#his hole was self lubricating like crazy

[bodega-catto]

I know Gojo was tweaking when they pulled these out

[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

Prompt: Stede wants to have sex, Ed is feeling two dysphoric to have sex. They come to a compromise: they get out the strapless strap on and Stede fucks his ass while Ed is wearing the strapless strap and Stede jerks it off and calls him a good boy (if you've never worn a strapless strap it's got a part that goes in your hole, thats how it stays attached in theory (in practice it usually slips out unless you lay on your back and jerk off) and a textured bit that presses up against your clit so you can feel when the penis attachement is being moved around)

Been saving this for sexual sunday. Absolutely delighted by everything about it, when you sent it in I literally gasped aloud because I couldn't believe I've never written anything with a strapless strap before. It has truly been living rent free in my head and Jamie I cannot thank you enough for this prompt.

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Stede finally looked up from his book again around Ed's sixth extremely melodramatic sigh.

"Ed," he said, reaching over to put a comforting hand on Ed's thigh, "it's really not a big deal."

"But you said," Ed whined. "You said you wanted to have sex."

"And you're not up for it," Stede shrugged. "It's not a big deal."

It was pretty unusual, for their moods to not match up when it came to sex, and that made it feel even worse. Of course, there were the occasional nights where one of them was too tired or just not in the mood, but usually they were synched up like clockwork. Ed had always joked to himself that he was a bit of a slut, but Stede could get him going at a moment's notice.

The worst part was that Ed was horny. They'd just gotten back home from the farmer's market, where Stede had whispered in his ear across the picnic table where they ate lunch about what he'd do to him when he got home, and they barely made it inside the door before Stede had him pinned back against the wall, his kisses and touches desperate and hungry.

Usually, Ed's bottom dysphoria was very manageable. Especially considering how much his cock had grown since he'd started on T decades ago, he could usually deal with it okay. Having a self-lubricating hole was convenient if nothing else, and when they played around with Stede lightly making fun of him for having a little dick, Ed had a lot of fun. He had a pretty good relationship with his body nowadays, especially since Stede so vocally loved every part of him.

But today...yeah, it was rough today. The feeling of how wet he was made him cringe when Stede slid a finger along his hole, and he kept thinking about how much he wished he could look down and see a proper boner between his legs. The way he kind of had to spread himself open with his fingers to watch his little cock perk up felt annoying instead of arousing, and he was embarrassed of his body in a way he almost never was with Stede.

So they'd stopped. Stede had tucked himself away, and he'd already lost his boner just from seeing how upset Ed had gotten, so Ed felt out of place even offering a blowjob or something. Every way he could think of to have sex today felt, in one way or another, uncomfortable.

Ed heaved another great pitiful sigh.

"Alright," Stede said, then, and Ed's heart fluttered in his chest because Stede had his favorite smile, now, the one that was sharp and toothy. Stede smiled like that when he had an idea so crazy there was no way it wouldn't work. "Think I might have an idea."

What Ed needed, they decided, was some gender-affirming sex.

They almost never used the strapless strap. They'd bought it a while back, when they'd been experimenting with Stede domming Ed while bottoming, and it honestly had never seen much use even though they'd put so much time into finding one that matched Ed's skin tone very closely and they both loved the look of. Stede just wasn't a very big fan of being penetrated, and a strapless strap was exciting in its novelty but in practice it was really hard to use it without it slipping out.

Now, though, as they eased the strap in and Ed looked down to see a dick between his legs, curving up towards his belly? It felt like a relief.

"There we go," Stede said, settling between Ed's legs, hand laying protectively over Ed's hipbone. "You're so hard for me, aren't you, Ed?"

"Mm, yeah - oh, fuck," Ed whimpered, the noise turning into a bitten-off moan as Stede stroked the strap. The movement pressed the grinding attachment against Ed's hard clit, and he bucked his hips up into the feeling.

Ed loved grinders. He firmly believed that he was put on this earth to hump things. But, now, he looked down at Stede stroking his cock, and he felt pleasure from it, andhe just let his body melt into the sheets so he could take it like a -

"Good boy," Stede praised, taking his hand off the strap so he could slick up his own cock. "Ready?"

"Please," Ed begged, his voice turning needy and shameless. "Please, please, please. Need it."

"Alright, good boy." Stede bent forward, kissing down Ed's tummy to his pubic bone, looking up at Ed with a wink as he planted a kiss right on the head of the dildo.

Ed's fingers clenched in the sheets as Stede pressed the head of his dick to his hole.

"Yes," he sighed, his body shaking with relief and pleasure as Stede eased in. Stede had been very generous with the lube, so the slide was slick and easy, and with both his holes full, Ed felt -

"So tight," Stede breathed, his hips rolling in tiny little jerks as he fully buried himself inside Ed. "You're so tight like this, sweetheart. Feel good?"

Ed wiggled his hips. "More?"

"Your wish is my command," Stede laughed, getting his hands on Ed's hips so he could hold him in place. Ed's hands flew up to grab at the pillows, trying to anchor himself as Stede immediately set a steady, firm pace, fucking him hard into the mattress.

The dildo bobbed between Ed's legs, bouncing with each thrust, and Ed's toes curled at the sight. He whined shamelessly, begging for more, and Stede just pounded into him until he felt desperate enough to start to reach down to touch himself.

"Hands above your head," Stede said firmly.

Ed snapped his hands back into place. "Will you touch my cock? Please?"

Stede obligingly reached between them to grope at the strap, taking his time with it. He teased Ed with the lightest touches he could manage, stroking it lightly in just the right way to tease Ed's clit as it moved, swirling his thumb around the head just like he would a real cock.

As much as Stede was trying to tease him, just the image of Stede jerking off the strap and the sensation of getting pleasure from it was sending Ed rapidly towards the edge anyway.

"Please," Ed half-sobbed, his eyes filling with helpless tears, a bit too far gone to even know what he was begging for. "Please, Stede, please."

"You're alright, good boy," Stede said, folding Ed nearly in half so he could fuck into him hard and fast, pressing the sweetest kisses to Ed's cheeks. "You're being so good, Ed, such a good boy for me. Taking it so well. Letting me touch your pretty cock. So tight and good for me."

"Thank you," Ed squeaked. "Can I come, please?"

"Yeah?" Stede smiled down at him obligingly, and he finally started jerking the strap properly, maintaining the fantasy by twisting his wrist at the head on every upstroke and giving Ed more than enough friction against his clit. "You gonna come for me? Gonna be my good boy and come on my cock?"

"Yes," Ed gasped, his hips jerking, his body unable to decide between grinding into the friction or rocking down on Stede's cock. "I'm gonna - you're gonna make me -"

"Come on my cock like a good boy, Ed," Stede said, just firm enough that Ed took it as an order.

He came, hard, gasping and shaking with it, and he barely had time to come down from the oversensitivy before Stede was taking his hand off the strap to grab Ed's hips hard, holding him steady for a few last powerful slams before he stilled, groaning into Ed's ear as he filled him up.

Ed giggled breathlessly, wiggling his hips, loving the feeling of Stede's hips jerking weakly as he came inside him.

"So," Stede said, kissing Ed's cheek as he straightened up, "I think that plan worked."

"Mm, can't talk right now." Ed hissed softly as Stede pulled out, immediately reaching up to him for cuddles. "You fucked my brains out."

Ed didn't want to take the strap out, not yet, so Stede spooned him, occasionally reaching down to play with the trickle of come from Ed's hole.

When they both finally felt up to moving again, when Ed had begrudingly allowed Stede to slip the strap out, he still had to clean himself up because he didn't quite feel up to letting anyone else touch him without the strap in.

"You know I wouldn't change a thing about your body," Stede told him, still obviously a bit worried.

"I know," Ed promised, kissing the corner of Stede's mouth because he knew that would always make Stede kiss him again. "Still just feel like this sometimes. No one's fault."

No one's fault. Not Ed's, either. He was getting better at believing that.

When they made it back to the living room, and Stede sat down to finish his book and Ed booted up Stardew Valley, he felt much better.

They glanced up at the same time as Stede turned a page, made eye contact across the room. Love you, Stede mouthed.

Ed mouthed back an I love you more!

Stede let him win that little game, tonight.

[helloagain-shinyred]

ftfreddy getting pegged me thinks

So I know you didn’t phrase this in a way that asked for headcanons, but I’m feeling some type of way about this, so headcanons you shall get

Under a read more for the courtesy of folks who may be scrolling tumblr in public 🙃

God okay so. So imagine Freddy nervously approaching you about this. Like, he’s so hesitant to even say what he wants out loud.

Which is… incredibly unlike him.

It takes him a while to get to the point but when he finally does blurt out “Ireallywantyoutofuckme” you’re caught a little off guard.

In hindsight, it’s not that much of a surprise. Given everything you know about Freddy and his sexual preferences/proclivity for experimentation, this is pretty par for the course.

You ask him why he’s nervous to ask you to do this, and he tells you that he was worried that you’d say no, or think it was too weird.

“You’re worried that someone who’s had full-blown intercourse with an animatronic and thoroughly enjoyed it… will think pegging is weird?”

“Shut up, I’m nervous.”

You then have to ask Freddy a kind of awkward question.

“So I’ll just be blunt about this. Do you even have an asshole?”

“…Why would I be asking you to peg me if I didn’t?”

He goes on to explain that his ✨entrance✨ is obviously not functional in the way a human’s is. It’s only intended to be used for this sort of activity.

You decide you’re done asking questions.

Fast forward to the night it actually happens and Freddy is fuckin’ pumped.

He’s been counting down to this moment for ages (it’s been two days).

You’re also pretty excited, admittedly. Less than an hour after Freddy’s initial proposition, you went to the closest ~adult~ store and purchased a pink sparkly strap-on, something you think Freddy would like.

You even tried it on as soon as you got home… which included familiarizing yourself with it.

Let’s just say that you’re pretty confident wielding this thing.

After a couple minutes of foreplay which consisted mostly of Freddy’s hands touching and squeezing any part of you he could reach while you covered every inch of his metal casing in kisses and licks, you step away to rid yourself of your clothes and equip the strap.

Freddy nearly short-circuits when he finally sees you in it. It takes every fibre-optic of his being not to jump you right then and there.

He’s just so used to taking the lead, but tonight is all about turning those tables.

You instruct Freddy to lay down on his stomach, which he does happily, as you position yourself above him.

“You ready?”

Freddy nods eagerly.

“You sure?”

“You better not do this to me right now.”

“Oh, I’m going to do this to you right now. Beg for it.”

“Pleeeeeease pleasepleasepleaseplease-”

Pfft. You know Freddy can do better than that, and you tell him such.

Immediately, Freddy’s whining and groaning and pleading for you to give him what he wants increases to an almost pathetic degree. “Please, you don’t know how long I’ve wanted this, it’s been driving me crazy and I don’t want to wait another minute. Please, cupcake, please.”

Pausing for a moment, you take in the reality of having a very large, very deadly animatronic beneath you, at your mercy, begging to be filled by you. It’s an intoxicating feeling. You almost feel cheated out of having gone this long without it.

As you slowly slide into Freddy, you find that his silicone hole is self-lubricating. Nice.

The sound Freddy makes as you breach him should be illegal. It’s a cross between a whine and a moan that’s much higher in pitch than anything you’ve ever heard from him before, and fuck does it awaken something within you.

You want to ravage Freddy.

You take a slow, deep breath to reel yourself in. Obviously Freddy can’t feel pain, but you still feel like it would at the very least be rude of you to start going hogwild right out the gate. You want things to go at a reasonable pace unless/until Freddy demands otherwise.

But that’s another story.

[theblueflower05]

when you write omega!male!characters, do their holes self-lubricate or does the reader just use oil for lube or something?

sorry if it's weird

It’s so not weird! Please never feel shy about asking these questions- alien sex organs are crazy lol

So I broke down Omegaverse genitals in this post: HERE!

But for me no, their holes do not self lubricate. And Omegan Males, like Neteyam, only have one hole.

When I talk about any kind of “holes” in this story, it’s strictly ass play. Neteyam does not have a birth canal or separate hole for fucking.

There will be no Mpreg in this particular story.

Most of the time when the reader is engaging in ass play with Neteyam she’s using the lubrication from the pouch that his penis extends from(think of it as like a big alien foreskin kind of deal) or yes, using an oil based lube of some sort.

I hope this helps😇😇😇

[snzunii]

BIRTHDAY SEX.

a very steamy sex from haru as a present. ♡

+ pairings. sanzu haruchiyo x f!reader.

+ word count. 1.6k

+ tags. explicit sexual content, use of obscene languages, sexist slurs as part of sexual intercourse, unprotected sex, bondage sex, cunnillingus, vaginal fingering, use of sex toy (butt plug), anal play, nipple play, edging, little bit of choking, praising + degrading kink, pussy slapping, overstimulation, 18+

+ note. so, hi. yeah. it's 12 am in here and it's my bday (´∀｀)♡ hehe and here's a little something something for me + my gift to all of u for 1.6k followers shdkshshsh 🤩 ok you know this one shot fic is purely self-indulgent but it's still reader-insert hehe <3 i hope u enjoy this pure porn aydkshskshsksh ily all.

please tell me if i forgot something in the tags huehuehue

“Ssh. Let me take care of you, hm?”

It was the gentlest voice that he could ever give you. It’s the voice that makes you vulnerable, that makes your knees go weak but it’s fortunate that you’re lying so comfortably in the bed with your wrists tied on the headboard—your feet tied on the bedpost; while your boyfriend looks at you with that sultry look shining from his deep azure irises.

It’s too bad that you can’t see him— with your eyes blindfolded and your mouth gagged—all you can do was to lay there with your whimpering and a bit of thrashing while he’s outlining your body with the tip of his tongue, sending shiver all over your spine.

Sanzu chuckled, seeing how your body twitched when his tongue passed by your nipple, and you, letting out a needy whimper when he moved down; down to your stomach to your pelvis until he reached the prettiest wet cunt he had ever seen.

He groaned, giving your drenched slit one long lick with the flat of his tongue. “You like that, baby?”

You make a gagged noise, arching your hips up. It was enough for Sanzu to understand that you wanted him to just continue on touching you. It was killing you—how slow and sensual his fingers were; how his tongue prickles your skin as if it was electrocuting you every second.

You hated this; you can smell his scent. That natural musky scent with a strong fragrant smell of his perfume, it’s a clean scent that intoxicates you—it makes you so dizzy, that anytime you’ll go limp once you get a whiff of him.

He drags his tongue up and down your slit, his fingers spreading your pussy wider to lick your sensitive clit rigorously. Sanzu definitely enjoys your juices—it was so sweet and so delicious for him—he loved how your little pussy throbs around his tongue when he delved it in your gaping hole. “Tastes so fucking good.”

“Mhmm-mhmm!” you moved your body along with your needy mewl. “Hmppp!”

“I said behave, princess. It’s your day, right?” he slides up a finger on your slit, his thumb circling on your clit, “Let me do all the work, don’t want my pretty fuck doll to get tired this early, hm? We still have all night.”

He gently slaps your cunt, earning a stifle moan from you. “You understand?”

“Mhm-mhm.”

“Good girl.” Sanzu removes his hand from your pussy, the constant edging makes you crazy but at the same time it excites you, it thrills you so much that you feel like your orgasm was nearing. You feel him stand up from the bed, you can hear his footsteps and the opening of things. With your sight restricted, you feel like all your hearing senses were heightened.

It was thrilling; the thought of being clueless to what he is about to do to you. It gets your motor running and your pussy dripping.

Not long after, you feel Sanzu’s weight on the bed. “Let’s play, hm? Can you be a good girl for me?”

Before you could incoherently answer, you feel something cold sliding up and down your pussy down to your butthole. Your pussy was clenching everytime you feel that metal, just moving up and down your wet creamy cunt, “Fuck, your pretty hole won’t stop gaping, princess.”

Soon enough, you feel the lubricated cold metal prodding on your butt’s entrance. “Relax, baby. You know what to do with your hand when you want me to stop, right?”

You nodded with a small whimper. Sanzu hummed as he proceeded; as he pushed the plug slowly, you thrashed a bit causing Sanzu to look at your hand but you didn’t give him any signal to stop and continued on pushing the toy on your hole slowly with him biting his lip. “Fuck, you’re so good. Good girl.”

He twirls and pushes the toy bit by bit, stretching your ass—your hole and cunt just clenching everytime he lunges it forward and not long, it is entering your hole fully. You let out a gagged cry; it was painfully and deliciously stretching you—filling you so good.

He moved towards your face and removed the gag on your mouth, and as soon as he did, you gasped and pleaded with him. “H-haru! Nghh- fuck me! Please!”

He chuckles, “One hole isn’t enough for you, hm? You’re such a needy slut, baby. Like a fucking whore.”

“Please! Please!” you whimpered, “H-haru!”

“Gonna fuck your pretty pussy, baby.” his hands were reaching for your pussy while he leaned his mouth on your tits, licking your perky nipples, twirling his tongue around and sucking it in his mouth, “In a bit, let me play with your tits.”

He entered two fingers on your cunt, moving it at a pace that makes you go wild while sucking on your tits, “H-haru—chiyo! Fuuuck- ngggh!”

You wanted to touch him, grip his hair in between your fingers while you rake your pretty nails on his back. It drives you mad that you can’t even feel him in your hands, “H-haru! Let me—ahh—touch you! Please!”

He lets go of your mound with a pop, raking his teeth on your nipple before fully pulling away from your tits while his fingers still moves faster and harder, his fingers were long—god, it was long and so fucking good. Sanzu knows every niche, he knows how to curl his finger up your sensitive spot; he knows fucking enough to make you scream his name out loud and cream on his hands.

“Fuck.” he whispered, looking at his hands makes his fat cock twitch in his underwear. “Wanna fuck your pussy so bad, baby.”

“Then fuck me.” you cried out, “Fuck me, please. Fuck my pussy-”

Before you knew it, his huge dick was forcing its way in your deliciously wet cunt, filling your hole to the brim; just like your other hole. You feel so full with your ass plugged and your pussy filled with Sanzu’s dick. It had you crying—it was so luscious how his dick rolling inside your cunt was creating such mind-numbing friction with the anal plug that it has you clenching your holes. “Ah! Ah- H-haru! Ngggh—so good! S-so.. mhhhm!”

“You’re so fucking tight,” he gritted his teeth, your pussy feels so warm and soft. Sanzu definitely loves how your walls clump around his shaft, how your soft perky tits bounce every single time that he is snapping his dick in and out of your pussy.

He loves fucking you raw, making your pussy red and swollen just for him. All for him. He was gripping your hips with his large hands as if he was imprinting on your skin, he moans your name and worships your body with all that he is.

“H-haru! I want to—ngghh! See you- ah!”

He moved forward for a bit, lifting the blindfold, “You want to see me, hm? You want to watch me fuck your pussy so good?”

The moment that you saw his face had you creaming all over his cock again, hands gripping on the ropes as you moaned his name out loud, he lunged forward sinking his cock deeper—he buried his face on your neck as he bite and nibble on your skin while thrusting in your cunt with such force that had your body twitching. “You came, hm? Such a fucking whore, cumming just because you saw my face.”

Your legs were already convulsing a bit, he was hitting your spot with the tip of his dick over and over. Your body was overwhelmed with such great pleasure; it feels as though your brain was shutting down, leaving all the work to your overstimulated body. You chant his name over and over while he thrusts in you relentlessly, “You really love my cock, don’t you?”

He wraps his hands on your neck, pushing you a bit to the mattress, “Hm? You fucking love getting fucked stupid by my cock. Look at you squirting all over me, you’re making such a mess, baby.”

“Y-yeah—ah! H-haru!”

Your juices won’t stop oozing from your cunt, you can hear the satisfying squelch from your pussy that was getting rammed by his cock. It’s fucking perfect, “H-haru- mhhhmm!”

“Ah- fuck!” your sweet voice moaning his name, every syllable that rolls out of your tongue made him cum so sweet and sensually inside your soft velvet walls. His cock was jolting inside your pussy while thick hot cum was spilling inside you.

He falls on you, you’re both a little out of breath—you can feel each other’s heart beat rapidly in your chest. With a bit of a raspy voice, you spoke, “Can you untie me now so I can touch you? I want to fucking touch you, dumbass.”

He laughed, reaching for the rope to untie you. “This dumbass, just fucked you stupid.”

“I know.” you wrapped your arms around his nape, pulling his face a little closer to you.

Sanzu looks at your face with a smile on his annoyingly handsome face, “You like your present?”

You only nodded in response, biting your lip when you felt him moving slowly again. His half-erect cock, growing inside your pussy.

“Round two, hm?” Hell, how many rounds will you two reach now? But, who are you to complain, right? Sanzu pressed his lips against yours biting your lower lip as he sucked your supple flesh into his mouth—and pulled away with his teeth raking on your skin, “Guess you’re getting a sore pussy, baby.”

“Are you planning to—mhmm—fuck me all night?”

“Uh-huh.” he answered cutely as if he wasn’t thrusting his dick in and out of your cunt, “Happy birthday, princess.”

Happy birthday, indeed.

[ayyezhongli]

horny hungry dom zhongli x innocent slutty childe

where zhongli is horny asf and childe has this lusty energy around him which makes it hard for zhongli to concentrate bc he just wants to ravage and fuck childe using him as a fucktoy

ok so its late in the day n zhongli jus came back from a mission. he has paper work he needs to finish but forst he needs to shower bc he’s sweating like crazy.

so he says “good work today”

trying to contain himself with all this lust and sexual desire that was pouring out of childe. childe smiled saying.

“yeah thx, you too”

n zhongli walked over to take a shower. the lust was too strong. like a tornado. if he stood there any second longer he would’ve for sure fucked childe stupid right there. he turned on the shower water to hot and stripped revealing his member hard asf.

“fuck not again.”

so now zhongli steps in the shower, cheeks tinted pink and one of his hands against the tile wall.

“i’ll just get it over with now”

with his free hand wrapped around his dick, he starts pumping himself as images of childe flash in his brain. childe in a maid outfit. childe with a lewd face. childe moaning….all he could think about were these abstract images and dirty scenarios about childe he made up in his head mumbling childes name under his breath.

“Fuck! fuck! fuck!”

so zhongli cums shooting his load all over the tile wall panting. after a few minutes of washing himself he turns off the water and wraps a towel around his waist and gets out. he puts on a fresh pair of boxers and has the towel over his shoulders. when he looks up to his surprise, he sees childe standing in front of him with a bright red face.

“S-sensei!”

“how long have you been here?”

“w-well i went to go shower bc i thought you were done b-b-but….”

zhongli stares childe down biting his lip. childe could see the hungry look in zhonglis eyes. he looked like a beast who captured his pret and ready to devour it any second. n he suddenly found himself backing up as zhongli approached him until he was pressed up against a wall kabedoned.

He’s gonna eat me alive!!

“u saw enough.”

zhongli couldnt hold back anymore. he jus couldn’t. he has been for so long and too long. and with the way how childe was acting, his flushed face. He REALLY couldnt.

“S-s-sensei?!”

childe was squirming around trying to escape and oh that turned him on so much. watching childe squirm underneath him. and so he fiercely attacked childes neck marking and claiming every spot he can which in response to this action childe gripped his shoulders letting out tiny little pants and moans right into zhonglis ear.

“Sensei p-p-pls stop”

childe begged while zhongli ignored him. childes begging only made him harder. there was no going back now. zhongli slid his hands up childes shirt mouth still attached onto childes neck. he went up pinching his nipples causing a loud moan to escape his mouth.

“F-Fuck Sensei!!”

he moved up to nibble on his ear and reached his hand down into his pants to palm him.

“you’re already so hard for me childe….”

“S-s-sensei….”

childe moaned into his ear. childe had the lewd face that zhongli always dreamed of. It turned him on so much he almost came.

“D-d-dont to- Ahh~!!”

it was too late, zhongli had a tight grip around his dick and started pumping him fast. childe came within seconds all over zhonglis hand and in his pants. zhongli rid childe of his pants and started rubbing against him through his boxers.

“Mmmnn S-sensei dont stop ahh~”

“i never planned too”

He’s even hotter than i imagined

“childe….”

“w-w-what.”

“kiss me.”

n so childe did. wrapping his arms around zhonglis neck kissing him passionately. he wanted to have all of childe for himself. have him all to his self. violate and claim every orifice or non orifice of his body. all of it should n would belong to him by the time he’s done. pulling away breathless a string of drool attached from the mouth he went back in and childe rubbed back harder and needier than before.

“S-sensei….i want you….”

zhongli felt himself blush but kept a calm composure.

“prostrate yourself in front of me and maybe i’ll consider it.”

childe did so all shame going down the drain. n zhonglis view was nothing short from perfect. it was beautiful. seeing childe’s pink innocent little hole with his ass high up in the air. he couldn’t hold back. it was so plump, so untouched, so round, so innocent looking he wanted to destroy it. and so he bit down marking and claiming what belongs to him which made childe yelp. with a loud smack childe came as a red hand print formed on his ass.

“you came just from that? what a slutty little masochist”

childe quivered while zhongli spanked him a few more times. he could feel his legs going weak until they finally decided gave out and he dropped to the floor unable to hold himself up any longer.

“i’m not finished with u yet. get back up.”

childe struggled to follow his directions but eventually did wobbling.

“good little slut.”

zhongli bent over and planted a gentle kiss on his head.

“turn around and suck”

zhongli said pulling down his boxers revealing his hard member. childe just stared. that wouldn’t be able to fit inside him!! how was he gonna take all that it!!

“stop gawking at it n suck it!”

childe gulped and started licking his shaft sucking on the balls from time to time. he slowly lowered himself down gagging at every inch. he wanted to see zhonglis reaction through it all so he maintained eye contact as he watched zhonglis face flush and his hand covering his mouth. it was hot ngl and childe could feel himself becoming harder. after a few zhongli came and he could feel the slimy liquid go down his throat and drip down the side of his mouth. he pulled away but before he could fully zhongli held him down.

“keep going.”

childe did the best he could. and he could feel zhongli’s throbbing cock in his mouth.

“stick out ur tongue”

zhongli said panting slightly

“Fuck!”

and he came all over his face and getting sum on his tongue. catching his breath he looked down at childe to see such a slutty cum covered face panting with his tongue sticking out and tears forming from the side of his eyes.

“you look so hot covered in my cum, such a slutty whore all for me~….”

zhongli put his fingers in childe’s mouth.

“suck and get them nice and lubricated.”

childe did so until zhongli pulled them out.

“prostrate yourself for me again.”

and when he did, zhongli shoved his fingers inside causing childe to moan in pain, crying.

“S-s-sensei it hurts…”

“it wont for long just hang in there. this isnt even the part that hurts the most.”

zhonglis fingers wiggled around inside childe

“god ur squeezing my fingers so tightly”

his fingers searched for that one g spot.

“where is it now….”

zhongli said still looking until childe arched his back and let out a loud moan drool dripping down the side of his mouth.

“found it.”

what was he feeling? what was this immense amount of pleasure? has he have no shame? it all felt too good childe couldn’t think straight. as a puddle of drool formed from the side of his mouth n on the floor zhongli pulled out and aligned himself.

“woah woah wait sensei thats not all gonna f- AHH SHIT!!”

but before childe could finish zhongli pushed himself inside him. all of him. and childe choked on his own spit, eyes widening and crying clawing at the floor to escape as zhongli thrusted into him fast and rough showing no mercy.

“Sensei it hurts! It hurts! It hurts so much!”

childe cried out clawing and scraping at the floor.as much as he tried to escape zhonglis grip on his hips was too tight.

“shhh its okay….it’ll feel better soon.”

and like zhongli said, the pain started fading away n all he could feel was pleasure. all he could think abt was zhongli. zhonglis dick deep inside him. destroying him. ruining him. claiming him.

“Zh-zh-zhongli~!!”

childe moaned out.

“fuck that was hot. moan out my name again. moan the name of the person who’s fucking u stupid. claiming you for themselves.”

zhonglis pace quickened and by now he was slamming into childe ruining him like he always got off too.

“ZHONGLI FUCK!! I’M GONNA-”

and with that childe came dropping to the floor.

“this isnt over yet childe, not even close~….”

zhongli flipped him around placing each of his legs on his shoulder and pounded into him harder n faster than childe could ever imagine.

“I’m gonna cum again…”

“n im gonna cum too….”

giving a few more thrusts zhongli came inside him and childe came again on his chest cum dripping out of him and panting heavily and twitching.

“ur still so hard for me.”

zhongli palmed the twitching childe and he came once more all over zhonglis hand. zhongli lifted his hand up to childes mouth.

“lick it clean”

hesitating, childe sucked his hand clean tasting himself. the bittersweet slimy consistency. he couldn’t help but scrunch up his nose.

“good boy.”

zhongli said picking childe up and carrying him bridal style.

“lets take a shower shall we?”

“t-t-together?”

“mhmm.”

and so they stepped into the shower to bathe but it turned out to be another round. the end :)

(but guess what- i wrote an alt ending so enjoy 😈)

ALT ENDING:

“good boy.”

zhongli said picking childe up and carrying him bridal style. when zhongli raised his head he could see diluc standing in there eyes widen is shock to speechless to say anything. Childe looked at diluc face flushed

“DILUC??!!!? HOW LONG HAVE U BEEN THERE?!”

diluc was too speechless he couldn’t say anything.

“i’m just gonna-”

diluc said turning around.

“dont tell anyone diluc”

“i never planned too.”

diluc said walking out.

“Besides…i dont wanna risk the chance of me n kaeya getting out.”

(ok now thats the alt ending. hope you enjoyed the story. it’s pretty rushed but don’t mind that)

[mlm-writer]

Rutterly Filled (Omega!Wei Wuxian x Alpha!Male!Reader)

Pairing: Omega!Wei Wuxian/Wei Ying (The Untamed ver.) x Alpha!Male Reader (NOT trans-friendly) Rating: Explicit Words: 3416 POV: Second Summary: You have not had a rut ever since you have been captures with the other Wens. Now things are going well on Burial Mounds, your body decides it is time. Unfortunately, your prolonged period of being rutless meant your next one was going to be extreme. Fortunately, the Yiling Patriarch is secretly an omega and you two have been flirting ever since you met. Notes: This is 200% self-indulgent. I saw the twink, I fell in love, I wanted to wreck him. Do I need an excuse?  Tags: Omegaverse, a/b/o dynamics, ruts, idiots in love, being in a relationship without realising it, reader is a himbo, loss of control, magical restraints, breeding, knotting, multiple orgasms, does Wei Ying have a dick and a pussy or a dick and an ass? up to you!, self-lubrication, fingering, blowjobs, facials, handjobs, gēge kink and fuck or die

There was no qi flowing anywhere. The only thing that filled your ‘internal stream’ was utter rage. “I told Wen Qing this would not work without a golden core!” You exclaimed as you got up and started stomping around. The alpha pheromones were rolling off you in waves and you were low key glad you were the only alpha present on Burial Mounds or you would have started a fight the second you caught a whiff of any other alpha.

“It was still worth a try. I do not think there is a way to stop your rut now.” You stomped around Wen Qing. You did not want to lash out at her. Were it not for her concoctions, you would have gone into rut a few days ago without a backup plan at all. Your hands clenched and unclenched at your sides. “There is one thing I have not yet told you.” You let out a grunt, indicating you were listening. “Wei Wuxian is an omega and has offered to help you through your rut.” 

You stilled for a second. The Yiling Patriarch was an omega. It only took a second for you to process. Wei Wuxian was not known to adhere to any stereotype or standard. It was not crazy to think that the Yiling Patriarch, a figure that induced fear and hate in many cultivators, was a fragile omega. He may carry himself around like a big figure, but truth to be told, he was skinny like a twig and if he was not such a good fighter, anyone could snap him in half. It all made sense, it was not a crazy thought.

“Master Wei has saved my life. I am already indebted to him. I will wait out my rut in the tent Wen Ning set up in the woods.” You were already walking to the door of Wen Qing’s humble hut, but she stood in your way. Sometimes you suspected her of being an alpha as well. One never knew, when cultivators could just simply suppress their second gender, making them all appear like betas. 

“You have not had a rut in a long while due to the poor conditions we have been under. Your first rut in a while may be much more intense than you are used to.” You clenched your fist, digging your nails into the palm on your hand. Your eye twitched. “Wei Wuxian can defend himself against you, should there be any need. He is also the only omega on the whole mountain. His only condition is that you do not mark him.” You violently shook your head before you could agree to it. The man was the prettiest boy you had ever laid eyes upon and while you two had been flirting, you had not yet confessed that every flirty word you shot his way was truthful. The thing between you two, unnamed and not yet romantic, was too good to risk. 

You walked away from the door, before you were going to physically lash out at Wen Qing. “I will not take advantage of master Wei. I owe him too much already.” 

“Your excuses are so weak, I’m starting to think that you don’t think I’m attractive.” Your whole body whipped to the door, where the omega in question had appeared with a pout on his face that made you want to kiss him. His lips were pink and glistening. They looked so full and soft. Wen Qing told him to get out, but you already caught a whiff of the omega scent you had never noticed on him before. Before you had any control of your tongue, you had agreed to spending your rut with Wei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriarch. Want bubbled up from deep within you. There was no way back now. 

You followed him and his scent like a blind puppy, as he let you between trees to a tent Wen Ning had set up earlier in case you could not suppress your rut. You saw the dark red fabric in the distance, when suddenly you were caged against a tree by Wei Wuxian. “Scent me,” he whispered into your face and he did not need to say it twice. You rubbed your nose all over his neck and down to where it met his shoulder. You took deep breaths, letting your lungs fill with the sweet and spicy scent that you from now on would know as Wei Wuxian. You didn’t know how long you were rubbing yourself on him and smelling him, but after a while, the fog of alpha hormones cleared and you had a bit more grip on what was going on and what was about to happen. “Better?” Wei Wuxian giggled as he rested against you. You held him close and slowly breathed in his scent. 

After a few slow breaths, you nodded and took his hand to drag him to the tent. It was big enough that you two could stand inside and there were supplies inside, mostly food and water, but also extra robes. You didn’t hear the sound of a lake behind the tent, as you dragged Wei Wuxian inside and pushed him down onto the straw mat on the ground. You crawled on top of him, but as your eyes met his, you were awfully aware of how you were acting. “Sorry, maybe we should talk about what I can and cannot do, before I lose all my patience.” Wei Wuxian laughed and shifted so you two were sitting on the straw mat, facing one another. His robes had fallen open a little and the sight of his chest threatened another frenzy to make itself known.

“You can do anything, but try not to claim me. It is a little early in our relationship for that.” You almost choked on your own saliva and started coughing. Wei Wuxian handed you a waterskin, but you needed a solid minute, before you had enough breath to actually attempt drinking anything. 

“I’m sorry, but… relationship?” You watched Wei Wuxian through teary eyes from your coughing fit. He seemed to turn red in an instant, his face now matching the ribbon in his beautiful silk black hair. 

“Yes? I mean I thought… we always flirt? And we drink together and you sometimes feed me at dinner? We also cuddled when we were drunk? I know we never talked about it, but we are in a relationship or something… right?” You stared at him, a little dumbfounded. He did not lie; those things happened. You just took all those things for things Wei Wuxian would do with anyone.

“I didn’t think of it that way,” you immediately regretted your words as you could see Wei Wuxian’s heart breaking all over his face, “but! But! But!” He looked at you, hopeful in a way that seemed plainly desperate. “I want it to be that way! I just didn’t realise what we were, but I want to be…” There was a flare of hormones and you shuffled forward to bury your nose against Wei Wuxian’s scent gland. “I want you, even when my rut is over, but also now. Right now.” A slight shift and you noticed you were hard between your legs. 

Wei Wuxian might have noticed it too through your robes, because he was shoving at your clothes. You stood up, ripping everything off in a hurry and grabbing Wei Wuxian by his ponytail. You pulled at it until his lips were around your hard cock. You let out a moan of relief, as he immediately started sucking on the length. He resisted when you tried to get him to swallow more of you. Wei Wuxian only took the tip, but with the way he was sucking and licking, it was enough for now. You threw your head back, grunting into the air, while Wei Wuxian sucked you off. His tongue cupped the head of your cock and played with the ridge between the head and the rest of your length. The wet sounds of his mouth seemed so loud in the small space. Before he even took more of you in his mouth, you grabbed his shoulder and squeezed. Wei Wuxian took the hint and with a wet pop he pulled his mouth off your cock. You would have protested, were it not for the hand on your hard length. 

The cultivator squeezed the knot at the base of your cock, everytime his hand was at the bottom of your length. You looked down at him, seeing him with his tongue out, a smile hinting behind that lewd expression, cheeks a beautiful rosy colour that matched his spit-glistened lips. You let out a groan and kept a firm grip on his shoulder. Ropes of cum spilled from your cock. Wei Wuxian’s face, hair and robes were painted white with your seed. When he finally let go of your cock, your face heated up at the sight of him. A mixture of embarrassment and arousal swimmed inside your belly. “I’m sorry,” you whispered out of breath, but Wei Wuxian just smiled at you and started taking his soiled robes off, wiping himself off with a sleeve. When he was mostly clean off your cum, he laid himself down on the straw mat, completely naked and stretched out like a meal for you to devour. 

“Don’t apologise, I want this too,” he confessed with flushed skin and a hard omega dick twitching between his legs. You kneeled down and hoisted his legs onto your shoulders. Your tongue automatically fell from your lips at the scent of omega slick filling your nostrils. Lapping up the slick that had escaped his wet hole and trickled down his thighs, drew a gasp from Wei Wuxian’s lips. “Don’t tease me.” 

You huffed out a laugh at the annoyance in his voice. “Or else? Will the Yiling Patriarch haunt me like a ghost and eat me?” You didn’t let Wei Wuxian reply. You held him up with one hand and pushed your tongue inside, the other hand touching his cock. The omega mewled and moaned as if he was putting on a show for you. Maybe he was. When was Wei Wuxian not making a scene? “Wei Wuxian sounds so perfect,” you growled as you licked the slick off your lips. 

“If you are going to knot me until I can’t walk, at least call me Wei Ying,” the demonic cultivator huffed, his eyes ravishing your body. You smiled as you put his legs around your waist and lined your cock up with his wet hole. 

“Wei Ying is perfect.” And with those words, you slid into his heat. Wei Ying gasped as he stretched around your thick alpha cock, the slick making the slide easier, but he was not in heat. You got halfway, before the resistance became too much. “Wei Ying needs to relax,” you grunted as you rutted inside him, micromovements trying to make further entrance possible. 

“You’re too big,” he complained, hands on your arms and squeezing your biceps. You leaned down and caught his lips in a biting kiss. Soft, pink lips turned red under your onslaught. A hand made its way to his throat and he gasped deliciously against your wet lips. Wei Ying squirmed and gasped for breath as you frantically fucked his hole open until you were slipping in deeper. “So big, too big, I’m going to tear in two!” 

You would be more concerned for him, were it nog for the thick cloud of alpha hormones clouding your judgement. Instead of sounding fearful, Wei Ying’s voice fuelled the fantasy of a helpless omega at your mercy. “Pretty omegas like you can handle this,” you growled in a voice no one woud have recognised as your own. Both hands landed on Wei Ying’s hips and you sat up, so you could thrust inside him with vigour. 

Wei Ying’s voice would have been audible from miles away as he screamed mostly in pain. Coherent thoughts had long left your mind and all that was left was ‘mark’, ‘claim’, ‘fuck’, ‘knot’ and ‘breed’. Pleasure was all on your mind as you closed your eyes to fully enjoy the stretch of Wei Ying’s walls around your cock. That was until you found yourself unable to move. “No! No! No!” You growled as Wei Ying slid off your cock. He pushed you onto your knees and sat down across from you. 

“I’m sorry, alpha, but don’t worry I will not leave you like this,” he croaked out as he struggled with sitting down comfortably. His chest rose and fell in deep, but ragged breaths. You now noticed the redness around his eyes and the wetness on his cheeks. Worry paved a little clarity in the lustful fog dominating your head. 

“Cruel bastard,” you found yourself snarling back, in spite of the seed of worry Wei Ying’s image planted deep inside you. Before even the last syllable left your lips, Wei Ying had his hand tight around your cock and stroked, drawing a guttural groan from you. “That’s not enough, I need more,” you breathed out at the torture that was the grip of Wei Ying’s hand. It felt good, but his omega hole had felt so much better.

“And I need more preparation, I am not in heat,” Wei Ying huffed back as he reached behind himself. You could hear the wet squelch of him fingering himself and it drove you into a frenzy. You demanded being released, so you could once more claim your omega, but Wei Ying did not release you. He let you cum with his hand. Once he needed a better angle to shove more fingers inside, he switched his hand for his mouth, so he could support himself with one hand while he tried to shove his whole fist inside. His mouth felt better than his hand, but you already had had a taste of paradise and this was not it. 

“You’re open enough, please, I feel like I’ll die,” you whined, shortly after you covered Wei Ying in your fourth load. No matter how often you came, it would not be enough until you knotted the omega in front of you. Wei Ying seemed to take mercy on you and he turned around. Wei Ying lowered himself onto your cock. The mercy got you moaning. You could see where you entered him as he bounced on your cock, his hole gripping your length visibly. “Yes, you feel so good omega,” you moaned as he rode your fat length. “Release me and I’ll pound you so good. I will knot you and fill you with my cum and then pound you again.” Wei Ying gasped, a hand moving to his cock to stroke it. The smell of his slick as it dripped down your cock was intoxicating. 

“Gēge, you talk so indecently when you’re in a rut.” You wanted to pin him down and fuck him so bad when he called you ‘gēge’ and Wei Ying seemed to know. The glint in his eyes as he shot you a look over his shoulder was quite telling. “But I’m afraid gēge will break me if I release him. Gēge is such a strong alpha and I’m just a frail omega,” he spoke dramatically, knowing fully well he was far from a frail omega. His words would have made you cringe were it not for the fact you were in a full-on rut. The idea, the thought, the image of him being so fragile and breakable and at your mercy suddenly got something flowing in you. The feeling was unfamiliar, as was the strength it brought. 

You had no mind to think about it, but enough instinct to use it. With this new-found energy, you broke yourself free from whatever was holding you in place and grabbed Wei Ying by the back of his neck. A hard shove and Wei Ying was face down, ass up on the ground with your cock plunging into his wet hole. “Maybe they are right, the Yiling Patriarch is cruel,” you drew a loud moan from the man below you with a hard thrust, “and evil.” 

Wei Ying did not move from where you had him. Instead, he took your punishing pace with the prettiest moans you ever had the honour of hearing. His voice filled the tent with a symphony of pleasure, which only grew louder when you pressed inside and your knot slipped in. Wei Ying screamed in pleasure and pain as you slotted the two of you together and filled him up with your hot seed. 

Still, it was not enough. He was beautiful, had the most breedable body you ever laid eyes upon. How could it be enough to only fill his slick hole once?You only stilled for a minute inside of him, before you pulled out until the knot pulled painfully at the inside of his rim. Then, you pushed back inside, as deep as you could go. Wei Ying whined as you fucked him like that, the knot dragging against his walls and drawing out the melody of pain mixed with pleasure. He moaned and screamed about how he was stretched to the limit, but there was no urgency in his voice this time. 

Everything was a blur from there. Somewhere between rutting inside him and fucking him with your knot, Wei Ying had gone near-silent. His ass had become so open that your knot no longer served its purpose of keeping you inside as you spilled your seed. You didn’t know how many rounds you went, how often you filled the Yiling Patriarch with your load or how often the omega came himself. In one final mind-blurring explosion of pleasure, you passed out. Whether it was on top of him or if you managed to fall beside him was out of your control. 

When you woke up, however, you found Wei Ying on top of you. The smell of sex still hung heavy in the air, mixed with pheromones, both alpha and omega. A groan left your dry throat as you lifted your head to take a look at the man to whom you were indebted with your life, twice. He looked like he was not going to wake up for another 100 years. You tried to brush the hair out of his face, but your fingers got tangled in the silk black strands. Guilt filled your heart at the sight of bruises on his hips and sides. A respectful look down revealed there was still cum dripping out of his hole. 

You untangled yourself from him. It took you a good hour to get Wei Ying cleaned up and placed on a clean towel; the straw mat was completely ruined. You had him on his side, still sleeping peacefully, while you tried to comb the tangles carefully out of his hair. You were almost done when you noticed him stir. “Wei Ying?” You called out softly, hand shooting for the waterskin. You held it to his lips. “Don’t move; drink first.” To your surprise, he obeyed. He tried to sit up, but winced. You took the hint and helped him sit on your lap, the gap between your legs perfect for his ass to rest between with no pressure on it. “I’m sorry. I lost control.” 

Wei Ying blinked at you and then reached for the jar of wine in the corner. You chuckled and handed it to him, still cradling him close. He took a few gulps, before speaking up. “I thought I would die,” he pouted in a somewhat playful way that gave you conflicted emotions about his words. “Gēge, you were such a monster. Next time, I will use a stronger talisman to keep you down.”

You inhaled sharply. ‘Next time’, he had said. You licked your dry lips and nodded, agreeing with him. A signature smile painted the omegas lips, before he snuggled closer to you. “Gege is adorable when he is worried about me. I’ll be fine, I swear. Just don’t make me do anything for a few days.” You let out an empty laugh, relieved and still worried. Another nod as you put a hand on his head, holding it close to your shoulder. You twisted your head, placing a kiss upon Wei Ying’s temple. He hummed happily and closed his eyes. 

“Wei Ying! You need to eat before you go back to sleep!” 

[neoculturetravesty]

The waiting game

Image taken from here.

Pairing: Kun x Reader Genre: smut, pwp, it’s literally just filth with a tiny bit of fluff at the end. Warnings: 18+, Daddy Kun, sub reader, daddy/ddlg kink, praise kink, bondage (handcuffs and ankle restraints), fingering, overstimulation with a vibrator, orgasm denial, anal plug, humiliation, spanking, unprotected sex, squirting, facial, fluffy aftercare. Word Count: 3.2k words of the most pwp I’ve ever written. There is no plot whatsoever.

Summary: “Will my baby be okay to bend over like this for a while?” you hear him ask behind you. You turn your head just a little to reply “Yes, Daddy.” 

A/N: Kind of wanted to write some absurdist, slightly unrealistic, fantastical, pornographic smut. And it so happened that Kun ended up becoming the vehicle for this piece. 

“Daddy, please…” you look up at Kun, fat tears rolling down your cheeks as you whimper.

“I know, baby, I know.” He takes your face in his hands and wipes away at your tears with the pads of his thumbs. He leans in and gives you a healing, nurturing kiss. “Daddy knows you can take it. Daddy knows you’re his brave girl.”

You whimper and your eyebrows knit together as you look up at him to sob. You’re pretty sure you look anything but brave... you probably look like the most pathetic girl to ever exist. But you can’t keep your composure any longer and you suppose that is what Kun wanted. He wanted to strip you bare so you weren’t hiding from him. So you were showing him your true self, your most vulnerable self, your most naked self. 

It’s why he had put you in this position for what you’re sure has been an hour. On all fours on a table top, panties pulled down to your thighs, a vibrator attached to your pussy, a shiny pink butt plug inserted in your ass. Your tits were just covered enough by a barely there camisole that said ‘Daddy’s Princess’ across the chest in bright pink letters. Each of your ankles was tied to the corresponding leg of the table. Erotic handcuffs with black leather straps were binding your delicate wrists like bracelets. Your back was beautifully arched and your chest was risen tall because that’s how Kun liked it. 

“My princess looks so pretty like this.” He had complimented when he had finished his handiwork and stepped back to look at you. But it was getting harder and harder to stay pretty for him. The vibrator bound to your pussy was buzzing at an agonizing pace--not moving any slower to give you a break, not moving any faster to give you relief. You had, at one point, ground your hips against it to get some variation in friction and you think you must have lost your posture in doing so because it had resulted in Kun giving powerful smacks to your bare ass which made the plug jolt inside you, making you see stars.

Now your ass was red and hot as you struggled to keep your back arched. 

“Press down to absorb the pleasure, princess. Make yourself pretty for Daddy.” Kun had taught you and that’s what you had been trying to do for the past few minutes. But now it was getting to be too much. The slow, tormenting buzzing on your core was making it drip embarrassingly. You were pretty sure your pussy had engorged to maybe twice it’s usual size. Plus, any time you clenched and unclenched around the plug; it made lubricant ooze out of you, because Kun had used way too much and asked you to hold it in like a good girl. You couldn’t see it, but you felt the mess your holes were creating. The only upside was that Kun had placed soft pillows beneath your hands and knees.

You felt vulnerable like this. Wearing a barely there shirt, with your panties pulled down to your thighs. Maybe you would’ve felt less humiliated if Kun had simply taken them all the way off. But you were so exposed and your need was building but not being fulfilled. You were so sexually frustrated and so fucking needy that it was making you cry. But Kun kept stalking your body. Circling around as if you were a lab experiment he was studying, as if he was taking notes on how your body was reacting to each sensation. Every now and then, he would press his palm to the small of your back to put you back in his desired state. Or he’d wiggle and smoothen your panties so they laid smooth and stretched around your thighs. He’d fix your top when all your squirming had made it ride over your tits. He’d push the butt plug back in if you had pushed it out. When would he stop? You didn’t know and it drove you crazy. Maybe that’s what he wanted. To break you down bit by bit through this waiting game. To get to the deepest parts of you that no man had ever seen. To get you to show your true submissive self where you would want nothing else but your Daddy for relief.

Right now, though, he was by your head and he wasn’t fixing you anymore. All his attention was on calming you. When you let out a wail and cry so much that your chest heaves, he presses a long, lingering kiss to your forehead and says,

“Just a bit longer, baby girl. You’re doing so well.” He takes your face in his hands and looks at you with nurturing eyes. But it only makes you look back and cry to him.

“Daddy, pleasseeee… I can’t take this any more! I need to come!” you are barely able to word it out between your sobs.

Kun sighs and grabs a stool and adjusts its height so he is at level with your face when he sits. He takes your face in his hands once more.

“Kiss Daddy to take your mind off of it, princess. But if you want it to stop, you’ll have to say your color.” 

You think about it for a moment. You had come this far. Your pussy was aching and sensitive and your asshole was swollen. Your back was aching a bit and the makeup you had spent nearly an hour doing was probably spoiled. You’re pretty sure the mascara is streaked around your eyes from all the crying. Your hair was probably messy, too, because Kun had grabbed it at one point. But you had come this far. Kun had never been one to hold back his rewards if you’d pleased him in these waiting challenges. And those rewards were always so toe-curlingly bountiful that they made every moment of sexual agony worth it. 

So you end up kissing him though the decision makes you sob into the kiss, like you knew you that you yourself had chosen the torture whereas Kun had offered you a way out. You’re sniffling as you absorb the slow torment in your pussy and Kun kisses you deep. He swirls his tongue in your mouth till you’re drooling down your chin but he doesn’t care. He loved all your messes. He loved that he made you this way: leaking and drooling and crying and submissive. His perfect little princess.

“You’ve made Daddy so proud today, princess.” he coos into the kiss. “Will you be a good girl and stay very still while he undoes everything?”

You nod furiously, your sobs dying down to obedient sniffles as the hope of relief runs through your body. You can feel the mess of tears, mascara and drool on your face, but you don’t seem to care. Kun had already seen the worst of you. No, he had pulled it out of you because that’s what he wanted. That’s what your man wanted.

The man in question walks around to the back of the table now and finally turns the vibrator off. You let out a high pitched, shaky sound of relief, although you don’t feel relieved in any way. You just feel even more sexually frustrated because Kun is taking his time wiping the vibrator off and wrapping the cord and putting it back in it’s right place. Sometimes, you hated his fucking perfectionist guts. Then he methodically undoes the binds around your ankles and you exhale as the circulation returns when you move them around. You place your chest down on the table for a breather when he moves his attention to the huge plug in your ass. He holds it gently and though you know he’s going to be as careful as ever to take it out, you still find yourself gripping onto the edge of the table and holding your breath. But the pain does not come because he twists and turns it so gently, you barely even feel it and only notice it’s absence when the lube starts dripping more freely out of your hole. 

You feel his warm, soft kisses on your ass. “My baby did so well.” he praises and you feel your heart soar. All this pain was worth it if you got to hear him talk like that. Then you find him holding you by the waist and sliding you to the edge of the table, holding your legs and helping you find your footing till you are bent over like he wants. 

“Will my baby be okay to bend over like this for a while?” you hear him ask behind you.

You turn your head just a little to reply “Yes, Daddy.” 

“Good girl.” he pats your bum before you hear the telltale sounds of him undoing his belt and pulling his zipper down. These sounds worked on you like the sounds of bells worked on Pavlov’s dogs. Because you find your pussy dripping for him almost immediately. You move the pillows under your chest and place your cheek on the cool surface of the table as you wait for him to take you. Your wrists are still bound by the handcuffs and it makes you feel so bloody submissive that for a while, you’re happy your pussy is dripping so shamelessly for Kun. You wonder if he likes the mess he’s made between your legs.

But that smugness is chased right away when he pushes his cock inside of you and you’re moaning out in no time. He fucks into you so your mound presses into the edge of the table over and over and your moans become more gurgled.

“Your cock feels so good, Daddy!” you mewl desperately and it works because it encourages him to go faster and soon, your chest is lifting off the table because the pressure in your abdomen is building and building. 

Kun grabs your hair and lifts you off the table and hugs your body to him, into his chest. He fucks you like this, standing up and moans in your ear.

“My baby is so good for me. My princess is so good for her Daddy.” He tells you and you think you’re going to burst, so you tell him.

“Daddy, I need to come!” 

“No, baby.” He replies and pulls out of you so quickly that you lose your balance and double over the table, breathing out of your mouth erratically.

“Daddyyyy!” you whine with your entire body at the betrayal.

“Come here.” He invites as he takes a seat on his favorite armchair. Your panties are still around your thighs and you know he wants you to keep them there. So you waddle your way to him, all your pride be damned. He cups your ass right away and helps you get on his lap, looping your bound wrists around his neck as you straddle him.

“My pretty baby.” he says as he looks up to kiss you. “Does my baby want to come?”

You nod and your face contorts again and you don’t realize that your frown has turned into a sob “Please, Daddy…” you beg.

He kisses your shoulder. “Shhh. It’s okay, baby. Daddy’s got you.” 

He brings both hands between your legs from behind and pushes down your panties that have ridden up and goes straight for your pussy. His hands rub soothing strokes on the entirety of it, almost like he’s massaging you. Both his hands spread your lips apart then his fingers press against your flesh.

“My good girl…” he coos when he sinks two fingers into your hole while the other hand keeps holding you open for him. He begins pumping and you whimper in his lap, saying ‘Daddy’ over and over like an incantation. But then he curls his fingers inside of you and starts pumping up strongly and you know you’re going to burst soon. You unloop your arms from around him so you can push against his chest.

“Daddy, I think I’m going to squirt.” you warn desperately, worriedly.

He kisses you “It’s okay, baby girl, you can squirt,” he assures you.

“Can I get off you, Daddy? I don’t want to make a mess on you.” you bring both hands to your pussy now, covering because you’re not sure how much longer you can hold out before you have an accident on his pants.

But he uses his free hand to grab your bound wrists and loop them around his neck again. “It’s okay, baby. Daddy’s got you. You can squirt right here.” He kisses your cheek caringly.

“Can I take my panties off, Daddy? I don’t want to make them dirty.” you have no idea why you’re so self-conscious about your messes when your face probably looks like one anyway.

“It’s okay, baby. Daddy doesn’t mind if you come in your panties or on his pants. Daddy wants you to come like this, on his lap where you’re safe.” he wraps one arm firmly around the middle of your back while the fingers of the other hand pump with precision because he knows exactly how to make you explode. 

You know you have no choice. You’re whimpering in frustration but you have nowhere to go but his arms. It’s what he wants. He wants you coming undone without hiding from him. And you know it’s bad because your hips are hovering off of his lap, trying to get away from all the pleasure and pressure in your pussy. You bury your face in his neck and wail till your voice strains before it cuts off. And before you know it, you are raining down all over him.

“That’s it, baby girl. Just let go for your Daddy. Let it all out.” He’s rubbing your back, nurturing, which is in striking contrast to what his other hand is doing inside your pussy. You’re embarrassed beyond belief because the squirt is falling onto Kun with a splattering sound and you regret lifting off of him. But you can’t really think because your entire body is convulsing and if he wasn’t holding you, you would’ve fallen off already. When you still, he holds you close, rubbing his hands up and down your back, pressing kisses to your forehead. 

“Are you sure you let it all out, baby girl?” He asks, bringing a hand back to your pussy and sinking a finger into your hole as if to confirm.

“I think so, Daddy.” you say meekly into his neck.

“Stand up so Daddy can check.” He says and you almost groan because you don’t want to stand up. You just want to go limp in his arms and never move ever again in your life. 

But nothing good even comes out of defying Kun so you’re up on your feet, supporting yourself with your bound hands on his shoulder. Your pussy is right in front of him like this and he furrows his eyebrows, pushing his fingers inside of you and inspecting you with an almost clinical concentration. When you moan out, he nods like he’s confirmed something.

“I think you can come one more time.” he turns you so you’re standing sideways to him. He brings one hand from behind, under your legs and into your hole, while his other hand splays over your lower abdomen, pressing as if to squeeze anything that’s left out of you. Your toes curl as you moan restlessly because you weren’t sure you could, but once Kun had decided he wanted something, he almost always got it. You let out dry, frustrated sobs and he looks up at you.

“Baby girl. Concentrate and come.” he scolds and he reaches with his thumb to rub circles on your clit as well. You stand there whimpering, moaning, giving into your boyfriend’s desires and soon, you find your body convulsing once again. Kun has to hold you tighter by the pussy because you’re doubling over as your orgasm hits. Soon, he has pulled you into his lap once more, making you sit on his thigh as he kisses you.

“Good girl.” He kisses your lips while his hand goes between your legs to soothe over your aching pussy. “That’s my good girl.” he says in between kisses and you smile lazily because you’re happy you pleased him. 

“Is my good girl going to take Daddy’s cum on her face?” he asks lovingly as he gently pulls your panties up and puts them snugly in place, covering you.

“Yes, Daddy.” You say, in a soft, almost sleepy voice. You were spent.

Kun kisses your temple, tender and long. “Get on your knees for me, baby girl. Take Daddy’s cum all over your pretty face.”

“Yes, Daddy.” you say sweetly as you get on your knees and look up into his eyes from below, like the loving submissive that you were. And he stands up and unzips himself more so he can take his cock in his hands and look at you adoringly as he pumps himself. You rub your palms over his thighs to help him along and soon his breaths have turned to moans and his moans have turned to grunts and he is coming all over your face, hitting your cheek, your forehead, your lips, your eyes. It clings onto your eyelashes; some of it even lands on your hair. You squeeze your eyes shut and keep them closed, staying very still as Kun holds the top of your head and strokes every last drop out onto your face.

He stands back panting “Fuckkk, you look so fucking gorgeous, baby.” he breathes out and you smile gently without opening your eyes.

“Stay like that.” you hear after a while and then feel his thumbs swipe carefully over and between your eyelids. “Open.” he says and you blink your eyes open but soon realize that he meant your mouth because he’s scooping all the cum off your face with his thumb and feeding it to you. You oblige because when he’s done, he kisses you deeply in gratitude.

He walks away for a while and you stay there on your knees, wrists bound, spent to the bone, feeling like your legs have turned to jelly. So you lay your head on the seat of Kun’s chair so you can doze off just like that but he’s back before you’re totally gone. He’s undoing the handcuffs and kissing the skin of your wrists when it is exposed. He is lifting your shirt off of you and your panties and scooping your naked body in his arms and carrying you till he’s placed you in a hot bath. He bathes you thoroughly, massages your scalp when he shampoos your hair, then dries you off and anoints your pussy with soothing balms when he’s done. Then he puts you in one of his shirts that hangs to your thighs like a dress and then pulls you into his arms and tucks the covers around you so you’re snug into him, warm and comfortable and safe.

You feel so good that you decide that you would make breakfast for him in the morning just to thank him for being the best boyfriend in the world. But like all mornings, he beats you to it and you wake to breakfast in bed. 

Copyright © 2021 NeoCultureTravesty. All rights reserved.

[supportyours]

omegaverse guide

Hi, besties! :)

As you are probably already aware, within the omegaverse there are many and many currents, in which, although the basic concept remains, the anatomy and rules may vary. This is a little guide to the omegaverse I'll be working with, focused on the female side.

There is nothing mandatory, as long as everything makes sense in your universe, just create and enjoy!!!

So, the omegaverse is an alternate universe where society is divided into three subgenres: Alpha, Beta, and Omega. Let's get this started!!

ALPHAS are at the top of the three genders and have the dominant role in society. This hierarchy comes from a possessive and strict Alpha stereotype. However, in modern societies, it's common to see friendly Alphas playing simple roles.

Being a high-class and powerful hierarchy, their aroma should help give that image, which is why they are usually sophisticated aromas that attract a lot of attention. Contrary to other hierarchies, Alphas have a strong scent that overshadows others and easily attracts everyone.

Alpha women are intelligent and exude a sex appeal that attracts Omegas of all kinds.

Their heat causes an increase in their character, making them the stereotype of Alpha. They are physically a woman; they have breasts, a vagina, and a clitoris, as well as vaginal lips. However, and here comes one of the differences with Beta or Omega women, her clitoris fulfills the function of the male penis, lengthening at the time of intercourse and retracting at the end of it. Just like Alpha males, they can knot. They can also impregnate Beta women and both Omega men and women.

BETAS are the middle range. Their anatomy and physiology are identical to those of the common human. Women can get pregnant from Alpha and Beta men and women.

OMEGAS, stereotypically, are the cute and sensitive part of the hierarchy. They take on more routine, low-impact roles. Their aroma is usually mild, although during heat it increases. They can express their emotions through it.

Omega women are characterized by having a calm countenance and personality. They often have a strong character and, like men, are also quite territorial.

Their anatomy and physiology are identical to those of the common human. They can get pregnant from Alpha and Beta men and women.

Omegas go into some sort of mating cycle or heat. This heat can occur as often as monthly, as human menstrual cycles do, or as rarely as every five years. The universal characteristic of each heat cycle is that the omega really really really really needs to have sex with someone. 

What is a heat? 

A heat is a time when the Omega is most fertile and ready to mate, or just hide away until the heat is over. If they have an Alpha mate, they will never leave their side unless they need to get their Omega food or water. Mainly, they have sex and then rest. They keep a watchful eye over their Omega, listening to them and caring for them. But in bed, they still are the dominant ones.

If an Omega has no mate, that could be dangerous to even leave the house. They could get raped and forced into all of this, even if they protest and try to run. So they basically lock themselves in a room and use many toys to get through this.

A good part about this heat is that the Omega will self-lubricate, which means they only need to prep the Omega a bit more to have sex. During these heats, the hormones in an Omega go all crazy. A strong scent is released during the heats, causing the Alphas to smell it and chase after the Omega. If there is already an Alpha with that Omega, they will fight the other Alphas off.

Most of this time is spent having sex, even if the omega immediately starts having sex with the alpha at the beginning of the heat, they are still locked into sex for the next several days. Many orgasms are involved, as are utterly insane amounts of semen. The hole of the omega provides a huge amount of fluid and lubrication. The alpha/omega partners appear to be hormone-addled enough that they do not get bored or chafed during this time. The many orgasms appear to help make the whole situation tolerable.

Once knotted, there is a high chance that the omega will become pregnant. Hormonal birth control generally works like the pill in the regular universe, take a pill daily, take some type of injection, etc.

What is the Alpha Voice?

It is a characteristic Alphas possess that can force another to do what they are ordered, even against their will. For it to be fulfilled, the other person must be a minor, even if it is for a couple of days, and have a lower social rank (subordinate, child, etc). If used on a Beta or Omega, it will cause great pain if they try to refuse the order. The Alpha Voice is impossible to ignore or disobey.

To differentiate it from a normal command, the Alpha voice is usually written in bold.

What are the bonds?

Bonds are links connecting one individual to another. They often take place as a physical claim on the body that results in a mental link between two people where the two people connected can feel each other’s emotions. There are several types:

FROM PARTNER TO PARTNER. Involves physical claims on the neck/upper collarbone. The bond ceremony often, but not always, takes place during a shared mating cycle after courting. A romantic bond tends to fade after three years, so it must be reinforced. The more often partners reinforce their bond, the stronger the bond will become and the slower it will fade. Only one partner must receive the physical claim, however, the claim is strongest when both partners have a physical claim from each other. The breaking of romantic bonds before they fade is dangerous and can result in extreme illness, unhealthy mating cycles, or even death in some rare cases.

FROM SEXUAL PARTNER TO SEXUAL PARTNER. Involves physical claims on the inner thighs. Can happen at any point and does not have a traditional ceremony. Sexual bonds are the easiest bonds to break and naturally break after 3 days to a week. Must be reinforced often if partners want the bond to stick. Sexual bonds often happen between partners who want an increased level of sexual intimacy in their relationship or more pleasurable, shared intimacy. Also often happen between hookups and one-night stands. Are the least “serious” of the bonds.

I could do a much longer guide, but for OS' this will do. Anyway, there are millions of wonderful, comprehensive and brilliantly explained guides out there, this is just a shortcut to get straight to the point.

[thinking-mans-submissive]

Omega Heat, Part 1

A Paranormal Omegaverse Story

i’d been hoping to get His attention, but when He finally acknowledged me i was suddenly dumbstruck. Now what, dumb ass? i’d been trailing Him around the gym like a creeper with no real plan in mind other than to hope for a miracle; Men like Him just weren’t interested in effeminate guys like me.

The miracle was an almost immediate physiological reaction that started seconds after we locked eyes. His face was impossible to read, but the longer He held my gaze the more impossible it was to look away. i’d never felt such yearning in my life. i don’t know when it happened but i was suddenly aware that my ass felt wet.

What the fuck?? 

After a few seconds of utter shock, i bolted for the locker room as casually as i could, but not before i saw His nostrils flare and His ambivalence change to astonishment; suddenly i had His undivided attention. His massive body went rigid as He sat upright. But i turned and left before He got up.

i went straight for a bathroom stall and slammed the door behind me. Yanking down my shorts, i was dumbfounded to discover that my underwear was completely soaked and my rear end was wet. If i didn’t know better, i’d swear lube was coming out of my ass! i was freaking out, but then a chill went up my spine and i froze.

i could feel Him approach before i heard Him. A cold sweat covered my body as  He stopped outside the stall, His breathing labored and heavy. My heart pounded in my ears as i waited in silence. With a violent shove He easily broke the flimsy bolt lock and pushed the door in. Yelping in surprise, i nearly fell into the toilet as i frantically backed up with my underwear still bunched around my ankles. 

The look on His face was pure lust and determination as He instantly squeezed His way inside - a towering hulk of muscle that gave me no room to move. Or escape. Wedging the door shut behind Him, He grabbed me by the front of the shirt with one enormous hand and pulled me up against His hard chest. 

And then He did something very strange: He took a deep whiff of my neck and held it, as though savoring it. The stubble on His beard made me shiver as His lips brushed softly against my tingling skin.

With a slow exhale, He stared into my eyes with a ferocity that made me moan. My face flushed red in embarrassment at my inability to show any self control. i flinched when His other hand grasped my bare ass and shivered uncontrollably as a long, thick finger dipped unceremoniously into ... more wetness?? 

A deep, primal, fearsome sound reverberated in His chest as His full lips parted to show large, glistening-white teeth. i whimpered helplessly as i started to gush something over His hand as though a dam had broke inside me. 

He wasn’t surprised at all by what was happening and sank another finger into my spasming hole. i bit my lip to keep from crying out as i ground myself onto His hand, humping like a whore as i placed my trembling hands on His broad shoulders to steady myself. 

He had the same hard to read look on His face, but was clearly in control of the situation; i, on the other hand, was coming undone. 

“You’re going into heat.” He said matter-of-factly. His deep voice was surprising calming. i stared into the dark pools of His eyes looking for an explanation. “I can’t claim you here, but my knot will make you feel ... better.”

Nothing He said made any sense, but with three fingers now drilling my ass, i wasn’t exactly acting rationally, or normally, for that matter. His body radiated heat and i didn’t want to let go. 

“Your knot??” i asked, hating the sound of desperation and confusing in my voice.

“I’m going to fuck you,” He replied, as factually as though i’d asked Him for the time. “Is this the first time this has happened to you?”

“Whaaa ...?”

“The slick. Your body’s natural lubrication.”

I nodded incredulously. 

If it was possible, His urgency and tension seemed to amplify with my response. He seemed to be losing control, so He spoke faster. 

“Your body is reacting to being near me. The slick will help. But not much.” i was attracted to Him, sure. But this was just crazy. What was so special about Him that was sending me into “heat”? And did it even matter, because as scared as i should have been by the ominous warning, it had the exact opposite effect; the promise of pain caused by His dick made my eyes roll back in my head as i convulsed over His hand. 

He abruptly yanked His fingers from my ass and stilled me with a vice-like grip as i literally tried to crawl onto Him. My hole felt so empty and i wanted His cock inside me. i could barely hear His next words.

“Follow me outside to my truck and get in. I live nearby. I should be able to hold off until I get you home. Just try not to touch me. Do you understand?” His tone left no margin for disagreement. 

“Yes, Sir.” Sir?? Could this get any weirder??

i don’t remember leaving the gym or the short ride to His home. The bright sunlight and heat of summer did little to warm the chill i felt as i shivered. By the time He led me inside my shorts were soaked. 

He was on me so fast that it felt like i’d been hit by a train. When i felt His teeth biting hard at the base of my neck i groaned loudly and my vision went dark. i felt my feet being lifted off the floor as He carried me to a bed and heard cries and moans of distress that i realized were coming from me. 

[eternalstann]

Cake

You bought Tom a birthday cake but he still likes yours better 🎂

Tom Holland x Reader

is it even me if there’s no smut???

“Happy Birthday dear Tom, happy birthday to you!”

You and the boys sang. You listened to his parents, Sam and Paddy cheer through the phone.

“Thank you guys!” Tom smiles, blowing out the candles.

“You’re basically halfway to fifty!” Paddy screams over FaceTime and Nikki rolls her eyes, smacking him on the head.

“Tom we’ll be round later to bring your gifts. We love you!” Dom calls out before ending the call.

“Cut the cake birthday boy!” You squeal, and Tom laughs digging the knife into the cake.

“Me first!” Tuwaine shouts, holding out his plate. You all eat your pieces of cake, cracking jokes at how old Tom was getting.

“I’m gonna go shower guys” you excuse yourself from the rowdy bunch, grabbing a slice of cake to take with you. You strip when you make it to you and Toms room, running the water and hopping in.

You smile when you think of Tom, still unable to believe he was 24.

You were just stepping out of the shower, wrapping your towel around yourself when you hear the bedroom door.

You peak your head out the conjoined bathroom and see Tom taking a bite out of your cake.

“Babe!” You exclaim, pretending you were upset and he freezes.

“It’s my birthday!” He mumbles through a mouthful of chocolate and buttercream.

“I guess I’ll let it slide this time...” you joke, walking to kiss him on the forehead. Tom grabs your waist when you’re close enough pulling you down to peck your lips too.

“Don’t get me wrong, this cake is great; but I think I’d rather eat you” he whispers, and you feel those butterflies in your stomach.

“Tommy, I wasn’t planning on you fucking my brains out until later” you giggle, and he squeezes your thigh.

“I can definitely still fuck your later too darling” he drawls, unwrapping your towel from your body like you were a gift. And to him you were.

“You look so fucking good, lay down for me Y/N” he groans and you comply fully, laying on your back. You watch as he swipes his finger through the frosting on the cupcake. You’re surprised to say the least when he rubs the frosting on the side of your neck, eyes never leaving him when he goes for more. This time he rubs it on your collarbones. Then your breasts, applying generously to your hard nipples.

He licks his lips, gripping your jaw and turns you head to the side.

Your eyes flutter shut when his tongue licks the frosting from your neck, making sure not to miss a single bit.

“Delicious” he smirks before using his mouth to clean off your collarbones.

“Tom, fuck..” you whimper, hands coming up to grasp his shoulders. Your fingers twist the material of his t-shirt, wishing he was naked against you.

“You want it off baby?” He asks, going to pull it over his head but you stop him.

“You know I do, but we have to be quick. They’ll notice if the birthday boy is missing too long” you hum, tugging on the soft curls at the nape of his neck.

He groans in annoyance, he wanted to take his time with you. But he knew you were right.

He ducks his head down again, sucking your nipple into his mouth. Your back arches with every swirl of his talented tongue. His name falling from your lips had him hard as a rock in his jeans.

“How do you want me baby?” You moan breathily, pussy practically dripping.

“Flip over” he instructs and you do, he bends you over the bed, running his hand down your spine.

“This right here? This is my favorite cake...” he chuckles, landing a hard smack to your ass. You hear him undoing his belt, and then his running his tip through your folds.

“You’re always so wet for me baby” he coos, pushing into you inch by inch. It takes all of your self control not to just slam yourself against him.

Toms hands grip your hips, fingers pressing into you so tightly it stung. He moans once he’s all the way inside and just grinds into you. Your legs shake at the intense feeling, brows pulled together in pleasure. Everytime he fucked you you were convinced it couldn’t get any better.

His hips shift backwards, pulling out before slamming back in. He fucks you hard and fast, hitting all the spots only he could.

“Fuck, I love you Y/N” he groans and you whimper.

“I love you more baby - oh shitttt” you whimper back, his thumb circling your ass hole. You hear him spit, and then the wetness on your most private part. Tom uses his spit as a lubricant, pushing his thumb inside.

You almost completely collapse into the bed, overwhelmed at the sensations surging through you.

His dick plowing into you, and his thumb in your ass. You grip the blankets, legs shaking as you feel your orgasm approaching. You clench around him and Tom grunts. He pulls his thumb from your hole and you whine. His dick never stops though, and he pulls you up so your back Is to his chest.

“I can feel you baby, cum for me” he whispers into your neck, his words tickle against the sensitive skin there.

“That’s what I really want for my birthday, is for you to cum on my fucking cock” he continues, fingers coming up to wrap around your throat and squeezing.

His dirty words send you over the edge and Toms hand shoots to cover your mouth when you scream as you reach your peak.

“That’s it...” he nibbles on your earlobe, fucking you through your high. You tighten around him again, bringing him to his own orgasm.

You both pant, Tom holding you close to him for a moment before his grip loosens. You drop to your knees to lick him clean before tucking him back into his jeans.

When you look up Tom has a sex drunk grin on his face;

“Happy Birthday to me!”

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CAN YALL FUCKING BELIEVE TOM IS 24🥺 I hope he still enjoyed his day even though things are so crazy rn. I hope you are all safe, and I want you to know my inbox is ALWAYS open if you need to talk. Also, I just want to ask that you all do your part and donate/raise awareness to support black lives matter. But the biggest thing is if you’re white, please start at home. Check your family members & friends when they say harmful/racist things, lead by example! I hope you enjoyed & I love you all ❤️

[atlasafterdark]

Instant failure Put off by comments from Neo about how a group of horse faunus would be too much even for her, Penny seeks out to prove she can sufficiently please anyone. Even a gynoid has her pride. However, something about their musk just makes her neural circuits go crazy. Their size is just the straw that broke the robot.(figuratively speaking of course)

Sorry, for the Horse faunus ask. I meant Neon, not Neo. 

Penny huffed and puffed as she landed in Mantle. What did Neon mean “too much”. She was built for this sort of thing, there was nothing a human of faunus could do that she could not, well- there were a few things, but not something that involved proving sexual satisfaction, no matter who they were to be.

Checking her logs on last time Penny made sure she had the right house before knocking. This was was registered to a male horse faunus, he had posted about having a party with friends the day before, and his lewd-local account had been used to request a number of huntresses to this address tonight. She was confident her data had her at the right place... also the colourful lights in the windows and bass that she could feel through in her feet from the porch was probably a good indication.

Three loud knocks and Penny waited, ready to introduce herself. The door opened and, “Salutatons my name is--” she was cut off as the smell hit her, invading her nostrils and clinging to every sensor she had.

The rest was difficult to remember. She had stopped speaking to simply barge past the man at the door. Had she taken her clothes off, or were they pulled off along the way? Probably the first since she remembered standing in the middle of that very front room only to be met with a few questioning looks. She... she had definately said something to get their attention, but those words exactly were lost on her, what mattered was the smile on their faces as anyone who hadn’t already began to drop trou and move in.

Laying over the back of a couch Penny’s self lubricating systems set to work as she opened her mouth and spread her legs, three perfectly good holes, and as more seemed to enter from other rooms, who knows how many faunus to satisfy. When the first shaft landed across her fact and pulled back Penny was a bit surprised, she’d never seen a penis like this (though being upside down didn’t help), with a flat end and a prominent half way ring on it, still she was here to prove a point. Licking her lips Penny reached out and grabbed at the man’s hips before pulling him closer, tongue pressing against the tip before being pressed up and against the bottom of her mouth.

Further and further it slid into her mouth. Silence filled the room as the music hushed before changing tracks, no one said a word as they watched her throat bulge. Veins becoming visible as she gulped, eyes watering, and then- Slap The faunus gave one final push and pressed his hips to her chin, the man’s balls covering Penny’s eyes as they rolled in her head.

Neon was right. The group was simply going to be too much for her... that’s why she knew she was going to let everyone fuck her beyond her limits, how else was she supposed to improve if she didn’t push herself?

One after another the men changed over. Dipping in and out of the room and getting in line to enjoy the gynoids either ends. There were some moments of solace, a few of the men preferring not to continue gaping her throat but to use her chest instead and either spray their load over her stomach or face.

On the other side her stomach bulged and stretched as thick tubes of meat slammed into her ass or cunt, both too tight to even imagine taking two at a time, not that anyone honestly wanted to share Penny anyway. Tally after tally was marked down her thighs as she was pumped full, only for her system to flush their cum away whenever they pulled out else risk her synthetic polymer skin tearing from just a couple of their impressive loads.

By the end of the party Penny had been given some comfort. Set to rest in a corner, a blanket covering most of the markings that had been scribbled across her body over the countless hours, and her clothes neatly folded beside her (if a little cum splattered here or there). The only thing she was missing was names- more accurately, she wanted the names of everyone who had used her so that she could better invite herself to them next time. Well, she could always ask later after she found the host and gave him a thankyou blowjob for not kicking her out when she first showed up.

[crystalconjunx]

29. Not-So-Anonymous + Glory Hole

Swerve/???

"Hey, Swerve, have you seen that hole in the solvent racks?" A bot laughed as they pulled up a seat at the bar. "Maybe you should check it out sometime."

The red minibot nearly dropped the glass he was cleaning.

"That's none of your— A what hole? Where?" Swerve sputtered. 

"You know," the bot said casually. "One of those holes you stick your spike through to get sucked. Or go to suck spike, I guess." They emphasized the idea with a flicking wrist gesture. 

"I'll… have to pass." He frowned.

His processor, meanwhile, was in overdrive. Afragging glory hole in the crew showers. It was only a matter of time before Magnus found out, so no point in investigating it himself, right?

Someone might assume he was there to use it. Which he definitely wouldn't be. That would be weird. No, he could go without that type of rumor floating around his name, thanks. 

Aside from hearing that particularly spicy tidbit of gossip, it was a pretty normal shift at the bar. The hole slipped from his mind as soon as Tailgate and Rewind barged in to share the day's latest mischief with him. 

He didn't know how he ended being the most mature of the three minibots, but he didn't mind the attention. They actually liked talking to him. It was a nice change.

Everything was going great until Tailgate and Rewind accidentally launched their hoverboard into a rack of engex bottles and sent them cascading over Swerve. He waved away the other minibots' apologies- Cyclonus would probably come in later to cover his conjunx's damages, the indulgent bastard- and sloshed away to the solvent racks to clean himself off. 

He exvented a sigh of relief when he found the solvent racks empty and took his usual spot near the end of the room. It was the only one made with a raised floor so him and the other Minibots didn't have to jump up to reach the solvent controls. 

He was already under the spray of warm solvent when he looked to the side and saw a dark spot out of the corner of his visored optics. 

A wide hole was drilled into the side of the wall. 

There it was. The glory hole. It was just like the ones he'd seen in the handful of cheap Earth porns he'd watched out of curiosity. 

Unlike it's crude carved-out Earth comparisons, however, this one appeared to be perfectly cut. Someone had polished the metal smooth.

Of course, that's when the light in the adjacent stall clicked on. He immediately cut off the spray of solvent. Primus, what if someone was waiting to do something and he was holding them up? He couldn't hide in here now, could he?

That's when a message appeared on the slick metal wall above it— someone had rigged it to display light glyphs. That put the inputs in the other stall. Which meant someone was sending him a message from the other side of the hole. A few glyphs suddenly appeared on the wet wall in bright and friendly lettering.

Hey, Swerve. 

"Uh, hi?" He asked aloud.

Great. Did they seem him come in here? Did they think he wanted to use the thing himself? Did they watch him shower?

Wonderful. Now he was probably about to get made fun of.

"Listen, this isn't what you think." He argued. "This is the only minibot shower and I didn't know someone had drilled a hole into the wall, okay? I'm leaving now."

Don't. 

"Uhhhh… why? Do we know each other?"

Yes. 

"Alright. Can you tell me who you are? And why I should stay?" He asked.

No. 

"Okay, very informative, very helpful. Are you waiting for someone or something?"

You.

He let out a laugh in disbelief. "M-me? Are you sure about that? There's dozens of other mechs who I'm sure would be super on board with whatever- whatever this is, exactly, and I'm not really one of them. Why don't you find someone else?"

Don't want them. I want you. 

Another nervous laugh. "Right. Sure."

I'm serious.

It's ok if you don't want to, though. 

"Well… I would like to know why, at least. If you're serious, anyway. Why me?"

You're cute. You're kind. You're funny. 

I've wanted to interface you for months.

"Really? Why didn't you say anything?" 

I'm shy.

"Oh. I guess I can understand that. Did you… make this hole in the wall, then?"

No. But I wanted to try it with you.

Can I?

"I-I don't know. I've never had my spike sucked before. I don't know who you are or what you look like. Not that you're going to be ugly or anything! I just, I don't know..." He answered, fiddling with his servos while he waited for their response.

What if they got mad? What if they left? What if they spread nasty rumors about him?

You can suck mine. 

I think about your mouth all the time. 

What it might feel like around me. 

"I don't really know how this works, or who you are, or if this is even a good idea… what if someone walks in?"

I locked the door behind me. 

"Of course you did." He laughed breathlessly.

It's really okay if you don't want to. 

I'd like to get to know you better either way.

I really do like you, Swerve. 

"Well… I mean, Can I see it first? If that's okay? I've never seen anyone else's spike before. Well, not on purpose, anyway."

Sure. 

But you don't have to do anything you don't want to.

Okay?

"Okay. Thanks, I guess." He said. The glyphs did comfort him a bit. Maybe they wouldn't mind too much if he totally chickened out the moment he saw their spike? They seemed really nice. 

"So… wanna patch it through, then?" He winced at his own words. What was he supposed to say? It was in-character for him to be an idiot. 

Anything for you. 

Swerve pointedly refused to ignore how excited those particular glyphs made him. Instead, he focused on the fully pressurized spike that pressed through the hole. The mech had to be big. Much bigger than him, if the height difference between the stalls was any indication. Their spike was huge compared to his own. He couldn't recognize them from the coloration of the spike, but they certainly seemed familiar.

Primus, but he could already imagine how a spike like that would feel inside him. He wanted to know what it tasted like. He could already feel the oral lubricant warming in his mouth at the sight.

You can touch it if you want.

He gulped and raised his shaky servos, letting them hover over the spike as he tried to figure out what tk do. 

He'd self-serviced plenty of times, but he'd never touched another mech's spike before. What if he did it wrong? 

"I, uh, don't know where to start here," he said nervously. 

That's ok. Just wrap your servos around it.

Move your fist up and down like you'd do on your own.

Swerve tried, doing his best to imagine how he serviced his own spike. Tight at the base and gentle towards the tip. It was different like this, but not too hard. His frame was still slick with solvent and the slide up and down on the spike was an easy one. The mech slowly ground their spike into his hands.

Just like that. 

That's perfect, Swerve. 

"It is? My hands feel okay like this?"

It feels amazing.

Please don't stop. 

Spurred on by their happy glyphs, he sped up a bit and let his fingers dance across the smooth wet metal of the spike. He took his thumb and pressed upever-so-gently into the spot under the head of their spike that drove him crazy. 

The heavy spike twitched happily in his servos as a bead of transfluid dribbled down the tip. 

You're good with your hands. 

Want to try with your mouth?

Swerve nodded reflexively before he realized the other mech couldn't actually see him. 

That was good. They couldn't see how flushed he had become just from rubbing their spike for a couple of minutes, or how his own panels were practically leaking at the thought of that spike filling other parts of him instead. 

"Y-yeah," he answered. "Sorry if I'm not great at this, though. Like I said, I haven't touched a spike before, let alone suck one."

Relax. You'll do fine.

Just start small. Do what comes naturally. 

Swerve didn't share their faith in him, but he got down on his knees nonetheless. 

The spike was even more imposing from this close. He eyed a smear of pinkish transfluid as it dripped from the head while his servo gripped the spike by the base to steady. With a nervous lick to his derma, he opened his mouth and let his lips fall around the head of the spike to taste it.

It was… not what he expected. He'd tasted his own transfluids before, sure, but spike itself didn't taste like… anything really. All he could smell in the showers now was the sweet scent of engex that had gotten too deep into his frame for the solvent to reach. 

Keep going. You're doing great.

The glyphs encouragement had him moving his glossa while he let his hand take a tighter grip around the base. He felt a thick cable running along the underside and used his glossa to trace it up to his palm. 

The spike twitched in his hand. That was probably a good sign, right? 

He tried to make a pattern of it. He tried to recall anything from all those vids that might have been helpful. He felt around with his glossa and pressed against the sensitive clusters just underneath the delicate plating of his spike. He teased his fingers over the edge of the metal, making the mech practically throb into his mouth. 

All he could think about now was how good it would feel to have that spike inside him. He keened around the spike as he imagined it inside him- long and hard, almost too big as it pushed past his seals for the first time and filled him oh so good. He wanted to imagine the mech saying all those praises to him while they were face to face, comllimenting him while they practically split him in half.

Touch yourself. 

He whimpered at the commanding glyphs. He lifted his free servos and brought them down to his modesty panel. 

He hadn't even noticed it open. His spike was already hard and aching as he wrapped his fist around it. He kept his other hand on the base of the spike in his mouth as he tried to thrust into his own grip.

You're doing so good for me, Swerve. 

Just a little more. 

The red minbot moaned against the spike as he felt the first sparks of ticklish charge shoot down his glossa and straight to his spike, overloading into his hand with a loud whine. 

But he wasn't finished yet. He needed to make the mech feel good, too.

He pulled his mouth off the spike and let his hand move up to thumb at the sensitive node under the head while he pressed sloppy kisses down the side. He let the whole spike slide back into his mouth and kept going, as far as he could, until he felt it slip and catch just past the soft mesh of his intakes. He let his glossa trace that energon line again, right up to the edge of the opening where the spike stuck through and pressed against the node just barely out of reach. 

He heard a loud bang on the other side of the wall just before he felt warm, sticky transfluid spilling directly into his intakes. He pulled off with a cough and fell right onto his aft. 

That was… wow.

Are you alright?

"I-I'm fine," he coughed. "Was that okay?"

That was amazing. 

How about you? Enjoy yourself?

"Yeah! Can we do this again sometime? I mean, face-to-face and all. I wanna meet you! I could buy you a drink sometime?" He offered excitedly. "Or ee could always hang out? I have plenty of holovids. Lots of them are from Earth, but I have other stuff, too."

I'd love to. 

But not yet. 

Frag. Did he scare them off somehow? Damn it all, he always managed to mess things up. 

"Can you at least give me a hint?" Swerve asked desperately. He needed to know something about the mech he'd be fantasizing about for the rest of his foreseeable functioning.

You'll see soon enough.

Next time is your turn, after all.