#dally writes .ᐟ

[fawnrowe]

cw .ᐟ anal, toys (strap on), abby refers to her strap as her cock, not proofread

something so humiliating about being forced to be face-down-ass-up with no means of running away when things get too much to bear. all you could do was dig your claws into the silk bedsheets below you and bite down on your molars as abby, positioned behind you, slowly pushed her cock inside.

her coos, her low chuckles, the sounds of her enjoying taking your ass plunged into your brain. you clawed the bedsheets further, even fearing of ripping them apart as the intrusion made you see white stars in your vision, animalistic growls of bearing the foreign feeling involuntarily exploded from deep in your chest.

“thaaat’s a good girl,” abby praised from behind you, clearly enjoying the view from up there. “ooh, you’re taking my cock so fucking well, princess. i’m already so deep inside you — can you feel it?”

the ability to form words was stolen from you, but you managed to somehow emit growling noises that could have been the sentence, “too much, too big.”

abby clicked her tongue mockingly. “not too big, baby. you can take it. in fact, i’m allll the way in. to the fucking hilt,”

but abby wasn’t too evil — she let you take a moment to gather your senses and adjust to her size. your grunting and growling eventually subsided into small whimpers as abby took her time with gently thrusting into your ass.

“fucking— hot,” abby grunted as she worked her thrusts into you, gripping your hips and keeping you stationary as she used her hole. “taking such a big cock in your ass, yeah? think you can cum for me, princess?”

your pussy clenched and pulsated around nothing, the constant in-and-out motion of abby’s strap in your ass made you so unbearably wet despite the initial pain. it was truly astounding how quick you warmed up to this seemingly taboo. abby’s words and enjoyment of fucking your ass made you dizzy, eyes glazed over as your tiny whimpers and loud moans filled the air and mixed with the slapping of skin on skin.

and at the end of it, you did end up cumming for abby — eyes rolling back and entire body seizing as the shockwave of intensity rocked every inch of your nerves.

the feeling of abby gently tapping your hips as she leaned over you to talk in your ear made you flinch. “wasn’t so bad, huh, baby?”

[fawnrowe]

cw .ᐟ pet play/puppy play, not proofread

“where are you going…?”

the jingling of your keys when you took them off the hook was a bell, summoning the poor girl a mere few feet behind you when she was just in the bedroom reading her book. you knew what was going to be waiting for you for when you turned around, her sad eyes and fidgeting fingers, bottom lip jutted out in a pout…

your poor, sweet puppygirl stood with tears already brimming in her pretty eyes.

it was hard to leave your puppy all alone, but duty calls and the ever present capitalistic overlords force you to leave behind your precious pup and report for work. clocking in instead of spending a lazy day petting her hair while she curls up serenely in your lap. you sighed as the subtle movements of your hand made your keys jingle once more.

“puppy…” you began, an almost defeated tone in your voice. “you know i have to go, but i’ll be back—“

before you could get another word out, your puppy moved at the speed of light to wrap herself around your leg, hugging herself close to you in fear of you flying away from her forever. it was startling, an unexpected gesture, making you stumble back as the force of her hug threw you temporarily off balance.

she tilted her head up to make direct eye contact with you, lip quivering and tears falling down her soft cheeks. she sniffled, voice shaking as she spoke, “please don’t leave…” she choked. “you leave, and you’re gone for such a long time. and all i do is wait for you to come back home!”

it was pathetic, how easy it was to make her whimper and sob like this… but against your will, it broke your heart every time to see your puppy so incredibly sad at the thought of your absence…

you sighed once more, bringing a hand down to stroke her hair. “tell you what,” you started. “i’m off tomorrow, so if you’re good — and i mean, you have to be the most good girl ever — we can play allll day tomorrow. sound good?”

in a complete one-eighty, she dried her tears and hopped to her feet, smile beaming and lighting up her face. she cheered and hugged you and kissed you and promised you she’d be the “best girl ever” while you’re gone.

you gave her one last kiss on her head before leaving her alone with promises of everything she could ever want from you.

[fawnrowe]

cw .ᐟ brat!jinx, toys (strap on), strap referred to as your cock, not proofread

long blue braids sprawled out underneath her like an ironic halo, knees bent, torso folded in an almost impossible manner as you watched the head of your fake cock slide deeper and deeper into the other girl’s pussy.

there was something about the shit-eating grin on jinx’s face that made you want to endure the challenge, to endure her snickering and taunts. after all, you were the one who chased her, caught her, and now you finally have her right where you want.

a satisfied “hmm…” escaped jinx’s throat as her pussy became more and more full of your cock. she quickly blew a strand of her blue hair out of her eyes so she could see the pathetic look of concentration on your face as you sank deeper until you could be considered “balls deep”. pulling out, you watched as jinx’s eyebrows twitched, and a sound more on the whimper-y side came from her that was quickly replaced by a deep snicker.

“i didn’t let you in just to play around,” jinx cooed, her raspy voice seemingly snaking into your ears and circling your brain. “come on… can barely feel a thing,”

now you know that was a straight up lie, looking at the size of the toy connected to your harness…

“you gonna keep talking?” you asked, voice pathetically cracking in an attempt to be a wise guy. you subtly cleared your throat. “or are you gonna let me fuck you?”

“am i not allowed to do both?”

okay, fair.

it didn’t take long until you had a fast yet steady rhythm, fucking into jinx like this was routine between the two of you. you took pleasure in watching the other girl try not to let herself become dumb on your cock. you knew she was feeling good, because you were good. you knew how to fuck a girl until her tongue was lolling out of her mouth and panting like a dumb mutt. jinx could probably get like that if you focused, paying attention to how your cock was already sticky with her slick.

“fuck,” jinx whimpered, then quickly chuckled up at you. “i didn’t expect you to be this good. thought this was just gonna be… q-quick and easy, then you’d leave me alone…”

it was your turn to give her a shit-eating grin. “i’m making this pussy feel good, aren’t i?”

jinx pressed her lips together tightly, letting out a quick whimper from her throat before continuing. “just— hmm. fuck,”

she didn’t want to tell you, but you knew.

you endured her half-baked attempts at getting under your skin as you continued to fuck her, hard and deep, making sure she felt every inch of your cock until she quietly muttered her incoming orgasm. you held her in place, keeping her body folded over itself until she beautifully mewled out from beneath you, pussy throbbing and clenching around your cock as she came so perfectly for you.

your confidence egged you on to make some statement about seeing her again, but her gloved hand swiftly slapped itself onto your mouth to prevent from saying something you’d regret.

panting, fucked out, jinx spoke, “don’t say a word,”