muffled against your slick petals. “You taste too fucking good, like the sweetest ambrosia. I want to drink from this perfect pussy forever.”

His hands gripped your thighs tighter, holding you open and exposed as he feasted on you. His tongue delved deep, plunging into your tight channel and curling to stroke your inner walls. Then he would drag the flat of his tongue up your slit, flicking rapidly over your engorged clit before diving back in for more.

Each thrust of his tongue sent sparks of electricity zinging through your nerve endings, building the coil of tension in your belly to an almost unbearable level. Your hips undulated shamelessly against his face, seeking more of that delicious friction. You were lost to everything but the feel of his mouth on you, drowning in a sea of sensation.

“Yes, yes, yes!” you chanted mindlessly, your voice high and thready with impending release. “Don't stop, please don't stop! I'm gonna...I'm gonna...”

Heeseung seemed to sense you were on the brink, doubling down on his efforts. He sealed his lips around your clit and sucked hard, his tongue vibrating against the sensitive bundle of nerves. At the same time, two fingers plunged knuckle-deep into your fluttering sheath, curling to hit that magic spot inside you.

The dual stimulation was your undoing. Your back arched off the bed as your climax crashed over you like a tidal wave, your inner muscles clamping down on his invading fingers. A hoarse scream tore from your throat, your vision whiting out from the intensity of your release.

As your orgasm subsides into aftershocks, Heeseung gentled his touch, licking and kissing your quivering flesh with an almost reverent tenderness. He placed soft, open-mouthed kisses along your inner thighs, soothing the slight sting left behind by his teeth. When he finally pulled away, his chin was glistening with your juices, his lips swollen and slick.

“You came so hard for me, baby,” he murmured, his voice rough with satisfaction. “I could feel your pussy squeezing my tongue, trying to pull me deeper.”

He crawled up your body, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses to your stomach, your ribs, the valley between your breasts. When he reached your lips, he captured them in a searing kiss, sharing the taste of your arousal. You moaned into his mouth, your arms coming up to wrap around his neck and draw him closer.

But as much as you reveled in the afterglow, you could feel a renewed ache building in your pussy. Heeseung’s rigid length pressed insistently against your thigh, and you knew he was just as far from sated as you were.

"Please,” you whimpered against his lips, your hips rolling restlessly against his. “I need you inside me. I need to feel you stretching me, filling me up.”

He groaned at your words, his control snapping. In one swift motion, he positioned himself at your entrance, the broad head of his cock nudging your slick folds.

“Fuck, you have no idea how badly I want to sink into this tight little cunt,” he gritted out, his hips flexing impatiently. “I'm going to ruin you for anyone else, make this pussy mine.”

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[pixieart777]

Did anybody else REALLY want the car? Just me? Lol

January 3, 2007

[driverlando]

🏎️ lando eating you out for the first time 🫣

It had been a quiet evening at home, the kind of night you both cherished. After a long day of work and training, you and Lando had settled on the couch with a movie, wrapped in each other’s arms. The intimacy of the moment was comforting, yet there was an unspoken tension in the air, a desire that had been building over the past few weeks.

You’d been dating for several months, and while you’d explored a lot together, there were still new territories left uncharted. Tonight felt like it could be one of those nights where boundaries would be pushed a little further.

As the credits rolled on the movie, you turned to Lando, your fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on his arm. He looked at you, his eyes soft and full of adoration. “What’s on your mind?” he asked, sensing the shift in your mood.

You bit your lip, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. “I’ve been thinking… maybe we could try something new tonight.”

His eyes darkened slightly with intrigue and desire. “Oh? What did you have in mind?”

You took a deep breath, deciding to be bold. “I want you to eat me out.”

Lando’s breath hitched, a slow smile spreading across his face. “I’ve been waiting for you to say that,” he murmured, his voice low and husky.

Before you knew it, he had scooped you up in his arms, carrying you to the bedroom. He laid you down gently on the bed, his eyes never leaving yours. The anticipation in the air was electric, your heart racing as he climbed onto the bed beside you.

He leaned down, capturing your lips in a slow, sensual kiss. His hands roamed your body, his touch sending shivers down your spine. He took his time, his kisses moving from your lips to your neck, then lower, until he was trailing soft kisses along your stomach.

“Relax,” he whispered, his breath hot against your skin. “I’m going to take care of you.”

You nodded, your body trembling with anticipation. Lando’s hands were gentle as they slid down to your thighs, parting them slowly. He settled between your legs, his eyes dark with desire as he looked up at you.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he said, his voice soft and reassuring.

“I won’t,” you breathed, your heart pounding in your chest. “I trust you.”

With that, Lando dipped his head, his lips pressing a soft kiss to your inner thigh. The sensation was unlike anything you’d ever felt, a mixture of warmth and pleasure that sent a shiver through your entire body. He continued his slow, deliberate kisses, inching closer and closer to your core.

When his lips finally met your folds, you gasped, your back arching off the bed. The sensation was overwhelming, a burst of pleasure that had you gripping the sheets. Lando’s tongue flicked out, tasting you for the first time, and you felt a rush of heat flood your body.

He took his time, exploring you with his mouth, his tongue moving in slow, deliberate strokes. The pleasure built slowly, each movement of his tongue sending waves of ecstasy through you. You moaned, your hands tangling in his hair, holding him closer as he worked you with a skill that left you breathless.

Lando seemed to know exactly what you needed, his tongue finding your clit and circling it with just the right amount of pressure. You cried out, your hips bucking against his mouth as he sucked gently, his fingers joining in to tease your entrance.

The dual sensation was almost too much to bear, your body trembling with the intensity of it. Lando’s fingers slipped inside you, curling just right, hitting that sweet spot that made you see stars. You gasped, your body arching off the bed as he brought you closer and closer to the edge.

“Lando,” you moaned, your voice trembling. “I’m so close.”

He didn’t stop, his mouth and fingers working in perfect harmony to push you over the edge. The pleasure built to an unbearable peak, your entire body tensing as you felt the orgasm wash over you, a wave of ecstasy that left you shaking.

You cried out his name, your vision going white with pleasure. Lando didn’t stop, his mouth continuing to work you through your orgasm, prolonging your pleasure until you were gasping for breath.

When he finally pulled back, his lips and chin glistening with your arousal, he looked up at you with a satisfied smile. “How was that?” he asked, his voice rough with desire.

You could barely speak, your body still trembling from the intensity of your orgasm. “Incredible,” you managed to say, your voice breathless.

Lando climbed back up your body, capturing your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. You could taste yourself on his lips, the sensation only adding to the lingering pleasure. “I’m glad,” he murmured against your lips. “Because I plan on doing that a lot more.”

You smiled, your fingers tracing the line of his jaw. “I’m not complaining,” you whispered, your heart swelling with love and contentment.

You spent the rest of the night wrapped in each other, exploring each other’s bodies with a newfound intimacy. Lando’s touch was tender and reverent, his love evident in every kiss, every caress. As the night turned into dawn, you knew that this was only the beginning of a deeper connection, a bond that would only grow stronger with time.

[amanda-axolotl]

Build a bear art of my boy Balto

[cupcakeinat0r]

Thinkin abt Dad bod! Miguel again…

Relationship weight gain is kinda inevitable when both parties are in absolute love with each other, and Miguel, despite being a total specimen, is no exception to this.

By now, you and Miguel have been dating for quite a bit, and you noticed Miguel getting a lil chunky. Not something you protested. At all. In fact, you were living for it. Yea, Miguel was gorgeous with those rock hard abs and that slutty waist of his that you were beginning to envy, but once his dad bod came in… dayum.

Miguel, however, did feel slightly embarrassed about it all, even though you reminded him everyday that he’s literally the most gorgeous man. Ever. It wasn’t about him, though. He was more concerned about you; that you wouldn’t see him the same way anymore, but you didn’t mind reassuring him a million times that he is all you want and ever need. Plus, it’s a dad bod, literally the best bod, like, c’mon now.

You’d watch him walk around the house with sweatpants on and no shirt, perky pecs (you could’ve sworn he had more titty than you, Jesus Christ), chest hair, pumped arms, fluffy abdomen and a tiny peek of a happy trail that could make your womanhood quiver. All that on full display for you and only you to ogle at. God, he was gorgeous. You, lying in bed, would bite your lip at the piece of work in front of you. Miguel was hunched over on his computer, which he dwarfed with his hands and build, reviewing some lab reports. Your eyes traced along his muscles, some of his stretch marks, and the one or two rolls he had on his side. How can a man look so delicious even while working?

“Whatcha looking at, mama?” He doesn’t look up.

“Oh, nothing… just the most beautiful human being I’ve ever seen.”

He finally looks up from the computer and smiles at you.

“That’s all you, mamita.”

You smile back. You still get butterflies with this man. You reach your arms out.

“C’mere, come to bed. I need my teddy bear.”

He chuckles. “ya mismo, beba, I only have one more left. I’ll be right there.”

You drop your hands in defeat. He says only one more, but you knew it would take him at least like 30 minutes to look over those things. He likes to be real thorough with them. You loved that your man had brains, but sometimes you wish he would just relax once in a while.

An idea flickered in your mind.

“Baby…”

“Yea, mama?” He mumbles, eyes concentrated on his screen.

“…how many kids would you want?”

He immediately perks up. Oh, now you’ve got his undivided attention.

“Kids?” He says, almost a little too excited, “What made you think about that?”

“Ohhh, I dunno… it’s just that you’ve got this dad look goin’ and… it’s been making think, y’know?”

“‘Dad look’?” He says with a humored smile.

“Well yea… I really like it. You’re lookin husky and thick, it’s so… sexy.”

The computer has been officially closed. Your plan is working.

“Oh yea?” His voice becomes lower, more sensual, as he climbs onto bed, his gaze becoming hungry. Miguel towers over you until he settles down on the comforter, nestled up right next to you, his thick thigh draped over both of yours. He rests his burly arm over your stomach, pulling you even closer to his warm body. Now that he lays next to you on the bed, you feel way smaller against him. You loved that.

“Mhm… it’s hard to not picture you with our future kids when you’re walking around here lookin’ like that. I’d make you such a cute daddy.” You coo, your hands brushing against his chest, playing with the hair there, occasionally caressing down to his soft mid-section. “Aw, baby… and I’d make you such a beautiful mommy,” Miguel groans into your neck, placing a kiss there, his hand goes up under his t shirt you’re wearing, caressing circles on your stomach as he imagines a bump there, “fuck, just thinking about you being pregnant makes me hot.“ His hand moves up to grab one of your breasts, giving it a light squeeze, his index finger giving your bud some attention, “and these filled with milk? coño, no puedo esperar.” He moans, his voice strained.

“So how many you want, daddy? Name a number and I’ll give em’ to you.”

Miguel just looks at you dumbfounded. He doesn’t know whether to get emotional or just pin you to the bed and fill you up with his kid to get a head start on this family. He thinks he’ll choose the latter.

“Mamita, I want however many you can give me.” he grabs you by the chin and smashes his lips against yours in a tongue-eating kiss. “Mmgonna look so pretty all swollen for me.” He then placed himself in between your legs, completely caging you in his broad shoulders and arms, his belly brushing up against your stomach. It’s not the only thing you feel, as you also feel his thick hard on when his hips start grinding against your weeping cunt.

“Mi princesita wants to make me a daddy, huh?” He says in a mocking voice. You nod, making a timid noise, aroused by his dominance. You look down to see a wet spot on his sweatpants, his precum seeping through from your little daddy talk no doubt. His mouth sucks and nips at the delicate skin on your neck, your shirt being hastily raised, your now wet panties shortly following the shirt. You’re in for it now. A victorious smirk growing on your face knowing that that last report would be saved for another day.

“Baby, What about your report?”

“It can wait.”

Spoiler alert: He rails you like a dog in heat, cream pies you multiple times, and makes sure none of it goes to waste!!! <3333 u got what u wanted!!! Yay!!!

A/n: He is very gorjus to me, ur honor!!! <33333

Want more DadBod!Miguel ? Here’s my master list, bae!!!

[diabloindigo]

Build-A-Bear Mini Beans holiday mini plush (Luulla the blue husky)

[fanbasetwo]

✦ SWEET NECTAR ┊ ANTON

001. PAIRING , bf ! anton × afab reader

002. SYNOPSIS , just a pussy drunk anton

003. WARNING(S) , NSFW, MDNI, pussy eating, uses of pet names, a little fingering, cumming on tongue, a little kissing towards the end, dirty talk.

004. WORD COUNT , 0.9k

Anton’s strong hands gripped your thighs, spreading them wide as he knelt between them. His piercing gaze locked onto your pussy, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in the sight of your glistening folds. You could feel the heat of his breath on your sensitive skin, making your core throb with anticipation.

He wasted no time, leaning in and burying his face between your thighs. His tongue, hot and eager, began to explore your folds, tracing every inch of your delicate flesh. He lapped up your juices, moaning at the taste of your arousal, his tongue delving deeper to reach your entrance.

“Mmm, you taste even better than I imagined,” he mumbled against your skin, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine. “I can't get enough of this perfect pussy.”

“God, you look absolutely mouthwatering,” he growled, his voice husky with lust. “I've been craving this sweet pussy all day, and now I'm going to devour it like a starving man.”

You gasped as his tongue found your clit, the sensitive bundle of nerves throbbing under his touch. He circled it teasingly, his tongue flicking rapid-fire over the swollen nub, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through your body. Your hands fisted in the sheets, your hips bucking involuntarily as he continued his relentless assault on your senses.

He chuckled, the sound muffled by your folds. “I'm not stopping, baby. I'm going to eat this pussy until you're begging me to fuck you senseless.”

True to his word, he increased his efforts, his tongue alternating between flicking your clit and plunging into your entrance. The combination of sensations was almost too much to bear, your body trembling on the edge of ecstasy.

“Fuck, I'm so close,” you panted, your nails digging into his shoulders. “Don't stop, please!”

Anton’s tongue never ceased its relentless assault on your quivering flesh, lapping and suckling at your dripping folds like a man possessed. His eyes were glazed over with lust, his entire being focused solely on pleasuring you with his mouth.

He was utterly consumed by the taste and scent of your arousal, driven to new heights of hunger by the intoxicating nectar flowing from your core.

“Oh god,” you whimpered, your voice breathy and needy. “That feels incredible. Please, don't stop.”

His hands gripped your thighs tighter, holding you open and exposed as he feasted on you. His tongue delved deep, plunging into your tight channel and curling to stroke your inner walls. Then he would drag the flat of his tongue up your slit, flicking rapidly over your engorged clit before diving back in for more.

Each thrust of his tongue sent sparks of electricity zinging through your nerve endings, building the coil of tension in your belly to an almost unbearable level. Your hips undulated shamelessly against his face, seeking more of that delicious friction. You were lost to everything but the feel of his mouth on you, drowning in a sea of sensation.

“Fuck, I can't get enough of you,” he groaned, the words muffled against your slick petals. “you taste too fucking good, like the sweetest ambrosia. I want to drink from this perfect pussy forever.”

Anton seemed to sense you were on the brink, doubling down on his efforts. He sealed his lips around your clit and sucked hard, his tongue vibrating against the sensitive bundle of nerves. At the same time, two fingers plunged knuckle-deep into your fluttering sheath, curling to hit that magic spot inside you.

The dual stimulation was your undoing. Your back arched off the bed as your climax crashed over you like a tidal wave, your inner muscles clamping down on his invading fingers. A hoarse scream tore from your throat, your vision whiting out from the intensity of your release.

As your orgasm subsided into aftershocks, Anton gentled his touch, licking and kissing your quivering flesh with an almost reverent tenderness. He placed soft, open-mouthed kisses along your inner thighs, soothing the slight sting left behind by his teeth. When he finally pulled away, his chin was glistening with your juices, his lips swollen and slick.

“Yes, yes, yes!” you chanted mindlessly, your voice high and thready with impending release. “Don't stop, please don't stop! I'm gonna...I'm gonna...”

He crawled up your body, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses to your stomach, your ribs, the valley between your breasts. When he reached your lips, he captured them in a searing kiss, sharing the taste of your arousal. You moaned into his mouth, your arms coming up to wrap around his neck and draw him closer.

But as much as you reveled in the afterglow, you could feel a renewed ache building in your core. Anton’s rigid length pressed insistently against your thigh, hot and heavy, and you knew he was just as far from sated as you were.

“You came so hard for me, baby,” he murmured, his voice rough with satisfaction. “I could feel your pussy squeezing my tongue, trying to pull me deeper.”

“Please, Anton,” you whimpered against his lips, your hips rolling restlessly against his. “I need you inside me. I need to feel you stretching me, filling me up.”

He groaned at your words, his control snapping. In one swift motion, he positioned himself at your entrance, the broad head of his cock nudging your slick folds.

“Fuck, you have no idea how badly I want to sink into this tight little cunt,” he gritted out, his hips flexing impatiently. “I’m going to ruin you for anyone else, make this pussy mine.”

NOTE : don't mind me. just taking this drabble outta my enha blog to add in here.

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[starsandsuch]

Who’s crushing on you 👀💘🏹🧸💕

Who’s crushing on you 😬timeless + channeled messages

Pile 1:

A nerdy sort of person who is quiet and shy. They have a vivid inner dialogue but stoic demeanor. Witty and likes banter. Could like banter with you or wants to banter w you. I see they want to give you something but are overthinking and nervous a doing it. Like a piece of jewelry or flowers.

Key details:

Tall & skinny

Blond

Sidereal Scorpio

Mercury dominant

Fluffy gown, like a wedding dress

Striped shirts

Pile 2:

Right away I get that they’re funny. Like they know exactly how to make you laugh. It’s so effortless for them. The crush can be mutual 🥸 or there’s some friends to lovers type beat going on. I see them being popular, knowing a lot of people. They can smile a lot.

Key details:

Jaguar

Football shoulder pads

Non binary

Chips & guac

Big hugs

4343

Pile 3:

This person is a romantic forsure. They seem smooth and charismatic. They always know what to say, when to say it , how to say it , and who to say it to. Calculated masterminds. Not in a manipulative way, they just know social strategy well. It gives Chuck Bass vibes. 😂 no but they are so intently focused on you, studying you. Calculating their next move to you.

What I’m seeing is that you come up top of their mind, when it comes to ppl they’re attracted too. Like everyone else is just ehh , cute , whatever. But when it comes to you they perk up mad hard like a dog 😳😬😭. They disguise this crush well, you have a feeling they have this crush but it’s not for certain to you. But to them you’re a 5 star chick ⭐️

Key details

Romeo

Burgundy

33

Smirk

Sly

Playground

Not invited

Pile 4:

I see a woman crushing on you. Someone who has a husky / bulky build. You likely don’t know them at all or see them only in passing. This could be a lgbtq pile. No matter the gender they are kind, polite. Like looking out for people. They have protective vibes, looks like a teddy bear. I see them liking you but not acting on the crush or feeling like ur out of their league.

Key details:

Charity

Fish

Glasses

Ramona

East coast

Cafeteria

Snow

Abbot elementary

[ssongsboo]

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⟢ i can’t find another you .ᐟ

the air in the room was heavy with heat, the low glow of the bedside lamp casting shadows over jay’s bare shoulders. his hands were everywhere- palming your thighs, sliding up over your hip, gripping you like he couldn't bear to let go. he hovered over you, his hand feeling up your thigh to hook it around his waist, his lips brushing your jaw as he whispered, "ready for me?"

you nodded, your body already trembling with anticipation. he pressed against your entrance, teasing you with shallow movements before easing in, his forehead dropping to your shoulder.

he wasn't even fully hard yet, the stretch less demanding but no less intoxicating. the weight of him inside you sent a shiver down your spine, and you felt every subtle shift as he pushed deeper. at his first, it felt like an intimate promise, his body molding into yours with each shallow thrust. but then, something changed. with every slow glide, every deliberate roll of his hips, you could feel him swelling inside you. it wasn't immediate, but gradual- his dick growing thicker and harder, the stretch becoming more pronounced with every passing second.

your walls fluttered around him instinctively, adjusting as he filled you more completely. the sensation was unlike anything you'd ever felt before: a slow, almost teasing build of tension that left you trembling beneath him. the way he thickened inside you made every movement feel deeper, more intense, the friction sending a delicious heat spiraling through your body.

jay groaned above you, the sound low and wrecked.

"fuck," he rasped, his voice husky and raw, hips rolling lazily against yours. "you feel so good... so tight around me."

you clenched around him instinctively, a moan escaping your lips at the sensation. "jay," you breathed, hands gripping his shoulders. "i can feel you... growing inside me. stretching me more... filling me so much."

he froze for a moment, lifting his head to meet your gaze, his pupils blown wide with desire. "yeah?" he murmured, his tone wrecked, a slow smirk tugging at his lips. "you like that, baby? like feeling what you do to me?"

his words sent heat pooling in your stomach, and your nails dug into his back as he began to move again, deeper this time, the stretch almost overwhelming. every thrust brought more of him, filling you completely until you were gasping his name.

"fuck, you're perfect," he groaned, his teeth grazing your neck as his hips snapped against yours. "you’re gonna drive me fucking crazy."

the pace quickened, his control slipping with every moan you gave him. jay’s hands gripped your hips firmly, pulling you closer, pressing you deeper into the mattress as he claimed you completely.

"you feel that?" he growled, his voice rough and heavy with need. "feel how hard you've made me?"

you nodded frantically, your body arching into his as pleasure consumed you. "yes," you gasped. "so good... you're so good, jay."

now fully hard, the pressure was almost overwhelming. the stretch had gone from manageable to intoxicating, every thrust dragging against your sensitive walls in a way that made you shudder. he felt impossibly big, like he was designed to fit you perfectly, and the way he moved- slow and purposeful, his hips grinding against yours- only intensified the sensation.

"you’re so tight," jay groaned, his voice barely controlled as he picked up his pace. "so perfect for me."

and as he thrust deeper, his dick now fully swollen and filling you completely, it felt like he was everywhere- inside you, on you, in the air between your lips as he kissed you hungrily. each movement sent a new wave of pleasure rolling through your body, leaving you utterly wrecked and clinging to him, completely consumed by the way he made you feel.

you could only moan in response, your body tightening around him as pleasure surged through you. his name fell from your lips like a prayer, and he caught it with his mouth, kissing you hungrily, devouring every sound you made.

jay pulled back just enough to look down at where your bodies were joined, his pupils blown wide.

"you’re gonna ruin me," he whispered hoarsely, his fingers tangling with yours as his pace became relentless.

[2-dsimp]

I remember hearing from bird owners on the internet never to pet a bird's wings and back due to it arousing the bird, so many bird owners say to just pet their heads.

So, if someone where to "accidentally" brush past a certain Harpy's wings and lower back, or to playfully mess with the feathers a bit, how would said harpy react?

Love to mess with others and want to rile up Lynx a bit heh

Cw: Fem! Reader, NSFW🔞 creampie, knotting, praise, Lynx being a horny birb, overestimation, cum inflation, breeding, exhibition, use of public toilet stall, possessive/obsessive tendencies. Slight degradation.

Synopsis: You decided it would be a good idea to figuratively and literally ruffle the harpy’s feathers and you ended up getting more of a reaction than you bargained for.

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"My muse~ you know how I can’t bear to resist you on a daily basis.”

The harpy scolded, his voice low and husky with desire. Using his clawed hands to cover your lips in order for your explicit sounds not to escape the bathroom stall y’all were currently boxed inside of.

“So Why would you do that when I was just about to be handed my Grammy?"

The singer could feel himself getting closer, his own pleasure building up inside of him as he continued to pound into you relentlessly. He struggled to hold on, gritting his teeth as he tried to savor the five minutes. That he so desperately asked for, just to momentarily hold off on accepting his trophy for having the best selling album.

Using the excuse that he needed to use the bathroom to get rid of his cold feet. When in reality the moment you ruffled his sensitive feathers. Lynx damned near almost snatched you up and fucked you on stage. But thinking about his managers pleas on not causing havoc. The birdman instead hustled you into the nearest bathroom stall.

“You must’ve done this on purpose. Did you really want me to give you my knot that badly baby?"

He panted, relishing in the harsh wet smacks of his balls against your plump ass. His long lashes fluttered shut as he humped you frantically knowing that time was running out. Twitching sporadically as his fleshy pointed cock. Kept spurting out copious amounts of clear precum which continually fattened you up.

"Fuck! You’re sucha bad girl, getting me all worked up. I can feel your juices splashing on my knot, such a dirty chicky you are~”

The Harpy no doubt felt his impending orgasm threatening to burst from his leaking dick. like a pressurized dam, his family jewels throbbing to unload his hot jizz inside of you. As he felt you squirting on his meaty rod that was hitting all your weak spots.

"Imma stuff you up with so much cum, that your gonna leave a snail trail wherever you go. That way people will know that you’re taken."

Lynx trilled melodically, his tail feathers swishing as his plumaged fluffed up from the sensation of your cunt clenched down on his length that was bullying its way against your womb.

“You’d like that right? My pretty mate? Of course you would!”

He nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck biting and licking at the sweat dripping from your skin. Not even taking not of how you were crying fat tears of overstimulation from being stuffed to the brim with his growing knot lodged inside your clammy walls. His shaft still fucking itself into your weeping quim as he prepared to let go. Since it was almost time for him to get back stage and accept his reward ceremony.

“Don’t worry I’ll take care of you more later on, so for now just open up that cute womb of yours so I can flood it with my hatchlings yeah?”

With a bodily shudder racking through him he pressed his body flush against you. His wings hugging you within a protective cocoon. Whilst he released his hot harpy sperm deep inside of you, filling you up completely with his seed. He let out a breathy, guttural keen of exhilaration as he continued to ride his high inside of you, his knot still expanding in depth within your pussy as he proceeded to ground himself empty completely inside of you.

"Mmm, you feel s-so good, my muse�� You think I can squeeze in one more load inside of your pretty pussy?"

Lynx drawled out , his voice scratchy and needy as he slowed down his movements. The Harpy stayed inside of you, his cock still twitching as he enjoyed the feeling of being buried deep inside of you. From hearing your small moans in response his penis already returned to half mast eager to fuck another batch of his baby batter inside you.

[hitomisuzuya]

Scara feeling so good he can’t help but start speaking Japanese as he stuffs us full <3

His moans and whimpers become louder as he pushes himself to the edge, his hands gripping our body so hard it will leave bruises , then he starts moaning in Japanese <33 I love that man so much

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Possessive Scara.

Thank you for requesting this😳 I am navigating this piece's dialogue entirely through Google translate so bear with me 😅 I love Scaramouche so so much.

The closer Scaramouche got to cumming, the louder his husky moans became. You thought you could hear soft, broken whimpers between his moans. It was a curious sound for Scaramouche to make.

That said he was feeling really good. Groaning, his skin slapped against yours, pressing deep, possessive bruises into your hips. His cock throbbed as it stretched your walls apart, his whole body practically quivering from bliss as he kissed his cock firmly into your sweet spot.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, your back arching off the bed. You rocked your hips up as best you could to keep up with his unforgiving pace. Your fingernails racked up his back, making him hiss.

"Kuso, anatawa totemo kitsuku nureteimasu. Watashiwa zen'budesu. Watashiwa anatao horoboshimasuyo baka son'nani onaka ippaini shiteageruyo," His head dropped down into the crook of your neck, nuzzling his cheek against it. (Fuck, you are so tight. So wet. All for me. I am going to ruin you, slut. I'll fill you so full.)

Picking his head up from your neck, one hand left your hips to grasp your jaw. "Dan'nasamo mite watashiwa anatao kusoni shiteimasu," He demanded, leaving his cock pushed up against your sweet spot, nearly collapsing on top of you as he whimpered in pleasure. (Look at your Master while I am fucking you.)

Scaramouche couldn't help but babble in Japanese to you. Your cunt just felt that fucking good clenching on his cock. You sounded so so sweet, moaning and crying out for him not to stop.

Leaning down, he captured your lips in a sloppy, open mouthed kiss. He was close, so close. His approaching orgasm made some of his thrusts sloppy. His indigo eyes looked glassy from pleasure, biting your lower lip as he pulled away.

You did as you were told, looking up at him. Writhing underneath him, you relaxed submissively in his bruising grip. His thumb swiped away the drool rolling from the corner of your mouth.

Scaramouche rested his forehead on yours. "Anatawa watashino monodesu kikoemasuka. Watashino subete wa fakkushite tanoshimu tamedesu," He needed to cum inside of you so badly. (You are mine, do you hear me? All mine to fuck and enjoy.)

You clung to him, your hand finding the back of his head to lovingly stroke his hair. He bent one of your knees up to your chest so he could fuck himself deeper inside of you. He nearly drooled when he saw a buldge poke up in your stomach.

You choked back a sob of pleasure, your fingernails digging into the back of his head. "Ieyo shofu watashiga anatakara kikitai kotoo oshietekudasai,"" He moaned, pounding his cock pounding mindlessly inside of you. (Say it, whore. Tell me what I want to hear from you.)

Your moans were now starting to bleed into whimpers, each harsh thrust building your orgasm up to toe curling proportions. "I love you, Scara! I love you so much! Cum inside of me, please!" You cried out, his name tearing from your throat in a scream as the knot of your orgasm threatened to break apart.

Hearing you practically scream and plead with him to cum inside of you pushed him over the edge. Archon, he loves and treasures you so much. You were always so sweet, and submissive to him while he fucked you dumb on his cock.

"Ikodayo kawaikodayo watashiwa kumudesu " Scaramouche left his cock buried into your sweet spot, whimpering when his cock suddenly throbbed and ribboned cum inside of you. Hearing you tell him you love him never failed to make him cum. He never believed someone so fiercely before, thinking I love you was three silly words humans carelessly flung around without understanding what it really means to say them. (My good girl, my sweet girl. Cum for me.)

Your orgasm washed over you, making your whole body seize up in pleasure. You felt every throb of his cock as it spilled cum inside of you.

Scaramouche let out a volley of curses in Japanese, moaning in bliss feeling your release gush around his cock. A white ring formed on his cock as he relentlessly fucked the cum that leaked out around his cock back inside of you.

Once he was satisfied, he collapsed on top of you. Panting, Scaramouche left his cock buried inside of you.

He didn't want to pull out of you just yet.