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catscidr · 6 months ago

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// taking care of your dogboy (hsr edition!) //

i. note — sry i havent been posting yall i got a job + ive been working on three cosplays at the same time bc my local con is coming up lmao (´ཀ`」 ∠) however the brainrot never stops. it only takes a break. a little break of approximatively. a month. ish. ......... anyways dog hybrid hsr boys brainrot !!! lmk if we want more of this with more boys •ᴗ• comments and asks are appreciated hehe ii. includes — blade, gepard, boothill and gn!reader iii. cw — slice of life stuff turning into smut, possessive behaviour, overstim, slight dom/sub dynamics, real messy stuff, manhandling. use of the word "hole" to keep reader gender neutral iv. wc — 1,9k

blade is a mutt riddled in scars and dirty bandages from living on the streets and fighting to survive.

you think he might be some german shepherd mix, but he refuses to let you swab his teeth n gums for a dna test (last time you tried you narrowly avoided a punch to the face. he apologized in his own way afterwards), so whenever people ask, just say he’s a rescue to avoid revealing that you actually just… don’t really know what breed he is. they usually drop the subject and simply go on their merry way, seeing as he wasn’t the type of pup to appreciate affection from strangers anyways– it’s rare for you to leave the house in the first place, though.

you had to switch to a remote job because blade is just so persistent when it comes to you. although possessive is a much better descriptor, because he doesn’t let anyone near you. whenever you leave to get groceries he ends up practically breathing down your neck from how close he gets— acting as if he were your literal shadow— glaring at everyone that gets too close to you. you’ve made it a habit to always go to self-checkout lane so blade doesn’t scare off the cashiers.

the second you get home he’s all over you, determined to rid you of that outside stench and replace it with his own. you started packing your grocery bags in a way that nothing will break if (read: when) you suddenly drop them on the floor, all because you’re so familiar with blade’s impatience.

he holds you still by engulfing your body with his, knees caging your hips as he grinds into you, shallow and deep. blade’s growls and huffs fill your ears just as much as his cock fills your hole, his knot kissing your tightness from the outside.

“do you like this? like how i have to fuck you every time you decide to go outside again when you could stay here,” with me blade omits, his tail swishing back and forth on the bedsheets behind him, the sound just barely grounding you to reality.

your grocery bags were long forgotten on the foor (as they usually are), your mind too foggy to function. clawing at the sheets, you try to crawl away from blade’s grip— to no avail.

he tuts, craning his head to bite down onto the skin where your shoulder meets your neck. “i might just need to mark you for extra precaution,” he bucks into you, knocking the air out of your lungs. you hear squelching, the constant plap! plap! plap! from his thighs smacking against your ass and whine, broken babbles leaving your kiss-bruised lips.

“b-blade, y’can’t- ah,” he shushes you by plugging you full of his lengthy cock, his knot almost threatening to press inside of you. you whimper, feeling lightheaded from a mix of both nervousness and arousal.

he soothes the hickey he left on your neck, licking it languidly as he stills to bask into the way your hole throbs around him. warm and tight and oh so tempting.

“shit, wanna fill you. wanna… have everyone know they can’t have you. you’re mine, mine to love ‘n mine to fuck,” you’re not lucid enough to process his thinly veiled confession, too busy writhing your ass back against him in a feeble attempt to get him to continue moving.

you might want to invest into some good concealer or into those skin coloured tattoo patches to cover the bruises and bite marks blade’ll leave on you if you want to continue being a functioning member of society. you can’t really be walking around in public as if a dog had just mauled you right before you left the house, can you?

gepard is a golden retriever because of COURSE he is. similarly to blade, he likes to invade your personal space a lot— not because he’s possessive, but because he’s extremely protective of you.

the random bruises you used to randomly notice on your body faded as soon as he came into your life. gepard’s soft, lingering touches healed them; gently placing a hand on your hip before you bump into sharp furniture so it doesn’t hit you, redirecting your head to his shoulder as you nod-off in the train before you bang your head, and so on.

it’s a full-time job and he’s working 24/7, always on the lookout for anything that could possibly hurt you as you saunter off… wherever, without a care in the world— because he took care of everything!

he would clean the apartment for you, cook (though you usually insist you do the cooking; a human doesn’t have the same taste in food as a hybrid), and even act as your own personal alarm clock. gone were the days of being woken up by loud, blaring beeping. gepard woke you up with forehead kisses instead, making your mornings much more pleasant.

but poor geppie, he’s always taking care of you; so take care of him, won’t you?

every so often you’ll sit in his lap to help him get rid of whatever stress he held in his body. your hands will knead at the muscles in his broad shoulders, all while you simultaneously kiss away the strain in his face. his brows are furrowed as you do your best to soothe his muscles; you never forget to smooch his cheek, nose and the corner of his lips.

though the attention and gentle acts of affection always ends with your hands lower than they should be.

“ah ah, no touching, remember?” you murmur in his ear playfully. you had been at it for what felt like hours; gepard’s cock and abdomen was smeared with the remnants of his cum, skin tacky from his previous loads. your hand shows no sign of stopping, not even when he begged oh so sweetly.

“c-come onn. just… jus’ wanna kiss…” and who were you to deny your sweet boy? your lips find his in a heartbeat, his tongue swiping over your own sloppily as he breathes you in like a depraved man.

the only condition you had when you did this was for him to keep his hands to himself— at least until you both decide to move on to something else. until then, his fists clench the sheets beneath the both of you, and his ears stay flat on his fluffy head.

“i’m… i’m close again, g- aah, please, please…!” he begs, cock weeping precum as you continuously jerk him off. you smile, absentmindedly rocking your hips to the rhythm you held him prisoner to— gepard was too engulfed in the warmth of your hand to notice, anyways. “cum whenever you want sweet boy,” you purr, and he keens as he buries his face in your neck, his hips lifting off the bed ever so slightly as they meet your hand and he thrusts, riding the high of his orgasm.

sticky cum coats your hand for the nth time; you relent your grip on his cock for his sake, instead choosing to shower him with chaste kisses all over his face. gepard whines, taking ahold of your waist weakly as he breathes into the crook of your neck.

“geppie, your han-“ he cuts you off, swiftly switching positions so you’re now laying on your back as he hovers over you, chest rising and falling quickly, catching his breath from the intensity of his orgasm. gepard’s tail wags slowly behind him as his hands creep up from your waist to your chest just as slowly- you feel his cock harden against your pelvis, precum spilling from his pinky tip.

“‘ts my turn now,” he huffs, leaning down to nip at your neck.

boothill is the most obnoxious dalmatian hybrid you’ve ever seen (not that you’ve seen many, or at all). but he’s made your life so fun so you can’t be too mad at him

he’s always dragging you out of bed to go do something— could be going to the park nearby or sit in the living room playing video games on your dusty console, it doesn’t matter because he’ll MAKE you step out of your cozy nest!!

you’re glad he’s friendly, because you’re not sure how you would handle such an excited hybrid when you left the house. people come up to the both of you to chat and he indulges their questions, essentially leading the conversation (while you stand there awkwardly, not knowing what to say).

boothill is also great with kids, unexpectedly. 9 times out of 10 when you go to the park he ends up playing with someone’s child, bright smile on his face as he messes up their hair with a rough hand. they’ll throw a frisbee for him to go catch and he’ll do it happily, or he’ll even… teach them how to beat people up.

(you stare mortified as he teaches a little girl how to throw a proper punch only for her to then punch her parent when she leaves boothill’s side. you go up to them and apologize profusely, forcing boothill to bow with you.)

he also loves to help you out, even though he’s not the greatest at household chores— but he definitely tries! though he is a stellar cook, which never fails to surprise you whenever he’s on dinner duty. he just… really sucks at everything else.

it’s… mostly because he just has so much energy. he sweeps the floor? nope, he’s picking off the pieces of the broom off of the floor because he accidentally broke it. he’s fixing your bed? nuh uh, you’re throwing out the ruined bedsheets because he accidentally tore them to shreds somehow.

so, with all of these accidents happening because he’s just brimming with energy 24/7, you started purposely exhausting him. or, rather, gave him the green light to exhaust you until he tires himself out.

“booth-aah, w-wait, you’re being too…!” you fall over on top of his hard chest, keening at the new angle his cock reached inside of you. he repeated his assault on the spot that made you see stars as your jaw gaped, broken moans leaving your lips.

“don’t tell me y’re tapping out.. haa, already!” boothill grunts, his grip on your hips tightening. he throws his head back with a loud moan, abs tensing as he nears yet another climax— the 5th one of the night. maybe, maybe not. you lost count after the third one.

you bury your face into the crook of his neck, focusing on the feeling of his cock plugging you full instead of the soreness, the burn in your muscles that came from your knees holding you up on his lap.

watching you riding him will always be his favourite thing in the world, even if he always ends up fucking up into you and taking back control at the end of the night.

“gonna cu-uum…” you whine, clenching around his length almost painfully tightly, hearing his breathing hitch as an orgasm is ripped out of him in consequence to yours. boothill’s fingers dig into your ass, his hips lifting off the bed as he cums deep inside of your sloppy hole again, sticky fluid building up beneath the sheets.

you collapse on top of him fully, chest heaving against his own as you come back to your senses, slowly but surely. boothill’s ears perk up, hearing how your breathing had evening out.

“so… got another round in ya?”

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gubler-me-up · 4 years ago

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Successful Experiments

Request: I’m not the anon that asked about the requests but could your do one with Spencer where it’s the first time he’s eating you out (but not the first time you’ve had sex) and he makes you cum once then he’s basically like I need more of this and makes you do it again and again. So just a bunch of overstim pretty please

A/N: Thanks for sending in this request, anon! This request ends smut week part three or should I say smutmas? I missed an opportunity to say that when I announced smut week part three but you live and you learn amirite? ALSO ALSO I didn’t post this in the middle of the night so I’m making progress with that issue LOL Anyway, this one’s shorter but packed with good overstimulation so I hope you really enjoy it! 🎉

Couple: Spencer Reid/Fem!reader

Category: Smut

Content warning: Oral sex (female receiving), over stimulation, swearing

Word count: 1.5k

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You liked to spend your Saturday mornings laying in bed until it was nearly noon. You weren’t the type to sleep in late which annoyed you but your body would still be too exhausted to start the day early. You usually laid there on your phone or with a good book to get your mind functioning for the day.

When Spencer wasn’t at work your mornings were a bit sweeter. He would get up around the same time as you but his coffee addiction wouldn’t let him linger in bed for long. He would make himself a cup of coffee and make you a cup of your favourite tea. He would gently leave it on the nightstand while you were reading a book or on your phone.

That’s how your morning started. You were happy he was home because he had been busy for the past few weekends. He had set your tea on the nightstand by your side as usual before going over to his side. He set his cup down on the nightstand on his side before lifting the blanket to go back under it. You set your book down to look over at him with a smile as you watched him get comfortable.

“Thank you, baby,” you said.

He looked at you with a kind smile before leaning in to give you a peck on your lips. He caressed your cheek before tucking a loose strand of your hair behind your ear.

“I’d do anything to make you happy,” he said.

You giggled. “Oh really?”

He smirked as his hand caressed down your neck and then down to your chest. He gently kissed you again as you felt his hand continue its journey down your body. His hand reached your hip and then gently caressed your thigh. He leaned up from the kiss and you saw the desire wash over his face. He leaned in to kiss your neck.

“Really,” he whispered.

His kisses on your neck lingered down your body. Every move he made sent tingles up your nerves and soft moans left your mouth. He pushed the sheets off of the both of you as he reached your thighs. He positioned himself so his face was in-between your legs.

You spread your legs further apart to give him enough room. You could feel his breath hot and heavy on the fabric of your underwear. He hooked his finger around your underwear to move it to the side. You heard him let out a soft chuckled.

“You’re so wet already,” he said before he ran his tongue between your folds.

“Only for you,” you moaned.

You swore you could feel him smile as he continued to run his tongue up and down your folds. You tilted your head back as you soaked in every inch of pleasure he was giving you. He had never gone down on you before but he definitely knew what he was doing.

You hadn’t been a huge fan of receiving oral sex in the first place so every time he offered you would tell him it was okay. You didn’t know you were missing out on so much. You felt him run his tongue over your clit before he sucked on it. You rolled your eyes to the back of your head as he took his time catering to it.

You grabbed onto his hair to keep him as close to you as possible. Every stroke of his tongue sent you to new sensual heights you didn’t know you had. Especially when he took the extra time to play around with your clit with his tongue. The feeling was beyond words for you.

“Fuck,” you moaned as he sucked on your clit.

He moved from your clit and inserted his tongue into your hole. He stuck it in and out of you to tease you to filth. He then slid his tongue back up to your clit and rapidly flicked it with his tongue.

You tightened your grip on his hair. You could barely moan properly. Every breath that left your mouth was jagged and uneven. You felt something butterfly up your core. Then it hit you immediately. You tilted your head back and let out a loud moan as your legs shook from the orgasm rushing through you.

Spencer quickly stopped eating you out. You looked down at him with wide, wild eyes as he looked at you with wide, impressed eyes. A smile grew on his face as you were still trying to gain your composure.

“You orgasmed,” he said.

“Yeah,” you breathlessly said.

“And you didn’t want me to eat you out before because?” He joked.

You chuckled. “I…Because I didn’t know if I’d like it.”

“Well now you know,” he said.

He licked your in-between your folds again. You moaned as the last of your orgasm had faded from your body and you could feel a new one emerging soon. You tried to push his head back but he had wrapped his hands around your thighs to keep him in place. He looked up at you to see what was wrong.

“Do you want me to stop?” He asked.

“Yes-I mean-no. I just-”

He flicked your clit with his tongue. “You just what?”

“I just…”

You trailed off as he continued to flick your clit. You loosened the grip you had on his hair and let his tongue have his way with you. You wanted to protest against him eating you out again so soon but his tongue had a way of convincing you even if he wasn’t talking.

He sucked on your clit again but harder this time. Your soft moans turned into animalistic groans. You felt your legs shaking from the stimulation but he kept them still. He stopped and went back to licking you in-between your folds. His eyes stared up at you as you look down at him with a look of dazed satisfaction.

“I need you to orgasm again,” he said.

“I don’t know if I-”

He went back to flicking your clit and you could feel the butterflies in your stomach form again. Your legs started to shake uncontrollably to the point where he didn’t even stop them from shaking.

“S-Spence…I don’t-I.”

He put his mouth over your clit to enclose it. He sucked on it and flicked it at a rapid pace again. Your headshot back and you let out a shriek as another orgasm took over your body. You could no longer keep your legs up and let them slide flat as the rest of your body went limp.

Spencer crawled up to you and gave you an overpowering kiss. You could taste your juices on his breath. His lips were extremely wet from you. He eased up and licked his lips as he watched you catch your breath. He smiled down at you before giving you a quick peck on the lips.

“One more time. I want you to scream my name this time,” he said.

You nodded. “Okay.”

“I know you’re overstimulated but I can’t get enough of pleasuring you,” he said.

You smiled. “Don’t stop then.”

He let out a soft chuckle before crawling back down your body to bury his face in you again. You laid limp until you felt him stick his tongue inside your hole again. You arched your legs up again. They were already shaking since they hadn’t gotten much of a break.

He licked you up and down over and over and over again until you had no choice but to arch your back. The overstimulation was getting to you quick and you loved it. You moaned uncontrollably and louder than the first two times. He had perfected his pattern and knew how to get you to scream his name as loud as you possibly could. He started to rapidly flick your clit again with his tongue and you immediately threw your head back.

“Spencer!” You screamed.

He continued to flick your clit with your tongue as you kept screaming out his name. The overstimulation you felt had brought tears to the rim of your eyes. Your legs shook immensely and you knew you were going to orgasm for the third time.

“Fuck, Spencer,” you screamed as your orgasm dawned on you.

You arched your back and let it ride out through your body. You let the tears drip down from your eyes as you desperately tried to catch your breath. Spencer crawled up your body until he reached your face. He wiped the tears from your cheek before giving you a quick kiss on your lips.

“You having an orgasm has to be the hottest thing ever,” he said.

You gave him a weak smile. “That was fucking fantastic.”

He chuckled at your breathless enthusiasm. He leaned in and gave you a long kiss to take the little breath you had right out of you. You dropped your body on the bad. You were all limp and tired out. Spencer took the cover and placed it over you.

“Time for a little nap?” He asked.

You chuckled. “Just a little one. When I wake up though I’m going to suck your dick so fucking good.”

He laughed. “I’m looking forward to it.”

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