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I wanted to get some writing done but the past two weeks have been brutal with brain fog, memory issues, and trouble forming words so I tried making something that was a bit closer to a character's stream of consciousness than anything else.
Link is not sure what to do with emotions XD
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With Your Touch, Part 8
Summary: There's some things that need to be discussed
Pairings: Lloyd Hansen x Reader
Rating: explicit
Warnings: Â explicit language, explicit sexual content, D/s dynamics, teasing, fingering, degradation, praise kink, humiliation kink, toy play, slight voyeurism, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of cum play, bit of breeding kink, mentions of spanking, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 6.1K
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Lloyd leans into Lylaâs bedroom, smiling at you unable to leave her. You donât say anything, or even move, you just stare at the precious Lyla Bee. A soft smile turns your mouth up. So often you show your love for her. It isnât something you have to do, itâs something you choose to do daily. Itâs the sexiest thing you can do. You love an extension to him.
Heâd have to make it official. Eventually give Lyla a sibling. Heâs enjoying playing with your body, but he seriously canât wait to see you swollen with him. To see you around your father and he understands the love that the two of you have. And he knows what a good girl that you are.
Lloyd fully intends on exploring your sweet obedient ways. He wants to push you to your limits, with your complete consent as well. âSheâs so beautiful,â you coo down at your daughter. You donât want anything in this world to ever harm her. If you could keep her this little you would. Freeze time so everything stays this sweet always.
Itâs an odd thing to accept that she wants you to be her mom, but also Lloyd. Thereâs no way that you could love her any more than you do, even if you birthed her. You could spend hours just looking at her. Watching how her lips pucker up, and she even makes smacking noises with her mouth when sheâs extra tired. She learns something new everyday, and you donât want to miss a second of her life.
Lloyd walks up behind you, wrapping both arms around your front. He settles his chin on your shoulder to stare at this beautiful angel with you. âShe really is. Sheâs spectacular.â
âI donât think her wants her daddy to go back to work,â Lloyd knows exactly what youâre trying to pull. Youâve been laying it on thick all week about his returning to work.
âI think her mama is trying to guilt trip her daddy into not leaving.â
âBut itâll be lonely out here,â he doesnât have to look at you to know that you're pouting. He doesnât want to ignore your fears, but also doesnât want to let you know that this is fully working on him. Heâd almost choose to never go back. But you need boundaries. And he has no problem giving them to you, and also enforcing them.
He inhales swiftly, turning his head to kiss on your neck, âIâm going to make it a point to come home every night. Sometimes maybe every other night,â you groan, pushing your ass into his back, and your eyes go wide. His soft kiss turns to a nibble on your neck as he walks you out of her bedroom.
âWhy are you hard?â
Groaning, he cups your covered mound, and you whimper. His hands are so large. Youâve had them in you. You still havenât gotten used to that. Lloyd Hansen has been inside of you. Swimming inside of you. âLloyd?â You whimper, and he drops his arms from around you, sitting on the couch with a plop, and you see his tightened jeans. âLloyd!â
âOh, shut up,â itâs playful, he grins at you. He rubs his hand over his bulge, smiling, âYou know, when she goes to sleep, itâs time for mama and daddy to have fun,â the sinful bastard, âBut first, we need to establish some boundaries.â
Your brow raises, while you look at him inquisitively, âDolly, itâs just to make sure that I never take advantage of your trust. You have no idea the ways I want to play and use your body, but you have to give me permission.â
âYou have it,â you earnestly answer. Your feet swish back and forth, eyes going glassy as you stare at him. Naturally going into a submissive state, Lloyd has a deep urge to destroy you like this. Just so he can lift you back up. He canât take advantage of something your body naturally craves.
âYou truly donât understand. Sit,â listening immediately, Lloyd grins, âGood girl. You listen well,â you preen, leaning towards him. âYou do well with praise. Noted,â he hums, staring over your body a moment. Youâre so reactive to him. Sitting up straighter, and shoulders shimmying. That slight smile tickling the edges of your plump mouth.
âI have very distinct â needs,â that didnât sound bad. âI havenât done relationships, and I fear that I could be too much,â that could be putting it lightly. Heâs extremely needy, and is prone to stress. He needs you to unwind.
âWhyâs that?â
âThereâs this bit of a humiliation mixed in with degradation that I enjoy,â inhaling sharply, you find yourself staring at the fabric of the couch. You didnât know how to press him for more information. âDo you want to be my slut?â You tremble, but nod your head. âWhy?â
âIâm just yours?â
âJust mine.â
âThatâs why,â Lloyd smirks, âIf I asked you to stop, would you?â He makes a weird noise with his mouth, looking up at you, âWhat does that mean?â
âSometimes in intense sessions, you say stop because you feel itâs what you should say, but you desperately donât want me to stop. Hence, the need for a safe word, and the need for me to read your body language. Safe word?â
You think long and hard. You know it needs to be something you wouldnât normally say out loud. Something easy to remember, easy to say, easy for him to understand even if you whisper it. âNightingale,â Lloyds eyes blink rapidly, and youâre afraid you said something wrong.
âItâs beautiful,â the smile that lights up your face has him feeling all fuzzy in his stomach. The way your body reacts to him is too addictive. Youâre more dangerous than he ever thought about being, âThe nightingale is often associated with Venus. I think thatâs perfect for you.â
âWhat do you mean by humiliation?â
Lloyd hisses between his teeth. His hands drag up his thighs, that one is a bit more complicated, âWhen my fingers are buried so deep into your cunt, do you want me to tell you that youâre taking my fingers like my sloppy little slut?â You look just like a puppy. Nodding your head, and scooting closer to Lloyd. âDo you want me to make you clean up your mess with your tongue for my own enjoyment before I let you fuck yourself with my cock?â
Gulping you nod, âYes.â
âWhat about what I mentioned last night? Put the toy version of my cock inside of you, pulling your panties up, and asking you to pour me some bourbon. Maybe ask you to get on your knees to wipe something out of the floor, and I can stare at that toy puckering out your lingerie while you crawl around?â
âMy god, yes,â youâre such a slut. Maybe itâs a slut for him. Possibly a slut for the praise, but regardless, a slut. âYes. I want to play with the little Lloyd toys.â
He chuckles. Reaching over to a drawer, and retrieves out the little toy. Heâs bright pink. âOoh! I want to call him LJ,â it didnât take a genius to know why you wanted to call the toy that. âWhat do you want me to do?â
âI want you to behave, and listen. Stop pouting,â his voice is still soft, but the command is obvious. âI want you free use,â you furrow your brows, staring into his eyes. âAnytime I want you, I can use you. With discretion of course. I will never fully share you. I will never let another man look upon your body if you donât want it. I-I,â he stutters, âI want you to explore your sexuality. If you want someone to join us, I would consider it, but everything is with your say so.â
âWait another man in the bed with us?â he watches your face intently. Making note of how youâre not disgusted, youâre curious.
âOr woman,â you scrunch your nose up, shaking your head no, âItâs not that bad.â
âI just donât want to share you.â
âI know you donât, sweetheart. But sometimes we just have to get it in when we can, and if youâre dripping with my seed, youâll just have to suck it up, even if people are around,â you are a peculiar and funny little thing. Trying to work out different scenarios. âLetâs say that there is a visitor here, and weâre in the middle of something. We finish up as much as we can. But maybe I canât fully clean you up. I get off on knowing that you're soaked in my cum, while we have company.â
âYes,â one simple word is all that he needs to hear. You are truly a slut for him. For wearing him. He reaches over towards you, tugging at the hem of your shirt, and you pull it off with so much enthusiasm. Lloyd leans over just a bit for an open mouth kiss on each nipple. Kissing and sucking on the tender flesh until theyâre peaked and pebbled up.
âTake off your bottoms,â you listen. âSuch an obedient little one. Now, turn around. I want you laying back on my thigh,â this time you donât move as quickly. Stubbing up and pouting at him. Refusing to listen to his command, and he slaps at the side of your rear. âBehave, and do as I said, so I can play with you and LJ.â
You may huff, but you listen. Laying back on him, and he taps on your thighs to spread your legs wide open. âWhat other colors of the little Lloyds are there?â
He leans over your body, gazing intently at your split before he barely flicks your sensitive pearl, âOne is blue, and the other is purple,â he is too enthralled in your clit, and youâre becoming too aroused to pay attention. âWhat are their names?â
âUmmâŠâ
Waiting too long, he squeezes your bundle of nerves between his thumb and forefinger, causing you to arch your back in surprise, âWhat are their names?â
âL-L-Leonard,â that isnât what he was expecting. âThe blue one, heâs Leonard. The purple is â heâs,â you look down your body, watching as Lloyd plays with you. Comparing the thickness of his fingers to your body. But itâs not overtly sexual. Heâs having fun exploring your folds. âHis name is â Lennon.â
All L names. You would do that. âYou do realize I could have you airtight without me ever being inside of you? I could have LJ in your tight little pussy, Leonard in your ass, and Lennon in your mouth. Watching you go dumb on three cocks that might be shaped like me, but theyâre not. And then if you get extra desperate, I could push myself in your cunt. Right beside LJ. Do you think you can handle four of my cocks?â
âNo,â he plunges a finger into your warmth, and you try To capture his eyes. He didnât look disappointed, but he does seem less animated. You donât like seeing him like that. You want him to look proud, âBut I would try.â
âSuch an eager little whore. Thatâs why I like you, you know. You would do anything to please me, wouldnât you?â Breathlessly you answer him. Nodding your head as he dips another finger into your body. Having you spread out, naked, and vulnerable is his favorite. Heâs fully clothed, but he gets to look at the work of art that is you.
Venturing deeper into your cunt, he watches your face with every small movement he makes. Learning what makes you tick, and what you enjoy. Listening to the change of your breathing, and the slight differences in your sounds. And then pulls out of you too soon. He caresses your lips with his fingers, making the pillows look glossy with your essence. And then his meaty fingers go into his mouth where he sucks off the rest of your honey, âHmm, you taste so sweet.â
He licks his lips, reaching over to grab LJ, and brings it to your mouth, and you suck on him enthusiastically. Trying to show him how much of the toy you can take, but he pulls it out of your mouth, and lowers it to your entrance. Lloyd teases the toy around your hole, and without commandment, you spread out further. Angling your body for easier entrance. He slowly breeches through your walls.
His mouth falls open right along with yours as he studies your body opening up, and accommodating him, LJ. The sounds that your body makes is a symphony, ringing in your home. He becomes obsessed with you. Pushing and pulling out the hot pink toy. Your slick coats the fake version of him. Each push into you, he goes deeper.
Deeper.
Deeper still.
Until he can push it in balls deep, and he holds it there. You took every inch. Every thick veiny inch of the fake him. His free hand cups your breast, and he pinches on your swollen nipple. Perfect. You take him so well. While you may have your toys, he has you as his toy. The things he could do to you. Itâs not even innately about sex with you as much as giving you pleasure. He finds pleasure in that.
Youâre so reactionary to being filled with him that it nearly makes him weak thinking about you waddling around the house with this stupid dick inside of you. Have you get on all fours while you simulate backing up on him. God, your body is immaculate.
âLloyd,â you pant out, looking between him, and the immobile toy. You need something else, and heâs not giving it to you. Itâs both frustrating, and hot as fuck, and it confuses your brain, âLloyd? Daddy?â
âYes, baby?â
âI want to come.â
âYouâre such a sweet girl. Can I just play with you?â Your body needs some release. It needs anything besides this torturous nothingness. âWhy donât you play with your clit, and let me just watch you get yourself off.â
His eyes look over to the clock, and he smiles. Still holding that stupid toy fully in you. The depth of it gives your belly a funny feeling. An ache you canât explain. It doesnât hurt, itâs not fully uncomfortable, but it is different. âUse both hands. Spread those lips far apart, and let me see that cute little swollen clit of yours.â
You follow his instructions. Letting him see the button before creating tight circles on your body. Your hips start to buck up as you imitate sex. Rocking on the couch just to make your tits bounce. Putting on a show for him so he will want to fuck you. Will want to at least let you come.
Your body climbs with pleasure, and you close your eyes. Envisioning that he is hovering over you. Pushing his length as deep as he can, and a lewd moan escapes your puckered lips. He feels so good deep in your body. He feels good with his weight over you. Filling you up with every inch of him, and with his load right in your belly. âDaddy, Iâm so close.â
âThere you go, princess. Youâre right there arenât you?â Giving him a head nod, he takes his hand off the toy. Bringing both of them to your tits, and he tweaks, and pinches them. Watching as your swaying body creates the friction with the toy you needed. Sucking the hot pink rod into your body, and lifting up so it pulls out. Little desperate slut, âSuch a needy little slut. Youâre taking every inch of that pretty little cock. ButâŠâ
Lloyd doesnât get to finish his sentence. His fingers let go of your tits, and he pulls your hands off your body. Keeping them spread so you canât touch yourself, but your body still searches for movement. âShh,â he says, but youâre too busy trying to jump over the edge of euphoria. âDolly, donât you hear the doorbell ringing?â
âWhat?â You halt. Listening with haggard breaths, and the doorbell rings again. âLloyd, no!â
âDonât pout. Just get dressed. Leave the dick inside of you,â you gawk at him. âI said what I said, Dolly. Dressed, with the dick still inside your body. âItâs just Ari. He arrives almost directly on the dot when I ask him.â
You sit up, starting to pull the wretched pink toy out of your body, and Lloyd tsks you. âI donât want this in me when Ari is here.â
âDo you remember what we said just moments before?â
âYeah, but you tricked me. You knew he was coming tonight.â
He actually rolls his eyes at you before grabbing your chin, âWhatâs your safe word?â You shake your head no, âEither say it, or put your fucking clothes on,â you stare at him a moment, unmoving. âEach second I count is how many spankings youâre getting. One,â you donât dare move. You can be just as stubborn as him. âTwo. Three. Four. Five.â
You cross your arms over your chest. Trying to ignore him. âSix. Seven.â
âFine!â Your voice is a bit raised as you reach for your shorts. Leaving the panties in the floor, and hope they embarrass him. And you grab your shirt. Asshole. He sits there with his legs crossed looking awfully proud of himself. âArenât you going to open the door?â You ask him. He got too comfortable, and now youâre dressed, and still aching to find some release that is just right out of your grasp.
âNope. You are,â your mouth falls open. âGo on, princess. Let daddyâs friend in. Heâs been waiting on you to act like the good girl I know you are,â fucking tease. Standing up. You wince. Not in pain but because the movement sends an odd sense of pleasure through your body. âAriâs waiting. Go on, waddle for me, baby.â
You arenât going to waddle. You wonât give him the satisfaction. Youâre going to walk very oddly, sure. But you hold your chin up high. Refusing to let him know you see his cocky little smile as you make your way to the front door. Smiling up at Ari as you open the door.
His eyes drift down your front with a smirk before he walks past you and into the living room. And you stand at the front door, trying to regulate your breathing. You arenât going to let him see you struggle. âSweetheart, Ari and I would like something to drink.â
The fucking asshole. This is so wrong, and still thereâs that part of you that enjoys it way too much. A sexual secret that you and Lloyd share, while you have company. Knowing that Lloyd knows what is inside of you. Wonder how heâd feel if Ari knew. If Ari saw. You get the most devilish grin on your face. You didnât care if people knew that Lloyd could destroy you with his dick. And Ari is bound to know all the sick twisted ways Lloyd gets off.
âDid you mean for her to answer the door with her nipples hard as a rock?â Ari motions his head toward the discarded panties on the floor. Lloyd would get you all worked up right before Ari came here. Edging is his favorite hobby.
âYou should see my dick,â Ari rolls his eyes as he settles back into the couch, and then he makes a face of disgust before moving to the chair. âWhy did you do that?â
âYouâre on a couch with a hard on. Your girlfriend is walking around in short shorts, bra less, and nipples protruding. And that spot was warm,â chuckling, Lloyd pops his fingers into his mouth, moaning, âYouâre truly sick. You know that?â
âHave you seen her?â
âI think youâve seen enough of her,â Lloyd scoffs. His crystal eyes roam down the hall, trying to listen to hear what youâre doing. He hopes youâre fucking yourself. Knowing how frustrated you are, he hopes youâre doing something to get yourself off. Heâll watch the footage when Ari leaves.
âLloyd, everyone is getting restless. You either need to take an extended break, and let me resume power, or come back. But the mercenaries need to know whatâs going on. You canât hole up here with your slut forever.â
âYouâre not saying that in a derogatory way are you?â Ari shakes his head no. âI mean, she is my slut. Sheâs my girlfriend, Lylaâs mom, my future baby mama, future wife,â Ari clears his throat, âWhat?â
âThatâs another thing. Someone got wind of Candy sniffing around. Me thinks she knows how much youâre worth, and either sheâll hold Lyla over yours and her head, or youâll have to pay her off.â
âWrite her a check,â Lloyd grunts suddenly. The idea of that woman coming and taking Lyla from you is sick. She didnât even give her daughter a name!
âSee the problem with women like her, sheâll always come back for more. You need it legally settled that you and Dolly are her parents. The lawyers are drawing up a petition for adoption. You know, itâll need to be legal. She will come back.â
âThen Iâll put a bullet through her head,â heâs so annoying and ridiculous that Ari canât even comprehend his little tyraid. âShe wonât have our daughter. Lyla doesnât even know her. Do you know who puts her to bed every night? Who bathes her every day? Pushes her in that stupid expensive pram? Goes to mommy and me classes for singing and yoga? Who is teaching her to walk? And who has been planning a first birthday party for her? Not some fucking whore who wasnât worth the money I paid, and who poked fucking holes in the goddamn condoms.â
You flinch walking back into the living room. Getting an apology from both men. You take a deep breath, handing Ariâs bourbon on the rocks to him, and definitely not waddling to Lloyd to give him his. He pulls you nearly into his lap. Leaning you so far onto him, your ass is pointing towards Ari, and you playfully look towards him. He sees it. See the outline of Lloydâs little dick inside of you.
His lips curve up into a devilish smile, and he raises his brows. Holding his cup up as if to cheers you, and you wiggle your as a bit. Smiling right back before Lloyd smacks over the protruding toy, and you lift up, moaning so loud that Ari chokes on his bourbon. Your face heats up with the most delightful embarrassment and you hide it in Lloydâs chest.
âStop looking,â he warns Ari, who still refuses to look away.
âStop putting it out on a platter for me to stare at,â Lloyd is too fast. Reaching into your shorts, he tugs out the toy, and drops it onto the coffee table. Leaving Ari to stare at something besides yourself. Now itâs a hot pink replica of Lloydâs cock, shining in the light, and soaked with your honey, andâŠ
âI knew it,â he whispers more to you, even if Ari hears it. âNow that everyone can get their mind out of the fucking gutter. Dolly, Ari tells me we may have some issues with Lyla Beeâs birth mother. It seems she is pushing for leverage, and sheâs using our daughter.â
You sit up immediately. Going into mama bear protective mode, despite the soaked dildo on the table. âShe wonât take my daughter.â
âAri doesnât seem to think paying her off is enough.â
âIt wonât be,â Ari raises his cup towards you. âNo, it wonât. Women like her know that you would pay anything to keep our daughter with us. Sheâll know your weak spot, our weak spot.â
âSo she needs a bullet in her head,â that isnât at all what you meant.
âNo!â Ari bursts out laughing, but youâre serious. âI know what you do. But maybe â I think we need, I mean if youâre okay with it, but maybe we should do something legal. I mean what if I adopted her. If sheâs legally mine thereâs nothing that woman can do, right?â
âThank you!â Ari raises his hands up, and looks at Lloyd, âShe gets it. So, Iâll talk to the lawyers and get the ball rolling. Weâll tell them the address of Dolly and Lyla are to be held off as long as possible. You know youâll have to go through a background check, and,â he grimaces, looking at the stupid forgotten toy again, âItâll probably be easier if youâre married.â
âOh,â you answer in surprise, looking up at Lloyd who remains emotionless. his control on his emotions can be frustrating, âThat will be something weâll have to discuss. But â whatever it takes. I need my daughter,â itâs amazing how quickly you accepted her as yours. With as much time as you spent with her, it just made sense. And now you also get to share her dad. âIs that why you came by?â
âYeah. And Lloyd promised me a show of you fucking yourself with the dildo,â youâre stunned. Unable to look at either one of them, and Lloyd is no help. Heâs completely frozen in place.
âMaybe next time.â
âI was only kidding. I know he has a weird little obsession with his dick, and his toys,â the toys of his dick, or you as the toy? You arenât sure how Ari means, or if he means both. Doesnât matter. âIâm sure Iâm going to leave, and he will make you perform for him though, and I suppose heâll want to look and see how wide your cunt is spread,â Lloyd clears his throat.
âHave the two of you watched a girl do that together?â Ari answers yes quickly, while Lloyd groans. âOh. So youâre really close?â The two seem close. Possibly more than colleagues because who watches a girl masturbate with their best friend with them?
âWe didnât have sex with her at the same time. It was more or less entertainment, and youâre not a paid for show. Anyways,â leaning forward, he places the cup on the table before lifting himself up. âYou two have fun with that conversation,â and he leaves.
You swallow deeply, keeping your eyes on LJ. Contemplating how you want to start this conversation. âDo you want to share me?â
âI want you to be happy, and Iâll do whatever experiences you want to keep you that way. If you donât want Ari to see you riding the toy, or just playing with yourself, you donât have to. It is not a requirement, and Iâm perfectly satisfied with that. Your pleasure is my pleasure. I do enjoy watching you pleasure yourself. I enjoy staving off my own arousal to watch you get off. I like that desperate feeling when I finally sink into you.â
Inhaling deeply, you take off your shirt, and step out of your shorts. Grabbing up the dildo of Lloyd, you suction it to the floor, and stand over it. Keeping your eyes on Lloyd, and he scoots the table to the side, and leans back on the couch. Your knees slowly bend as you sink to the floor. Youâre not performing. Youâre just watching him. Seeing what it is he truly likes.
Getting to your knees, you hover over the nine inches that make up Lloyd before sinking over him. He stares so hard at the toy splitting you open. He doesnât even touch himself. He just watches as you slowly bounce over it. âWould you want Ari to see me like this?â
âWould you want him to?â He answers a question with a question, so you pinch your nipples. Trying to make him squirm, but it does nothing.
âPossibly.â
âThen maybe,â infuriating. He canât even fully answer.
âWould you would want Ari to fuck me?â Straight forward is the best way.
Lloyd sucks in a beat of air, âIâd prefer he didnât.â
âWould you want Ari to watch you fuck me?â
âI wouldnât mind it, but only if you wanted it, and were comfortable,â at least heâs being honest. Lloydâs kink isnât about sharing you. Itâs about showing off what he has.
âWould you let Ari touch me, while youâre fucking me?â
âYou know Ari is a bit of a cuck, right?â Your brow raises as you look at him. âAri enjoys watching people have sex. He enjoys fingering a woman when sheâs filled with cum so he can make a mess of her used hole. He enjoys writing on her body how much of a slut she is before he watches a man fucks a load into her. Or him. He doesnât care who is getting fucked. He likes watching. He enjoys cleaning cum out of her pussy. He enjoys fucking women, and men fucking him. Ari enjoys the art of voyeurism that turns into participation. He enjoys the art and beauty of sex and pleasure. Itâs not about love as much as it is about enjoyment. So tell me Dolly, do you want Ari to finger you while eating my cum out of your swollen pussy?â
You donât know how to answer that. Itâs so much information all at once. Itâs raw and vulgar. Itâs hot as fuck. But to have someone do that to you, you just donât even know. Itâs too much happening at once. Way too much. âYou donât have to answer now. But now that you understand Ariâs odd little choices in sexâŠâ
âHave you ever fucked Ari?â
Thereâs a bit of a hesitation before Lloyd shakes his head, âNo. Itâs not like that. He participates, yes. ButâŠâ
âYour love has remained platonic?â
âI think you think heâs a third. Ari has no problems finding partners. But he enjoys the ways that I can degrade, humiliate, and praise a sub all at once. You couldnât handle him,â you didnât know what that meant, and you no longer have a desire to discuss Ari. You want Lloyd inside of you immediately.
âFuck me,â he cocks up an eyebrow, smiling. âFuck me like you love me,â he stands. Removing his shirt, and pulling down his pants and underwear at the same time. The pretty cock springs free as he walks out of his pants and towards you, and lifts you right off the toy, and onto his own cock. Wrapping your legs around his waist as he carries you into the bedroom.
He crawls the two of you onto the mattress, and lays you down gently. His body weight lowering on top of yours. Lloyd uses his nose to pet around your face. Smoothing his skin across the perimeter of your jaw, inhaling your scent as he lifts your arms above your head. Weaving his fingers in yours before he rolls himself in and out of you.
A steady rhythm of thrusting. Heâs so soft and deliberate with his movements. Continuing to trace your face with his nose. Whispering your name, âI love you. We donât have to invite anybody into our sex life. Youâre more than enough. And I need you to understand that. If you donât want Ari to ever see you in the position he did tonight, I need you to vocalize that, okay?â
âOkay,â you pant out. Arching your back to take more of him. You want him all over you.
âYou can take all the time in the world to decide that. You can change your mind at any time,â the idea of Ari is exciting to him, but not necessary. Especially if it meant losing you. That is what mattered; you and Lyla. Not some kinky sex and cum play.
âI know,â he knows this is the worst time to try and get you to comprehend what could be a difficult sex life. But he isnât lying. It isnât a performance. Youâre his obsession. Just you. You are more than enough for him. âWhat did you know earlier?â your chest heaves as you try and get the question out. âWhen you took LJ out of me.â
âYou left your cream on the toy,â he laughs up against your neck. His mouth and hips are both a work of art, and the most sinful parts of him. âYou got yourself off before you came back into the living room didnât you?â
âMaybe,â he bites your neck, starting to suck on the skin hard. âYouâre going to leave a mark!â
âTell the truth,â he demands before sucking even harder. Sending every synapse in your brain into overdrive.
âYes! Yes, I was leaning over the counter, and â and I was â I was â Lloyd!â He stops his movements, and you squeal. âStop!â
âThen answer me.â
He starts a steady pace again, and then pounds into you so hard you see stars. His pace changes to slow, but rough jabbing movements, âI was just playing with my clit, and â and humping air. I was pretending it was you. Daddy!â
Youâre wrecked. His movements are so slow, but they hit every right spot. Maybe itâs the blinding stabs into you that has every muscle in your body tightening up. He fucks into you so hard that the hairs on your body stands up, your toes curl, and your fingernails dig into his hands. You wish you could touch some other part of his body. Youâre a goner.
Each thrust becomes harder. Deeper. Just. Right. There.
In. The. Perfect. Spot.
âDaddy!â Everything blurs. Lines disappear, and your body is numb with pleasure. Breathing so erratically as stars light up your vision. âDaddy!â
Jolting your body up the bed higher. Until your hands hit the head board, and he drops them. Slamming his hands above you, and he rockets himself into you. Pounding you so hard that your body lurches higher on the bed. Your head starts to knock against the padded board, and you start speaking in tongue to the heavens above as pleasure so deep in your body locks your bones into place.
Lloyd grunts, gritting his teeth as he remains pistoning into your clenching cunt. Your body is locked down, and this high lasts so long that you forget how to breathe. How to even be a human. Bright light floods into your mind, and then a loud, âFuuuck,â before warmth spews inside of you, and your walls pulse around his cock. Milking him dry.
âMy god, if you want me to marry you, Iâd do it tomorrow,â you hum as he settles over you. He kisses around your neck. Using his fingers to trace the delicate lines on your neck and collarbone. Something is missing, and now he knows, âWeâre going to have to fix this before I go back to work,â he still has to deal with The Verb, and your disgusting father. But heâs going to make sure everyone knows that you belong to someone. Even if you didnât understand the significance, others would. Heâs sure the neighbor down the street that stared at you when you dropped the keys to your car too long would understand exactly what it meant.
He had to make it be known that you were claimed, and unavailable. In every way possible. âYeah, youâve got a nasty little hickey on your neck.â
âWhat?â Your hand feels around your neck where he bit you. Thinking you could see with your eyes before you roll over on top of him. He sighs when he feels himself drip out of you. He doesnât even care that youâre giving your own mark on him because youâre also grinding your greedy little twat on his stomach. Youâre just as insatiable as him.
You nip on his creamy skin. Sucking and kissing over him. You want this ugly thing to last. Moving lower to give him another hickey. And another. If heâs going to leave you, youâre going to make sure everyone knows that he comes home to you. Home to fuck you. And home to his family.
You sit up on him, smiling at your handy work. âThere. Now you can go back to work, and show everyone how you have a slut living with you.â
âYeah yeah. Just keep grinding, and get yourself off on my stomach. Iâll walk around with this stupid thing if that makes you feel better. And Iâll worry about those seven spankings another day,â you forgot about that threat. But he didnât.
In some weird way, you like knowing that heâll walk around with red bruises all over his neck. Not that you didnât trust him. Itâs just fun to think that everyone knows heâs getting laid on a regular basis. That he can come home to his Dolly. Home to you. Home to your daughter. And his family.
And you have every intention of letting him use you.
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» AQUELES, CUJO O PODER CONDENA â capa teste
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16.05.2024 â eu disse que ia me afastar mais, sĂł que na minha condição de agora, eu fico louco sem editar :) queria uma capa que me passasse a ideia de uma uniĂŁo de duas capas minhas: a white blood e um lugar para voltar que sĂŁo minhas capas favoritas de dgm (das que fiz recentemente). Minha ideia era que ia ser uma com o Link e Allen ou o Johnny e Allen porĂ©m Ă© tĂŁo escasso as imagens deles no pin, entĂŁo desisti da ideia (por agora) e fiz yullen, Ă© sobre isso :D essa capa foi bem engraçada de fazer pq eu estava sem internet e caçei atĂ© o fundo da minha galeria pra achar outras imagens deles, um desafio. ficou um resultado que ok, vou testar coisas novas. Eu nem conhecia essa mĂșsica, pensei nela depois que ouvi e fui ver a tradução e juntando com esse tĂtulo, achei que super combina e vai assim, ficou biutifu <3 intĂ©!
#social spirit#spirit fanfics#capa de fanfic#capa de spirit#capa para social spirit#capa simples#capa design#capa para spirit#capa spirit#capa de anime#capa anime#capa romĂąntica#design simples#capa para fanfic#capa para fic#capa social spirit#capa de fic#capa fanfic#capa laranja#capa vintage#capa marrom#capa#dgm manga#d gray man#kanda yuu#allen walker#yullen#d gray man au#this is a ship post#meinem
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The concept of isekai in already existing stories is so interesting, but it's so hard to find good fics that aren't discontinued đ đ€§
#i should write my own âïžđ»#dgm#fanfics#fanfic#d.gray man#d gray man#lookism#dgm x reader#lookism x reader#d.gray man x reader#d gray man x reader#lookism fanfics#lookism fanfic#dgm fanfic#dgm fanfics
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Visual representation of me knowing weâll have to wait another 3 months before the next dgm chapter
251 was WOW. Like WOW. So much new information and so many previous conceptions completely shattered (@_@). I have a lot of thoughts but Iâm just gonna end this post right here
#dgm#dgm 251#there goes the basis for the fanfic Iâd been writing on and off since â21#patiently waiting now#d gray man#hoshino is COOKING
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haha what if pasta + twins......but visual novel sprites???
#resisting every urge to not just make a fanfic vn of them#dgm#dgrayman#d gray man#past!allen#nea d campbell#mana d campbell#dgm art#dgm fanart#my art
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âBeware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the teeth that catch!â by Musician_of_Zero
Two figures stood in a snow covered field. Cale, with his blood-red hair creating great contrast with the scene around, stared up. However, a totally different shadow fell behind himâthis one with a large body, white eyes, and a grin. The other figure, with black hair reaching his shoulders, stubble on his face, and tired eyes, looked solemnly down at Cale. The manâs shadow also looked differentâalmost that of a deranged clown.
The man leaned over and whispered something Cale had not heard for nearly two lifetimes.
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âI found you⊠my darling, 14th.â
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After a mysterious attack on the Henituse Duchy, allies, friends, and family are summoned to an unknown realm to find the key to saving their beloved commander. Past and present combine into a grand orchestra of secrets. Three lives. Two worlds. One soul.
Soldier. Savior. Traitor.
Orphan. Survivor. Leader.
Hero. Commander. Family.
Follow the reactions of Caleâs family over on Ao3!
#trash of the count's family#lout of the countâs family#tcf#cale henituse#tcf cale#d gray man#allen walker#ao3#ao3 fanfic#ao3 writer#ao3 link#archive of our own#reaction fic
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Considering writing a Daemon AU for D.gray-man, but is the fandom even alive enough to read it????
I like the idea of the complications of necromancy and akuma and Noah when your literal soul is something outside your body, something physical and visible.
What magic is used to get around it? What ways do Akuma affect Daemon? Does the magic keep the daemon whole, controlled by the new invading soul in itâs body? Do daemons shift with the new owner, the new soul, or does the Akuma magic keep them trapped in this form, tortured as much as the other half of their soul, chained to a form not meant for itself? Do akumaâs souls feel it, when you touch their daemon? I canât imagine they react outwardly, but perhaps through Allenâs eye, he can see them flinch, see them scream and cry and beg for mercy for their daemon, if not for themselves. Can Allen see the daemonâs soul as well, itâs true form, chained and restrained and tortured within itself?
What do Daemon mean for Noah? I like the idea that they unsettle when Noah are reborn, that the rebirth changes them so fundamentally that their daemons must change as well, must rediscover what and who they are. But do they always resettle into the same form as their previous lives? I doubt it. There seems some separation, at least for Tiki, from the original Noah memory. But for Wisely, it seemed to be a one-to-one reincarnation. Perhaps it depends on the individual, on how much they remember and connect with their previous selves, on how much they identify with them.
And what of the Second Exorcists? Are they reborn with their daemon? Do they even HAVE daemon anymore, or did they fail to follow them into this life? If they did, are they the same as they had been the last time? Do the souls remember, even when the brains do not? Do the daemon remember their past lives? Do they see these children as themselves, or are they so different that even the other half of their souls can no longer recognize them? Or are the daemons just as clueless, just as new?
And Neah⊠is he still considered alive? Does his daemon remain, alive and alone? Does his soul still long for his brother, for his best friend? Do they need to stay nearby, need to cling to the other half of their soul?
Oh god. Oh god Timcampy is Neahâs daemon. Hidden in plain sight, disguised as a golem.
Wait. Neah and Mana were the same person once. Could Timcampy be BOTH of their daemons??? Ohhhh boy, and combined with the theory that Mana sealed his soul inside Allen with the curse, and how much Mana cared about his little Pierrot, and how much Neah and Allen had to care about each other for his reset to make sense, of course a piece of their soul would love him too, of course a piece of their soul would mourn him even if Neah would not allow himself to, and of course their daemon would WANT TO STAY CLOSE-
I may be posting some polls soon about what Daemons characters should have, or I may go take that one weirdly-specific Daemon quiz from the perspective of the characters.
#dgm#d gray man#d.gray-man#Allen Walker#Neah d campbell#spoilers#I think? not taking the chance#Daemon AU#His Dark Materials AU#Neah walker#mana walker#mana d campbell#kanda yuu#fanfic ideas
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IDK if anyone can help me find it, but I'm trying to find a D.Gray-Man fanfic I read years ago. I remember bits of it, but am drawing a blank atm so I wanna know if it rings any bells for others.
It's an OC fic, and iirc the OC is a girl with red hair that lives in a manor in the woods(?) and her Innocence ends up being her toy bow. I'm also pretty sure it's General Yeager that finds and teaches her.
IDK if she ended up paired with Allen or Lavi, but I'm pretty sure it was a romance with one of those two as the end game.
I think the OC ends up actually being Cross's daughter??? But never knew anything about it and it's only hinted at iirc. Again, it's been well over a decade since I've read this fic.
If anyone knows what fic I'm talking about, can you hmu????
Small edit:
Yes, this fanfiction was originally on FFN when I originally read it years ago.
#mama nidiot rambles#d.gray man#DGM#D Gray Man#Fanfiction#fanfic#General Cross#General Yeager#Allen Walker#Lavi#Lavi Bookman#kanda yuu#Lenalee Lee#searching for a fic#help me locate it#its been over 10 years#created while in a coffin
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Mismatched- Chapter 6
https://archiveofourown.org/works/7694779/chapters/17530981
Originally meant to be part of the last chapter, so it is just a continuation of what was happening there. Starting to lean more in the direction of angst, a few more details about Miranda's life before, another OC I did not intend to add XD
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today i realized that in two different scenarios i wrote things about lavi and being kidnapped by the noah. i'm gonna preface this with i was and sometimes am still a tyki/lavi shipper. so TWICE in 2009 i was like WHAT IF LAVI WAS KIDNAPPED BY THE NOAH WOULDNT THAT BE SO INTERESTING?
fifteen god damn years later, no the fuck it was not interesting. i am tired, hoshino. give him back please.
#lavi#dgm#d gray man#once was a fanfic and once was in a RP on gaia lmfao#I DIDNT KNOW GUYS#I DIDNT KNOW
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I've been meaning to share a link to this here, just in case anyone who doesn't browse AO3 might browse any applicable tags and be interested! Updated a story I started many, many years ago. I'm considering going back and redoing the first chapter, but I'm not sure yet. I am only just getting back into writing after some very very drawn out neurological health issues, and those issues are still not/will never be fully resolved so I am trying to be careful. Anyways, if you want a D. Gray-man AU where Allen doesn't end up leaving the circus with Mana and then it goes to mainland Europe and tiny Allen gets adopted by Miranda, here it is! Wrote this before a lot of later plot revelations in D. Gray-man so I am being pretty loose with canon at this point
I do want to warn that I plan for things to get incredibly dark when this story catches up to the timeline of canon D. Gray-man. This is a link to the second chapter
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» UM LUGAR PARA VOLTAR â capa pessoal
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07.04.2024 â eu achei a minha primeira capa desse casal muito xoxa para o tanto que eu amo eles ENTĂO eu fui lĂĄ e fiz uma outra que creio que minhas vozes da cabeça nĂŁo vĂŁo me sabotar :) eu estou totalmente apaixonado por capas mais terrosas que faço normalmente, nĂŁo sei se repararam mas eu estou impossĂvel, eu tenho alguma coisa com essa cor gente, ela me deixa tĂŁo tĂŁo mais motivado pra capar que cĂȘs nĂŁo tem ideia <3 eu queria alguma coisa que me remetesse a algo muito distante e a cartas, acho que fiz um dos fundos mais lindos da minha carreira de capista com essa capa, eu acredito que nunca mais vou fazer um fundo tĂŁo lindo quanto esse e eu nĂŁo to bem :'D muito dos recursos que usei foram do Pinterest com as dicas do @shibuinni3 nesse post aqui â (muito obrigado, chuchu). Sobre a capa, o que dizer? Ela Ă© fruto de um surto de domingo Ă tarde, as minhas capas mais bonitas nasceram assim e com essa nĂŁo Ă© diferente, eu amei cada segundo :3
#social spirit#capa de fanfic#capa de spirit#capa para social spirit#capa simples#capa#capa design#capa para spirit#capa spirit#capa teste#capa romĂąntica#capa texturizada#capa para fanfic#capa para fic#capa angst#capa anime#capa de anime#capa de fic#capa verde#capa fanfic#capa marrom#capa mesclada#design simples#dgm#d. gray man#allen walker#link howard#link x allen#this is a ship post#meinem
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Songbirds in Winter (Update: 5/27/2024)

Title: Songbirds in Winter. Fandom: D. Gray-Man. Pairings: Alma Karma/Tyki Mikk, Kanda Yuu & Alma Karma (One-Sided/Unrequited Yulma), Lavi Bookman/Allen Walker. Rated: Explicit. Words: 221.3K+. Tags: Romeo and Juliet AU, Omegaverse, Alpha/Omega, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Royalty/Nobility, Renaissance/Renaissance Era, Medieval, Slowburn, Romance, Drama, Angst, Forbidden Romance, Secret Relationship, Eventual Romance, Pregnancy, Hints of Incestuous Feelings/Incest, Family Drama, NSFW, Lemon/Eventual Lemons (Please see AO3 for full list of tags and warnings). Chapters: 28/?. Summary: They had always known that their lives would be planned out for them. For Tyki, it is to eventually become the head of his family as the next alpha in line, despite his wishes for otherwise. For Alma, it is to be married off for the benefit of his kin â to be bred for political gain, regardless of his own feelings on the matter. The stage is set, and they have their parts to play. But being in the crossfire of a dangerous rivalry among noble families is never easy â not when the person you love is the very one youâre forbidden from being with. Chapter 28 Excerpt â Reaching the Edge:
The church bells rang at the hour, the sound heavy and loud. Incense burned as the scent of frankincense and myrrh wafted into the air, filling the ambulatory and nave as light spilled through the stained-glass windows, a mosaic of color painting the pews. Although no congregation took place, several individuals knelt, praying while a few priests tended to the altar. Cross leaned against the inside of the confessional box, weary with an unpleasant, lingering headache â the taste of wine and nicotine still on his tongue. The hour wasnât even that early, yet Cross was already itching to creep out, the temptation stronger than anything the devil could have dealt him. He had already listened to two confessions that day, and truthfully, he couldnât be bothered to care. There were so many worse problems in the world. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. If he couldnât escape, a nap was also attractive. Sloth be damned, he needed a break. The sound of the curtain pulling back drew his attention, and Cross opened his eyes. He scowled, hearing someone get into the confessional box, and readied himself to feign some level of sympathy. Or patience. Whatever he would need more of, God willing. A familiar scent of cedar and patchouli tickled his nose, Cross sniffing. âI come for counsel, oâFather.â âDear God,â Cross muttered, leaning his head back. He screwed his eyes shut. âI donât have the energy for you today.â
Read on AO3.
#dgm#dgrayman#tyki mikk#alma karma#tyki x alma#d gray man#fanfiction#romeo and juliet au#fanfic#update#writing update#songbirds in winter
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Do any of yall know if it's possible to block a certain tag on AO3?
I'm getting sick of seeing those incest/piss kinks/stepcest plot lines. đđ
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Who was your first oc? Are they still an active oc or did you leave them in the past? If they're still active, tell us five facts about them! - đ€
So sorry for the late reply. Life has gotten a little busy the past couple days!
My first OC was for my favorite anime D Gray Man. Her name was Lily Sahi and she was probably a Mary Sue looking back on it. At least I hope she wasn't, but she was my first so she probably was lol!! She is no longer active, but I keep debating revamping her. I technically have revamped her in my head, but I don't think I'll ever get around to writing an actual remake/redo/whole new story on the fanfic I wrote for her.
#thank you for the ask!#anon#oc: lily sahi#d gray man#d gray man oc#dgm#dgm oc#oc#original character#fanfic#fanfiction#writing
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