#faerie nsft

[dripflower]

Taking a dip in a pond and some nymphs breach the water just to dote on you. Giving massages and cooing and telling you how pretty you look. Their touches are so soft and sweet, especially once they start playing with your chest and slipping their fingers between your legs.

Do they have ulterior motives? Probably. But you can't stop cumming your brains out enough to think too hard about it.

[destroya-says-hi]

You sit at the edge of the twilit glade, eyes closed, breathing shakily. Around town, there have always been whispers about what lurks in the forest. The portals that wait there, the otherwordly laughter like chiming bells whispered in the wind. You know there have been some tempted to venture deep into the woods as the sun sets, daring and foolish. Desperate enough to abandon their tether to this world and chance being bound to the next. To tempt the faefolk and their sharp teeth.

And now, here you are. Desperate. Needy. You'd feel foolish too if not for the heat in your chest, the catch in your breath, the strange, weightless feeling traveling downwards. Ever so slowly, you slide the strap of your dress off your shoulder. You move your hair out of the way too, presenting your now uncovered neck to the cool air. You let your hand travel downwards, lazily, enticingly, to rest on your chest. Blushing, you let out a small moan as your fingers circle your nipple, teasing, stroking, pinching. The flush travels all the way through your body as you just can't help but go faster, allowing your other hand to roam down your sides, caressing your thighs, moving inward.

"Stop."

The voice is at once commanding and gentle. As if it knows the words need no force, just to be spoken aloud in their owner's silvery tongue. Of course, you stop. You inch your eyes open and gasp - the being in front of you is gorgeous. Ethereal. Lightly shimmering skin, long hair braided with flowers and beads. Focused, animalistic eyes. Focused entirely on you. Drinking you in.

"May I?" it says, although of course it can. That's why you came here in the first place.

You nod, and without a second's hesitation it leans in and sinks its teeth into your neck. You cry out softly. The teeth are sharp and you know they could be doing much more damage. The thing is being gentle with you. Soon it moves, trailing bites down your collarbone before taking your nipple in its mouth and stroking the hard bead of it with its tongue. At the same time, its hand moves downwards, echoing how yours did before. It was watching you all that time, learning. You feel another rush at this, just as it reaches between your legs and grasps your hard cock in its soft hand. It strokes you slowly and you whine, not being able to help yourself. You feel it's smile against your chest. "If you want something, pet, you're going to have to use your words."

Your cheeks are on fire. You whimper, and it smiles some more, going just a little bit faster. "Come on," it coaxes, "What do you want?"

"P-please," you manage, as it speeds up, "please go faster!"

At once, it obliges, covering you with more lovely bites as its grip tightens and speeds up. You throw your head back, moaning, as you feel your cum explode out of you.

You pant, dazed, gazing up at the now darkened sky. It cleans you up, puts your clothes on, holds you in its arms. You are safe, you are warm, you are loved.

End.

[weretentaclegirl]

You thought it would be fine to fuck a fae as long as you don’t eat any fae food. You’re enthusiastically sucking a beautiful fae’s dick, not knowing he’s actually a prince, and he holds your head so you don’t move as he starts pounding on your mouth while tears strike down your face. He cums and you swallow it whole, tasting his sweet flavor and begging for more like a dirty whore. He smirks and pats your head, turning you on even more.

“Don’t worry, little human, you belong to me now. You’re my pretty little fucktoy, you will come to my palace and you will have so much more.”

You didn’t know cum counted as fae food. You don’t care anymore.

[temptresstitania]

new top is way too small. of course 🙄😒

[cookiekissers]

Elder Faerie Cookie NSFT Please?

🔥🔞 [Elder Faerie Cookie x Reader NSFT]

[oneshot]

Notes: Non-Faerie Reader, Deep-throating

It was the happiest night of your life. Or rather, the happiest night of your life was days ago and had stretched out into the following week as the whole Faerie Kingdom continued to celebrate you and Elder Faerie Cookie's wedding.

It was a bit difficult to get away from the crowd of Faerie subjects offering wedding gifts and congratulations to have alone time with your new husband. But you managed to find a little time to consummate your marriage in between parties.

The Faerie King's wings fluttered, and they shimmered as they caught the faint rays of moonlight. You kept a hand firmly over your mouth to contain your moans as Elder Faerie Cookie smirked down at your flushed face.

Hidden away deep in a quiet, special place in the castle's garden where Elder Faerie Cookie had proposed to you, you were perched on the cold edge of a silver bench inside the pavilion as he thrust his fingers vigorously inside your slick hole.

"I'm sorry, my love. I promise I will take care of you properly when we're on our honeymoon." Elder Faerie Cookie said softly. Stars flashed in your vision, and your head was spinning as your husband finger fucked you until you were a dumb mess. You couldn't utter a single word. You nodded your head dimly in agreement. With each swift thrust of his fingers, he curled them gently and grinded against your g-spot. Your legs shook and twitched. You couldn't control yourself with the pleasure coursing through your body like electricity. If this wasn't Elder Faerie Cookie's idea of "proper," you couldn't imagine the kind of pleasures you would indulge in together when on your honeymoon.

Despite Elder Faerie insisting on finger-blasting you until you were a drooling mess, you wanted to be a good spouse and pleasure your loving husband equally. You bit your lip to keep the cries of pleasure locked in your throat and began to stroke Elder Faerie's hard cock that had been only mere inches away, teasing you. Your husband's breath hitched slightly, and his ministrations slowed somewhat. His face flushed, and his breathing grew heavy.

"Dearest…" Elder Faerie whispered. His soaked fingers quickened to match the rhythm of your strokes. You squeezed his thick length as your hand moved up and down his shaft. Elder Faerie Cookie shivered, and a groan escaped his lips. His large beautiful wings fluttered. He captured your lips in a heated, desperate kiss. From the way Elder Faerie bucked his twitching cock into your hand, you could tell he wanted to do so much more with you than just tease each other endlessly.

Your inner walls squeezed Elder Faerie's fingers desperately, longing for that sweet release you were chasing. Your husband pulled away, his hot breath fanning your face, and a thread of saliva connecting your lips. Your body flashed hot as an unquenchable desire surged through you.

"M-My King, I'm close!" You moaned. You could tell from the throbbing of his cock that your husband was close as well. Elder Faerie Cookie gripped your hair and pulled your head forward, shoving his sweaty cock into your mouth. You sucked greedily on his dick, savouring his taste, and moaned around him as he began pounding into your mouth. A warm sensation pooled between your legs, and your thighs clenched tightly as Elder Faerie's fingers thrust faster into your tight hole. An intense wave of pleasure rolled over you, and your legs trembled violently. Elder Faerie cried out sharply as he stuffed his cock down your throat and came hard. You swallowed eagerly, relishing every last drop of his warm seed that slid down your throat. Elder Faerie Cookie slowly withdrew, his eyes searching your dazed expression as drool and cum dribbling down your chin. You swallowed a final time, still tasting the saltiness on your lips, and smiled up at your husband.

Elder Faerie Cookie straddled your lap and sweetly began to kiss your neck and shoulder. You happily embraced him, your body still tingling.

"Sorry, my love, I got carried away. Are you alright?" He asked softly. You nodded and kissed his neck back lovingly. He could feel your smile against his dough and sighed contently.

"You have nothing to be sorry for~" You cooed. You gently rubbed his slender yet muscular back.

"Perhaps we should cut the wedding party short." Elder Faerie Cookie mused. "I feel I won't be able to persevere until our honeymoon." He said quietly, giving the sensitive dough on your neck a nibble.

You pulled away gently and cupped his cheek with your hand.

"Then… how about we sneak away together without anyone noticing, hmm?" You teased playfully, a mischievous glint in your eyes. "Let's get a head start on our honeymoon~" You suggested.

Elder Faerie Cookie's lips curled into a smirk.

[heidi-drawings]

[archie-sunshine]

their wings are as small as i need them to be for them to make sense in the composition.

[dripflower]

The Dryad's Pet 🌿🌺

Dryad who's tangled you up in her vines after you tried to flee her forest. She thinks you're so adorable and fragile, unable to defend yourself- she can protect you, take care of you. She demands that you stay, it's for your own good after all.

She pulls you into the air and pries apart your legs, a thick haze entering the air as flowers open up all around you- releasing sickly sweet spores that coat your lungs.

Drool fills your mouth as your protests begin to fade. A warm softness filling your head, making all those swarming pesky thoughts disappear as your mouth hangs open and your tongue lolls out.

It's pathetic how easy you let go, you wanted this- it's why you went into her forest... To see if the rumors were true- to see if she really was as scary as the locals all said. But she's nothing like that, she's so sweet and kind- she's already taking care of you so well as you finally stop squirming!

You're staring forward, but you don't see anything but her as she pushes a phallic shaped vine into your mouth and down your throat, she begins pumping, and you being eagerly sucking, the nectar only ruining you further.

Somehow that thought gets you dripping. Eagerly you moan and press your hips forward, begging for attention. She can only laugh, her sweet hums filling your ears. She was right, you really are unable to defend yourself.

Greedily you keep sucking, dancing your tongue around her appendage as more vines snake around you, tearing apart your garments without you even bothering to look. There's no point, she's only doing what's best for you. You don't need those anymore.

She spreads your lips apart with those delectable tendrils, displaying your pussy to the entire forest as tendrils play with your clit, and large mushrooms grow out from beneath the dirt, sprouting like cocks, their heads dripping with excitement. She slides you onto one, it's so large, stretching your needy hole as you cry out. It pulses, and you clench, a disheveled grin stretching across your lips. Another wriggles it's way in, then another, then another. You'd never normally be able to take this much as she begins bouncing you up and down, still dangling in the air as her cocks fuck you- but that doesn't matter- she'll make you take it- she knows you can do it- after all you're such a good pet for her.

The vine in your mouth pulls away, caressing your face as you whine for it's return. It ascends into the canopy as a giant hibiscus flower- almost vaginal in appearance, lowers itself below your face, pressing forward before the petals wrap around your entire head. You suckle and lick, eager as sweetness begins filling your mouth. You're starting to fade, your eyes fluttering close and the scent invades your nostrils and takes your air. It's suffocating, but you take it anyway. You're such a good little thing for your dryad, pleasing her even when your body is starting to give out.

You feel that pressure build, pulling you over the edge as she feverishly strokes your swelling clit. You're chasing your orgasm now, begging for it as you see it just in the horizon.

"A favor for a favor." She teases, the entire forest suddenly falling still as you're left hanging, gasping and crying- so sensitive, so desperate. "If you really want this pleasure..." She begins, bringing her flower to grind against your face again, forcing you to lap her up. "Stay." She demands.

You don't even think, just mindlessly following orders. Your begs ring out through the woods, you truly have no shame. She laughs again, and her mushroom cocks ram into your needy cunt. You scream, wailing like a slut in heat as she rips your orgasm out of you, every orifice stuffed and used as she overwhelms you in greenery, her many appendages bursting with thick honey-like cum. Brush then wraps around you in an instant.

Hotter than a thousand suns, softer than the finest of cottons, more painful than brambles and bee stings, but finer than any high you've ever had- it's all too much and not enough all at the same time. You're cocooned by vines and leaves- and all of a sudden the forest is silent again. She has you now, and she'll never let you go.

She knew you were in need of a good home, such a foolish little thing, and she's so glad she can give it to you now. Welcome home.

[temptresstitania]

new bra <3 it's still a tad too small but it does the job ❂

[willjulep]

"You mentioned a word."

"Yes, for safekeeping. It is simple: Choose one word to speak that will end any act, at any moment. You may pretend that it is magic."

It wasn't magic, though. Beast would not be bound to his word by an arcane promise; he would be bound only by his integrity.

Beauty's eyes opened slowly as Beast's heat disappeared, golden eyes dark with intent despite the distance. "It won't be restricted to more... creative play. It is your word to use in all circumstances."

Red, White, and Beauty: A Beastly Collection

cover art by the unparalleled @freckled-king

[archie-sunshine]

my loving husband demanded i draw mlf celestia's huge ass so here you go everyone.

sorry yaoi fans a yuricane incoming

[dripflower]

An Encounter with a Mushroom Lord 🍄

Imagine walking through an autumnal forest, taking in the relaxing fallen leaves when all of a sudden you step on a mushroom. As you look down you realize you're halfway in a mushroom circle. You step forward to leave, but the mycelium beneath your shoes wraps around them and holds you tight, as something crawls out from the center of the ring.

A male presenting mushroom lord who's face is covered by fungal clusters where all you can see is his mouth rises from the earth. He's tall, regal, and nude aside from a cape of fallen leaves. Looking over you, he's just inches away from your face. He's well hung, his thick mushroom cock the size of your forearm, twitching as it hardens.

Your mycelium binds force you onto your knees, wrapping around every inch of your skin and forcing all of your movements. Your lips wrap around his throbbing heat and you're bobbing your head in seconds, savoring the musk and sweetness. Though he makes no expression, and says not a single word. You can tell he's testing you- maybe ever breaking you in, as you take in all of his length.

You gag, tears streaming down your face- but not in protest. Hungrily you suck, letting him use your pretty face as the clothes around your loins begin to feel too tight. Too restrictive. Too hot. You grind at nothing, your eyes glazing over as he continues to fuck your mouth. You pray he'll give your own heat some attention soon, as your throat is suddenly filled with sticky sweetness. Load after load he unleashes, nearly drowning you as your senses are overwhelmed. You drink him, swallowing all of his seed.

He does not shudder, or even appear fazed as he releases himself from your lips, slapping his cock against your face. Your hot breath beats against him as you gasp for air, and you finally see a smile curve upon his lips. Your binds then begin to pull, dragging you beneath the leaves and soil. Though you are not afraid, you can hear the mushrooms' soothing whispers. You passed the test, and your usefulness does not end here. He's taking you with him, into the land of the fae, where the real fun begins...

[temptresstitania]

think i dropped somethin...help me look?

[willjulep]

"Touch is the most potent, natural medium for staking one's claim." The Spring Court rejoices at Snow White's safe return, but the prince cannot share their relief. After all, a fundamental part of his very being remained in Autumn. Could it be homesickness, or is something more dangerous afoot? And how is Snow White to seek comfort in his confidants, the Verdant Prince and the mortal huntsman, if they keep disappearing with one another?

[meatcrimes]

because i’m starting to overthink it i’m stopping this piece here. if i started a pàtrеоn or second blog for my art would you follow?

again sorry for the tacky censorship tungle hates nipples. ptrn/OF/wherever i post my art will be uncensored only

[heartcycs]

HEARTCYCS, BABY.

indie / private rp blog for fandomless oc, Peoni, a Leanan Sidhe inspired by folklore, modern magic, and more.

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