#decorative handles and pulls

[macalaelliottphotography]

Wine Cellar - Rustic Wine Cellar Inspiration for a large, rustic wine cellar renovation with a dark wood floor and display racks

[zeb-z]

roier put up that photo because he doesn’t believe cellbit is gone. a bit of his own amusement, but also entirely for cellbit’s, because as much as he got a little giggle out of it, that’ll be something that will make his husband full stop even out of his angst mode and he’ll have to try not to laugh. because roier knows his husband, and that’s his castle too, and why not make a small silly change? easier to pretend like it’s a joke, and he isn’t missing his husband. because surely he survived. and he’ll see that stupid dog photo after having survived against all odds, and laugh with roier as if he hadn’t been gone in the first place.

[extreme-technicality]

Unstoppable urge to be visibly queer vs. immovable fear of losing my kid

[euroartofficial]

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[hedgehog-moss]

The tragic thing when you're at a craft market is that the woman with the warm smile who seemed like a genuinely lovely person when you stopped by her stand to make small talk, is always the one selling ugly little cups decorated with modern movie characters. Meanwhile the woman next to her who sells adorable water jugs decorated with Old-Timey Bucolic paintings of flowers and farm animals, looks like she's doing people a favour by selling them her stuff. She is not lovely or even polite but she doesn't need to be, her stand is printing money, she knows what tourists in a rural village potters' market are looking for and it's a pretty jug with a curly handle and featuring little chickens and children wearing clogs. Not a modern-looking coffee cup with a gremlin or E.T. painted on it.

You text your mum to ask if you should buy an ugly gremlin coffee cup because the vendor is really sweet and not very popular and she texts back NO. We've talked about this. So many times. Buy what you like. You really like the water jug featuring a little donkey pulling a little cart—but you've been here a while and no one has bought anything from the really kind woman, which hurts. You text your mum a photo of the gremlin cup with a sad emoji. She replies, It's hideous. (It's not that bad.) (The photo was taken from far away, she can't even see it very well. She's just trying to get you back on track.) You're about to join the queue to the Popular Stand to spend your only 20€ note on the donkey pitcher when you see a man stop in front of the nice lady's empty stand and pick up an ugly cup, which makes you happy. The man asks for the price then tells the nice lady, "It's not worth it" and puts the cup back on the shelf and walks away.

On your way home from the potters' market you call your mum and ask her if she would accept an ugly gremlin cup as a gift from you because, well, your kitchen decoration is more Old-Timey Bucolic and you don't really want this cup. Which you now have, on account of an inescapable series of events. There is a dismayed-yet-unsurprised silence in response and you say defensively "She looked happy to finally make a sale!" and your mum says, give me the ugly gremlin cup, I'm sure it's not that bad.

[chocum]

soft morning sex with ken.

he’s just so raw and warm. kissing you so sweetly, so gently, as if you’ll break and crack and crumble if he applies too much pressure. holding and handling you like the precious thing you are.

trailing down the ridge of your neck to your chest and he’s cupping your tits, taking his time with each one because moments like this with you always seem to move too fast. suckling them before coming off with a low pop, his smile lazy, gradually tugging at the corners of his swollen lips.

kisses down your tummy, petting your clit, “baby so wet and needy for me” he purrs, groggily, and it sounds like rich dark chocolate, melting and dripping down your throat. “did you dream about me or somethin?” as if he hasn’t been toying and teasing your body the way he knows you, his wife, loves.

you roll your eyes, “no”, but you’re smiling too. running fingers through his mused bed-head because he’s just so handsome. the sun peaking through lacy curtains and hitting against the sharpness of his features. needy first thing in the morning, licking up and down your sloppy pussy, before letting his tongue prod and dip into your sticky walls. he loves the way you taste. tastes like his. closing his eyes, leaning, resting against the fat of your thigh like a pillow to just eat his fill.

he thinks you sound so cute in the morning. husky yet still soft to him, especially when you whine out his name, your body curving, tangled in the smooth sheets as you come undone on his tongue.

pulls out his cock to just rut into you softly, cups your face, staring into your pretty eyes, his browning irises, pupils dilating as they stare into yours. leaning down, he kisses the warm bridge of your nose, your forehead, then lips. pressing his against yours, kissing you so slow likes he’s trying to taste each and every individual bud on your tongue.

“look so damn pretty like this, my love, feel so good. you always make me feel so good”

praises fall from his mouth, his breath hot, so close to your face. so intimate, refusing to pull back, to rid himself of your warmth because he swears he’ll die without it.

“ba- baby, i’m so close” honey coated grunts trapped against your lips, breathed into your very core as his strokes grow messy, losing rhythm before he’s emptying himself into you. decorating your walls and filling you up how he likes. how you like.

he just loves being able to wake up by your side.

[glassdiy]

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[insanechayne]

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[dollgxtz]

Sleepy Crow

Word Count: 1.8k words

Tags: sylus x fem!reader, somno, noncon, mentions of breeding, pet names such as kitten, sweetie, darling, reader is somewhat drugged but its her sleep meds!

AN: Hi all! This isn't my first time writing fanfics but I noticed a lack of Sylus fics with a darker undertone ( ๑‾̀◡‾́)σ". PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE read the tags and if this isn't something that interests you or is potentially triggering, please do not interact! I get this isn't everyone's cup of tea but this is a fic for people who like darker romance stuff!! Please enjoy, and I AM taking requests as I really want to get back into writing again. Do not hold back, this is a safe place! Ty!! <333

Sylus trudged through the pouring rain, his jacket soaked through and his hair matted against his forehead. The drops were heavy and unrelenting, pelting against the pavement and creating small rivers that flowed along the gutters. The barely lit streetlights of the N109 zone cast an eerie glow on the slick surfaces, reflecting off the wet asphalt like a distorted mirror.

As the man approached his mansion, he couldn't help but feel relieved. The warm glow of the lights shining through the windows beckoned him home. He fumbled with the keypad to the door, his fingers slightly numb from the cold, before finally hearing the click that beckoned his entrance.

The sound of raindrops hitting the roof and windows followed him, a steady drumming that seemed to fill every corner of the place. He took off his sodden jacket and hung it up, feeling the weight of it pulling him down. He walked through the dimly lit hallway, his footsteps echoing softly on the marble floors, trying his hardest to be quiet. Mephisto was perched on his cage (not that he was ever really in it, it was more for decor) tilting his head when he saw Sylus brush past him but not making any sound himself.

He made his way to the bedroom chambers, deciding to make sure you were where you belonged. Peeking his head in the bedroom doorway, he saw your sleeping figure, chest rising ever so slightly with each breath. He smirked, closing the door behind him as he entered. He was happy you finally seemed to be getting some rest.

Your insomnia had been getting worse, and he'd been getting worried when he saw you were often messaging him at 4 am, sometimes as late as 8 am with no sleep. Of course he’d offer to have you over, to hold you and whisper sweet things in your ear until you succumbed to sleep, but he couldn’t always. Sometimes business was needed to be handled, and for those nights he had gotten you the best sleep medication that money could buy. You had been weary about taking them at first, but he had assured you that the side effects were basically none. He had made sure of it.

Sylus made his way to the bathroom, proceeding to rid himself of the damp clothes clinging to his skin. A quick shower and then he could finally curl up next to his little crow. Not that he would be sleeping yet, but it was nice to watch you dream. Sometimes you’d whine or make little noises, which he found absolutely adorable. He wondered what you dreamt about sometimes, but you had refused to answer much to his annoyance.

The hot water felt amazing after being gone practically all night. He washed all the blood and dirt from his skin, examining all of his various injuries. He had a run in with a few “pests” that he quickly exterminated, but they had managed to get a few nicks on him. He touched his arm where the biggest cut was, his Evol immediately snaking around it and healing it faster than he could blink. He did the same for the others, feeling brand new once more.

Some time passed before he finally turned the water off, dried himself, and slipped into a pair of boxers. He slowly made his way into the bedroom, hoping that he wasn't being too loud but you were out like a light. Sleeping like a rock.

Sylus slipped in bed next to you, sighing with pleasure as the soft mattress sunk beneath his weight. It felt heavenly. He turned to put his arm around you, trying to get as comfortable as possible so he could hold you. He softly kissed the corner of your ear, his head starting to swim with thoughts. Surprisingly, he felt comfortable enough to possibly fall asleep with you.

But he couldn't.

He had been laying in bed for thirty minutes just thinking. He thought about all the business arrangements he needed to finish. Tonight had been…messy. No doubt he had made some new enemies. How impatient he was getting about the new weaponry he had bought from Spain. They should be arriving soon, but it had been taking forever.

How he wanted to feel your tight cunt pulsing around his fingers.

Sylus stiffened, attempting to rid his head of these thoughts about you. His efforts were in vain though, as he was already rocking a semi hard on that was steadily growing into a full erection.

Obviously there was nothing he could do about it. You were sleeping after all. And not only that, it's not like he could wake you to do anything anyways. He hates quickies, they bored him. He likes to take his time. To take in your reactions, your faces, and your noises. Besides that, you were taking a pretty high dose of your sleeping meds and he kinda doubted he could wake you even if he really tried.

This thought stirred in his head for a bit.

Yeah...you wouldn't wake even if he tried. He sighed with a twinge of pleasure as he pressed his erection against the soft cotton of your underwear. The pressure felt immaculate, and if he hadn't been gone all night he probably could've finished just by pressing himself against you. You were the only girl ever that could make him finish that quickly.

But it wasn't enough. He needed more. It had been a bit since he touched you like this.

You moved a bit in your sleep, letting out a small whine. He leaned over you to get a better look at your face. Still sleeping, mouth open slightly ajar. You were so fucking pretty when you slept.

“Such a sleepy kitten” he growled lowly, snaking his fingers underneath the hem of your underwear. He didn’t know why, but the mere sight of your sleeping face was getting him worked up. You looked so docile, so vulnerable. He wanted you. Sylus began to tug them down slowly.

This was very wrong. He knew this and yet he couldn't stop. He kept going, making empty promises to himself that he would only take a peek. He just wanted to see you. All of you.

Sylus froze has he finally pulled your underwear down to your legs, practically breathless at the site of your cunt at his fingertips.

"Fuck..." he groaned, unable to stop himself from pressing a finger between your folds. He watched you carefully for any signs of discomfort or movement, but you were still fast asleep as he pushed his finger in. You were warm, inviting even. It's like your pussy was sucking his finger in, deeper and deeper. He slid a second finger in, picking up the pace. Soon enough, your cunt was slightly wet, spots of your slick forming on the backs of your legs near your pussy. Pulling out, he practically shivered with excitement.

Sylus was quick to put his fingers in his mouth, savoring every drop of you. You tasted so sweet to him, the best flavor he ever had the honor to try. He wanted nothing more than to dive head first into the source and lap it up. But his erection was so starting to bother him. It was rock hard, and throbbing ever so slightly, begging to be freed.

He had to have you. And he had to have you now.

He pulled his erection through the hole in his boxers, beginning to stroke himself with an intense grip. Groaning as quietly as he could, he stared at your wet and welcoming cunt. He swore it was just begging to be filled by every inch of his cock. Still wanting him, even when you were asleep.

"You’re so pretty sweetie" he whispered in your ear, closing his eyes as electrifying pulses of pleasure crashed through him. Sylus told himself he should stop now, but it was past that point. He knew himself better than that. His mind was already made up, no matter how much he was trying to talk himself out of it.

Turning you a bit more on your side, he readied the fat head of his tip to your entrance. You stirred once again, mumbling incoherent nothings before becoming silent again. Sylus chuckled softly, pressing his lips to the tip of your ear as he stroked himself a few more times.

As he sinks his tip into your tight entrance, his precum smears all over your hole. He shudders with intensity, trying his best to hold back a groan, worried that making too much noise next to your ear would wake you. He pushes further and further until he can't possibly sink himself into you anymore. You squirm, letting out another whine, this one a bit louder than the last.

"Im sorry kitten…" Sylus coos, laying his head behind yours as he fucks you with a slow, rhythmic pace. "Just need to cum in what’s mine. Be a good girl and stay asleep for me”.

He rests one of his hands on your hip, trying to keep from shaking you too much as he continually plunges himself inside you. You were warm, your gummy walls constantly tightening around him. He moans your name over and over like a prayer, feeling lost in your walls. The soft clap of his skin meeting your ass echoes a bit in the room.

"You're fucking made for me. Look at you sweetie, tightening around me, trying to squeeze me dry even when you're sleeping" he whispers, feeling himself getting closer and closer to bliss.

His thrusts became sloppy and he had to slow himself, trying to savor every moment he had inside of what essentially felt like heaven. He had been wanting to fill you for days. Images of his seed erupting onto the walls of your fertile pussy, eventually giving you a nice, round tummy that would grow his baby filled his head and he couldn't stop himself from finishing anymore.

As his hot ropes of sticky cum shoot against the walls of your womb, he accidently grips your hip a bit tighter than he meant to. You yelp, and he quickly rubbed his hand over the spot he'd hurt you, ensuring you remained asleep. He checks the spot and sees some slight bruising already starting to form and curses himself silently for losing control and hurting you. His Evol was quick to move over the injury where his hand lay, instantly restoring your skin back to a healed state. Sylus was amazed he could even do that. His Evol had only ever healed him. It wasn’t until you came along that it had ever revealed that kind of power and it didn’t work for anyone else either.

"Shh shh, its ok. Just be still, I'm almost done filling you up darling…”

Once his orgasmic high subsided, he took a moment to catch his breath before watching as his cum pooled out of you. He took his finger and scooped as much of it as he could gather before gently pushing it back within your folds. Feeling satisfied with his work, he pulled your panties up before finally pulling the cover back over you.

"There you go. Gotta keep my seed where it belongs so you can make us a baby. Right kitten?" he chuckled, finally feeling tired enough to cuddle you and fall asleep.

[cgtaxpe]

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[servicpop]

NSFW ; COFFEE AND BUNNIES vallen (oc) x bottom male reader

warnings : bunny hybrid reader !! ear pulling , eating out (a tiny bit), pet names ; baby & bunny, high libido reader, not proofread !

notes __ finally some Vallen content !! he isn't a hybrid in this fic since I can't think of what animal he should be TT

It was a lazy evening where you and Vallen were sat on his velvet couch posed infront of a big window; the soft sunset glow streaked through the curtains and into his home office. Vallen — with his reading glasses on — was sitting at the edge of the couch right were the armrest was with a book held between his fingers. His other hand was occupied with the gentle petting of your ears that were draped down the back of your head in a resting position.

It was quiet with the exception of your soft breaths as you laid snuggled up right beside him, head resting on his broad shoulder, and hands tangled in his clothing. You two had been in this position for a comfortable few hours — you had fallen asleep and Vallan didn't want to wake you up, but as of now, he had gotten bored of the book he was reading and settled it down on the armrest before turning to look at you.

"You finished sleeping, bunny?" He cooed tenderly, still petting your ears as he watched you stirr back to life. His hand slipped from your ears and down your back, sliding his fingers along your spine and all the way down until he flicked your small tail, eliciting a slight jolt from you. You shot him a pouty glare and Vallen simply chuckled from the action.

"Can you go get me some coffee please?" He asked, batting his eyelashes at you — this grown man. You sigh, your nose twitching slightly in annoyance but you get up nonetheless, stretching out your back and hearing your bones pop from how still you've been. Vallen only sits with a hand on his chin, watching your arms stretch up into the air and your tail swivel slightly. God you were too cute.

"On second thought, you can do that later," Vallen grinned, pulling you by the waist onto his lap. He was quick to lean you to the side, pressing his lips against yours as he kissed you. His tongue prodded at your lips, slipping past your teeth and tangled with your tongue. He held your chin, cradling you before he handled you to lay on the couch, slowly pushing you onto your stomach. "You're just too cute, baby," Vallen cooed, shifting so that he was basically laying on top of you, pressing you into the plush velvet cushions of the couch.

His hands moved to pet your ears, bunching them in his fists and dragging them down along your bunny ears. The faint smell of Vallen's overly pricy cologne was softly tickling your sinus' from how close he was to you. A low, grumbly but rich laughter escaped from Vallen's throat as he leaned up, pushing himself up with his arms. You could hear the jingle of his Cartier bracelet fall onto his sleek, silver Rolex. He was so filthy rich it was almost disgusting. Vallen looked down at himself and at your tail, watching it twitch against his pants, brushing against his clothed cock.

"Look at you... so eager," He sighed, "I just have to please my little bunny don't I?" A hand made its way to your pants, carefully being pulled down to your thighs, "God, I am always spoiling my boy aren't I? You're so spoilt, hm?" His sultry tone sent shivers down your spine, and Vallen could tell from the way your ears seemed to shudder. "I'm not spoilt, you choose to give me stuff and I'm not refusing," You mumble gruffly against the cushions.

You feel something wet and overly hot press against your hole and your little tail twitched out of surprise. "V—Vallen?" You exclaimed, turning your head over your shoulder to see what he was doing. Such a classy, and elegant man with his head buried in the curve of your ass, hand decorated with veins gripping at the flesh, spreading you apart as he shoved his tongue in. You flinched, your hips squirming from the weird sensation but Vallen seemed to disagree with your movements, shifting his hands to grip your hips, holding you down.

You could feel his tongue travel shallowly inside of you, his nose pressing against your skin. A soft hum from Vallen sent vibrations running up your body and you could feel yourself leak out beads of pre-cum. He's never done this before but he was so good at it. "Not enough is it?" Vallen teased, pulling away — but not before kissing your winking entrance. He moved to sit up on his knees, unzipping his pants and sliding down his boxers, letting his dick spring out.

"Maybe... this would be more suitable for you," He grinned, tapping his blushed tip against your puckered hole — a small indicator that he was going to move. His hands made their way to plant beside your head, keeping him up and in good view of your back and those long ears that draped across your head. He moved his hips down, sliding into you and stretching you out from his sheer girth. "Mm... cute," He grunted, taking a moment to savour your warmth clenching around him.

You couldn't take it! It was your natural instinct to breed. All this slow, gentleness was endearing, yes, but to you — someone with a high libido — this was like torture. Your ass desperately pushed back against Vallen, chasing some friction— anything to sate that feeling in your stomach.

"Woah, calm down bunny," Vallen chuckled, reaching his hand up to grab your ears and clenching them in his right hand like it was a leash. "You're playing with me too much," You whine, your body freezing from the hold on your ears. You felt like a kitten being held by its scruff. "Vallen," You tried to scold him but it came out more of a whine when he tugged on your ears, holding them firmly in his hands as he slowly began to move.

His home office was soon filled with lewd noises, his hips pulling out before driving back into you with each thrust. He kept your lower half pinned down but the grip on your ears kept your head up — you had a tendency of shying your noises away, and Vallen didn't seem to like that. His cock was girthy, not exactly thick but definitely long. Everytime he pounded into you, his tip would brush even further than your prostate. "My bunny is so pretty isn't he?" Vallen hummed, pulling your head back a bit more by your ears so he could get a good look at your fucked out face.

Your hips pushed up into his, rutting against him. You could feel your own cock twitch underneath you, and the velvet texture of the couch rubbing against the underside did nothing but drive you crazy. A string of curses left your lips when Vallen finally decided to let you of your ears and moved his attention to grab your hips, angling you in a way where his dick would reach even deeper. You could feel it in your stomach, that warmth pushing past your walls in and out over and over again.

His groans turned you on too, an indicator that he was just as obsessed with you as you were with him. "Baby, relax, you're too tight" Vallen leaned down to whisper in your ear, his voice cracking a bit with pleasure, "Just relax," he practically growled in your ear, his hand moving to your tail as he rolled the fluff between his fingers. Vallen twitched inside if you, his dick throbbing with need.

With one more thrust he came, holding your hips down to prevent you from squirming away and wasting his fluid. "Thats it, bunny," He huffed, slowly pulling out to watch his cum spill from your pink hole — a lewd sight he'd always love. He sat back on the couch, taking a moment to breathe and rest his body. Your orgasm was evident too judging from the mess on the couch.

"Coffee, now?" Vallen chuckled, a small smile on his face as he watched you sit up. When you didn't respond his eyebrows furrowed, "Bunny?" Vallen knew about your libido, he's read articles about it multiple times but he always seems to underestimate how much you could really take.

You turned around, pushing him back down on the couch as you straddled his hips, hastily descending back down on him. Vallen groaned his body faltering while he tried to grow accustomed to your warmth again. He checked his watch, the silver glinting in the dim lighting — he had time. "You're going to kill me," He chuckled.

a/n ; finally !! Vallen ♡♡ I've almost forgotten how to write him since its been so long but I finally found the time to do it !

[smut-slut69]

★~"Girl's Just Wanna Have Sun"~★

★Hashira x fem!Reader★

Synopsis★How the Hashira react when they see their pretty little wife in a sundress themed after their Haori.(Minus Muichiro Ofc, cause I'm not a weirdo)★

Gyomei Himejime

Gyomei would want to show his appreciation towards you

His sweet little wife who knew how much small things mattered to him

You who hated the hot summer sun but still took walks through nature with him

Ate meals with him during the humid nights

And even accompanied him to dinners with the Master and his wife

In a pretty dress that matched his Haori, that you told him you bought purely because it relieved you from the summer heat

But he was sure you were doing it because you knew how much it meant for him to have his wife walking around with a symbol of him on her

How could he not reward you for that

"She's nice and loud for me today isn't she" Gyomei whispers in your ear. The sound sends a pleasant shiver down your spine and straight to your cunt. Which was currently being stuffed by two of Gyomei's thick fingers. You could barely listen to the constant flow of praises your husband was slurring in your ears. Everything was just so hot. The air of your bedroom, his warm fingers curled inside of you, his breath on your neck. And the green dress that had gotten you into this situation was starting to feel suffocating in the best way possible. Gyomei was entranced at the way you pussy took his fingers all the way to his knuckles. You were so wet, he could hear and feel it, the juices starting to leak onto his pants. But he wouldn't complain. The only thing he loved more than rewarding you, was rewarding your pretty cunt. So he could let the stain slide. "You hear her talking Y/n, I think she likes being full...and you earned it for her" Gyomei grins. "Mmm, guess she should thank you, make you cum real good"

Giyuu Tomioka

Giyuu can't help himself when he sees you in it

He definitely hates the summer

There are so many things about it that annoy him

The sun is pestering, the mosquitoes are always out, and his hair frizzes in the humid climate

But there was one good thing about the summer

Seeing his wife in her favorite way to stay cool

Sundresses

His favorite is the one you wear that is decorated with intricate waves of water

It reminded him of his own breathing style...and the way he made you squirt on his tongue

"B-Baby you said- fuck" you groan as your husband dives back into your slit. Lapping at your pussy without tire, as if he hadn't been at it for nearly an hour and a half. He heard and understood what you were trying to say. He had told you if you squirted one more time he'd let up. And he'd said that at least 3 times so far, and he had a feeling he'd be saying it again soon. To be fair, you knew how Giyuu got when he was between your legs. The man was insatiable, he would eat at your clit until he knew for sure you couldn't handle cumming again. And it was such a glorious form of torture. Cumming over and over again on your husband's tongue, juices squirting from you to the point they were dripping all over his face and onto his shirt. And even when he pulled away, watching you twitch and shake. Rubbing along your clit to prolong your orgasm. And when he looked up at you, a pleading look in his eyes. You knew what he was gonna ask before he even asked it. But the plea still fell off his tongue. "Please, Mama, just one more"

Tengen Uzui

Tengen's excited when he sees you in that sundress

All his wives have one

Something blingy and out there so they could be comfortable during the summer

The fact that your dress matches his flashy personality definitely does something to him

But I feel like the easy access the dress provides turns him on even more

"And oh my god! Y/n you'll never believe this flower I saw on the way home, it was so pretty and pink and it had a yellow inside and...." you were nodding your head along to your wife, Suma's story, really trying your best to pay attention. But it was hard, especially right now. To everyone else in the room, It looked like you were just casually seated on Tengen's lap. One of his hands resting on your hip. But concealed underneath your dress, You were hugging Tengen's cock tight. Trying your best to ignore the way his tip kissed your cervix whenever you shuffled on his lap. Just to try to make this position comfortable. And sweet little Suma didn't notice a thing, too busy telling you stories of her day like she always did. You were even managing to comprehend some of it. Until Tengen started a slow grind of his hips up into yours that had you squeezing the flesh of your thigh to hold in a moan. But with the way Tengen was grinding into you, you couldn't hold them back for much longer. Suma saw the way your eyes crossed in pleasure, and her own filled with worry. As if sensing the distress, Makio and Hinatsur walk into the room. And when they catch the sight of you, pathetically grasping on Tengen's lap they can already guess what's happening. But Suma's not so quick to catch on. "Y/n are you okay?""You idiot, Lord Tengen's balls deep in her right now!""Don't call her an idiot, Y/n did a good job withstanding Lord Tengen's teasing, she could have fooled anyone of us!" And Tengen rolls his eyes at his wives arguing, grunting as he feels you clenching around him, extra wet from having all the room's attention. "You guys are no f-fun"

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Sanemi's a freak as always

Summer seemed to be the time when everyone had parties

Some people through family gatherings, others hosted dinner parties

No matter what type of party there was

You always got invited and Sanemi, when he wasn't working, had no choice but to accompany you

And he hated it

Well, most aspects of it

He liked the dresses you wore, especially when they were white.

Made you look so sexy when he had you bent over the bathroom counter when you were getting ready

Sanemi always finishes getting ready before you. He usually wasn't one to rush his wife but his irritation got the best of him and he stormed upstairs to the bathroom. And for once he was grateful for his irritation. He went upstairs,  knowing he’d probably have to drag you away from a mirror and out the door. But when he actually lays his eyes on you, staring at yourself in the mirror, he pauses. Eyes trailing down his wife’s body Like this..he could see the low cut of your dress, your boobs pressed up perfectly in the hold of the straps. Sanemi walked closer to you, his hands encircling your waist. Your hips were thick but his hands were bigger, squeezing at the flesh. “This….I like this” Sanemi smiles at you. You smile at first, until you feel his hands start to roam over your body and you let out a breathy moan, “O-Oh…you really like it” He pulls you back and now you can feel his cock growing hard in his pants, “I have a problem now” he tells you, “You gonna help me fix it Woman?” he asks and you groan as he starts to palm at your tits. “Baby, we’re going to be late for the- the party” You whimper out as he pulls your tits out of your dress, fingers tweaking at your nipples. Sanemi shakes his head, “I’ll be quick, promise I’ll be quick” And when his hands trail down to your pussy, touching you through the fabric of your dress you give in. You always give in to your husband. He was insatiable. “F-fine!” you say and as soon as you give him the green light, he’s quick to shuffle your dress up your hips. He doesn’t even bother to yank your panties down all the way before he’s unbuckling his pants, pulling them down just enough to pull his own cock out. “You need prepping Mama?” he asks you, though his tip was already waiting near your entrance and when you shake your head no he grins. "Good, I'll go slow, I know that cunt's too tight to take me all at once"

Shinobu Kocho

Shinobu's Insatiable

On hot days, Shinobu likes to swim in a lake near the butterfly mansion

The only thing she hated more than demons was being uncomfortable and hot

You weren't particularly fond of swimming

Opting to come out and leave Shinobu some snacks in case you got hungry

But every time you had come out today to give her a small snack, it felt like she was getting teased

Because you came out in a pretty little sundress, made out of the same fabric as her Haori

And it was driving her crazy

You were beyond embarrassed right now. There was such a weird feeling of vulnerability that surrounded this. Being spread out on the hot rocks of the lake's shore, pussy wet and visible for anybody walking by to see. Not that Shinobu cared about that anyway. Because if anybody did see you right now, they would definitely see her too. With her head right between your legs, making you scream out so loud you scared all the nearby birds out of the forest. Usually, she didn't do things as taboo as sucking your clit outside, but how could she resist when her wife looked so pretty in her sundress. Pussy wet as if she was waiting...begging for Shinobu to make her cum at some point today. So that's what she did. The insect Hashira made you hold your shaky legs up as she focused almost all of her attention on your clit until you were a quivering but satisfied mess. Reluctantly, after you gently pushed her head away she relinquished you, looking up at you with your slick still wet across her bottom lip. "I think I've had enough snacks for today love...you should let me return to my laps because If I see you out here again...you'll be sitting right back here"

Obanai Iguro

I think Obanai's immediate reaction would be to take you right where he saw you wearing a dress

And he saw nothing wrong in that

How the hell did you think he was just supposed to sit there and see you in that pretty black-and-white striped dress?

Ass so pretty and perked up like it always is

Backshots should have been expected as soon as you wandered back home from a long day of shopping, all dolled up in that damn dress.

"Where the hell have you been hiding this" Obanai gruffed and it always baffled you how he could talk so clearly when he was pounding the shit out of you. You didn't look like you did half an hour ago. Your painted lips were smeared and your dress had sinched up around to your waist to the point where your tits had flopped out the top and your ass was on full display. Allowing Obanai to watch himself disappear in and out of you. He had fucked you out already, only two rounds in. But it wasn't your fault. His backshots were always rough but these were borderline mean. Obanai was so deep you could barely think, hands squeezing the sheets of your bed. You whimpered when Obanai twisted his hand in your hair, pulling you closer to him. Your back arched, toes curling at the sensation of his cock fucking you at a new angle. "I asked you a question sweetheart" he whispered in your ear. "...It's not polite to ignore someone who has a guest inside"

Mitsuri Kanroji

Seeing you in a sundress modeled after her would flip a switch in her

Because of how busy her work keeps her, it was rare she got to come home

So on a warm summer morning, you decided to drop by the Butterfly mansion which she was visiting, to see her

And when she sees you walk up to her in that sundress, she's speechless

Because not only is it modeled after, white that faded into a pink and green ombre that matched her hair...but you look incredibly sexy in it as well

The dress hugged your hips tight, and your skin was sheened with a slight sweat

You looked divine, and everyone else at the mansion was thinking the same thing

And there was only one problem with that

She wasn't particularly fond of sharing

"M-Mitsuri please, people are going to hear us!" you speak, looking over at the girl who had her hand up your dress. She had dragged you into a nearby room, with no hint as to who was coming in at what time. Mitsuri swooped to lock your lips in a kiss, "That means they know you're definitely off the market" You moan as her hands trace circles over your clit, making you jump, "I'm your w-wife love, everyone knows I'm off the market!" you argue back, a slight stutter in your tone as her pace speeds up when she hears your words. "I didn't like the way they looked at you, my pretty girl" Miitsuri speaks and you sigh, turning to look at her. "If I let you do this will you feel better?" you ask and Mitsuri nods her head. And with a sigh, you relent, letting her trail over your body with complete freedom. "There you go pretty," Mitsuri says as your breath hitches at the feeling of her fingers dragging through your clit. "Make a lot of noise for me, let them hear how I make you feel".

Kyojuro Rengoku

Rengoku would short-circuit

Like Kyojuro knows how to control himself.

He likes to fuck you gentle and soft

Show his love for you with every thrust of his cock

But seeing you in a sundress in an attempt to escape the humid climate of Japan in the summertime

The fabric patterned with his flames matched the ones on the end of his Haori

The vision drives him over the edge

And he fucks you like a madman

It was usually you that lost count of how many orgasms you had during sex. But tonight, you and your husband had switched places. He couldn't count how many times he had and neither could you. All you knew was that you felt so full. This man stuffed you to the brim, begging and pleading in your ear every 10 minutes asking to cum inside you as if he hadn't already emptied his balls into you an obscene amount of times yet. But it was nice, a turn to see him like this. Using you for his own pleasure, getting himself off with you. It made you feel good, almost better than he was fucking you right now. As Kyojuro's thrusts into your cunt grew sloppier, and his pleads start up again. You smile weakly, giving him confirmation and moaning as you feel him paint your walls white, a whimper rolling off his tongue. "Thank you l-love, thank you" Kyojuro whines, his hips pumping up again. "I've got so much more to give you sweetheart, you look so pretty. I need to fill you up again"

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Elevating Interiors: Luxury Solid Bronze Hardware & Kitchenware Décor

In the realm of interior design, every detail counts. From the grandeur of architectural features to the smallest accents, each element contributes to the overall ambiance of a space. In this blog, we explore the art of elevating interiors with luxurious bronze hardware and elegant kitchenware décor in India, showcasing how these exquisite pieces can transform ordinary spaces into extraordinary realms of sophistication and opulence.

The Timeless Allure of Bronze:

Bronze, with its timeless beauty and durability, has captivated designers and homeowners alike for centuries. Crafted with meticulous attention to detail, bronze hardware exudes an aura of elegance and refinement that effortlessly elevates any interior. From door handles to cabinet knobs, these pieces add a touch of luxury to every corner of the home, creating a cohesive and harmonious aesthetic.

Craftsmanship and Artistry:

At the heart of luxury bronze hardware in India lies the craftsmanship and artistry of skilled artisans. Each piece is meticulously crafted using traditional techniques passed down through generations, resulting in heirloom-quality treasures that stand the test of time. From intricate patterns to ornate designs, every detail is thoughtfully considered to ensure that each piece is a true work of art, worthy of being showcased in the most exquisite interiors.

Transformative Kitchenware Accents:

In addition to bronze hardware, luxury kitchenware accents play a vital role in elevating interiors. From elegant serving platters to handcrafted utensils, these pieces add a touch of sophistication to the heart of the home. Whether hosting a dinner party or preparing a family meal, luxury kitchenware décor enhances the culinary experience, turning everyday tasks into moments of indulgence and pleasure.

Creating a Harmonious Ensemble:

The key to successfully incorporating luxury bronze hardware and kitchenware accents into interior design lies in creating a harmonious ensemble. By carefully selecting pieces that complement the existing aesthetic of the space, homeowners can achieve a cohesive and visually striking look that exudes luxury and sophistication. From classic to contemporary, bronze hardware and kitchenware accents can be tailored to suit any style, making them versatile additions to any interior.

Conclusion:

In conclusion, elevating interiors with luxury bronze hardware and kitchenware in India is a journey of refinement and elegance. From the timeless allure of bronze to the craftsmanship and artistry of skilled artisans, these pieces add a touch of sophistication to every space. By incorporating luxury bronze hardware in india and kitchenware accents into interior design, homeowners can create environments that are not only visually stunning but also imbued with a sense of luxury and opulence that is truly unmatched.

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🔞 MDNI : JJK men appreciating your hip dips

Content : fluff, smut, fem!reader

Warnings : mentions light breeding/marking/bruising, faceriding (Choso), cunnilingus, nicknames, insecurities (hip dips), +++

GOJO responds dumbly: "But baby! I couldn't live without them." he means it. Your pussy sends him into orbit; he needs to grip your hip dips so he can stay on earth. "If you won't appreciate them, then my dick and I will! 😋💦"

GETO texts you a reply while at work: oh should i hold them tighter when i eat u out next time? will that make u feel better princess? 🖤 and pampers you for the whole weekend... in between your thighs for hours until there's slick smeared across his cheeks and your inner thighs. He keeps a possessive hand on your hip dips from then on.

SUKUNA responds with a sarcastic scoff, "What do I think of your "hip dips"? I don't know — why don't you ask my dick? It's always hard for them." and then he proceeds to show you what he and his dick think of your hip dips by fucking you into the mattress, making sure to dig his nails into your hip dips until crescent marks are left.

NANAMI is a darling and responds with full seriousness, "I love every part of your body. You're my goddess." and leads you to the bedroom by the hand, kissing you tenderly. "You know how I feel when I see your hip dips?" he traces his fingers over the curve of your hips that you're insecure about, "I feel like giving you my babies." and he spends the whole night fucking his babies into your hips 💗

CHOSO raises his brows in utter confusion. "What are hip dips? Oh you mean these?" he pinches and gropes them with his veiny hands. You explain your dislike for them, and he doesn't get it. "Shit, what are you on about? Shut up and sit your "hip dips" my face, girl." and then Choso restrains you against his face by holding your hip dips like handles. He doesn't stop eating you out until your head goes blank — blank enough to forget your insecurities.

TOJI just grunts like you're being ridiculous and pulls you in for a rough neck kiss by your hip dips, grabbing them tight with his big hands. He loves the feeling of his fingers sinking into the plush fat, it makes him rock hard in no time. "Oh doll, I'm gonna fuck ya good 'n bruise those hip dips, how's that sound? Mhm. Get on the fucking bed." and he unbuckles his belt, unzips his pants, and stuffs your mouth with his thick fingers as you collapse backwards excitedly on the bed. The morning after, you've got soft bruises decorating your hips to remind you how horny your hip dips make Toji.

IN CONCLUSION they are horny for your hip dips.

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This is fictional work.

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Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings: A little suggestive if you squint

Word Count: 1.2k words

You don't know how you allowed yourself to get manipulated into being a girlboss and moving out of your childhood home to live in your own apartment. While it was nice to have your own privacy and decorate your home however you liked, you realized just how many privileges you lost now that you weren't in the care of your parents.

There was no one there to make sure you woke up on time in the few cases where you slept through your alarm, no one that you could call on your way back from work to ask to switch on the water heater so you could take a steamy shower immediately.

You didn't have your mother's homecooked meals and you didn't have your father to pick you up snacks from the grocery store.

And one of the biggest thorns in your side was the reason you were dreading the entire day. Car maintenance. The auto shop was one of the most daunting places in your life as a girl who knew nothing about cars. Never once had you regretted not learning how to take care of your car or even the procedure required when you eventually take your car down to the auto shop.

But now standing in the hot and dusty garage, you were seriously rethinking your life choices. You should've scheduled these things for when your dad was visiting so you could ask him to take it instead. Or, even better, you should've gotten a boyfriend.

You were complaining in your head, dragging your feet about having to be here in the first place and whined about handing your car keys, with a bunch of adorable keychains attached to some rando.

But when Jason Todd, 6'2 man with biceps that were larger than your own head and a body that looked like he was shaped out of marble by Michelangelo himself walked out with a form for you to fill out, you were all too happy to be there.

Perhaps you'd be leaving here with a boyfriend after all.

"I have to admit, I don't really know much about cars so please don't scam me."

Jason chuckled, a deep, hoarse laugh that made you a little weak in the knees honestly and the boy-crazed fraction of your brain began to imagine how he would sound as soon as he woke up next to you, after a night of—

"A bit of advice, you probably don't want to let scammers know that you have no idea what they're talking about."

You giggled, scolding yourself mentally for finding that funny.

'Come on, (Y/N), pull yourself together it wasn't even that funny. His face is just great delivery.'

"Or I could keep coming here and have you check my car, since you're so trustworthy." You mused, sparing him a teasing smile.

Jason was completely picking up what you were putting down, giving you a coy smile of his own before responding, "Or perhaps this is just a tactic to get you to keep coming back."

You narrowed your eyes playfully, "Devious."

Looking back at his little clipboard, a thin metal rod of some kind tucked behind his ear instead of a pen, Jason asked, "When was the last time you got your car checked out? If your battery and brake pad was replaced recently, we could probably skip that and just do a routine check to make sure everything's running smoothly."

You winced, "I couldn't tell you, honestly. My dad usually handles this kinda stuff for me, I'm still kind of a new lamb when it comes to taking care of my car."

Jason raised his eyes from the clipboard for a second, "Your boyfriend can't do this kinda stuff for you instead?"

"I don't have a boyfriend."

He perked up immediately and you ducked your head to hide your smile, "I'm sure you probably have a record of it in your glovebox or something. Most places keep a little sticker with the date of your last service under the dash. I'll check it out for you, do you have somewhere to be, or do you have a couple minutes so I can make sure?"

You shook your head, shrugging your shoulders with a carefree smile, "It's my day off so I'm free as a bird."

He grinned, "Noted. Just give me a second."

You watched his back receding as he walked toward your car, shoulders looking like they could span the entire ocean and it was only when he was sat in the car and had turned on the engine did you whip out your phone at lightspeed.

"Ohmygosh Julie, I think I just met my future husband. Holy shit. He's so cute—gorgeous actually. He's working on my car right now and God, those arms, wow. And those eyes? God, I feel blessed just by looking at his face." The end of your message was interrupted by another mechanic running the engine.

You waited patiently for the sound of the engine to die before replaying the voice message so you could re-record the part that got cut off. Only you couldn't hear a thing.

Confused, you increased the volume, taking a sip from your coffee to soothe the inhumane squeal that you had let out while sending Julie the voice message. Once again you heard nothing.

You bit your lip at this, swiping down at the corner of your phone at access your control center and realizing the reason you couldn't hear anything was because it was connected to the Bluetooth on your car.

Wait.

THE CAR?!

You whipped around in horror only to find Jason smirking at you from the front seat of your car. If the world were fair, you'd be struck down with lightning right then and there. Or, since you were at an auto shop, a sentient car might run you over.

Alas, you continued to stand there in horror, completely unharmed no matter how badly you wished to be reduced to a puddle on the ground.

You called him your future husband. The ground should've swallowed you then and there. Instead, you just stood there in complete mortification and embarrassment while you stared at his amused expression.

Something startled him out of his gaze for a second and he pointed at your console, making a gesture like he was taking a call. Confused, you glanced at your phone.

'Incoming call: Julie'

Ah, saved by the bell.

*

"How much do I owe you?" You asked, quickly popping open your purse to fish out your credit card. You had stretched out the conversation with Julie as long as possible, begging her not to hang up and only interrupting her tangent when Jason finally came up to you, saying that your car was good to go.

"It's on the house." He gave you a charming grin, leaning an arm against the counter, "Can't have my future wife paying for anything, can I?"

Your cheeks flared red, still holding out your card for him to take, "O-Oh, I couldn't, really."

"If you insist, then you can always repay me with dinner. Today's your day off, right? Think you can pencil me in for 7?"

A shy smile grew on your face, your body so warm you had to resist fanning your burning cheeks, "Sounds like a plan."

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