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[straykids-2000]

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Hi, I'm sage, I'm 25, and I go by any Pronounce.

I love K-pop,reading,scream,rain,anime,drawing,and descendants

I write for stray kids, enhypen, my babysitter a vampire, Naruto, and more

kinks/fetishes i WILL NOT write about: scat/piss play, noncon, incest/stepcest animal hybrids, feet (i hate feet, i'm sorry i just can't lol), age play

Kinks, I will write for: dom reader, sub character, dirty talk, bondage, blindfold sex, public sex, humiliation, anal, and more

I mainly write for dom reader and sub character cause there's not a lot and I write for male and female

So yeah if there anything you need just ask🙃

[halcyonsbeauty]

Lord Ernest

Minors DNI (Please.)

My first-ever sort of smut thing. Please tell me what else to add to the tags, I don't want to be an ass. Soft Dom Male Reader X Sub Lord Ernest: Penetration (Ernest Receiving), Blood Drinking, Messy Blood Drinking, Lord Ernest Is 500+ Y.o, Not A Professional Relationship (Butler Reader, Master Ernest)

unmentioned genitalia Ernest, amab Reader

I MADE Lord Ernest and he's still OOC

Porn/Fluff Without Plot

His fangs, two large pearly canines next to his front incisors, dig into your shoulder as you massage circles onto his clothed back. You wince, still not used to being a living blood bag, and softly thrust upwards.

He sighs, his hands grasping your shirtless torso to anchor himself, and grinds downwards onto your cock. A breath of laughter leaves your mouth, one hand seizing his hip to discourage him from taking control, and your other tangles into his mess of hair. You tug, feeling his teeth slide out of your flesh, and stare at his yellow eyes.

He's about to go feral, give in to his desires as the King would say, but you ground him with another thrust and you let yourself appreciate his appearance.

Gleaming yellow eyes, though he can't seem to make eye contact with you, his pants ruffled, fallen, at his ankles, and your blood smeared across his maw. You chuckle, letting go of his hair to wipe the ichor from his lips, leaving the rest of the red filth against his cheek and chin.

"I wish you could see yourself, so pretty, such a mess."

He whines, allowing you to place your thumb in his mouth, and he's stuck between sucking on your digit and complaining.

He manages to find a middle ground.

"Shus' up, I can schill kill you-"

You thrust up again, continuing at an even pace, listening to him moan against your digit but you grin and remove your thumb.

"Oh, does the pretty vamp want to say something?"

He growls, or tries to, but you pull him back to your shoulder. He bites again, whining against your skin. You can feel some of your own ichor dripping down your skin, every grind dirtying his shirt with your blood, and his thighs slowly being covered in your life force.

You tug his pointed ear, silently taunting him to ease the protests out of his maw but he huffs and keeps drinking.

"No? Nothing you want to say?"

You can feel him shake his head ever so slightly.

"Okay, pretty boy, just keep drinking and I'll take care of you."

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leon, chris, ethan, n heisenberg getting surprised fucked if that makes sense aaaa

heh thank you nonnie!! this'll be a more modern, domestic sorta AU and i will be posting in two parts: leon and chris and then ethan and heisenberg

leon? he hadn't seen you coming from a mile away. you were proud of yourself for catching him off guard successful, he had been in the bathroom singing to the music he was blasting and was freshly out of the shower. you watched him for a while until you decided to finally get him.

your gaze on him was pretty much the only thing on his mind right now- that and how his perky ass shook each time he moved side to side. he let out a loud yelp when he felt you grip at his hips and bite his ear, your hand eventually coming down to smack at his ass, to which he let out a stiffled whimper and a soft pant. what he didnt expect was how you pushed him down onto the counter and caressed his ass, "w-wait [name]- wai-" but you didn't want to wait any longer. you shoved yourself in there without a care in the world, enjoying how his jaw dropped and a loud scream of pain and pleasure overtook him. his legs were shaking,,, a lot but he opened up for you like the good boy he was and let you use him to your hearts content. his whimpers and moans were truly delightful to hear. "please [name]- i-i can't take it anymore- please! there, there! h-harder- please daddy, make me feel good!" and make him feel good you did

chris? well he was working nonstop. he was always out of the house for his mercenary work and you never got to see him like before. you never had any time to spend with each other and it made you rather sad. you didnt want to bring this up to chris of course, that would only add to his stress with everything else, so when the night came and chris with it, he had told you that he had a couple days off ahead of time. you were so happy, you had planned so much- until he told you that he had to leave the night before the supposed "break".

you were angry to say the least. the one chance at being with your love- taken away once again. you wouldn't stand for it, not any more. you would make sure that chris was in no shape to be going to work whatsoever, that he would be forced to stay and relax with you. you woke up extra early that morning, smiling to yourself as you trailed your hands down his back and watched the sleeping man. you kissed at his cheek and neck, already sucking hickeys onto the skin and eventually woke him up. the sharp poking on his ass told him everything he needed to know. that and the fact you had been fingering him till he woke. chris gripped at the sheets and let out a heavy breath, "[name], i have to go to work." you were impressed with how he could keep a steady voice like that but you changed that real quick. soon, he was stuffed so full, it felt like you were going to tear up his stomach. his breeding kink was going absolutely crazy just thinking about getting filled to the brim and being the one who carried your children. he instinctively squeezed down onto your cock and tried milking you for everything you had. "fuckin'- fill me up, name! g-give me all your babies, make me yours- god-" needless to say, he had a good time.

little did you know chris had lied about him having to go to work again, he wanted to surprise you with a in bed breakfast,,,

[halcyonsbeauty]

The Purity - Chapter One (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1278881967-the-purity-chapter-one?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=GodIsFeared&wp_originator=%2BMbkeULDKd7juBCyJ%2FEBBVmnmHQu%2FLg2tfGBVwFdHwgkDh7agkUstjoJ4yowCPdFbxZYGd6WfD9FHwuj8Zb7dGsx0QibrYKlg2BA%2F8Z9aJAlyITi53mJfjiuq9Vyls8u Silk, masks, and blood. The Purity Ball is hosted once every year, an event the high-class wait for excitedly and the lower-class dread the moment the high-class step into the ballroom. Well, not every lower-class peasant dreads the day, they linger patiently for when they'll be invited to kneel and the steel is lifted to their neck. They are the sacrifices chosen, the ones captivating enough to impress even those with the highest standards, and the ones pristine enough to rinse away the evils committed by the ones who sip from the sacrifice. A complete year of planning goes into each event, beginning the very following day of the ball and finishing the day of. Then again, not everything can go according to plan.

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carlos with tall s/o -spoon anon

yes,,,

carlos is tall. we all know this. he's tall, muscular, and stupidly pretty. but somehow, during the years you two were away from each other, you had managed to grow almost an entire foot taller than he was. he was completely flabbergasted at first but then he found himself immensely enjoying how tall and strong you were now. you had no trouble picking him up and slinging him over your shoulder or the way you two wrestled and you could easily force him down without much trouble.

maybe he enjoyed it a little too much. carlos has some spunk to him of course, which usually led him to being quite the brat sometimes and he needed to be put in his place. whats a better way to do that than tower over him with a tight grip around his throat? he can see spots in his vision but he just lets out a croaky laugh with the last of his breath and whines out softly,

"más duro, papi."

[c-nstellati-ns]

hate fucking with heisenberg

holy shit y e s

for heisenberg, it was just a plain little game he liked to play to get on your nerves because he knows exactly what to do to push your buttons. you played along with this in hopes of him leaving you alone but,,,,, no. it got worse. so much so, in fact, that you were at your wits end the day heisenberg threw an insult at you that particularly stung.

you had him pinned against the wall, hand wrapped tight around his throat and squeezed. so hard that he could see spots in his vision but somehow, he was ridiculously very much into it. little did he know that all this would have led to him filling his pretty little ass up and overstimulating him to the point where he couldnt speak or focus on anything. metal man will always remember that outline of your fat cock wrecking his guts and how there was a visible belly bulge each time you thrusted deep within him

you were not a very violent man but heisenberg found a way to be the nuisance that changed that.

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bean get some sleep! you can listen to leon's whimpering noises later or have it play as you sleep!!! rest you precious bean

COINCIDENTALLY i did end up falling asleep after listening to it and just,,,, my dreams were absolutely Wild. just like you being a zombie that managed to keep somewhat of your humanity for leon and fell in love with him and having to wear a muzzle and collar so you dont wander off n dont hurt anyone.

leon loves you with his entire heart and he knows you wont hurt him,,,, unless y'all are in private and you're completely splitting him in half on your thick cock. you loved the pretty noises he made, all those little whimpers and him begging for more <3 hes a dumb little slutty cumdump for his zombie boyfriend

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the mistakes he’s made

[sam winchester]

He knew better than those people yet he still got wrapped up in the pleasure. Dean will be disappointed.

❤︎

"What? Are you going to stare at me?"

A snarl escaped from the demon's lips, getting dangerously close to the hunter. Sam swallowed thickly, looking away. His beautiful eyes were hazy and filled with lust, a sweet and bitter scent wafting throughout the small room. The sex pheromones that the incubus had released was making everything blurry, every part in the hunter's body felt sensitive. It was something he had to expect right? After all, he had requested [Y/N]'s presence. Now, he was a ball of shuddering nerves. Sam was fingering himself bashfully, overly conscious of those [eye colour] eyes. [Y/N] enjoyed this immensely.

Currently, said man laid back and watched, a cigarette placed between those slightly swollen lips. The deep red horns on his head were adorned in small golden rings and jewels, a sleek long tail matching the horns. Sam had to admit, [Y/N] was one of the higher end demons out there. Even Crowley agreed. 

He was curious of the new strip club in town, how everyone talked about how good the strippers were, how they knew about their deepest inner kinks, how intercourse would lead to them coming back for more. Obviously, this was no regular club. Dean had sent Sam to investigate and report back, but not to engage under any circumstance. He had stuck to that until he saw him. Until that selfish, pompous, yet unbelievably handsome strolled up and swept him off his feet. They had made out until they couldn't breathe, [Y/N]'s lips had such an addicting taste to them, like vanilla and honey. It was so basic yet... extraordinary.

And Sam found out, every patch of skin on [Y/N] tasted like that. And his touch, oh God, his touch! His hands knew where to apply pressure and where not to, his lips kissed the creamy skin and sent shivers throughout his body. Now, he knew why everyone was so captivated with this club. He knew this yet, didn't stop. He wanted more, he wanted more of the demon. He wanted the pleasure to overload his senses until he passed out. God, he was obsessed. 

These loud, intruding thoughts screamed throughout his head, pushing away any sense of panic and suspicion. Soon, [Y/N] stood and with each step, the scent of sweet pheromones intensified, Sam's mind reduced to complete and utter mush. His long claws scrapped over his skin, a soft 'tch' noise escaping from his lips, "A hunter reduced to this state, I've seen before but a Winchester? My, my, darling, I thought you'd struggle much more than this." The demon said in feign surprise, running his long tongue over his thigh. Sam lets out a small whine, trying to keep quiet. "Come on, Sam, say something." [Y/N] said, this time with more demand and a harsh smack to his behind. It took everything in him to stay quiet once again. He knew it would get him in trouble but he wanted to see where this would lead to.

"Say something or this'll end very badly for you, Winchester..." The demon said once more and licking the ridge of his ear, another series of smacks to his ass and thighs. Sam's eyes widened and teared up, a whimper erupting from his chest. Everything within him begged for the man to scream, moan, anything that would satisfy his new addiction but pride and ego were too strong. Once [Y/N] realized that he wouldn't let up, another 'tch' escaped from his lips. 

"Such a bad, bad man. We're gonna have to punish you."

"No. You really don't have to, sir." [Eye colour] irises widened slightly at this. Instinctively, two smacks could be heard onto his skin. Sam groaned and bit his lip, closing his eyes. "What the hell did you just say to me, slut?" The pure venom in that deep, husky voice was almost enough for him to climax on its own. But he wanted this to keep going, so he weakly smirked, "Y-you don't have to. I-It's really unnecessary when you think about it." He said, his voice wavering and stuttering occasionally. Slowly, he turned to his stomach, his beautiful behind propped up, as if the embarrassment and shame finally replaced with hot lust.

As surprised and angered [Y/N] was by this, he was also kind of turned on. The demon's tongue dipped down and ran over Sam's entrance, making Sam quiver and moan loudly. The noise was music to his ears. "Hmm.... I thought you wouldn't talk, bitch. But when it comes to disrespecting me, you'll gladly yammer on and on." Interesting. His rough hands held the two mounds of flesh and squeezed provocatively. The tip of Sam's dick weeped, twitching and unable to release, the hot pink cockring preventing him from doing so. His breathing quickened and was shallow, showing how much he wanted this to continue.

"God, you're just like those others. Except... you know you aren't supposed to like it. You're a hunter, isn't that right? A Winchester at that." [Y/N] said slyly, "You should know better. But you love it. You love me. You want me. Isn't that right?"

As if mesmerised, the man said breathlessly, "Yes. Give me all you got, sir."

"Everything about you humans is so fun!"

❤︎

baby what that tongue do

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the king and his love

[damien lavey]

King of Hell? Hell yeah.

❤︎

Being the new King of Hell was something fantastic for Damien. 

It gave him so much power despite all the responsibilities that came with it. There was a whole festival in celebration for him, but being the man he was, the demon wasn't there. He was out doing something he would call much more entertaining. Triumphantly, he watched the bonfire grow bigger, the heat raging from it made it much better. Damien knew he had to get ready for the Festival but he couldn't suppress this nagging urge to light something on fire. So here he was, procrastinating.

As he watched the flames burn, a low chuckle could heard from behind him, making him instinctively growl and turn around, "Who dares- Oh." When he saw the man before him, he couldn't help but smile brightly.  "Hey, babe." The pyromaniac cooed, walking to the man and embracing him. "You smell like gasoline. Interesting cologne." He chuckled, making Damien grin. "Thanks, do you like it? It's beautiful." The demon said happily, motioning to the growing bonfire. [Skin colour] darkened slightly and precipitated, [Y/N]'s bright [eye colour] eyes flashing a little. "Indeed, but it can't compare to the King of my Heart." The man muttered as he kissed his forehead, making him blush deeply.

"Oh, you insufferable, sappy human." This made [Y/N] grin.

Yes, it just happens to be that Damien's lover was also the only human in Hell. There were other humans out there, but [Y/N] happened to be living IN Hell. He hadn't done anything wrong but he simply enjoyed the weather. "Don't you have work to do, LaVey?" He asked, making Damien sneer slightly. "You're such a bore! I'm happy to be King now but I want to do something fun! All I've been doing is signing things and preparing the Festival all day." The demon whined loudly, the human swooning from the cuteness. [Y/N] swooped down and stole a kiss from his lips, making him hum in satisfaction.

"Alright... I think I know a way of... entertaining you..." The [skin colour] man said, a tint of mischievousness in his eyes. Immediately, Damien's eyes narrowed suspiciously before speaking slowly, "Hmm... what do you got?"

Loud whines and moans could be heard from within the King's room and throughout the empty castle, accompanied by sounds of skin on skin and grunts. Damien's claws dug deeply into the soft [skin colour] flesh of his hips, making [Y/N] hiss softly. The demon's red skin was flushed with bite marks, sweat pearl forming on his forehead as he gripped tightly onto his lover. "F-Fuck! Oh, s-satan, I s-swear I'll- [N/N]!" The more curses escaped from his beautiful lips, the more it encouraged the man to go faster. The faster he went, the more blissful the demon felt, making his cock twitch and precum release from the tip.

"Hmm... my, my, Damien, you're really feeling it huh?" The man grinned, his teasing nature always coming out to haunt him. The tight slickness was wonderful around him and it was even better when he would occasionally tighten around him. Damien moaned out and panted, his tongue lolling out. His deep yellow eyes were hazy and would not look away from [Y/N]'s [eye colour], turns out eye contact during sex was something he thoroughly enjoyed. He bit his lip and passed his over his lover's toned muscles, suddenly shuddering violently and screams escaping from his lips. The constant pounding on his prostate was something he relished deeply but Damien couldn't help but let out all the noise, showing his lover how happy he was making him.

[Y/N] dipped down and kissed his exposed neck, the demon underneath him squirmed slightly and scratched his back lightly, "O-Oh, [Y-Y/N] don't be so gentle now..." He said breathlessly, a chuckle could be heard. Because he spoiled Damien, he did as he was told, biting down harshly and drawing blood. Another trail of moans and curses could be heard from the demon and only to make it worst, he grabbed his neglected member and began pumping it. Hazy yellow eyes were blown wide from the onslaught of unending pleasure. His hips bucked up instinctively, and before he knew it, he came onto his toned stomach and red silky sheets. His jaw dropped in a silent scream, his lover smirking down at him.

Suddenly, the thrusts were even faster than before. Damien might've came but [Y/N] certainly didn't. They were just getting started. Even if the Festival was waiting.

"For you, my King."

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