#i need him to breed me

[jaylaxies]

i need him in ways that are concerning to humanity i fear

[dipperscavern]

god please i need cregan so mf bad oh LORD. please im on my knees

I NEED HIM SOOOOO BAD

mmm he’s so big too. the height difference between him n jace… and we fuck northerners on this blog. y’all KNOW how good they fuck

like yeah, unfortunately i want him to crowd my personal space while we’re visiting the wall. unfortunately i would like to be so close that i can feel the heat radiating off him even through the thick layers of fur. unfortunately i do need to be blanketed by his bulk as he rolls his hips impossibly slow, forcing me to feel evvvvvvvvverything…. yeah. #needthat

[goodpvppy]

waking up to soft touches trailing my body… feeling your lips at my neck and being sleepily confused why i feel so full until you thrust and i can’t help but to whimper and you cover my mouth, “shhh… be quiet pretty boy. i couldn’t help it when you are so perfect for me like this.”

[mizzythedragon]

Becoming my roommate’s little cum dumpster is crazy work ngl

I don’t know how I got here but coming home after a long day and my roommate railing me to the mattress face down, has left me craving more.

It started off with us cuddling. (The room is cold and I like siphoning his body heat in addition to the blanket.) His hands in my tank top, squeezing and fondling me as he pleased - and I won’t lie, I am extremely sensitive.

The minute he started kissing my neck, I knew I was fucked. I couldn’t help myself, the whimpers had left my lips and I was desperately trying to get closer. I wiggled closer, feeling his cock harden against my lower back. His hands were cold, venturing my body, and when his finger slipped into my panties and I felt his coldness against my pussy, I nearly cried.

The whimpers got more frequent as he inserted his index finger, abusing my little puppy parts as he pleased. Look how wet you are for me, puppy. I can hear it. I can hear how embarrassing it is as I make a mess on his fingers.

At some point, I was turned over on my stomach, and when he took his fingers out and stuck the tip, all I could do was beg. Beg him to go further. Beg for him to fuck me senseless. He pushed my head down into the mattress, pushing the entire length of his dick inside and I swear, the need for this man to breed me had me desperately moving against him.

You’re taking it’s so well. That’s my little fucking slut.

God. Oh god. Oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m fucked. I couldn’t help it. He railed into me mercilessly, his cock touching my cervix every thrust. I was babbling, incomprehensible, incoherent and cock drunk, arching to take it all. I needed it. I needed. I need it. Fuck. (Sitting here to write this has me thinking about it.)

3 hours in that mating press. 3 hours of this man rearranging my guts. 3 hours of my knees to my shoulders as he bred me.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I’m not sure how many times I was filled up last night, and I can’t remember how many times I’ve come undone by his cock. His shaft pulsating and twitching every time he dumped his load inside this little cum drunk pussy.

I wanna feel it again. I needed to feel it. I need his dick in me. I needed him dumping load after load in me. I need him to breed me again. I want it. I want it. I wanna feel it as he fills me up again. I can’t wait for him to come back home today.

[sinnbaddie]

So in love w peepaw man it’s not even funny

[dykedvonte]

I think it’s so ironic that the Pony Express escapes a lot if not all blame in discussion. I can’t even say I am excused from it but it’s just how hard people circle back to the characters alone without considering the environment they were made to be in.

Why would they design a ship where only two of the rooms lock? Not the bathroom? Not the sleeping quarters? We assume that all the companies in the universe are this shallow and careless to their workers but we explicitly know the Pony Express in extra vile. They are fed processed slop pack they can’t even really cook and the ration of those pack is meager at best. They hired and made people with a plethora of conflicting demeanors and beliefs work together on a mission where cohesion is important if not an outright necessity and punish them for not being happy about it. There’s no social protocols, not chain of command other than Captain’s word/choice and the only way to enforce that is with a literal firearm. They don’t allow them to celebrate freely and even took away leisure activities that would make them less stir crazy. They are only allowed a few hours of sleep despite their being no other real responsibilities or work on the ship, no matter the position or its importance. With any crew, with any level of synergy, this was a powder keg waiting for a spark.

I’m not saying characters that made mistakes didn’t make huge ones, but I think part of the horror is that at least for some (this is targeting Jimathan) those mistakes are partly made by a force of the hand. There’s a running theme of lack of choice and being forced into something and the very nature of how The Pony Express expected them to function plays a big part.

[harbingersglory]

i know i said more dom!reader blah blah blah sorry arlecchino rotted my brain severely. tmasc bunny!arle giving me severe brain damage /pos

(he/him prns used for arle)

at a glance, the big ears and small puffball of a tail might temporarily make you think Arlecchino is far sweeter then he actually is. how could anyone who looked so cute be anything but, right?

but you know better. you serve under Lord Arlecchino - literally. tucked under his desk while he makes you slobber and choke all over his strap. you barely get to breathe with his hand fisted in your hair, keeping you right where he wants you. if you've been particularly exemplary on your little missions, he might even let you sit on his lap. though whether thats worse or not is debatable, making you cockwarm him as he works. and you'd better keep quiet, too. he's not above muzzling you or just straight up shoving his fingers into your mouth to silence you while you squirm on his lap.

maybe if you last until he's done he'll fuck you properly. bend you over his desk and pound your pretty little holes until you're unable to stand. he'll still make you clean up his strap afterwards, of course.

it's when he's in a bad mood that he really gets going. sheds the act of polite, dignified little bunny. no, he's here to break you in and use you like the little toy you are. and you'll let him, won't you? drooling all over his strap when he fucks your throat raw, drags you into the nearest room the moment he sees you to watch your eyes roll back into your head as his cock stretches you out..

he's just as much of a mess as you are when he's this pent up, though. he doesn't bother keeping up appearances when he just has some pent up stress to get out. if you could even think straight you'd notice his puffball of a tail wagging and his ears drooping as he ruts into you, panting and grunting against your ear when you cum around his strap for the tenth time. you could almost swear you heard him whimper, but you'll be in a world of punishment if you mention it the next day (he absolutely did).

[dipperscavern]

i’m going through my robb edit folder on tiktok and oh my hod i need to be bred

[ultravioletrayz]

random pic from my miguel folder 👀

bro when he’s nutting in my tummy‼️ (sorry)

[muncedes]

why was this one of the hottest things he’s ever done

[merakiui]

breaking news: my third eye is open again and i'm falling for lilia and his charms.

[yzashaven]

no kidding, i need scaramouche to fuck me senseless rn, break me and my mind, destroy me, dehumanize me into becoming his mere fucktoy to use whenever he pleases and do whatever he wants to do. i can't explain how much of a whore i become whenever i see this man like god just FUCK ME ALREADY I BEG YOU

[cupajoscafe]

the things i would let him do to me would set feminism back by like 80 years

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[callsign-birdie]

Werewolf!Rhett knotting you. 🥵 I don't have a breeding kink cause it triggers my dysphoria for some reason and I don't care for kids but thinking about him being "in heat", glued to your hip all day. He's dreading doing the chores on the ranch, but he's pushing through it. He's always finding some way to touch you. Rhett finally corners you later in the day. He's got you wrapped up in his strong arms, bent over your short frame as he's nuzzling into your neck. He's desperate. Grabbing your ass as he's rutting into. You can't tell your cowboy no. He's got you pressed against his mattress, leg thrown over his hip as he thrusts into you. Rhett's baring his teeth. Eyes turning yellow as he tries to hold back from letting his primal instincts take over and wreck you. He's trying his damnedest to go slow. But, you don't mind him being a lil rough. He can take what you give him. Biting and clawing him. Both of you are covered in bruises when you're both sated. Waiting for his knot to go down. Rhett praises you as he holds you tightly as you cockwarm him. Telling you how good you are to him.

[pagodazz]

HOW IS HE ACTUALLY THE ONLY MAN EVER???