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Kinktober Headcanons #4: Mirror sex with Gawain 18+
(A/N: featuring our favorite douchebag and douchebag behavior, you're a tree so your naked)
Help.
You’re a dryad, aka, a forest spirit. You don’t like it when humans come and damage your forest, but this is too much.
Our resident dumb Whore, Gawain, is letting out some frustrations on your shell, an unassuming tree.
He’s grunting and groaning, but fully falls over when you step out of your shell.
I mean, he doesn’t stop you because you’re inhuman and beautiful. He decides he should start knocking things over in the woods more often.
You push him down and have your way with him, sex with humans is okay, but short. So much for that, at least he's handsome.
You're a tree, you don't know how much time passes before you see him again, but you should have been suspicious the second you heard a tree fall some ways away.
Could it be a friend? You had to go see.
The second you stepped out of your shell, he was right there again.
"Hello my lady." He says politely as he tries to grab your wrists. You punch him with both fists, he deserves it.
"I need to redeem myself." He declares, "Please let me write this wrong."
"I'm not a lady, I'm a tree."
"I still need to redeem myself"
You're skeptical, but curious. Humans were always funny little creatures, and you could do with a day out.
"About what?"
You let this "Gawain" take you into Camelot, riding in the front, letting him lead you into a stone room. The colors are bold, gold, red, some orange. You see these colors in fall, once a year, never anywhere else!
"Alright Sir, right your wrong."
Gawain's hands roam you as your eyes scan the room, you allow him to push you onto the mattress. You were distracted by the decor, he could fix that.
You recoil as you see a smaller version of yourself on the high
"It's alright, it's just a mirror."
"I don't know what that is!"
"All it means is you can watch. Look how pretty you are." He brushes a hand against your cheek, and for a moment, you actually feel soothed, not annoyed, rolling onto your back again, spread out like a starfish.
You were going to be underwhelmed.
He runs a hand between your legs, eyes lighting up when he brushes something sensitive., hands on your thighs to keep you from squirming away.
And then the human adds his mouth. You try to stay focused on the big dark eyes looking up at you, but your back arches as he licks and nuzzles further into you.
Does tree pussy taste like rainwater or maple syrup sound off in the comments
Something rises within you, and Gawain's mouth works faster and faster until you fall. Into what? You aren't sure.
The human attempts to calm you, but his hands wander again as you recover.
Your curiosity about him was getting deeper.
Swirling your nipple in his mouth, you part your legs for the human to lay himself as he pinches and bites as he pleases.
His declaration echoes in your head and the pieces come together.
Oh.
You watch in the mirror as Gawain pulls you further into the bed, putting your hands by your head and angling your hips as he wants.
And for the first time, he sees what a tree spirit's smile looks like.
Your mewling as Gawain pushes into you. You watch in the mirror, his hands pinning your wrists above your head.
Your sensitive chest brushes against his chest hair and your eyes go round. He seemed to be bigger than you remembered.
Your so full, why is he just being still?
His nose brushes your ear, as you rasp, "go on, redeem yourself." The human gets to work. Harshly.
Gawain strokes hit you fast and hard, and your main focus becomes taking air in and out of your mouth.
All you know for a while is the slapping of skin, and obscene squelching. Your skin gets damp, and you're two heated to even notice.
If this was truly how children are made, you understood why there seemed to be so many children in the woods.
You come out of your fog and focus on the mirror again and see Gawain direct you as he wants, as you could now acknowledge he knew more than you did about this.
You play with your breasts and they bounce with each thrust. Gawain seems to be having a grand time rutting into you without a care in the world. Any finesse he'd hoped to keep was gone, and he just needed to lay his claim on the tree woman.
As much of a claim as a man could have with a tree spirit.
There's something surreal about watching yourself dig your nails into the human trying to get him closer. A human, closer. Ha.
You knew humans have seeds too, and you lock your legs around him to be sure he spills his warm seed deep inside, so you can remember this.
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An american farmer visits Germany
In a rural area he comes across a small village bar. He goes in and orders himself a drink, when he notices the man next to him also looks like a farmer.
"Are you a farmer?" he asks the man.
"Ja, I am a farmer" the man replies.
"How big is your farm?" the american enquires.
"Well, roughly 20 square miles" the german answers, not knowing where this is going.
"Haha, 20 square miles" the american laughs, "Thats cute, do you want to know how big my farm is? When I want to tour my whole farm and get into my car to drive around, it takes me 2 days to come back home"
The german looks up from his beer and replies:
"Ah yes, I had an american car once aswell"
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