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i sent this concept before so if you really hate it you can ignore it again but since we’re talking about abo. afab beta reader who’s omegacurious. like she really wishes she could be knotted and bred by an alpha but she doesn’t have the anatomy to take the knot without getting hurt cause her stupit guts get in the way 😭 still she fearlessly buys knotted dildos and trains her ass on them before asking her alpha best friend if he can pretty please knot and breed her 🥰 if she dies she dies
I actually don't know if I've gotten your ask before, but if I had I'm sure my answer would've been the same!
Everyone regardless of endotype can "take" a knot in my au. Human bodies are so stretchy it doesn't make sense that there'd be a hole(save mouths) that couldn't take a little extra stretching. So plenty of betas have alpha partners and have no trouble being knotted. Mostly because it has always been really weird to me that Betas were included in the gender hierarchy but were somehow completely divorced from it as well?? So in my omegaverse everyone can smell pheromone signatures, everyone has a fertility cycle, and everyone can take a knot.
The only people that really run into any issues are alpha/alpha relationships, especially m/f alpha relationships, but not because they can't take a knot... :3c
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You can feel yourself tightening, your knot starting to squeeze Knönig's cock as he fucks you closer and closer to orgasm. The way his thick cock stretches you out, forces your knot back, makes your eyes roll. It makes your cunt tingle with heat, the stretch burning through your core. Each thrust hits you deep and hard in a way that aches, arching your spine, pushing moans from your chest that König greedily swallows down. His tongue invades your mouth, his scent invades your nose, the stick of his sweat on your skin makes your head spin. He's a glass of water at midnight, best taken in gulping, gasping breaths until you're sated. You're never sated.
The only problem is the fat knot that's starting to press against your entrance. The same entrance that's trying to lock him in place. The first time it had happened you'd been so worried about tearing that you'd almost broken his nose trying to kick him off of you, now you know better. You can feel the way your body relaxes even as your stomach tightens. Your muscles shake with tension ready to be released, but the way his fingers rub against your clit coaxes them towards melting as well. You're caught. Tensed and teased into this gasping writhing mess.
You can feel the rush of adrenaline already spiking when his hands grip your hips. His teeth snag against your bottom lip, crooked, chipped in the front from too many fights, tempting in their ability to draw blood.
"Ready liebchen?" He asks, his grip on your hips tightened to bruising. Your forehead knocks against his when you nod, your breath shuddering too much to think about speaking. Especially not when his fingers flex, and you're suddenly, achingly, full of him.
There's no build up, no gentleness, he pulls you onto his knot with a conviction that makes you think he could pull the moon from the sky. You're stretched past your limit, your own knot forced back into place, before the sudden rush of pretty, tingling, fullness snaps your control like a bow string, and your orgasm crashes into you like a wave. The way König moans as your internal knot squeezes tight around his is music to your ears. Tied to each other. You can feel the first hot spurt of come hitting your overworked walls.
König hum, grinding into you in a way that makes you whimper.
"There now," he coos, "easier every time." His big hand rests low on your stomach, his thumb rubbing lazily at your clit. You can feel the way your walls pulse around him, your poor pussy doing it's best to milk his stupid cock for all it's worth. He moves to rub at the soft stretched skin around your entrance, pushing at the spongy knot that hides under your skin. The feeling makes you gasp, your legs kicking at him uselessly as he massages the area, bringing you right back to the edge. "I think she's starting to like me." The smile in his voice could peel paint off the wall.
"Stop moving please." A vain plea. You know it'll be mere minutes before he's trying to fuck his knot past yours and then you'll both be begging.
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can you tell us more about your EL baker oc and how her and cali came to be together? 🎤
sorry this took a little longer, i wanted to sketch her out! also cut for length! Baker with no name and strong hands:
She's kept/non-military, a mishmash of elf kind (not terribly uncommon when you're trying not to inbreed on such a small island,) vastly prefers dealing with scouts over soldiers with one notable exemption, slightly obsessed with starts/celestial bodies, has a small apartment by the docks, and desperately wants off the island.
She got a lucky location for her shop: near one of the wall's gates, on the main thoroughfare. The shop's specialty is stuffed buns- perfect for being on the go, but her personal favorite to make is butter bread.
Due to her shop's location she gets a lot of foot traffic from soldiers/scouts. She ends up knowing both Lacey and Vadeyn as well as Calipoa. Lacey the longest, then Cali and Vadyen.
In regards to the game plot: she winds up on the Bastion near the end of the game- convinced Cali to let her aboard. Her original plan was to run away when they made landfall. That obv never happens. (in a divergent path, it does, miss baker doesn't make it far before realizing whenever she thought about being away from the island, she wasn't alone, so she comes back before the Bastion even leaves. this still causes tension between the two of them but eventually it resolves.)
I also like the idea that Skylar/one of the servants of Duliae's estate buys from her b/c duliae really likes her bread but has no fucking idea where it comes from.
I don't have a concrete answer on how they met but they hit it off immediately and it probably involved... bread. I don't think Cali would be particularly shy about it when she likes someone so after being a sort of regular at the shop for awhile she would say shit like "of course the bread's delicious, when made by such a beautiful woman" and eventually ask her out. Pretty mundane tbh
By the time the game rolls around, they've been together for a couple years but keep it on DL b/c of Likan's rebellion. A few people do know, Lacega is one of them, and later the whole Bastion: after they get attacked by that fish, in a moment of relief that they're both okay, Cali grabs and kisses her right on the deck SO
+ Her dynamic with Lacega is often:
Lacey: wtf is gluten? take that shit out. Baker: it's gluten free Lacey: i don't care if it's free Baker: swear on your fucking YEEZYS if you wanna fight we gonna fight
#asks#her nose is a little messed up ignore that#ebon light#this goes in the tag cause i put more into this then i thought i would#u wanted like 6 paragraphs right#ive been itching to talk about her but didn't have an excuse so thank you for asking!
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