#feast of tounges

[heartswellz]

orpheus…. eurydice…………. album called all hell……… it’s over guys

[merakidoll]

eren would start with a kiss. a single kiss to your puckered hole that made him go wild. the kiss would set something off within him, the flavors of you on his lips that he licks them and groans holding himself back. you would hear him but you’re too busy seeing stars by the single peck to your ass.

then, the atmosphere would change. your body would go from tense because god you needed another kiss, to clawing at the expensive vehicle’s door handles trying to get away.

you would be screaming, windows fogging with the sexual tension. while eren was in heaven. feasting between your cheeks, starting off with a tounge kiss untill he needed to go in, get more.

his pierced tounge sliding from your ass too pussy. jucies building up on the tip of his tongue she so he could take one big swallow feeling the creams going down his throat.

he wouldn’t saying anything, a single slap to the ass alerting you to shake it on his face. do exactly what you do on the pole on his tounge. his vibrations would be felt all over your body. your palms sweaty very strong feeling in your stomach. until you came.

cream, going all over him and the leather seats. all he did was close his eyes and take it, spreading your ass so he could fuck all the cum out of you one good time. once mister yeager was satisfied he would spit on your puckered hole rub it in with his thumb making you fall out right there.

“gonna have to do this again ma’ma. now get in there and make some money f’me”

said i would @ najma when i did it tehehe @honeybleed

[sugarushwriting]

cherry popper x han jisung

a request from this drabble found here

[ jisung: opposite of hyunjin—shy on the outside but completely relaxed and confident on the inside. so smooth with his moves and all. you’re surprised how smooth he is as he’s typically so clumsy and shy. ]

not full length, just extended drabble

adult content featured, read at your own discretion

han, has always been in your life. growing up together as close friends, traveling, never leaving one another’s sides.

he’s quite a character. funny, clumsy, so not good at sports, but has a wonderful voice he likes to play down.

“it’s not that good.”

“you could sing me to sleep every night and i wouldn’t complain.”

you’ve also noticed how introverted and shy he gets around people he’s not close to, especially girls. you’re literally the only girl hes constantly speaking with.

even then, it took him a while to talk to you. back as kids, you would never leave him alone until he agreed to become friends with you.

“you have chubby cheeks like a squirrel.” five year old you had smiled. jisung blushed but smiled, happy a girl had talked to him.

so now, as young adults you can’t even fathom the thought of han jisung, your introverted, sometimes anxious, always clumsy friend, has been able to pull “moves” on anyone. let alone a woman.

let alone, you.

he was laughing nervously, hands shaking, stumbling with his buttons, your buttons. he was stuttering as you both undressed, his heart beating fast as his chest rose and fell.

you were a virgin. he knew that. you expected him to be gentle and kind.

what you didn’t expect is that your clumsy and shy friend was a freaking monster in bed. smooth and all.

it started with the kiss. slow, sensual, he seemed nervous at first to kiss you, but that didn’t last long. you hadn’t realized him leaning you back on the couch, movie forgotten on the television.

his lips glued to yours as if he was scared to let you go. his lips so soft and gentle against yours. until it wasn’t.

jisung pushed his tounge in your mouth, catching you off guard once again because he had pinched your side which you wasn’t expecting and squealed.

he was smooth with rolling his hips against yours, the bottom half of both of you grinding against each other. his lips easily trailed down your cheek, chin, neck, to your now exposed shoulder.

what happened to the guy who was just fumbling with your buttons?

jisung found himself situated between your legs, a smile on his face as he drooled at the thought of him finally being able to taste you.

skilled tongue that’s what he had. you heard him rapping before, and the way he rapped always did something to you. the way the words flowed, speaking fast, tongue being able to keep up. you had a feeling deep down he’d be good with his tongue.

and you were right. skilled as a fucking man-woman eater or whatever.

your legs were shaking ten minutes in of jisung just feasting on you. “ji—jisung.” you pleaded. you don’t know what for, but you can’t take much more.

he would get you close to the edge, then just slow down to get you back down. he was teasing you. edging you. torturing you.

quickly, smoothly, no time to get a warning, to adjust, to breathe, jisung’s dick was buried deep in you.

“fuck you jisung!” you yelled not even caring his roommate minho could potentially hear you. “i told you i was a virgin!”

jisung laughed. this motherfucker laughed. “can’t handle me, huh?”

“shut up.” you mumbled, gripping on to his biceps. “could’ve gave me more time to adjust.”

jisung has definitely pumped up and his new tattoo just makes it more attractive. him more attractive.

jisung grabbed you from underneath so he held you up in his arms, and literally began fucking you while standing.

show off.

this is what you get for teasing him all these years. teasing him about his clumsiness and his lack of ability to flirt.

you held tight around his neck, a moaning mess in his ear as he grunted in pleasure.

“jisung, i’m close.”

“me too honey.”

the orgasm was intense. jisung had to lay you back on the bed as he came as well, pulling out to have it land on your stomach and pelvis.

both of you breathing hard, however, jisung had a big smile on his face.

“nice moves, huh?” he chuckled.

you grabbed a pillow from behind you and chucked it his way. “shut up.”

[shomixremix]

Post-sex cuddles ft. the Fontaine boys ♡︎

I just finished the Fontaine Archon quest and couldn't help but make something fluffy and smutty <3

tags: Lyney, Neuvillette, Wriothesley, afab! reader, fluff, cuddling, smut, implied smut, mentions of rough sex, fingering, pussyeating

-> the world turns quiet as you and your boyfriend take a couple of breaths after a particularly rough love-making session.

reqs open ♡︎ | minors DNI

-> lyney

"are you alright, dear?" your boyfriend asks, as his lips slide down your slick skin. your chest is having as you're trying to catch you breath. that, of course, is a little difficult, considering that two of the magician's slender fingers were still nestled snuggly deep in your cunt.

"mh! mhphh-!" you tried to moan at his torturously slow movements, yet his lips on yours didn't allow that. the kiss was soft and warm, just a quick peck to soothe you and shut you up.

"shhhh.. relax, my love. one more, hm?"

your fingers tightened in his silverish hair, the one you tried petting after the last round, foolishly thinking it was indeed the last. you should've known lyney would want more. especially with those talented hands of his...

your pussy tightened around his digits, desparate to get him to move faster. after how he railed you only mere moments ago, this change of pace was very unwelcome. if he wanted you to relax and unwind, he shouldn't be doing this!

"noo, lyney!" you whine, pulsing around his fingers. "you promised! no more!"

with a kiss on your forehead, your boyfriend finally pulled out his fingers.

"okay, okay, dear. are you surely alright? i didn't overdo it?"

"mmm..." you shake your head, eyelids closing by themselves. "no.. 'ts okay, Lyney... 'm not hurt.. felt good..."

he cuddles you close, wrapping his arms around your waist and lovingly soothing your back. he smiles, knowing all too well that soon he will hear adorable little snores.

-> neuvillette

you had gotten worried. he had not said a word, he didn't even look at you - face-down laid on your warm, sweat-covered bosom, Neuvilette rested quietly. truth be told, this was the roughest love-making you've had in a while, and you didn't mind all this comfortable silence. you needed a break too.

"love?" you call out to him, gently clearing his large back of his long hair, letting your fingers soothe him.

his response consisted of two parts: 1. the low, almost dragon-like growl emerging from his chest that you have grown to love, and 2. the way his large palms squeezed your waist, kneeding at the flesh.

you chuckle at his behavior, not even expecting what's coming next. you had assumed the two of you would make your way to the baths, perhaps share a meal and doze off to bed... yet, neuvillette had other plans.

suddenly, you felt the warmth of his tounge sliding on one of your tits, circling the nip. his mouth quickly opened, sucking the boob in his mouth.

"oh! neuvi! ohhhh.... oh!" you moan, rolling your eyes back as you relax into his touches. how was it possible that this dragon-man, who was just now splitting you in half on his dick, had your body melting under his touches yet again?

"you taste so good, little one" he pants as he deataches himself from you for a brief moment, only to move on to your other boob. for him, this wasn't just a way for the both of you to unwind after your particularly tense night - it was a delicious feast, one he was going to take advantage of.

"mmmphh.. thought we said we are gonna rest now, hm, Chief Justice?"

you saw him smirk for a second, even though his lips were still busy on your tits. one of your hands stayed on his back, caressing it lightly, while the other made its' way up to his hair, twirling it around your fingers.

what a perfect end to your already incredible night with your lover...

-> wriothesley

"fuck, baby... you taste so good..." he groaned into your wet cunt, his tounge drilling into your hole and greedily lapping up at the juices.

when your boyfriend mentioned a few moments ago that he had an idea how to get you to relax and, in his words, "properly take care of you" after he had just broken you on his cock, you certainly didn't think that it would be by coaxing yet another sweet realese out of you with his mouth.

"ah! mh! mpphhh!! aaahh- ah, Wrio!"

you cried out desparately, bucking your hips up to meet his tounge half way. there was nothing about his pussyeating that could be described as relaxing - in fact, he ate you out like a man starved. you knew damn well that his "relaxing" was just a cover so he could get his tounge in you, yet you let him anyway. it wasn't like he needed much convincing.

his tounge worked it's magic, thrusting twice inside your weeping hole then twisting once skillfuly around your pulsing clit.

"oh! so close, sososososo close! Wrio, please! please, I need- need this, need you! ahhh, Wrio! please!"

not a second later, Wriothesley flicked his tounge on your nub just in the right way, making you collapse instantly. as soon as you rode out your orgasm on his tounge and let him lap up the remains, his lips were on your belly, this time with the real intention to soothe.

"you did great, doll. took it like a real champ, y'know? now, anything hurts? just tell me of you need me to kiss or massage anywhere.."

you shake your head, opening your arms wide. nothing needed to be massaged or kissed, you simply needed to be in his arms. your boyfriend, a smart man, caught on quickly, bringing you into his hold.

despite your protests, wriothesley continued to kiss at your skin, gently soothing you to a calming slumber.

[first-edition]

if you still take requests and ofc if you're willing to, could you please do a one shot of sandor clegane x f reader with lactation kink? like they're married & he survived (post got) and have children - type of scenario?🤍

OFCOURSE omg. Firstly thank you to @dat1angel aka my bestie for helping me figure this out as I’ve never wrote a lactation kink fic before but it was fun.

MINORS DNI

Cw- pinv unprotected, fem reader, pregnant reader, lactation kink, consumption of human milk, Husband a wife ,mother and father , with little plot, not proof reader sorry for any error as usual i write this shit at 3 am usually lol.

I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!

Sandor holds your waist as you grind against him. His cock has been buried in your cunt for over an hour and just being able to watch you riding him is enough to keep him hard and cum better than he ever has.

You’ve had the greatest honor in giving him two sons both of which are old enough to be riding thier own horses and exploring the village under the supervision of the guards you have at the castle and that is where they are now. Exploring the village as the festival goes on.

You’ve become pregnant with sanders third child only a few months ago your belly every growing as you prepare to give birth once again. Sandro cannot help the fact that he is utterly obsessed with your plump state. How you flesh grows softer and your body becomes rounder in support of the little life he helped create inside you.

Any chance he gets he. Has you strip and dance for him the new baby fat perfectly giving you more curves than before. Even now as he groans under you his large hand grips the flesh of your waist once in a while giving your apple ass a slap causing your cunt to clench around him as you jump.

You open your eyes only to see him lustfully starring back at you his hand exploring your sides feelign every inch of you. His actions and look of adoration makes you smile but that smile fade when you feel liquid secrete from your breast your face reddens as cover your chest gasps about to get off your husband in embarrassment.

But he grips you still and sits you looking you square in the eyes before he runs his thumb over your hardened nipple taking your breast into hand.

“Fuck…we cant let this go to wast now can we.” He speaks before dipping down and licking the liquid off. The sweet taste of your milk coating his tounge as he moves to the other.

He groans as he sucks on it wanting more. You moan out as he then turns your both over so he’s on top only to pull his lips away for one second to being fucking up into you relentlessly your tits begin bouncing up as he does.

He grips one and massages it causing more milk to seep out. He quickly laps it up and does the same with the other. Somehow keeping control as he roughly fucks you. Drinking up your sweet nectar. You clown at him and moan out as he continues to stimulate you.

“Fuck you taste like gold!” He groans deeply continuing to feast.

“Ah-ah s-Sandor i-“ you trail off as your toes curl and your pussy clenches. The sensation of your orgasm washed over you in shock causing your back to arch only giving your husband better access to your breasts.

Moments later his thrusts falter and hes cumming up in you making sure you get all of his seed despite being currently pregnant.

You pant as you stay in place for a moment. Sandro comes off your boob with a light ‘pop’ you look to him as his lips and chin are coated in a sheen as he licks off the access. You glance down at your chest seeing it littered with mini bruises from his rough suckling.

You wrap your arms around his neck pulling him too you kissing his lips deeply tasting your own on him. And fuck he was right.

You do taste like gold.

MY REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN SEND A NOTE IF INTERESTED.

[woongiesea]

💙 ── 𝑰 𝑪ould 𝑬at 𝑻hat 𝑩oy 𝑭or 𝑳unch

shy!bttm!male reader x dom!top!jiwoong

in which Jiwoong's shy little boyfriend satsfies his appetite during his diet

content warning: gay sex, oral sex, anal sex, Jiwoong eating the reader out, Jiwoong calls the reader "Princess", lowkey rough smut, unprotected sex (dont irl !), muscle kink, slight degradation kink, slight slut shaming, cum drinking, this is just super freaky lmao. loosely inspired by lunch by billie eilish. mostly just smut with no real plot lmfao. (lmk if i missed anything !)

author's note: hi everyone !! this is my first fic so I'm like super nervous hshshsh i hope you guys enjoy <333

also, woongie in thank tops <333

Being sent on a diet to loose weight meant things for Jiwoong. Firstly, it meant that he always walked around with this stomach grumbling the slightest. And secondly, he was needy. So damn needy. So of course he couldn't help himself when you approached him late at night, shy and desperate to cum, could be? All he could think about was all the different ways he could eat up that perfect hole of yours, and drink your cum to satisfy his needs.

Jiwoong laid you down on the bed, your legs hanging off the edge, feet barely touching the floor. He gripped your knees with such strength you almost let out a small whimper from your lips, stretching your legs as far apart as they could, just for him. You could hear fabric rustling, as Jiwoong got down on his knees, face-to-face with your fully clotched crotch. He rubbed your thigh, his fingers squeezing around the flesh, glaring at your like a hungry predator. You whimpered, feeling Jiwoong's touch on your skin. You wanted him bad. so damn bad. And he needed you too. He giggled at the slight shivers you gave as his hand toyed with the straps of your underwear. He took them off, little by little, with so much care you didnt even notice until your member stood up, freed from its fabric prison, hitting the cold air. You gasped, and Jiwoong laughed at how sensetive you were. "You're so fucking responsive, we haven't even started yet, baby..." He slipped his hands under your thighs, lifting you waist up till you felt your dick make contact with his nose, high up. He kissed your balls, and you could feel his smile curving as he made contact with your skin.

His hands travelled from your thighs to your ass, placing your thighs on each side of his shoulder. He gave your ass a firm squeeze, his fingers slowly spreading your cheeks apart, causing you to erupt in a plea of moans. He was teasing you, unbearably, and all you could do was whine. Jiwoong had you under his complete control. He enjoyed this position, seeing you so weak and begging you to fuck him already. He laughed, throwing his head back.

"You're so fucking desperate, I love it. You're like a little bratty, princess, y'know?"

You blushed at the nickname, Jiwoong's words turning you on even more.

"Good. Now sit tight, Princess. The feast has barely even started."

You complied, feeling more and more turned on every second as his strong hands hoisted your ass up all the way to his mouth, watching his muscles bulge and ripple with his movements.

When his lips finally came in contact with your hole, it was pure bliss. Gently, me had out with your hole, pushing his tounge in deeper and deeper by each second. You moaned breathily, feeling the pleasure flowing through every cell of your body. Jiwoong was doing such a good job, it made you lose your breath. He never gave you a second to breath, making sure you were whimpering and moaning his name every second, curling up your toes, fists in the sheets, holding on for dear life.

"You...slut" Jiwoong gruffed through licks and wet kisses. "You like this? Being eaten out like the little whore you are?" He smirked. He knew what effect he had on you. Your dick twitched, tip coated with precum. Jiwoong grinned at the sight. His tounge swirled in your hole, faster and rougher, reaching the deepest parts of you, eliciting sinful sounds from your mouth.

"Earger to cum, hm?" He grinned darkly. You were on the edge of your release when all of a sudden he stopped. You whined in displeasure, about to say something desperate when you felt Jiwoong's lips envelop the tip of your dick.

He held you by the underside of your thighs, slowly setting you back down on the bed. He climbed over your fgure hungrily, devouvering every drop of precum that spilled out of your little pink tip. His hands clamped the sides of your waist, refusing to let you move. Your hands reached down, tangled in his bleached blonde hair. This moment was intoxicating. The way Jiwoong's tounge swirled around your dick and how perfectly it made you choke on your own moans and pleas to calm down, it was like electricity flowing between your bodies.

You didn't even get to announce your arrival when suddenly you were shooting white ropes into Jiwoong's mouth, who swallowed up everything that you gave him, hungrily gulping down the sticky white substance with desperation. He licked his lips, poking around for any small drops. He licked your dick clean, placing hungry, chaste kisses on top. "Fuck, Princess..." he groaned, gulping down the last of your load. "You taste so good. I want more..."

He crawled over to you, planting kisses all over your face- forehead, nose, cheeks, jawline, and finally, your lips. He devouvers your mouth each time, with skill and precision that scares you. He makes you gasp at the perfect times, giving him just enough time to slide in his tounge and explore your mouth. He was so good, he knew you so well, you could only melt under his touch.

His hands slid under the fabric of your thin shirt, rubbing his fingers against your sides in exactly the perfect spots that god you riled up for him. His hand trailed downward, till his fingers poked around the entrace of your hole again.

"You okay, Princess?" He asked for approval, you nodded silently. He smirked.

He pushed in two fingers at the same time, scizzoring you open, pulling out the whimpers and moans he's always needy for. You gasp, moaning his name. "That's right, Princess. Show Woongie how good he's making you feel~" he edged you on, till he considered you ready.

Unbuckling his pants and peeling off his tank top to some corner of his room, he threw your legs over his shoulder, impaitent to get to the good part. "Gonna make Woongie feel good, m'kay?" he led you on gently, pushing his tip into your entrance, causing a prolonged, lewd moan from you. Music to his ears. "That's right, baby, I got you... breath for me..." He whispered, letting you adjust to his girth as he slid it in, little by little.

You whimpered, breathing heavily as he slid in, filling your hole deliciously. You clenched around him, squeezing him tight. He groaned. "Fuck, princess, so desperate?" He smirked, slowly rocking his hips and moving you along with it. You gasped, fisting the sheets till your knuckles went white. You whined for more and more, greedy for pleasure as you chased your second orgasm of the night.

He fully unsheathed himself inside you, rocking his hips back and forth at a caluculated speed to hit your sweet spot over and over again, sending you on the edge as a moaning mess for his cock. He quickened his pace, hips snapping forward as he grinded into you, drawing out the pleas and whimpers he loved to hear, too blissed out to form coherent sentences

"You're doing so well, Princess. You sound like an angel. Cum for Woongie, 'kay?"

You nodded. He smirked, pushing into you at an erratic pace, sending you screaming in pleasure. Jiwoong's face darkened in pride at how he always ruined you, made you so cock-drunk and down bad for him. For everyone else, you were an innocent angel, but only for him were you a princess whining needily for more. He got off to the tears of pleasure streaming down your face, kissing and drinking them up. "Fuck, even your tears taste sweet, princess!" and with one final thrust he sent you into pure nirvana. All you could comprehend was White ropes of your thick white cum and Jiwoong climaxing and filling your tight walls with his white.

He stood back, hungrily eyeing his creation. Too fucked out to even comprehend words, breathing heavy and dripping with cum from every angle, his hunger only grew. He slipped off your dirty t-shirt, licking your cum off your body. You loved the feeling of his hot tounge roaming around your body, devouvering every inch of you till he was satisfied. He kissed your lips with passion and lust.

He looked at you with nothing but pure love in his eyes. "You did so well, princess. I love you. let's get you cleaned up."

[lavieverdezoro]

"Please"

Sanji × Reader // female reader, nsfw - overstimulation (f!receiving), blood (Sanji nosebleeding), praising

You never know how you managed to get in such a situation such as Sanji eating you out relentlessly.

Sanji is a man who will automatically do what a woman tells him to. He's a womanizer, he treats each woman he sees as a goddess and expects nothing in return.

You've been noticing how the blonde was paying more attention on you. That thought surprised you but you couldn't help but feel a bit flattered. You've always liked his attention despite him being perverted, you found the special cook attractive on the way he treats you like no other man with such love, passion and care.

Sanji had been paying more attention to you because you give him attention he deeply needed and craved, he has been soaking up every attention you give him.

Whether it be a single glance or a simple greeting-he goes weak to his knees. You make him fidgety and bothered with thoughts. You fill him up with the sweetest of sins that lights up a fire deep within him.

He'd feel really guilty for thinking of such thoughts but he couldn't help himself, he's touch deprived but hates asking for it or anything in general. He does things for people without expecting anything in return. His kindness is what makes him the strongest but also the weakest.

Sanii was down bad and desperate. Despite that he's a hopeless romantic, he doesn't fully understand what love is. What love meant to him is him giving what people want even if it ends up hurting him in the process.

He was soaking up every bit of your attention, he'd do anything for you. He'd topple down empires for you, run around the whole earth for you, slash the moon in half if you asked, and you think you have to plead or even beg him for anything?

Sanji felt like he was in heaven when he got to eat you out relentlessly, he couldn't stop himself. He ate you out so many times to the point where you lost count.

Mmh. y/n~ my love, you taste so divine. I can't help it, let me do another round." He spoke into your clit, his nose bleeding whilst his wet muscle shove itself it and out of your pussy. His eye absorbing and taking in every bit of your sweet expressions you make as he ate you out. The sight of your body twitching and the sound of your moans leaving past your lips shakily made him so fucking good.

It felt like you were his only purpose now. He buried his hips to the mattress with his growing erection, a groan leaving his throat and into your pussy which made a pleasurable shiver run up your spine.

His slim and slender hands gently grip on your thighs, pushing them more wider just so he could feast on you again. He couldn't help himself, he's eating you out like as it he hadn't eaten in days. His tounge would pull out, savoring and licking your wet folds as his hand sneaked up to enter two digits into your needy entrance.

"You're so beautiful, y/n... You truly make me feel like in heaven." At this point, Sanji was slurring out words of praises into your clit, the vibration making you shake and grip on the sheets more. You were helpless under his heavenly care, his tounge just felt so, so good. You couldn't help but squeeze your thighs around his head as you reach your peak-your juices went all over Sanji's face and mouth and he lapped it all up as if it's his only source of food.

"Y/n.." He'd mutter, his pupil now in the shape of a heart as he grinded his erection more against the mattress. It wasn't long until he came and released himself in his pants accidentally while he was grinding on the mattress.

Sanji went to his knees in between your legs as you pant heavily from reaching your high. You hear the sound of his belt unbuckling as his hardened cock sprung free, some cum already leaking from his accidental orgasm. He leaned down, kissing your neck lovingly as he whispered in such a desperate tone.

"please, let me love you more."

©lavieverdezoro blog

[sizzlingstarlightsky]

*When We Say So [dabble]

Azriel x Reader x Eris

cw: smut, oral, blindfolding, mainly just one big tease, hints at shadow play, fire play, bondage, overstimulation, mean dom azriel and eris

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Darkness. That's all I had grown to know. It feels like hours I've been stuck here. Tied to the posts of the bed like some hog.

A feast for all to eat. Well, at least for the two males currently devouring me. Taking turns, never letting me get to the peak of my bliss.

"Eyes on me Sweetheart." His cold husky voice causing a vibration to radiate through my nerves and blood.

"I... I...I.. cant" I wimper, "Your shadows.... are... aauhhh.. too excited" Ghosts of void slithering just above my skin. Teasing me, toying with their food.

This fucking male has the audacity to LAUGH "Oh baby, I've been holding them back. They haven't even begun playing with you."

"Please sir... please let me cum!" There was no reward. Just a wet slap aching through my core. My wimpers were met with the firey gaze of the male playing with my nipples. One hand pinching so deliciously while the other grabing my face, turning my focus to him.

"Not yet you needy slut" Azriel purrs into my folds. "We're not done with you."

The second male, arogant, cheeky, hums into my ear "Shouldn't she see the painfully beautiful face of the torturer drinking her up."

With a smirk and a glare exchanged over the dinner table Eris starts a steady, controlled fire. Illuminating the room in an orange shadow, tendrils of flame mix with the ropes binding me to the mattress. The heat and the rope burn together bringing me dangerously close to the edge.

Looking down into the lust filled hazel eyes of the shadowsinger was the worst decision I could have made. With a scream, I completely came undone around his tongue. "AZRIEL FUCK... YES.. OH GOD YYEEESSSS!!"

"...tsk...tsk... Angel...." clicking his tounge in disappointment. "You know you're only allowed to cum when we say so." Looking to Eris currently sucking away the reminence of my high through my nipples, "Do you think she's earned that orgasm Lordling?"

Eris, moving back to my ear, wispers "no"

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Just a quick little something to get the inspiration flowing. I may write more of this, may not, idk yet. Gonna see what else sparks as I outline a longer story idea.

Thank you @chunkypossum for the motivational push 😘

[lovely-p-issues]

Odysseus song fanficion: In serpent's body

Athena calmly stepped over the corpse of one of the suitors and moved down the blood-slippery stairs. Despite the darkness, her eyes could easily see the numerous red splatters on the walls. She stopped and touched one of the stains in wonder. It was not a fatal shot.

Something at her feet groaned with pain. She looked straight into the terrified eyes of a man- No. Not a man. A monster. An animal. She saw his past and knew his thoughts. She didn't even flinch as she saw more blood drip from his mouth as he tried to plead for help or mercy.

Another moment, and his soul would have wandered straight to Tartarus, away from her Warrior, away from the Queen, and away from her- former friend.

She crouched down and with a jerk pulled an arrow from the side of the terrified suitor.

"Hold him down while I slit his throat, right?"

She wasn't smiling. She felt no pleasure when, a moment later, another body fell lifelessly to the floor. Perhaps a hint of satisfaction, however, carefully hidden beneath the sense of expectancy buzzing through her veins.

Everything seemed to be coming to an end.

A few corridors away, a scream of terror rang out. She could hear another torch hitting the ground.

Athena sighed. It was time for the final trial.

Like a whirlwind, she dashed through the palace until she came upon the silver-tounged Eurymachus, who was still searching for his weapon in a panic. He didn't even have time to turn around. He fell, pierced by her spear.

"Hold her down while her gate is open, hm?"

After a moment, his dark, dead stare met hers, the same. She dragged him under the table so that no one would notice that there were now two men in the palace looking alike.

She felt disgust leaking inside her as she took his pathetic form, but it had to be him. Odysseus' childhood friend, who for a moment managed to fool even Penelope, who would always manage to get out of everything with words. The one who had sought the queen's hand, despite his affair with one of her favourite but unfaithful maids. She frowned, and the same grimace entered Eurymachus' face. She had hoped it would be the foolish girl who came across his body after the battle.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded in the feast hall, none louder than the tread of a cat. She straightened up. There was no time to waste. She knew that Odysseus was behind her, but human senses would not have been able to tell where he was.

When she opened her mouth, she heard not her voice, but the low, melodious tone of a man.

"Old king, our leader is dead. You've destroyed the serpent's head. Now the rest of us are no longer a threat!"

Odysseus did not move, but she went on, full of fear. He could not fail. Not at this point.

‘Old king, forgive us instead. So that no more blood is shed.’

At last she heard the sound of a string being drawn. She struggled to hold back a smile and instead raised her hands high in the air so he could see that she was not wielding a weapon.

"Let's have open arms instead-"

The arrow couldn't hurt her, not really, yet she fell, proudly, as her apprentice's aim remained unwavering. Right in the throat.

"No."

Her heart leapt a little, for that smile could not be mistaken for any other. Someone might say it was the smile of a monster, and they might be right, but she preferred to think of it as the smile of a king.

Odysseus moved on without giving her even one unnecessary glance. She, on the other hand, quickly dragged Eurymachus' body to where she had fallen and gave him his arrow.

Odysseus was not about to fall.

She was not happy, not exactly. Something in him was forever going to remain broken, including through her fault, but she had to make sure that all that pain from the past would repay. Ensure that from that day he would have lived a peaceful life. Him and his family.

And speaking of family-

A few floors below, Telemachus had just killed his first opponent in this battle. She flashed through the palace.

The boy was not going to fight alone.

____

she had to make sure that all that pain from the past would repay or she just wanted to prove a point, idk

Also, sorry, my grammar vanished and i can't find it

For those who didn't read Odyssey: Eurymachus and his lover, Melantho are minor characters; he's one of the leading suitors and he lies to Penelope that as Odysseus's friend he would take care of Telemachus (he wants to end him ofc) and Melantho is Penelope's favourite slave, Penny treats her as her own child, yet Melantho is unfaithful and treats Odysseus harshly when he arrives to Ithaca disguised as a pauper (i think she was also rude to him after he reunited with Penelope but i'm not sure???)

[love-me-satoru]

this is a contuation of this.

Gojo’s Undercut 🥹

“come on baby.. i wanna taste something else”

you stared at him wide eyes as he slowly lays you down on the couch and slowly pulls your shorts and panties off staring in admiration he loves every part of you. you feel your cheeks get hot from his hard gaze.

“you’re so beautiful love..”

slowly kissing down your torso cupping your breasts softly massaging them kissing both and running kisses all the way done to your core. you’re dripping all over the couch. satoru licks his lips and smirks diving head first into your pussy. licking a stripe down your cunt to your puckered hole.

“you taste so fucking sweet baby”

you felt your cheeks get even hotter hearing some filthy noises come from satoru

“toru.. feels.. good..” you said with broken moans.

“Good”

he’s getting rougher. running circles around your clit and running his tounge up and down to your sloppy hole. slowly feasting two fingers inside of you while sucking your clit harshly pulling loud moans and whimpers from you and himself. he’s slowly rutting himself against the couch to give his hard-on a little relief.

“god baby you’re gonna make me lose it..”

you grab satoru’s hair and pulls him closer to your core. squirming having that tight feeling in your tummy clenching around his fingers. youre now rutting into his face pulling him somehow closer into you. and he lets you use him letting you chase your high.

satoru has always thought you were beautiful but the sight in front of him would making him fall in love all over again.

with his help. he sucks on your little bundle of nerves hard moans spilling from your mouth squirming and squeezing his head with your thighs you squirt all over his face. he lets you ride out your high when you come down he’s taking in your arsoual slurping everything you had to give whimpering when the overstimulating hit you. wiping his face.. he looks up at you with lust filled eyes..

“wanna do that again on my cock this time?.”

a/n i was super sketched out about this one.. please lmk how i did thank you!

[spooky-bunnys]

Taiju wrappd his arms around (Name)'s waist and smiled. They've come so far and they're stoll together. Taiju is so grateful. His beautiful boyfriend of now coming into 1 year. Now was something very important to (Name). It was Thanksgiving. A holiday he absolutely loves and adores.

(Name) smiled brightly at him and wiped his hands off with a towel. (Name) was currently making the Thanksgiving feast. He was almost done. He just needed to finish the turkey and the apple cinnamon pie. Before he could take off the apron, he heard the door bell ring. Before (Name) could ask Taiju already started towards the door.

The first person to come in was Hakkai followed by his sister Yazuha. The Inui and Kokonoi came in a few seconds after. (Name) hugged them and welcomed them brightly. "Hey guys! Thank you for coming to our Thanksgiving! It means so much to me. Now I'm not completely finished so, you can relax in the living room."

(Name) watched the younger Shiba siblings walk into the living room. He turned towards the other two with a raised brow. "Is there anything we can help with?" Inui stared at (Name) while Kokonoi was in his own world it looked like. (Name) lightly grabbed each of their arms and walked back into the kichen. "Okay this is gonna sound so silly. But I need you both to gaurd the food."

The two confused nodded agreeing to the job. (Name) clapped happily before turning back to Taiju. Who had been following (Name) like a lost puppy. As (Name) put the turkey into the oven, the door bell rang. (Name) perked up and quickly made his way to the door. Taiju of course followed behind him.

As (Name) opened the door, Taiju barely had time to pull him back. Avoiding his two brothers. Shinichiro and Mikey landed on the floor, while the rest of the Sano's walked in smiling. Taiju let (Name) go so he could properly greet his family. As (Name) was squished between Emma and Izana, the other two finally got off the floor. Glaring hatefully at Taiju.

Taiju ignored the glares and shook (Name)'s grandfathers hand. "Mr. Sano, great to see you again." Grandpa Sano nodded and looked at the smiling trio. "(Name) would you need any help setting up the table?" (Name) shook his head. "Taiju already set it up! Besides I'm almost finished. So why don't you guys go and sit in the living room while I finish?"

Emma frowned. "But I wanted to help." (Name) smiled softly and kissed her forehead. "You're always cooking for the trouble makers we call brothers. So why don't you let me handle this okay Em?" Emma though for a moment before nodding. Still frowning. (Name) chuckled and bent down. "How about you help me by keeping Mikey from stealing food?" Emma nodded quickly.

(Name) chuckled and gave Izana a look. "Help her please. You know how those two are." Izana groaned and faked a scowl. "Fine. Whatever." (Name) chuckled and ruffled his hair. Izana smacked his hands away before grabbing the other Sano boys. "Welp I'm on babysitting duty. You two are coming with me."

~

(Name) stuck out his tounge, concentrating on finishing the turkey. He's been trying to cut it but he's never been to good with a knife. He could hear Mikey aruging with Inui and Kokonoi. Apparently Inui was taking his gaurding food duty 'too serious'. Well Inui did tackle Mikey for trying to steal some of the food. (Name) doesn’t blame him.

In the living room though. Taiju was just trying to enjoy spending time with his family. While completely Shinichiro who was trying to burn hole in his head from the staring he was doing. Taiju sighed as he turned towards the older male, was trying his absolute best to intimate the younger male. Taiju just sweat dropped as the other male was smacked by his grandfather.

Taiju went to speak up, when he hear (Name) scream from the kitchen. Taiju doesn’t even remember standing, much less beat the others into the kitchen. He walks in and sees (Name) holding a bleeding hand while backing away from a trembling Mikey. Taiju quickly and gently grabbed (Name)'s hand to see the damage and cringed at the sight.

(Name) had was cut quite deep. Stitches were definitely gonna be needed. Taiju gently grabbed (Name)'s face. Trying to sothe the smaller male. While he was doing that everyone else was yelling at Mikey trying to figure out what had happened. Apparently Inui told Mikey to leave the kitchen, but he didn't want to.

So Inui tried moving Mikey out only for Mikey to ram into (Name). Which caused the male to slice his hand open with the knife he was using for the Turkey. Taiju was trying to get (Name) to stand but the male was in shock staring at his hand. So Taiju did the only thing he knew to do. He picked up (Name) and quickly made his way out. As he passed by Emma said she'd finish cooking and Izana had already gotten ahold of Shinichiro and Mikey.

~

Well it could've been worse. (Name) sweat-dropped as he came back into the house. He had 4 stiches put in his hand. He wasn't mad at his brother, but he was a bit upset. So he told him, he'd be doing the dishes after everything is done. Mikey tried complaining but was silenced by their grandfather and baby sister. Emma had finished cooking while they were gone and (Name) felt bad. Since he was supposed to cook today.

It wasafter the meal and (Name) was staring at his hand. Ignoring the silent and staring Taiju. Or at least he was trying to. "Why did you try cutting the turkey?" (Name) didn't answer. Just looked away. "(Name), angel you know I don't want you using knives for this reason. You're so clumsy, something was bound to happen." (Name) sniffed and looked down, playing with his shirt.

"I just. I just wanted to make dinner for everyone by myself. Im always asking for help and I wnted to prove I wasn't useless." Tears had started running down his face. Breaking Taiju's heart. "Angel your not useless. Quite the opposite actually. You're always helping others and working so hard." Taiju gently wiped the tears away. Then he kissed (Name) softly.

It might've started out as a rough day, but it ended really well. Maybe mext year they could do without the hospital visit.

[diminshee]

" Please " : Sanji x Reader // female reader, nsfw - overstimulation (f!receiving), blood (Sanji nosebleeding), praising

Short one! (●'▽'●)ゝ

You never know how you managed to get in such a situation such as Sanji eating you out relentlessly. Sanji is a man who will automatically do what a woman tells him to. He's a womanizer, he treats each woman he sees as a goddess and expects nothing in return.

You've been noticing how the blonde was paying more attention on you. That thought surprised you but you couldn't help but feel a bit flattered. You've always liked his attention despite him being perverted, you found the special cook attractive on the way he treats you like no other man with such love, passion and care.

Sanji had been paying more attention to you because you give him attention he deeply needed and craved, he has been soaking up every attention you give him. Whether it be a single glance or a simple greeting—he goes weak to his knees. You make him fidgety and bothered with thoughts. You fill him up with the sweetest of sins that lights up a fire deep within him.

He'd feel really guilty for thinking of such thoughts but he couldn't help himself, he's touch deprived but hates asking for it or anything in general. He does things for people without expecting anything in return. His kindness is what makes him the strongest but also the weakest.

Sanji was down bad and desperate. Despite that he's a hopeless romantic, he doesn't fully understand what love is. What love meant to him is him giving what people want even if it ends up hurting him in the process.

He was soaking up every bit of your attention, he'd do anything for you. He'd kick down empires for you, run around the whole earth for you, slash the moon in half if you asked, and you think you have to plead or even beg him for anything?

Sanji felt like he was in heaven when he got to eat you out relentlessly, he couldn't stop himself. He ate you out so many times to the point where you lost count.

"Mmh.. y/n~ my love, you taste so divine. I can't help it, let me do another round." He spoke into your clit, his nose bleeding whilst his wet muscle shove itself it and out of your pussy. His eye absorbing and taking in every bit of your sweet expressions you make as he ate you out. The sight of your body twitching and the sound of your moans leaving past your lips shakily made him feel so fucking good.

It felt like you were his only purpose now. He buried his hips to the mattress with his growing erection, a groan leaving his throat and into your pussy which made a pleasurable shiver run up your spine.

His slim and slender hands gently grip on your thighs, pushing them more wider just so he could feast on you again. He couldn't help himself, he's eating you out like as if he hadn't eaten in days. His tounge would pull out, savoring and licking your wet folds as his hand sneaked up to enter two digits into your needy entrance.

"You're so beautiful, y/n... You truly make me feel like in heaven." At this point, Sanji was slurring out words of praises into your clit, the vibration making you shake and grip on the sheets more. You were helpless under his heavenly care, his tounge just felt so, so good. You couldn't help but squeeze your thighs around his head as you reach your peak—your juices went all over Sanji's face and mouth and he lapped it all up as if it's his only source of food.

"Y/n.." He'd mutter, his pupil now in the shape of a heart as he grinded his erection more against the mattress. It wasn't long until he came and released himself in his pants accidentally while he was grinding on the mattress.

Sanji went to his knees in between your legs as you pant heavily from reaching your high. You hear the sound of his belt unbuckling as his hardened cock sprung free, some cum already leaking from his accidental orgasm. He leaned down, kissing your neck lovingly as he whispered in such a desperate tone.

" please, let me love you more. "

[sauronpilled]

There were days when Melkor would visit the house of Finwë to bring teachings to the Noldor—joyous they were when he shared them his knowledge; in ignorance they praised the Ainur.

The celebration last not long, however; for the bold Fëanor entered the hall of his father, silencing the unworthy exalt with his presence.

By that hour, it was widely known that Fëanor detest the Ainur. Beyond the dimming veil that Melkor cast himself in, Fëanor sense his deceit. He was the only son of Finwë to see the truth as it was. In a clear voice that ring, he would spitefully remarked Melkor, ridiculing his attempt.

"Such sweet words slither through your tounge," he announced. "Dare not you deceive them on this ground, for I will be watching."

An ugly fury burn within Melkor, yet a twisted pride swell along. He replied with a smile—an almost, victorious smile—that shaken the elf. "Fear not son of Finwë, you do as you may. It is the abode of your father after all. I am nothing but merely a guest."

Worry now fill Fëanor's heart; Quick was the fire of his bravery, replaced. He depart to his seat so that he could hide his shame before the Ainur. Yet even with his back turn, he can feel Melkor eyes follow him. He turn to catch a glimpse—a triumphant gaze rest on Melkor's face. He knew not what Melkor planned, but it frightened him.

Delighted was he, when Fëanor presented himself before him. Nothing of this earth could bring him bliss as much as the song that was sung by Fëanor after.

"The blood that you shall spill will be a feast for the soul that you took," gone was the voice that roamed the Finwë's hall. Fëanor's speech now mirror that of Melkor. A sickening softness that slick with venom. How he had molded him perfectly!

Melkor then spoke, fondly. "You are truly one of my beautiful creation."

[ogzieoggleton]

Um ummmmm

what are your Headcanons of garmadon :3

OMG YAY AN ASK! :D

Alrighty! I have been waiting for this moment :D

Let's start with my very specific physical headcanins, 'cause yes, I have those!

S1-2: slightly undernourished feom the underworld but fairly strong beneath it all. (He can lift the megaweapon ffs)

S3-4: Very slight dad bod. Sensei G is jot proud but Misako was over the moon to see her hubby properly nourished.

S8-10: big man. Large and bulk yet absolutely underfed so he gradually lost weight until

Comics: tiny tum from his feasts

Crystlised/s15: Tum. Good dad bod. BUT! firm chest as he hold alot of physical strength.

Another fun fact: Garmadon's weight post s15 when he is in oni from (like wings and all) his right pads out his extra arms and height to provide support for his physic and muscle mass for upmost efficiency in battles. Other than that he has a dad bod with the strength of a Greek god. (Maybe a demi god idk.)

Anway! Aside from that, I like to believe:

-He is pansexual and intersex with both biological characteristics of a the male and female sex as per do many oni for shape-shifting ease.

-He is a nightowl and sleeps when he is so fatigued he lasses out in the middle of day (He was an insomniac until crystallised either due to nightmares or the venom.)

-in s8-9, Garmadon slept with his eyes open

-Garmadon had a translucent second eye lid to do this btw

-Garmadon has a tail. A really fluffy tail

-he hates baths. He looks like a wet cat when he has one.

-Garmadon has a forked tounge

-He hates his eyes.

-he hates his form

-he loves the colour green

-he likes to bame things with puns in mind. That or Lloyd. He names things after Lloyd.

-he owns a Lloyd plush

-he cries fire

-his markings can glow in the dark in bowling alleys and cool glowy caves full of blood glowing lillies

-he chews his hands when he's anxious

-his tail cutle around his legs when he's stressed/anxious

-he has bitten his tail multiples times when he is barely awake/just woken up and feels it brush against himself. It always hurts.

And that's just a few! I can't think of anymore at the moment but I'll keep you updated :D

If you have any super specific headcanins you want to hear of, let me know :)

[madammonkie]

Golden and silver horned King twins head canons

During their glory days as kings you can tell their difference in personality.

Jin is the more flamboyant, wild, and durable out of the two, letting his hair loose and wore less armor

He would be the one in battle more than his younger brother, the brawn out of the two.

Yin is the more tamed, cunning, and mischievous, though they both came off as Himbros, Yin surprisingly has talent in scheming.

He woukd be the one came up with strategy to defeat their enemies, he's the brain out of the two

He's also the one with the silver tounge, speaking, and back then it was easier to persuades their opponents with His skill of his.

Jin and Yin borned were from golden and silver ores respectively

After their downfall of their kingdom and only has the calabash from their glory days they swear to get back at the monkey king

But they both smart enough to know beating monkey king is impossible,

And that's why they targeted monkey king's precious Student

To get back at Wukong, so he knows what it feels like to lose something he love.

The brothers...never refer to their kingdom once...during the scheming

Instead, the face of their beloved mother,

Oh the regret they had to not be able to protect her from the monkey king, they didn't had the chance to say good bye to her, it was supposed to be a grand feast.

And worst of all, He dared disguised himself as their mother...

The disrespect--

Yin would try to calm his brother down whenever they had a flashback on that day

[stuffymcstuffsworld]

Ellie's contract

When Ellie woke up, the first thing that registered in her mind was 'soft?' Her bed wasn't soft it was a lumpy ten year old mattress. Cautiously, she opened her eyes. This was definitely not her bed, and this was definitely not her room.

Long dark curtains covered large windows, and the furniture from what she could make out in the dim light of the room was fancy. Antique? The warm sheets covering her almost compled her to go back to sleep. Instead, she crawled out of the sheets feet landing on what felt like the softest carpet in the world.

Shaking her head, she tried to focus. This was not the time to be lost in luxury. She has to figure out where exactly she had ended up. The door slowly crept open, and she snapped her head in that direction only to see....

A cat? Or something that looked like a cat with a ridiculously long tail and a pair of wings. It stared at her as if waiting for something. Blurry memories started to play through her mind.

Oh, she sold her soul to a demon. Was that why she was here? The creature still remained at the door. Taking a deep breath, she made her way over. "Are you here to show me the way?" She asked hesitantly. "Meeeoowww," it responded before turning and walking down the hall.

Maybe that was a yes. Ellie looked both ways down the hall before following. She was afraid to touch anything. It all looked expensive and polished to perfection. Down a long stair case and into what appeared to be a dining room of some kind.

She waited patiently. Another set of doors busted open, causing her to jump clutching her chest as she tried to calm her racing heart. "Hello, sweetheart! How did you sleep?"

She recognized that voice instantly and kept her head down. "Yes, thank you." Shifing uncomfortably not knowing what to do with herself, she rung her hands together tightly.

"Sit down, sit down, you must be hungry!" He egarly guided her to a chair. On the table lay various foods. Some were almost recognizable, but others had well... rather unique ingredients.

Was this some kind of test? Or maybe it was a form of torture. Or perhaps he wanted to fatten her up before eating her. Not that she had any right to complain she did sell her soul to him.

"Now that you're awake, we can discuss the terms of contract!" The demon seemed oddly happy about it. Making her more nervous. "Now Ellie dear, what do you want?" She blinked slowly. Nobody ever really asked her what she had wanted before.

"But I thought -" He waved a clawed hand at her. "Bah, that was hardly anything. Come now, you must have some real desire. Think Ellie, what do you want?" His eyes seemed to look deep into hers as if trying to read her thoughts.

"I want," she whispered breathlessly. Could she really ask for anything. "Can you really get me anything?" She asked. "Anything your little heart desires! As long as you don't as to leave."

That confused her. "I wouldn't do that. We made a deal. I can't leave. Not that I really want to go back." She mumbled, picking at some fruit. "Truly? You wish to stay here?!" More excitement. Just what was he thinking?

"If you give me what I want." Placing a piece into her mouth so she wouldn't feel like swallowing her tounge. "YOU MUST TELL ME!" The demon squirmed in anticipation.

"I want to sleep as often as I want, I want to eat whenever and whatever I want, I want to wear warm clothes and read books and an endless amount of books." She rambled, starting to put more on her plate.

"Go on. Keep going!" She wasn't sure if he was encouraging her to eat more or to ask for more things, so she did both. "I want to never have to work unless I want to. I want to never have to worry about bills or landlords. I want to have the choice to do what I want whenever I want."

Shoveling more food into her mouth, she hadn't even realized she was crying. The demon carefully cupped her chin, drawing her attention away from the feast. "Is that all? My sweet Ellie, we are going to have to work on how to be more selfish. You will have all this and more already."

They stared at each other. "Why would I have it already?" She asked. "Because I want you to be my daughter, of course." Ellie's mind reeled. Daughter? A demons daughter at that.

"I don't even know your name." The demons eyes widened. "Oh my! We can't have that, can we? My name is Sullivan, but you can call me Papa!" What a confusing day. But he did tell here to be selfish right?

"Sullivan -" "Papa," He corrected. "Papa," She said carefully, the word strange on her lips. "If it's not too much trouble, I'd like you to add one more thing." He perked up. "Anything you desire, princess!"

She tried not to cringe. "I want a special favor. This means I can cash it in anytime, anywhere without consequences. Even if it seems like it's over the top or ridiculous." She waited.

"Deal! Just sign here!" Suddenly, a parchment was set in front of her listing all the conditions she had listened to and stating Sullivan's own. None of them were outrageous or seemed impossible for her to accomplish.

Really, they were simple. The most excessive looking thing listed was that he could take pictures of any activity they were doing together. So she signed on the dotted line. The demon squealed and picked her up, twirling her in circles.

"Oh, I can't wait to show you off! You're so cute!! You'll be the envy of all of hell, just you wait!" Ellie just allowed herself to be manhandled. She's the one who agreed to make a deal with a demon. She should just accept her strange fate.